Don’t Be Afraid, the Last Meal Has Not Been Digested

A faint sound came from somewhere, who rang the Zijin bell? Zhuang Zimo's face was pale, his whole body trembled in pain, and he almost fell to the ground. He could only bite his lips and tongue, trying to stay awake, and holding onto a tree by the side of the road was barely able to stabilize his body.

Yu Haoxuan took a few steps forward, but he didn't hear any movement behind him, only to realize that Zimo was holding the tree in pain and stopped moving forward. He hurriedly walked over and asked, "Junior Brother Zimo, what's the matter with you?"

Fortunately, the bell only rang three times. After the aftermath of the sound waves passed, Zhuang Zimo slowly got used to the pain. He raised his head and said nonchalantly, "It's alright."

By speaking, he took a few breaths and stepped forward again.

Walking outside the courtyard gate of the warehouse, Yu Haoxuan stepped in. However, the talisman on Zhuang Zimo's body lit up red, and he was stopped outside the courtyard gate.

Yu Haoxuan remembered what the master had explained, Zimo's disciple Fu Yin imposed restrictions and could not enter anywhere. Maybe it was the warehouse that didn't let him come, so he didn't pick up bedding and daily necessities? So he kindly said: "I will help you go in and ask, if I can lead it on your behalf, I will lead it out for you."

Zhuang Zimo responded with respect on the face, but in reality he didn't think it would be possible. Ai Jingzhi has always been strict with demon slaves, and it is rare to be able to release him from the forbidden land. How can he really treat him with other disciples equally?

Sure enough, Yu Haoxuan came out not long after he entered, and explained with a sullen expression: "Junior Brother Zimo, I'm sorry. Master has instructed that there are other arrangements for you, and I can't bring those things out for you. .I think we should take you to the hospital first, your face is too pale."

Zhuang Zimo believed that he was not sick, and that people could move without having to go to the hospital for treatment. I remember when I was injured and sick in the past, I poured some cold water to cool down when I had a fever. To stop the bleeding, I used a soldering iron to heat and scald the wound. The abscess and carrion that had not healed for a long time was just gouged out with a knife. It was as painful as being injured again. His injuries are not that serious now, only the ten purple-gold through-bone nails are difficult to endure, presumably the medical center will not treat him.

The Zijin Bone Nails were Ai Jingzhi's unique technique, and no one else could pull out these nails. It is said that he has not even passed on the relevant spell to his own daughter. To unlock this layer of imprisonment, he needs to find another way. But just now, why did Ai Jingzhi ring the bell? At that time, he never strayed into other places, and always followed the rules. Could it be that the dark thoughts in his heart could also be detected by Ai Jingzhi, is the ringing of the bell a warning?

"It's not a big problem, I'm just a little hungry." Zhuang Zimo carefully concealed his true thoughts and replied lightly. At noon today, when Ai Jingzhi took him out of the forbidden area, it was past lunch hour. He did not receive any food. The bran cakes he had eaten last night had been exhausted. Once you chew it, you can always support it until tomorrow, "If there is no other order from Senior Brother, I will go back to the martial arts hall next time."

He never expected to receive anything, and now he returned empty-handed, and he was not disappointed. From the Yanwu Hall to the yard where the warehouse is located, he has a general understanding of the road and the places on both sides, and he also knows what kind of warnings there will be in the place where his disciple's talisman cannot go.

Preliminary judgment, walking in the lanes between the courtyards should not trigger the warning, but he can't enter most of the courtyards. So if he secretly leaves this immortal mansion, will he be restricted?

Outside the Immortal Mansion, there is also the smell of food in the noisy place, and he actually wanted to see it. When he was a child from the extreme north to the Donglai Immortal Mansion, he was locked in a wooden cage all the way. When he entered the city, the wooden cage would be covered by a thick black cloth. He had no idea what it was like outside.

Walking around the Immortal Mansion today, all I can see are beautifully carved pavilions and pavilions. Looking out, the buildings outside the mansion are also row upon row of roofs that are connected to each other without any edge. It is really a bustling big city. It is completely different from the desolation and silence near the Magic Mountain, which is often covered with snow and barren.

