In the early morning of the next day, ghost thorns were also introduced into the palace. He had already heard about Yun Yifeng's self-mutilation on the way, and he was so shocked that he almost couldn't catch his breath. He ran to Ganwu Hall to see that Yun Yifeng was really sitting on the bed, and the imperial physician covered his shoulders layer by layer. Gauze, then became even more angry and heartburning: "How dare you?"
The imperial physician was busy when he heard such a sharp and thin voice in his ear, like a fine whistle, he was quite surprised: "Who are you?"
Ghost Thorn roughly dragged him aside, pulled off the half-wrapped bandage with two hands, and after a rough inspection of the injury, he stretched his hand to the side, and Spider Dang handed him a white porcelain bottle. The imperial doctor saw that he was going to pour on the wound without saying a word, and he was still muttering, as if he was not clear-headed, so he hurried up to stop him, but was stopped by Yun Yifeng.
"It doesn't matter, he is the ghost stab."
Hearing this name, the imperial physician was even more surprised, thinking to himself that the number one genius doctor in the world doesn't even look like a half-doctor? It's even harder to start, but... the effect of the medicine seems to be good. Thinking in his heart, he moved closer to observe carefully, and saw that the burn on Yun Yifeng's back had dried slightly after a while, so he gave a thumbs up and praised: "It's really amazing!"
Ghost Thorn ignored him at all, and only focused on reprimanding Yun Yifeng. The imperial doctor made a fuss, packed up the medicine box by himself, and went back to the imperial hospital to continue studying pharmacology.
"Are you crazy?" Ghost Thorn circled around him, "You only have half your life left, and you still want to go to Yongle State?"
"If I die on the way, it will be your fate." Yun Yifeng put on his clothes, "Don't try to cure the Gu King's poison in this life."
Ghost Thorn raised his hand: "You!"
"Leave in the afternoon." Yun Yifeng looked back at him, and said coldly, "If you dare to stop me, just wait for the body to be collected. I hate you to the bone, and it's worth it to die to make your life worse than death."
Guici's lips turned white, his skinny hands were like eagle claws, he froze in mid-air, and he didn't speak for a long time.
The spider timidly probed: "Then we..."
"What are you still doing?" Ghost Thorn raised his backhand, almost knocking her to the ground, "Go back, go back and pack the medicine box, if he dies, you will all die!"
Zhu'er panickedly agreed, and ran out to make preparations. On the road, I bumped into someone from Fengyumen. Qingyue saw that she was anxious and happy, and couldn't figure out what was going on for a while, so she quickened her pace, fearing that Master would be bullied by these lunatics again. Fortunately, Nothing happened.
Yun Yifeng ordered: "This journey is too hard, let Xing'er stay in the palace to accompany the concubine, you just go west with me."
"Xing'er has such a temper, I'm afraid he won't." Qingyue adjusted his belt for him. She didn't want to say much at first, but she couldn't hold back, "During this time, there have been ups and downs in Wangcheng, even Old Wu said... Could it be that the master really admires the prince?"
Yun Yifeng sat at the table drinking tea, and asked patiently: "Whose apprentice are you?"
"Of course it belongs to Master." Qingyue thought for a moment, then adjusted the order of words obediently, "Could it be that the prince really admires Master?"
Yun Yifeng raised his eyebrows triumphantly: "Yes."
Although it took a long time to make mental preparations, Qingyue still sighed, not because he thought there was anything wrong with it, but he liked the quiet and peaceful Chunlin City very much, thinking that Fengyumen would move to Wangcheng in the future, Just make a fuss.
Yun Yifeng was funny, and threw an almond over: "You think in the long run."
"Master is too risky to help the lord." Qingyue packed his luggage for him, and the more she thought about it, the more worried she became, "However, if you eat and sleep in the open all the way, will your body be able to bear it?"
"That's why I have to wear ghost thorns." Yun Yifeng supported his forehead with one hand, "Don't worry, it's fine."
Hearing his tone so relaxed and determined, Qingyue has no choice. The masters of other people are either kind or strict, but her own master is beautiful and stubborn. It really is not a fuel-efficient lamp. I still have to travel the world vigorously for love. If the gentleman in the teahouse finds out, I am afraid that I will roll up my sleeves and talk about it for three days and three nights, or thirty days, thirty nights.
Li Jing dispatched a small team of imperial guards to personally protect Yun Yifeng, and Ling Xing'er was really worried about Yun Yifeng and Qingyue, and insisted on following along. Everyone left Wangcheng at the end of the day and galloped all the way to Guangming Mountain in Yongle Prefecture.
At the beginning, Ghost Stinger would scold him a few words, saying that such a non-stop journey is not life-saving, but later saw that it had no effect, so he stopped talking angrily, and just stared at him every day and poured a few A big bowl of medicine, lest you really die on the way.
The night is cold, and the raging bonfire in the woodland makes crackling sounds, and the dancing firelight reflects the mottled shadows of the trees. Gust after gust of wind passed through the treetops, Zhu'er took out a soft blanket, just about to cover Yun Yifeng's body, but saw that Ling Xing'er had already shaken off the cloak first, and ran forward to wrap him tightly, Then the two chatted in a low voice, as if they were very close. Later, Ling Xing'er didn't know what to say, which made Yun Yifeng laugh aloud, a pair of beautiful eyes were slightly bent, and the inside was full of light , the whole person becomes lively and gentle.
