The female master reported to the palace master, the master is favored by the road

Linglong on the opposite side, with her current skills and keen five senses, could hear them even if they spoke in a low voice.

It's true, no matter when and where, as long as there are people, you can meet these gossipers.

She raised her hand hidden under the cap and pressed several major acupoints on her body. She stood up and walked to Zi'an. Under the puzzled gazes of several people, she raised her hand to take off the cap and put it on Zi'an's head as he looked up at her.

While bending down to help Allah wrap his hat, he whispered in his ear: "Wear it well and ignore those gossipers."

When Linglong took off the hat, everyone on the ox cart was amazed, so no one cared about what she said.

Zi'an, whose vision was blocked, came back to his senses. Even without looking around, he could sense the burning gazes falling on Linglong.

Zi'an's face turned dark. He took out the handkerchief Linglong had given him and put it on his face. Then he took off his hat, stood up and stood on tiptoe to help Linglong put on the hat.

Seeing this, Linglong reached out and took the hat.

Looking at the handkerchief on the boy's face, Linglong rubbed her left hand with her right hand. How should she punish a disobedient boy?

Song Dong came back to his senses and saw this scene. He smiled and shook his head. He said to Linglong and Zian who were still standing, "Okay, Lingjie, there's no one here. We're leaving. Everyone, take your seats."

Linglong tilted her head and nodded: "Okay, Aunt Song."

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand, helped the boy sit down, then turned around and returned to his seat.

The two men next to Zi'an looked at the exquisitely embroidered handkerchief on Zi'an's face with jealousy in their eyes, but they didn't say anything else.

This time when Wang Linglong and her friends went to the government office, they didn't know whether to report to the police. They didn't dare to offend Wang Linglong's family at this critical juncture.

When Song Dong saw Linglong sitting properly, he whipped the cow and tapped its butt, then shouted two words: "Go..."

Linglong was quite curious as it was her first time riding in a ox cart.

In her previous life, even when she went up the mountain to collect herbs, she would drive to the foot of the mountain and then walk up the mountain.

When they were halfway through the journey, the woman on the ox cart who had been silent the whole time spoke up: "Sister Ling, where are you going?"

Linglong, who was immersed in reading a medical book, sensed a strange breath approaching and opened her eyes.

Indifferent words: "Fucheng."

After saying this, Linglong raised her eyes and looked at the position of the sun. It was almost ten o'clock.

The person who was speaking choked. He had heard that Wang Linglong was a boring person, but he didn't expect that she was really boring.

Not long after they left, the woman looked at Linglong again and asked, "Um, Sister Ling, what are you going to do in Jiyang Mansion?"

This time, there was a hint of flattery in his tone.

Linglong tilted her head, her hat moved in the wind, one corner lifted up, her cold eyes fixed on the person asking, her red lips slightly parted: "Of course, there is something."

The woman who was asking the question was so frightened when she met Linglong's eyes that she stopped asking the next question.

Until, "Whoa... we're at Mid-Levels Town!"

When Song Dong stopped the ox cart, Zi'an stood up first, walked quickly to Linglong's side and bent down.

The woman who was frightened by Linglong also came back to her senses at this time.

When he looked up and saw the expensive handkerchief on Zi'an's face, his mind got hot and when Zi'an was about to take a step forward, he actually stretched out his foot.

Linglong narrowed her eyes hidden under her hat and raised her hand to pull Zi'an.

Following this force, Linglong stood up, pretended to sway, and took a step to the side with Zi'an. At this step, Linglong's foot stepped on the woman's ankle.

Click...

The sound of breaking bones was heard.

Before the woman could even scream, Linglong pressed her mute point.

Zi'an, whose position was changed, had his eyes flashing. This was the sound of dislocated bones.

When the woman was about to fall off the cart, Linglong raised her hand to hold her shoulder, bent down at the same time, and said in a voice that only the woman could hear: "Fang Aiyan, go back and tell your aunt to wait for me, Wang Linglong, to kill her."

Fang Aiyan was frightened by the cold and merciless words. She widened her eyes and fell backwards subconsciously. The seemingly unintentional hand on her shoulder exerted a little force, and the shaky woman was frozen in place.

"Be careful, Sister Yan." These simple words made Fang Aiyan's hair stand on end.

Linglong let go, pulled out a handkerchief from her sleeve, and wiped the hand that had been used to support Fang Aiyan.

Holding Zi'an's wrist, he got off the ox cart easily.

To those who were not aware of the situation, this scene seemed like Fang Aiyan fell backwards on purpose, and Wang Linglong accidentally helped her up.

When Linglong was about two meters away from Song Dong, Zi'an turned his head to look at the person next to him.

Linglong bowed her head slightly to Song Dong and said, "Aunt Song, Linglong is going to Jiyang for two days. Linglong has something to ask for, so please take some time to visit Linglong's home when you go back these two days. Please keep this little bit of money, don't think it's too little."

After he finished speaking, he took out fifty coins from his sleeve and handed them to Song Dong.

Seeing this, Song Dong waved his hand and smiled cheerfully: "Sister Ling, we are all villagers. We are just taking a look. It's okay. No money is needed."

Seeing the seriousness in the eyes of the woman in front of her, Linglong no longer insisted and withdrew her hand: "Then Linglong would like to thank Aunt Song first. Linglong is leaving first." After she finished speaking, she lowered her head again and supported Zi'an and walked forward.

After walking a certain distance, Linglong extended his mental power.

At this moment, the ox cart was in a state of panic, with people and oxen both frightened and unable to move.

"I say, Fang Aiyan, are you from the Fang family always biting people? You twisted your foot when you just fell off the ox cart, and Sister Ling has already walked over there, but you actually said that someone stepped on you! Do you have any shame?"

Song Dong's signature loud voice echoed throughout the area where the oxcarts were parked. Soon, a small crowd of people gathered at the parking lot to watch the fun.

Linglong withdrew her mental strength, let go of Zi'an, and her steps became steady in an instant.

Zi'an lowered his hands in disappointment. At this moment, the warmth from Linglong's hand still remained on his wrist.

He took a deep breath and quickly followed Linglong.

When they arrived at the town gate, Linglong looked up and glanced at the three big words "Banshan Town" on the high wall.

He retracted his gaze and stepped into the town.

Maybe because it is close to the city, there are fewer vendors setting up stalls here.

"Sister Linglong, where are we going now?"

Noticing the unstable breath of the young man behind her, Linglong slowed down her pace and replied, "Hire a carriage and go directly to Jiyang."

Following Linglong's steps, Zi'an looked up at the woman in front of him and responded, "Yes, Sister Linglong."

Listening to the young man's respectful tone, Linglong felt inexplicably irritated.

In order to divert attention, Linglong used consciousness to transmit sound.

"Youxue, are there any other techniques in your inheritance?"

The divine sense checked the surrounding Youxue, and when he heard the master's question, he replied, "Yes, master."

After saying this, Youxue thought Linglong wanted to practice other techniques, and said anxiously: "Master, the spiritual energy in your body is only suitable for Lingxiao Jue. Other techniques are not only too slow for you, but also completely useless."

"Well, I use it to build an organization."