Wow—
There was an exclamation at the scene.
"You...!" Huo Tingzun suddenly stood up, the veins on his forehead were twitching, his eyes were red and he was about to kill.
Wan Teng Duming also looked shocked, looking at Nero who fell dead on the ground in disbelief.
Unexpectedly, the lord of the Poison Sect, who had been cautious all his life, would die in the end on a boat for buying sex.
Hahaha…
Amidst a burst of laughter, Yu Shengtan stood up, bowed his hands slightly towards Huo Tingzun, and said jokingly: "Thank you, little prince, for your love. On behalf of Mr. Hua Tuo, a scholar of the Imperial Hospital, I would like to thank you!"
snort!
Huo Tingzun didn't even look at Yu Shengtan, he gave Hua Tuo a fierce look, and walked away with a murderous look.
Wan Teng Duming also glanced at Hua Tuo, and hurriedly followed Huo Tingzun.
Ye Qingxuan looked up at the night sky, feeling the indignation of mourning Jidu and his wife welling up in his heart, then sighed quietly, and said no more.
Yu Shengtan brought Nangong Changsheng to his side, and said with a smile, "Congratulations, Mr. Hua, for being honored to be a Bachelor of the Great Wu Tai Hospital. People admire. Come, let's drink three more rounds and celebrate."
Ye Qingxuan said lightly: "Master Yu's kindness is appreciated by Mr. Hua! It's just that I'm not good at socializing, and today I want to fulfill my friend's dying wish. Please forgive me."
After saying that, he cupped his hands and left.
"This..." Yu Shengtan held the wine glass with a look of surprise, and couldn't help but look at Nangong Changsheng next to him.
Nangong Changsheng smiled, and said in a low voice: "Master Yu, my elder brother has such a noble appearance, but please rest assured, he will not refuse the position of Grand Scholar of the Taiyuan Hospital."
After finishing speaking, he also cupped his hands, turned around and chased after Ye Qingxuan.
The competition here came to an end, and the surrounding crowd left with expressions of amazement and discussions.
After everyone left, Sister Feng waved her hand, and the dancers and musicians put on an elite look and separated around. She personally searched Nero's body carefully and cautiously, and finally came to Yu Shengtan who was drinking alone. Beside, said in a low voice: "Special envoy, I haven't found the antidote to the 'Ice Silkworm Gu Poison'. The one in the harem and the little prince... I'm afraid we can only rely on that divine doctor Hua."
Yu Shengtan sighed faintly, and said: "It's a pity my sister... But we must save the little prince. Then we have the last card. Alas, if he is not young, why would he need Huo Yi, the Prince of Xiaoyi, I would rather Don't worry about things like Huo Tingzun."
Ten strange poisons in martial arts: golden thorn wave, ten thousand poisonous wax, zinnia, red blood lotus, peacock plume blue, magic fragrance konjac, nectar of rotten yuan, cherry rain god water, colorful cloud radish, ice silkworm poison …
Yu Shengtan let out a long sigh, the top ten strange poisons have now appeared in the Jianghu, this is really a chaos that has never been seen in a thousand years!
…
Outside Jiangning Mansion, on the upper reaches of the Qinhuai River.
The wilderness of the mountains.
A man and a child were walking in the dark night.
An indescribable darkness surrounded them, and there was no path under their feet, but the man walked extremely fast, and the little boy behind him followed extremely closely.
Da da da…
The dense rain of knocking sounds came from the wooden stick in the boy's hand, and with three or four strokes, he could accurately determine his next step, which was fast and unbelievable.
The little boy's eyes were empty.
He is blind.
But there was always a smile on his face.
"Can you keep up?" the man asked in a cold tone.
"Follow up." The little boy grinned.
"Then hurry up." The man turned around and jumped up.
The little boy gritted his teeth and flew to follow.
It was another ten-mile night road, the man never stopped, and the little boy tried his best to follow. Many places on his clothes and forehead were bleeding, especially on his feet, he stepped on some sharp object and pierced the soles of his feet The soles of the shoes were soaked in blood, and every step left a bloody footprint.
But he still gritted his teeth and insisted, and never once said 'slow down', 'I'm tired', 'feet hurts'.
The light on the Qinhuai River in Jiangning Prefecture in the distance finally appeared in front of the man. Through the mist on the river, the light was so beautiful and bright.
"Okay." The man said, "Let's rest."
"I'm not tired yet." The boy said stubbornly.
"Okay." The man's words were beyond doubt.
A bonfire was quickly lit on the top of the mountain. There had just been a rain in the mountain, making everything damp, but for a man who had been wandering for several years, there was nothing that could not be lit with fire of.
The boy was wrapped in a blanket, lying on the ground, facing the campfire.
He can't see it, but he can feel it.
Since he lost his eyesight, in his world, flames only have temperature, but no color.
"Uncle, I have a question to ask you." The little boy said.
"Okay, let's ask."
"Are we still heading south?"
"Already in the south of the Yangtze River. Although it's wet and cold, the day is very warm, isn't it?"
"Yes. We don't have to worry about freezing to death in winter, do we?"
"Yes." The man replied.
There was a brief silence between the two men. After a while, the little boy yawned and asked again:
"Why don't you accept me as an apprentice, but teach me martial arts?"
"What I teach you is not martial arts, but the ability to survive..."
"I will worship you as my teacher, so that I will have relatives."
"Not yet... Someone who is more suitable for you will take you as a disciple. I am not suitable..."
"Okay." The little boy said helplessly.
This is already how many times he asked the same question, but without exception, he was rejected again and again.
"It's nice to have a fire," sighed the little boy.
"It's warm, isn't it?"
"It's very bright. It's bright in my heart."
"Yes, very bright." Looking at the boy's empty eyes, the man looked dazed for a while, "Sleep."
"Let it light up all night, okay?"
"What?"
"bonfire."
"OK."
Later, in the warm firelight: Can I ask you one last question
"Just ask."
"What will you do if I die?"
"Then I will die too."
"So we can be together again?"
"Yes. We'll be together forever."
"Okay. I'll introduce you to my mother. The dumplings made by my mother are delicious..."
After a while, the little boy fell asleep, and there might be his mother's vegetable dumplings in the dream.
good smell.
Yes, very fragrant.
Zong Xuan's tears flowed silently, he had eaten.
good smell.
The smashed medicinal herbs were gently smeared on the soles of the little boy's feet and forehead. The little boy murmured in his dream, but finally he seemed to have no more pain and was able to laugh out loud.
Zong Xuan threw the firewood one by one into the bonfire. The little boy said, let it light up all night.
Every piece of firewood is dried by his internal force, so there will be no moisture, no smoke, only very bright and warm.
The night grew darker.
The painting boat on the Qinhuai River at the far end stayed up all night.
"Miracle Doctor" Hua Tuo...
I don't know if you are worthy of your title, but I will replace my son's eyes.
In the eyes of the little boy, the world is dark, but in Zong Xuan's eyes, the little boy is the only light.