Su Changfeng suddenly discovered that Qingxuan, who was treating him today, had a gentle demeanor and a calm demeanor. He was even more gentle and gentle towards others, and he no longer had any fear or defensiveness towards him.
In short, he felt that Qingxuan was very different today from the past. Even the intensity of the acupuncture used on him seemed to be a little lighter, and his mood was inexplicably much better.
In the past few days, the scabs on Xiaochun's face have slowly begun to fall off. The little girl is itching terribly and often jumps up and down in the pavilion. Seeing her like this, Qingxuan and everyone in Tingtao Pavilion feel sympathetic and funny. .
"Sister, I'm really itchy. What I've been most afraid of since I was a child is itching. Please show me quickly. I'm going to be itchy to death. I want to scratch. I want to scratch. Please stop tying my hands." With a bitter look on her face, Chun stretched out her hands, which were wrapped in several layers of cloth by Qingxuan, and begged pitifully.
"No, don't worry. I'll apply some anti-itching ointment to you first. Don't scratch the skin at this time, otherwise it will leave scars, which even gods can't cure. Do you know? Your wounds heal better than I thought. It’s even better. As long as you don’t scratch it, I guarantee that not only will there be no scars on your face, but your skin will be better in the future.”
Qingxuan patiently comforted him while he quickly cleaned his hands, then gently pushed the milky white ointment in his hand and applied it little by little on Xiaochun's wound.
"Really? That's great, sister, then I won't become an ugly monster." Xiaochun cried with joy, opened his arms, raised two giant hands that were wrapped three layers inside and three layers outside, and hugged Qingxuan Crying.
"No, no, not only will we not turn into an ugly monster, but our Xiaochun will be more beautiful and more lovable than before." Qingxuan teased her with a smile, and Chunmei and Xia Zhu who were waiting beside him couldn't help but smile. waist.
The morning sun was just right. Qingxuan and Xiaochun were sitting opposite each other. Chunmei and Xia Zhu stood on both sides and slightly bowed to carefully observe the wounds on Xiaochun's face. Their faces gradually showed a look of joy.
Qingxuan was helping Xiaochun apply the ointment little by little. Sunlight passed through the gaps in the flower trees nearby and shone on Qingxuan's face. Qingxuan narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled at the corner of his mouth, making his whole body feel like a spring breeze.
Su Changfeng, who had been lying in bed for several days, woke up today and suddenly felt refreshed. He tried to raise his Qi to fly in the wind. He was pleasantly surprised when he tried it. He realized that not only did he have sufficient internal energy today, but he also had a lot of energy when raising his Qi. There is no feeling of obstruction or shortness of breath. It seems that his health is indeed much better.
I still remember that he was unable to practice other advanced Kung Fu due to physical reasons, so his adoptive father deliberately taught him only Qing Kung Fu - Appearance Transformation.
I originally thought that if he couldn't beat him in the future, he could at least escape with Qinggong, but he didn't expect that because of his diligent practice day and night and his excellent talent, after a while, he was better than his old master, and he has never slackened in his practice over the years. Therefore, his transformation skills have already reached their peak.
The more he raised his energy and walked against the wind, the happier he felt in his heart. He kept moving back and forth between the various pavilions in the door and on the roof of the hall. Suddenly he heard a burst of delicate laughter from a woman in a certain pavilion. This was rarely heard in the Acacia Gate. Such unbridled laughter made him want to look back.
The sun was so bright that day. Qingxuan was sitting under a row of flower trees, helping Xiaochun across from him carefully apply the medicine bit by bit. The attendant standing beside him said something unknown, and Qingxuan couldn't help laughing.
That smile was bright, clean, and contained no trace of impurities. It was like a beam of light that instantly shone into the softest part of Su Changfeng's heart. He couldn't help but feel a wave of emotion in his heart, and there was an inexplicable emotion slowly flowing deep in his heart. Come.
