Función clerical

Capítulo 65

I've seen him before at the martial arts tournament; Shen Zhili only offered a reasonable price.

Upon hearing this, the other party hurriedly asked if there were any other renowned doctors nearby.

Shen Zhili shook her head decisively and said that if she didn't save a few more people, she probably wouldn't be able to hold on. The other party pondered for a long time and then agreed with tears in her eyes.

Due to the issue of consultation fees, Huichun Valley is usually quite quiet, but this time, with so many patients coming, they suddenly became flustered.

Fortunately, there were quite a few doctors in Huichun Valley besides Shen Zhili, which was enough to cover the patients. Even so, it took them ten hours to treat all the patients. Shen Zhili was so tired that she almost collapsed and fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up, I found there was an argument outside.

Shen Zhili ran out and saw a group of Huashan disciples who were less seriously injured pointing and whispering about Hua Jiuye.

Hua Jiuye stood casually by the door frame, wearing a crimson satin cloak with dark cloud patterns. Her long, black hair was braided into several strands and tied with gold rings, hanging down beside her ears. She scratched the snake's head with her slender fingers, revealing a mocking smile. The scar at the corner of her eye was curved, and her whole body exuded a flirtatious yet wicked charm.

Upon seeing Shen Zhili arrive, the first disciple asked, "Valley Master Shen, may I ask if this gentleman is a member of the Demonic Sect?"

Before Shen Zhili could answer, another disciple said, "You can tell at a glance! What righteous person dresses and looks like that? He's even more demonic than the Demonic Sect!"

Hua Jiuye licked his lips and asked with great interest, "Junior sister, can I kill them in the name of the Demonic Sect? A lot of people have come to the valley recently, and I'm suddenly a little excited..."

Shen Zhili pressed her forehead fiercely and said, "No way!" Turning to the disciples, she explained, "This is my senior brother. He's not a member of any demonic sect. He just looks like a bad guy. Actually, he..."

Before Shen Zhili could finish speaking, several disciples showed expressions of extreme terror and screamed as they ran away.

Shen Zhili: "..."

Hua Jiuye shrugged and walked inside: "How boring... It's much more fun to beat up that guy surnamed Su."

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Su Chenche...

It seems like I haven't seen him for several days... Of course, this is also related to her being busy taking care of patients.

However… Shen Zhili pressed his brow and pondered for a moment before finally going to find Qingxing.

Qingxing was tidying up his things in his room.

He's leaving, and then Su Chenche... a dull ache welled up inside him.

Shen Zhili looked calmly at Qing Xing: "Hall Master Qing."

Hearing this, Qingxing turned her head, smiled at Shen Zhili, and said, "Valley Master Shen, I'm sorry to have troubled you these past few days. I'm afraid I must take my leave now..."

Shen Zhili hesitated for a moment, then smiled back, "It's nothing. I should thank Master Qing for his hospitality these past few days."

Qingxing smiled wryly: "I'm fine, anyway, in the end, it's still the master who pays the money."

Once Su Chenche is mentioned, the rest of the conversation is easy to continue.

Shen Zhili: "Sect Leader Qing, I think you should also know about the Seven Emotions Pill..."

Looking at Shen Zhili, Qingxing's expression changed, as if she felt a little reluctant: "Commander Lei also told us that we have to trouble Valley Master Shen again at this time. We are really sorry... Our master..."

Shen Zhili suddenly smiled: "There's nothing to be embarrassed about... Originally, I also felt that your master's feelings came about strangely, so there's no need to explain to me. Once the medicinal herbs arrive, I will prepare them as soon as possible and have someone deliver them to you, or you can come and pick them up." She paused, "Now that we've met, let's say goodbye. Who knows when we'll see each other again?"

Seeing that Shen Zhili was indeed not acting strangely, Qingxing sighed, "It's really... we can't ignore the Demonic Sect."

Shen Zhili then recalled the rumors circulating in the martial arts world that Young Master Twelve Nights harbored a deep and irreconcilable hatred for the Demonic Sect.

At that moment, he subconsciously asked, "What exactly is the grudge between Twelve Nights and the Demonic Sect?"

Qingxing: "The Twelfth Night was created by the Lord's father..."

Shen Zhili couldn't help but ask, "Actually, I've always wanted to ask, why do you call yourselves Twelve Nights?"

Qingxing was taken aback before saying, "I wonder if Valley Master Shen has heard of Twelve Nights of Splendor?"

Seeing that Shen Zhili seemed unable to react, Qingxing continued, "The Twelve Night Blossoms are a legendary divine flower that can bring the dead back to life. Although all the records are still in books, and no one has ever heard of anyone actually seeing this flower, the old master always wanted to find it. No, rather than finding it, it was more of a hope... The old master had deep feelings for his wife, and probably hoped that she could come back to life... But he never succeeded in his life..." At this point, Qingxing's expression became somewhat dejected.

The old master, that must be Su Shenyan, whom Ji Mingyue mentioned...

Qingxing looked up and saw that Shen Zhili was also silent. Then, as if remembering something, she said, "As for the feud between Twelve Nights and the Demonic Sect, you should be able to guess it by now... The Lord's mother was killed by the people of the Demonic Sect, so the purpose of Twelve Nights was actually to assist the Lord in destroying the Demonic Sect."

Shen Zhili lowered his head and remained silent for a long time before asking, "What about Ye Qianqian..."

Qingxing shook her head and said, "I don't know much about Ye Qianqian's matter either. Actually, I was quite surprised that the Lord would get entangled with her. The Lord's personality is very similar to that of the old Lord. I thought he would find a woman who resembled the Lord's mother... Speaking of which, Valley Master Shen does resemble the Lord's mother somewhat. Ah, I have a portrait of the Lord's mother here. Would Valley Master Shen like to take a look?"

