Early the next morning, the three of Mu Xiyuan bid farewell to the old village chief and set off for Baihua Valley.
Zhang Jinjin had left the afternoon before, saying that he had business to deal with. Huang Zelin and the two sisters studied for two days, and finally divided the medicine into two copies, each with one copy.
When the three of Mu Xiyuan came to the entrance of the village, they saw Mo Yan stretched out his arms around Gu Qingqiao's neck and whispered in his ear.
"Cough, cough, cough." Huang Zelin coughed twice when he saw Mu Xiyun and the others coming.
Seeing the two of them from a distance, Mu Xiyuan was stunned for a moment, but she remembered the dream in Nanping City that day, and felt a little uncomfortable.
Qin Le: …Why do I feel that the atmosphere is a little awkward
Gu Qingqiao pushed Mo Yan away, his face a little red. The hand in his sleeve was tightly clutching a small porcelain jar, which Mo Yan quietly stuffed to him just now, the witch's smiling words still echoed in her ears: "Sister has seen it these days, your little fairy is gentle. Lovely and considerate, I'm afraid it will be a sought-after product, remember to strike first!"
Mo Yan was pushed away by Gu Qingqiao, he didn't take it seriously, he smiled and said, "I've been disturbing for the past few days. Qingqiao's body is no longer in serious trouble. Our two sisters have successfully retired, so we will go back to the mountain. Everyone. , there will be a period later!"
These words were extremely clean and neat, and everyone seemed to think that the beautiful scene just now was just their own imagination.
For a time, the expressions of everyone present were different.
Su Yanjun smiled and said, "In that case, let's go too."
Young people ride horses, Qin Le is still the little donkey, Huang Zelin was injured not long ago when he was old, Zhang Jinjin bought him a carriage. The carriage is quite spacious, with all the equipment for sitting and sleeping. Elder Huang spends all day studying medicines in the carriage. He also takes pulse checks for the young people who are traveling with him, and gives some advice on maintenance and practice.
A few days later, everyone came to Fenglin Town.
There were people coming and going in the town, and the floating crowd formed two long queues. Most of those who left the town were residents of Fenglin Town, and almost every adult held or led a child; those who entered the town were mostly women. Abandon.
"This eldest sister," Mu Xiyun stopped a townsman and asked softly, "Why do so many people leave with their children?"
The woman holding the child looked at the group of people in front of her vigilantly, was moved by Mu Xiyuan's soft smile, put her heart down, and explained: "Xianjun may know that there is a monster in the mountains outside Fenglin Town, five years old. As soon as I leave the mountain, I have to select the children from the world and bring them to the mountains to raise them. It is said that it has been a few days. I quickly took the children and went back to my hometown to avoid them, and I will come back when the monster returns to the mountain."
"There really is such a monster!" Qin Le sighed, "does it only catch children in Fenglin Town?"
"That's not true." The woman added: "No one believed it before, but five years ago, the child next door to my house was really snatched away and never came back."
The family members who were with her were already urging her, and the woman hurriedly nodded to everyone and left with the child in her arms.
"Oh, pity the hearts of the parents in the world." Su Yanjun sighed, "Those who leave the town are for the safety of the children, and those who enter the town are probably all here to find the children."
A few people entered the town, and there was a post in Jinjin Pavilion not far from the town entrance.
Fenglin Town is not big, there are a lot of people looking for monsters these days, and most of the inns are full. A few people stayed at the station directly.
Qin Le went to the letter office to report the safety of his family, and came back after a while.
"A letter from my family said that the old man from Yinlong Villa has been brought back, and the old uncle in the clan has gone to recognize it. The wooden-legged man is really the elder of the Qin family, and his name is Qin Baolin."
"Qin Baolin?" Huang Zelin said suddenly. "But Qin Baolin who lives in the Yinlonghu Hut?"
Several people were taken aback. The Yinlong Villa had long since been abandoned, and no one knew about the hut by the Yinlong Lake. How could Huang Zelin reveal his location? Qin Le hurriedly asked, "Elder Huang knows him?"
"Oh, it happened more than 60 years ago." Huang Zelin sighed: "Wen Jianlong, the owner of Hidden Dragon Villa, asked me to see a doctor for his friend. Because of something in the mountains, I delayed my departure for ten days. , when I arrived at Yinlong Villa, it was a mess."
Huang Zelin, who was in his thirties, was already a famous doctor, and was respected by various immortals for his precise medication and treatment to promote cultivation. Wen Jianlong's son had always been weak, and he did not get better after various treatments. He asked Huang Zelin several times. He was really embarrassed to shirk it again, and Huang Zelin decided to go for it.
Huang Zelin had been to Hidden Dragon Villa a few years ago, and he was very fond of the elegant pavilions and the scenery of lakes and mountains in the villa. Unexpectedly, when he went to the villa, the scene he saw was quite different.
