Chapter 21 Where did the ancestors come from?
"So that's how it is." Yun Lan looked at Fu Ning and Song Jinghe jokingly, "Don't worry, Mr. Song. This matter has nothing to do with Xiao Shuang. I won't implicate her."
Song Jinghe said with a cold face: "I am worried about myself."
Yunlan suppressed her smile, "But Mr. Song, you are blushing."
Fu Ning also tilted his head and stared at Song Jinghe's slightly pink face. He had fair skin to begin with, and now he looked very easy to bully. He was really a feast for the eyes.
She swallowed her saliva and patted Yunlan on the shoulder, "Okay, save some face for my husband."
Song Jinghe tried his best to keep a straight face and asked, "What are you going to do next?"
Fu Ning slowly put away her smile. This was not her plan. The death of the county magistrate in her yard was actually the worst plan. She said, "I plan to go to Pingzheng County."
Pingzheng County is the capital of Quzhou and also the location of the Quzhou Cultivation Association.
Song Jinghe immediately understood what she meant, "You want to join the Cultivation Society and win over their people?"
Fu Ning nodded. "I will be back in three days. Just in case, you must insist that the fat county magistrate died on his own. If they insist on finding a murderer to bury with him, you can point to me and say that I fled because I was afraid of the crime. In short, you must be alive and wait for me to come back."
Yunlan held her hand, her face full of worry, "Xiaoshuang..."
Song Jinghe was annoyed by the close relationship between the two of them. "This place is more than a hundred miles away from Pingzheng County. How can you go back and forth in three days?"
Fu Ning chuckled, "Don't worry about that, I have Xiaoya."
Song Jinghe had forgotten that this woman had some ability that she could tame Lu Wu.
Yunlan looked at Fu Ning in confusion, "Who is Xiaoya?"
Fu Ning patted her hands and explained, "It's a very cute Luwu. After the matter in Suman County is settled, if you are willing to follow me back to the village, I will introduce you to it."
Yunlan nodded heavily, "I'll go back to the village with you."
She seemed to have forgotten that the male protagonist promised to take her to the world of cultivation.
The system looked at Yunlan staring at Fu Ning with shining eyes. I wish I could run into her head and wake her up. What happened to the cannon fodder female supporting role that would enhance the relationship between the male and female protagonists? How come you’ve become the host’s fangirl now!
There were cries of grief and humiliation coming from outside, "Master, why did you leave me alone?"
Fu Ning raised his eyebrows. It was the county magistrate's wife and his children. They came quite quickly.
The county magistrate’s wife shouted, “Where are those two vixens? Pull them out!”
The door of the main house was broken open, and some servants rushed up to pull them away. Fu Ning drew out his long sword and pointed at the servants, "If you want to die, come and try."
The servants stopped immediately, and Fu Ning walked into the yard step by step with his sword in hand.
When the county magistrate's wife saw her holding a sword, she stepped back in fear and screamed, "What are you still standing there for? Take her down!"
The servant had at most a long stick in his hand, and after hesitating for a few seconds, he rushed towards Fu Ning. Fu Ning turned his wrist, swung the hilt of his sword and swung it a few times, and their wooden sticks broke into two pieces.
The servants were so frightened that they dared not come forward.
The county magistrate's wife quickly retreated behind the crowd and said viciously: "Well, it seems that you really murdered my husband!"
Fu Ning raised his sword and said with a smile: "You slander us before the truth is revealed, and you still don't allow me to resist?"
She watched the soldiers squeeze into the small courtyard and she tiptoed onto the roof.
System: "Boss, let's ignore the villains and cannon fodder girls?"
"It's okay. They are both smart and should be able to handle it in three days. Besides, the county magistrate's wife has no right to deal with them."
Fu Ning ran quickly on the roof tiles, and many tiles fell to the ground with her footsteps.
She looked back and saw several soldiers following closely behind her, and asked, "Is there any prop that can speed us up?"
The system quickly replied: "Yes, one hundred points per hour."
