The widowed sister-in-law is embarrassed, she criticizes the villain like he only wants to be a love

Jiang Ci looked at Ji Chuan indifferently.

"Mr. Ji seems to be very curious about my identity."

"Master Jiang, please do not misunderstand. Our Qingyun Mountain monks have always taken it as their responsibility to save the people and help the world. When troubled times come, every man has a duty. If we can meet a wise ruler, we will follow him till death."

After saying this, Ji Chuan looked at Jiang Ci sincerely.

Jiang Ci chatted with Ji Chuan for a long time. When he left Baiyitang, white snowflakes fell from the sky, and the ground and branches were quietly covered with a layer of silver.

Ji Chuan saw the white snow outside and said happily: "It's snowing. I hope the snow can last longer so that the people can survive this winter."

Jiang Ci said: "It's a good sign."

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The snow fell for a day and a night, and a thick layer of snow accumulated on the ground, which brought temporary relief to the drought problem in the north.

After discussion, Jiang Ci and Ji Chuan decided to leave Rongcheng on time.

Things here have been arranged. Jiang Ci wanted to rush to Qingyun Mountain as soon as possible. He heard Ji Chuan say that his great-grandmaster Xuan Heng was an excellent doctor. He had been traveling abroad for many years and suddenly returned to Qingyun Mountain recently. This once-in-a-lifetime opportunity must not be missed.

The carriage traveled on the official road for three days and finally arrived at the foot of Qingyun Mountain on the morning of the fourth day.

At the foot of the mountain stands an archway with the three large characters "Qingyun Mountain" carved on it. On each side of the archway stands a monk in green.

When the young monk saw Ji Chuan and Nangong Yan coming back, he immediately stepped forward to greet them.

"Meet the eldest senior brother, the third senior sister, and all the senior brothers."

"Big Brother, you are finally back. I heard that all the people in Rongcheng have turned into zombies. Are you not injured?"

Ji Chuan said: "We are all fine, is Master in the mountain?"

"Here we are. Master and the others are very worried about your safety. They are relieved to know that you are back. You can go up the mountain quickly."

Ji Chuan nodded and took Jiang Ci, Yan Shu and his fellow disciples to Qingyun Mountain.

When we reached the top of the mountain, we saw a majestic and huge mansion standing on the top.

Ji Chuan brought Jiang Ci and Yan Shu all the way to the main hall, where several old men in gray robes were sitting.

"Disciple has met Master, several Grandmasters, and Uncles."

Ji Chuan, Nangong Yan and a group of fellow apprentices bowed and greeted the elders.

The old man sitting in the first seat looked behind Ji Chuan and Nangong Yan, and lingered on Jiang Ci and Yan Shu for a moment.

"Chuan'er, has the situation in Rongcheng been resolved?"

"Reporting to Master, I have found out that the zombie outbreak in Rongcheng was the result of a conspiracy between the Rongdi barbarians and the Witch Saint. The Gu King was hidden by the Witch Saint in the Dazhao Temple outside the city. Now the Gu King has been killed by us."

When several elders of Qingyun Mountain heard that the Gu King had been killed, they all showed surprise on their faces.

An old man asked, "Chuan'er, are you sure that the Gu King was killed by you?"

More than three hundred years ago, the Gu King cost the lives of many Qingyun Mountain disciples before it was finally killed by Grandmaster Xuan Ji. How could the Gu King be solved so easily by a few young disciples this time?

Ji Chuan said: "Reporting to Grandmaster Xuan Yi, this time we were able to successfully kill the Gu King thanks to the help of Master Jiang and Madam Jiang. Otherwise, with my junior brothers and sisters' cultivation, we would definitely not be able to do it."

Several elders looked at the young couple in front of them with surprise and inquiry.

Nangong Yan stepped forward and recounted how they met Jiang Ci and Yan Shu in Rongcheng. After listening, several elders nodded in understanding.

Xuan Tai, the head of Qingyun Mountain, who is Ji Chuan's master and Nangong Yan's biological father, spoke to the white-haired elder sitting in the first seat on the left.

"Uncle Xuanheng, Master Jiang and Madam Jiang have come all the way to Qingyun Mountain to seek medical treatment. They have helped Chuan'er and Yan'er many times in Rongcheng. I am here to ask for a favor for them. Please take a look at Madam Jiang."

The white-haired old man stroked his gray beard and looked at Yan Shu calmly. After looking at him for a long time, he said, "Girl, you are also a doctor, right?"

Yan Shu took two steps forward and looked at the old man in front of him with some surprise.

"How did you find out?"

"Haha, there is a faint medicinal fragrance on your body. It comes from the cloth bag hanging around your waist. Only an expert can carry so many high-quality herbs with him."