Su Changfeng was in a good mood today. When Yun Shuang came to report, he actually saw a long-lost smile on his face. Yun Shuang was secretly shocked. After thinking about his recent actions, he confirmed that his smile was related to It has nothing to do with myself.
In the memory, there is killing and blood behind every smile of Su Changfeng.
"Master Bing, I have carefully investigated the last few places the old sect leader visited and some of the people he met before his death. After many interrogations by me in recent days, I learned an astonishing secret." Yun Yun Shuang's words stopped abruptly, as if there was something unspeakable.
"Keep talking, no matter what, it doesn't matter!" Su Changfeng said calmly.
Yun Shuang pondered for a moment, then said: "According to the verification by my subordinates, the old sect leader seemed to have had an affair a few days before his death. Several of the old sect leader's friends have recently heard the old sect leader mention a young woman many times, and the old sect leader The owner once ordered a white jade hairpin in Chengfengxiang's jewelry shop. This kind of white jade hairpin is usually used by men to give women hair when they get married. Therefore, Chengfengxiang's shopkeeper was deeply impressed by the old owner and should not Wrong person.”
"Oh, an affair? How is this possible?" In Su Changfeng's memory, his adoptive father had a very indifferent view of women, and his relationship with his adoptive mother was also very good. Is there any reason for him to have an affair suddenly at the age of knowing his destiny? In addition to the adoptive mother, what kind of woman can be favored by the adoptive father.
"My subordinates couldn't believe it when they first got the news, but the results of repeated investigations and interrogations were consistent. Those old friends who had made good friends with the old sect leader all revealed that the old sect leader mentioned a woman many times during his lifetime, and every time he mentioned it, he felt emotional. Great, and the old sect leader also asked someone to do the horoscope calculation. His subordinates have found out the horoscope master that the old sect leader is looking for. Judging from the birth date and horoscope he provided, he is only a nineteen-year-old girl. "
"But who it is, I don't have a clue yet, but everyone in Tianyan Pavilion is now tracing it, and I believe there will be news soon." Yun Shuang replied.
"Well, you should investigate this more closely and report it to me as soon as you have any news. Now you and I should go see the adoptive mother first!" Su Changfeng said thoughtfully.
Acacia Gate, Wanzhu Peak, Xiao Miaoqing, Mrs. Xiaoxiang, is looking at things and thinking about people. She is in a daze holding a black iron sword that Su Tan never left her body, muttering to herself: "Brother Tan, you just left like this. , How am I going to live alone in the future?" After saying this, tears burst down his face, which was very moving.
"There is no need for the adoptive mother to be so sad. The adoptive father has been gone for more than three months. Has the adoptive mother still not been able to get over her grief?" Su Changfeng suddenly appeared behind Xiao Miaoqing and said in an indifferent tone.
Xiao Miaoqing was startled. After turning around to see the person clearly, she squeezed out a wry smile: "It turns out to be Changfeng. Why did you come to Wanzhu Peak suddenly? How is your health lately? I remember you at this time every year It’s always the easiest to relapse.”
"I'm in good health. My mother-in-law took care of me, and she still remembers my long-term illness." Su Changfeng seemed to be sentimental when he heard this, and said in a gentle tone.
"It's not me that worries about you, it's your adoptive father. He is busy making medicines for you at this time every year. He often doesn't sleep. I often blame him for not caring about his own health. He once told me that every time Feng'er comes here, The old disease will relapse and the pain will be unbearable. If I make a good medicine earlier, he will be able to suffer one less day. It doesn't matter if I work harder. The more times I tell him, I will remember it clearly."
Xiao Miaoqing said slowly, seeming to have fallen into memories of the past.
"I didn't expect that my adoptive father had worked so hard for me, and now he was poisoned and I had no clue." Su Changfeng blamed himself.
"You don't have to be like this. Your adopted father will only have you as his adopted son in his whole life. If he doesn't work hard for you, who else can he do for you?" Xiao Miaoqing comforted him.