Fu Ning has been quite wealthy recently. After all, Song Jinghe's favorability has increased a lot. She shouted, "Buy it!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she immediately felt her steps become lighter and the soldiers behind her were getting farther and farther away from her.
During this period, she often returned to the village to deliver elixirs and was very familiar with the terrain. She jumped off the roof lightly, chose the shortest route, and reached Yanshan in just one hour.
At the foot of Yanshan Mountain, she whistled, and soon a huge tiger pounced on her like a kitten and rubbed her affectionately.
In just over a month, Luwu has grown a second tail.
What a talented little guy.
"Xiaoya." Fu Ning scratched its head and fed it a Qi-strengthening pill. "Come with me to the city. There may be a lot of people there. Is that okay?"
Xiaoya let out a cry, no problem!
Fu Ning turned over and sat on its back.
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"A woman rode a tiger into the city!" The people of Pingzheng County were excited about this incident, and soon the news spread to the Quzhou Cultivation Association.
The young monk who had just established his foundation ran in and said vividly to the person in charge of registration at the door: "But the tiger has a human face, which is very strange. I don't know where that woman came from. She rode the tiger so blatantly that even the government sent out soldiers!"
Zhao Hong, who is in charge of registration, has been a cultivator for more than ten years, but his cultivation has been stuck at the foundation-building stage, so he has only gotten the job of a registrar. Unfortunately, the Quzhou Cultivation Association has been in a downturn in recent years, and he has not seen a single cultivator coming to register all year round.
He yawned. "That's not a tiger you're talking about. It's Luwu. Luwu is unruly by nature and can only be tamed by the cultivators in the cultivation world. We don't have such talents in Quzhou. Don't believe everything you hear and follow the people in spreading rumors."
A monk ran in, out of breath, his legs shaking, "Tiger, there really is a tiger!"
A tiger roar was heard outside the yard.
Zhao Hong's eyes widened at once, "Did I hear correctly just now?"
The young monk was also trembling with fear, and he did not forget to complain: "You heard it right, I told you a long time ago that the woman rode a tiger straight to our Xiuzhen Association, and you still didn't believe it!"
Fu Ning turned over and walked into the courtyard of the Cultivation Association, and Lu Wu followed her obediently.
Behind Luwu was a group of soldiers who dared not approach. They were afraid that Luwu would cause a riot, but they also did not dare to use force because of Luwu's reputation as a divine beast.
Fu Ning turned around and said to them, "Don't worry now, our Xiaoya is very well behaved."
The officers and soldiers then put down their weapons and stood guard at the entrance of the cultivation association.
Fu Ning entered the house, and Lu Wu followed him in and lay down.
"Hello, I would like to register to become a monk."
The two monks in front of him stood still like stone sculptures. Fu Ning waved his hand in front of them.
Zhao Hong barely came back to her senses, looked at Lu Wu behind her, and asked stutteringly: "You...you are here...to register...to become a monk?"
"Yeah." Fu Ning nodded.
"Please wait a moment." Zhao Hong immediately stood up and handed her a piece of transparent stone with some impurities in both hands, "Try it."
Fu Ning held the stone in his palm and transferred spiritual energy into the stone.
The bottom of the stone gradually turned into a mixture of white and green.
"The two attributes of gold and wood are true spiritual roots." Zhao Hong wrote down the characteristics of the stone one by one in the notebook. "The color is deep, it is the foundation-building stage."
How could he, with his strange frown and unremarkable attributes, tame the two-tailed Luwu?
Xiaoya called out from the side, and Zhao Hong quickly drank some water to calm himself down, then asked, "Name, age?"
"Fu Ning, seventeen years old."
Zhao Hong spat out a mouthful of water. Fortunately, Fu Ning and Xiao Ya reacted quickly and took a step back together, so they were not sprayed all over by him.
Fu Ning frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"
Zhao Hong hurriedly wiped the table and said, "Sorry, sorry, it's just that your name is the same as the previous Immortal Lord's. I'm a little surprised."