Yan Shu smiled and said, "You can smell what medicine is in my cloth bag from such a distance. I really admire you."

"No need to flatter me. This ability is not difficult for you. Since you have helped our disciples of Qingyun Mountain, we Qingyun Mountain must repay this kindness. Come forward and I will take your pulse."

Yan Shu walked up to Xuan Heng and stretched out his arm. Xuan Heng brushed his sleeves and put his hand on her pulse. After diagnosing for a while, Xuan Heng raised his eyes and looked at Yan Shu meaningfully.

Jiang Ci stepped forward and said, "Senior, how is my wife's health?"

Xuan Heng glanced at Jiang Ci indifferently again, then turned his gaze back to Yan Shu.

"Girl, since you are a doctor, why don't you tell me your opinion first."

Yan Shu said, "I suffered a serious internal injury some time ago, but I have been taking medicine recently and my body has basically recovered. Please tell him about my physical condition so that he can be completely at ease."

Xuan Heng heard the hidden meaning in Yan Shu's words and was silent for a moment before saying, "From the pulse, it can be seen that he has indeed recovered a lot. The prescription you gave is also suitable for the disease."

Yan Shu smiled and nodded: "I am taking care of it on time."

After saying this, she looked at Jiang Ci beside her.

"Aci, you heard everything. You can finally rest assured now."

Jiang Ci looked at her lovingly: "I'm relieved to know that you are fine, but your health has not been as good as before recently. Do you have any better treatment methods?"

Xuan Heng said: "I have a medicine here that is suitable for regulating her body."

"Please give me some medicine, I will definitely reward you handsomely."

Xuan Heng stood up and said to Yan Shu, "Come with me."

Jiang Ci held Yan Shu's hand tightly and said, "Senior, can I accompany my wife?"

Xuan Heng said coldly: "I have something to ask Madam Ling alone, you should stay here and wait."

Seeing Jiang Ci holding Yan Shu's hand tightly and refusing to let go, Xuan Heng snorted softly.

"Don't worry, your wife will be sent over soon."

Yan Shu patted the back of Jiang Ci's hand gently to comfort him.

"Don't worry, I'll be back in a moment."

Jiang Ci hesitated for a moment before letting go of Yan Shu's hand: "I'll be waiting outside the senior's yard."

He was worried about anyone approaching the little fox alone, even if the other person was a cultivator from Qingyun Mountain.

Besides, since Xuan Heng said in person that there was nothing serious wrong with the little fox, why did he still talk to her alone?

Yan Shu looked at Xuan Heng inquiringly, and the old man was so angry that he laughed.

"I have traveled around the world for many years, but I have never seen a man as attached to his wife as you are. What's the matter? I am an old man, and you are still worried that I will eat your wife?"

Jiang Ci said, "Senior, you misunderstood. My wife's injury has always been on my mind, so I want to do everything for her myself. Since you want to talk to my wife alone, I just need to wait outside the door."

After hearing Jiang Ci's words, Xuan Heng's expression eased a little.

"Then come along."

"Thank you, senior."

Xuan Heng greeted the head of the sect, Xuan Tai, and several other elders, and left the hall with Jiang Ci and Yan Shu.

They came to a secluded courtyard. Xuan Heng raised his hand and flicked the whisk, and the tightly closed wooden door immediately opened.

Yan Shu held Jiang Ci's hand and said softly, "Ah Ci, don't worry, I'll be out soon."

Ever since she was captured by Ye Shujin, Jiang Ci has been more careful and cautious in taking care of her, and never lets her go out alone. There are so many masters in Qingyun Mountain, and he is naturally worried about the environment that he cannot control.

"Okay, call me if anything happens, I'll be here."

"Girl, come in!"

"Come here."

Yan Shu lifted her skirt, walked up the steps and entered the yard.

She looked around. The whole environment of the small courtyard was simple and elegant, and some of the houses looked like they had not been lived in for a long time.

"Senior, is this your residence?"

"It is my residence, but I have been traveling for many years and have not been back here for more than ten years. The disciples of Qingyun Mountain will repair it regularly, but no matter how well a house that is hundreds of years old is repaired, it will soon become abandoned without people."

"Master, you are back."

A young man pushed open the door and walked out. He saw a beautiful girl standing next to his master. The young man was stunned at first, then looked away embarrassedly.

He scratched his head in bewilderment, "Master, the house has been cleaned, and the charcoal stove sent from the front yard has been lit today. It's just that this house has not been occupied for a long time and there is a musty smell that cannot be dispelled for a while, so I have to inconvenience you for a few days."

