On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Back in the courtyard, Yan Ruyu gave the old files to Huo Changhe, but Huo Changhe didn't even have the desire to look through them.

"You don't need to look at these. They are of no use at all. If they are useful, they won't be shown to us."

Yan Ruyu stood behind him and patted his shoulder: "Get some rest. No matter how angry you are, you have to sleep for a while. Maybe something will happen tomorrow."

Huo Changhe held her hand: "Fortunately."

Fortunately, the person who was kidnapped was not her, otherwise Huo Changhe would really be crazy now.

Just thinking about it makes me feel heartbroken.

It was a bit selfish to think like this, but Huo Changhe was sincerely glad. He thought that when he found Li Jingyao, he would no longer bully Li Jingyao.

Li Jingyao sneezed.

I was confused for a while, but now I woke up and no longer felt sleepy.

To his surprise, the old Taoist priest opposite him woke up.

The old Taoist priest must be in his seventies and has many wrinkles. He must have been locked up here for a long time, because he looks more haggard and older. His beard has turned gray and his clothes are old and tattered.

When Li Jingyao saw that he was awake, he didn't know what to say.

The old Taoist priest glanced at him, nodded slightly, and said nothing.

Li Jingyao always reminded himself that now he is a woman and cannot speak. He has not taken the voice-changing pills. If he is forced to speak with a pinched voice, he might as well just pretend to be mute.

Just as he was thinking about how the mute could communicate and asked where the old Taoist priest was from, it turned out that the young Taoist priest who had fainted also woke up.

But his condition is indeed not good. Even if he wakes up, his consciousness is confused.

The old Taoist priest helped him up and said softly: "Ji Ming."

Ji Ming Taoist groaned, seeming to be very uncomfortable.

The old Taoist priest had no choice but to say in a low voice with pain on his face: "Don't worry, I will recite the mantra for you after you go."

Li Jingyao: "..." What kind of comforting words are these!

Li Jingyao touched the pills on his body. In addition to the ones Yan Ruyu gave him to detoxify and treat injuries, he also had some life-saving elixirs of his own.

He was in charge of the water village. To put it mildly, he was the leader of the village. In fact, in the eyes of the world, he was still a bandit. It was common for him to be injured and attacked.

He took out one pill, went to the young Taoist priest, pointed at him, and handed the medicine to the old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, and his originally cloudy eyes flashed with a glimmer of light.

"Thank you, thank you madam!"

Li Jingyao: "..."

If the medicine is swallowed, not only it will take effect immediately, but at least it will not kill you in a short period of time, but you can also regain some consciousness.

Not long after, Taoist Jiming came to his senses.

The old Taoist priest was overjoyed and knew that Li Jingyao's medicine was extraordinary.

"Thank you madam," the old Taoist priest said thanks again, "I wonder why madam is here?"

Li Jingyao felt really heartbroken when he heard him calling her one after another. He waved his hand and pointed at his throat.

"Ma'am, can't you speak?" The old Taoist priest's face was full of regret, "I don't know, I'm sorry."

Li Jingyao was about to wave his hand when the old Taoist priest suddenly remembered something: "Ji Ming is my disciple. He can sign language. Madam, if you have anything to say to him."

Li Jingyao: "..." I don't even know sign language.

He waved his hand. The old Taoist priest thought for a while and then Ji Ming said, "Master, maybe Madam just injured her throat and doesn't know sign language."

"That's it," the old Taoist priest said seriously, "Madam, don't worry, the poor monk will recite sutras for you."

Li Jingyao was silent for a moment, nodded, pointed at him, and then at the young Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest asked: "You are asking, who are we? Why are we here?"

Before Li Jingyao could respond, he sighed and said, "We are the Taoist priests in this temple."

Li Jingyao was stunned, this view? Is he in a Taoist temple at this time? A Taoist temple outside the city?

I feel a little happy. If this is the case, King Zhennan and the others will come sooner or later, and then they can cooperate with each other inside and outside!

The old Taoist priest looked slightly surprised, but also seemed to be thinking, and asked guessingly: "Do you think, why are we, Taoist priests, locked up here?"

Li Jingyao nodded.

"Pindao was originally the master of the temple. Our place is popular here, but there are not many of us. It is not a problem to live safely. But one day, disaster fell from the sky. A group of bad guys came to the temple and killed several of my disciples. My master and disciple are imprisoned here."

The old Taoist priest talked about his sadness and sighed: "Until now, I don't know where I caused this unreasonable disaster."

Li Jingyao also sighed. In fact, sometimes there is no reason. Maybe it's not a reason, but it's the right thing to do.

Just as I was about to ask more about those people, I suddenly heard some movement.

He returned to his original position and sat down, and the two Taoist priests stopped talking.

The secret door opened, and a man walked in, carrying a food box in his hand. It contained not food, but a medicine jar.

Li Jingyao's hair was disheveled and he deliberately covered part of his face. The visitor didn't look at him, let alone notice that he was awake.

"Old man, come here and drink medicine!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Li Jingyao heard that this was one of the people who had been here before.

The old Taoist priest moved slowly, took the medicine bowl, and swallowed it in several mouthfuls.

The man smiled and hummed: "Drink the medicine well, live well, and don't die easily."

"What about that, are you still alive?"

The old Taoist priest lowered his head and said, "If you are still alive, give him some."

"Feed him yourself." The man said impatiently.

What was explained above was that the old Taoist priest should not die. It didn't matter to others. If the old Taoist priest hadn't protected him, the young man would have died long ago.

The old Taoist priest poured a bowl of medicine for Ji Ming. This was a tonic to strengthen the body. Both of them could drink it.

Taoist Ji Ming struggled: "Master, I will do it myself."

"Hey, you woke up today? It's really strange," the man sighed, "It seems that this medicine is useful. It can not only help people feel refreshed, but also save lives."

His tone was joking, and the words didn't really sound like nice words.

Li Jingyao was a little worried that the old Taoist priest would subconsciously say that he was the one who gave the medicine.

Unexpectedly, the old Taoist priest pursed his lips and said nothing. Taoist Ji Ming said: "It is indeed your medicine that is good."

Neither the master nor the disciple mentioned Li Jingyao's medication.

Li Jingyao remembered this man's appearance and thought that he would have to teach him a lesson when he got out.

After drinking the medicine, the man did not leave, but walked slowly towards Li Jingyao.

Li Jingyao thought he found out that he was pretending to sleep, so he stopped pretending and moved.

The man leaned over and wanted to take a closer look at Li Jingyao.

However, his hair was messy and he tilted his head deliberately, so he couldn't see clearly. He only felt that his skin was fair and delicate, and the corners of his eyebrows were slightly raised. He didn't look like a white flower.

interesting.

The man stretched out his hand to touch Li Jing'er's face, pinched his chin and forced him to turn his head.

Li Jingyao suppressed the nausea in his heart, thinking that if he really dared to reach out and touch himself, he would definitely not be able to protect himself.

Just at this moment, the old Taoist priest said: "What, this lady can't speak and has a throat problem, please don't touch her."

The man stopped and looked back at him: "How do you know?"

"Mrs. Cai woke up just now," Ji Ming said. "She didn't look well. My master asked her something, but she didn't answer and pointed at her throat. She probably couldn't speak."