Journey to the East: Toon tree spirit

In mid-September, Chang’an’s autumn is cool, and the small commercial street is bustling with people as usual. In Jingji Pastry Shop, Jing Chun is making pastries in the kitchen, and Lan Caihe is sitting in the cabinet in front of the window to collect money and sell pastries. From time to time, I gossip with Jing Chun or Mrs. Su, etc., and when I am in the mood, I will make an allegro, leisurely and leisurely.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth darkened without warning, silver lightning flashed in the sky and danced wildly, and the ground cracked and the house shook. With vertical fingers, he cast water polo to extinguish the crackling firewood, and flew out of the back room on his toes. When he reached the front door, he saw the small commercial street split north and south. Many passers-by on the street screamed and fell into the abyss. Between the ground and the ground is full of terror.

Taking a deep breath, Jing Chun saw that Mrs. Su was crushed under her steamed stuffed bun cart and was struggling to protect the crying Su Yang. Su Yang quickly took the two of them back to the pastry shop by the waist, with one hand, and knocked them out with his hand. After checking that the grandparents of the Su family were fine, he immediately cast a demon power barrier to cover the two of them.

Lan Caihe fell to the ground and stood up again, clutching the door frame to stabilize his figure, looked outside, was dumbfounded for a while, suppressed the fear welling up in his heart for a moment, used his inner strength to fly out of the window, and didn't pay attention to Jing Chun Only relying on martial arts, he tried his best to pull all the people who could be saved and threw them to a slightly safer place.

After ensuring the safety of the two, Jing Chun turned around and turned into a stream of light and flew towards the sky. With a thought, he transformed into a dignified Taoist figure, hanging in the air with a blue light all over his body. Countless colored threads were laid down, and each silk thread grabbed a person who entered the abyss and threw him to the place where the ground was not cracked, saving two to 3000 people in an instant, and then continued to produce silk regardless of the loss of demon power.

The disaster came and went quickly, half a quarter of an hour later, the earth healed, the gray clouds dissipated, Jing Chun's spiritual consciousness permeated the affected area, and the scene was shocking. I saw the west oblique corner of Chang'an City spreading along the axis of Xiaoshang Street and Yuelin Street , a total of five streets and seven mile houses collapsed, walls collapsed, and tens of thousands of people were injured. After a while, she closed her eyes and turned into a green light in a secluded place to return to her original state. After walking through two alleys, she returned to Jingji Pastry Shop. Before, hearing the crying and seeing the blood wounds, I couldn't help but feel sad.

Weak as an ant, life and death depend on the fate of the rich and the poor, but when the powerful need it, what they have becomes a cloud.

Lan Caihe was treating and bandaging the wound, when he heard the familiar footsteps, he looked up and saw Jing Chun's face was white and ugly. He expected that Jing Chun would consume too much internal energy to save people like him, so he was a little distressed. Jing Chun was a woman who wanted Jing Chun Chun went to rest, but seeing wounded people crying and howling all around, he felt pity, and said again: "Jing Chun... If it's okay, come and help me."

Jing Chun nodded, did not speak, went into the pastry shop, removed the barrier to wake up the grandparents of the Su family, took a stack of bowls from the back kitchen and went out with two buckets of water.

With Lan Caihe beside him, start the game panel, open the backpack, take out a bottle of fifth-order blood-enriching pill, pour out two pills, and put one pill in each bucket to dissolve. There is no demon power on the blood-enriching pill, and ordinary people can use it, but they don't know how effective it is.

Lan Caihe thought that Jing Chun was carrying water to wipe people's wounds, so he handed Jing Chun a piece of cloth, and saw Jing Chun take out the medicine bottle and put the medicine into the water, turned around, and tried his best to help the front The middle-aged man with an injured arm rolled up his sleeves and wondered, "Jing Chun, what kind of medicine do you take?"

The middle-aged man not only suffered several deep wounds on his arm, but was also pierced by a wooden thorn on his right thigh. His face was bloodless, his nose and tears flowed from the pain, he gasped and stared at his arm, raised his eyes and pleaded softly : "Young master, young master, lighten up... ah!"

"Just look at it." Jing Chun took the cloth strip and soaked it in water, knelt down and wiped the wound on the middle-aged man's arm. She hadn't wiped it a second time before she saw the man's arms squeezed together Several wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Not only the middle-aged man and Lan Caihe couldn't believe it, but even Jing Chun was a little dazed. How effective is the fifth-order blood-enriching pill?

