GBP Chapter 163 Pretend You Haven't Heard
Chapter 163 Pretend You Haven't Heard
Bai Wangshu left Xinhai, but Jiang Tingwan's expression became a little complicated, and a smile appeared in his eyes.
"Is it really that bad..." Jiang Tingwan cleared his throat and murmured, "Not really..."
As he said this, he turned his head to look at Sui Jiu who was standing beside him, only to see her nodding in agreement.
Jiang Tingwan frowned slightly, pursed his lips and said nothing.
Lin Shuyu helped Mu Yunzhong sit down and changed the medicine for him.
Mu Qingge stood at the door. Unable to look directly, she turned her back to the scene in the room.
Meng Ziyuan leaned against the door frame with his arms folded, glanced at Mu Yunzhong who was being taken care of by everyone in the room, then raised his eyes slightly to look at Mu Qingge opposite him, but only for a moment before he looked away.
Today, he no longer has the pride of being the only favorite. Even his act of abandoning Mu Qingge and Mu Yunzhong is like a judgment of conscience, reminding him all the time.
Mu Qingge's gaze was always directed outside the house, as if he was waiting for something.
It was not until they heard a voice from behind that they both turned around at the same time.
"The muscles in your arm are injured, and spiritual power alone can't heal it. You can only take good care of it and not let it relapse." Lin Shuyu said as he completed the last step of bandaging.
Mu Yun finally opened his eyes and saw clearly everyone's concern for him. He looked around the room with some doubt. This feeling was very unfamiliar and made him extremely uncomfortable.
"Thank you, Senior Brother Lin!" Mu Yun finally lowered his head, not daring to look others in the eye as usual.
Seeing that Mu Yun finally returned to his former humble state, the people in the room looked at each other, thinking that it was because of his background that he was speechless in front of everyone.
Seeing this, Lin Shuyu hurriedly comforted him, "Junior Brother Mu, since the head master has spoken about today's matter, we should pretend that we have never heard of it, and you don't have to take it to heart. We have been in the same sect for so many years, and others may not know what kind of person you are, but I, Lin Shuyu, have seen it all. No matter what happened in the past or what will happen in the future, we are all disciples of Sanyuan Sect."
When Lin Shuyu thought of the Dustless Pearl in Mu Yunzhong's body, which was because someone used him as a container to resurrect Nangong Xiu, his heart was instantly filled with pity.
In his eyes, his Junior Brother Mu had lived a miserable life over the years.
Mo Shaoyang and Mo Shaoyu exchanged glances, then looked at Meng Ziyuan at the door. Seeing that he did not refute, he also said: "That's right, just focus on healing your injuries, and we will pretend that we have never heard of what happened today."
Mu Qingge also nodded towards Mu Yunzhong to comfort him.
Seeing this, Mu Yunzhong frowned in confusion. Were these people possessed? Why did their attitude towards him change 180 degrees? According to Meng Ziyuan's temper, he should be the first to stand up and shout for killing.
This is all really weird.
He could only try desperately to think about what had happened in the two months that he had forgotten about.
Mu Yunzhong remained silent for a long time. Mu Qingge noticed something different from his reaction and asked, "Brother Mu, are you feeling unwell?"
Seeing this, Lin Shuyu reacted and came out to explain: "Junior Brother Mu's spiritual consciousness must have been damaged, causing him to lose some of his memory. He doesn't remember what happened in the past two months."
When these words were spoken, everyone present was shocked.
"It's so serious, no wonder..." Mo Shaoyu didn't finish his words. He was always good at observing people's words and expressions, so it's no wonder that he felt that Mu Yunzhong was a little strange in the past two days.
Not only that, he even felt that his Third Uncle was a little strange.
"Thank you, brothers." As they all surrounded him, Mu Yun couldn't help but speak out, "I won't be in the way. I'll just need to rest for a while."
As soon as he said this, "Senior Brother", Meng Ziyuan and the others exchanged glances, and then they confirmed that he had even forgotten the title that Third Uncle had changed for him.
Mu Qingge also corrected him, "Spiritual consciousness damage is a big deal. If you don't cultivate properly, your future cultivation will be greatly affected."
"Can't the San Yuan Jue repair the spiritual energy within the Dantian? I wonder if it can repair the spiritual consciousness?" Mo Shaoyu couldn't help but ask.
"Although the San Yuan Jue has the effect of self-healing, it is not omnipotent. Serious injuries like this still need the help of medicinal herbs."
"Medicinal herbs?" Mo Shaoyu didn't know anything about pharmacology, so he naturally knew nothing about it. He frowned and asked in confusion, "But what kind of medicinal herbs can have the effect of restoring spiritual consciousness?"
There was a hint of anxiety and worry in his voice. Mu Yun finally looked at Mo Shaoyu deeply. He really didn't expect this.
Lin Shuyu noticed his worry and said softly, "Although what I have learned is just a handful, there are countless magical herbs and sacred medicines in the world, and there must be more than one that can cure Junior Brother Mu's injury. I vaguely remember there is a magical herb called Qinggu Lingya, which has the miraculous effect of revitalizing tendons and bones and regulating spiritual breath. Even if it can't repair spiritual consciousness, it can heal Junior Brother Mu's external injuries. It's just that I have only seen magical herbs like this in books, and have never seen the real thing."
"The Jizhen Pavilion of the Cangyu Sect may have a holy medicine for healing." Mo Shaoyang suddenly said.
Lin Shuyu's eyes lit up, "Why didn't I think of that? The Cangyu Sect is rich and powerful, with abundant resources, maybe there is something like this."
Several people around him had a long discussion about him, but Mu Yunzhong, the key person, felt a natural isolation. Although he knew what they were talking about and for whom they were talking, he really couldn't put himself in that person's shoes.
As he was upset, the wound on his arm suddenly spasmed, causing him to groan uncontrollably, and sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.
"Junior Brother Mu..." Lin Shuyu was about to express his concern when he was interrupted by him.
"Thank you for your concern, brothers. I am just a little tired and would like to rest for a while. Please..."
Lin Shuyu quickly responded: "I understand. We will leave now, you have a good rest, if you need anything, just call us."
Mu Yunzhong hunched over, without raising his eyes, but just nodded slightly.
Everyone looked at Mu Yunzhong at the same time and left the room one after another.
After everyone left one after another, the hand on the bed was clenched into a fist, and the joints of the fingertips were crackling.
The phoenix eyes he raised were terribly cold and sinister, and he told himself that he must not be the one who was kept in the dark.
He has too many doubts to solve.
The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. Night fell quietly. The mottled shadows of the trees swayed gently in the breeze. At this moment, a ray of spiritual light passed through the sky above the inn.
A man who had just reached the door stopped and looked up at the night sky, which was filled with endless stars.
After staring for a moment, a green light flashed in Shen Zhui's eyes, but he finally retracted his gaze, took a step forward, and walked into the inn.