Chapter 437: An Old Friend
Yun Qingqing looked at Sun Shijing's earnest gaze, and felt deeply moved that he was willing to lower himself so much in order to retrieve the inheritance.
She smiled gently:
"Valley Master, there is no need to do this. I have some connections with the first generation of the Medical Immortal Valley, and I am willing to lend a hand in the inheritance."
"Thank you, Senior Yun!" Sun Shijing was overjoyed and even changed his way of addressing him.
He did not doubt Yun Qingqing's words at all. Firstly, she was the one selected according to the instructions of the first generation. Secondly, it was Yun Qingqing who treated Jiang Lianzhou, and they, the medical practitioners, could tell at a glance that her level was far above everyone else.
The two returned to the reception room, and Sun Shijing treated Yun Qingqing as a guest of honor and changed his address to "senior". Although the other elders were surprised, they were not too surprised when they thought of Yun Qingqing's superb medical skills.
Yun Qingqing met Jiang Lianzhou again a little later and took his pulse for the second time.
When she first arrived at the Medical Valley, Jiang Lianzhou had just fallen ill and was nearly killed. He was in a horrific and miserable condition.
At present, this man's condition has been under control. He changed into the green leaf white robe of the Medical Immortal Valley. His thin and frail face had a gentle smile, making him look like a gentle and noble young man. However, his pale complexion exposed his sickly identity.
"Thank you, Senior Yun." Jiang Lianzhou sat at the table, resting his wrists on the wrist rest, his voice gentle and slightly hoarse.
When Yun Qingqing was checking his pulse, Sun Shijing and a group of elders gathered around with nervous expressions. When she withdrew her hand, they immediately asked nervously:
"How about it?"
“Can it really be cured?”
Yun Qingqing nodded calmly and said:
"Mr. Jiang is weak, and the disease has just recurred. It is not appropriate to use strong medicine to cure it immediately. I will prescribe a prescription first. First, to control the disease from recurring during this period, and second, to nurse him back to health for some time. When he recovers, I will give him medicine to cure the disease."
After hearing what she said, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked happy.
"That's great! Lianzhou's long-standing illness can finally be cured!"
Jiang Lianzhou immediately stood up and saluted, saying in a gentle voice:
"Senior Yun saved my life, Lianzhou will never forget it."
Yun Qingqing smiled calmly and handed him the written recipe:
"Please keep this. Treat your own illness yourself. Is that ok?"
She knew that Jiang Lianzhou's medical skills were no less than the elder's, and since his life and property were at stake, this prescription was more suitable for him than for anyone else.
Jiang Lianzhou took the prescription and glanced at it, his face slightly pleased, and he bowed and said:
"Senior Yun's recipe is exquisite, Lianzhou has learned it."
The treatment was settled, but it was already late. Yun Qingqing had a lot of things to do, so she planned to finish them before going back, so she stayed in the Medical Valley for one night.
late at night.
Yun Qingqing sorted out the essentials of alchemy and made adjustments based on the current spiritual environment, preparing to hand them over to Sun Shijing after daybreak.
After finishing this, she put away the paper and pen, pushed the door open and walked slowly into the yard to get some fresh air.
She stood by the pond, looking at the reflection of the bright moon in the water, her mind full of thoughts.
There were footsteps behind me.
She knew it was Xiao Changheng from the voice and didn't turn around.
He stood three meters behind her and was silent for a long time.
Yun Qingqing was somewhat puzzled, and asked calmly while looking at the pond:
"What's up?"
After a moment, Xiao Changheng finally spoke:
"You...are familiar with Yuwen Ye?"
Yun Qingqing raised her eyebrows, somewhat surprised that he was still thinking about this:
"Not familiar, just met twice."
Xiao Changheng was silent for a moment:
"But you are familiar with him."
Yun Qingqing understood a little and smiled calmly:
"That's not the case. He's not the one I'm familiar with."
"Who is that?" Xiao Changheng was slightly stunned, his tone still light.
Yun Qingqing looked down at her right wrist, where there was a causal line that spread out from the small butterfly mark and stretched into the distance.