No wonder the monsters always want to go south. It turns out that there is such a warm, beautiful and rich place in the world.

More than a dozen immortal mansions each govern one side, and hundreds of cities are spread across the Yuanwu Continent. Under the protection of practitioners, ordinary people live and work in peace and contentment, whether farming or doing business, and freely reproduce their descendants without worry of food and clothing. Is this a happy life?

Why are the same people, but the people near the magic mountain live a miserable life like slaves and animals without clothes and little clothes? Practitioners only go there to seal the magic energy every few decades, but they dare not go deep into the surrounding area of ​​the magic mountain. They did not know that there were thousands of people who were abandoned there. Under the harsh climate, how could they live without being attached to the demons? Flesh and blood are sacrificed as food, and children are sent to be demon slaves, and they will never freeze and starve to death. The seal prevented the demons from going south, and it also cut off the passage of these abandoned people to the south.

So Zimo is hungry? Yu Haoxuan took out a white-faced steamed bun from his storage ring, handed it to Zhuang Zimo, and said, "I know the way back, this steamed bun will give you a cushion first. Remember to go to the cafeteria to pick up meals on time. Let's go to Xianfu. Serving two meals a day, the morning meal arrives at the chen hour, and during the lunch time, there will be more meals, so as not to be hungry at night and have to eat."

Zhuang Zimo took the steamed buns, thanked them, and returned to the firewood room the same way. Sitting on the ground, he took out the snow-white steamed bun and placed it in his palm to examine it. He had only seen thick and black chaff cakes, and he never knew that there was food as white as snow in this world, so would it be as delicious as snow? He watched for a long time before taking a bite.

Although the steamed bun is cold but fragrant, it is warmer than ice and snow, and the entrance is delicate and even sweet when chewed. It was completely different from the dark chaff cake he had been eating. It was not mixed with sand, gravel, sawdust, mildew and hairy and had a strange taste. He wasn't particularly hungry at first, but because it was the first time he ate something so good, he ate all the steamed buns without holding back three or two mouthfuls.

He remembered the fact that he could get lunch every day. When the old man Ai Jingzhi said this in public, he didn't believe it, thinking that he was just showing false compassion in front of people. When Yu Haoxuan said the same thing and gave him such delicious white steamed buns, he became somewhat puzzled.

Can the disciples in the Immortal Mansion actually be able to eat every day? If he could get food every day, not just this kind of white flour buns, but only bran cakes, it would definitely be much more comfortable than the days in the forbidden area. Could Ai Jingzhi really lie to him, as long as he is obedient and doesn't cause trouble, he can give him such a good life?

Zhuang Zimo's thoughts drifted a bit. In the past, he insisted on living only in the hope that one day he would be released from the forbidden area, and he could take revenge on Ai Jingzhi. But an unfamiliar voice kept reminding him that he had more important things to do.

What's the matter?

Could it be that the demon had planted Gu in his heart. His dark thoughts, wanting to kill and revenge others, are all just the influence of demonic energy? Ai Jingzhi had indeed tortured him for so many years, and Yu Haoxuan had also hurt him several times. He hated them for a reason. But what about Ai Xiangying? The last time she entered the forbidden area, she was merciful and could not bear to seriously injure him, but she was injured when she received the spiritual energy in time. He could see her kindness.

The little junior sister An Yizhen I saw today is also frail and sickly, and seems to have a low spiritual level. She had never been to the forbidden land, and she had never hurt him. In order to get revenge on others, he made such a natural decision, planning to coax her to go to the extreme north to die?

Maybe what Ai Jingzhi said by beating and scolding him is not wrong. He has always been rebellious and untamed. He has been imprisoned in the forbidden area for 20 years, and he has been educated. Fierce? These abandoned people, these demon slaves are polluted from the root, are they inherently bad?

Why didn't he die like the other companions? Why is he still alive?

