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Standing by the bed, Jun Molin stared at the person on the bed beside him for a moment, as if to make sure if what he said was a joke, but... Ling Ziqing's expression was cold and serious, and he didn't mean to be joking at all, Jun Mo Lin was a little uncertain about him, but he also opened his mouth and replied: "Marriage means two people who have nothing to do with each other, live together, and stay with each other for the rest of their lives."

For a moment, Ling Ziqing suddenly nodded and hummed, then ignored Jun Molin who was standing aside, lay down and pulled the quilt to cover himself.

Jun Molin was even more confused.

So did he get it or not?

What does hmm mean?

Jun Molin didn't have time to ask because Ling Ziqing had already fallen asleep.

Because of this affair, Jun Molin wanted to leave, and now that Ling Ziqing had woken up, although his body was still very weak, he was no longer able to stay in bed like before. The mind to leave became more and more determined, and when Jun Molin told Uncle Geng about his decision to leave, he even asked Uncle Geng to blame himself, Jun Molin's good explanation did not let Uncle Geng feel relieved, and he just said In the evening, he wanted to cook a delicious meal for the two of them as a farewell, and Jun Molin didn't object, but when he went back to the house and talked to Ling Ziqing, Jun Molin didn't expect Ling Ziqing to lose his temper.

"Why don't you go?" Jun Molin said, "Uncle Geng kindly took us in for so long, and now he kindly prepared a farewell meal for us, we all..."

"No..." Before Jun Molin could finish speaking, Ling Ziqing said again.

Jun Molin took a deep breath and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Ask again, whether to go or not?"

"No" was the same answer as before, Jun Molin didn't speak this time, and directly grabbed Ling Ziqing and pressed him on the bed, and then slapped him on the buttocks: "Are you going or not!" Jun Molin seems really angry

Ling Ziqing received a slap, and immediately blushed, completely out of shame and anger: "You! You hit me!"

"What's the matter with hitting?" Jun Molin scolded in a deep voice, "You can't even hit if you don't have the most basic etiquette!"

"You! You!" Ling Ziqing became angry with embarrassment: "You bastard!"

"I can do even more stupid things!" Jun Molin squinted his eyes suddenly, and his voice was extremely low: "Ask again, are you going!?"

Ling Ziqing was held down by him, and received a few more slaps on the buttocks, his face was flushed red, he wanted to struggle, his body was still weak and his strength was not enough at all, the corners of his eyes were reddened with anxiety, and he responded in a low voice after a while :"go……"

"That's right." Jun Molin was satisfied, but when he looked down at Ling Ziqing like this, Jun Molin felt that he had a headache again.

It was because of him that he realized that he seemed to be angry and beat... the old ancestor!

Feeling guilty, Jun Molin hurriedly let go of his hand, and pulled Ling Ziqing up: "Cough that... old ancestor, I just..."

Ling Ziqing pursed his lips, frowned, and glared at him with a resentful look on his face. The reddish corners of his eyes, his slightly puffed cheeks, and his angry look made Jun Molin's heart skip a beat. I forgot to say anything.

Ling Ziqing was sulking alone, and slapped Jun Molin's hand away, then turned to face the wall, sitting cross-legged like an old monk in meditation: "Call me again when the time comes!"

Well, listening to this tone, Jun Molin knew that the old ancestor was angry, but the appearance of this person's anger was completely different from what Jun Molin thought... It was so hard that Ling Ziqing shouldn't have slapped the table and got up and yelled at himself Dao: You rebellious and unworthy descendant!Even your ancestors dare to fight!of it?

Is there something wrong?

Staring suspiciously at Ling Ziqing's thoughtful back for a while, Jun Molin smiled lightly and shook his head, opened the door and went out to buy things.

If you don’t understand it, then don’t do it for now.

If you want to leave here, you need those means of transportation. Ling Ziqing's current body can't go far. A mortal carriage is a must-have thing. Jun Molin also studied it carefully before. Ling Ziqing's current body wants to heal. , a large number of Lingzhu Xiancao is indispensable, so it seems that the only place they can go is Wuji Mountain.

At first glance, Wuji Mountain sounds like a place where a certain sect is located in the rivers and lakes. In fact, there is a sect of cultivating immortals hidden here. Although it is not a famous sect, it is better than Wuji Mountain. He took Ling Ziqing to try to see if he could find any useful herbs, but the journey was quite a long way.

With such a plan, Jun Molin did not tell Lingziqing clearly, but after preparing the things needed on the road, seeing that it was almost dinner time, Jun Molin went back to the room and dragged Lingziqing out .

Xu Shi has been in seclusion alone for many years, and the raised Ling Ziqing is cold-tempered and even seldom talks. When he looked at Uncle Geng with a warm smile and a simple and honest face, Ling Ziqing still had a cold face, and he had no intention of speaking at all. It was he who didn't know what to say at all, but he made Uncle Geng feel terrified, thinking seriously that he didn't seem to have provoked him.

Jun Molin saw the situation, chuckled, and came out to smooth things over: "Uncle Geng, don't mind, brother has always been cold and reticent, but in fact he has no malicious intentions."

Uncle Geng nodded and smiled: "It's okay, it's okay, you guys are here, let's start eating."

Uncle Geng's family doesn't have many people, apart from his wife and younger brother, there is only a five-year-old son. In order to "farewell" Uncle Geng to Jun Molin, a table of dishes is not so rich, but the taste is very pure and attractive.

Jun Molin took Ling Ziqing to his seat, and Uncle Geng spread the bowls and chopsticks for the two of them, and then greeted them to have a meal. Jun Molin wore a faint smile the whole time, elegantly and calmly.Ling Ziqing sat aside but said nothing, just stared at the things on the table with lowered eyelids.Because his aura was too cold, no one at the table looked at him, and only dared to secretly look at him, but Uncle Geng couldn't bear it and asked Jun Molin, "Little brother Jun, your elder brother!" ...Do you not like my cooking?"

