The Eldest Martial Sister Gave Up Treatment

Book 11: Chapter 4 (1)

Book 11: Chapter 4 (1)

This night by the pool, An Lan grabbed Bai Lian's foot and squeezed it for a whole night.

Fortunately, Bai Lian's body is sensitive, but if she deliberately perseveres, it is still very easy to be calm for her.

This is where Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian really shines!

"This is talent."

Bai Lian shook her head silently.

When the eastern sky was tinged with a white light, An Lan loosened Bai Lian's feet.

People can't.

At least she cannot keep holding on to Bai Lian's foot.

After all, she is the Immortal Heavenly Lord, not some kind of weirdo who enjoys massaging her disciples' feet.

The fragrance gradually faded away.

Everything was back to normal.

After finishing all of this, An Lan raised her head and started teaching Bai Lian seriously.

"I just showed you what is called the Feet Watching Method!"

Bai Lian was confused.

Feet Watching Method?

An Lan seriously nodded, "That's right, that's how it is!"

This is a term she saw in a medical book a few days ago.

She stood up, taller than Bai Lian who was sitting on the stone steps.

She looked down at Bai Lian sternly, "The so-called 'Feet Watching Method' is a way of treating a patient through foot massage!"

Bai Lian understood.

The master said is just a foot massage.

But why are you touching my legs? Is there anything good to rub there?

After discovering that a task suddenly popped out with a reward of 11 points for Hard Skill, Bai Lian immediately closed her mouth.

She dared not say a word!

She placed her hands gently on her knees, nodding softly while watching An Lan tell bullshit.

I see.

I understand.

My master truly lives up to her fame as the illustrious Immortal Heavenly Lord!

An Lan smiled and used scriptures to explain the benefits of Feet Watching Method.

"Read more books!"

"…"

"The effect may not be very noticeable at first, but if it is kept for more than a hundred days, the benefits will become immeasurable… If you believe in it and practice it, there will be great benefits!"

Bai Lian was astonished, "Do I still need to have master massage me ninety-nine times?"

What nonsense!

An Lan glared fiercely at Lian.

She angrily accused, "I am only doing this out of gratitude for you running all over the place looking for medicine when I was injured last time. Otherwise, I would have to lock you up in a dungeon to reflect on your actions…"

"…"

This.

If Bai Lian is not mistaken, the dungeon of the Qiongming Peak has already been transformed into the Master's cave.

Finally, she decided to continue to act like a fool and pretend to be naive as usual.

"Ninety-nine times? Hmph, do you think I have nothing better to do?"

Of course not, Master.

Just as Bai Lian was about to explain, An Lan had already said much more than her.

Her tone was both fierce and stern, leaving no room for doubt.

"Nine times, I will give you treatment with the Feet Watching Method at most nine times. If your injury has not healed after that, even if you ask the sect leader to plead for you, I won't bother with you anymore!"

(Translated by Gravity Tales ?)

"…"

Bai Lian was shocked.

She felt something was wrong.

But…

"I guess I'll still be a good disciple to my master after all."

An Lan clasped her hands to her chest.

The reflection of Bai Lian was in her blue eyes, and no one could read her expression at that moment.

The evening breeze caused the sheer chiffon draped around her body to flutter.

It made her look like a fairy.

Under the moonlight, the rope tied in front of her pale blue collar perfectly highlights her temperament - small.

[ Master, when will you grow up?]

Bai Lian's gaze softened, and if one looked closely, one could detect a look of doting.

An Lan obviously doesn't know how to read this kind of gaze.

She waved.

"Can you stand up?"

Bai Lian nodded.

Her foot has been in her master's hand for a long time, and it is uncomfortable to maintain the same posture for a long period of time.

But when the Master massaged her, she injected a lot of vital energy into her body.

She not only didn't feel any pain, but rather felt as comfortable as being in a hot spring.

