After wearing the book, I became the white moonlight of the paranoid protagonist

Jiang Weilin left the inn and the small town, Yu Jian went to Xuanlingzong.

He has been on the road for two days.

Should I say it or not, this city is really far away from Xuanlingzong!

After two days of driving, I only managed half of the distance. It is really terrible. Every day in the sky, the wind and the sun are shining, even if there is aura blocking it, it is very eye-catching.

As for Yuan Shan.

After that day, the two of them could be said to have opened up, which was a good start for Jiang Weilin.

It's really convenient to talk about this kind of thing, it's really not his character to be shy.

After another day of driving, Jiang Weilin settled down in a small town and found an inn to sleep for the night.

Even after taking the golden elixir, the abundant energy did not affect his sleep quality at all.

"Guest officer, come and sit down." As soon as he entered, the waiter warmly greeted Jiang Weilin and took Jiang Weilin to a seat by the window.

You can see the lush greenery outside the window from the side, which is not bad.

Jiang Weilin tapped the table with his fingertips, and said casually: "Two of the signature dishes will do, and we will open a high-grade room by the way."

After speaking, he put a small silver coin on the table.

Xiao Er hurriedly took the money, nodded and bowed in response, and then ran to the back kitchen to order food.

Perhaps it was because of the large amount of money given, and the fast delivery of the dishes. Jiang Weilin hadn't eaten this kind of dinner for quite some time. Since he entered Jindan, he didn't need to eat at all in those three years. If he was hungry, he could only eat pastries brought by Yuanshan from the secret realm. Satisfy hunger.

However, it is really not good for practitioners to eat too much dinner.

There will be too many impurities in the body, and they have to be specially discharged during cultivation.

Jiang Weilin picked up two mouthfuls of food at random, and just as he entered the mouth, he heard a man in plain clothes with rolled up sleeves chatting with the people around him.

"Hey, have you heard?"

"What? But what's the matter?"

"It's not new, it's been smelling bad since a few years ago."

"What's the matter?" The other man was obviously a little impatient.

"It's those people who cultivate immortals, have you ever understood?"

"I've heard that the group of poor ghosts next door to me are so poor that they can't get rid of it. They are lucky. That child was personally selected by the immortal."

"That's right, I heard that demon cultivators have appeared frequently recently."

"What? Demon cultivator!" The man couldn't help but raise his voice a little bit. He apologized quickly when he saw the people around him, and then said in a low voice, "Why did those grandsons who did evil things come to our place? Isn't our sect with many immortals here?" Do you sit in town? They don’t harm people in their own territory, what are they doing here.”

Although mortals don't have much contact with cultivators, they have heard about many things in the world of cultivating immortals.

Especially about the demonic cultivator, after all, the immortal cultivator will not do anything to them, but the demonic cultivator will use human blood and life to temper his body and improve his cultivation level. Once he appears, he can slaughter several villages, which is frightening.

"Who knows, if you can't keep the immortals and demons, you will have to go to war again." The commoner man who mentioned this matter was not at all panicked, and the old god shook his head.

"I have a relative's elder sister's daughter's cousin, who is in the Xianmen. I heard that it has not been peaceful recently. There are always demon cultivators coming and going, but they can't catch anyone. Now all sects are on alert and are also going to the surrounding The town sends disciples to protect the safety of the people."

"Hey, I feel more at ease when you say that."

"Where do you feel at ease, those demon cultivators kill like hell, even if those disciples can beat them, they won't be able to affect some people in time." The clothed man smiled.

"Hey, look at what you said, how can you hit people like this! But what kind of support do you have for your appearance?"

"That's natural. My relative's sister's daughter's cousin asked us to move to a place that is very close to the fairy gate so that we can be taken care of better. If something happens, we can escape."

"Hiss—you're so lucky, but what's the relationship with letting me go..."

The following conversations were all routine, Jiang Weilin took all these words into his ears, he had already finished his meal, and took a small sip of tea.

