Writing a thesis in the world of cultivating immortals

When Fusu woke up in a daze, the sky was getting brighter, and there was a glow in the distance, and the morning glow was slowly rising.He subconsciously looked to the side, but there was no one there.

Fusu looked around curiously, and saw Wei Jie standing by the stream and cleaning the prey seriously, the serious look on his face was completely different from the temperament around him.

Fusu looked at him, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and there was tenderness in his eyes that he didn't know.

Fusu got off the bed, tidied himself hastily, and then he put away the screen and the bed that were placed on the ground.

At this time, Wei Jie's test has been completed, Fu Su walked in, and saw a roast chicken in his hand. The roast chicken was golden in color and exuded a tempting aroma. It was more delicate than the fish he ate last night. A lot, in addition to the porridge and steamed stuffed buns on the table.

Fusu looked at Wei Jie and said with a smile, "Why do you make so many?"

Wei Jie took the grilled chicken to the table and put it together, motioning to Fusu to prepare it, he said while serving the porridge, "It shouldn't be too greasy."

Fusu walked to the table with a smile, took the porridge handed over by Wei Jie, and stared straight at the fragrant roast chicken.

“I want to eat roast chicken”

Wei Jie looked at him and said doubtfully, "Drink the porridge first."

Fusu had no choice but to drink the porridge resentfully, but his eyes were still looking at the roast chicken on the table.

He glanced at Wei Jie suspiciously, why did he think Wei Jie was weird?

After thinking about it, he looked at Wei Jie, blinked his big round eyes pitifully, and looked at Wei Jie with a pitiful face.

Wei Jie glanced at him, then looked away without any reaction.

Fusu:...

After Fusu finished drinking a small bowl of porridge, Wei Jie put the roast chicken drumsticks into his bowl. Fusu looked at the drumsticks with disgust, and said timidly: "I don't want to eat chicken drumsticks, I want to eat chicken wings."

Wei Jie was taken aback for a moment, then put the chicken wings in his bowl again, and Fusu gave up being a monster and ate quietly.

Fusu ate the chicken wings, looked at Wei Jie with a happy face, his face was slightly flushed, and said softly: "Whoever can become a Taoist companion of Wei Daoist in the future must be very happy."

Wei Jie was startled when he heard the words, his ears turned red slowly, he looked at Fusu, and said with a cold face: "I don't need a Taoist companion"

Fu Su responded, and complained secretly in his heart, no need, who is your harem for?

The two of them came back to the yamen after breakfast, but overnight, the yin qi above the yamen became more intense, and the yamen servant Yintang who guarded the door turned black, and he looked like he had a kidney deficiency, obviously he was also infected.

The two approached, and heard the servant with kidney deficiency complaining to his companion: "I didn't sleep well last night, it's because I'm bored."

Another yamen servant continued: "That's right, guarding this group of people, I also secretly feel hairy. Now the news is blocked from above, but what should I do if there are more people biting people?"

From the corner of his eyes, the servant with kidney deficiency saw someone approaching, he drew out his saber, and looked at the two of them warily: "No outsiders are allowed to approach this place!"

I saw two men walking, one was dressed in white, handsome and immortal, but cold.The other one looks cute, dressed in Tsing Yi, and looks amiable.

Fusu gestured slightly to the yamen servant, and then he took out the waist card from his pocket, the yamen servant looked at him suspiciously, was stunned when he saw the belt card, and then knelt on the ground suddenly: "The villain sees the empress. ..mother?"

Fusu looked at him and said softly: "I am a Taiwu monk, this trip is only to investigate the poisoner."

The yamen servant looked at Fusu in surprise when he heard the words, he respectfully bowed to the two of them and said: "The villain doesn't know, I hope the immortal will not blame you."

Ordinary people have a heart of admiration for those who cultivate immortals, which can't be seen. When he suddenly saw two handsome immortals, he was surprised and trembling when he spoke.

Fu Su said gently: "No problem, please take us to see that poisonous man."

The yamen servant finally came to his senses, he took a step back to the side, and said respectfully: "Please, my lords."

The two of them followed the yamen servants and approached the county yamen. It was silent and full of gloom inside. Although it was midsummer, there was a sense of coldness.

The yamen servant with kidney deficiency shivered unconsciously when he entered the yamen, his face turned even paler.

"Here it is"

The yamen servant led the two to an iron gate, and said: "This is the place where the county yamen detains prisoners. Those crazy... poisonous people are locked here."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the two of them with a look of fear, and begged weakly: "The villain has to go to handle the Yamen."

Wei Jie ignored him and went straight into the cell. The yamen guard relaxed, and when he was about to leave, he heard Fusu's smiling voice: "If you want to die, go."

After finishing speaking, he followed Wei Jie step by step into the cell.

The yamen servant stood at the same place, with cold sweat on his forehead, just now he felt that the cute fairy was very scary, he stood at the same place, the breeze blew, and his back felt cold, he hurriedly stretched his legs towards the two people run.

Prisons have always been gathering places of resentment, death and yin, and now they are shrouded in resentment, because no one dares to come in to clean them up, and there is also a stench.