An Lan turned around and said, "Since that is so, you can get up yourself. We should go to meet your Martial Sisters and return to the Qiongming Peak."

"Hmm."

Press against the blue-grey stone, Bai Lian stood up.

An Lan was walking ahead slowly.

She only increased her stride slightly and managed to catch up.

"Master."

Bai Lian softly called out.

She walked side by side with An Lan, the distance between them no more than a finger's length.

Don't touch me!

An Lan was so scared that she quickly moved away to the side.

After moving, she regretted it again.

Will this appear too cold?

Before this, she had already scolded Bai Lian several times, Bai Lian wouldn't mistakenly think that she hates her, right?

It's annoying.

She can't actively come up to Bai Lian, for if she did, she wouldn't be able to maintain her master's dignity.

Just as An Lan was at a loss, Bai Lian suddenly came up to her.

Ah!

An Lan instinctively dodged.

Then…

Damn it!

(????)

An Lan's face looked as sour as if she had eaten a bitter plum.

If she were alone, she would have to pinch her cheeks forcefully.

At that moment, a drop of water suddenly fell from the sky.

Clap.

The droplet of water accurately hit her nose.

"…"

Before wiping away the droplet of water, An Lan first looked up towards the sky.

But what she saw wasn't a sky suddenly becoming gloomy, nor was it the dense raindrops falling.

It was a newly opened oil-paper umbrella.

She saw the bamboo-woven umbrella rib, she saw the umbrella surface painted with snowflakes, and she also saw that familiar hand which could not be more familiar.

"It's raining."

A gentle voice drifted over, with not a hint of anger.

Is that true?

An Lan didn't say a word.

The pattering rain was echoing over her head, and the scattered droplets had drenched her socks and shoes.

She said, "Such a light rain, I just need to cast a spell and it will dispel!"

The same is true.

However.

Bai Lian shook her head gently, "Some people like this rain, if it was driven away, they would probably be sad."

An Lan slowly turned her head.

Those agile eyes become even more agile.

She was silent for a long time, and it took her half a day before she finally managed to squeeze out a word.

"Bai Lian the Saint?"

Bai Lian didn't know if it was a joke or not.

Because Bai Lian had never seen this side of her master, it was hard for her to imagine that her master could be so grumpy.

An Lan asked, "Do you know how many people there are in this world?"

Bai Lian shook her head.

An Lan continued, "You don't know, I don't know, even the Heavenly Lord of the Immortal World doesn't know, so do you want to save everyone, take care of everyone's thoughts?"

Bai Lian stopped.

The rain was loud.

The master seemed to be recalling something.

But in the end, An Lan still couldn't remember anything.

That's not amnesia, but some memories have been directly deleted. How can something that doesn't exist be remembered again?

This feeling of being unable to control herself made An Lan feel gloomy.

Luckily, Bai Lian's answer still met her expectations.

"I can't save everyone."

"I wish you knew."

An Lan's tight heart relaxed slightly.

Her face showed a happy smile.

At that moment, she realized that she only had to push forward a bit and she would be able to poke her nose at Bai Lian.

This seems closer than just now.

There is nothing else that can fit between her and Bai Lian anymore.

Be it so.

An Lan looked ahead.

She didn't escape from under the umbrella anymore.

She pointed ahead of her, like a commanding officer.

She said loudly, as if to cover up her uneasiness, "Your Martial Sisters don't have umbrellas, let's hurry and go."

Hmm.

Let's walk together in this long alley of rain, and then bring home a night of laughter.

The shoes lightly stepped on the bluestone slab, when they were lifted up again, they sent out a splash of water and left behind ripples.

The story belonging to Bai Lian is called Fireworks.

[We watched the fireworks show side by side, it was very beautiful.]

[The night sky was particularly bright,]

[As the light flashed by,]

[You will find that,]

[I'm looking at you,]

[And you are looking at me.]

The story belonging to An Lan is called "Liking".

[I don't like close contact with the same sex, but if it is her… it's ok.]