When Song Langzhong saw Fu Shi together, his temperament changed, and he became independent in the world. When Tong Kong shrank, his heart was even more beating wildly. It seemed that most of what he guessed was true. The person in front of him was indeed a cultivator from the outside world.

Continue to go back.

Langzhong Song's attitude became more respectful.

Song Chun, who had been following silently, also had his eyes flashed.

The group of three returned to the fence courtyard silently.

Enter the courtyard.

Fu Shiyi did not go to make soup and claimed that he had to fix it with his health discomfort. Old Mrs. Mu immediately led the person into the stone house on the right side of the room. Lan Shi and Erxiang had cleared their personal belongings. There was a shelf bed in the room and a dressing table was placed in front of the bed:

"Miss Fu, then you have a good rest. Just give me instructions if you need anything."

Old Mrs. Mu closed the door softly.

Langzhong Song immediately gave her a wink. Old Mrs. Mu understood. After the two walked to the empty place in the backyard, Langzhong Song couldn't wait to say:

"This Miss Fu is just... that one."

Langzhong Song gestured to the air.

Old Mrs. Mu narrowed her eyes slightly, and it seemed that she was not very surprised.

Seeing that she was indifferent, Doctor Song couldn't help but say anxiously: "Hey, rich girl, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity in our Song family village. I think that Luohun City was just a small fishing village, and it was not because of the immortal masters in Tiantangshan that year that became the overlord of this area."

The eyes of Doctor Song shine.

The more I talk, the more excited I feel.

If Miss Fu can be convinced to stay in Songjia Village, then their place will be the next Soul Lost City.

Old Mrs. Mu didn't blink her eyelids and said calmly: "If Miss Fu is really an immortal cultivator, then where can she go? It's not something that we two ordinary people can decide. We just need to do what Miss Fu told me in front of us. No matter how much you think about the rest, it will be in vain."

............

The main room.

After Fu Shiyi closed the door.

Immediately, I sat cross-legged, pinched the marks with both hands, and the sound of the spell started.

Half an hour later.

Fu Shiyi opened his eyes dejectedly, and a hint of panic appeared on his face.

On the way back.

She has remembered everything.

However.

When she was running "Huanyuan Swallowing Heavenly Jue", she found that there was no fluctuation in her body. The most terrifying thing was that she could not communicate with the space of consciousness.

At this moment, she was like a useless person:

"How could this be?"

After a moment of panic.

Fu Shiyi immediately stabilized.

During the teleportation process from Baizhou to southern Xinjiang.

Because the external force of the teleportation array was interrupted, and the force of time and space was torn off, her soul should have been severely damaged so that she could not communicate with the space of consciousness. As for the inability to operate the martial arts, it was probably related to this place.

It seems.

She had to find time to go to Luohun City and find a way to meet the immortal master from Heavenly Mountain.

However, before this, she had to repair her soul first, at least communicate with the space of consciousness and hold the ace in her hand, so that she would go to the cultivator of Heavenly Mountain.

Fu Shiyi glanced at the dozen bags of herbs placed at the head of the bed and murmured:

"In the next period of time, you have to practice medicine and ask medicine, and you can save the world."

After helping Song Fugui remove the toxins of the Spider and Moby beasts.

After obtaining the Good Destiny Value in the Merit Book, it is precisely because she recovered her memory. If she wants to repair her soul, she needs to earn more Good Destiny Value.

Open the door.

When I saw Erxiang guarding the door, there was also a girl in a pink long dress.

When the girl saw Fu Shiyi coming over, she immediately bowed and introduced herself: "Miss Fu, I am the granddaughter of Doctor Song, just call me Xiaoming."

"Xiaoming, then please take a few pieces of white paper and pen and ink into my room." Fu Shiyi was not polite. Since the other party had guessed his identity, there was no need to hide it anymore.

"Yes, Miss Fu, wait a moment, I'll go back." Song Xiaoming glanced at Erxiang proudly. After all, things like pen, ink, paper and inkstone cannot be taken out due to Erxiang's family's financial difficulties.

"Miss Fu, since you are uncomfortable, should you drink another bowl of silkworm scented rice?" Erxiang said complimentingly.

Fu Shiyi shook his head.

Silkworm fragrance sap is actually an infinitely diluted Qi Pang Powder.

For mortals, it has the effect of prolonging life, but it has little effect on her in the Golden Elixir stage.

"Erxiang, come with me to the kitchen to make soup."

Fu Shiyi took more than a dozen bags of herbs grabbed from Song Lang's Medicine House and walked towards the kitchen.

Erxiang quickly followed.

Enter the kitchen.

I saw that three-layer high pine wood firewood was neatly stacked in the corner of the kitchen. Through the kitchen wall, you could also hear the sound of cutting down firewood.

When the decoction is halfway through.

Song Xiaoming ran to the kitchen door panting with a bookcase in her arms. Without Fu Shiyi's instructions, she did not dare to enter rashly. She just waited quietly for Fu Shiyi to cook a furnace of soup and then handed over the bookbox.

Fu Shiyi took the bookcase and said to Erxiang:

"Erxiang, do you remember the steps for boiling medicine just now?"

Erxiang nodded quickly.

This time, it was not a medicinal solution, but just a simple boiling of soup medicine. Fu Shiyi explained to Erxiang one by one in detail, because Song Fugui had to drink it for another month in a row, and she could not boil medicine for the other party at home every day.

Carrying the bookcase.

She turned around and returned to the upper room.

Song Xiaoming came forward to help grind the ink with tactile tactile.

Expand the white paper.

Fu Shi's pen was as if he was awesome, and a portrait of a charming beauty was completed in one go. Fu Shiyi drew ten paintings in a row before he stopped. At this time, the Langzhong Song, who had finished dinner, also rushed over and Fu Shiyi handed the ten paintings to the other party:

"The person in the portrait is my sixth sister. Please send someone to search and touch her. She should be in this Soul City like me."

"Okay, okay, I will organize the villagers to go out to find them tomorrow morning, and there will definitely be good news."

Doctor Song has curved eyebrows and eyes.

Unexpectedly, the third immortal cultivator would have more hope in becoming the second Soul-falling City.

It's time to light up.

However.

The Song family was too poor and could not afford kerosene at all. When it was dark, they went to bed. Doctor Song thoughtfully took over the only lantern in the family and hung it in Fu Shiyi's house. Fu Shiyi saw that the other party was very sensible, so he continued:

"Dr. Song, tomorrow you will gather all the villagers with difficult and complicated diseases in the village, and I will consult them one by one."

"Hey, that little old man is here to replace him..."

Fu Shiyi waved his hand.

After struggling for so long today, she was tired even though she had not recovered from the serious injury, so she waved her hand to stop Song Langzhong's constant whisper. After sending the person out, she sat in front of the lantern. She looked a little dazed for a moment, and the worry on her face was even more obvious:

"I don't know where Sister Liu is at this time?"
Chapter completed!