Mortals cultivating immortality and the fate of immortal jade

With the help of several outer disciples, Yunmeng's bed was quickly moved over.

The small bed made of peach wood is small and exquisite, and the quilt on it is embroidered with flowers, birds, insects and fish. Others can tell at a glance that this is a woman's bed.

Amidst the laughter of a group of outer disciples, the bed was placed in the quiet room.

Yunmeng blushed and helped Qifeng help Lin Mu lie down on the bed.

Lin Mu was covered in dust and mess. As soon as he lay down on it, the brightly colored bedding was stained. Yun Menghun didn't care, as if the bed belonged to someone else.

After Lin Mu settled down, Qi Feng smiled and said to Yun Meng, "I'll leave him to you. You have to take good care of him."

Yunmeng lowered his head, his face as red as a ripe apple, and said softly: "Yes."

Qi Feng deliberately pretended not to hear clearly and said with a smile: "You said you don't want to? Oh, forget it, I'll find someone else."

A thick-looking male disciple next to him also started shouting: "If you don't want to, just let me do it instead."

Yun Meng hurriedly said: "Yes, yes."

Everyone laughed.

Qifeng didn't want to tease her anymore, so he smiled and said, "Then you can take care of him here."

After saying that, he led the outer disciples out of Lin Mu's small courtyard and closed the door before leaving.

Yunmeng watched the courtyard door close tightly and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. There used to be a lot of people making noises here, and she didn't think it was anything. Now that she was the only one here, she felt awkward and even a little embarrassed. Although Lin Mu was unconscious and sleeping motionless on the bed, she still felt embarrassed.

Lin Mu's clothes were in tatters, and his chest was seriously injured. Yunmeng wanted to change into clean clothes for him, but she finally found Lin Mu's change of clothes in the other two rooms, but she was too embarrassed to change them for him.

After hesitating for a long time, he still didn't dare to take action.

She felt that Lin Mu's wound should not be touched, otherwise it would definitely be very painful.

Let's wait until his injury stabilizes before changing. she thought.

Yunmeng went to the courtyard to fetch a basin of water, soaked her silk handkerchief in water, and carefully wiped off the dust on Lin Mu's face.

After washing away the dust on her face, Lin Mu's rather handsome face appeared clearly in front of her.

Another blush appeared on her face, Xia Fei's cheeks.

After washing Lin Mu, she wanted to clean several of Lin Mu's houses, but after she picked up the broom, she realized that Lin Mu's house was clean, tidy, spotless, and completely different from the residences of other male disciples. . She had to put down the broom.

Arriving at the bedside, Yunmeng secretly looked at Lin Mu, and the green jade pendant around his neck attracted her attention.

Yunmeng gently picked up the jade pendant and looked at it for a moment. He found nothing unusual and found that it was just an ordinary jade pendant.

She gently put down the jade pendant.

…

At dawn, Lin Mu woke up from his sleep.

There were bursts of pain in his chest, reminding him how dangerous the fierce battle yesterday was.

He couldn't help but feel scared, he almost never saw his parents again.

At this time, he realized that it was yesterday's "Geng Jin Jue" that had the effect. Otherwise, he would not be lying in bed peacefully at this moment.

On the bed? He was startled.

There was never a bed in his residence, so he had to deal with it randomly when sleeping.

This is where? He looked around and found that this was clearly his residence, in a quiet room.

Lin Mu hurriedly checked his neck and found that the jade pendant was still there, and felt relieved.

Just as he relaxed, Lin Mu suddenly became nervous again. He noticed that he was lying on a beautifully crafted peach wood bed, and the bedding under him was still exuding fragrance.

This is a woman's bed!

Damn it!

He was actually saved by a woman, now he was in trouble.

Now he only wants to build his foundation and has no interest in women. The life and death battle with Ma Huayuan made him full of desire for strength. The feeling of imminent death at that moment made his hair stand on end. He did not want to repeat this experience again.

Lin Mu was thinking wildly, his mind was so messed up that he almost forgot about the pain in his chest.

Before I could think of a countermeasure, the door of the quiet room creaked and someone gently pushed it open from the outside.

A girl of fifteen or sixteen years old walked in with a bowl of steaming porridge. When she saw Lin Mu waking up, she panicked and almost stopped holding the bowl in her hand, holding it tightly in her hands.

Lin Mu saw that she was a little girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, and felt relieved. It turned out that she was overthinking.

Yunmeng came to the bedside with the porridge and said with a smile: "Brother, this is the porridge I cooked for you. You can drink it while it's hot."

