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Song Lan looked at the bucket of roses in front of her with a troubled expression.

"Song Daochang, take off your clothes, go in quickly, the medicine is good while it's hot!" Yue'er urged while rolling up her sleeves to test the water temperature.

Song Daochang blushed, looked at Yue'er, his eyes flickered, then went to the table and took out a piece of paper and wrote: "I can come by myself, Miss Ming, you can go out and rest."

Yue'er saw what Daoist Song had written, laughed, and said, "Got it, I'll go out first, and I'll come in after you take off your clothes. I still need to work hard for you to stabilize my pulse." After finishing speaking, she went out.

Only then did Song Lan relax, took off his coat, and entered the strange-smelling medicine barrel.

Ever since I ran into Ming Xiyue in the mountains, she told herself that she could get rid of the corpse poison on her body, and maybe there was hope to be a human again. At that time, Song Lan was very excited and wanted to ask him to understand immediately, but he was speechless. I had to suppress my joy.

The two found a bamboo house in the mountains, and there was a pond behind the bamboo house.

Yue'er said that this place is very good.

She doesn't look very old, but she handles things extremely steadily and meticulously. Although Song Lan doesn't know what she means, she just obeys her words and acts on them.

Yue'er gave Song Lan a list with the names of some herbal medicines written on it, and a brief introduction for Song Lan's identification.

Yue'er told Song Lan: "Go and find the medicine according to the list. These medicines can remove the corpse poison on your body. When you gather them all, I can start to treat you."

Song Lan nodded, and was about to set off with the list, Yue'er shouted again: "Hey, Daoist Song, remember to buy some food when you come back."

Song Lan wrote on the ground with a sword: "What vegetables to buy?"

Yue'er replied: "Just buy what you like, I'm not picky about food." After speaking, she went out and walked towards the small pond in the bamboo forest.

Song Lan also took the list and set off, looking for medicine in the city below the mountain, and buying vegetables by the way.

Yue'er came to the bamboo forest pond and cast a spiritual power into the water. The muddy pond water immediately became crystal clear, and the fish and shrimps in the pond could be seen swimming.

Then, Yue'er took out the spirit-locking pouch, released the white flowers in the pouch, and planted all of them in the pond. A barren pond suddenly looked like a fairyland, with clusters of fragrant flowers.

Finally, Yue'er cast a spell to cover the whole pond, for fear that the spirit flowers would be harmed...

After finishing all this, Yue'er sat by the pond, and said to Xiao Xingchen's remnant consciousness in the spirit lock bag, "Little Master Uncle, if you hold on for a while, after seven to forty-nine days, I can take these spirits away." The flowers are refined into your soul, and when the time comes, your soul must come back...Little uncle, for the past eight years, you have been wandering alone in that dark world, are you lonely? Don't worry, I will never again Leave you, I will always be with you."

The sun rises and the sun sets, and the sky is dark, Yue'er has been guarding the side of this pond, watering these spirit flowers with spiritual power.

Three days later, Song Lan came back with medicinal materials and rice vegetables. He put the things in the bamboo house and went to look for Yue'er by the Fangtang.

Yue'er was very bored. When she saw Song Lan, she waved her hand and shouted from a distance: "Song Daochang, you're back? That's great!"

It was the first time that Song Lan, who had always been as cold as ice, heard a girl so eagerly looking forward to his return. The words "That's so good" hit his heart directly, making the corners of his mouth curl up involuntarily.

Song Lan walked to Fangtang and was very surprised when he saw the spirit flower in the pond. He hurriedly wrote with his sword: "Miss Ming, what kind of flower is this? What is it for?"

Yue'er smiled and said: "This is the flower of the little uncle's spiritual knowledge. Now I am raising them with spiritual power. After they are fully recovered, I can biochemically produce the soul of the little uncle, so that the little uncle can be called back. Martial uncle's soul, and then rescue the little martial uncle."

Song Lan was amazed in his heart, "As expected of being a disciple of Baoshan Sanren! Sure enough, he has the art of bringing the dead back to life."

Yue'er asked: "By the way, Daoist Song, have you found all the medicines? What about the vegetables? I have to apply spiritual power to these flowers for the past few days, and also use fasting to fight hunger. I'm almost exhausted."

Song Lan smiled and nodded.

The two went back to the bamboo house together.

After only one stick, Yue'er made four dishes and one soup, served it on the table, and ate it like a hungry wolf.

Song Lan watched Yue'er gobble it up, without caring about her image as a girl, but felt that Yue'er was very capricious and cute, so she helped Yue'er pick up the food with a smile.

Yue'er even ate two bowls of rice, but she basically swept away all the dishes, so she stopped and asked, "Daoist Song, why do you eat so little, aren't you hungry?"

Song Lan couldn't help laughing again, and said in her heart, "You've eaten up all the food, so that's all I can eat." Then she shook her head gently.

Yue'er sighed: "You cultivators at the foot of the mountain are quite powerful. You practice night hunting all day long, and you also want to be chivalrous and help others, but you don't like to eat, drink and have fun. It's really rare. But it's also boring."

Song Lan smiled again, Yue'er was really innocent and lovely.

Yue'er said again: "Okay, I've eaten and drank enough, now it's time to get down to business, please clean up the bowls and chopsticks, Taoist priest, I'm going to make medicinal soup for you."

Song Lan smiled and nodded.

The two went to the kitchen, Song Lan washed the dishes, Yue'er threw the medicinal materials Song Lan had found into the pot and boiled it, and put a teardrop of her own into it after an hour.

Song Lan saw that the teardrops were very strange, so she wanted to ask a question, but she couldn't speak, so she gave up.

Song Lan soaked in the soup, and after recalling what happened during these days, her body began to tremble, for some reason.

"Song Daochang, are you alright? By the way, you can't talk, so I'll go in." Yue'er shouted outside the door.

Song Lan felt his body was hot, his blood was boiling, and he was in pain. A soft little hand was covering his forehead.

"Okay, the medicine is working. Be patient for a while, I know you are feeling very uncomfortable, and I will help you calm down." Yue'er said seriously, as if she had changed from a lively little girl to a gentle big sister all of a sudden. .

Yue'er slowly injected her spiritual power into Song Lan's body, and a stream of ice entered Song Lan's blood, which immediately lowered the heat in his body, and his blood became warmer, but the medicinal soup began to "crack, squeak, squeak" "It was bubbling, as if it was boiling, and black air came out of Song Lan's head.

After maintaining this for an hour, Song Lan felt that her body became more and more relaxed, and Yue'er also put away her spiritual power.

"That's it for today, and I'll continue tomorrow. After fourteen days of continuous soaking, the corpse poison in your body should be completely eliminated. At that time, I will teach you the method of returning to the original, and with your Taoism, you can become a human body again." Question." Yue'er said wearily.

Song Lan nodded, excited and joyful in her heart, wanted to say "thank you" but couldn't, so she had to express her gratitude with her eyes.

Yue'er was so tired that she couldn't see Song Lan's shining eyes clearly, she turned and left the room, "Clean up yourself."

Song Lan packed up everything obediently, changed into clean clothes and went to find Yue'er.

Yue'er, who was wearing a white dress, sat cross-legged by the side of the square pond and closed her eyes to rest.

Song Lan walked over with a coat and lightly put it on Yue'er.

Under the night, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the breeze is leisurely.