My practice with the fairy

Chapter 55 The Two Saints
On a rainy night, with oil lamps, two men and a woman are eating hot noodles.

People who don't know may think that they are friends who have known each other for a long time.

Zhao Buqian and others still stood there stupidly, not daring to go forward.

Because they don't understand what's going on.

Why are you still eating it?
Jing Yue ate noodles very slowly, or he mainly drank soup, supplemented by noodles.

The degree of disorder of his meridians now is not much better than that of the eldest lady that day.

And it was during this process that he probably understood what this baby-faced young father meant.

The largest power in the south is naturally the royal family, and the ones below it are "one religion, two pavilions and three families".

One religion naturally refers to the Taichu religion where this baby-faced middle-aged man belongs. There are many congregants, and the existence time is even longer than the history of Qiguo, because it has always had a close relationship with the royal family. Not too much.

The two pavilions refer to the Dingyun Pavilion and the Qingyu Pavilion, which are regarded as the first-class sects in the south, with huge influence.

The three families refer to the Liu family, the Gong family, and the Zhu family. This kind of practice family has existed for thousands of years, and its power is deeply rooted.

It can be said that for thousands of years, the large and small cultivation forces in the south have survived under the cover of these forces.

If a sect like Dingyun Pavilion wants to reverse the yin and yang in this matter and affect a lawsuit that is not equal in strength, it should not be too easy.

What's more, Jing Yue really killed a lot of people.

It was equivalent to saying that after Uncle Shen threw away that official robe, forces like Dingyun Pavilion, regardless of whether they played yang or yin, could easily kill the Shen family.

Yes, if Jing Yue's idea wasn't too strong tonight, then Jing Yue and the others would be the ones who died.

Jing Yue couldn't help complaining: "Then the iron law of the dynasty seems to have become a tool for you to borrow a knife to kill people."

Gu Qingchi, the baby-faced father, shook his head and said: "It used to be, it was for a long time, but it has been different in the past hundred years. Although I have disliked His Majesty for a long time, I have to admit that if there is no His Majesty the Emperor No matter how powerful you are, the kid in white you killed doesn’t have to hide here no matter how many people you kill.”

"Nowadays, no matter whether it is our Taichu Sect or Dingyun Pavilion, before doing anything, we must consider the rules set by the royal family. If you do too much and make a big scene, it is not good to provoke His Majesty the Emperor. temper."

"Bianzhou City is a small place. If my teacher Taichu didn't intervene in this muddy water, it would not be difficult for Dingyun Pavilion to use its means."

Hearing this, Jing Yue completely understood what he meant.

Wang Fa is useful, but his relationship with Dingyun Pavilion is not equal.

Even if this matter is put on the bright side, Dingyun Pavilion has a lot of ways to create perjury, turn black and white, and affect the judgment of the lawsuit. As Gu Qingchi said, even if the man in white fell to his death while walking, as long as Dingyun Pavilion thinks, he can There are ways to put it on your own head.

And if at this time, there is a force similar to Dingyun Pavilion involved in this matter and fully supports him, then everything will appear fair.

Well, at least the yamen will not be too partial when judging cases.

After all, there must be someone behind it.

Jing Yue was silent for a moment, then said, "Why should I trust you?"

Gu Qingchi said: "It's because I'm willing to make you a friend, because I'm willing to treat you to noodles in this cold weather, or because there are too many things in this world that don't make sense, because I like reasoning."

Jing Yue drank up the noodle soup in the bowl, coughed and said, "I believe you."

Hearing this, Gu Qingchi couldn't help smiling and said, "Very good."

The conversation was over, Jing Yue stood up, ready to leave.

Gu Qingchi asked doubtfully, "In such a hurry?"

Jing Yue said, "I have to go and see my brother."

Gu Qingchi said: "You can have another bowl of noodles, and let Caiwei accompany you back later."

"Ok?"

"My daughter is a good doctor, maybe your brother's finger can be connected." Gu Qingchi said confidently.

Gu Qingchi couldn't help looking at the girl in the yellow skirt opposite, and asked, "Really?"

Gu Caiwei was so hot that tears came out, and while fanning her slightly swollen lips, she said, "As long as your fingers are there, there should be no big problem."

Jing Yue held Gu Caiwei's hand at once, and thanked: "Thank you, miss."

