How did I, a fake bodyguard, become a terrestrial immortal?

The Soul-Illuminating Lamp was moved above Bai Miyao's wrist.

A faint blue light fell.

Lu Yang's heart jumped into his throat.

Fortunately, the light from that bronze lamp remained quiet.

Nothing happens.

There was nothing on Bai Miyao's fair little wrist.

Lu Yang breathed a long sigh of relief. Fang Xuan, that pretty boy, was actually quite capable.

But just as he relaxed, the wick of the bronze lamp suddenly flickered very slightly.

It was very light, as if it had been blown by the wind.

Qin Xiaowei's eyes suddenly narrowed.

Lu Yang's heart immediately jumped again.

Oh no! Yameru!

Qin Xiaowei stared at the lamp wick for a moment, then looked at Bai Miyao.

Bai Miyao was frightened by his gaze and pulled her small hands back. Bai Yixin quickly hugged her tightly.

"Captain Qin?" Han Jingshan's voice came from the main seat, carrying a hint of pressure: "Is there a problem?"

Qin Xiaowei did not answer; he moved the Soul-Illuminating Lamp a little closer to Bai Miyao's wrist.

The lights remained dim, unchanged.

The courtyard was so quiet it felt somewhat oppressive.

A moment later, Captain Qin retrieved the Soul-Illuminating Lamp.

"No problem."

Lu Yang also breathed a sigh of relief; he had almost rushed up and smashed the lamp.

Of course, whether it can be smashed is another matter.

The key is to get the momentum right.

Qin Xiaowei returned the bronze lamp to the bailiff and looked at Han Jingshan.

"Lord City Lord, the routine check has been completed."

"Sorry to bother you."

Han Jingshan said calmly, "Commander Qin is also fulfilling his duties."

Captain Qin cupped his hands in greeting, then turned to leave.

As he reached the door, he suddenly stopped and turned to look at Lu Yang: "Master Lu."

"Is there anything else?"

Commandant Qin said, "Recently, the four gates of Hanlin City have been under strict inspection, and the remnants of the Qinglian faction have not yet been eliminated."

"Unless it's absolutely necessary, it's best not to leave the city, lest you become someone's pawn..."

This sounds like a reminder, but it also sounds like a warning.

Lu Yang grinned: "Thank you for the reminder, Captain Qin."

Qin Xiaowei looked at him for a moment, then glanced at Bai Miyao in Bai Yixin's arms.

He then turned and left, and the black-armored constables filed out.

The courtyard gate slowly closed.

Only when the footsteps had completely faded away did Bai Yixin finally let out a long breath.

Her hands, which were holding Bai Miyao, were still trembling.

Bai Miyao raised her head and asked softly, "Mother, are we alright?"

Bai Yixin forced a smile: "It's alright now."

Lu Yang looked at Fang Xuan: "What happened?"

Fang Xuan did not answer immediately, but walked up to Bai Miyao and reached out to feel her pulse.

After a moment, he withdrew his hand, his expression relaxing slightly: "The Soul-Illuminating Lamp is checking the aura of the Azure Lotus."

"The seed of the Dao has already taken root in her heart; it couldn't have been hidden from her in the first place."

"However, I used the Breath Concealing Needle from the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, along with the wisp of Ice Silkworm Cold Qi within your body, to temporarily suppress the aura of the Dao Seed."

Lu Yang was taken aback: "My cooperation? How come I didn't know that?"

Fang Xuan glanced at him: "You don't need to know."

Lu Yang: "..."

Why does this sound so unsettling?

Fang Xuan continued, "Just now, when I passed by you, I used the cold energy on your body to guide a wisp of it into her wrist pulse."

"The cold air obscures the vitality of the blue lotus, so the Soul-Illuminating Lamp cannot shine through it."

Lu Yang understood.

Simply put, Fang Xuan used him as a mobile icebox. The Soul-Illuminating Lamp was similar to a temperature gun; it couldn't detect the temperature when it was too low.

But it's a bit strange.

Are all the members of the Green Lotus Sect just good-for-nothings?

The Qinglian Sect was the one that the Dali Dynasty feared most.

