ninety thousand miles

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..." The third person asked hesitantly: "Brother, let me go over and have a look too."

Li Chuan looked at the water, as if he didn't hear the other three's questions.

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 they were suspected of being infected with the Devouring Spirit. Isn't this even more suspicious?" Gong Er asked the question in his heart.

"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 field of vision was decomposed layer by layer. Among the golden lines, the shadows of Shifang were like water plants, clinging to Mr. Ding's body. These shadows separated other people who came to rescue. He opened it until San San swam over, broke through the shadows, and pulled Mr. Ding out.
Pang San successfully pulled Mr. Ding out of the water, dragged him to the shore, and then used his spiritual power to guide him to spit out the river cement.

"Jian Zheng said that as long as we don't leave the capital, we'll be fine," Li Chuan said.

Li Chuan said: "I just want to save you, so please shut up, don't struggle, and let me save you."

"I can't figure out whether this is true or not." Li Chuan walked in three directions and said, "Let's go and treat Mr. Ding's apathy."

"That Young Master Ding may be pretending." Gong Er said.

"I know." Li Chuan said.

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 much better than before."

"What if Jian Zheng was wrong?" Gong Er asked.

When the two of them approached, Mr. Ding had already woken up. When he saw the three people around him, he said: "I want to die, why do you need to save me? I have been studying hard for more than ten years, and I have nothing but poetry." I can still meet people, but now, now I can’t write a line of poetry, I’m living like this..."

Before Mr. Ding finished speaking, he saw a young man in a brown gown holding a boy, walking slowly through the crowd to him, looking down at him and saying: "My brother wanted to save you, so he saved."

He disliked the crowd and blocked the sunlight, saying, "Stand far away and let some light shine out."

"Besides," Li Chuan couldn't help but complain, "With Taoist Wen following us, everything will turn into trouble."

Mr. Ding raised his head and saw Li Chuan's eyes. He felt frightened and said, "You, what are you going to do?"

"Then you have to rely more on yourself." Li Chuan said, feeling the sun flowing in his blood and heat spreading in his body, "It's coming for us, and that's what happens next."

The crowd around them started to make noise again. Several people who knew Master Ding came forward. One of them was brave enough to ask, "What do you want to do to Master Ding? Even though you saved him, you can't humiliate him like this. I've already called the patrol. Hurry up and release Master Ding..."

"You, what are you guys going to do..."

"Third brother, hold him down." Li Chuan said to the third brother.

Mr. Ding, who was originally paralyzed, suddenly stood up half of his body and crawled back a few steps.

"But..." Gonger was still hesitant.

He said: "After all... the 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?"

Li Chuan thought for a moment, and took out a token from the Imperial Observatory from his Bi Bo Ring. He recalled Zhu Qingyun's expression and tone, and said, "The Imperial Observatory is handling the case, and all outsiders should leave."

The third person immediately grabbed Mr. Ding's hands, turned him over, and pressed him to the ground.

The onlookers looked at the tokens and looked at each other in confusion. At this time, Gong Er put his hands on his waist and said sharply: "The Qin Tian Supervisor is handling the case. If you don't cooperate, you will come with me to the Monster Hunting Department for trial later!"

After hearing this, the people around finally slowly walked away.

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 Young Master Ding spoke out.

"I was in the river just now. As soon as I got close to 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."

"..."

"Really?" Mr. Ding couldn't help but ask after hearing this.

"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 his fingertips, a shadow was torn away from the soul.

He had been in the secret room for half a month, and he was already aware of the characteristics of the Devouring Spirits. 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 didn't stop.

The ripples trapped the Devouring Soul 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, tore the ripples apart, and dropped a few feathers. , and 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 human.

Li Chuan stood up and said, "Third brother, let Mr. Ding go."

"Am I okay?" Mr. Ding asked.

"Try, can you write poetry?" Li Chuan said.

Mr. 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 towards a middle-aged man not far away. Scribes.

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 Tian Prison to say thank you."

"Too……"

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, "If you want to see me, it's easy. Just go to Qintian Prison. Why make it so complicated?"

The scribe shook his head and said: "Since you returned to the capital 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, Prince Su finally found him. When I had the opportunity, I went to visit Sanyi Hutong in person. As soon as I 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-hearted as the rumors say."

(End of this chapter)