But if her brother left with his soul and body, Zhu Tong would feel very insecure, afraid that her brother would never come back.
"Because many people can't see the spirit, I'm going out on business this time and need to communicate with people, so I need to go with my body."
Lan Zhi took the time to comfort Zhu Tong for a while, and then gave her a hug.
"It would be great if I could hold you like this forever." Zhu Tong murmured.
Lan Zhi looked helpless. "Wait until we are out of danger. I will hold you for as long as you want, until you get tired of it."
"I won't get bored. I can sleep for decades and hold you every day!" After saying that, Zhu Tong was stunned for a moment, "Sleep for decades?"
How can she sleep so well?
She said this without much thought, and she didn't expect that she would say something like sleeping for decades...
Lan Zhi smiled and said, "No, I can't sleep that long."
"I don't sleep that long either."
Zhu Tong reluctantly broke away from her brother's embrace, grabbed a strand of her lake green hair with her right hand, and wrapped it around her fair index finger, thinking, "I think I'll be able to recover my memory soon, and then I'll be able to help you."
Lan Zhi looked at her deeply and said, "I hope so."
Most ferocious beasts are difficult to get along with. If Zhu Tong thinks about the past, perhaps this short-lived sister-brother relationship will end.
Lan Zhi is not sure what Zhu Tong's personality was like in the past. When Zhu Tong regains her memory, the way they get along will definitely not be the same as it is now. By then, Lan Zhi does not expect Zhu Tong to help her. She just hopes that Zhu Tong will not oppose her and become her enemy. They are siblings, so they should part ways amicably.
Ji Chengcheng had been standing on Lan Zhi's shoulder, acting very quietly until Lan Zhi's body disappeared into the underground world. Then Ji Chengcheng said, "Beautiful Tianmiao, I'm almost dying of anxiety. Could you please do me a favor and help me check on my master's body? Has she been buried as a corpse?"
Lan Zhi comforted him, "It shouldn't be. After the soul leaves the body, the body will breathe on its own."
Ji Chengcheng said: "But I am just worried."
"Okay, I'll take a look for you." Lan Zhi also wanted to take a look at Ji Zifeng's body. After all, the other party was an "absolutely pure person", very rare, and rare things are valuable. Moreover, Ji Zifeng sent his soul pet to protect Lan Zhi. Although Lan Zhi did not need the protection of the little fox, she accepted this kindness.
The underground road is flat, without mountains or rivers, making it convenient and fast to walk.
However, Lanzhi doesn't need to walk by herself.
She is a holy envoy, superior to all monsters in the secret realm. Wherever she wants to go, there will naturally be monsters to take her there.
The soul can travel thousands of miles a day without getting tired, but it is still a bit difficult for the body to walk, especially when the cultivation is sealed, so it walks even slower. However, there is a long scarlet worm responsible for carrying Lan Zhi. The scarlet worm can fly, and Lan Zhi rides on it. After a while, she saw a door.
The long scarlet insect stopped in front of the door. Lan Zhi walked through the door alone. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself standing on the ground.
The several wealthy families in the town were easy to find, especially the Ji family. You could find the location of the Ji family by just stopping anyone on the roadside and asking. The servants posted notices everywhere seeking famous doctors, saying that the two young masters of the Ji family were sick, and the cousin in the mansion was also sick. The symptoms were that they were in a coma and could not be awakened no matter how much they were called. If anyone could cure the young masters and daughters of the Ji family, there would be a generous reward.
There were many literate people in the town, and the contents of the notice spread quickly. The Ji family was a kind family in the town, and the head of the family would organize his servants to go to the streets to collect the bodies of the dead. Therefore, the people wanted to help from the bottom of their hearts. The doctors hurriedly carried their medicine boxes to the Ji family. Lan Zhi mixed in and followed them to the gate of the Ji family.
"Sir, where is your medicine box?" The servant at the door stopped her.
Most of the "doctors" were in their twenties or thirties, but Lan Zhi was the only one who came empty-handed.
Lan Zhi smiled slightly and said, "I'm good at fingering and prescribing medicine, so I don't need to bring a medicine box."
The servant let her in with some doubts, but told the companions who led the way to be more careful, fearing that Lan Zhi was sent by hostile forces to cause trouble.
Lan Zhi followed a dozen doctors to the Ji family's reception hall. There was a bed in the room, and on it lay a terminally ill old woman. The room was filled with a strong smell of medicine. The doctors were afraid to say a word, wondering if they were treating the young masters and young ladies. Why was there an old woman lying in the room?
At this time, the servant who led the way explained: "This is our old lady. She has been paralyzed in bed for more than ten years. I hope the doctors can diagnose and prescribe medicine for her first."
In fact, the Ji family had two doctors with excellent medical skills. This morning, when they found that the young masters and young ladies could not wake up, the doctors in the mansion first tried to find a way to save them. After treating them for a whole morning, it was still ineffective. The Ji family had no choice but to write a notice and post it to seek famous doctors. However, with so many doctors coming, their medical skills must be uneven. In order to screen some people, they asked the doctors to prescribe medicine for the old lady first to test everyone's level.
"Please, each of you divine doctors, please come forward in turn to check the old lady's pulse and write down the prescription on paper."
"I'm not good at prescribing medicine, I only know acupuncture." One of the doctors looked embarrassed.
"Wait a moment." The servant was also undecided.
After a while, the steward walked in with an apologetic smile on his face. As soon as he entered, he said, "I'm sorry, everyone, I'm late."
Behind the steward were several maids, each holding tea and snacks. The steward said with a smile, "Those miracle doctors who can't prescribe medicine, please stand on the left, and those who can, please stand on the right."
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