Chapter 365 Morality
When Li Chuan looked in the direction of the falling water, several people had already jumped into the river to save others.
"Brother, I..." Pang San asked hesitantly: "Brother, let me go over and have a look too."
Li Chuan looked at the water, as if he didn't hear Pang San's question.
Just when Gong Er was about to speak, Li Chuan spoke up and said, "Go."
The other three immediately jumped into the water and swam quickly to the place where they fell into the water.
"Brother, didn't you just say that the bird snatching thing was suspicious? We just arrived at the river and someone jumped into the water and was suspected of being infected with the Devouring Spirit. Isn't this even more suspicious?" Gong Er asked Questions came out of my mind.
“It’s indeed suspicious.” Li Chuan said.
"Then why?" Gong Er asked.
“If a Taoist cultivator meets someone he can and wants to save, but fails to save him, how far can he go?” Li Chuan said.
Golden sunlight floated in Li Chuan's eyes, and the water surface in his vision was decomposed layer by layer. Among the golden lines, the shadows of the stone boats were like water plants, clinging to Mr. Ding's body. These shadows separated other people who came to rescue. It opened until Pang San swam over, broke through the shadow, and pulled Mr. Ding out
Pang San successfully pulled Mr. Ding out of the water and dragged him to the shore, and then used his spiritual power to guide him to the river. The cement was spat out.
"That Young Master Ding may be pretending." Gong Er said.
“I can’t figure out what is true or false based on my brain,” Li Chuan walked in three directions and said, “Let’s go and treat Mr. Ding’s apathy.”
"But..." Gonger was still hesitant.
"Jian Zheng said that as long as we don't leave the capital, we'll be fine," Li Chuan said.
“What if Jian Zheng is wrong?” Gong Er asked.
"Then you have to rely more on yourself." Li Chuan said, feeling the sun flowing in his blood, and the heat spreading in his body, "It's coming for us, and that's what happens next."
He said: "After all... Wochi Shenxia Temple has invaded. Is it possible that we won't go out if Daoist Wen and the others are not with us in the future?"
"And ah ," Li Chuan couldn't help complaining, "With Taoist Wen following us, everything will turn into trouble."
Gong Er thought for a moment, ran two steps quickly with his short legs, caught up with Li Chuan, and grabbed his sleeve, "Brother, we are already much better than before."
"I know. "Li Chuan said.
When the two of them walked over, Mr. Ding had already woken up and turned around. When he saw the other three, he said: "I want to die, why do you need to save me? I have studied hard for more than ten years, and I can't do anything else." I have no talent, I can only be recognized by my poems, but now, now I can’t write a single poem, I am living like this..."
Before Mr. Ding finished speaking, he saw a man wearing a A young man in a brown gown led a boy and walked slowly through the crowd to him. He looked down at him and said, "My brother wanted to save you, so he saved you."
Master Ding raised his head just in time. Seeing Li Chuan's eyes, I felt a sense of fear. He said, "You, what are you going to do?"
Li Chuan said: "I just want to save you, so please shut up, don't struggle, and let me save you."
Master Ding, who was originally paralyzed, suddenly stood up half of his body. And crawled back a few steps.
"Third brother, hold him down." Li Chuan said to the third brother.
Pang San immediately grabbed Mr. Ding’s hands, turned him over and pressed him to the ground.
"You, what are you going to do..."
The crowd around him became noisy again, and several people who knew Mr. Ding came forward. One of them, who was bold, approached and asked, "What do you want to do to Mr. Ding? Although you saved him, but You can't humiliate him like this. I've already called for patrol. Please let Mr. Ding go quickly..."
Li Chuan thought for a while and took out a Qintian Prison token from the Bibo Ring. , recalling Zhu Qingyun's expression and tone, and said: "The Qintian Supervisor is handling the case, and everyone who is idle should move away."
He disliked the crowd and blocked the sunlight, and said: "Stand away, let's go." Light it up."
The onlookers looked at each other in confusion. At this time, Gonger put his hands on his waist and said sharply: "Qin Tianjian is handling the case. Anyone who doesn't cooperate will go hunting with me later. The demon chief is on trial!”
Hearing this, the people surrounding him finally walked away slowly.
Li Chuan's eyes were bright again. "This is the capital!" Mr. Ding struggled and shouted.
"Well, you may have been possessed by a demon. If you treat it as soon as possible, you may be able to save it." Li Chuan said casually.
At this time, several people who had gone into the water to rescue Mr. Ding spoke out.
“I was in the river just now, and as soon as I got close to Young Master Ding, I was pushed away. Maybe I was really possessed by a monster.”
"Yes, I did the same just now. I thought I encountered a water ghost."
"Maybe Mr. Ding was possessed by a water ghost and forgot how to compose poetry."
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"Is it true?" Mr. Ding couldn't help but ask after listening.
"How will you know if you don't try." Seeing that Mr. Ding had calmed down, Li Chuan took out the Tianyin pot, rubbed it, and then found the sticky shadow attached to his soul.
Although the disease occurred, it seemed that the infection did not last long.
With a slight stroke and lift of the light knife at the fingertips, a shadow was torn away from the soul.
He has been in the secret room for half a month and has a clear understanding of the characteristics of Devouring Souls. Jiang Song also taught him many tricks. So in less than half a stick of incense, the spirit-eating spirit on Mr. Ding's body was completely peeled off by him.
But the sound of the pot did not stop.
The ripples trapped the Devouring Spirit in the ups and downs, and Li Chuan's consciousness explored the surroundings as the sound of the pot spread.
Finally, he waited.
A kingfisher crashed into the ripples, and the shadow of its wings became extremely large, covering the sun. At this moment, it pecked the Devourer and tore the ripples apart. After dropping a few feathers, it flew away.
Li Chuan put down the Tianyin Pot, opened his eyes, and suddenly saw the kingfisher folding its wings, landing on the ground, and turning into a person.
Li Chuan stood up and said, "Third brother, let go of Young Master Ding."
"Am I okay?" Young Master Ding asked.
"Try, can you write poetry?" Li Chuan said.
Master Ding thought for a while and said, "Yes, I have something to say..." When he was about to thank Li Chuan, he found that Li Chuan had already walked away from him and walked away. A middle-aged scribe in the distance.
When he was about to say something else, the person who helped him question Li Chuan stopped him and said, "Go and change into dry clothes first. Don't get sick."
" But I haven't thanked my benefactor yet..."
"I'll just prepare a thank you gift tomorrow and then go to Qin Tianjian to say thank you."
"Also..."
Li Chuan walked to the middle-aged scribe, and Gong Er and Pang San followed him on the left and right.
The scribe spoke first: "Dr. Li, Prince Su wants to see you."
Li Chuan sighed and said, "It's easy to see me. Just go to Qintian Prison. Why bother to make it so complicated? ?”
The scribe shook his head and said: “Since you returned to Beijing this time, Prince Su sent people to Qintian Prison. He asked you to go back and forth ten times, but he was stopped by Gong Wuguang’s people every time. . Even once, the prince finally found a chance to go out, so he visited Sanyi Hutong in person. As soon as he arrived nearby, assassins appeared and wanted to kill the prince. In that time, sixteen personal guards died. "
"Dr. Li, what I just did was just to confirm whether you are still as enthusiastic and kind as the rumors."
(End of Chapter)