The next day.

Qin Xiaohe has already left, coming and going in a hurry.

Qin Xiaodong woke up from his coma, and for some reason, he fell into a coma again, and seemed to have lost a very important memory.

Sitting up from the bed, Qin Xiaodong didn't see Shu Xuewei and his father, only a little girl by his side.

This little girl, he remembered, was the little girl who was hiding under the table at that time.

"Brother, are you awake? I'll call my mother."

Seeing Qin Xiaodong wake up, the little girl jumped up and ran out of the room.

Qin Xiaodong rubbed his head, feeling dizzy and unable to remember anything.

Not long after, the little girl came in with the woman from yesterday.

"Little brother, are you awake? How do you feel?"

"kindness?"

Qin Xiaodong couldn't help looking at her in surprise, wondering what happened during his coma and why she treated him so kindly.

"I feel fine, sister, tell me what happened during my coma."

Unable to hide in his heart, Qin Xiaodong couldn't help asking.

Before she could speak, there was a coughing sound from outside the room, and Shu Xuewei's figure walked in.

"Awake?"

"kindness!"

Shu Xuewei brought over a bowl of broth, handed it to Qin Xiaodong and said, "Are you hungry? Drink this."

Qin Xiaodong didn't have much appetite, but when he saw Shu Xuewei, he lost his temper and took it obediently. He didn't know why he was so afraid of her.

Before he could ask, Shu Xuewei began to explain: "You drink slowly, I'll tell you what happened.

Do you remember what happened yesterday?It's that little girl's family..."

Speaking of this, Shu Xuewei deliberately paused, for fear of being stimulated and going crazy again.

Fortunately, after Qin Xiaohe intervened, his mentality was no longer so fragile.

Nodding his head, Qin Xiaodong indicated that he would continue talking.

Shu Xuewei continued: "At that time, the villagers of Xiaocha Village and the villagers of Qingshizhai exchanged fire, and both sides were wounded. Just when they were about to divide life and death, a cultivator who wandered here saw this scene. The mana knocked us all out.

That's why we all lost consciousness."

"Oh!" Qin Xiaodong snorted, seeming to accept the statement.

Shu Xuewei was not used to making up nonsense, but for the sake of her own life, she could only follow Qin Xiaohe's instructions.

"Later, the cultivator woke up the villagers and tried to adjust from it.

According to the person involved, there was actually a misunderstanding, and it was only the bald man who caused harm to Ning Qin's family, and had nothing to do with anyone else.

The reason why they kidnapped Ning Qin's family was just to know the secret of her cultivation, and they didn't coerce or threaten anything.

Now that the person involved is dead, and many people on both sides have died, it is better to resolve the enemy than to end it, the cultivator decided to merge the two tribes together to form a new tribe, so as to resolve the conflict between the two parties."

After saying this, Shu Xuewei couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, feeling that this reason was a bit lame.

Shu Xuewei knew that even she would not believe such absurd explanation, let alone Qin Xiaodong.

However, believe it or not, that is his business, and he is just responsible for making a statement.

To her surprise, Qin Xiaodong nodded, did not delve into it, and acquiesced to the fact.

In this way, it made Shu Xuewei a little unacceptable, thinking that this person would not be so stupid, would he believe such a reason?
If it was the old Qin Xiaodong, how could he believe such a lame reason? It was only because Qin Xiaohe instilled this idea in his subconscious that he somewhat believed this explanation.

Anyway!Even if this matter is over for now.

"What about Ning Qin, I want to go see her."

Thinking of that distressed little girl, Qin Xiaodong suddenly lost his appetite, put down the bowl and walked out of the room.

Led by the little girl, Qin Xiaodong came to the door of Ning Qin's cultivation room.

After knocking on the door, Qin Xiaodong asked, "Ning Qin, can I come in?"

No one answered inside, and there was no response.

Qin Xiaodong tried to open the door and found Ning Qin sitting in the corner.

"Hey, long time no see little girl."

Walking over with a dry smile, Qin Xiaodong leaned over to Ning Qin.

Ning Qin didn't turn around, but stared at her feet with her eyes straight, her lonely look was very distressing.

Reaching out to hug Ning Qin's shoulder, Qin Xiaodong tried to comfort her, but the girl didn't say a word as if she had never heard of it.

Qin Xiaodong also knew that she still needed time to get used to it, so he didn't say any more, and left the room after a few words of relief.

After Qin Xiaodong left, Ning Qin turned his head to look at the back of Qin Xiaodong's leaving, and his eyes regained some spirit.

"Have I forgotten something, why is my hatred so weak?"

Mumbling to himself, Ning Qin clutched his head trying to think of something, but he just couldn't.

She couldn't figure out why she should hate those people outside, but she couldn't hate them no matter what. Could it really be possible to coexist peacefully with enemies?

No one can explain her doubts, maybe a sad person is always accompanied by unlucky.

This kind of misfortune, even if you try desperately to break free, you just can't get rid of it.

Standing by the old tea tree in the center of the small tea village, Qin Xiaodong looked at the people from the two tribes who were fused together, and also felt a sense of absurdity in his heart.

At that time, there were still two camps facing each other in life and death, so it would be a bit unrealistic to just hold hands and live together like this!
There are too many unrealistic things, and they can't be explained too perfectly. This, maybe it's called life, there are always so many helplessness.

After being in a daze for a while, Shu Xuewei and her father found Qin Xiaodong and said they wanted to study the next task with him.

Surrounded by the three of them, Shu Xuewei took out a palm-sized golden token from her bosom, with the word Tianshu engraved on the front and the word Ling engraved on the back.

"what is this?"

Qin Xiaodong took the token in his hand and asked while playing with it.

"The order of Tianshu was issued by the village head of Qingshizhai. According to him, a long time ago, their village rescued a young man who was seriously injured. After two months of recuperation, the young man recovered from his injuries. He is a cultivator, and he left this token, saying that if anyone among them wants to practice Taoism, he can use this token to find him."

"Oh? If you say that, does it mean that this hidden mission is actually a part of this mission?"

Putting aside all other factors and simply analyzing the situation, Qin Xiaodong came to this conclusion.

"It can be said that, but it's not entirely true. Maybe it's just a coincidence, but anyway, the goal of this mission is there. The mission didn't say which sect to worship. Does it mean that it only needs to be a sect of cultivation?"

"Well, it makes sense, but one thing to pay attention to is, if we choose this sect, are we absolutely sure of curing Song Tianqiao?"

Facing Qin Xiaodong's rhetorical question, Shu Xuewei fell silent, because she didn't know what the result would be.

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