Shen Zhili nodded.

After searching for a long time, Qingxing handed Shen Zhili a scroll: "My lord's mother passed away not long after he was born, and he has been relying on scrolls to maintain his memory of his mother. Later, he gradually became too lazy to look at them, so I kept them for him."

As they spoke, Shen Zhili had already unfurled the scroll.

The scroll depicts a woman drunk under the moon.

A long, flowing dress, shimmering with a faint silver light, cascaded down the woman's back. She held a white jade wine cup loosely in her hand, her other hand supporting her chin. The silver sleeve slid down her wrist, revealing a fair and alluring arm. Her eyes were slightly intoxicated, her expression dreamy, and her face…

That face...

It's breathtakingly beautiful.

You can use all the beautiful, lovely, and innocent words in the world to describe the woman in the painting; she looks as clear and transparent as crystal.

One glance is enough to make you unable to look away...

Shen Zhili said expressionlessly, "How does she resemble me..."

Qingxing: "Uh... I wasn't talking about her appearance, more like the feeling... It's said that her biggest hobby back then was beating up the old master every now and then, and she never held back..."

Shen Zhili: "..."

Shen Zhili looked at the painting again, her eyes flickered slightly, and as if she understood its meaning, she sighed, closed the painting, and handed it to Qingxing: "I understand... Hall Master Qing, please say goodbye to your master for me, I... will not go to see him."

Qingxing took the painting and saw Shen Zhili turn to leave.

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Shen Zhili paused in her tracks: "What is it?"

Qingxing said, "That... I went back to Twelve Nights alone. My lord... refused to come with me even if it meant death."

Chapter 53

Shen Zhili waved goodbye to Qingxing.

Behind them, Su Chenche and Hua Jiuye started fighting again after a disagreement.

As the sun set, Shen Zhili sighed silently and went back to continue taking care of Yin... oh, no, the patient.

When Elder Huashan regained consciousness, he grasped Shen Zhili's hand and thanked her repeatedly, forcing Shen Zhili to swallow the words, "Actually, I only wanted the money."

The disciples standing guard beside the elder also bowed to Shen Zhili.

Having seen quite a few patients, Shen Zhili was still receiving such a heartfelt thank you for the first time, and felt slightly guilty.

Having recovered from their injuries in just a few days, the group from Mount Hua left the Valley of Rejuvenation after paying their medical fees.

Shen Zhili's life was actually quite monotonous. He would flip through medical books, see patients, prescribe medicine, handle matters in the valley, and pick out medicinal herbs and count his silver when he had nothing else to do.

But as the days went by, it didn't seem so bad anymore.

In fact, compared to the series of events that had occurred one after another, Shen Zhili preferred this kind of life.

No need to worry, no need to be terrified, just live a peaceful life...

From this perspective, Shen Zhili is actually a rather boring and rigid person.

Holding up the still-steaming white porcelain teacup, Shen Zhili lay back in the chair and flipped through the medical books left by her master on her lap.

With nothing to do, Dieyi sat down next to Shen Zhili and started rambling on and on: "Miss, did you see the clothes that Young Master Hua wore the other day? It was that cloak with red and black..."

Shen Zhili responded half-heartedly, "Mm."

Dieyi cupped her face in her hands, her eyes sparkling: "So handsome, so very handsome! Just one glance, and my heart melted." Seemingly unable to bear it, Dieyi squirmed, "How can Young Master Hua be so handsome, so very handsome? It's just too much..."

Shen Zhili: "Oh."

Dieyi tugged at Shen Zhili's sleeve and blinked, "Miss, Miss, can Dieyi also have a cape like that made?"

Shen Zhili didn't even look up: "Sure, the money will be deducted from your wages."

Hua Jiuye falls under her patronage, but Dieyi doesn't, so there's no reason for her to pay for her services.

Butterfly-like flat-mouthed.

Shen Zhili turned around and continued reading.

Dieyi continued to tug at her sleeve: "Miss, waaaaah, I can't afford it... that fabric is so expensive..."

Shen Zhili: "How expensive?"

Dieyi: "Five taels of cloth per foot..."

Shen Zhili suddenly stood up, grabbed Dieyi by the collar, and said in an unfriendly tone, "How much do you want!"

Dieyi shuddered and honestly repeated it.

Recalling the length of Hua Jiuye's cloak from yesterday, Shen Zhili felt a pang of indignation: "Five taels of silver per foot... that's highway robbery!"

Dieyi secretly looked up: "It's not five taels of silver, it's five taels of gold..."

Shen Zhili: "..."

Dieyi suddenly hugged Shen Zhili's waist: "Miss, calm down, calm down, what are you doing!"

Shen Zhili said decisively, "Let's go and die together!"

Suddenly, the sound of fighting came from outside.

Crackle, splash, rumble, clatter.

When Shen Zhili and Dieyi arrived outside, they saw two figures clashing rapidly, with occasional glimpses of snakes flashing by.

One of the figures flew high into the air and crashed into the courtyard behind them, raising a cloud of dust as the stone wall collapsed.

Almost instantly, the man flew up again and they fought once more.

Shen Zhili pressed her forehead, having lost even the will to call a halt.

"Dieyi, go and calculate how much silver it will cost to rebuild, and report back to Qingxing."

Dieyi followed behind, saying, "But...Miss, Master Qing has left..."

Shen Zhili then remembered that, in a moment of pause, one of the fighting figures stopped and suddenly swooped down, his white robes fluttering as he landed, his eyes curving upwards as he looked at Shen Zhili with a gentle smile.

Then came that eternal opening line: "Knowing separation..."