A master of metaphysics is farming.

Chapter 119 Testing

"Master, how did you get down from the wall?"

Xiang He was speechless for a moment, then turned around and smiled with narrowed eyes, "I heard that Miss Feng had an accident recently, so I thought I would come and see what happened. I had just arrived here when I heard shouting, and I lost my composure in my haste."

She clasped her hands in a respectful gesture to Feng Fujing, saying, "I hope Mr. Feng will understand."

The Taoist priest resolved the problem in a moment of urgency, and even jumping over the wall was understandable.

Feng Fujing waved his hands repeatedly, "I should be thanking you, Daoist. If you hadn't come in just now, Jiaojiao doesn't know what would have happened."

Upon hearing this, the Taoist priest immediately stepped forward and humbly asked, "Fellow Taoist, I was just performing an exorcism. Why did you ask me to stop? Did I do something wrong?"

Xiang He glanced at the things scattered on the ground outside, then her gaze fell on the red cloth. "Your initial exorcism had already angered the temple ghost. You wanted to strike it, but by then the temple ghost had already possessed Miss. If you had stabbed it, Miss would have died on the spot."

Both of them were terrified. If they hadn't arrived in time, it would have been a crime of murder!

The Taoist priest quickly apologized and admitted his mistake, "It's because my skills are insufficient. I only had a rough idea of ​​what it was like. I never expected it to be like this... Boss Feng, I almost made a mistake in order to earn a little money. Please don't blame me."

This half-baked fellow was honest enough to chime in to He, "It's the temple ghost that's too cunning, but your skills are really shallow. You should go back and study properly."

"Yes……"

Seeing that he was about to leave, Xiang He called out to him, "Are you busy later? I have some questions I'd like to ask you."

The Taoist priest nodded, "It's nothing serious..."

Xiang He followed closely behind, and Feng Fujing immediately caught up. "Daoist Master! You saved my son. May I ask your name? Where is your residence? I will bring Jiaojiao to personally thank you another day."

"Xiang He lives in Zhao Lane, Yongpingfang, at the He residence."

"The He residence?" Feng Fujing smiled suddenly. "Very well, I will personally visit to express my gratitude another day. I hope you won't refuse to see me, Daoist."

"No, I've been in Beijing recently."

After saying this, Xiang He and the Taoist priest left together. Feng Fujing immediately called for someone to see them off, and Zhu Nan, who was still squatting on the tree, immediately went to the front gate.

The two left the Feng residence, where Zhu Nan was already waiting not far away.

"How should I address you?"

The mediocre Taoist priest chuckled a few times, "Just call me Daohe..."

Who is your teacher?

Daohe immediately became hesitant, and Xianghe knew he was having trouble speaking. After all, she was only a half-baked expert, and if she were to reveal her master's name, she was afraid it would tarnish his reputation...

Xiang He spread his hands and said, "Then ask how powerful your master is."

His expression changed again, and Xiang He raised her hand to furrow her brow. "Alright, then it's nothing."

"..."

Xiang He and Zhu Nan turned to leave, and Dao He quickly caught up with them, "Fellow Daoist, if you have time, would you be willing to pay a visit and exchange ideas?"

Xiang He looked at Zhu Nan, who neither nodded nor shook her head.

That's He Sui'an's place. She just introduced herself, and it would seem petty not to let her visit.

"I might not be home, so don't blame me if I come to the wrong place."

"Of course! Good luck, fellow Daoist."

Daohe watched the two leave, then felt extremely annoyed, "I should have investigated more thoroughly..."

Xiang He, who had already left, was also distressed, "Why do I keep running into no good people? There are so many swindlers in this world..."

"That's because the girl is too amazing."

He glanced at Xiang Hexi and said, "When did you learn to flatter? I'll tell your master."

Zhu Nan rarely managed a smile, "Young master knows how to flatter a young lady, it's not an exaggeration for me to say so."