The two walked inside, the sound of their footsteps echoed in their ears, and the mouse hiding in the corner hurried back into the hole.

After approaching, there were suddenly a lot of people's groaning, besides the crying of children and the wailing of women.In addition, there was the low growl of the poisonous man that Fusu was familiar with, and the sound of nails scratching the wall.

"It's here" the yamen servant walked behind the two of them, reminding him.

Fu Su followed the sound and saw that there were people pushing and shoving in a large prison cell. These people had dark skin, dejected faces, and their hands and feet were lying on their sides weakly. He heard someone coming, pushing and shoving. All crowded in front of the door, hands with long black nails grasping in the gap:

"Help!"

"Let me out, I'm not sick, let me out, I'm not sick!"

"I don't want to die..I don't want to die.."

"Master, please do me a favor, let my son go, he is only seven years old, he can't just die like this..."

......

The crowd grabbed the three of them, crying and calling, with tears and snot running down their noses. Some of these people were rich and some were shabby. No matter whether you were poor or rich, benevolent or evil in your previous life, you will never die before death. It's just a person.

Fusu didn't like noise the most, at this moment his ears were filled with various voices, and his face gradually sank.

The yamen servant at the side watched his words and expressions, and hurriedly shouted: "If you don't want to die, be quiet! These two are the immortal masters invited by the current empress, he will definitely save us!"

Everyone was stunned when they heard the words, and then suddenly everyone knelt on the ground, crying: "Xianjun! Xianju! Save us!"

Seeing that Fusu's expression was not good, Wei Jie glanced over the crowd with cold eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Shut up."

Everyone froze in place, looking at Wei Jie in fear.

Seeing this, Fusu smiled with satisfaction, and said softly: "Don't worry, it will be fine."

After he finished speaking, he pulled the guard steps and walked to another place. The yamen servant gave everyone a vicious look, and then quickly followed.

Those were all sick people who hadn't turned into corpses yet, and in a cell next to them were two poisonous men with black skin and bones and bloody saliva. Their bodies were covered with wounds, big and small. The catch is left behind.

Fu Su looked at the poisonous man in front of him, and felt amused in his heart, he wondered why Qu Xiujie was so kind all of a sudden, co-authoring was just leaving the matter to him.

"How long have these people been here?"

Fusu looked at the yamen servant and asked.

The yamen servant thought for a while, then said respectfully: "The oldest one was the man in commoner clothes. It has been five days. He was the chamber pot picker in the town. He suddenly went crazy in the middle of the night and bit several passers-by, and they were all here in turn."

"Do you know where that man came from?"

The yamen servant said: "This person is a native of Jingzhen...but he went to Cangzhou County a few days before the incident happened."

Cangzhou County?

Fusu looked at the civilian man in the cell, he was about thirty years old, he was very tall, his body was blue and red, his face was shriveled, his eyes were so red that he was staring at Fusu, In the end, growling and ran to the iron gate, he looked at Fusu viciously.

The yamen servant was startled and hid back.

Trembling with fear, he looked at the vicious Poisonous Man in front of him, and then at the calm Fusu beside him, secretly wondering that it was the first time he had seen the Poisonous Man so berserk.

Seeing this, Wei Jie took a step forward, blocking Fu Su's sight.

Fusu looked at him amusedly, and said, "Maybe purify?"

Xuantian Sword Sect learned that besides swordsmanship, the most powerful thing of Ming and Qing real people is the art of purifying souls. Wei Jie has won the praise of the world for his true purification art.

Wei Jie looked at the poisonous person in front of him with a calm expression, and said in a deep voice: "The poisonous person can only die, and the infection is not deep."

Is the infection not deep?That is to say, some people still have to die.

Fusu's expression was a little gloomy, like the child lying on the ground in the cage before, he sighed with regret.

Wei Jie turned around, put his hand lightly on his forehead, and said comfortingly: "I tried my best."

Fusu froze for a moment, looked up at Wei Jie, felt a warm feeling on his forehead, and nodded slightly.

Wei Jie took out the jade flute from his waist, helped Su understandably take a step back, and stood behind him.

The yamen servant was taken aback, wondering why only one person made the move.

Seeing that both of them were looking at him, he realized that he had actually spoken out what was in his heart. He hurriedly said: "The villain didn't mean to offend, so I hope the immortal will atone for it!"

Fusu looked away indifferently, but saw Wei Jie looking at the servant with a cold expression, and after a while he said in a deep voice: "He has me"

Fusu was stunned, and looked at Wei Jie, but Wei Jie looked directly at the poisonous man, picked up the jade flute, and a flute sound slowly flowed out from the jade flute.

The sound of the flute seemed to be hidden or not, it seemed to come slowly or burst out, different people had different feelings when they heard it.

As the sound of the flute poured down, all the wailing and terrified people in the nearby cell fell silent, and there seemed to be only the lingering sound in the cell.The expressions on their faces gradually calmed down, and their dull eyes gradually regained their clarity.

After a while, Wei Jie put down the jade flute, he raised his hand and bit his finger lightly, then walked to the door, raised his hand slowly, and wrote down a few bloody spells.