At this moment, a three or four-year-old child came over. He was dressed in rags, his body was dirty, his hair and clothes were curled up and stuck together, and his hands and face were black like mud.

He was so thin that when he stood up, he was not even as high as the table, and he carefully touched the foot of a table, poked his head, and looked eagerly at the food on Jiang Weilin's table.

Seeing this, Jiang Weilin's heart skipped a beat, and he waved at the child.

The child seemed not expecting to be discovered by him, and took two steps back in panic.

But Jiang Weilin's expression didn't change, he still stretched out his hand towards him.

After hesitating for a while, the child took small steps and carefully walked over.

When the child came to his side, Jiang Weilin raised his hand and rubbed the other person's head, with a movement of his fingertips, a cleansing technique landed on the child's body, instantly removing all the dirt.

This one really stunned the child, who lowered his head in shock and pinched his clean clothes indiscriminately.

After watching for a while, he suddenly raised his head to look at Jiang Weilin, and when he was about to blurt out the word 'immortal', Jiang Weilin made a silent gesture.

The boy quickly swallowed back the words he was about to spit out.

But his expression was still extremely excited, a pair of dark eyes were staring at Jiang Weilin with sparkle.

"Hungry?" Jiang Weilin took a few pastries from a clean plate and stuffed them into the boy's palm.

Seeing this, the boy directly stuffed two pieces of rice cakes into his mouth, ate them voraciously, and swallowed them in two or three bites.

Jiang Weilin made him some tea and gave him the rest of the rice cakes.

Looking at the boy anxiously eating the snack in his hand, Jiang Weilin looked at it, and his memory couldn't help drifting back to more than ten years ago.

At that time, I had just picked up Yuan Shan, and it was smaller than the boy in front of me.

The three-year-old was skinny, and he was fighting over buns from a kid who was several years older than him. Two buns that were a full circle bigger than his mouth were forced into his mouth, causing his mouth to bleed.

In fact, he never knew about Yuan Shan's life experience.

When the child was young, he asked, but the other party didn't know.

Now I don't ask, but Yuan Shan never seems to want to go back to his original family.

"Thank you Xianchang." A thank you brought back Jiang Weilin's thoughts.

I saw that the boy had already finished eating the pastry, and there were still a lot of crumbs in his hand and mouth, staring at Jiang Weilin with bright eyes.

Jiang Weilin smiled lightly, rubbed the child's head, and stuffed some copper plates and tiny pieces of silver into the palm of his hand.

If you give too much, you may not be able to keep it, but such a small piece of silver can be hidden.

"Let's go play," he said.

"Thank you, thank you." The boy stumbled and thanked again, but he didn't leave, and when he seemed to be about to say something, Xiao Er suddenly walked over.

"Hey! Why are you a stinky beggar again! Go away! Don't come here to disturb our business!"

Hearing this, the boy panicked, and seemed to want to run away, but he couldn't bear to stand there hesitantly.

Until Jiang Weilin said, "It's okay, let this child stay by my side."

The Xiaoer who rushed over paused for a moment, glanced at Jiang Weilin who was lightly resting his hand on the boy's head, nodded hesitantly, and then walked away step by step.

Seeing this, the boy also looked at Xiao Er's back leaving in a bit of bewilderment.

"Huh? But I still want to sit for a while." Jiang Weilin asked warmly.

The boy paused and shook his head, he hesitated for a long time, his eyes kept scanning Jiang Weilin and then moved away, Jiang Weilin waited patiently after seeing this.

After a long time, the boy asked in a low voice, "Immortal, can you do me a favor?"

The movements of Jiang Weilin's hands paused slightly, and after thinking about it, it has only been two days since he went to Xuanlingzong, and he seemed not in a hurry, so he nodded and said: "Go ahead."

"I, my aunt got sick a few days ago. She was in good health and never got sick before, but this time she became as thin as a skeleton. Even if the doctor came, she couldn't cure it." The boy said in his tone at first. Steady, he couldn't help sobbing a little after speaking, and raised his small hand to wipe the corners of his eyes.