An Yizhen left Master Lu's residence, and just after returning to his room, Ai Jingzhi came to visit.

After a few words of greetings, Ai Jingzhi finally turned to the topic and said, "In a few days, when Xiaoying is out of the customs, your senior brother Yu will lead the crowd to Zhongzhou to participate in the grand event. Do you want to go too?"

An Yizhen nodded, his eyes full of hope, and the words he said were to retreat to advance: "This is natural, but last time I didn't have a chance, and now my cultivation is too poor, how dare I lose face, and I'm afraid of dragging down my brother. Senior Sister is distracted to take care of her, so please listen to Master's arrangement. If you don't let me go, I won't go."

Ai Jingzhi couldn't stand An Yizhen's sensible and well-behaved appearance. He lovingly said, "I know that you must want to go, so naturally I won't stop you. But this event is not only for discussing techniques and practice experience, but also In order to select elite disciples to seal the Demon Mountain in the extreme north. Then you should stop pestering them and insist on taking you, okay?"

An Yizhen is thinking about the character of the character, if she agrees well, it will easily make Ai Jingzhi suspect that she is tricky, so it is better to show how she wants to go, and can't hide her thoughts from people, the more simple it is, the better it will make Ai Jingzhi feel. I feel more at ease in control. So he pouted: "Master, why can't I go?"

What Ai Jingzhi liked most was that An Yizhen was pure and innocent. He didn't hide things in his heart. He could say whatever he wanted, but it was easy to deal with it. He patiently reassured him: "When you come to the extreme north, the climate is harsh, you are weak and sick, and you can't do it. The Demon Mountain might be ill on the way, and at that time someone must be distracted to take care of you and **** you back; secondly, the trip to seal the demons is more dangerous than the ordinary demon exorcism. Your biological parents were so high-cultivation back then, and you still died in a foreign country. I'm afraid, I'm afraid that they will not take good care of you and make you feel wronged, or even... Xiaozhen, you have always been reasonable, if you are alone, it will drag down the brothers of the sect, and even affect the overall situation, this kind of thing You certainly wouldn't do it, would you?"

An Yizhen nodded slowly and asked innocently, "I understand, and I wouldn't do such a thing. But what if I was healthy and able to protect myself? What if I could also be shortlisted for the elite selection?"

Ai Jingzhi thought that this child was very high-spirited, and it was useless to suppress him blindly. Not to mention that there are less than ten days left, even if she is given another ten years of hard training, she will not be able to reach the level of the elite. So let go of the worries just now, and smiled: "Xiaozhen, if you can be shortlisted for the elite, then the teacher will definitely not stop you. But this is not as easy as talking about it, what magic weapon do you want to coax the teacher to give you? Or? What spells do you want to learn again?"

"Master, today Senior Brother Yu taught me some escape techniques in Yanwutang. He said that the effect will be better when used with magic weapons and immortal techniques. No matter whether I can be selected as an elite in the future, I also want to practice hard before I go out this time. These efforts to escape. I went to see Master Lu just now, and he gave me a purple gold bell, you see..." An Yizhen took out the purple gold bell as if offering a treasure.

Ai Jingzhi said in surprise: "This is a magic weapon passed down by the master who was a teacher back then. There is only one pair in the world, but Junior Brother Lu is willing to pass this on to you? Did he ever teach you the magic formula?"

An Yizhen recited the formula skillfully, and with a gentle shake, the Zijin bell made a pleasant sound. Although the spiritual energy was not very strong, the turbulent ripples were visible to the naked eye, and the golden light flickered and spread far away like water waves.

Ai Jingzhi was even more surprised than before: "How could it be? Your spiritual energy is so thin that it is difficult for ordinary instruments to activate it. Although Zijinling's oral art is not too difficult, it is really rare that you have just practiced it today to be so effective. This magic weapon is quite compatible with your spiritual roots. By the way, I have another formula here, you can learn it again and try to see if you can learn it."

