Surviving in a chaotic world and becoming a saint by adding points

Chapter 47 Demon?

The tranquil sunlight filters through the garden, filling this sea of ​​flowers with an enchanting fragrance.

A brightly colored butterfly hovered over one of the flowers, scattering pollen.

Just as it was about to pounce on the flower.

"Click~"

A hand, white as jade and calloused, crushed it to death.

"What am I doing?!"

Looking at the dead butterfly in her hand, Ning Wanqiu, whose face was pale, showed a hint of surprise in her eyes.

Did I move just now?

"Miss, Miss, the master wants you to come over."

Just as he was pondering this, the maid's voice brought him back to reality.

"Xing'er, let's go."

Ning Wanqiu called out the name of her personal maid, and the maid quickly answered.

"Miss, let me take you there."

Looking at the maid in front of her, dressed in light green coarse brocade and wearing a purple hairpin, Ning Wanqiu suddenly realized.

Yes, Xing'er has been gone for four months.

Following her maid, Ning Wanqiu entered the inner hall.

Inside the main hall, Ning Baichuan, looking haggard, was talking to an elderly man dressed in hemp clothing with a full head of white hair.

Hearing the commotion outside, the two of them looked out.

"Late Autumn, come here."

Upon hearing this, Ning Wanqiu didn't say anything more and quietly walked up.

"Father."

"This is Elder Yan."

"Old Yan."

Ning Wanqiu called out and sat down to the side.

Seeing Ning Wanqiu sitting quietly, Ning Baichuan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Old Yan, could you please take a look at my daughter, Wanqiu?"

Ning Baichuan said respectfully.

"Master Ning, you're too kind. Treating the sick and saving lives is the responsibility of a doctor."

After exchanging a few polite words, Yan Shouyi slowly stood up, took out a silk thread, and had his maid tie it to Ning Wanqiu's hand.

Ning Wanqiu was not married after all, and even though she was a woman of the martial arts world, she still needed to be careful about what she said.

Ning Baichuan eagerly awaited his arrival, and he began to practice pulse diagnosis using a suspended thread.

After a moment, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Your daughter is physically fine, but she is a little frightened and her mind is in a daze."

These symptoms should be easily treated by any experienced doctor. What is the meaning of this, Master Ning?

Yan Shouyi remained expressionless, but from his tone of voice, one could tell that the old man thought Ning Baichuan was playing a trick on him.

"If it were that easy to solve, there would be no need for you to take action. But Xiao Cui, please take Wan Qiu out first."

"Yes, sir."

After saying that, Ning Wanqiu walked outside with a blank look in her eyes.

Seeing Ning Wanqiu's condition, Ning Baichuan sighed slightly and began to speak.

"Elder Yan, since my daughter's accident, she has often been inexplicably spacing out these past few months."

Moreover, this time is getting longer.

In the past, it happened at most two or three times a day, and the duration was very short, and people could still communicate normally.

At first, I didn't take it seriously. I just thought my daughter had been traumatized and needed time to recover.

Until the beginning of this month, her condition became very bad, and she would often stare blankly for an hour at a time.

Most importantly, my daughter sometimes does things like unintentionally killing small animals.

By the end, Ning Baichuan's face was full of worry.

She was still his daughter after all, and even if he didn't care, he didn't want her to die.

"Oh, is that so? Has your daughter been there before?"

Yan Shouyi asked, and Ning Baichuan answered.

Soon, things became clear.

"Is that so?"

After hearing Ning Baichuan's answer, a hint of doubt flashed in Yan Shouyi's eyes.

"In my decades of medical practice, I have heard of such cases before."

"Oh? Does Elder Yan know something about this?"

"Have you ever heard of the Demon, Master Ning?"

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Back in her room, Ning Wanqiu sat motionless, frozen in place.

Seeing this, Xiao Cui slowly retreated outside, making the sound of closing the door extremely quiet, for fear of waking the monster inside disguised as a young lady.

She had witnessed the young lady killing the animals kept in the martial arts school more than once.

Ning Wanqiu was the only one left in the room.

She looked dazed, and a tear of blood appeared in her eye.

The next moment, a wisp of black mist appeared in her eyes.

The entire room seemed to be plunged into eternal night, completely silent, and even Ning Wanqiu's heart stopped beating.

She slowly rose to her feet, a seductive smile playing on her lips.

She slowly picked up the pen and wrote two large characters in front of her.

Chen Ran.

Hehehe~

The previous coolness has vanished, leaving only an alluring voice.

………….

"Achoo, achoo~"

Inside Yonghe Restaurant.

Chen Ran, who was practicing Tongbei Quan, sneezed several times, disrupting even the rhythm of his punches.

Seeing this, Chen Ran dared not be careless and immediately stopped.

"Hoo hoo~"

"What's going on? How can my body catch a cold?"

After adjusting his mindset, Chen Ran felt somewhat depressed.

He then shook his head and stopped worrying about these things.

He went to the recliner, picked up the tea and dried meat on the table, and began to eat.

He has now grown to 1.9 meters tall, and his muscle density is astounding.

Chen Ran felt hungry even if he missed a meal.

After this garrison mission ended, Chen Ran planned to go out of the city to retrieve the remaining two medicinal herbs.

He can ignore the Pig Blood Flower, but he absolutely must get the Silver Star Grass, as it is the key to advancing to the Bronze Armor realm.

"Da da da~"

Just as Chen Ran was about to continue his cultivation, a series of footsteps came from outside. Chen Ran turned his head and looked outside.

The waiter from Yonghe Restaurant was panting heavily as he ran towards Chen Ran.

"My lord, no, this is terrible!"

"Hahaha~"

After pausing for a moment and catching his breath, the boy continued.

"The people from the Liuguang Society came and tried to dine and dash. The shopkeeper didn't dare to offend them, but they said our food was bad and demanded that we compensate them with fifty taels of silver."

They're holding the manager hostage right now; if we don't pay, they're going to wreck our restaurant.

The child immediately recounted the entire story.

"The Flowing Light Society? I understand. Go report to the authorities now, I'll go check it out."

After giving instructions to the waiter, Chen Ran walked straight outside.

Seeing Chen Ran's figure, which he had to look up to, the waiter dared not be careless and quickly went to the back door.

………….

"You really think I'm a beggar?! You think you can get rid of us with just twenty taels of silver?! You don't even know who you are!!"

"Beat them!!!"

Before he even reached the front hall, an arrogant and domineering voice reached Chen Ran's ears.

"Stop hitting them, stop hitting them, please stop hitting them!"

"Bang bang bang bang!!!"

"Aaaaaah!!"

"Aaaaaah!!!"

Tables and chairs pounded against flesh, and screams of agony echoed through the hall.

Chen Ran slowly walked out.

Several disciples of the Flowing Light Society, dressed in coarse yellow and white brocade with shimmering lights embroidered on their chests, were seen beating up the guards of the Meng family sect who were stationed there.

Chen Ran remained expressionless, activated his Divine Form Step, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived behind the leader.

The other party slowly raised his hand, preparing to slap the old man and knock out all his teeth, but then he touched a wall.