After the death of the villain master, the traitor went crazy

Today happens to be the fifteenth day of the lunar month. Linglong Town holds two big markets on the first and fifteenth day of every month.

There were crowds of people walking on East Street.

"Tanghulu~ sweet and delicious tanghulu~ eating it will make your child smarter~" The hawker's cry was exactly the same as I remembered.

The children excitedly pulled the hands of the adults around them, looked around, and were curious about everything around them.

When I heard the hawking of candied haws, I couldn't help but move over.

He used to be like this too. His sister couldn't stand his nagging, and he would succeed seven or eight times out of ten.

In fact, this spiritual fruit candied haws is very sour. It is just an ordinary sour fruit coated with a layer of sugar.

When Li Fuyi ate it again as an adult, he almost vomited it out.

But in my childhood memories, there was not a trace of sourness, only the crispy sweetness of the sugar shell.

The women gathered in groups of three or five, discussing which robes were more beautiful and which accessories were more exquisite.

The men gathered in tea stalls and wine shops, chatting and exchanging what they had heard about the sect.

Li Fuyi walked into East Street alone, but the bustling crowd seemed to be controlled by an invisible force and naturally parted to both sides, leaving him a wide passage.

When he passed by, the people around him would deliberately lower the volume of their conversations.

The vendors and pedestrians around him, although busy with their own business, were unconsciously attracted to him and cast curious and awe-inspiring glances at him.

He was dressed in a dark purple floor-length robe and an exquisite silver hair crown, and his whole body exuded an extremely fierce aura.

Even though no one knew Li Fuyi's identity, he stood out from the crowd and people would give way to him from a distance to avoid offending the important people.

Linglong Town has the headquarters of the Zichen Sword Sect, and even ordinary people have some knowledge of it.

Occasionally, there are children who are ignorant of the world and have never seen people dressed like this. They open their mouths to ask the elders around them, but they are stopped in time.

This is the same as the East Street in my memory, but also seems different...

Li Fuyi walked forward mechanically, passing by one familiar or unfamiliar store after another.

Nearly a thousand years have erased too many things. Even though East Street seems to be the same as before, there are always some things that are different.

Just like him, Li Fuyi, he was no longer the little kid who ran around the streets wantonly and would be spat on by the waiter if he was occasionally reckless.

The respect and fear that people around him showed him made him feel deeply that even he himself had become different.

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from the front, with the unique boldness of a young girl: "My father said that there will be no Bai Shengdan today, please come back tomorrow!"

The group of people surrounding her were buzzing about something, as if they wanted her to be flexible as their child needed it urgently.

"It's really gone." The girl looked quite helpless. "My father didn't even keep the one he left for me. The one that lady just bought was the last bottle."

He was so exhausted from talking that he simply stood on a bench at the side and said, "Everyone, the trials of various sects are about to begin. Everyone wants to buy Baisheng Pills to consolidate their cultivation, but my father works day and night and can only refine these."

He bowed to the crowd of people surrounding the pharmacy and said, "Except for the orders from regular customers, this is all I can sell to you every day."

"Everyone come early tomorrow, okay?"

Everyone saw the girl sweating profusely as she spoke, and the honest doctor standing at the door of the pharmacy nodded in agreement.

I had no choice but to leave with a sigh, thinking that I must come earlier tomorrow.

After all, what the girl said was right. During these months every year, Baishengdan is in short supply, and it is the same in every pharmacy.

When the girl saw everyone disperse, she breathed a sigh of relief and jumped down from the bench.

He dusted off the bench before returning it to the owner of the soup and noodle shop.

He hurriedly said to the doctor at the door of the medicine shop, "Dad, let's go back too. Mom should be waiting for us to eat."

"Once the Baishengdan is sold out tomorrow, we will close the clinic! It has been like this for so long, every day..." She pouted and acted like a little girl.

The honest doctor scratched her nose and wiped the sweat from her forehead with his sleeve with a doting look on his face.

"Parents all over the world love each other. This Bai Sheng Dan is just a supplement, just to give you peace of mind."

"Dad, why did you sell the portion you left for me? Dad, you don't love me anymore. I'm going to complain to Mom."

Seeing his daughter pout, the good-tempered doctor coaxed her into the pharmacy.

Li Fuyi watched this harmonious scene of loving father and filial son from afar, and when he looked up, he saw Wu Tong Medical Clinic.

"...Sister..." It has been many years since I called her with such a trembling voice.

Although that face is childish, with a touch of innocence, liveliness and mischief, it is my sister's face.

My sister is really reborn... That!

Master! !

"Ugh..." Li Fuyi covered his chest, an indescribable pain churning in his heart.

His face turned pale and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

With a stumble, his originally upright figure began to shake gradually. Finally, he could no longer support himself and had to use his left hand to support the ground before he knelt on one knee on the rough stone street.

His right palm was pressed tightly against his chest, and waves of cramping surged from deep within, making him instinctively hold his breath, close his eyes, and lower his head.

"Are you okay? My father is a doctor, let him help you?" A familiar yet unfamiliar voice came from above his head.

Li Fuyi raised her head and saw her reborn sister with her father.

The doctor smiled naively and said, "I'm Wu Yang, the owner of Wu Tong Clinic. I studied under the Medicine Immortal Mansion. Could I ask Xiao Ke to help you take a look?"

"...Thank you..." Enduring the pain, Li Fuyi forced herself to stand up.

Wu Yang supported Li Fuyi as they walked towards Wu Tong Clinic. The young man inside came out and helped them in.

……

Wu Yang took Li Fuyi's pulse but didn't prescribe any medicine. He said to her, "I was so angry that I got into trouble. It's a minor problem."

"You only need to practice the mental method for a few cycles to regulate your Qi and smooth your energy. You can meditate here. I will close the door and keep watch for you."

His daughter immediately protested: "Dad! Mom is still waiting."

Wu Yang comforted her: "Rongrong, go to the backyard and have dinner with your mother first. Dad will be here soon."

He even took out an oil-paper bag from his sleeve and stuffed it into her hand: "I bought you some white sugar cake. Don't let your mother see it."

"Go ahead, Dad will be here soon."

Only then did Wu Rongrong happily hold the oil-paper bag and go to the backyard.

Wu Yang turned around and found that Li Fuyi had not started to meditate yet, but was looking at them instead, thinking that he had something to say.

"Is there anything else you need? If you need protection, I'll send someone to the base to pass on the message." Just when he was supporting Li Fuyi, he saw the Zichen Sword Sect's badge hanging on her waist.