Fu Ning raised her eyebrows. She didn't expect her name to be so famous. In fact, she rarely heard people mention it since her resurrection. She thought she had been buried in history.
She smiled and said, "My mother gave me this name after reading an ancient book."
Zhao Hong nodded and said, "This name has great potential."
This monk is quite good at talking, and Fu Ning's lips curled up so much that he could hardly suppress it.
"By the way, I also need to apply to become an alchemist."
The monk almost spit out water again. He had been registered here for nearly ten years, but there was not a single person in Quzhou who could become an alchemist.
He patted the young monk beside him and said, "Quick, go and get Master Zhou."
The young monk was frightened by Lu Wu and just came to his senses. He stuck to the wall to avoid Xiaoya and ran out of the yard quickly.
After a while, the young monk brought in an old man with white hair and beard. Following them were five or six monks who came to join in the fun. They stuck their heads out of the door but didn't dare to come in.
The old man was also surprised when he saw Xiaoya, but then his expression returned to normal. He stood about a meter away from Fu Ning and said to her, "My friend, I heard that you want to become an alchemist?"
Fu Ning nodded, took out the letter given to her by the male protagonist from the storage bag, and handed it to the old man, "I have a letter of recommendation, take a look. If you don't believe it, I can refine it on the spot."
But the situation of Yunlan and Song Jinghe is unclear now, and she really doesn’t want to waste time.
The old man froze as he unfolded the letter.
Fu Ning was patient at first, but after a while he became impatient, tapping his toes. How could this person take so long to read such a short letter?
She couldn't help but urge, "Master Zhou, haven't you finished reading it yet?"
The old man finally closed the envelope and said in disbelief, "Young friend is really a very important person. Not only does he have the two-tailed Luwu, but he is also recommended by Master Minglu's apprentice. Zhou naturally dare not question it."
He said to Zhao Hong, "Hurry up and complete the membership procedures for this young man."
Fu Ning said, "Actually, I have something I would like to ask Mr. Zhou for help with."
"Please speak, my friend."
"I was originally refining elixirs for the local county magistrate in Suman County, but he died suddenly, and his wife blamed my elixir for the cause of death. Please help me clarify the matter."
Elder Zhou frowned, "There are many reasons for sudden death. Can you let me see the elixir you made for the county magistrate?"
Fu Ning took out a third-grade Qi-boosting pill from his storage bag.
Elder Zhou took it in his hand and studied it carefully. He smelled it and praised it, "It is rare to find a third-grade elixir with so few impurities. No wonder Master Minglu's apprentice recommended you. Don't worry, my friend. There is no problem with your elixir. I will go with you to take a look."
Fu Ning bowed and said, "Thank you!"
Then she patted Xiaoya and said, "Because my husband and friend are in the hands of the county magistrate's wife, I would like to trouble you to go back with me."
Mr. Zhou's already wrinkled face wrinkled even more. How could his old arms and legs bear sitting on this ferocious beast? He really didn't know where this girl came from. She was so difficult to serve.
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Song Jinghe and Yunlan were imprisoned in the same cell.
Yunlan sighed and saw Song Jinghe sitting on the ground. Thinking about his bad legs, she took a step forward and wanted to carry him to the bed.
Song Jinghe grabbed her hand and said in a bad tone, "What are you going to do?"
Yunlan explained quickly: "I want to help you sit on the bed. It's cold now, and it's even colder at night. Your legs will not be able to bear it if you sit on the ground. If you get sick, you will blame me when Xiaoshuang comes back."
Song Jinghe let go of her arm and said, "It's okay. You don't have to worry about me."
Yunlan looked at him in confusion, and after a while she suddenly realized, "I see, you want to make Sister Xiaoshuang feel bad! Hehe, I was being nosy."
Song Jinghe: “…”
He clenched his fists and then unclenched them. Both of them were in danger. Yunlan's mind was still full of Fu Ning. What kind of love potion did that woman give her?
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