The whole family is full of villain cannon fodder, and little junior sister Koi takes the lead.

Chapter 32: Does the city lord really have a problem?
Wen Lingyu and the others waited in the queue for nearly an hour before it was finally their turn.

"Xiaolu, don't you want to see fellow Taoist Zuo for medical treatment? It's your turn, go quickly." Wen Lingyu poked Wei Lu who was in front of him.

Wei Lu looked ahead in surprise, his dull eyes staring blankly ahead.

He also thought about letting Wen Lingyu and the others go first, "Sister Lingyu, don't you also want to find brother Qiu Mo? Otherwise."

Wen Lingyu rejected him directly, "No, you take a look first."

"Sit down and stretch out your right hand." Zuo Qiumo saw it was Wei Lu and said.

Wen Lingyu and his two senior brothers stood aside and watched Zuo Qiumo take his pulse, waiting for his results.

"Xiaolu, you have been blind since birth. This is a natural disease that I cannot cure." Zuo Qiuming shook his head regretfully.

Wei Lu bit his lower lip, as if he was very unwilling, and his eyes were filled with tears, "Brother Qiu Mo, you can cure the young city lord, why can't you cure me?" The young city lord was also in poor health since he was born. , all the powerful medical practitioners said that he could not recover, but Zuo Qiumo cured him.

Besides, isn’t Brother Qiu Mo himself the same?

Zuo Qiumo's eyes flickered for a moment, and he soon regained his composure, but calmly told him that his eyes could not be cured.

Wei Lu, who had always been cowardly, didn't know where the courage suddenly came from. He stood up and yelled at Zuo Qiumo, "You just don't want to help me, right? Is it because I can't afford the medical bills? My eyes are healed." If so, I can make money and I will return it to you when the time comes!"

Zuo Qiumo understood his mood, but was helpless, "It's not about money, Xiaolu, I really can't cure you."

"Then why are your legs healed? You were a cripple before, aren't you healed too?!"

Zuo Qiumo was also a lame before?

Wen Lingyu's eyes drifted towards his legs unconsciously.

"Xiaolu!" Zuo Qiumo lowered his shoulders helplessly, "I can't cure you."

Wei Lu couldn't bear it anymore and stumbled away on crutches.

Xiao Chisheng was worried that something would happen to him, so he quickly followed him.

The fourth senior brother ran away with Xiaolu, leaving only Wen Lingyu and the third senior brother.

"Fellow Daoist Zuo, I have something to ask you."

As if he knew they would come looking for him, Zuo Qiumo was not surprised and just asked them to go into the private room in the store and wait for a while.

Wen Lingyu and Zhang Qiang followed the waiter in the store and entered the private room where guests were entertained.

The two waited for a while before Zuo Qiumo came over.

"What do these two fellow Taoists want to ask me?"

Wen Lingyu did not beat around the bush and asked him directly, "Fellow Daoist Zuo, you often go in and out of the City Lord's Mansion to treat the Young City Lord, but do you think there is anything wrong?"

"What do you mean?"

"Are the monks who have disappeared recently in the city related to the city lord's mansion?" In fact, two days after they came to Zhijin City, the senior brother had already inquired about the current city lord Zhuang Ping in the city, and the people in the city had a pretty good opinion of him. .

Some say that he is diligent and loves the people, while others say that he is kind-hearted, always caring about the people in the city, and even doing many small things by himself. It is a pity that he only has one terminally ill son.For a moment, they couldn't tell whether this matter had anything to do with the City Lord's Mansion.

After all, except for those medical cultivators, the other missing monks seemed to have no connection with the City Lord's Mansion.

Zuo Qiumo did not answer directly, but suddenly looked at Wen Lingyu and the others and said, "Some things cannot be taken at face value. People's hearts are fickle and easy to disguise."

Zhang Qiang was confused by his mysterious words.

"Can you speak human words?"

"If the city lord really has a problem, are you sure you can solve him?"

So the city lord really has a problem? !
Wen Lingyu pondered, the city lord was just a late-stage Jindan monk, and they had a senior brother, so they should be able to defeat him.

But there are still many soldiers in the city lord's palace, which is very difficult to fight. Not to mention that as the lord of a city, Zhuang Ping must have many magic weapons and treasures.

"My senior brother Yuanying is in the early stage, and two sword cultivators from the Sword Control Sect can also help. There should be no problem in dealing with the city lord."

"What about the soldiers of the city lord's palace?"

Wen Lingyu only regretted that he had not learned swordsmanship earlier, otherwise he might have killed everyone.

She suddenly noticed something and stared straight at Zuo Qiumo.

Zuo Qiumo felt a little unnatural when she looked at him and couldn't help but look away, "What are you doing, fellow Daoist Wen, staring at me like this?"

"You know that the city lord is not a good person and you know what they do, so why do you still want to treat the city lord's son?" Could it be that the city lord also held a knife to his neck?
She remembered that Zuo Qiumo probably returned to Zhijin City recently.

Zuo Qiumo felt guilty when he asked, his eyes lowered, "I'm just a medical practitioner, I don't even have the ability to protect myself, so naturally I can't directly offend the City Lord's Mansion." Besides, he has other things to do, otherwise he He would not deliberately lure Wen Lingyu and his party to the City Lord's Mansion.

When Wen Lingyu saw that he was speaking in a secretive manner, he immediately said, "Anyway, the Jinsha Secret Realm is about to open, and we will leave Zhijin City after completing our experience. After all, those monks who disappeared in Zhijin City are not with us. It doesn’t matter, why should we ask for trouble.”

"You're right. If it weren't for the fact that the second senior brother wanted to earn some spiritual stones to repair the kitchen, I wouldn't be too lazy to care about it. Wouldn't it be better to just lie down in the inn? If I insist on intervening in the affairs of the City Lord's Mansion, I might be in danger of my life. You." When Zhang Qiang saw his junior sister posing badly, he also crossed his legs and started posing together.

Zuo Qiumo's face looked a little ugly, "Aren't you monks? When you see such injustice, shouldn't you act righteously?"

That day, Wei Lu was knocked to the ground by a carriage. There were so many people around, but no one came to help. Only Wen Lingyu and his group came to help. He chose them because he felt that they would not just sit idly by.

"There's nothing I can do. I'm just a little foundation-building monk. My senior brother has to take care of a few of us, and he doesn't have time to support the weak and eliminate evil."

"That's right, he is the city lord. Even if we find evidence that he has done bad things, others may not believe what we say."

Zhang Qiang echoed the junior sister from the side.

"Have you ever heard of Jiying Palace?"

Wen Lingyu sat upright, raised her eyes and asked, "Oh, what is that?" Forgive her for her ignorance. The original novel tells the story of how she was doted on by her brothers and sisters, and won all the way. Other things were mentioned. Very few.

It had been three years since she came to the world of cultivation, and she stayed in the sect to practice every day. She had forgotten many unimportant contents in the book.

Jiyingdian, I have never heard of it, either it is not in the novel, or she has forgotten it.

(End of this chapter)