Chapter 157 Luck

Pan Yun was beaten with twenty boards. It was not known whether the disciples who carried out the punishment admired her personal charm or someone else did it for her, but it did not hurt as much as expected. She did not even groan. Her face was just a little pale when she was carried back to Fengqiyuan, and her lips were bleeding from being bitten.

Many students saw this and whispered, "See? She was beaten until she vomited blood, but she didn't even groan. She's really tough."

"I saw it from the day she joined the sect. Even someone like Uncle Zifang would follow her and not suffer any loss. Isn't that tough?"

"His face is completely pale without a trace of blood."

As soon as she was carried back to Fengqiyuan, Xuanmiao, Miaozhen and Miaohe took a pair of scissors to cut open her clothes, cleaned her wounds and applied medicine.

Pan Jun started to moan “Hahahaha”.

Xuanmiao glanced at her and said unforgivingly, "I thought you really didn't feel pain. Even your cry of pain is different from others."

She said this, but her movements were faster and lighter. She took away the cut clothes, and Pan Jun said with a "ha" sound, grinning, "Be gentle, be gentle."

Miao He's eyes were filled with tears as she choked and said, "Fourth Master, they did it on purpose. They beat me so hard."

Xuanmiao said: "You are wrong, they have been very lenient."

She said, "The punishment stick in the academy is comparable to the military stick in the army. If you don't show mercy, the person you see now will be a bloody man."

Pan Yun also nodded and said, "They must have shown mercy. It hurt, but the muscles and bones were not injured. I know that some executioners can make people feel less pain, but it is like hitting a bull from a distance. All the force is applied to the muscles and bones. It looks like only a minor injury on the outside, but the muscles and bones are broken inside."

Miaohe shuddered, "Is there such a method?"

"Yes, when I was being beaten just now, I thought about how the force should penetrate the skin and hit the internal organs with a bang. It feels like the bone-piercing palm. I can press my palm on a person's chest. It can't be seen on the surface, but the internal organs and bones are all broken--" Pan Jun, who was speaking excitedly, screamed, "Oh oh oh" and couldn't utter a complete sentence.

Xuan Miao took back the cotton cloth pressed on her wound and said expressionlessly, "You still have the leisure to think about these things. It seems that it really doesn't hurt that much."

Pan Yun stretched out her hand weakly and said, "Fourth Senior Sister, it really hurts. It is because of the pain that I have to think of something to divert my attention. That's why I thought of these things. I have already beaten you, so I must get something out of it... Aw——"

Xuanmiao: “It’s not me.”

Miao Zhen said in a panic: "It's me, Junior Uncle-Master. Third Uncle-Master said to use this medicine to clean the wound and then apply medicine. I didn't expect this medicine to be so irritating..."

Pan Jun fell on the bed, looking as if he had lost all hope in life.

The medicine produced by Sanqing Mountain is very effective. After applying the medicine in the morning, Pan Yun felt that the pain of the wound was not so severe by the evening. The next day, he began to feel numb and itchy, and it even felt like a scab had formed.

And Xuanmiao would urge her to adjust her energy to speed up the healing of her wounds every once in a while.

"Before entering the Cliff of Repentance, it would be best if all your wounds were healed, otherwise it would be of no benefit to you."

Pan Yun: "How could it be possible to get better so quickly in just three days?"

But she still listened to the advice. Although she said it was impossible, she did not slow down at all. She urged the exercises and practiced while lying on her stomach. She let the energy flow to her lower back and buttocks to speed up the activity of the skin and provide it with more energy. At the same time, she let the energy cover the wound to isolate the dirt in the air...

The weather is so hot, it is the time when all kinds of bacteria are active.

Pan Yun did not let Miaozhen and Miaohe sit idle, and asked them to help her go down the mountain to buy a large wooden barrel with a lid, two large wooden basins, various rice, flour, grain, oil, and even a stove and charcoal.

Although the two of them didn't know why she needed these things, they still found time to go down the mountain and bought her the things on her list.

When Wang Feiyin came out after treating Dai Yong, he ran down the mountain and bought her several strips of bacon, several bacon chickens, and two large baskets of vegetables. He stuffed them all into her hands and said, "Put them away, put them away. You'll need them in another month and a half."

Pan Yun: …

"Brother, how did you know that my sleeves can hold so many things?"

Wang Feiyin tilted his head, "Can't it fit? Then how did those things in your house disappear? The Jinyiwei dug three feet underground to find something, but they couldn't find anything of yours. Didn't you put them away?"

He urged, “Throw away all those useless things, pack these, food and drink are the most important.”

He also took out a lot of medicine bottles from his pocket and gave them to her.

After a while, he took out seven or eight medicine bottles from his left sleeve, and then seven or eight medicine jars from his right sleeve. Soon, the edge of her bed was filled with them. "Put them away, put them all away. You are just laying the foundation. There is no spiritual energy in them. You can replenish it with your own medicine. This ointment is for healing..."

Pan Jun looked at his left sleeve, then at his right sleeve, and said "Oh~~" meaningfully. She was slow. No wonder the eldest brother could always fit so many things in his sleeves. It turned out that the key point was not the size of the sleeves, but the large space inside the sleeves.

Pan Jun accepted them all without hesitation, "Anything else?"

Wang Feiyin tapped her forehead and said, "Anything else? Raising one of you is almost like raising two of your Third Brothers. Do you know how much money we spent just to pay for Dai Yong's medicine?"

Pan Jun hesitated for a moment, then took out his money box from the spiritual space with a painful heart, "Big Brother..."

