After dressing as a double, I'm with the double

Jing Lankong carefully inspected Briquette's body and found that the left hind leg was broken and a piece of skin was torn from the abdomen.

Its small body was held in the palm of Jing Lankong's hand, motionless.

Jing Lankong couldn't hold back, tears flowed out all at once.

"Balley?" Jing Lankong choked up, hiccupped, and called the little guy's name in a trembling voice, "Ball? Little briquette? Wake up, briquette!"

Just when Jing Lankong was crying so much that he blew out snot bubbles, Coal Ball's small body shook.

"Ball!" Jing Lankong hurriedly leaned over to look at it, closing his breath, for fear that the briquette would be blown away in one breath.

The little guy lost too much blood and passed out.

At this time, awakened by Jing Lankong, it opened its big confused eyes, and looked at Jing Lankong innocently, completely unaware of what was wrong with it.

Jing Lankong's voice was tense, and he was still a little trembling when he spoke: "Balls?"

The coal ball "meowed" and struggled to stand up.

"Ancestor!" Jing Lankong exclaimed in shock, "Don't move, baby!"

Briquette tilted her head, and looked at Jing Lankong in a daze between confusion.

Jing Lankong held the briquettes carefully: "Honey, what did you do?"

After finishing speaking, I realized that the most important thing is to heal the briquette's injury as soon as possible.

Jing Lankong put the briquettes into the Lingquan pool, but as soon as he put them down, the briquettes' small body twitched and let out a short, delicate "woo".

Jing Lankong was so frightened that he hurriedly took out the coal ball, and was horrified to find that the injury on the coal ball was not only not healed, but also seemed to be more serious!

"How is this going?"

The coal ball rubbed against Jing Lankong's hand, then stretched out her small tongue and licked it, as if to comfort him.

Then the briquettes raised their heads and let out a "meow--", quite imposing.

I saw the gray mist surging not far away, and a thin wisp drifted over and penetrated into the body of the coal ball.

Jing Lankong watched helplessly as the briquettes inhaled the gray mist and recovered a little bit from the serious injuries caused by the spirit spring water.

Jing Lankong immediately looked at Huiwu thoughtfully, then at Lingquan Pool, and realized instantly that these two forces should be mutually restraining.

The coal ball is likely to be a creature born from the gray mist, so it can move freely in the gray fog; and the spirit spring pool and the power of the gray mist are incompatible, so not only cannot heal the coal ball, but also hurt it.

Jing Lankong glanced at the small space he had, and had a guess in his heart: it may be because of the existence of Lingquan Pool that there is such a space for his activities and survival.

After figuring it out, Jing Lankong tentatively put the briquettes on the edge of the gray fog. The little guy didn't struggle, but just looked at him obediently.

After squatting beside the briquettes for a while to observe, the little guy seemed to be in better spirits, so he was relieved.

only……

"Why did you get injured all of a sudden?" Jing Lankong frowned. If the space is not safe, how can he safely put coal balls here in the future?

But the briquettes can't be taken out, which is a completely unsolvable problem.

Just as he was thinking about it, Jing Lankong suddenly realized something was wrong, he got up and ran to the edge of the Lingquan pool, and looked inside, it really wasn't his illusion!

I saw a red unknown fruit falling by the Lingquan pool, Jing Lankong was very sure that there was absolutely no such thing before.

Jing Lankong reached out and picked up the red fruit, then turned to look at the briquettes who were licking their fur: "Could it be briquettes?"

Apart from myself who can freely enter and exit in the space, there are only briquettes left, so where did the briquettes find the red fruit and throw them in?

Could the briquette injury have something to do with the red fruit?

But what do briquettes look for fruit for?

The briquette that licked a few times saw Jing Lankong pick up the fruit, looked left and right but refused to eat it, and immediately "meowed".

Jing Lankong heard the call of coal balls, and ran over quickly: "What's the matter, baby? Does the wound hurt?"

The briquettes rubbed against Jing Lankong with his short legs, and Jing Lankong quickly picked it up: "What do you want to do?"

The coal ball stretched out its small paws to grab the red fruit, and Jing Lankong saw its intention and handed the fruit to it.

The coal ball pushed the red fruit with its small paws, and then looked at the mirror blue sky.

Jing Lankong looked at the little guy in disbelief, feeling that the little guy was extremely spiritual: "Is this for me?"

Briquette: "Meow--"

Jing Lankong gently rubbed its cheeks with his fingers: "Thank you, I like it very much. But, you are not allowed to pick fruit in the future, do you understand?"

The coal ball stopped meowing now, and rubbed the blue sky with its small head.

Jing Lankong narrowed his eyes, seeing the cuteness of the little guy, instead he smiled angrily: "Are you planning not to listen to me?"

The coal ball looked up at the mirror blue sky, her beautiful eyes didn't blink, and then fell into his palm.

Jing Lankong saw that preaching didn't work, so he began to pretend to be pitiful and soft: "Ah-Ball, it's my brother who hurt you and hurts you!"

The briquette became anxious immediately, but it couldn't speak human words, so it could only meow meow.

Finally, hesitating, he nodded his head slightly.

Jing Lankong tugged on the soft ears of the coal ball: "It's a deal! Don't let yourself get hurt again in the future."

After finishing speaking, he put down the briquettes gently, got up and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, Jing Lankong looked at the space for a while, why did he feel that the space seemed a little bigger?

Delusion?

Jing Lankong beckoned, a soft ruler flew out of the storage box, and then began to measure the size.

Jing Lankong looked at the number on the soft ruler, and muttered to himself: "It's really five centimeters longer, what's going on?"

It has been more than ten years, and the space has not expanded at all. Could it be the influence of another world?

