Stunning Ghost Doctor

Chapter 14's

Both walk one behind the other. Due to Ling Mo Han's warning, even though he was still following, he kept a three-step distance from her. And he also knew that his uncle was not used to being around women or that he would not faint after being accidentally kissed by her.

Although he didn't feel comfortable about it either, but the other party was after all already an old uncle, after all, it would be best if he did not bring up the incident again to avoid making it awkward for both sides.

But something made his mood better. The deeper they went to the inside that followed behind him, he managed to pluck a little magic herbs along the way. The magic potion was infused with spirit aura, and even though it was a magic herb of the more common variety, it was enough to change his mood gradually.

[Eh? Is it Red Clover? It was the best to treat the external wounds!]

After seeing a group of magical herbs growing wild among the weeds, he ran over in excitement and plucked them carefully. The Red Clover Blossom after all was a magic herb that would be worth quite neatly and they could only be found here in the deepest part, never appearing on the outside.

This magic potion was actually the same as the most valuable potion he had known in the twenty-first century. Whether it is the name or the depiction of herbs, they are exactly the same. The only difference was that the people in this world developed mystic powers and spirit auras, and their potions were mostly magical, infused with spirit auras, enhancing and strengthening their effects.

‘Enough!’

At that moment, a cold swish sound shot straight towards him. Feng Jiu who was carefully picking the magic herbs did not even look up as he dodged to one side quickly. At that moment, the Red Clover Flower had been picked and he held it in his hand.

Hearing a voice from the front, Ling Mo Han immediately turned his head back. The hand hanging on the side of his body was raised as the sharp arrow flew towards the little beggar. But when he saw her nimbly dodging him, he quietly put his hand back and turned his gaze towards the people coming from the other side.

Feng Jiu was staring at the place where he had just crouched down which now had a sharp arrow lodged on the ground. If he wasn't fast enough to jump, the arrow would land on his body.

It was a team that had around twenty people. The leader among them was a middle-aged man who looked calm and steady. Beside him, there was a younger man roughly around twenty years old and a young girl around fifteen or sixteen years old. Behind them, all the men were dressed in uniform of the same color, looking like clan members, and the entire group looked like a clan here on a training mission.

Observing the group without moving, Feng Jiu's eyes were fixed on the young girl. He saw that the girl was wearing a pink gauze tube dress suit, her voluptuous half-open chest looked very alluring, her slender waist circumference tightly bound, her, the mystical bow in his hand and the arrow on his back. Clearly, the arrow that flew straight towards him earlier had been shot out by the girl.

“Give Red Clover Flowers!”

The young girl's gaze was filled with arrogance as she looked at the dirty and messy Feng Jiu, and sneered: “A beggar who does not squat on a street corner to beg but comes here to seek death, you must be tired of living!”

Feng Jiu did not hide his meticulous gaze as his eyes looked at the girl from head to toe and he imitated the girl's scornful tone with a sarcastic mimicry and said: “Why don't you live in a brothel but have come all the way here.to show off your meat, who are you trying to woo?”

As soon as Feng Jiu's words came out of his mouth, Ling Mo Han who was standing in front felt the corner of his mouth twitch and inwardly, he shook his head and thought: [How can he be a girl? He's obviously just a rude bastard.]

When the man by the girl's side heard that, their expressions hardened, and their killing gazes threw endless daggers at Feng Jiu. Only the expressions of their leader and the young man did not change, unless their eyes looked at Feng Jiu as if they were looking at a corpse..

“You asked for death!”