Spirit Planters - Chapter 8
[Chapter 8 Setting Up]
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Luo Jingchen, who had finished taking the medicinal bath as usual, sat cross-legged on his bed and was about to try to run Wanjian Jue, when Xiao Qi’s whirring voice came in, “Qinglian, Qinglian is not good, your father injured.”
what!
Luo Jingchen jumped to the ground, and there was a sudden pain in her body. She took a deep breath, and ran out without any time to care, “Little Qi, what are you talking about, what’s wrong with my father?”
“Uncle Gu is injured, and his body is covered in blood.” Xiao Qi ran out of breath, while talking and panting, she added movements, wanting to tell Luo Jingchen Gu Mu’s tragic situation more vividly.
Luo Jingchen’s bloodless face turned completely white, and he rushed forward and grabbed Xiao Qi’s shoulder, “Take me there.”
Xiao Qi nodded and walked out quickly with her support. After a while, the two of them walked to a small green yard. Luo Jingchen was stunned. Isn’t this the home of the wood spirit master Mu Zhusheng? will be here?
Because Da Min is a well-known physician in Misty Village, as usual, if Gu Mu was injured, he should have been sent home directly, but now, inexplicably, he came to the home of a wood-type spiritual enlightener, Luo Jingchen felt in his heart. There were doubts, but at this time, she was concerned about Gu Mu’s injury and had no time to think about it, so she walked in quickly with Xiaoqi.
Passing through the yard and entering the hall, he saw Gu Mu lying on a temporary wooden bed made of several boards. Although his whole body was not covered in blood as Xiao Qi said, his face was like golden paper, and he was obviously seriously injured. , Da Min stood aside with red eyes.
Luo Jingchen’s heart thumped, and he hurriedly stepped forward, “Mother, how is father?”
Seeing her daughter coming, Damin forcibly endured her grief, but two tears fell from her eyes, she quickly wiped them away, and asked in a very nasal voice, “Lian’er, why are you here? Your injury is not healed yet, Go home and rest.”
Don’t they just don’t want to know for themselves if they don’t take Gumu home, for fear of worrying about it?
Luo Jingchen’s heart trembled for a while, “Mother, my injury is much better, what’s wrong with Dad, why is it hurt like this?”
Da Min may have been too sad and could not answer for a while, Han Tie on the side responded with red eyes, “Brother Mu and I accidentally found a salvia plant in the endless forest, thinking that this medicine is very useful for your injury, Mu Brother ran over happily, I didn’t expect that there was a second-order spirit ring snake guarding the salvia, and Brother Mu was injured by the evil animal for a while.”
The second-order monster is equivalent to the monk’s foundation-building period. Gu Muben is also a foundation-building monk. If he takes precautions, he will not be injured so easily. I am afraid that he will be overjoyed when he sees the salvia that can heal himself. Take advantage.
Thinking of this, Luo Jingchen couldn’t help but get excited. He was picked up by Gu Mu. He knew better than anyone that he was not the blood of the Gu family, but he went deep into the endless forest to find medicine regardless of the danger in order to heal himself. Seriously injured for her own sake, Luo Jingchen and He Dehe can still get the sincere care of these people, and now what can she do to repay their great kindness.
She was seriously injured, her mood fluctuated too much, and she couldn’t control her injuries, and a trace of blood spilled from her lips.
When Da Min saw this, his face changed greatly, “Lian’er!”
He picked her up and put his hand on her heart, releasing gentle water spirit power to help her stabilize her injury.
Luo Jingchen, who was a little drowsy due to his injury, didn’t realize it. Da Min, who should have been worried about Gu Mu, stared at Mu Zhusheng angrily at this moment.
And Gu Mu, who was supposed to be lying on the bed “dying at the last breath”, had his eyes wide open. If it wasn’t for Han Tie’s quick-witted hold on him, he might have jumped up at this time.
Mu Zhusheng, who was stared at, still had a light smile on his face, took out a body talisman, flicked his fingers, and stuck it on the back of Gu Mu, who was about to struggle to get up, and was about to break free from Han. Gu Mu’s body froze under the iron pressure, and he couldn’t move immediately. Following Han Tie’s downward pressure, he slammed back into the bed and continued to lie down.
While cooking this, Mu Zhusheng opened his bows left and right, and at the same time he popped out the immortality amulet, he shot out a spiritual force towards Han Xiaoqi, who had opened his mouth and was about to call out, which accurately silenced the baby.
To settle the two troublemakers, Mu Zhusheng met Da Min’s stare, walked in front of her as if nothing had happened, stretched out his arms and hugged Luo Jingchen who was confused, “Sister-in-law, Brother Mu’s injury still needs your attention, Qinglian, leave it to me to take care of you for the time being.”
After fighting fiercely for a while, Da Min finally nodded, “Then there is Spirit Master Laomu. This is a list of medicinal baths. After the husband’s injury is stabilized, I will come back to pick up Lian’er.” He said , the eyes did not forget to warn, “Don’t bully my daughter too much.”
Mu Zhusheng smiled warmly and took the order, “Don’t worry, sister-in-law, I will definitely take good care of Qinglian. Maybe when Brother Mu is all right, Qinglian’s injury will be healed.”
“It’s better.” Damin shot out such a sentence with her eyes. If Mu Zhusheng had not given him a guarantee that his wife would not accompany him to deceive her daughter, she reluctantly glanced at the daughter in Mu Zhusheng’s arms, and turned around to hold the bullet. Poor little Qi, went home.
Han Tie also carried Gu Mu and walked away quickly. When Luo Jingchen woke up from the dizziness, she and Mu Zhu were the only ones in the house.
“Where’s my father?” After realizing that Da Min and the others were all gone, Luo Jingchen made a quick call and stood up regardless of his injuries.
Mu Zhu, who was drinking tea at the table, was drying out and replied, “Go home.”
home?
Luo Jingchen was stunned. If he really went home, why would he leave himself alone?
Is it…
She didn’t dare to think about it any further, she took a step and wanted to rush home.
“Do you want to go back to help or cause trouble?” Mu Zhusheng’s sudden sentence successfully made her stand still.
Looking back at him puzzled, he slowly remembered that when he was half unconscious, he heard that his adoptive mother asked this person to take care of him temporarily. is difficult to cope with.
Retracting the foot he stepped out, Luo Jingchen was still a little worried, “My father is really okay?”
“I’m still alive now, I won’t know in the future.”
Mu Zhusheng’s attitude of being too irrelevant made Luo Jingchen angry, “Mu Lingshi.”
Mu Zhusheng raised his eyebrows and glanced at her, “Why?”
This attitude… Luo Jingchen clenched his fist and then clenched his fist again, “Qinglian can take care of herself, so she won’t have to work with the wood spirit teacher.” After saying that, she turned around and wanted to leave. It was a big deal to go back and persuade her adoptive mother to take care of her adoptive father. Anyway, she was injured. Not in a hurry either.
“Are you sure you want to go back and make trouble?”
Luo Jingchen turned around angrily with a very contemptuous sentence, “I said, I can take care of myself.”
“How can a little baby who can’t even draw spirits into the body can take care of himself, and how can others believe that you can take good care of yourself?”
Seeing Luo Jingchen still staring at himself unconvinced, Mu Zhusheng raised a mocking smile, “I want others to believe that you can do it, it’s not just talking about it.”
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