"Fairy!" The middle-aged man came back to his senses, overjoyed, clasped his fists and thanked Jing Chun, "Fairy is very kind!" I thought that this arm would also cause some diseases after it was raised, but who knew that he was so lucky that he met Seeing the fairy, he only wiped his arm once, and the wound didn't hurt at all.

"No, no, no!" Jing Chun shook her head hastily, pointed at Lan Caihe and said with affirmative tone: "This is something from his family, if you want to thank him, thank him!" Just kidding, she will stay in the world for 10 years to look at Su When Yang grows up, her fame at this time does not benefit her at all, it will only force her to change her face and approach Su Yang again with a false face, which is too troublesome.

"Hey! You..." Lan Caihe didn't want to accept a pseudonym, and when he was about to refute, Jing Chun whispered in his ear: "You are a man, and it is a good thing to have a reputation, and it is easy to do things. I am a girl, and I will always I want to get married, and our husband's family here can hardly tolerate a woman like me who bears the reputation of a fairy, not to mention that there are only a few bottles of my family's heirloom medicine. If I can't get it out, disaster is imminent, we are friends, you can't watch me being coerced, can you?"

If Lan Caihe was an ordinary person, she would naturally not let Lan Caihe bear this name for her and plant possible disasters|roots, but Lan Caihe is destined to become a fairy, and a little fame in the human race will do more good than harm, take a step back and say Even if the troublesome god Cha Lancai and Weishan are true, it’s okay to push her back at that time, anyway, as long as she doesn’t have a reputation in the world that doesn’t match her current status, it’s fine if she has a bad reputation in heaven or among demons Good name doesn't matter.

Jing Chun's words were blocked by spells, and only Lan Caihe could hear them. The man saw the young man and woman in front of him touching their heads, and without thinking about it, he immediately cupped his fists at Lan Caihe and said, "You are so polite...

... "

Lan Caihe didn't know that Jing Chun was talking nonsense, felt that something was wrong but couldn't make sense of it for a while, hearing what Jing Chun said solemnly, it seemed reasonable, Jing Chun bumped his arm, so he could only smile at the middle-aged man. Nodding his head, acquiescing, feeling depressed, this is not his doing good deeds.

Jing Chun stuffed the cloth strip soaked in spiritual water into Lan Caihe's hands, motioned for Lan Caihe to wipe off the middle-aged man's legs as well, turned around and scooped up a bowl of water and held it in front of Lan Caihe, as if laying his hands down, waiting for the man The injury on the leg is also healed, stood up, and casually instructed the middle-aged man to help Lan Caihe save the wounded, turned around and saw the grandparents of the Su family walking out of the pastry shop, and asked, "Madam Su, are you okay?"

Mrs. Su supported her waist with one hand, and held Su Yang, who was covered in tears with blurry eyes, with the other hand, coughed, shook her head and said: "It's okay, my waist flashed, I just need to rest, I thank Mrs. Jing for saving my life." Saying that, she found a broken stool and sat down, and asked Su Yang to give Jing Chun a hand. In fact, she still had a few injuries on her legs, but those minor injuries were like standing on the street. The serious injuries of those who couldn't get up were too light compared to them.

Jing Chun scooped up a bowl of water and handed it to Su Yang who staggered towards her obediently. He held Su Yang's shoulders to make him turn around, and said to Mrs. Su: "You can rub this on the wound yourself."

The middle-aged man carried a bucket and followed Lan Caihe to help Jing Chun and Lan Caihe heal others with water. He deeply felt that this water was miraculous and should be hidden for spares or used by other people, but he also thought that the young man beside him was not a mortal but a fairy , he is greedy for water, he will be discovered by him, sending him to an official is a trivial matter, if he casts a spell on him, it will be unpredictable or even not worth the loss, so he dare not move around, and after a while, many people will not be mixed with other emotions With the pure words of thanks, my mood slowly changed, gradually I really wanted to help one by one, and I no longer wanted to save some delusions such as medicine.

Su Yang grinned foolishly, and according to what Jing Chun said, he took a wet cloth to wipe the wounds of the uncles, aunts, sisters, brothers, younger brothers, etc. who were not seriously injured. Seeing the uncomfortable people in front of him line up, he left with a smile after wiping, although he didn't know Even though he was still happy, he never got tired of it, even if his arms and legs were sore, he didn't say anything.

After dark, people kept begging for water, Jing Chun thought for a moment and greeted Lan Caihe, took Su Yang, who was stiff, and Mrs. Su back to Huangyu Street, and entered his yard, only to see Seeing the little Yangshu monster studying the chess situation, he couldn't feel Xiao Yu's aura, so he asked the little Yangshu monster, "Where's uncle?"

"Lord Xiao Yu left with the immortal."