Tang Ling felt that no one was more unlucky than herself.
What kind of luck is this?
I have long heard that there are ferocious beasts and evil plants all over the Ninth Peak, so it’s not like I won two prizes as soon as I entered!
And the big guy in front of me is not a fuel-efficient lamp at first glance.
Mom, I want to go home.
But because he was afraid of returning, Tang Ling subconsciously took out the flute from his storage bag and played the music of animal taming in an unfamiliar way according to the skills he learned in the animal taming sect.
To learn how to tame beasts in the Beast Taming Sect, a necessary course is to learn how to tame the musical instruments of ferocious beasts.
Everyone can choose the same thing, and then go to different schools to be taught by different teaching elders.
There are a dazzling array of musical instruments that can be used to tame animals. There are many that Tang Ling can't name. After picking and choosing, she chose a green bamboo flute.
Although I insisted on going to class every day this month, I still failed to play the flute.
After all, she hasn’t even finished learning music theory.
The sound of the flute was so unpleasant that when Tang Ling could hardly listen anymore, he found that the huge human face in front of him began to slowly retreat backwards.
The snake's body rubbed against the ground, strangely without making any movement, and slowly left the field of vision.
But when he left, the huge pale face kept facing this side, the dark eyes without any emotion looked at Tang Ling motionlessly, and the corners of his lips that were originally as straight as a straight line suddenly curved upward, making a smile.
A weird smile.
Tang Ling's scalp exploded instantly.
Until the face completely disappears from sight, the fishy smell in the air gradually dissipates.
The two people standing there still didn't dare to move.
It took Tang Ling a while before he dared to stop playing the flute. He turned around with a pale face, only to see that Song Nan was still holding the sword in his hand, but his eyes were looking at him motionlessly. His dark eyes were so deep that it was hard to argue.
Clear your mood.
Tang Ling was very afraid that he would look like that strange face, and a wicked smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Then she will completely doubt the authenticity of the world in front of her.
"Senior brother?"
She called out, waved her hand and hit the flute, "Has this thing been trained by me?"
"Domestication is to confuse and attract." Song Nan came to his senses, retracted his hand and said, "This snake-body and human-faced beast is leaving, not being domesticated."
It's not domestication, it's leaving because of something else.
Song Nan thought of the way the monster looked at Tang Ling when it left.
Is it fear?
No, that is scrutiny and intimacy.
Who is she?
Song Nan looked at Tang Ling and saw that her eyes were clear and she was looking at him with a puzzled look on her face.
"Then why did it leave?"
"Maybe he's not interested in us."
After saying that, Song Nan turned around and left without looking at Tang Ling again.
Forget it, looking at this, you know you won’t get anything out of the question.
The mission of the consul hall is to pick baskets of herbal medicine called reed flowers. It is said that it is very effective in healing wounds and stopping bleeding. Disciples of Danzong often use it to make hemostatic pills.
However, the number of reed flowers is very small, and it is difficult to find traces on the Ninth Peak.
Yujian Fei couldn't see the herbs on the ground clearly, so the two of them walked and looked for them all morning with eyes wide open. It wasn't until the sun was high that they found a few plants by a lake.
The bright sun makes eyes hurt.
After Tang Ling finished picking the reed flowers, he stood up. His vision suddenly went dark, he lost his balance and fell towards the lake in front of him.
Song Nan subconsciously raised his hand to catch her.
The girl's arms are so thin that they can be completely covered with one hand. It seems like they can be broken with just a little force. The hand that exerts force cannot help but relax.
Tang Ling's eyes had returned to clarity, and she felt that Song Nan's blow just now left a circle of handprints on her arm.
"Thank you, senior brother." Her lips turned white and she said a little weakly, "I've been squatting for a long time and I feel a little dizzy."
"Let's rest." Song Nan withdrew his hand and did not look at Tang Ling's pale face. "We will go directly to pick ginseng in the afternoon."
We have now completed less than one-tenth of the journey to the Ninth Peak, and the chance of completing the mission today is very slim.
It only takes a week to complete the task, and there is still time.
The task is not urgent, picking ginseng is the main purpose.
Tang Ling nodded, staggered towards the rocks on the shore, took out some food and water from the storage bag, handed it to Song Nan, basked in the noon sun and ate the food cooked by Yao Yao, and recovered.
A little strength.
She seems to be sick all the time.
Thinking of the feeling of holding that thin arm just now, Song Nan finally faced this problem squarely.
The aroma of the food in my hand fills the air. I open the lunch box and eat the hot food. I bask in the warm spring sunshine and sweep away a lot of fatigue from a long morning of searching.
Except for the snake-like human-faced beast they met at the beginning, the two of them only encountered a few gentle spirit beasts, and then they never encountered any large ferocious beasts.
Song Nan felt incredible.
He himself had personally verified the statement that there were ferocious beasts all over the Ninth Peak. At that time, he would almost encounter a ferocious beast after walking for a while, and even almost fell off the cliff after being driven away by the ferocious beast.
I didn’t expect that this time it would go so smoothly.
If you think about it carefully, the only difference from the previous life is that there is an extra Tang Ling.
The spring breeze wrinkled the sparkling golden lake surface, and Song Nan's eyes fell on the reflection of Tang Ling on the lake surface.
After the girl finished her meal, she leaned on the white rocks on the shore and gently closed her eyes, her face full of exhaustion.
Since you major in alchemy, why can’t you take care of your body?
Song Nan thought of Liu San, the elder of the Dan Sect.
Is it possible that people from Danzong are all like this?
Thinking like this, I saw the girl leaning on the white stone frowning slightly, and a slightly painful moan came from the side.
The sound gradually grew louder, and the girl seemed trapped in the dream scene, unable to break free.
Song Nan put away his lunch box and walked over.
The gentle breeze blew through the girl's broken hair on her forehead, her long eyelashes trembled slightly in her closed eyes, and her eyes were dark green.
"Yuan Yu..."
When Song Nan heard what she shouted, he couldn't help but leaned closer.
However, the girl's subsequent murmurs in her dream were so vague that it was impossible to hear what she was saying.
Just when Song Nan was about to stand up and wake her up, Tang Ling's eyes opened without any warning.
Song Nan's movements paused, and he saw a pair of bloodshot eyes with cold emotions, as if they had been dipped in ice water, as cold as bones.
The two of them were very close at this time, breathing intertwined, and the blood-stained eyes looked at Song Nan coldly.
"What?"
The girl's voice is faint.
Song Nan's face remained calm, and he stood up and said: "You were suffering from a nightmare just now, and I want to wake you up."
The bloodshot eyes disappeared from Tang Ling's eyes. He lowered his head and rubbed his forehead. When he raised his head again, his expression had returned to normal, and he was the same Tang Ling as before.
"Really? I've been having nightmares lately, and I don't know what's going on." She said with an annoyed look on her face.
"Get ready, let's go."
Song Nan turned around and turned his back to Tang Ling. The surprise in his heart could no longer be contained.
Just now, he felt the presence of another person in those cold eyes.
That feeling is definitely not the Tang Ling of today, nor the Tang Ling of her previous life.