There are traces of fire in several pavilions in the village, and Yinlong Lake is surrounded by the whole, and no one is allowed to enter.
Huang Zelin felt strange in his heart, but the people of Hidden Dragon Villa kept a secret about it, and several inquiries were fruitless.
Wen Jianlong's young son was already weak, and he didn't know what he had been stimulated before. At this moment, he had a high fever, and he hadn't eaten rice for two days.
Huang Zelin asked the maid who was taking care of the child the reason for his illness, and the answer was that the child was greedy for the cold and caught the cold. But after the pulse and tongue diagnosis, it is obvious that the heart fire is hyperactive and the inside is extremely hot.
Huang Zelin prescribed medicine for the child, and the fever subsided with one set. The next day, his appetite was restored, and he could get up and drink porridge by himself.
Seeing Long overjoyed, Wen was very grateful to Huang Zelin, and kindly retained him for a longer period of time in order to take care of the child's body.
It was at this time that Huang Zelin met Qin Baolin.
On that day, he prescribed medicine to Young Master Wen and instructed the maid to make sure that the child should drink it while it was still hot, so he retreated to the outside world. A servant was waiting outside the door, and when he saw him coming out, he respectfully saluted and said that the owner of the village had invited him. Huang Zelin followed the servant to a guest room.
On the bed in the guest room, there was a person lying on it.
The man had scars all over his body, his legs were cut off at the knees, and the cross-section had festered. The blood and water mixed with pus soaked the gauze at the fracture, and the room was filled with a rancid smell.
Huang Zelin stepped forward to check, the man had sunken cheeks, skinny skinny, and frowned, "How is this injury, why wasn't it treated earlier?"
Wen Jianlong sighed: "Oh, why don't I want to treat him earlier, but he himself refused. When he was awake before, as long as he talked about seeking medical treatment, he would hide and see no one. Look at him like this, dragging his body around to hide. , is also a kind of torture. After doing it a few times, we stopped forcing it, and only sent someone to change his dressing every few days. But his wound is always bad, and today, people can no longer hold it. You are here, and I want to quietly let you come and take a look."
Huang Zelin nodded, untied the gauze, and did not dislike the odor. He carefully examined the wound and was secretly surprised. This man's legs seemed to have been bitten off by an animal, and the teeth were poisonous, which had merged into the blood, so that the wound could not be healed, and the man was losing weight.
Huang Zelin pondered for a while, then prescribed a prescription for detoxification, and asked the servant to fry the medicine and give it to him. He went back to the room and dispensed some powder, and changed the medicine for his wound.
A day later, when Huang Zelin went to the guest room again, the man had sobered up. When he found out that he was the doctor who treated him, instead of being grateful, he became angry.
Huang Zelin was very strange, and went to ask Wen Jianlong again.
Wen Jianlong showed an embarrassed expression and hesitated for a long time before telling what happened.
It turned out that a month ago, when Wen saw Long Shengchen having a banquet, there was a sudden downpour from the sky, and a black flood dragon came from the sky and flew towards the Hidden Dragon Lake in the backyard. Above the Dragon Lake.
The man is dressed in silver armor, and has a long gun in his hand that is light and agile; the woman is dressed in a blue dress and holds a soft whip, like a fairy going down to earth.
The figures of the two of them are very small compared to Hei Jiao, but the advantage is that they are nimble in their movements, moving forward and backward.
Hei Jiao was in pain and twisted violently in the air. The tail swept over, and a gust of wind blew up. The man couldn't dodge in time, but he was swept by the tail of the dragon. He couldn't help himself, and the black dragon bit his legs.
The woman let out a mournful cry, and actually wrapped the whip around Jiaojiao's neck, forcing Heijiao to open her mouth.
The whereabouts of the black flood dragon stirred up a gust of sand, and everyone by the lake was busy covering their faces with their sleeves. When he opened his eyes, the black dragon had already landed, and the man in his mouth was lying on the shore of the lake, his legs were bloody; the woman stopped in front of him and protected each other.
When Huang Zelin heard this, he began to mutter in his heart. Logically speaking, several of the people present at the time were all Immortal Sect Patriarchs, and their strength should not be underestimated. Even if it is a big monster like the black flood dragon, if they swarm up, they may not be able to subdue it. Even if they are not sure to kill the black flood dragon, it is possible to help the woman beat the flood dragon back. But after hearing what Wen Jianlong said at this time, several people actually stood by and did not step forward to help.
Huang Zelin thought so, and asked unconsciously. A trace of embarrassment flashed across Wen Jianlong's face, and he explained, "We wanted to step forward, but at this moment, Hei Jiao opened his mouth wide and rushed towards the woman."
Seeing that the two of them were about to be swallowed by the black flood dragon, the blue-clothed beauty suddenly gave a coquettish snort, and stepped forward with both hands to hold the black flood dragon's huge fangs. Suddenly, there was a burst of silver light all over her body, and the color of her eyes changed.