Lin Mu endured the pain and reached out to pick up the porridge, his face twitching with laughter: "Thank you, junior sister?"

Yunmeng smiled sweetly: "I am Yunmeng. Seeing that my senior brother was seriously injured and there was no one to take care of him, I volunteered to come here."

Lin Mu smiled painfully and said, "That's too troublesome for Junior Sister."

Yun Meng saw that he was smiling unnaturally, with pain on his face, and said with a smile: "Brother, let me feed you."

Lin Mu raised his arm and felt the pain in his chest was unbearable. He put down his hand and said with a helpless smile: "Thank you, junior sister."

Yunmeng fed Lin Mu porridge spoonful by spoonful. The fragrant millet porridge was delicious.

Lin Mu felt warm in his heart and almost burst into tears. He suddenly remembered that when he left home, his mother cooked a bowl of porridge as a farewell meal for him. In that famine era, a bowl of gruel was enough for the whole family for two days. His parents smiled and watched him finish the gruel, and then sent him to Qianyu Jianmen.

Since coming to Qianyu Sword Sect, he has never experienced this feeling again. What he suffered was ridicule and even oppression by everyone. I lived cautiously every day, focusing on cultivation. I never had any fun, and all I had was boundless loneliness and a cold heart.

This bowl of millet porridge brought out Lin Mu's bitterness. He couldn't help himself, and big tears rolled down and flowed into the steaming millet porridge.

Yunmeng panicked for a moment. She didn't understand what she had done wrong. Her eyes filled with mist and she asked, "Brother, what's wrong with you? Doesn't this porridge taste good?"

Lin Mu stopped crying: "The porridge is delicious. It reminds me of some sad past events. Junior sister, don't be offended."

Yunmeng wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said with a smile: "Senior brother, don't think so much, just rest in peace and recover first."

Lin Mu nodded and said, "Yes." He drank his porridge and said nothing.

After finishing a bowl, Lin Mu asked: "Is there anything more?"

Yunmeng smiled and said: "Yes, I will serve it to you again."

Lin Mu drank three bowls in a row. Yun Meng smiled and watched Lin Mu finish the drink with a satisfied look on his face. In fact, she herself hasn't had a drop of water since yesterday, but she has obviously forgotten this.

After eating, Yunmeng went to wash the dishes, while Lin Mu lay on the bed, thinking in his mind.

There were knocks on the door from outside the courtyard, awakening Lin Mu.

Yunmeng hurriedly opened the door and found that it was the disciples from yesterday.

Seeing Yun Meng come out to open the door, they all smiled and said, "Senior Brother Lin Mu is already up."

Yunmeng's face turned red, turned around, let them in, and said softly: "Get up already."

The outer disciples went straight to the quiet room and found that Lin Mu had indeed woken up and was sitting on the bed watching them.

All the disciples said hello one after another: "Senior brother, you are up. How are you feeling today?"

Lin Mu stood up slightly and said with a smile: "Much better. He will recover after resting for a while. Thank you all for coming to visit."

"Where, where."

"It should, it should."

…

Everyone agreed, and some even advised Lin Mu: "Senior brother, don't move. You are injured, so there is no need to be so polite."

Lin Mu stopped insisting and lay peacefully on the bed, chatting with the disciples.

Everyone was afraid of disturbing Lin Mu's rest, so they chatted for a while and then left one after another. Before leaving, they quietly left the gifts they brought.

Some people sent supplements, some people sent clothes, and some people sent a bottle of Qinghuo Dan!

Although the Qinghuo Pill is only a first-grade product, its quantity is not large and it can be considered rare. Lin Mu was deeply moved and lamented that now everyone in the family knew him.

As soon as this group of people left, within half an hour, another group of people came to visit.

Lin Mu smiled and greeted them warmly.

Before they left, they all left gifts.

Throughout the day, six waves of people came to visit.

During this period, Gu Chen and Zhang Ruoxu also came respectively, comforted Lin Mu, and then left in a hurry.

When Lin Mu waited until later, he felt that the smile on his face had frozen and his face was sore. Throughout the whole day, he laughed more times than before.

It's just that among so many smiles, few are real, most of them are perfunctory.

The disciples who came to visit all knew it well, but they just understood each other in their hearts and didn't say it verbally.

Lin Mu understood deeply that so many people came to visit him just because he was the one who survived.

If he was the one who died unfortunately, no one would care about him at this moment.

Everything is so cruel, people only compliment the winners, and the losers are destined to be ignored.

This is the law of survival in the world of cultivation.