Wang Feiyin pretended not to see it and said to her, "Fortunately, we brought a lot of money with us this time, so we can maintain our reputation. Otherwise, if people outside knew that our huge Sanqing Mountain couldn't even pay this little compensation, how embarrassing it would be."

"So, Junior Sister, next time you attack, you should be more restrained, okay? I don't feel sorry for the people you hit, but I feel sorry for the money you paid, whether it's mine or yours."

"If they are wrong, just fight back and let them know the pain, but don't hurt yourself, including physically, mentally, and financially."

Pan Yun put the money box on her chin, nodded repeatedly, and whispered: "So, brother, my money..." Wang Feiyin went to pull her purse, "It's not safe for you to hold it, so I'll keep it for you."

Pan Yun hugged him tightly, "You have to tell me clearly, is this the money I paid out, or the money I gave you for safekeeping? The former is fine, I am willing to pay it out, but the latter... Senior Brother, you are not as lucky as me in getting money."

"Fool, what do you want money for? While you have money, buy some medicine and stock up. You don't need money to make medicine. Cultivation is not only achieved through practice, but also by taking medicine, don't you understand?" Wang Feiyin said, "Give me the money, and I will exchange it all for medicine later."

Pan Jun loosened his grip, "But my father and the others..."

"They have hands and feet, and you've sent a lot to them, so why do they need you to send money?"

"I mean, I have to prepare some money in case of overturning the case in the future. I can't keep the money, so I sent it to them so that they can keep it for me."

"Why bother to go far away? I am unlucky, but I still have your nephews. You might as well keep it with them, or deposit it in a bank. You can say you lent it to them, but keep the receipts so you can use it anytime. Isn't it better than sending it to Datong?"

Pan Jun looked at him suspiciously, "Big Brother, why did you suddenly stop letting me send money to Datong?"

Wang Feiyin paused for a moment and then whispered, "I suddenly realized today that you are missing money."

"I'm always losing money, right?"

Wang Feiyin: "It's leaking even more now."

Pan Yun's eyes widened, "Why?"

Wang Feiyin spread his hands: "How should I know? Besides, not only are you losing money, judging from your face, your family is also losing money. Although it's only a slight change, I think it's better to keep the money with you."

"If you really have lost money, spend money in time to avoid disaster. We cultivators don't have much else to spend, but there are countless places to spend money. Buying a better magic tool can cost hundreds of taels. The little money you have is just a drop in the bucket."

Pan Jun is still looking for the reason.

Seeing how obsessed she was, Wang Feiyin shook his head and said, "You are still too young. I have experienced what you are going through now. People's fortunes will change. You will get used to it after a while. Anyway, when doing things, just think of the worst."

Pan Yun was depressed, "Can't you find the answer?"

"Not everything in this world can be answered, let alone immediately. Some things may take ten, twenty, or even a hundred years before we can understand the reasons when we look back."

Pan Yun was silent for a moment and then said, "If people don't know, then the cat also doesn't know? Where's my cat? Where's my cat?"

Pan Xiaohei jumped in from the window and looked at her quietly.

What can it know?
It's not even a human being.

At the same time, the three people imprisoned in the Criminal Law Hall had just had their martial arts skills abolished. At this moment, their resentment towards Pan Yun and Zhang Weiliang reached its peak, and they even couldn't help but resent themselves.

They still hated Nong Zhiyi and looked at him angrily, "If it weren't for your instigation, we wouldn't have threatened Cui Huaigong."

Nong Zhiyi couldn't help but laugh miserably, "You only had your skills destroyed, but you can still practice again. But my Dantian was destroyed."

The three of them were silent.

Nong Zhiyi said: "Since we have done it, we should not regret it. We know exactly why we did it in the first place."

"That sounds nice, but don't you hate Pan Yun, Zhang Weiliang, and the Academy?"

Nong Zhiyi looked solemn and said softly, "No, I don't hate you. I just hate that I wasn't born into a rich family and that I don't have enough talent. Otherwise, how could I be like this?"

Finally, the three of them discussed it and found that Dai Yong's ending might be the best.

Although he was stupid, his cultivation was still there, and he could stay in the academy for the rest of his life without having to worry about food and clothing.

Nong Zhiyi was unwilling to be a fool. His dantian was cracked, but he believed that he could repair it.

He is obviously no worse than any of them, he just has no backing.

If he had the backing and support of Zhang Weiliang and Pan Yun, he would definitely be better than them.

Pan Jun learned from Pan Xiaohei that the three people's martial arts had been abolished, and they were very resentful towards her.

She lay there expressionless, humming non-stop, but she never regretted doing that in her heart. If it happened again, she would still use force and make a big deal out of it.

Even if her merits would be deducted, she would be even more unlucky.

Wang Feiyin looked at the box in her arms and asked, "Are you going to give me the money? Oh, no, give it to the Taoist temple for safekeeping?"

Pan Yun directly pushed the money box to him and said, "Don't keep it for me. Just spend it. Buy all kinds of medicinal herbs. Big Brother, ask Big Brother to go down the mountain and buy me twice as much rice, flour, grain, oil, chicken, duck, fish, meat, and cinnabar talisman paper. Buy me as much as you have. Spend it all."

Wang Feiyin opened the money box and took a look at it, then he clicked his tongue and said, "You talk so grandly, I thought you were very rich, but it's just this... You still want to buy medicinal herbs to make medicine? You're dreaming." In the end, he had to give him subsidies.

Pan Jun looked up and smiled at him.

(End of this chapter)