Zhu'er stood unwillingly, her whole body was hidden in the darkness, jealousy and resentment gradually seeped out of her eyes.
Without saying a word, Qingyue stood up with her sword in her hand, half crouched in front of Ling Xing'er, and sent her back to the tent to rest first. After the little girl left, Yun Yifeng asked: "Why, you don't seem very happy?"
"The woman next to Guici," Qingyue moved forward, continuing to block her eyes from the forest, "It seems that she cares about Master very much along the way."
"Spider?" Yun Yifeng said, "She claims to be my personal maid. She looks taciturn and lowers her eyebrows on weekdays, as if she has a good temper, but once other maids approach me, she is like a madman. You have to cut the other party into pieces before you are willing, because there is a ghost backing her, so no one dares to provoke her."
Qingyue frowned when she heard this, and said: "From now on, I will stay with Master at every step."
Yun Yifeng joked: "Why, are you afraid that I will be snatched away by her?"
"He is so crazy, I don't know what he will do after being stimulated." Qingyue cushioned him with a soft pillow, "We are going to Guangming Mountain in three days, has Master thought about what to say
"Yes." Yun Yifeng nodded, "How about the matter I asked you to inquire about?"
"It's just as master expected." Qingyue said, "The reason why there are so many masters in this martial arts conference is because they want to find the rumored tomb of King Chang'an."
In the rivers and lakes, there are always stories about treasures, but unlike the secret map of Zichuan, many people have seen the tomb of King Chang'an. Since the tombs were discovered by tomb robbers decades ago, the treasures inside have been transported out of more than a dozen trucks, and the black market is everywhere, and this time what everyone in the martial arts is looking for is the most valuable box. , It is said that it has been buried deep in the ground, and there is a peerless magic power inside. As for which underground it is, it is hard to say.
The 17 or 18 invitations sent to the Fengyumen first were probably also for the purpose of asking Yun Yifeng to help.
"It's no wonder even the Jiang family has come here. The Chang'an King happened to be surnamed Jiang hundreds of years ago. According to Jiangnan Dou's greed and narrow-mindedness, he may have regarded this tomb as a family heirloom." Qingyue continued, "I don't know if he and the martial arts leader will fight again on the spot if they get nothing this time."
"For us, the more chaotic the better." Yun Yifeng smiled, "Go and rest, you will continue on your way tomorrow."
Qingyue glanced behind her again, saw that the spider had already left, just now she wrapped up the cloak for Yun Yifeng, and returned to the fire by herself.
The night was dark.
The underground palace is also dark.
Jiang Ling leaned back, and a skeleton jumped straight down, hugging him affectionately with wide arms, but because of the erosion of the years, the joints were so fragile that they fell apart as soon as they were touched.
He looked up in despair, "Ah!"
This "ah" doesn't matter, and I don't know what kind of strange mechanism has been touched, suddenly dozens of cold arrows are shot from all around. Ji Yanran drew his sword out of its sheath, and swept it to the ground with a few clangs for him.
"You better sit there and don't move!"
Jiang Lingfei held two lighting deep sea beads in his hands, and wanted to cry a lot.
This time he finally remembered the tattered old Taoist priest, and said with regret: "If I see you again next time, I will definitely build a shrine and worship him respectfully."
After all, I have been reminded a long time ago that no matter what you want to do on this trip, you need to give up in time so as not to suffer.
If you don't listen to the words of the half fairy, you will suffer in front of your eyes.
in sight.
Ji Yanran kicked away the bones under her feet, and sat beside him exhaustedly.
The two fell into this underground palace yesterday. After climbing up to the top of Changying Peak in the rain, Jiang Lingfei looked at the white clouds under his feet and listened to the long wind rustling in his ears. He was intoxicated. He felt that he was quite like a ethereal fairy with wide sleeves and wind. He turned around and wanted to ask Ji Yanran a few words. Just watched helplessly as a big hole was dug out on the ground, and His Royal Highness Xiao Wang was swept into it.
"Be careful!" He exclaimed, and stepped forward to rescue him, but the rain was so slippery that he staggered and fell into it.
Brotherly emotions move the heavens and the earth, and the earth moves the heavens.
If Ji Yanran can get a biography in the future, this scene will definitely be worthy of being written over and over for more than ten pages.
Fortunately, both of them were carrying baggage, and there was some dry food in the baggage. As long as they could find a clean water source, it would not be a problem to last for ten days and a half months.
Jiang Lingfei bumped him with his arm: "This underground palace is huge, it must have been built by General Lu to prepare for treason, right?"
"I don't know." Ji Yanran said, "But even if you really want to seek rebellion, you should build a palace. How can you build this dilapidated mechanism city?"
"That's right." Jiang Lingfei leaned on him, "Forget it, let's take a rest first, and then go find the water source."
After a while, he asked again: "What if I can't find water?"
Ji Yanran hugged his shoulders: "Then I'll cut my wrists and let the blood out, so I won't die of thirst anyway."
Jiang Lingfei was flattered, and hurriedly said: "Then I will definitely take good care of Yunmen Master for you."
Ji Yanran: "..."
Ji Yanran stood up: "Forget it, I regret it, Yun'er is still waiting for me outside, you are alone and not worth saving."
With a mournful face, Jiang Lingfei followed behind him: "I also have many confidante... ah!"
With a "plop", the water splashed everywhere, and Jiangmen's third young master soaked in the waist-deep cold pool, his eyes dim.
Congratulations, there is water.