The long dark blue hair fluttered in the wind, the woman turned her golden eyes, and finally glanced at the man lying on the ground with nostalgia.
A gust of wind suddenly blew up, the dark clouds in the sky gradually gathered, and a black air faintly surrounded the woman. Suddenly, her body was full of silver light, and a burst of extremely strong demonic energy rose into the sky. The black flood dragon was lifted into the air, torn and collided in the gust of wind, and finally fell lifelessly into the Hidden Dragon Lake.
The woman's body softened and she fell down.
The few people hiding behind the wall came out tentatively, and when they saw that there was no danger, they ran to the two of them.
The man's silver armor was engraved with the family crest of the Qin family. Wen Jianlong recognized it at a glance, and hurriedly instructed the servant to carry the man into the guest room. As for that woman...
"How about that woman?" Qin Le couldn't help asking.
"Alas," Huang Zelin sighed, "The woman hadn't died at the time, but... Wen Jianlong and the others are just like the rest of the world, and they are both afraid and disgusted with the Demon Race. The woman's true face when fighting Jiao should be from the Demon Race. Undoubtedly. They went so far as to let her lie down by the lake..."
With a loud bang, Gu Qingqiao slapped the table with his palm, and a few cracks appeared on the table.
Another difference between humans and demons! How many people has this ingrained belief harmed
Mu Xiyun squeezed his shoulder lightly and sighed with him.
"What happened later?" Qin Le asked in a low voice.
"According to Wen Jianlong, after three days, the woman's body disappeared. They didn't track it down, so the matter was over. As for Wen Baolin, he wanted to die. If it weren't for your Qin family's strict family rules, He is afraid that he has been killed dozens of times."
When several people heard this, they remembered the scene of the wooden-legged lunatic hugging the blue dress and crying under the morning light in front of the window of the hut. Now that I know that the dress belongs to such a beautiful and loyal woman, it makes everyone sigh.
"Oh, I don't know who that woman is." Qin Le murmured to himself.
"It seems..." Huang Zelin recalled with a frown, "Qin Baolin called her 'Jing'er'."
"Jing'er? Lan Jing'er?" Gu Qingqiao was shocked. Mu Xiyun's hand on his shoulder suddenly tightened, and Gu Qingqiao finally swallowed the exclamation.
Unexpectedly, the lover of the Northern Territory Demon Lord fell in his heart at the Hidden Dragon Villa!
As everyone sighed, night had come. Several people ate dinner at the post house and went back to their rooms to rest.
Gu Qingqiao sat at the table with a little confusion in his mind. He faintly felt that many of the things he had encountered since his rebirth seemed to be more or less related to fifty years ago. There should be a thread that ties all these things together. It's just that there are too few clues to do it now.
This feeling of feeling, but not being able to implement it, makes people anxious.
"Tuk, tuk tuk." There was a knock on the door.
"Come in!"
Mu Xiyun pushed open the door and entered.
"Go out for a walk?" Mu Xiyun asked.
Knowing that he was worried that he was in a bad mood, Gu Qingqiao was moved and nodded.
Mu Xiyun didn't open the door, went out directly through the window, landed quietly on the roof next to the inn, and smiled back.
The beginning of the next month rises, the people under the moon smile like jade, and the annoyance in Gu Qingqiao's heart disappears. Humans and demons have been at odds for thousands of years, how can they change overnight? The person in front of him never despised him because he had a demon bloodline, but he always took care of his emotions carefully. With this confidant, what else is there to worry about
Gu Qingqiao felt pride in his heart and followed through the window.
The two sprinted on the roof for a while, and ran to the barren hills outside the town like a race.
Mu Xiyun's Cloud-Crossing Art is light and elegant, and her figure is as graceful as a fairy descending from the earth. Gu Qingqiao followed closely, always one step behind him, refusing to take the lead.
In an instant, the two had reached the high-rise building at the entrance of the town. Mu Xiyun stopped, looked back at him, and asked, "Why so slow?"
Gu Qingqiao blurted out: "You look good!"
Mu Xiyun was stunned for a moment, glared at him, turned to look outside the building, her ears turned red.
A full moon is slowly rising from the mountains, and Qinghui has inlaid a silver border on the distant hills.
Gu Qingqiao took a step forward quietly and held Mu Xiyun's cool hand under his sleeve. "Ayun, thank you!"
Mu Xiyun's hand wriggled slightly, but it was pulled even tighter. He quickly glanced at Gu Qingqiao, then lowered his head and stopped moving. The two stood side by side upstairs, facing the moonlight like water.
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The author has something to say:
The beauty that I asked everyone to guess before was Lan Jinger.
The devil's sweetheart was also the woman who died in the Hidden Dragon Villa.
Guiding the Way - Chapters 40-42