This new formula has a total of hundreds of words, and there is no logic between the words. An Yizhen has listened to the formula once and has memorized it all. She deliberately practiced it four or five times before she finished reciting the formula.

But this is far beyond the level of ordinary people. Most people need to read the text first to learn such a long formula, and recite it several times before reciting it. An Yizhen can actually recite it after just listening to it once. Although there are a few mistakes and omissions, but after four or five times, every word is good. Remember, it's really smart.

She is smarter than her mother Su Wanyun. If she wasn't frail and often lethargic and lethargic, if she could always concentrate on her cultivation, she would definitely not be too bad for others.

An Yi really wanted to shake the bell and read the formula again, but Ai Jingzhi said, "Don't use it for now. Don't shake the Zijin bell all the time, it will take a lot of spiritual energy. And the formula you just taught you is very powerful, not only to stimulate the Zijin bell, It can also urge Zijin through bone nails. That thing is powerful, and the formulas need to be used flexibly. The speed and method of thinking are different, and the effects are completely different. It is more complicated. I will teach you slowly for the teacher, only practice one type a day, and you can learn it before you set off.”

When An Yizhen heard these formulas, she was naturally happy, but she couldn't help but wonder, "Uncle Lu didn't mention it to me, Master Lu, can you let me know about it, Master?"

Ai Jingzhi took out two purple gold bone nails from the storage ring, and did not hand them over to An Yizhen, but only held them up to show her a look, and solemnly said: "There are twelve purple gold bone nails in total, This is the precious magic weapon that Shizun received from Shizun in the past. Twelve pieces can be used together to lock the six meridians and seven orifices of the demon so that they have nowhere to hide, and it is also very useful to punish those who are disturbed by the demonic energy. How to control the flow of funds The formula of bone nails cannot be learned by anyone, and it needs to pass many tests, and only those who have both virtues can teach it. Xiaozhen, I just made an exception to teach you."

"Master, why did you only show me two? Do all twelve look different?"

The other ten are all on the Demon Slave, what do you think? Ai Jingzhi said from left to right: "The twelve are the same, just look at these two. This magic weapon is a teacher to let you know, even your brother Yu and Xiaoying, I have not been with them either. I've mentioned it before. Don't be dissatisfied. Come on, it's getting late, you should rest early. If you're still in good spirits tomorrow, you'll go to the Yanwu Hall, and the teacher will also find time to guide the disciples there. practice."

"Then why did Master only tell me about this magic weapon?" An Yizhen frowned and pretended to be puzzled.

"These magic formulas are secret treasures in the sect. The disciples of each generation are taught by word of mouth. Since it has a predestined relationship with you to teach it to you, you can't pass it on to others. So if you really want to learn it, you can't pass it on to others. Bring this up." Ai Jingzhi whispered, "You are not as good as your brother and sister, so you just use this magic weapon to protect yourself. In addition, Zimo, the new disciple recruited for the teacher, was born as a demon slave after all, so if you are worried about the teacher, just use this magic tool to protect yourself. He was imprisoned with Zijin bone nails. You should not have any dealings with him in the future. If he disrespects you, you can use today's spell and Zijin bell to deal with him, and he will definitely obey."

Sure enough, some of this magic tool was used up, and I don't know how painful it would be if Zhuang Zimo had a few nails on his body. An Yi sighed sincerely, but smiled on his face: "I know that Master loves me the most. With this magic weapon, I will not be afraid of those demons and bad people, right?"

Although the smile on his face was simple, An Yi's heart was full of doubts. This Ai Jingzhi was hiding too many things. The Zijin Ling and Zijin Bone Nails were so powerful, yet he didn't even reveal the slightest bit about his most proud disciple and his own daughter, so he only passed on this piece of trash to her? Are there any monsters in the forbidden area? It seems that we still have to ask Zhuang Zimo about these matters.

In the dead of night, she got the maid in the room and ran to the Yanwu Hall.

When she arrived at the firewood room, she saw that the door of the firewood room was not closed at all. The puppets who were busy carrying firewood during the day were all parked inside the door and stood in a row. It was quiet and there was only one living person inside the broken door curtain.