"But what's the disease?" Jiang Weilin asked.

The boy shook his head, "The doctor also said he didn't know, it's just... I heard from the lady next door that it was the goblin who sucked my mother's energy and couldn't be saved."

"Unless there is a fairy to help."

Hearing this, Jiang Weilin thought for a while, then patted the boy's head, "Then take me to have a look."

The boy didn't expect Jiang Weilin to agree so quickly, he was overjoyed at once, wiped his eyes carelessly, and clenched his fists nervously.

"Are you still hungry?" Jiang Weilin stood up and asked.

"Not hungry, not hungry." The boy eagerly wanted to take Jiang Weilin back, but he shook his head repeatedly after hearing these words.

Jiang Weilin was helpless, he walked to the front desk and asked the shopkeeper to pack two pastries, and then left the inn with the boy.

"What's your name?" Jiang Weilin asked casually on the way to the boy's house.

"My name is Dafu." Dafu quickly replied.

Jiang Weilin was a little surprised when he heard this, and he didn't know what to think of, so he asked what the names of the children in Dafu's other family were.

Dafu quickly reported a few.

They are all names like Ergou, Daniu, and Sanniu.

From this point of view, Yuan Shan's name doesn't really seem like something a troubled child would have.

Suddenly thinking of these, Jiang Weilin quickly shook his head and waved away the thoughts in his mind, it is better not to doubt anymore, everything will be clear when he sees Brother Song's juniors?

Dafu's home is very close to here, and he arrived there in a short time.

"That's it, Immortal Elder." Dafu pointed to a dilapidated house.

The house is very old at first glance, the corners are covered with green moss, the walls have a lot of cracks, as for the roof tiles, there are even a few pieces of broken tiles, and there is a rough wall around the house. Around the wooden fence, a hen can be vaguely seen walking and pecking inside.

"Don't be disgusted with the immortal head." Dafu scratched his head embarrassedly.

At this time, the aunt at the side happened to come out, she squinted her eyes when she saw this scene, and after seeing it clearly, she hurried forward, "Hey, Dafu, where did you bring such a handsome young master?"

Dafu panicked when he heard this, and quickly said: "Ma'am, this is the elder fairy."

"Immortal Elder?" The aunt was not very convinced, how could the immortal come to such a poor place like them.

Dafu hurriedly said: "Yes! The head fairy is here to treat my mother."

After hearing this, the aunt immediately became vigilant, "What's wrong? What's wrong with your mother, let this man go quickly!"

As he said that, he was about to chase Jiang Weilin away with his own hands.

What immortal, what doctor, look at this young appearance, I am afraid it is not some charlatan to deceive people.

"Auntie! Don't do this, auntie!" Dafu panicked when he saw this posture, and he quickly grabbed the auntie tightly, "He is really a fairy! I saw with my own eyes that he moved his finger and my whole body was clean."

As he spoke, he tugged on his clothes as proof.

The auntie took a closer look, and really saw that the dirt that could not be washed off Dafu's body was really gone, and she immediately wavered.

"Ma'am, he's real, let's let him in quickly." Dafu pushed the aunt away, and carefully apologized to Jiang Weilin, "I'm sorry Xianchang, aunt didn't mean it."

"It's nothing." Jiang Weilin shook his head, but looked at the house with serious eyes.

He seemed to feel a strange breath.

Followed Dafu into the dilapidated house, inside there was only a stone bed and a large tank filled with water, it was extremely simple, and exuded a foul smell.

And lying on the bed was a woman who was barely recognizable as a human being. She was as thin as a stick, with a sallow complexion.

"I'm sorry, Immortal Chief, maybe there's a little smell, it's...it's because Auntie is sick..." Dafu scratched his head, his face was full of apology, even his ears were red from nervousness up.

Jiang Weilin didn't answer, he put the dessert he packed just now on the stone table beside him, and walked directly to the stone bed.

The closer you get to the stench, the clearer it becomes.

