论如何错误地套路一个魔教教主 / The Wrong Way to a Demon Sect Leader by 一只大雁 (Yi Zhī Dàyàn)

Chapter 70

Zhao Jiangui wants to speak, Xiao Lin is ever-so-slowly coming to.

Wei Qi's hand had really come down too ruthlessly then. The nape of Xiao Lin's neck aches dully, and he rubs at his neck, gazing fixedly at the sky, thinking he's still in a dream.

Zhao Jiangui asks him, "Are you alright?"

Xiao Lin says stunned, "Zhao Daxia? We... How did we get here?"

Zhao Jiangui goes over everything that just happened in great detail with him. Xiao Lin's face is still vacant, it seems his spirit hasn't yet returned. After quite a long while he at last opens his mouth to murmur, "Jiaozhu is really good to Zhao Daxia."

Zhao Jiangui, "...Don't talk bullshit."

Yu Xian'er already can't help covering his face as a smile rises.

Xiao Lin is still talking distractedly, "If he wasn't good to you, how would he just excuse you this easily, and let you go."

Yu Xian'er grins.

Zhao Jiangui, "..."

"Fine, we should set out." Yu Xian'er says with a smile, "That gifted doctor won't stop in the village long."

"Gifted doctor?" Xiao Lin is somewhat uncertain, inevitably asking, "Isn't Yan Daifu a gifted doctor? Since he helped Jiaozhu lie over and over again, aren't you guys and him really in the same place?"

At the mention of Yan Daifu, Yu Xian'er's expression also becomes a little strange.

"This person Yan Daifu, he's somewhat bizarre." Yu Xian'er knits his brows, "Xiao Wei and I both doubt his identity, even to the extent that Xiao Wei thinks he fundamentally doesn't have medical skills."

Xiao Lin says, "How can that be, his technique in changing Jiaozhu's bandages is definitely quite skillful."

Yu Xian'er asks, "Have you seen it?"

Xiao Lin shuts up his mouth.

Yan Daifu has always disliked spectators beside him, however he remembers that every time when changing bandages Yan Daifu had only at most shown a teacup of gongfu, thus inferring that Yan Daifu's techniques are skilled, that's all.

Xiao Lin thinks for a while, also saying, "If he doesn't know medicine, how can Jiaozhu stand him at his side."

Yu Xian'er wants to speak but hesitates, considers it for a moment, continues, "So Xiao Wei feels like he's just overthinking it."

Xiao Lin nods, "Definitely overthinking it."

He turns his head to look, however he sees that Zhao Jiangui and Yu Xian'er both have grave expressions.

"What's up with you both?" Xiao Lin says blankly, "Did I say something wrong?"

Zhao Jiangui slowly shakes his head, "Let's set out first."

Once they arrive at the little village Yu Xian'er mentioned, it's already been two days.

These two days, Zhao Jiangui has been thinking deeply on this matter in his heart. He also worries Ji Han's serious injuries haven't yet healed, and doesn't know whether or not there will be an accident en route. He just thinks briefly that the two days are as endless as a few years. Moreover, he doesn't feel the poison dispersing from his body, instead intensifying in its seriousness. He can only move a little, an acute pain ongoing in his core. His whole body's neigong has been suppressed completely into uselessness by the poison.

Their carriage is still outside the city's entrance, having just seen quite a few people of Jianghu from the righteous sect.

Zhao Jiangui is still burdened by the accusation of having killed Mengzhu's top disciple, not at all daring to show his face at the moment. He's forced to hide inside the carriage, leaving it to Yu Xian'er to face the outside and connect with that gifted doctor. They hear that gifted doctor is staying in the village's little inn nowadays. It's a tiny and run-down inn long overflowing with people seeking medical attention. Xiao Lin lifts the curtain of the carriage to look around outside, inevitably clicking his tongue and saying, "What daifu is staying here after all."