Jing Lankong couldn't think of the reason for the time being, so he could only put this question aside and prepare to find time to study it later.

Before leaving, Jing Lankong threw a few water-attribute spirit stones into the spirit spring pool to see if it could absorb it.

"Baby, take care of your wounds!" Jing Lankong said, and his figure disappeared from the space.

Not long after he left, Yan Wenxing came to look for him.

"Junior Brother Lan Kong, I'm here to help you pack your things." Yan Wenxing started to shout when he was downstairs.

Jing Lankong came out of the room, leaned on the railing and glanced down: "Senior Brother Yan!"

Yan Wenxing didn't take the stairs, but jumped up directly.

Facing the senior brother who cared about him, Jing Lankong said kindly, "There's nothing to clean up, I'll just do it myself."

"Harmful." Yan Wenxing waved his hand, "Didn't you meet with senior brother?"

Jing Lankong smiled, turned around and asked the senior brother to enter the room.

Yan Wenxing glanced at Jing Lankong's hand: "What are you holding?"

Jing Lankong was taken aback for a moment, looked down, and then realized that he was still holding the red fruit brought out from the space.

"I don't know what this is, brother, help me to see, have you seen this kind of fruit?" Jing Lankong said and handed over the red fruit.

Yan Wenxing took a closer look at the fruit: "It seems to be Guiyuan fruit, but..." Guiyuan fruit is obviously light pink, and this one is clearly deep red.

Jing Lankong had never heard of such a thing: "Guiyuan fruit? What's the use?"

Yan Wenxing was still observing the red Guiyuan fruit, and casually replied to Jing Lankong: "Oh, it is used for healing and restoring vitality."

Something suddenly flashed in Jing Lankong's mind: "Healing?"

He pondered for a moment, then suddenly realized: "Heal!"

Yan Wenxing was startled by Jing Lankong's sudden voice, and looked up: "Yes, healing, what's wrong?"

Jing Lankong shook his head: "It's okay."

He remembered that when he left the space last time, he casually said that he was injured. Could it be that the coal ball remembered it at that time, and then found himself the Guiyuan fruit for healing?

Therefore, most of the injuries on it were caused by finding Gui Yuanguo.

While Jing Lankong was moved, he thought that the temperament of "a drop of water will be repaid by a spring" is the same as that of Lou Yubi!

Touched and moved, Jing Lankong discovered a blind spot——Can the briquettes understand human speech?

Jing Lankong was stunned with mixed feelings in his heart.

"Junior Brother Lankong, where do we start to clean up?" Yan Wenxing put down Guiyuan Fruit, turned his head and found that Jing Lankong was in a daze, and waved his hand in front of the opponent's eyes, "Junior Brother?"

"Ah?" Jing Lankong regained his composure and looked at Yan Wenxing, "What did senior brother just say?"

Yan Wenxing threw Guiyuan fruit up and down in his hand: "I said where to start cleaning... No, why are you in a daze? Is there anything you can't figure out?"

Jing Lankong subconsciously expressed the question in his heart: "What kind of small animal can understand human speech?"

Yan Wenxing wasn't surprised at all: "Be smart."

Jing Lankong: "..."

Oh, I forgot that this is the world of cultivating immortals, the kind with demons.

So his kitty is a cat demon?

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Since Yan Shu returned from stealing things from Jing Lankong last time without success, he has been relentless, so he went to find his senior brother Nan Gongzhao.

Nan Gongzhao was feeling irritable because of the hemorrhage. When he saw Yan Shu, he was impatient to deal with him. Who knew that the other party would say such a shocking thing.

"You said that Jing Lankong hid someone in his room?"

Yan Shu nodded fearfully: "Yes, senior brother, you also know that Jing Lankong was injured. At that time, I was kind enough to visit him, but who knows who is hiding in his room, so he didn't say anything Take a shot at me, if I didn't run fast, I'm afraid I would be seriously injured by the mysterious person in the dark."

Yan Shu was afraid of losing face, so he lied, hiding how he kowtowed and begged for mercy.

Upon hearing this, Nan Gongzhao thought that he had been angered by Jing Lankong, and now he just had an excuse to vent his anger in the past, so he agreed to Yan Shu to go there.

Yan Shu secretly rejoiced, with the senior brother accompanying him, the mysterious person must not be a good person. If the other party dares to attack the senior brother, he will definitely make a big fuss. If he dares to sneak into their Qianyuan gate, don't even think about going out easily!

Of course, it would be even better if the mysterious person hiding in Jing Lankong's room had already left, and he would have another chance to steal...borrow things from Jing Lankong.

Nan Gongzhao took Yan Shu to find Jing Lankong.

When the two arrived, Jing Lankong was packing up his things, when he looked up and saw two uninvited guests, he frowned coldly.

Nan Gongzhao cut to the chase and said, "Jing Lankong, someone reported that you brought an outsider into the Qianyuan Gate, why don't you hand them over?"

Jing Lankong glanced over inexplicably: "Get lost."

Yan Shu's eyes widened immediately: "You are disrespectful to senior brother!"

Jing Lankong looked at Nangong Zhao and smiled: "I am now a disciple of Yaofeng, he is not my elder brother."

Seeing Jing Lankong's smile, Nangong Zhao remembered the severe pain of being smashed through the bone nail with an axe, and his body couldn't help shaking.

Nan Gongzhao said impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense, quickly hand over the person hiding in your room."

At this time, Yan Wenxing walked out of the inner room while rolling up his sleeves: "Who is hiding?"

Nan Gongzhao met Yan Wenxing's gaze, why is he here?A bad premonition suddenly appeared in my heart.

Sure enough, Yan Wenxing took out a picture stone: "Come on, repeat what you just said."

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