Chapter 229 Hypocrisy
Song Bei didn't notice that Pan Jun was acting, but he could see that Zhu Zixun was more seriously injured.

Song Bei's eyes flashed, he suppressed his anger, turned around and ordered: "Hurry up and ask Doctor Zhao to go see Taoist Sanzhu."

Zhu Zixun had already sat cross-legged to heal his wounds. He also heard it, but didn't care. He thought Pan Yun was more seriously injured than him.

But Hu Jing and Su Ying, who were watching the whole scene, realized that Pan Yun's martial arts skills were better than Zhu Zixun's, and her injuries were less serious than his.

At this time, Song Bei asked Doctor Zhao to see Pan Yun first...

Hu Jing and Su Ying looked at each other and felt a little unhappy.

This was the third time they had cooperated with Song Bei to escort things for him. The first two times of cooperation were good. They felt that Song Bei was generous and loyal, and that he was a man who valued friendship and loyalty.

But now it seems that he is not as generous as they thought, nor does he value friendship that much.

The two of them had only gone with him twice, but Zhu Zixun was his old partner, and it was said that they had been working together for several years.

However, his martial arts skills were inferior to Pan Yun's, but Song Bei immediately abandoned him and sided with Pan Yun.

The emphasis on profit over righteousness made Hu Jing and Su Ying feel like they were in the same boat.

Song Bei had not noticed the change in their mood. He looked at Zhu Zixun with concern and ordered loudly, "Go get another carriage and put a thick mat on it. Please get in there, Mr. Zhu, and see what medicine we brought with us. Everything else should be handled by Mr. Zhu first."

The guard left in response.

Zhu Zixun was very satisfied with what he heard. He opened his eyes and asked, "Is the cargo okay?"

Song Bei said quickly, "It's just a truckload of goods. How can it be as important as Hero Zhu? I've already asked someone to pack it up. Don't worry."

Zhu Zixun nodded, and then asked, "How is the young Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain?"

Song Bei: "The injury is quite serious."

Zhu Zixun snorted coldly and said, "She is so young, but her temper is too explosive. Give her the medicine first."

Song Bei immediately said, "I hope you will be more generous, hero."

Seeing him close his eyes to regulate his breathing and heal his wounds, Song Bei turned and left, whispering, "How is the stuff?"

"The boxes were lifted up, and fortunately the ones that fell down... were not damaged."

Song Bei was also relieved when he heard this, and then he said, "Let Doctor Zhao treat Taoist Sanzhu well and free up my car for her to use."

The guards took the order and left.

Doctor Zhao came to take Pan Yun's pulse. Pan Yun glanced at Miaohe and continued to lean on her.

As soon as Doctor Zhao felt Pan Yun's pulse, Miao He quietly pinched the inside of her arm and pressed two of her acupoints.

Pan Yun's face became paler and paler, and his breath became weaker and weaker. Doctor Zhao frowned and looked at Pan Yun, seeming to be hesitant to speak.

Pan Jun closed her eyes weakly, as if she was unconscious.

Miao Zhen wiped her tears and said, "Doctor, just tell me what you want to say. Is my junior uncle dying?"

Doctor Zhao said quickly: "No, no, no, it's not that serious, it's just that the young Taoist priest is indeed seriously injured and needs to rest."

He emphasized: "Stay in bed and don't move."

Miaozhen and Miaohe both started wiping their tears, and when they couldn't cry, they rubbed their eyes, so when Song Bei's guards came over, both of them had red eyes.

The guard was stunned. Is it so serious? Isn't it just spitting out blood? Hero Zhu spit out twice.

After hearing Doctor Zhao's diagnosis, the guard frowned even more, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Doctor Zhao, let's go see Hero Zhu again."

Doctor Zhao thought that Mr. Zhu's pulse was much better, at least it was no longer as weak as a thread.

Song Bei was silent for a moment and then asked, "Is she really that badly injured? She looked fine just now."

Guard: "Just now I saw that he looked even worse."

Song Bei lowered his eyes and thought, "It seems that Hero Zhu is still one step ahead."

He asked, "Did you deliver the healing medicine to her?"

"Never."

"Let's use it first, Hero Zhu," Song Bei said coldly, "We just set out, we can't waste two good hands."

The guard agreed.

"They said that Taoist Sanzhu is not easy to move, so they don't want to switch to the young master's car."

Song Bei: "In that case, don't force them. Prepare more hot water and medicine for them. Don't neglect the distinguished guests."

The guard agreed.

Although an accident had occurred, the carriage was quickly lifted up, the boxes were put back on and tied up, and the afternoon journey was only delayed for half an hour before continuing.

The carriages of Pan Yun and the other two were moved to the back, under the pretext of letting Song Bei lead the way and protect them.

Pan Jun leaned comfortably on Miaohe, pinching her nose and drinking the medicine in one gulp.

In fact, she didn't want to drink it. She slapped herself very carefully and just vomited blood. She would use her energy to recuperate and she would be fine in two days.

but……

Song Beidu took the initiative to open the medicine storehouse to her. She felt a little bit at a loss if she didn't take any medicine.

