bookrandom Chapter 192 Yan Ping's Wen Clan Rules
Chapter 192 Yan Ping's Wen Clan Rules
The elder sister sat on the side of the bed, looking at Yan Ping's pale appearance while he was sleeping, with a hint of worry in her eyes.
"Doctor Wen, can't you remove the evil thoughts in his sea of consciousness?"
Doctor Wen stood to one side, shaking his head calmly.
"I can't extract it. The evil thoughts are completely integrated with his consciousness. If I just want to extract the evil thoughts alone, it will be as difficult as leaving Yuanzhou."
"And even if there is a way now, his body can't handle it."
Doctor Wen looked at Yan Ping and rubbed his face slowly.
Ever since he accepted Yan Ping's sister's invitation and agreed to help, he has been taking care of Yan Ping's body.
When it was first brought in, it looked like a corpse.
Even after recuperation, I still can't get out of bed.
The worry in my sister's eyes grew more serious.
That evil thought did not belong to Yan Ping, but it was caused by Yan Ping.
Those evil cultivators captured many cultivators and used their blood as sacrifices to forcibly wash Yan Ping's body.
As a result, that evil thought was completely integrated into Yan Ping's sea of consciousness.
If this continues, Yan Ping's temperament will sooner or later be affected. If we don't want him to be hunted down by Yuanzhou's people in the future, we need to intervene as soon as possible.
Doctor Wen tilted his head and looked at his sister. Not only were their eyebrows and eyes similar, but their complexions were also equally pale. He spoke up to remind her.
"Your fundamental injuries haven't healed yet, and he still listens to you."
"Why don't you just stay here and control him during this time?"
My sister shook her head and looked at Doctor Wen with a look of determination on her face.
"The people behind those demonic cultivators are still looking for him everywhere. I can't disappear with them."
"Otherwise, if they find this place, it will only cause you trouble."
Doctor Wen looked at her. Strictly speaking, she was still a child, only about eighteen or nineteen years old.
She is a very qualified sister, but she is average at taking care of herself.
Doctor Wen thought of his daughter. He sighed and took out many pills to treat internal and external injuries, or for warming and nourishing purposes, including some poisons. There were many kinds of them.
"Take these with you when you leave."
My sister didn't refuse, her eyes were as bright as stars.
"Thanks. I'll bring you some fresh elixir later."
Doctor Wen waved his hand nonchalantly and walked out, looking extremely indifferent.
"You are here today, so you stay with him. I am leaving."
The spirit lamp in the room stayed lit for half the night.
The elder sister stayed beside Yan Ping, her eyes thoughtful.
It was not until the second half of the night that my sister made up her mind, found a jade slip, and began to carve something into it.
She didn't stop until the next morning.
Doctor Wen came over from outside with a bowl of medicine and handed it to her.
"Drink this medicine before you leave. It's better at warming and nourishing than pills."
The sister looked at the bowl of red medicine in his hand, was silent for a moment, then took it and drank it in one gulp.
After finishing the bowl of medicine, her face looked a little paler.
She cleaned the bowl with her spiritual power and handed the jade slip that she had written all night to Doctor Wen.
"I will come a month later next time. During this time, I'll have to trouble Doctor Wen to teach him according to the contents of this jade slip."
Doctor Wen was stunned. He took the jade slip and glanced at it. There was a hint of weirdness in his usually gentle expression.
"Do we really have to do it this way?"
My sister smiled bitterly and said, "We have to give it a try. If it doesn't work, we can try another way next time."
Doctor Wen nodded.
When Yan Ping regained consciousness and opened his eyes, he vaguely saw some fuzzy blocks of color, and he felt a spicy taste in his mouth.
He propped himself up, fumbled to open the window, and shouted outside with an obedient look on his face.
"sister."
Doctor Wen's voice came from outside.
"She left three days ago."
Yan Ping was stunned, a trace of disappointment appeared on his face.
Three days ago...
...Just left...
He suddenly came back to his senses, a little surprised, "I slept for three days?"
Doctor Wen nodded, then came in from outside and spoke slowly.
"I told you before, don't force the sword intention, it will hurt your body."
Yan Ping could see a shadow standing in front of the bed. The politeness he had pretended to have before was completely gone, and his expression was cold and indifferent.
"none of your business."
Doctor Wen glanced at him and answered seriously, "It has nothing to do with me. It's not like I'm so weak that I can only see her once."
Yan Ping: “…”
His expression became gloomy, "Do you want to die?"
Doctor Wen looked at the murderous intent emanating from him and placed his hand on his shoulder.
Yan Ping was impatient and raised his hand to open it.
"Your sister left something for me to pass on to you."
Yan Ping stopped moving immediately.
"what?"
Doctor Wen took out the jade slip and placed it in his hand, his voice sounding a little strange.
"See for yourself."
Yan Ping stroked the jade slip in his hand and slowly probed his spiritual sense into it.
[A Ping, I am useless. I can’t do anything about the evil thoughts in your sea of consciousness for now, but I don’t want you to become a murderous person.]
[So I've set a few rules for you. Be patient if you can. Doctor Wen will be the supervisor. I hope you'll obey me and don't let me beat you with my sword next time I come.]
[A Ping, if you can do this, I will bring you some fun things]
Yan Ping: “…”
He has been dependent on his sister since he was young. Although his sister is only three years older than him, she has a very strict grasp of the parental style.
She raised him with great care and taught him moral cultivation, and she also cleaned up the mess when he got into trouble.
She is very familiar with the use of both kindness and force, and the art of giving a sweet reward after a beating, and it is very useful to him.
At least at this moment he felt a burning pain in his calves as if they were being hit by a bamboo stick.
Yan Ping touched his face and felt a little hot.
After all, he was a man in his twenties in his previous life, but it seemed a bit embarrassing to be afraid of a nineteen-year-old sister now.
However, this thought only flashed through his mind for a moment before he put it aside.
He is only sixteen this year, so it is normal for him to be afraid of his sister.
If his sister hadn't risked her life to rescue him from the evil cultivator, he would have definitely been refined into a sword.
So big as the world is, my sister is the biggest!
Yan Ping gathered his thoughts, and the murderous intent he had previously felt disappeared without a trace.
He continued to look down.
[First, control yourself and do not show any murderous intent towards Doctor Wen]
Yan Ping curled his lips.
[Second, after you are able to get out of bed, clean the room for Doctor Wen]
Yan Ping's breathing stagnated, and a murderous intent suddenly lingered in his mind, but when he thought of the first point, it quickly dissipated.
【Third, say hello to Dr. Wen every day when you wake up】
Yan Ping had a blank expression on his face. He just wanted to greet Doctor Wen right away.
He gave his sister some kind of magic potion, and all three of them are related to him.
[Fourth, do not speak ill of Dr. Wen]
Yan Ping took a deep breath and continued reading.
There are more than a dozen rules in total.
After reading it completely, Yan Ping closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.
Is this his code?
No, no, no, that is the Wen family rules, all of which are beneficial to Doctor Wen.
Doctor Wen patted his shoulder and spoke slowly.
"Forget about the murderous intent you just released towards me. If it happens again, I will tell your sister."
Yan Ping's eyes flew open, and murderous intent just emerged, but he forced himself to suppress it.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Just wait!"