Cheng Yuxi was still crying loudly, and Song Feng asked softly: "Child, don't be anxious, don't panic, please make it clear, are you from this village? Do you make it clear who are there? What's going on? When it comes to finding people, there are uncles to help you. There are dangers inside. You really can't get in, even if you have a child."

Cheng Yuxi's crying became quieter and sobbed, "Uncle, if you are good people, hurry up and save my mother, as well as my aunt and my sister. I go to the mountains to study during the day, and when I come back, I catch a fire. Then I fight with him." As he said that, he pointed to Ling Muyu timidly.

While speaking, Master Wuwei rushed out of the village. The corners of her monk's robe were burnt. She was holding an eleven or 2-year-old girl in her arms, but she was unconscious. When Cheng Yuxi saw the man in her arms, she cried and shouted, "Sister, what's wrong with you, sister? What about mother?"

The person in Master Wuwei's arms was still unconscious, and she saw that her clothes were burned to pieces and her hair was curled. Cheng Yuxi asked Master Wuwei: "Aunt Master, what's wrong with my sister? And my mother and my aunt, have you seen them? Have they come out?"

"Amitabha." Master Wuwei said the Buddha's name, looked at Cheng Yuxi, and said slowly: "There is no one else in the village, there are only two charred women's bodies. When I found this child, she was in bed and was already so smoked that she fainted from the smoke."

Cheng Yuxi was already nervous for a long time, and when he heard this, he fainted immediately. Song Kui, who was standing beside him, stepped forward to take his pulse and said, "It's okay, I just suffered a disaster and fainted." He asked the master again and said, "Master Master, the village, the two elders of this child are really?" Master Wuwei nodded slowly, and Song Kui sighed, "Oh, an unknown fire has made these two children have to rely on each other for their lives from now on."

Master Wuwei shook his head and said, "It's not just that. This child is afraid that he will bear the pain of his relatives leaving alone." As he said that, he pointed to Cheng Yuxi in the arms of Taoist Songfeng. "Sister, when I found her, she had been smoked for a long time. I thought that the internal organs in my body were also damaged by the fire. I had lost her true energy several times, but there was no improvement at all." The child in Wuwei's arms had a face that was smoked like black charcoal, and her clothes were twisted very much, but it could still be seen that she was a beauty. At this time, her facial features were twisted together in pain, and she must have suffered a great disaster in her body.

After hearing this, Song Feng handed Cheng Yuxi in his arms to Song Kui and hugged her. He stretched out his finger and put it on the Taiyuan acupoint of the little girl's right hand. He used the misty purple air of his nearly thirty years of skill to explore it.

Master Songfeng had a profound internal strength and was quite accomplished in medicine. Wuwei, Song Kui and Ling Muyu, who were standing beside him, saw him closing his eyes and exercising his skills. He knew that he was concentrating on the little girl's injuries, so he waited quietly and did not dare to disturb him.

After a cup of tea, Master Songfeng opened his eyes tightly and said to Songkui: "Go back quickly and let Qingxuan and Qing'an two junior nephews pack up quickly and prepare to return to Wudang. I will go and find a carriage and then arrive."

Song Kui was curious, but he didn't dare to neglect it. He replied and used his light skills to

Run back from the way.

Master Wuwei held the little girl and asked, "Can you treat it?" Taoist Master Suifeng smiled and replied, "It's not treat it here." Ling Muyu listened and hurriedly said, "Master, don't keep it in a silence. This sister seems to be in a bad state and can't be delayed any more." Songfeng continued, "This child has a family background. Although he is young, he already has an internal strength. Although the internal organs are injured, he can still be cured. The theory of internal organs is not my best, but this child is seriously injured. If he drags it down, it will inevitably damage his heart meridians and memory. My senior brother Songheng is under the disciple of Qingxi, a junior brother of Qingxi, studied this method carefully, but this time he stayed in Wudang and did not do so. At this moment, he can only use a big method to seal the meridians of the child to prevent the spread of fire poison, and then quickly send him to Wudang for treatment."

Master Wuwei nodded and said, "It's so good, senior brother is kind and has a hard time." Song Feng replied, "It's OK, the righteous way of the martial arts world shouldn't have been saved." Ling Muyu knew that the girl's injury was a bit dangerous, so he said, "Master, please hurry back first, Master, I'll walk slowly on the road, don't delay treatment." Song Feng heard this, carried Ling Muyu on his back and said, "It's a big night, we're coming out so far again. You little child, how long will it take to go back? Don't let Master and Brothers worry about you."

Ling Muyu refused on his back, "Master, no need." He knew that when he arrived, the master needed to use the Pure Yang Wuji skill to seal the meridians in the girl's body. This Pure Yang Wuji method consumed the true energy extremely, and he really didn't want to add pressure to the master here.

