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Chapter 92 92. The King of Hell tells you to die at midnight

As soon as Jiang Chao finished speaking, the eyes of everyone around him focused on Jiang Xingmeng, their eyes searching.

Jiang Xingmeng's expression did not change: "Does the Imperial Master want to put me to death?"

Jiang Chao fell silent, and after a while, Rong Zhao smoothed things over with a smile, but in fact he was quite partial to Jiang Xingmeng: "The national teacher may have misunderstood it, so I don't want to say this—Jiu Niang is the lifesaver of me and Ah Shan, and she is still young." , After such a tiring journey, I think I'm tired, so I'll take her to rest first."

Jiang Xingmeng followed Rong Zhao out of the main hall, but Jiang Chao's probing gaze seemed to shine behind his back, making Jiang Xingmeng secretly angry.

The national teacher Jiang Chao... Jiang Xingmeng searched around in the few knowledge he had, but found no records about him, so he had to ask Rong Zhao.

"Why are the Imperial Master's eyebrows and hair all white?" She pretended to be curious, "He looks weak at best."

Rong Zhao said with a smile: "The national teacher has great supernatural powers. No one knows how old he is. He can pray for rain and thunder, and he can ride clouds and fog. We only know that he can bring peace and joy to Daliang, but we don't know anything else."

Jiang Xingmeng was thoughtful - this Jiang Chao was really strange.

As a monk in the Nascent Soul stage, he came to the mortal world and prayed for rain and thunder, without fear of contamination with cause and effect.

The identity is a mystery, the purpose is unknown, Jiang Xingmeng secretly kept his eyes open, let alone find out who Jiang Chao is, after all, he can't let him hurt himself, right?
Rong Zhao took Jiang Xingmeng to a wing, introduced the location to her, and said: "...If Jiuniang needs anything on weekdays, she can just go to the house steward."

Jiang Xingmeng said, "I only plan to stay here for three days. During these three days, I plan to find a shop and open a medical clinic."

Rong Zhao was stunned for a moment and didn't say anything, but Ashan behind him looked at her anxiously: "Jiuniang is too polite. Please stay here for a while. At least, after the New Year, you can leave again."

Jiang Xingmeng suddenly realized that in this time and space, Chinese New Year is coming soon.

She pondered for a moment and looked at Rong Zhao: "When will you go to the palace to report your duties and apologize?"

Only two of the 20 troops led by Rong Zhao at the border are now left. Rong Zhao feels that he will not survive for a few days, and I am afraid that the entire Rong family will not be able to do well.

However, Jiang Chao's appearance at Rong's house just now meant that the matter was still improving, and Rong Zhao planned to talk to Jiang Chao first.

So he said: "I'm not too sure, it won't be too late after I have talked with the national teacher."

Jiang Xingmeng smiled: "In that case, I will stay at your house temporarily until the day you enter the palace, okay?"

Rong Zhao was overjoyed: "Of course that's the best, Jiuniang just needs to stay here!"

Jiang Xingmeng said: "Since that's the case, it's important to get down to business. You should hurry up and discuss with the State Teacher."

Naturally, Rong Zhao was a little anxious, so he said goodbye to Jiang Xingmeng in a hurry, and went to the main hall again.

Jiang Xingmeng waited for him and Ashan to leave before sitting on the bed. The otherworldly aura on her body disappeared in an instant. She rolled a few times on the bed and almost didn't laugh out loud.

Oh my god, oh my god, she actually became the savior of the first leader of the Qingming sect. She has made a difference! ! !
After Jiang Xingmeng got excited, he quickly calmed down - this is just a small world, everything is fake, and he must not be too arrogant, otherwise something will happen.

She sat on the bed and meditated. Although it was not as devoid of aura as Bianguan, the aura in the air was not strong, so Jiang Xingmeng stopped frowning after only half an hour.

She was quite unaccustomed to not having spiritual power.

Being idle at Rong's house is also idle, it's not even dinner time yet, and there is no curfew in Daliang, so she simply sent someone to inform Rong Zhao, and went out to look at the shop by herself.

The imperial capital of Liang Dynasty was Tokyo, and the imperial capital of Wei Dynasty was Luoyang. Although the two places were not far apart, Jiang Xingmeng had almost never left Luoyang before the fall of the country. In addition, more than three thousand years apart, many customs and customs were different... …

With the help of various factors, Jiang Xingmeng successfully forgot that he was here to look at the shop, not to play.

When she was walking in front of a restaurant, she suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves behind her, the sound of things being knocked down, and the vendors shouting in pain.

Jiang Xingmeng frowned and turned around, only to see three or two teenagers galloping through the city, laughing and joking, regardless of how much chaos he had caused.

She clenched her fists tightly, but she didn't want to cause trouble, so she could only retreat into the dark and wait for them to pass by.

She raised her eyes inadvertently, and then her pupils shrank, and saw a little boy playing in the middle of the road. Those young and playful horses stepped over mercilessly, trampling the boy under the hooves of the horses!
The child cried bitterly, Jiang Xingmeng quickly lifted the bamboo stick in his hand, flew forward, and broke the legs of several horses at a speed that was difficult for ordinary people to see clearly.

A few dandies fell down immediately, cursing and swearing. Not long after, a group of soldiers followed behind them, and surrounded Jiang Xingmeng who started the attack.

Jiang Xingmeng only glanced at them, and then hurriedly looked at the child's condition - fortunately, his head and neck were not injured, but his abdomen was seriously injured, and his internal organs were probably broken.

The child was already on the verge of death, hanging with only half breath left, spitting out minced meat and blood from his mouth.

Jiang Xingmeng quickly took out a Resurrection Pill from her storage bag - this was one of the many New Year's gifts given to her by Prime Minister Nan.

She stuffed it into the child's mouth, and then stared at the child closely, watching as his expression softened a lot and his breathing became evener.

Jiang Xingmeng took his pulse slightly and felt relieved, knowing that the child could survive this disaster.

She looked around and saw a peasant woman looking at the child with tears in her eyes, but she didn't dare to move, knowing in her heart that maybe this was the child's mother.

She pursed her lips, picked up the child, ignored the soldiers surrounding her, the civilians who were watching around, and the wretched dude lying on the ground, walked over and handed the child who was out of danger to the peasant woman.

She warned in a warm voice: "It should be fine now, you can take him to the clinic again, grab a few medicines for vitality and blood circulation, and he will be fed for more than ten days, and there will be no problem."

In fact, the Resurrection Pill can save monks at the Golden Pill stage and below after taking it. Jiang Xingmeng didn't dare to give it all to the child just now, and only gave him some powder, but it was completely enough.

But Jiang Xingmeng said that because he was afraid of being a mother.

As soon as Jiang Xingmeng opened her mouth, the people around her seemed to come to life, and they started talking about her. Jiang Xingmeng had a lot of cultivation, and many people said that she was a "living fairy" and had "excellent medical skills."

Another old man said with emotion: "The King of Hades told you to die on the third watch, who can keep you until the fifth watch? This medical skill is probably the reincarnation of Daluo Jinxian!"

Jiang Xingmeng couldn't help but smile.

Then, she glanced coldly at the few dudes lying on the ground, then picked up the bamboo stick, opened the soldiers surrounding her several times, and broke the legs of several dudes.

The wailing of the dude resounded through the street, and the people around were frightened by Jiang Xingmeng's hand and dared not make a sound.

Jiang Xingmeng looked at them condescendingly and said coldly: "I don't care who you are or how powerful your family is, but those in high positions will only fetter themselves if they have no benevolence and goodwill."

(End of this chapter)