An Yizhen listened carefully, the man's breathing was even and light, but she knew that he was not sleeping, it was just an intuition. Her physical attributes have been improved, so Zhuang Zimo must also have extraordinary physical attributes. Whether or not she has cultivated spiritual energy, she definitely doesn't need that long of sleep.

She stood outside the curtain and asked softly, "Senior Brother Zimo, are you still asleep?"

Zhuang Zimo stood up from the ground and carefully concealed his guarded posture, but in the afternoon the Zijin bell rang again, and the pain had been consuming his mental and physical strength. Walking out of his room, keeping a "safe" distance from the female disciple, he asked weakly, "What is your order, Junior Sister?"

"I just wanted to ask about the Northern Territory." An Yizhen asked a light question first, and suddenly remembered that Zhuangzi Moding obeyed the head's order to keep a distance from the female disciples, and only stayed away from the room. Ken out. So where did his vigilance come from? Is it just because she is a female disciple?

"I was young at that time, and I don't remember anything." Zhuang Zimo replied coldly.

An Yizhen took out a piece of sauced pork from the parcel bar, and the aroma wafted out immediately. At that time, Zhuang Zimo went to eat in her private area and was full of praise for this meat.

Zhuang Zimo smelled the seductive aroma, which was more fragrant than steamed bread with white flour, and it was inexplicably familiar. Impossible, he should have never smelled something so fragrant.

"It's meat, do you eat it?" An Yizhen asked.

Zhuang Zimo shuddered, recalling the scene where he was in the extreme north and drank blood. After being brought back to the forbidden area, Ai Jingzhi forced him to eat raw maggots and carrion in order to wash away his ferocity and give up meat. After eating like this several times in a row, the abdominal pain was like cramping and vomiting, not only the high fever, but he finally had a "correct" response. In the future, as long as he saw meat, or even heard the word "meat", he felt nauseated and had a severe overreaction. He quickly refused, "Thank you, Junior Sister, I won't eat meat."

"You really don't eat meat?" An Yi was really surprised. When she went to the kitchen, she had observed it for a long time. The disciples in the immortal mansion had a very rich diet, which was no different from the market. Meat was also the most common type of meal. I had never heard that practitioners were vegetarians. Could it be Zimo's own strange settings? It's like her body is weak and sickly since childhood. As long as he can recall his identity, then Zhuang Zimo can return to normal?

At this time, because of the disgusting scenes in his mind, Zhuang Zimo was so nervous and dizzy, he couldn't stand anymore and fell to the ground.

Hearing the strange noise, An Yizhen hurriedly opened the rag curtain, and when she entered the room, she found that the cubicle was the same as when she came during the day, but it was still empty. Don't even think about the bed, table and chairs, and there was no bedding at all. Said: "Didn't Senior Brother Yu take you to pick up bedding and daily necessities?"

"Go." Zhuang Zimo knew that he might not be able to stand up now, so he could only struggle to maintain the posture of sitting cross-legged, bowing his head and not looking at An Yizhen.

"Then why is there still nothing in this room?" An Yizhen speculated, "Senior Brother Yu bullied you and didn't give it to you?"

Zhuang Zimo was silent, what is there to explain? He doesn't even know what bedding and daily necessities are now, how to say it. Yu Haoxuan said that Ai Jingzhi had other arrangements for him. He was afraid that it would take another humiliation to give him something, or that he was not qualified to have those things, at most as a reward. It was like being in the forbidden area before, and it was not every day that he was given food. Ai Jingzhi only gave it every three or five times when he was in a good mood. If he was in a bad mood, he was punished for days. He was hanged in a prison cell, and he couldn't even drink water. Under those conditions, he still survived, and now he is not tied to his hands and feet, and he can go to the bathroom to drink water when he is thirsty.

An Yizhen smelled the faint smell of blood, remembered what Ai Jingzhi said about imprisoning Zhuang Zimo with purple gold nails, and asked with concern, "Are you injured? I have medicine."