They haven't even figured out their own methods yet, but the Valley of a Thousand Flowers managed to avoid them?

Fang Xuan turned to look at Lu Yang: "Let's leave now."

Lu Yang frowned: "Now?"

"If you don't leave now, once the Zhenwu Division realizes what's happening, you won't be able to leave."

Lu Yang looked at him, and for some reason, he suddenly felt that Fang Xuan was a little anxious.

When we first met, he wasn't as warm-hearted as he is now.

It seems more like... he himself really wanted to leave Hanlin City as soon as possible.

Or rather, they really wanted them to embark on the journey to the Valley of a Thousand Flowers as soon as possible.

Lu Yang narrowed his eyes: "Brother Fang, is there something you haven't told me?"

Fang Xuan looked at him calmly: "Indeed, there are many."

Lu Yang: "..."

You're quite honest, kid.

Fang Xuan continued, "But at least one thing, I didn't lie to you."

"If Bai Miyao drags this out any longer, she really will die."

These words immediately shut down all of Lu Yang's attempts to probe him.

He looked at Bai Miyao in Bai Yixin's arms.

The little girl didn't know what the adults were talking about; she just stared at him with her clean eyes.

"Uncle Lu, are we leaving now?"

Lu Yang sighed inwardly.

What else can we do?

Let's go.

He was never given a choice from the very beginning of this escort mission.

"Walk!"

He looked up at Han Jingshan: "Lord, where is the carriage?"

Han Jingshan didn't try to persuade him further, but said in a deep voice, "The back door, I'll have the manager take you away."

"The south gate has the strictest checks. Go out from the west gate, bypass the main road, and take a side road to the ferry crossing."

Lu Yang nodded: "Thank you."

Han Jingshan looked at Bai Miyao with a complicated expression.

"Young Master Lu, this is all I can do to help you."

"Take care of yourself......"

Lu Yang clasped his hands in a fist salute: "Take care, City Lord."

Han Jingshan then looked at Fang Xuan: "Mr. Fang, what about Youwei...?"

Fang Xuan said calmly, "The mother Gu in her body has been removed, and I have left the remaining prescription."

"Take the medicine as prescribed and rest for a month."

Han Jingshan breathed a sigh of relief and bowed to express his gratitude.

......

Everyone quickly got ready.

There's really not much to tidy up.

Bai Yixin didn't have much luggage to begin with.

The carriages, dry rations, water bags, and medicines prepared by the city lord's mansion have all been put away.

Han Jingshan also ordered his men to put out several more sets of clothes.

Especially Lu Yang's.

Three sets in total!

When Lu Yang saw those outfits, he was somewhat moved.

This city lord is capable; he knows what the man lacks.

At the back door, an inconspicuous blue cloth carriage was already parked.

The coachman was an old man from the city lord's mansion. He kept his head down and didn't say a word.

Fang Xuan was the last to board the bus.

He was carrying a medicine box in his hand, and there was a small black box at his waist.

Lu Yang glanced at it; the box looked somewhat familiar.

It seems similar to the jade box that contained the ice silkworm mother insect before.

However, this one is smaller and older.

"Brother Fang," Lu Yang asked, "what's in that box?"

Fang Xuan glanced down and said, "Of course, it's things we'll need on the road."

Sighing at being brushed off by the nonsensical literature, Lu Yang had originally intended to sit outside.

Bai Miyao peeked her head out of the carriage and whispered, "Uncle Lu, would you like to sit inside?"

Lu Yang was taken aback, and Bai Yixin blinked as she looked at him.

Lu Yang glanced at the driver outside, then at the mother and daughter inside the carriage.

He grinned widely and climbed into the carriage.

"Fine, I can't do anything with you guys. I'm doing this for personal protection."

The carriage slowly drove out of the back gate of the city lord's mansion.

The wooden wheel made a slight creaking sound as it rolled over the bluestone slab.

Just as the carriage was about to turn out of the alley, Fang Xuan suddenly knocked on the side of the carriage.

Outside the carriage, the horse-drawn carriage slowly came to a stop.

A familiar voice came from the alleyway ahead: "Stop the car."