"It's okay. We won't be here for a few days and we should leave. Girl, come with me."

Yan Shu followed Xuan Heng obediently and entered the main house together.

After Xuan Heng sat down, he looked towards Yan Shu.

"Just now you deliberately concealed your illness in front of your husband. Since you are a doctor, you must know your physical condition."

"I know that, but I know I'm going to die soon, so I don't want him to worry."

Xuan Heng sighed softly: "Do you know why I suddenly returned to Qingyun Mountain?"

Yan Shu looked at him puzzledly: "Why?"

Xuan Heng smiled faintly: "My master is Yu Xuanji, and I know you are his daughter. He asked me to come back and wait for you."

Yan Shu asked in confusion: "My father? Why did he ask you to come to Qingyun Mountain to wait for me?"

Xuan Heng stood up, opened a wooden cabinet, took out a bottle of medicine and walked in front of Yan Shu.

"From feeling your pulse, I can tell that you have been taking medicine to suppress your body's exhaustion. This is undoubtedly fighting poison with poison. Over time, your body will not be able to bear the pain of the backlash. This is the elixir I made. Although fate is difficult to change, I can still relieve your pain in your limited life. Take one pill of this medicine a day on time, and you will be worry-free for three years."

Yan Shu reached out to take the medicine bottle and looked at it deeply.

"Three years is enough. Thank you for the medicine, senior."

"No need to thank me. I will obey the orders given by my master. Besides, you are my elder after all."

Yan Shu:......

"Excuse me, how old are you this year?"

My cheap dad said that people who practice cultivation have long lifespans and are experts in maintaining their youth. Since this Uncle Master Xuan Heng calls my cheap dad "grandmaster", he must be much younger than my cheap dad.

But why did he become an old man at such a young age? Couldn't all monks be as youthful as Yu Xuanji?

Xuan Heng stroked his graying beard and chuckled, "Girl, why don't you guess my age?"

Yan Shu hesitated for a moment and said, "You look ruddy and energetic. Are you seventy years old?"

It is true that his face is rosy, but the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes are big enough to kill a mosquito. He can't be any younger than seventy.

Xuan Heng was quite happy after hearing this.

"It seems that I have been able to maintain my youthful appearance over the past few years. My appearance has not changed much. To be honest, I am already over 160 years old this year."

Yan Shu:......

I thought he was old, but I never thought he was this old.

He is over 160 years old but looks like he is in his 60s or 70s... It seems that practicing Buddhism can really prolong life.

However, he still couldn't compare with his cheap dad. His cheap dad had a face that looked like a young man, and his voice was deep and pleasant. With his looks and figure, I wonder how many girls he would charm if he walked on the street.

"Senior, what kind of person is my father?"

When Yu Xuanji was mentioned, Xuanheng's eyes suddenly filled with awe.

"Qingyun Mountain has been established for a thousand years, and there are only two people who have been able to attain the Great Dao. One of them is the founder of the mountain, and the other is your father. He is a rare genius in cultivation, destined to embark on this path. Now he has already transcended the six realms and can travel freely in the three thousand worlds. Such people are rare in this continent, not to mention in the three thousand worlds."

Hearing Xuan Heng's words, Yan Shu was in awe of her stepfather. A genius that is rare in the world? If her stepfather were put in a cultivation novel, he would definitely be the hero.

Xuan Heng smiled and said, "You are his daughter, so your talent must be good. Maybe you can surpass your father in the future."

Yan Shu waved his hand: "Haha, I'm not interested in practicing."

Her ambition was very clear from the beginning. She had no ambition or desire. She just wanted to be a carefree person and live her life peacefully.

With a personality like hers, even if she becomes the heroine in a novel, it will definitely be a farming story, and she will definitely not be the heroine. However, her sickly mother is the type of heroine.

The two chatted for a while. Through Xuan Heng, Yan Shu had a new understanding of Yu Xuanji. She was looking forward to meeting her handsome father as soon as possible.

After leaving the main house, Xuan Heng stood in the corridor and glanced at the "Wife-Looking Stone" outside the courtyard gate.

"That boy cares so much about you, have you ever thought about how he would survive if you left in the future?"

Yan Shu's heart suddenly ached.

"Time can dilute everything. After I leave, he will have his own new life."

"People's hearts are treacherous, and love in the world is mixed with too many complicated factors, but it is not without true and pure feelings. Since ancient times, deep love has not lasted long. The separation of Yin and Yang is a relief for the dead, but it is indeed endless despair for the living. That boy is a pitiful person, you should have made plans earlier."

Yan Shu looked at the cheerful and upright figure in the white snow, and a hint of sadness flashed in his eyes.

"Thank you for your advice, senior. I understand."