CHAPTER 141: CHAPTER 94: THE INHERITED LAW CODE (PART 2)

These thoughts, Yijie originally did not plan to share with Ling. His pragmatic approach had always been to act more and talk less, but today he seemed possessed by some demon, spilling all his ideas.

"I can’t allow that amateur to mock me for being stupid," Yijie found a reasonable excuse for his explanation and felt somewhat more comfortable in his mind.

(Many others are far better than you, if it wasn’t for his desire to learn the Group Healing Technique through you, you would have been kicked away long ago. You should talk back less and cooperate more,) Little Eight once again played the classic role of Hindsight.

Group Healing Technique, Little Eight did indeed remind Ling; at this moment in "Military Road," she was already "with dependents," having left the civilian residence in the north of the city last time without giving Ziyu any money. Counting the days, it had been several, and she didn’t know how Ziyu was doing.

"Before we take on a mission, shall we first make a trip to the north of the city to see how Ziyu’s injuries are?" Ling’s worry was unnecessary; when they reached the northern civilian residence, Ziyu was still there, doing fine.

When the two of them arrived, Ziyu was looking after the landlord’s child.

"You’ve really been a great help, thanks to this female Bodhisattva, our child made it through," the landlord recognized Yijie and saw him bring a companion without asking too much, busying himself with serving tea.

According to the landlord, Ziyu rarely went out after moving in, only walking around the courtyard each day and helping with some household chores. Seeing her alone in the city, the landlord felt pity and occasionally gave her some food.

Three nights ago, the landlord’s only son suddenly fell critically ill. In the middle of the night, no one from the medical clinic or the temple would see him, nearly driving the landlord crazy with worry.

After hearing the news, Ziyu took a walk around the north side of the city, picked some medicinal herbs, and gave them to the sick child. By morning, the child had sweated through the night and was lively and bouncing around the next day.

It seemed that Ziyu’s expertise was not limited to group healing. As the landlord spoke, Ziyu did not interject, her beautiful eyes simply gazing at the sky. To her, others’ praises were like a breeze passing by, barely brushing her veil.

"Ziyu, you can wear your veil and walk around, you don’t have to stay cooped up here every day," Ling took out five hundred Military Road Coins from her military bag.

Being generous now, Yijie sarcastically thought to himself, wondering who had been so concerned about splitting the rent before.

Ling’s thought was simple; since she had saved the person, let Yijie be the big sucker to take on the rent, so it made sense for her to provide some pocket money for daily expenses.

Ziyu did not decline and took the money. In the past, she had no concept of money, as long as she had enough for food and clothing. But now, things were different, and she needed to quickly amass a sum of money. The money Ling gave her was not a large amount and was insufficient for her to carry out her plan.

"I have something to tell you," Ziyu spoke up; since being saved by Ling and Yijie, she had spoken very little.

She said, "I have something to tell you." Yijie understood her meaning and very consciously left, with the landlord also going out with his child.

In the courtyard of the civilian residence, only Ziyu and Ling remained.

Ziyu, through her veil, looked at Ling.

This person was considered her lifesaver. As a temple Goddess, Ziyu had interacted with many people, but those like Ling, who after saving someone did not inquire further about their origins, were few.

Ziyu did not know she was now just a virtual character, nor did she know that Ling was not from the same era as herself. Her lifesaver, with short hair cut evenly around her ears, wore strange clothing that Ancient Babylonian women would never wear. Her facial features were delicate, but her eyes were especially bright and clear, seemingly allowing one to see directly into her heart.

Calm eyes, often signify a steadfast heart. Hesitating, Ziyu finally knelt down.

A temple Goddess only kneels to two kinds of people in her life: one is the biological parents who gave her life. Before being sent to the temple, the Goddess must kneel three times to break the bond with her worldly parents. The second kind is the God of the temple that nurtures her.

Ziyu had severed ties with her biological parents and was expelled from the temple; now, she was kneeling to a third kind of person—to whom she owed her life.

Seeing her gesture, Ling hurriedly tried to stop her, but saw that Ziyu refused to stand up no matter what. Last time, Ziyu performed a simple prostration, but this time, she was completely and deeply bowing, holding onto Ling’s boots, about to lay a kiss on them.