Song Feng saw this little apprentice growing up since he was a child. From his expression and tone, he knew what he was thinking. He immediately said, "It's okay, senior sister, how about how much weight, how about the foot strength of your feet?" This last sentence was said to Master Wuwei.

"Since that's the case, I will follow my senior brother's words." The two of them did not delay any longer and ran towards the inn with their own light skills.

Ling Muyu lay on the master's back and looked back. He saw that Wuwei's master was very skilled. Although he brought one person, he was still floating like a wind and was extremely stable. He thought that he was afraid that the bumps under his feet would aggravate the little girl's injuries. Neither of them had left his feet, for fear that a flower bud that had not yet bloomed would wither.

The night was covered with dark clouds, and the dull weather really caused a heavy rain the next morning. Before I knew it, it was almost noon, and the rain still did not stop.

In a hotel in Jiaxing City, Songfeng Songkui Wuwei and the other two were discussing the unknown fire last night in the room. The seriously injured girl was already led by Qingxuan and Qing'an and the other two to return to Wudang for treatment. Songkui Songfeng was invited to attend the Meizhuang Conference on the way, and he originally brought three disciples, but now only Ling Muyu is still here.

At this time, the door of the room next to it opened. Ling Muyu walked out and saluted Master Wuwei and his uncle. He said, "Report to Master Master, the girl is awake and has no serious health. You only need to be quiet and meditate." After thinking about it, he continued, "I just asked her about some things. Her surname was Cheng, and her aunt and sister were surnamed Lu. The four of them lived in seclusion on the lakeside, without caring about the world, and there was no grudge between the family. She said that yesterday afternoon, she went to the back mountain to study and saw a seriously injured and dying middle-aged man on the way.

When she got home, she told her mother and the other two, and then she went to the back mountain to read books. She fell asleep until she woke up at night and rushed home. She met her disciples directly at the door of the manor."

"Miss Cheng also told his disciple that her mother and aunt both possess martial arts. I think it was not the one who died in the sea of ​​fire for no reason." Ling Muyu said here and stopped. He knew that his master had his own judgment.

Song Feng and the other two looked at each other and said in their hearts: "I think the key point of this matter is the seriously injured person, but how did the two die and the manor was burned, but there was no clue."

While the three of them were thinking, the door on the side was pushed open. Cheng Yuxi slowly walked out with the wall, and knelt down directly at Master Wuwei and Taoist Songfeng. While crying, he said, "Thank you, Master Master, for saving my sister from the fire. Thank you for saving my sister's life and healing her wounds." As he said that, he kowtowed three times to the two of them.

Master Songfeng hurriedly said, "Girl, please get up quickly. It is my decent job to help the poor and help the poor. I must not perform this great gift." Ling Muyu, who was standing beside him, quickly stepped forward and helped Cheng Yuxi up.

Cheng Yuxi looked at Ling Muyu's face with abrasions and bruises. Thinking about the impulse yesterday, fortunately this young brother stopped him, but he was stabbed dozens of times by his finger. He apologized: "Little brother, I was sorry yesterday. I was in a hurry and punched you. I am so sorry."

Ling Muyu shook his head and said, "I should stop the girl's impulsive behavior yesterday. I only blame me for being lazy and causing me to have a low martial arts skills. The girl just pushed me away gently, so I couldn't resist it. I could only make this bad move. Please forgive me for any rudeness."

Cheng Yuxi heard that he had been beaten dozens of times for no reason, but was not angry. Instead, he said that he was not good at abilities. This kind of demeanor made Cheng Yuxi admire this little brother who was about the same age as him. He also thought that he was hugged by him tightly on the ground last night, and his face turned slightly red.

Seeing that she was helped up by her apprentice, Songfeng said, "Miss Cheng, don't do this again. Now Ling has returned to Wudang to heal her wounds. Your two elders and relatives have suffered disaster again. However, the shadow of the murderer has no clue. I dare to ask the girl what plans she has in the future. We will help her."

A ten-year-old girl in Cheng Yuxi suffered from this great change and felt sad. She had no idea why this disaster was born, nor did she know what to plan in the future. She said, "I don't know where to go now, and there is no place to go."

Master Wuwei listened quietly, without saying anything. From the time she started her master to the Emei Portal, she had never been interested in all kinds of things. She ignored the trivial matters of Emei and left them to her fellow students to handle them. Yesterday, she saw Ling Muyu very young but full of spiritual energy, and felt great regret for the first time - she had never encountered such a talent. Today, when Cheng Yuxi looked at him, although he was young, he suffered this great disaster, he was sad, but he was not as listless as a child. He was polite and generous, so he wanted to accept disciples. He said, "Miss Cheng, don't you know if you have a master?"
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