Gu Caiwei's hand was suddenly held like this, but she didn't struggle much, because she was a little excited when she saw the scene.

Well, besides, this guy is good-looking, and it's not too bad to be shaken.

Not far away, Zhao Buqian and others were shocked again.

How can you eat noodles and suddenly touch it?

Just when Gu Caiwei let Jing Yue hold her hand to thank her, Jing Yue turned around and held her father Gu Qingchi's hand again, gratefully saying: "Thank you so much."

"Thank you all."

Gu Caiwei: "."

Gu Qingchi: "."

Jing Yue went on a killing spree tonight, not only because he didn't have much escape route, but also because Shen Yun lost two fingers.

You must know that in the past few months, the relationship between him and Shen Yun has rapidly warmed up, so good that it is not an exaggeration to say that they are brothers.

Especially when he was holding his little nephew, he already regarded Shen's residence as his home.

He didn't like seeing his father's palm bewildered because of the lack of two fingers after his nephew became more sensible, and he didn't want to see Shen Yun's right hand, which is used to hold the child, missing two fingers in the future, so he was very murderous before. .

Now I suddenly heard that the finger can be reattached smoothly, how can I be unhappy.

In Shen's residence, the hall was brightly lit at night.

The third young master put his bloody right hand on the table, next to his two severed fingers, and on the opposite was the calm girl Gu Caiwei.

After noticing that Shen Yun's complexion was strange, Gu Caiwei reminded: "You can't help it later, pee if you want."

Shen Yun said with a painful face: "Yes."

After recovering, the third young master, Shen Yun, returned to normal. He was no longer as bloody as before, and was so scared to pee when he saw his own fingers.

Gu Caiwei took out a porcelain bottle and sprinkled some gray-black powder on his severed finger.

Afterwards, she quickly picked up the two severed fingers, rubbed them, and the severed fingers hooked on her hand.

Immediately afterwards, she saw the timing and precisely aligned her finger on the fracture.

A silver needle flew out connected to the white thread, and jumped up in Gu Caiwei's hand.

Within a moment, Shen Yun's two fingers had been sewn together.

Visible to the naked eye, some small gray-black burrs drilled out of the suture, biting like a granulation, connecting the incision more tightly.

Gu Caiwei began to wash her hands very carefully.

And the third young master still sat there with his eyes closed, trembling with fright.

After all, he didn't hold back and asked, "Girl, are you ready?"

Gu Caiwei said: "Okay, you can open your eyes and have a look."

Shen Yun cried: "I dare not."

Gu Caiwei was speechless, and said: "It's up to you whether you want to see it or not, you can find a doctor to remove the stitches after five days."

Hearing this, Shen Yun finally plucked up the courage to open his eyes, and found that his fingers were really sewn up, and even faintly seemed to be moving, so he couldn't help crying with joy.

"Mom, I didn't lose my finger!"

Shen Yun couldn't help crying, like a child who hasn't grown up.

After that, he cried and hugged with his sister and mother.

After crying for a while, he couldn't help looking at Gu Caiwei, and said, "Sister Immortal, thank you."

Gu Caiwei packed up her needle and thread, and said, "No, it's easy."

"Sister, can I take a bath?"

Gu Caiwei replied: "Yes."

At this time, Shen Yun couldn't help crying, "Get water for my young master! It's hot!" while walking outside, the wet liquid fell all over the floor along his pants.

Shen Lu, who was originally very moved, couldn't help but picked up an empty teacup and drank it, feeling a little embarrassed for a while.

My brother really peed.

"Thank you for your wonderful hand, girl."

Jing Yue, who saw this scene, naturally thanked him again.

At this time, he suddenly looked at Gu Caiwei's hand.

Gu Caiwei was a little puzzled, she thought her hands were very beautiful, but she still seemed a little uncomfortable being stared at by a man so directly.

Jing Yue suddenly pointed to a pattern on her sleeve, and asked, "Miss Gu, what is this?"

It was a pattern embroidered with a bird holding two green leaves in its mouth.

Gu Caiwei replied: "This is the sign of my teaching."

Jing Yue asked again: "Does your religion have a saint?"

Gu Caiwei blinked her big bright eyes and said, "Yes, if you count, there should be two of them."

(End of this chapter)