"I have been forced not to be with my adoptive father very often in the past three years. Even my adoptive father was poisoned and I only came back after that. After I came back, the Acacia family situation happened frequently. I couldn't even understand many details before my adoptive father died. I know, and I hope my adoptive mother can suspend her grief and tell me one by one."
Su Changfeng said it politely.
"You want to investigate the cause of your adoptive father's death?" Xiao Miaoqing still heard clearly.
"What the hell, foster mother, do you know anything?" Su Changfeng's eyes suddenly turned bright.
"Huh, what can I know? I don't know anything. Before your adoptive father passed away, he suddenly became mysterious and didn't say anything to me. But you also know what kind of person your adoptive father was. His whole life He loves to study all kinds of poisons, and poisoning and killing people is common. Who can poison him? Maybe it is God's will that he died from the poison!" Xiao Miaoqing said in an indifferent tone with an expressionless face.
"Is it God's will? Doesn't the adoptive mother think that the adoptive father was killed by someone?" Su Changfeng's tone became aggressive.
"Was he killed by someone? He died of a poison he made himself. Who can poison him? Besides, what's the use of tracing these now? Others are already dead, can they still come back? What's more, the entire Xiangsi Sect is not There are rumors that you poisoned your adoptive father for the sake of being the leader of the sect?"
Xiao Miaoqing suddenly looked uncertain, and deliberately lowered her voice and spoke to Su Changfeng.
"The Qing Dynasty must be clean. It is nonsense to say that I poisoned my adoptive father. When my adoptive father was poisoned, I was still in the palace of Prince Chen in the Dongyi Royal City. Everyone in the palace can testify. What's more, the adoptive mother should know that the adoptive father would never do anything. Maybe I poisoned him." Su Changfeng said directly without deliberately avoiding it.
"Whether I believe you or not, it doesn't matter. What's important is that the whole Xiangsi sect has changed their minds now. Everyone is spreading the word that you are in charge, and you will use any means to deceive teachers, destroy ancestors, and kill dissenters. You just said that there are many things in the sect. I'm afraid that's the reason, right?" Xiao Miaoqing said slowly.
"My adoptive mother is right. I have ordered the killing of several important figures in the Xiangsi Sect recently, but that is not to kill dissidents. I am just cleaning up the Xiangsi Sect. My adoptive mother should also know that I have always been interested in the Xiangsi Sect. I have no interest in the position of Lord, and I had no choice but to accept the order in a critical situation, so it is even more nonsense to say that I deceived my master and destroyed my ancestors for this position." Su Changfeng said scornfully.
"I've said it before, it doesn't matter whether I believe you or not. The key is that everyone in the Xiangsi Sect believes in you. You should know that the Xiangsi Sect is your adoptive father's half-life effort. I don't want him to be buried in your hands. You'd better spend more money. Let’s deal with the internal troubles in the door first!” Xiao Miaoqing said coldly.
"Don't worry, adoptive mother, I will take care of everything in the door one by one, and I will never let the Xiangsi Sect be destroyed in my hands. What I want to know more now is, who was the adoptive father killed? What did he do during his lifetime? , if there is anything suspicious, I hope my adoptive mother can tell Changfeng that I will not say anything, and she will say everything!" Su Changfeng's tone was cold and hard.
"What's there to investigate? Your foster father once told me that anyone who kills with a knife will die by the sword. He used poison to kill people all his life, so why is it strange that he died of poison now, let alone in this world? Who else can poison him except the Poison Saint himself!" Xiao Miaoqing said disapprovingly.
"What do you mean by the adoptive mother, does the adoptive father commit suicide?" Su Changfeng's face was full of disbelief.
"Oh! I'm tired and want to rest. Please come back!" Xiao Miaoqing suddenly sighed after hearing this, her face became uncertain again, and then she directly issued an eviction order.
Su Changfeng wanted to ask more questions, but Xiao Miaoqing went straight into the house and closed the door. Su Changfeng was furious, but in the end there was nothing he could do.