Ling Jing was teasing under the tree for about a quarter of an hour. Suddenly, his brows moved slightly and he opened his eyes. From time to time, he heard the choking sounds of Hengshan disciples in his ears, and he couldn't help but sigh softly.
As before, all the Hengshan disciples were just surrounding Master Dingjing's body. The Six Divine Masters, Yihe, who usually had the most fiery temper and had the most ideas, could not help but fall silent with red eyes at this moment.
"There is no way to go on like this." Ling Jing stood up from under the tree and walked a few steps in front of the disciples at Mount Heng.
If these Hengshan disciples don't arrive in Fuzhou City for a day, the escort mission will not be completed for a day, and it will be difficult for him to deal with other things.
Now that his two close friends are still in dire straits, he naturally cannot spend too much time with the Hengshan Sect.
"Cough!" Ling Jing walked up to these Hengshan disciples, but they didn't notice it yet and immediately coughed lightly.
Some of the female disciples finally turned their heads. The leading disciples, including Yi He, Yi Qing, Yizhi, and Yizhen, put their hands together and saluted him, and said: "The poor nun and others were all rescued by the hero. We are so kind and virtuous.
I think it's repayment. My uncle unfortunately suffered a disaster, and when he passed away, he entrusted me to heroes. From now on, I still hope for instructions and guidance, and you should follow it."
Apparently, Master Dingjing's last words were heard by them, but they didn't know if Ling Jing was recognized by Yi Lin after he deliberately lowered his voice.
Ling Jing nodded slightly, and glanced at Yilin subtly. Seeing that there didn't seem to be any strange expression on her face, he began to think again.
It is natural to escort these Hengshan disciples to Fuzhou City, but do you want to expose your identity?
What should we do if these disciples of the Hengshan Sect are in conflict once their identities are revealed?
Yi He and others saw that he just stood there for a long time without saying a word, and they couldn't help but feel uneasy. Now that their uncle passed away, they were at a time when they were hesitant to help. If this hero left them alone, they didn't know if they would be able to arrive alive.
Fuzhou City.
Ling Jing pondered for a moment, then came back to his senses, raised his head slightly, and saw pairs of eyes full of hope looking at him. He smiled slightly, knowing that these disciples of the Hengshan Sect would probably become frightened birds. If he protected them,
I'm afraid no one can make up their mind whether to continue to Fuzhou City.
He nodded and said: "I will escort you all the way to "Xiang'an" in Fuzhou to meet your head. But it's still dark, so you might as well rest here for a few hours. And...
"
Ling Jing turned his head slightly, looked past several Hengshan disciples, looked at Master Dingjing's body on the ground, and said slowly: "And we can't just take Master Dingjing's body with us on the road."
His voice was originally very soft, but since he understood "my artistic conception", his words and deeds will unconsciously have a slight sense of oppression.
When the disciples of the Hengshan Sect heard what he said, they couldn't help but froze for a moment, and then they all showed expressions of surprise. Only Yi Lin was shocked and just stared blankly at the man's profile.
Yihe on the side did not notice anything. After all, she only had a few words with Ling Jing in Hengshan City. It has been two or three years now and there is no memory in her mind.
Yi Qing and others hurriedly nodded and thanked: "Thank you, hero." He hesitated for a moment, and then said: "We...we want to cremate our uncle's body and then take it back to Hengshan. I don't know what you mean, hero."
How about next?"
Ling Jing responded and said: "Well. You can handle these things by yourself. There is no need to ask me again." Turning his head, he saw Yilin's eyes full of tears, looking at him intently, with a delicate and palm-sized figure.
His little face was full of shock and complexity.
Ling Jing sighed slightly and walked to Yi Lin's side in a few steps. Seeing her shrinking back and trembling slightly, he stopped and stopped approaching. He just smiled and said: "Sister, we meet again.
"
"You...you are..." Yilin's face was full of disbelief, her expression was so excited that she couldn't even speak clearly.
"Shh!" Ling Jing stretched out two fingers and made a silencing gesture at the side of his mouth, but saw Yihe and others on the side looking at him and Yilin with curious faces.
He immediately said softly: "Sister, let's go over there and talk for a while." He pointed at the big tree where he had rested before.
Yilin felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by all the sisters. She nodded quickly and hurriedly followed Ling Jing to the side.
"Senior Sister Yihe, they...they..." Yi Zhi looked at the backs of Ling Jing and Yilin and said in surprise: "How come Junior Sister Yilin knows the hero?"
After the death of Master Dingjing, the disciples of the Hengshan Sect have been vaguely led by Yihe. When they heard Yi's questioning, several of them couldn't help but pricked up their ears.
Yihe frowned and thought for a long time, and felt it was very strange. He thought to himself, junior sister Yilin has been practicing on the mountain all day long, and has only left the mountain gate twice since she was a child. How could she know this hero again?
