After a cup of tea.
The two, who had been given the Refreshing Pill by Song Tingwan, lay neatly in the spot where Shen Tu Changqing had just been lying, and slowly woke up.
In the cramped room, apart from the little fish lying quietly at the very back, there was hardly any room to put your feet down on the outer edges.
Upon waking up to find four faces close together, the two rogue cultivators jumped up in fright.
"Sorry, what were you two doing squatting there earlier?" Song Tingwan spoke first, gently and kindly.
One look at the clear eyes of those two people and you knew they weren't sent to keep an eye on them.
He perfectly fits Shen Tu Changqing's description: a clear-headed, foolish, and naive young man.
After seeing Shentu Changqing, the cultivator surnamed Zeng stared at him up and down several times before finally letting out a sigh of relief.
The two young cultivators exchanged a glance, got out of bed somewhat helplessly, straightened their slightly wrinkled disciple robes, and then cupped their hands in greeting to the four of them.
“Well, we saw Brother Shentu being tortured from afar, but that person looked to be more powerful than Brother Shentu. We didn’t dare to make a sound until we were sure that the person was gone before we dared to pull you out of the water.”
“But we’ve run out of pills, and that person looks tough to deal with. We didn’t dare send you to the rogue cultivators. We heard that you and your husband were on the territory of the Sword Inquiry Sect, so we quickly and secretly inquired and sent you here.”
After they finished speaking, they dared not look Shentu Changqing in the eye; guilt and shame made them lower their heads.
Shen Tu Changqing had done them a favor; they were among the few disciples of the sect he had saved.
The other party clearly disliked them but still saved their lives, yet they refused to help, fearing they would get into trouble.
Even though I saved the person, I still felt I had betrayed my principles!
The two inexperienced young cultivators stood there helplessly with their heads down, as if they had done something wrong.
After listening to what they said, Shentu Changqing stepped forward.
He then bowed solemnly to the two of them.
"Many thanks to my two fellow Daoists for saving my life—"
"If you hadn't pulled me out, I probably would have been buried at the bottom of the lake long ago."
Shen Tu Changqing performed this ceremony with great solemnity, his gratitude evident in every gesture.
He was also filled with emotion.
The laws of cause and effect in this world are truly wondrous.
Like his family and the Song sisters.
Just like him and these two young people he casually rescued back then.
Zhuang Niang stepped forward and, together with her husband, performed a grand salute.
"Thank you both for saving my husband."
The two young cultivators quickly said no need, and even went out of their way to say that they had concealed their presence on the way here, so they would pretend that nothing had happened today.
The couple thanked them again and wanted to make some promises, but the two cultivators quickly waved their hands, indicating that it was not necessary.
"That's even, but Brother Shentu, you still need to be careful. That person looks too ruthless."
After expressing their concern for him, the two said they were leaving.
When Zhuang Niang opened the door and saw that the courtyard was empty, she quietly saw the two of them off.
When she returned to her room, Song Tingwan, who hadn't spoken a word since bringing the two people inside, suddenly smiled.
He said to the couple, "This matter arose because of me. In that person's eyes, Brother Shentu has already sunk to the bottom of the water. You are no longer suitable to show your face in Beihe."
The couple's expressions changed, and the next moment, Song Tingwan raised her eyes and smiled faintly: "Are you willing to leave Beihe?"
!
Is there really such a good thing?
“...We have a mark on our bodies, which is present in all cultivators above the Golden Core stage in Beihe. Once we leave the city, the city lord’s mansion will notice us.”
Once someone rebels and refuses to return to the city, the brand will transform into poisonous insects that will devour the spirit.
At best, it will make you stupid; at worst, it will cause you to explode on the spot.
Xiaoyuer will be of branding age next year, so they want to take this opportunity to send him away first.
Shen Tu Changqing and Zhuang Niang were madly in love, but they remained calm and spoke the truth that silenced everyone.
Song Tingwan narrowed her eyes. "Could you let me see that brand?"
Upon hearing this, the two reached out and pulled up their sleeves.
On the inside of his elbow, a burn mark the size of a fingernail was clearly visible.
The brand mark looked unremarkable at first glance, but after Zhuang Niang reminded her to look closely, Song Tingwan leaned closer to examine it.
The brand, which appears smooth from a distance, is actually covered with densely packed runes upon closer inspection.
I see.
Song Siyao also looked on curiously, but since she knew nothing about talismans, she could only turn her attention to Song Tingwan.
The gentle woman's brows relaxed, and under the couple's forlorn gazes, she took out a talisman with writing that looked like a scrap of paper, scribbled on scribbled paper.
She pulled Shentu Changqing's hand, tore off a corner of the cursive paper, and covered the branded area.
"It hurts a little, Brother Shentu, just bear with it."
As soon as he finished speaking, the talisman sizzled and steamed.
Shen Tu Changqing, a fierce and powerful man, jumped up in pain.
Song Tingwan almost couldn't hold his hand down, but thankfully Song Siyao and Zhuang Niang quickly grabbed him.
Three breaths later, the talisman burned out.
Song Tingwan wiped away the ashes with a handkerchief, leaving only the red marks left by the burns on the inside of her wrist.
Shen Tu Changqing and Zhuang Niang gasped, followed by an overwhelming sense of joy.
"It actually got removed."
Shen Tu Changqing roughly wiped away his tears. Since his great-grandfather's generation, the Shen Tu family had never left the city except to kill demons.
Song Tingwan put away the handkerchief and looked at the couple gently. “Brother Shentu must confirm the news of his death and should not appear in Beihe. I have implicated you. If you trust me, take my token to the foot of Wenjian Sect Mountain. I will send my ghost cultivator attendant to arrange accommodation for you.”
"Don't say that. We were already risking our lives to send Xiaoyuer away, but we unexpectedly found a shortcut, so we guess we won the gamble."
The woman, Zhuang Niang, excitedly grabbed her hand, deeply moved.
Song Tingwan patted her back and comforted her, "Let Brother Shentu leave first. You stay in this courtyard from today onwards. After the matter of the Demon King is over, you will put on a show and insist on leaving with Si Yao under the pretext of taking care of Xiaoyuer."
After saying that, she looked at her younger sister.
Song Siyao nodded, and at that time she would pretend to be cold and reluctantly agree.
This is within the scope of what she can act in.
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After everything was arranged, and Shen Tu Changqing was given three teleportation talismans to leave immediately, there was only a short time left before noon.
Song Siyao told her not to run around, then gripped his sword and hurried toward the meeting point.
Song Tingwan stayed there, watching over Xiaoyuer with Zhuang Niang.
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After a brief chat, the war drums sounded to signal the start of the campaign.
After a long period of contemplation, the gentle girl stood up and looked at the enchanting sky outside the city.
Until the sound of the war drums stopped, Song Tingwan faintly curved her lips into a smile.
What a fine example of the Immortal Lord Zewu!
For cultivators, alchemy is used to heal the body and mind, and to decide life and death.
Those who obtain my elixir will have their requests granted and will return home with their wishes fulfilled.
They have the intention to offend me.
I want to see how you beg me next time.
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