Chapter 14: Luo Ming!
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God Wang Ding said, and sighed again and again, "If it weren't for my father-in-law's strong body, I would have been stoned to death." ”
"So did you break it after the accident at the wedding, or did you fall into the mortal world and break?"
Mu Qingling asked suspiciously, and with a light touch on the God King Ding, he found that his palm was actually covered with a layer of black, which was charcoal black!
"It was in that accident that I was accidentally injured by the wrath of Destiny, in fact, it wasn't so serious at that time, even if the Red Lotus Fire burned for hundreds of years......"
The God King Ding suddenly stopped talking, because he didn't want to tell Mu Qingling that his Engong's head was too hard, the God King Ding was cracked, and Engong's head was just a bag.
"When the Red Lotus Fire burns, it leaves so much black ash like an ordinary charcoal fire."
Mu Qingling rubbed her palms with some disgust.
"This black ash...... Ahem, in fact, there is nothing, you little girl, my old man is a god king, don't underestimate it, the old man sees that you have excellent spiritual power, and you are familiar with pharmacology, so he chose to follow you. ”
God Wang Ding coughed lightly, obviously very embarrassed, unwilling to talk about why he was dressed in black and gray.
"Looks like you don't have a bad eye."
Mu Qingling said and walked towards the nearest blacksmith shop, she needed to forge silver needles.
"Little girl, where are you going?"
God Wang Ding looked at the direction Mu Qingling was going, a little puzzled, and seemed to be a little reluctant to go.
"Forge a silver needle!"
Mu Qingling replied simply, she had already passed through Xiaokong and knew about a relatively defeated blacksmith shop in front of her.
Although it was a defeat, its craftsmanship was good.
"You're not going to the lost blacksmith, are you?"
God Wang Ding asked suspiciously and with some surprise.
"Exactly."
Mu Qingling responded.
"The craftsmanship of that family is indeed very good, and the current boss is a good person, but it's a pity that the family is dragging down, resulting in his dignified spiritual sect inner disciple not as good as a beggar."
God Wang Ding sighed lowly, full of emotion, as if he knew the blacksmith shop very well.
"Do you know the owner of the blacksmith?"
Of course, Mu Qingling discovered the strangeness of the God King Ding in the first time.
"Hey, I'm ashamed, the benefactor in my mouth is the boss, the boss is young and promising, there is a sixty-year-old mother in the family, and a wife who is nearly thirty years old, a few years ago he should have been upgraded to the protector of the Spirit Sect, but he didn't expect that the family would change, and his mother and wife fell ill together."
God Wang Ding said, "I found countless doctors and spent endless money, but I couldn't cure the two of them. ”
"Girl, you can actually go and heal those two." The originally decadent God King Ding suddenly came to the spirit.
"Me?"
Mu Qingling was about to speak, when he saw a man in a black cloak, holding a large pile of medicinal herbs and pills, into the desolate blacksmith shop.
Outside, the stove was deserted, covered with dust and cobwebs, and it was clear that it had not been fired for a long time.
"Boy, stop."
God Wang Ding looked at the back of the man in black and shouted.
When the man in black heard this, he immediately turned around and looked over, first with a look of surprise, followed by a look of helplessness and doubt.
"You, why are you back?"
This is a thin man, and it is not difficult to see how handsome he is.
There was a wave of light flowing in a pair of dark eyes, trying his best to hold back the tears rolling down.
"My master may be able to cure them."
God Wang Ding said seriously, but there was a faint glimmer of light in his eyes.
After all, we have lived together for a long time, and we all have feelings to some extent.
"Master?"
Only then did the man take a closer look at this Mu Qingling, looking at Mu Qingling, who was shorter and thinner than himself, full of doubts.
"Did the little boy buy this tripod?"
Mu Qingling actually had doubts, what she was puzzled about was not the man in front of her, but the communication between God Wang Ding and the man.
"Yes, I heard that Gongzi continued to use the money, so I bought this tripod breaker."
Tripod breaker!
God King Ding frowned, but he didn't dare to get angry.
"Little girl, didn't the old man make it clear to you? Why is it still a tripod breaker? I am the God King Ding! ”
"Okay, the broken God King Ding." Mu Qingling pursed her lips and chuckled, then looked at the man again, "I wonder if Gongzi can forge a pair of silver needles?" ”
"Silver needle?"
The man muttered with some hesitation, "Yes, I don't know about Xiao ...... What kind of silver needle does the girl want? ”
The man wanted to say the little boy, but just now he clearly heard the god king Ding calling Mu Qingling the little girl.
"Obsidian, Silverstone!"
Mu Qingling said briskly, not panicking because he knew about his daughter's body.
"Obsidian, silverstone?" The man was obviously frightened by the obsidian silverstone, such a precious stone may not be available often even in the Linglong Pavilion.
This inconspicuous little girl in front of her actually has it, and this little girl can still have the fate to buy the God King Ding.
"Yes, I wonder if Childe can forge for me?"
Mu Qingling didn't want to say anything, she knew that this blacksmith shop was powerful.
"Yes!"
The man said loudly.
"In terms of price, don't worry, I won't treat you badly, God King Ding has already told me about your situation."
Although Mu Qingling didn't look at the medicine in the man's arms, he knew that it was a very precious medicinal material when he looked at the packaging, some of which came from Linglong Pavilion and some of which came from Tianyi Pavilion.
800,000 gold coins, after buying so many medicinal herbs and pills, I am afraid that there is not much left.
"Girl, I don't want your money, this Dingqi senior said that you have excellent medical skills, please treat the girl for your mother and wife."
As he spoke, the man knelt on the ground, "If you don't dislike it, Luo Ming is willing to follow the girl." ”
Mu Qingling didn't expect that this Luo Ming would make such a decision.
"You can help me quench the silver needle, this is obsidian, try to quench as many as possible, and now take me to see your mother and wife."
"Thank you!"
Luo Ming took the obsidian with both hands, obviously his arms were full of cherished medicinal materials, but he didn't give it to Mu Qingling.
The dimly lit room smelled of dampness and must, as well as the lingering smell of Chinese medicine.
The sunlight shines in at the door, sprinting with an alternative warmth, and there is a feeling of harsh winter and warm sun.
"Girl, please."
Luo Ming also knew that his family was sloppy, but he couldn't care about it so much at the moment.
"Ming'er ......"
A weak, hoarse voice came from the bed, and it was not difficult to imagine that this was Luo Ming's mother.
From a distance, Mu Qingling saw the hand that had been thin on the edge of the bed.
The hand twitched slightly, trembling slightly, which showed how weak the master was at the moment.
"Mother, I'm back, I've brought back a girl who can cure my mother's illness."
Luo Ming hurriedly stepped forward and held the old and emaciated hand with an excited face. Mobile phone users please browse and read, and a better reading experience comes from Aiwang.