But Pan Yun was not grateful to Song Bei. He stuffed a candy into his mouth and began to mutter, "He is so heartless and ungrateful. He looks kind and friendly, but he is indeed a pirate. Where is Pan Xiaohei? I am almost dying, why hasn't he come back yet?" Miaohe said, "I saw him just now, but he just popped his head out and went back into the woods. I don't know what he is doing."

"Forget it, leave it alone," Pan Yun said, "It can't be lost. It will come back when it's hungry at night."

Miao Zhen: "Uncle Junior Master, what did you ask it to do?"

Pan Yun rubbed his chest and said, "I asked it to find some cute babies for me. I was counting on it to find the babies and check the things in the box. I didn't expect that I would have to do it in the end. My heart aches."

She whispered, "What did you get?"

Miao Zhen shook her head and lowered her voice, "I went into my consciousness and took a look. The things I took in were tied with straw, so I couldn't see clearly, but judging from the shape, they looked a bit like swords."

Pan Yun frowned, thought for a moment and said, "Let's find a place to take the things out and have a look at them at night."

Miaozhen agreed.

The convoy did not stop until sunset, and the guards found a place to stay first.

They should often take this road, and people often rest here. The open space they found was very large, with sparse trees, which became thicker towards the sides. There was a river not far away, and there were traces of burnt fires on the ground.

As soon as the convoy stopped, the merchants following behind immediately and quickly seized all traces of the fire outside.

They did not dare to compete with the convoy for the middle position, so naturally the closer to the center of the convoy the better. In their opinion, the closer, the safer.

Song Bei wanted to protect Pan Yun and the others in the middle, but Pan Yun refused directly, "I don't want to be with them."

She pointed to a place to the side and said, "Let's sit there."

I acted childishly, as if I was not nice to them and didn't want to play with them.

Song Bei was silent for a moment before agreeing. He asked the guards to bring them firewood to help them light a fire. He also said, "You are injured. I will ask the cook to make some blood-replenishing food for you."

He explained what happened at noon today, "It was a temporary break at noon, and there was no time to light a fire and cook. The only thing we had was the food box we brought from the inn. It was Song's fault for not hosting us well."

Pan Yun said weakly: "I don't blame the boss. You are the boss and I listen to you in everything. But we are all thugs. Why does he bully me?"

Pan Jun sniffed and said with red eyes, "He is so old, but he still bullies children. He scolded me first and then hit me. If I wasn't strong enough, my head would have been smashed by him."

Song Bei: ...

The conversation sounded like children quarreling, and he didn't know how to respond for a moment. Mainly, their campfire was not that far from here.

Zhu Zixun is a martial arts expert, so he must be able to hear it.

Sometimes he also wanted to tear off some illusions and treat these people less gently and politely.

After Song Bei finally calmed Pan Yun down and let her leave, Hu Jing, who had been secretly watching this side, withdrew his gaze and met Su Ying's gaze. The two looked at each other calmly and then looked away.

Zhu Zixun, on the other hand, was very gentle towards Song Bei and looked very satisfied with the way he handled the situation.

Miao Zhen saw all of this and couldn't help but say, "Master Junior, I've watched for a long time and it seems that only the hero Zhu has a bad brain. He didn't even notice that Song Bei was so hypocritical."

Pan Yun glanced at Hu Jing and Su Ying, and said softly: "So we should be more careful of the other two. Where is Pan Xiaohei?"

Pan Xiaohei came back when it was completely dark, with a string of... mice following him.

These mice looked a bit miserable, with messy fur and lying flat on their backs. They lined up obediently and followed Pan Xiaohei, running towards him.

When they got close, they didn't dare to just lie there, but instead crawled under the fallen leaves, hiding their bodies, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed to stare at Pan Yun and the other two.

Miao Zhen Miao He: …

The two of them were not afraid of mice. How could a girl who grew up in the mountains never have seen mice?
But... they had never seen such neat and orderly things with so many of them.

The two of them leaned against each other calmly, turned their heads and looked at Pan Jun, waiting for her to get angry.

Pan Jun glanced around, nodded with satisfaction, and asked Pan Xiaohei, "Have you trained them all?"

"Meow meow meow."

Pan Yun: "Got it, let them hide for now and take action later."

Miaozhenmiaohe opened her mouth wide, and then quickly closed it. So these were the cute little babies that the junior master uncle was talking about?
Pan Yun looked into the mice's mung bean-sized eyes, smiled slightly, and said softly: "Don't worry, I won't make things difficult for you. I'll just let you help me dig some things out."

Mouse: "After we finish the job, you won't eat us, will you?"

Pan Yun: "I don't eat mice."

Mouse: "That will kill us?"

Pan Yun: "You are my heroes, I will reward you."

Pan Yun took out a steamed bun and handed it directly to Miaohe.

This was so wonderful and familiar. Although she couldn't understand the squeaking of mice, she could understand what Pan Yun said. She knew what they were talking about without even thinking about it.

She immediately tore the steamed bun into pieces and threw them carefully in front of them.

The mice were very happy to get their reward in advance and immediately picked up the steamed bread crumbs and put them under their bodies.

Pan Jun nodded with satisfaction, waved to Pan Xiaohei and said, "Take them out to play."

Pan Xiaohei looked at her quietly for a while, then got up and took the mice to hide in the woods.

(End of this chapter)