Wanderer of the whirling world

Chapter 96 Re-entry into Tianbo Mansion

When Xin Ziqiu arrived at the main hall of Jia's mansion, he saw Jia Xianduan sitting in the first place, holding a bright red bronzing name card in his hand, chatting with several Jinyi from Tianbo mansion.

Beside him lay the limp and neatly dressed Jia Zhiqing lying on it, with several maidservants standing by.

Jia Zhiqing's spirit seemed to be a little more sluggish than before, her complexion was pale, she fell asleep, her slender eyes were closed, her curved eyelashes trembled slightly, her expression was very peaceful, as if there was no pain.

Her chest rose and fell, her breathing was very even and steady, and her physical condition was not seriously affected.

Seeing Xin Ziqiu coming, Jia Xian handed over the red card and said:

"Xiaoqiu, Marshal Mu invited us to come over, are you ready?"

Xin Ziqiu nodded, and the two of them went straight to Tianbo Mansion with a few entourages.

When he came to the mansion, Xin Ziqiu saw towering flagpoles on both sides of the vermilion gate, and two tall stone lions sitting cross-legged on the left and right, looking mighty and ferocious.

In front of the gate there is a dismounting stone and a stele for untying swords, and a row of white marble steps lead directly to Zhumen, which is extremely luxurious.

In the middle of the gate, there is a pure black plaque hanging on it, on which is written "Tianbo Yang's Mansion" in four big gilt characters. The writing is powerful, and it was inscribed by the late emperor himself.

The last time Xin Ziqiu came here, it was still late at night, and he didn't look around carefully, but when he looked at it now, he couldn't help but admire in his heart.

At this moment, the main door opened when the sound of drum music was suddenly heard.

Yang Jinhua, wearing five phoenixes and red hairpins facing the sun, and a long gold-and-a-butterfly cloud satin jacket, has rushed out to greet her.

When she saw Xin Ziqiu, her brows were filled with joy, and she shouted from a long distance:
"Brother Xiaoqiu, you are here, come in quickly."

Xin Ziqiu saw that Yang Jinhua's face was still a little pale, but she was full of energy and energy. She had fully recovered, and she was also happy for her. She cupped her hands and smiled.

Several people followed Yang Jinhua into the hall, Madam She, Mu Guiying, Yang Paifeng and others were waiting here, and the two sides greeted each other.

Xin Ziqiu looked left and right, and saw that in the hall besides the Yang family, there were also a few unfamiliar faces who hadn't seen them last night, waiting here, carefully sizing up Xin Ziqiu and Jia Xian.

Among them are Taoist priests, monks, and women, all of them have different descriptions, but they all have bright eyes, and they are not ordinary people.

Madam She leaned on a dragon-headed crutch and said:

"Mr. Jia, Xiaoyou Xin, thank you two for coming. I am old and cannot welcome you far away. Please forgive me."

Jia Xian cupped his hands and said:
"Where, the old lady has a distinguished status, and it is a great honor to invite us here."

Madam She looked at Jia Zhiqing who was lying on the bed, frowned, and asked:

"This is Miss Jia? Oh, poor child. Guiying, go and have a look."

Mu Guiying said "De Ling", stepped forward, and first said to Xin Ziqiu and the others:
"Nephew Xiaoqiu, Mr. Jia, let me introduce a few people to you first. These are people from different factions that I have invited to treat Miss Jia."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to a fat monk and said:

"This is Zen Master Zhijing from Qingliang Temple in Mount Wutai."

Pointing to another middle-aged woman in her 40s, she said:
"This is one of the four great swordsmen of the Emei Sect, Ma Fenggu, the 'One-word Crescent Girl', a horse swordsman."

Finally, there was a young Taoist in his thirties with a scar on his face. Before Mu Guiying could speak, he introduced himself:

"Under the gate of Penglai Island in the East China Sea, Taoist name Xuancheng, I have long admired the name of Xin Ziqiu, a little chivalrous man. When I saw him today, he was really extraordinary."