This is... the inside of the body is rotten, but the person is not completely dead.

Not surprisingly, I couldn't survive tonight without any intervention.

The aunt who was about to block the way just now followed in worriedly, and the other villagers who had noticed when there was a dispute here also slowly moved closer.

But without exception, when they reached the gate of the courtyard, they were overwhelmed by the stench, and there was a lot of discussion immediately.

"This Liu'er's illness is getting worse."

"Obviously I've only been ill for two or three days, and the day before yesterday I was just tired, but today I have this bad smell."

"...Could it be, he's dead."

"Okay, okay, what are you talking about, isn't this a fairy elder? I don't know if it's true or not, let him take a look first."

The villagers' discussions were very mixed and small, but it was inevitable that a few words fell into Dafu's ears. Hearing the word 'dead', his eyes were sore and he tightened his clothes in fear.

"Xianchang, my mother, can my mother be saved?"

Jiang Weilin looked at it for a while, and after hearing this, he turned his head to look at Dafu, and calmly said: "It's not a problem, your mother was infiltrated by demonic energy, she should have touched something that shouldn't be touched."

After saying that, he raised his hand slightly, and saw a faint white light flashing across his fingertips, and then a black mist floated out of the woman's body on the stone bed.

"what!"

"Look! Look! What is this!"

"My God, what is this!"

"Is this what made Liu'er sick?"

Jiang Weilin raised his energy, received all the magic energy in his hands, and then scattered it all away with a violent shock.

With the withdrawal of the demonic energy, the lip color of the woman on the stone bed gradually changed from black to white, but generally it still didn't improve.

After all, the body is almost corroded.

Jiang Weilin took out a pill and stuffed it into Dafu's hand, "Feed it to your mother."

Now, no one dared to say anything.

Even the aunt at the gate looked at this scene in shock, and after seeing Jiang Weilin's hands with more things out of thin air, she didn't dare to speak anymore, for fear of offending the immortal.

Dafu quickly stuffed the elixir into the woman's mouth, the elixir melted in the mouth, and the effect of the elixir against mortals would be extremely fast.

After a while, the stench dissipated, and the woman's face slowly returned to normal.

"Your mother should be fine." Jiang Weilin looked at the state of the woman and said, and then reminded her, "When your mother wakes up, let her think about it, but where did she go and touch something, those things might have a demonic aura , if you are not careful, you will be stained."

Dafu saw that the woman's complexion improved, and after hearing Jiang Weilin's words, he knelt down on the ground with a thump, and kowtowed vigorously a few times, "Thank you, Immortal! Thank you, Immortal!"

"Don't kneel down, get up quickly." Jiang Weilin sighed helplessly, bent down and pulled Dafu up.

Then he pointed to the pastries on the table, "These are for you, I should go too, see you in the future if there is fate."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the door. The villagers blocking the door suddenly dispersed. After Jiang Weilin walked out, someone suddenly knelt down.

"Immortal! I beg you to save my child! My child also has this disease!"

He was the first, and then two more knelt down.

Seeing this, Jiang Weilin's heart condensed slightly. Generally speaking, mortals rarely come into contact with demon energy.

After all, this is not a place where demonic cultivators can act recklessly, and even if a demonic cultivator comes, the people he encounters will die immediately, and this kind of infection with demonic energy is obviously not a encounter with a demonic cultivator.

It's easy to get infected when you go to the place where the magician left the magic energy or touch something with the magic energy.

From this point of view, what the person in the inn said should be true, and indeed many demon cultivators came here.

More and more devil cultivators have arrived at the boundary guarded by the orthodox cultivators, and they should be planning to do something.

Jiang Weilin thought of the original plot. Before the protagonist was framed by the demon cultivator in the plot, the demon cultivator seemed to have infiltrated a large number of righteous sects, and wanted to start a small-scale chaotic war, which was also a test of the righteous way's strength.

If you think that the chances of winning are relatively high, maybe there will be a war between immortals and demons.