"Good, good, good, as expected of master and servant."

Xiang He waved the large umbrella in her hand in a deflated manner, "I'm hungry. Go buy some food to take back to your young master. I feel like he's going to get all confused from reading so much."

If you just stare at books all day long, you'll either become a bookworm or your brain will get messed up.

"They don't even know how to balance work and rest."

She muttered to herself as she walked out onto the street, with Zhu Nan following closely behind. The sounds of vendors hawking their wares filled the air, and Xiang He bought whatever looked delicious. Since she had set off with He Suian, she had hardly spent any money.

Her hundred-odd taels of silver were still safely in her money pouch, so there was no need to break it open. And with Zhu Nan handing her money from behind, what use was she to the silver...?

"Zhu Nan, how about I pay for it myself?"

"The young master said that the young lady must serve him well when she is away."

"..."

He was a truly loyal guard, always keeping his master's words in mind.

Xiang He took a bite of the meat bun and said calmly, "I heard from Sui An that he rescued you two, and that you were seriously injured at the time?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Nan's calm eyes flickered. "It was very heavy. I almost lost my life at the time."

"Fighting with people?"

"Yes."

"But aren't you two afraid of attracting his attention by openly going in and out with him?"

The two stood in front of a stall. Zhu Nan handed over a copper coin, turned around and continued to follow, saying, "Xing Ji and I are now your men, young master. If we cause you any trouble in the future, we will take care of it ourselves."

Seeing the obvious probing, Xiang He said nothing more and went to an old lady's basket. "Hey? Shall we buy some cabbages to plant? That plot of land is still quite empty."

Just as Xiang He reached out to pick it up, a commotion came from behind her. When she turned around, Zhu Nan was already blocking her way.

"Grab him! He's killed someone!"

"Don't squeeze me!"

"Get out of the way! Run!"

Xiang He peeked out and saw that the people were running away in a panic. One uncle was lying in a pool of blood, and another uncle was holding a wood-chopping knife, his eyes red, cursing at the fallen uncle, kicking him hard and running away.

"Zhu Nan went after him, I'll check on his injuries."

"Yes."

Zhu Nan quickly chased after the man and easily subdued him, still yelling, "Let me go! Mind your own business! Let me go!"

When the people saw that he had been captured, they all gathered around and pointed at him.

Meanwhile, Xiang He had already crouched down, avoiding the bloodstains. The wound, from his ribs to his lower abdomen, was at least five inches long, and the flowing blood was a shocking sight.

Those surrounding them covered their mouths, exclaiming, "Good heavens! What grudge could they possibly have against us?!"

"Of course! If they start attacking right away, they must have some kind of grudge!"

Xiang He checked his pulse, which was still strong. She then pried open his mouth to check the color of the moss, and then ripped open his clothes to expose the wound.

"Girl, be careful!"

"Who's going to call a doctor?! Young lady, you really shouldn't touch it. If something happens, we won't be able to explain it!"

"Exactly, don't be a show-off."

Amidst the chatter of onlookers, Xiang He was focused solely on his wounds. A shadow fell over her, and the newcomer exclaimed, "Miss Xiang?!"

Xiang He looked up and saw Qi Xin, whom she hadn't seen for several days. She quickly said, "Go and find some medicinal herbs. The patient is weak and bleeding, with a pale tongue and weak pulse. Use herbs such as Panax notoginseng, Typha pollen, and Bletilla striata. Tell the doctor what I said and he will prescribe the medicine."

Qi Xin panicked at the sight of blood. "Can't this person be taken to a clinic?"

"No, we haven't checked if there's any damage to the internal organs yet. Moving it too easily could worsen the injury. Go and prepare the medicine powder first."

Just as Qi Xin was about to run away, several more people approached, one of whom was dressed in black, "Yin Zhong."

"Yes."

Xiang He looked up and saw that the man was looking at her. "Does the young lady know medicine?"

"Understood."