Xin Ziqiu was very surprised, he has only been in this world for two days, how come he has been admiring his name for a long time?

He greeted several people and asked suspiciously:
"Master Xuancheng recognizes me?"

Xuancheng waved his fly whisk and said with a smile;

"Yesterday, the little chivalrous man made a big disturbance in Wuyou Cave, fought against the gangsters, and beheaded Situ Kong, the landlord of Xiaoyao. How could the poor man not know about such a heroic deed?"

Everyone in the hall was shocked when they heard the words, the bandits in Wuyou Cave were notorious, and everyone present had heard about it, especially Situ Kong, who acted secretly and had excellent martial arts skills. It is unbelievable that young people are killed.

Everyone looked at Xin Ziqiu with strange eyes, and they also half-believed Xuan Cheng's words.

On the contrary, it was Yang Jinhua who was drugged by the people from Xiaoyao Building and almost lost his life. At this time, when he heard Xin Ziqiu making a scene in Wuyou Cave, he immediately cheered up and said loudly:

"Brother Xiaoqiu, it turns out that you went to Wuyou Cave yesterday and leveled the Xiaoyao Building. Thank you for avenging my revenge!"

Xin Ziqiu smiled embarrassedly:
"Actually, it's not as exaggerated as Daoist Xuancheng said. It all depends on the leadership of the knights in Kaifeng Mansion. I killed Situ Kong, and it was purely a fluke. It made everyone laugh."

Everyone was stunned, if Xu Liangzhanzhao and other experts from the Kaifeng Mansion took action, plus a large number of officers and soldiers, it would be reasonable, otherwise it would be too bizarre for a young man who is not yet a weaker crown to kill all directions.

Mu Guiying smiled and said:
"Nephew Xiaoqiu, you don't have to be overly humble. You have such courage and courage at such a young age, and you can still eliminate a great harm for the capital. It is already very remarkable."

Then he said to the invited people:
"Everyone, this Miss Jia who is lying down has forcibly burned her three souls and seven souls to drive the celestial master's Taoist talisman, causing her soul to be damaged. Several of them are well-known healing masters of the three schools of monks, Taoists and laymen. I hope that out of compassion, Do your best to help."

Ma Fenggu and Mu Guiying have been friends for more than ten years, when she heard the words, she said seriously:
"Naturally, let us take care of the little girl first."

As he spoke, he walked to the front of the collapse, observed Jia Zhiqing carefully, and then stretched out his hand to feel his pulse.

Zen Master Zhijing and Taoist Xuancheng also stepped forward, looking left and right, their expressions gradually becoming dignified.

When Xin Ziqiu saw that Mu Guiying had recruited so many experts to treat Jia Zhiqing's illness, he was also very grateful. The female generals of the Yang family were indeed heroines, and they did what they said.

Not to mention anything else, it must have taken a lot of thought and great favor just to invite these few people here.

He was thinking about it, but he saw Ma Fenggu finished the examination first, and said to everyone:

"Miss Jia's soul was severely damaged. Fortunately, she only consumed the power of her soul to transform her true qi, and her memory was not affected. But now her power of soul is weak and not enough to carry consciousness.

"In this school, there is a kind of elixir called 'soul nourishing pill', which can nourish the soul and make Miss Jia recover slowly, but the raw materials for this panacea are hard to find. It took my master Pudu more than ten years to get it. Gathered all the ingredients, opened the furnace three years ago, only got four pieces, all of them have already been used up. I don’t know how long it will take to collect all these medicinal materials and start the furnace again.”

"Even if the collection is successful, I'm afraid it will be too far away to quench my thirst. Miss Jia can't last for too long. At most three to five months, the power of the soul will be lost. Even if it is saved, it will be lost." Memories, stupid and stupid. I wonder if the two monks have any good strategies?"

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