She could never remember Ling Jing's voice, and she never thought of him as the abandoned disciple of the Huashan Sect.
"I don't know what's going on." Yi He frowned slightly, looking at the two blurry figures under the big tree over there, and said.
"It turns out that Junior Sister Yilin actually knew the hero, now we can rest assured." All the Hengshan disciples breathed a sigh of relief. The death of their master was a big blow to them. The road ahead will be bumpy. If there is no one with outstanding martial arts skills,
Someone led them, I really don’t know if they can all reach Xiang’an alive.
"Senior sister, let's cremate the master's body." Qin Juan leaned in the arms of a middle-aged nun and said with red eyes. From the beginning to the end, she never took her eyes away from Master Dingjing.
Although she felt very sorry for her master, if she left his body here, it would be disrespectful to her, so she reminded Yihe.
Yihe turned around, touched Qin Juan's face gently, sighed, and said: "Little junior sister, don't be too sad. Junior uncle has a soul in heaven, and he probably doesn't want to see you so sad.
.”
Seeing that Qin Juan was just biting her lips and weeping in confusion, she couldn't help but sigh softly and called a few junior sisters to move the uncle's body.
Ling Jing and Yi Lin came to the shade of a nearby tree. Yi Lin's face was still stained with tears, and she looked a little reserved. She whispered: "Ling... Junior Brother Ling, it's you, isn't it?"
She raised her little head slightly, looked at Ling Jing who was covered with a white scarf, and Nuonuo said.
"I knew you would definitely recognize me." Ling Jing smiled slightly and reached out to take off the white scarf on his face.
At this time, there was a faint light in the sky. With this faint light, Yilin finally saw the face of the person in front of her clearly. Suddenly her eyes turned red, she bit her lip and started sobbing softly.
"Um, why are you crying?" Ling Jing was a little at a loss, and quickly rolled up his sleeves and wiped Yilin's face, saying: "Senior sister, don't just keep crying. I haven't said anything yet?
"
Yi Lin burst into tears and smiled, her face turned slightly red, she lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry."
Ling Jing saw that she finally stopped crying and smiled. At that time, the dim light from the sky fell on Yi Lin's face, making her already pure and pretty face look even more attractive. Ling Jing's heart moved and she said with a smile: "
Oops, it’s incredible, the little senior sister was so full of tears that she actually soaked my sleeves. It’s freezing cold, and if I’m wearing this clothes, my hands will be cold and the soles of my feet will be cold.
"
Yilin listened to what he said and believed it. Her face was shy and ashamed, and she whispered: "Yes, I'm sorry, Junior Brother Ling, I didn't mean it."
"Hey, what a silly girl." Ling Jing couldn't help but sigh when he saw that she actually took his joke seriously, and couldn't help but said softly: "I'm lying to you, why do you take such words seriously?"
.”
"Huh?" Yilin blinked and raised her head, but she didn't look annoyed at all. It seemed that this simple little nun never knew what anger was, and said: "Oh, so you lied to me.
, then you won’t be able to freeze now.”
"Yeah. That's right..." Ling Jing smiled bitterly, knowing that this girl was not deeply involved in the world after all, and because she grew up in Hengshan, she was not familiar with the world, and her mind was too simple, yet she was still here at this time.
Worry about yourself.
"By the way, little senior sister, I previously found you all trapped in a small room in Shop No. 28. How did you get brought here in such a blink of an eye?" He still had doubts in his mind, so he informed Master Dingjing himself.
When he went to rescue people, it wasn't too long before he discovered traces of the Hengshan Sect and others. However, in the blink of an eye, they disappeared from under his nose, and even after searching the entire town, no trace was found.
Yilin glanced at him secretly for a few times, then lowered her head slightly and said: "We were stunned and no one knew what was going on. Later, the thieves used medicinal soup to wake us up, loosened the bindings at our feet, and walked out from the small road behind the town.
, pulling us along non-stop. Those who walked slower would be beaten with whips by the thieves. They kept on beating us even after it got dark. Later, when our uncle came after us, they surrounded us and told her to surrender...
..." At this point, there was a lump in his throat, as if he was thinking of Master Dingjing, and couldn't help crying. Ling Jing thought for a moment and said: "It turns out there is another path, no wonder you disappeared without a trace in a moment.
Seeing Yilin shed tears again, she comforted her a few words and said: "Senior Sister, my condolences and my condolences. The most important thing right now is to rush you to Xiang'an to meet Master Dingxian and the others, and this time
The ambush is not as simple as you think, so you need to be careful in everything."
"Well, Junior Brother Ling, will you accompany us to Fuzhou?" Yi Lin also understood the importance. Seeing that Ling Jing mentioned something important, she quickly suppressed the sadness in her heart.
"That's natural." Ling Jing nodded and said with a smile: "I don't feel comfortable letting you go with these senior sisters from the Hengshan Sect." To be continued.)