Jun Molin smiled softly and sighed: "Uncle Geng is worrying too much, he doesn't have that intention." As he spoke, Jun Molin took the chopsticks, picked up the vegetables and put them in Ling Ziqing's bowl, and smiled at Ling Ziqing: "Brother, Uncle Geng specially made it for us, you should eat more."

As soon as Ling Ziqing turned her head, she saw Jun Molin squinting her eyes slightly with displeasure, and then Ling Ziqing remembered the scene when he had his ass pumped in the morning, and her face darkened immediately, although she didn't speak, but fortunately ...Finally moved the chopsticks...

It's just that when the chopsticks went down, they almost pierced the bottom of the bowl!

Everyone looked even more frightened.

Uncle Geng collected his attention, let out a low breath, stared at Ling Ziqing again and began to size up: "Speaking of which, little brother Jun, it's been so long and I still don't know what your brother's name is?"

"he……"

The "Old Ancestor" who had been silent all this time suddenly opened his mouth, and as a result, he choked a whole table of people as soon as he spoke.

Geng's sister-in-law looked at him in surprise: "Old... old ancestor?"

Ling Ziqing looked up, but her cool eyes seemed to be asking: Is there any problem?

Geng's sister-in-law's heart trembled and she stopped talking.

Jun Molin was also stunned, and couldn't help turning his head to look at Ling Ziqing, it seemed that the weird feeling facing Ling Ziqing had become more and more obvious these days.

Uncle Geng choked for a long time, and when he came back to his senses, he began to invite everyone to eat, and he didn't ask any more questions about Ling Ziqing, so that Jun Molin didn't even have a chance to explain.

After finishing the meal, Uncle Geng called Jun Molin to stop, and glanced at Ling Ziqing who was waiting in the distance, Uncle Geng hesitated, with a sympathetic expression on his face: "Brother Jun, I think your elder brother seems to be better than you." Not a few years older, why do you feel that he seems to have something...?"

"Then what?" Jun Molin was startled for a moment before realizing it.

Uncle Geng let out a long sigh, and patted Jun Molin on the shoulder: "It's really hard for you to take care of such a brother, and it's lucky that he has a brother like you!"

Jun Molin felt so dumbfounded that he couldn't speak.

After resting overnight, Jun Molin took Ling Ziqing into the carriage and left Hongye Village in the early morning of the next day without disturbing Uncle Geng's family. Before leaving, Jun Molin touched five taels of silver and put it in the house As a gift of thanks.I don't know the existence of the way of cultivating immortals, this world is actually very simple, and most of the folk customs are simple, but some places may have lost this precious thing long ago.

Jun Molin didn't know who the young man he met on the mountain was, it's just that his behavior, which completely obeyed the rules of ordinary people, made it more difficult to find. Seeing him, even the man in Tsing Yi couldn't find him after reporting his situation to the teacher. The current Jun Molin took an elder brother who was considered by Uncle Geng to have a problem head all the way to the northwest.

After cultivating in Xumiding for a long time, Zhuifeng's injury has healed. At this time, he shrunk his body and stayed in the carriage with Lingziqing, flicking his transparent wolf tail like a dog. Lingziqing was lame. Eyebrow looked at it, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Zhuifeng, throwing him to Jun Molin's side.

"What's wrong?" Jun Molin seemed taken aback.

Zhuifeng was thrown dizzy, and his voice was pitiful: "The ancestor threw me out"

Jun Molin smiled lightly, touched Zhuifeng's head, turned around and opened the curtain behind him, only to see Ling Ziqing sitting cross-legged, with his eyes lightly closed as if he was calmly adjusting his breath, no wonder he threw Zhuifeng out, Looking up at the sky in the distance, Jun Molin sighed lowly, and said to Zhui Feng, "It's getting late anyway, let's rest here for a night first." He tightened the reins and stopped the carriage .

Zhuifeng, who had been tossed to death, suddenly regained his spirits: "Then can I catch rabbits and eat them?"

"Go." Jun Molin patted Chase Feng, let him go hunting by himself, turned to look at Ling Ziqing in the carriage, he still looked the same.

Jun Molin didn't call him, he just got out of the carriage and went to collect firewood to make a fire. Although Zhuifeng was young, he was a good hunter, and he brought two hares, a pheasant, and a wolf in less than half a cup of tea. The tiger with its tail swung stared at Jun Molin vigorously. Jun Molin knew what he meant when he glanced at him. At that time, the pheasant and hare had already been dealt with by Zhuifeng with demon power.Jun Molin chuckled, patted Zhuifeng's head, and then roasted the pheasant and hare.

It was already dark when the work was over, but Ling Ziqing remained silent in the carriage.

"Master..." Zhuifeng stood by the campfire, staring at the barbecue on the fire rack, wagging his tail.

Jun Molin patted his head, walked towards the carriage without saying a word, but when he opened the curtain, Jun Molin was startled.

"Ancestor!"

In the carriage, Ling Ziqing was limp on the ground, his face was pale, his eyes were closed tightly, the corner of his mouth was stained with blood, even on the lapel of his chest.

Jun Molin hurriedly picked him up and felt for his pulse. Ling Ziqing's pulse seemed to be even more chaotic. At this moment, Jun Molin carefully stared at him fainting in his arms. Even if Jun Molin had no cultivation base, at this time I can also vaguely see that Ling Ziqing's situation...has actually...had retreated from the Nascent Soul cultivator to the early stage of Foundation Establishment...!