That is Qianlong Huandie, the pet entrusted to her by her most mischievous disciple Qi Mo. Now the causal line of this pet is connected to Yuwen Ye.
She stroked her wrist, turned to look at Xiao Changheng, and spoke softly:
"It's an old friend."
Xiao Changheng met her gaze, and saw a bit of sadness, a bit of relief, and a deep sense of vicissitudes in those clear eyes.
"Old friend..." He suddenly understood something, lowered his eyes to suppress the powerlessness in his eyes, and said in a cold voice without any ripples, "Is that so?"
Yun Qingqing came back to her senses and looked at him.
The man’s cold pale skin glowed softly in the moonlight, his sculpted features were half hidden in the shadows, making it impossible to tell his expression.
She suddenly thought of the jade tree in the deepest part of his consciousness, and a faint warmth rose in her heart, dispelling the loneliness brought by the recollection.
She walked slowly to Xiao Changheng, and always felt that what she saw through him was the scenery and the tree. She subconsciously stretched out her hand and wanted to touch his face.
Xiao Changheng grabbed her hand and met her gaze with a gloomy expression.
Yun Qingqing was stunned, wondering how to explain the place deep in his consciousness that he himself did not know.
In human consciousness, memory and creation are often intertwined, but imagined things and real things in memory do not exist in the same area.
At the bottom of consciousness, there is only reality.
Therefore, there must be, or once was, such a place in this world, which is firmly engraved in the deepest part of his consciousness.
Yun Qingqing wanted to know more and more where the tree was in reality.
But before she could figure out how to start, Xiao Changheng had already let go of her hand, stepped back two steps, lowered his eyes and said calmly:
"It's getting late, time to go to bed."
After saying that, he turned and left, leaving Yun Qingqing standing there in a daze.
She looked at her hands, which still retained the cool touch of his big hands, and the emotions that surged in her heart made her feel a little strange and uncomfortable.
She frowned, pinched the Qingxin Jue, stopped thinking about issues related to him, turned around and walked out of the yard.
…
Yun Qingqing pasted an invisibility talisman on herself, quietly came to the door of Sun Shijing's room, and knocked gently.
After a while, Sun Shijing opened the door. The old valley master with white hair and beard was still neatly dressed and had not rested yet.
He looked outside the empty door for a moment, then closed the door inexplicably. When he turned around, he saw Yun Qingqing standing in the room. He was startled at first, then came to his senses.
"You are here. What happened just now was..."
Yun Qingqing handed him a talisman and said concisely:
"Invisibility Talisman, let's go and watch the show."
This was what she had secretly agreed with the old master during the day, so he had been waiting for her to come. Sun Shijing watched her put on a talisman to hide herself, and hurriedly followed suit. The door opened automatically, and Yun Qingqing's voice rang in his ears:
"Go to Jiang Lianzhou's room."
The two of them quietly came to the door of Jiang Lianzhou's room. Yun Qingqing quietly pushed the door open and cast a spell to cover up the sound of the door opening. The two of them entered the room quietly.
Under the moonlight, the prescription left by Yun Qingqing was placed on the table in the room, and next to it were the thoughts copied and recorded by Jiang Lianzhou.
Even breathing could be heard from the bed behind the screen; Jiang Lianzhou was sleeping soundly.
Yun Qingqing and Sun Shijing quietly retreated to the corner of the room and waited.
Yun Qingqing had a very accurate grasp of time. Not long after, light footsteps were heard outside the door again.
The footsteps stopped at the door, and after a moment, moved to the window.
There was a rustling sound, and the window was suddenly poked a little, and a thin bamboo tube stretched out in, and a strange fragrance spread.
Sun Shijing immediately smelled the ingredients of the fragrance, his face changed, and a medicine bottle was suddenly stuffed into his hand. He heard Yun Qingqing lower her voice and say:
"Take this."
He immediately did as he was told. After taking the pill, a cool feeling spread from his throat to his lungs, and his mind suddenly felt clear.
Sun Shijing slowly breathed a sigh of relief and stared at the door. He wanted to see who was so bold as to secretly harm his fellow disciples!
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