"Open the door"

After Wei Jie finished writing, he said in a deep voice.

The yamen servant was taken aback for a moment, and after realizing it, he hurried to the door and took out the key.

He hesitated to open the door. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Wei Jie with a cold face, then swallowed hard and opened the door.

As the door lock was removed, people crowded at the door, but in Wei Jie's sight, no one dared to take that step.

"Whoever can go, go"

Wei Jie looked at the crowd and said.

Everyone was stunned, and the leader of the man gritted his teeth and ran out. He was stunned for a moment after leaving the cell, and then suddenly ran out crying.

Seeing this, other people rushed forward one after another, pushing and shoving towards the door.

Some people ran out straight away, while others were bounced back after reaching the door, their faces dumbfounded and desperate.

But after a while, more than half of the people in the cell were empty. A woman knelt in front of the door, looked at the young son locked inside, her face was pale, tears were streaming down her face, and she murmured in a low voice: "Little Tian...Little Tian... "

In the cell, a seven or eight-year-old child was holding the door open, howling loudly, calling mother inarticulately.

The woman walked up to Wei Jie on her knees, and kowtowed to him non-stop: "Xianjun, please save my Xiaotian...Xianjun...he is only eight years old...he hasn't seen him yet. In the outside world, he can't just die like this... Xianjun, please do your best to save him, I beg you"

The woman knocked on the ground forcefully while crying, her forehead was gradually covered with blood.

Wei Jie looked at the woman, tightly clenched his hands on both sides, and he heard his own ruthless voice: "If he doesn't die, more people will die."

The woman was stunned, tears streaming down her face, the young woman looked at Wei Jie and then at the child in the cell helplessly, the blood on her forehead slipped down from her forehead.

"Mother... mother..."

There was a childish voice next to her ears, and the woman felt sad. She stood up from the ground with difficulty, walked back to the cell step by step, hugged her child tightly, and patted the boy's back comfortingly, and said softly: "Mother I won’t go anywhere, I will always be with Xiaotian.”

Wei Jie stood on the spot, he closed his eyes slowly, and when he really opened his eyes, he had hidden all his emotions. He drew out the Phoenix Sword and looked at the people in the cell.

Seeing this, the people inside shrank in fear, looking at Wei Jie with fearful eyes.

Wei Jie raised the Phoenix feather sword, and when he was about to drop it hard, his hand was held by the other hand.

Fusu stood behind him, held his raised hand, and said softly: "Wait a minute"

Wei Jie was stunned, turned his head to look at him, Fusu looked at him distressedly, and said softly: "Nangong Zui gave medicine before."

Doctors actually know more about poison than antidote!

Medicine, Nangong Zui usually makes a lot of medicine and throws it at him.

Fusu took out a white jade porcelain bottle from his treasure bag and handed it to the yamen servant beside him, saying: "You keep this medicine, if we don't come back before they are corpses, you can hang it in front of the door."

The yamen servant took the porcelain vase and knelt on the ground, sobbing: "Thank you, Xianjun! Thank you, Xianjun!"

Fusu looked at Wei Jie, blinked his big watery eyes, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Wei, please."

Wei Jie looked at him and remained silent for a long time. After a while, he replied softly, "Thank you."

Standing in front of the poisonous man, Wei Jie's expression changed, he slightly blocked Fusu's curious eyes, raised the Fengyu sword, and silently chanted, "Oh, after a while, the Fengyu sword suddenly appeared.

Fusu stood behind Wei Jie, looked at his back, only heard a few screams, he was about to poke his head out to look, Wei Jie turned around, looked at him, and said in a low voice: "Let's go."

Fusu froze for a moment, nodded and followed him out of the cell.

The yamen servant looked at the blood in front of him, and followed up against the wall with weak hands and feet.

At this time, the sun was shining outside, and the warm sun faded away the coldness of the whole body.

"Let's go, Fellow Daoist Wei."

Fusu looked at Wei Jie and laughed.

Wei Jie looked at him, and replied in a deep voice: "Okay."

The two rushed all the way and arrived at Zhiting Island on the third day.

Zhiting Island is located in the south of the Holy Spirit Continent. The seasons are like spring and the scenery is pleasant, surrounded by clear sea water.

There are many flowers and trees planted on both sides, colorful and colorful along the way, and pink butterflies are flying.

Just as Fusu stepped onto the wooden bridge of Zhiting Island, he saw a yellow figure running towards him.

Nangong Zui still had some blue medicinal juice on his body, he was about to hug Fusu when he came up, Fusu walked a few steps to the side to avoid his attack.

Seeing this, Nangong Zui pouted aggrievedly, looked at Fusu aggrievedly, and said: "With a new love, I forget the old love, Xiao Fanfan, I decided not to love you anymore!"

Fusu looked at him helplessly, and said a few soothing words, and Nangong Zui finally gave up.

The three of them walked towards the main hall, and a girl in pink saluted them from time to time along the way.

Fusu looked at Nangong Zui, and asked, "How is the medicine?"

Nangong Zui froze for a moment when he heard the words, and looked at Fusu with a serious expression.

Fusu looked at him suspiciously, what's wrong?