The injury has always been there. Since he can remember, the injury on his body has never been broken. But as for the medicine, he had only heard of it, but had never used it. It is impossible in the extreme north. In the forbidden area, Ai Jingzhi said that he is a lowly demon slave and is not worthy of use at all.

What does this weird little junior sister want to do? He lowered his eyes and said, "A little injury, it's fine, no need."

An Yi could really feel Zhuang Zimo's refusal attitude, and he was sure that he was seriously injured. He really wants to suffer for face, and he swallows any suffering himself, and the last copy can see the signs.

Now he doesn't believe her at all, and he doesn't even want food, so it's even more impossible to accept her bizarre identity and otherworldly trial grounds.

It doesn't make sense to reason, let's change the way of thinking and speak with strength.

She took out the painkiller (grade 2) and the Jinchuang medicine (grade 2) from the package bar, and fed him into his mouth at a lightning-quick speed by taking advantage of her own speed. .

The method of forcing opponents to swallow pills was still taught by Zhuang Zimo's words and deeds. Now An Yizhen treats others with his own way, and he is relieved.

Forced to swallow a strange pill, Zhuang Zimo did not resist violently, and he did not even have any anger in his heart. He knew that the girl in front of him was Ai Jingzhi's favorite disciple, and she seemed to be Yu Haoxuan's favorite. He originally wanted to kill her and let the other two experience heartache, but now he hesitated.

It's definitely not kindness, how could he have any kindness?

It was he who noticed that her movements were so fast that if he wasn't careful, he wouldn't be able to see it at all. So, he took a wrong look before. An Yizhen is definitely not as weak as she looks on the surface. The spiritual energy on her body is thin, and her apparent cultivation is so low, there must be another reason, maybe it's just some kind of disguise. Luckily he wasn't fooled.

At such a fast speed just now, if she has a powerful magic weapon in hand, he has no chance of winning. But she just fed him two pills. Do not know what kind of poison it is? What exactly does she want to use him for?

"The medicine I gave you just now melts in your mouth, so don't try to spit it out again." An Yizhen said softly, "This is a medicine that I have kept in my possession. It should be useful for healing and relieving pain."

Zhuang Zimo didn't feel any adverse reaction after the medicine was put into his stomach. On the contrary, the pain that had been entangled in his whole body suddenly eased, and even the wound of the Zijin bone nail seemed to be less uncomfortable. Could it be that what she gave was really just medicine for healing?

"Why are you giving me these benefits?" In Zhuang Zimo's conception, there is never a free benefit, but in the past, it was only possible to get it by paying first. Could this little junior sister be stupid? Is it difficult to call?

An Yizhen guessed that he would ask this question, and said, "I just want to inquire about the magic mountain and monsters in the extreme north. For example, have you heard of alien monsters?"

"Junior sister, the sect master doesn't allow me to communicate with female disciples. You should be here tonight. I advise you to leave early." Zhuang Zimo didn't want to tell anyone about those painful past events. Besides, it was good for him. You already have it, so why answer the question? Thinking of this, I couldn't help but remind, "In addition, little junior sister, before trading with someone in the future, you must first negotiate the conditions. After negotiating, the other party can do it, and it will not be too late to give benefits."

An Yizhen smiled slightly, thinking that Zhuang Zimo is not as obedient and obedient as he looks on the surface. Whether it is the character or the original he, he is very thoughtful, and it is not something that Xiaoen Xiaohui can bribe, so she will use ruthless tricks next. .

She took a step back and took out the Zijin bell. Since Zhuang Zimo refused to talk about it, and even turned his face and refused to recognize him when he got the benefit, then she couldn't show weakness. She sank her face, pinched the purple gold bell, and pretended to threaten: "Actually, I didn't give you any benefit just now, and I haven't negotiated conditions with you. Do you recognize this magic weapon? You have purple gold nails on your body, right? If you don't answer my question, or if I think there is something wrong with what you said, I will use this magic weapon. Now, will you say what I want to ask?"