Gu Mang looked at him, his bare toes rubbed back and forth under the table uneasily.
Suddenly said: "Me and Fandou will keep warm together."
Mo Xi looked at him indifferently: "So."
"If you have few clothes, you are also cold. My clothes are few, and I am also cold. You are cold and I am cold. When we get together, it will be hot."
"… "
Mo Xi is a broken sleeve, and Gu Mang is his old lover. Even if a rational city wall is built high and can lock over the move, it is impossible to lock some instincts of the body. He knew very well that he had a very strong reaction to Gu Mang. If he was really wearing thin clothes, it might not be as simple as being hot.
Therefore, Mo Xi felt sullen as he was deliberately seduced. Even though this "seduction" could be said to be his own random thoughts, his expression sank obviously.
He stared at Gu Mang for a while, then suddenly released his fingers holding the other's chin, and almost disgustedly pulled a piece of rice paper and wiped it, then said coldly, "Don't take yourself seriously."
"Can't you?"
"What do you think you are."
Hearing this, Gu Mang didn't have any sad expression, he just looked back at Mo Xi, and wrote all his emotions on his face so bluntly. Mo Xi could easily see in his eyes dazed, confused, and dazed... but there was no emotion that made him feel happy.
If Gu Mang could feel sad because of his sharp words, even if it was only a little bit, Mo Xi felt that he would not be so manic-depressed.
Gu Mang replied, "I thought I was a companion. Your companion."
Mo Xi didn't say a word. After a while, he raised his finger and hooked the lock ring on Gu Mang's neck with one finger. His fingertips slowly descended, and he fiddled twice on the iron plate that fell from the jet-black iron lock ring.
He lowered his head and said, "Do you think I would be a companion with someone wearing this kind of thing?"
"You are a traitor, and I am your mortal enemy." Mo Xi said softly, "It will not change. Gu Mang, we will never go back."
As the year-end festival approached, Mo Xi became more and more sure that Gu Mang was really not pretending. He did lose all his memory and mind because he lost two souls.
Mo Xi was obsessed with this for a long time.
On this day, Mo Xi came back from the DPRK and got a piece of news that Jiang Yaoshi had finally returned from wandering outside. Jiang Fuli was the first master of medicine refining in Chonghua, and he was involved in intractable diseases. Gu Mang's affairs could not be blamed on others, but Jiang Fuli could still count on it. So Mo Xi held on to the last ray of hope and brought Gu Mang to Jiang's house to pay a visit.
Jiang Fuli's personality is very reckless and eccentric. Chonghua is greedy, greedy, and ignorant. Greed is Murong Lian, and ignorance is Murong Chuyi. As for anger, he is talking about hating the realm of rebelliousness, losing his temper when he is not satisfied, irrational, and acting with anger. - Jiang Fuli Jiang Pharmacist is also.
This pharmacist Jiang is reliant on talent, never accumulates virtue, and does things in his own way.
"I heard that after he returned to the manor, he learned about his wife's meeting with Li Qingqian before, and she was so angry that she didn't talk to his wife for a whole day, and even asked his wife if she was mentally ill, so she should take medicine early. "
"Oh, why is he?"
"I don't know exactly, maybe he thinks his wife is too reckless. He seems to have gone to Yuefu to find Murong Chuyi to scold people, saying that Murong Chuyi shouldn't be meddling with his wife."
"Haha, Chi met anger, Murong Chuyi didn't fight him?"
"Murong Chuyi is not in the mansion at all, Jiang Fuli smashed a dozen sets of tea sets in Yue mansion before returning angrily, saying that if Murong Chuyi dared to implicate his wife again, he would personally come to the door and tie Murong Chuyi up. Throw it into the cauldron to make pills. I heard that he even scolded Young Master Yue who was blocking him and cried."
"Wow, so fierce..."
That's it.
It's not that Mo Xi has never been in contact with Jiang Fuli. His impression of this person is too bad. If there is no one to ask for, he really doesn't want to visit Jiang's house.
But he turned his head and saw Gu Mang, who was squinting in the sun with Fandou in the courtyard, and felt that this trip was a must.
In the hall of the Jiang Mansion, two lanterns with twined branches and falling stars on the left and right are burning diligently, and thousands of whale oil lamps illuminate the night into day. All the decorations in the hall are of high-quality workmanship, and the cost is a hundred times more exquisite than that of ordinary monks' residences, and it can even be called extravagant.
After dinner, the butler prepared generous refreshments and ordered someone to go to the back house to report to Jiang Fuli, the shopkeeper of the Jiang family.
They thought Jiang Fuli would appear right away, but unexpectedly they waited for a long time. Mo Xi closed his eyes and rested, while Gu Mang kept eating with a plate. The cyan Yue porcelain plate was filled with fresh peach cake, candied fruit, and he stuffed it into his mouth. Mo Xi glanced at him and saw that the other party didn't even move his eyelashes, so he reassured himself and started eating again.
Unexpectedly, Mo Xi suddenly asked, "Are you hungry?"
Gu Mang was stunned for a moment, and said vaguely: "Do you want it? There's still some left, I thought you wouldn't eat..."
Mo Xi said lightly, "I won't eat it."
"Okay, okay, then I'll take care of it for you." The last two words were actually hard to tell apart, because Gu Mang stuffed a large piece of walnut cake into his mouth again, even though his bulging cheeks rolled very hard, only Can make a whimpering noise.
Although Mo Xi didn't say anything, his Jianmei frowned slightly. He didn't want to watch Gu Mang's food, he turned his head and asked the housekeeper, "Why is it taking so long? Is there something wrong with your master and you can't get out temporarily?"
The housekeeper replied, "The shopkeeper is treating Changfeng-Jun's daughter, she should be getting better soon."
Mo Xi frowned and said, "I always hear about Lord Changfeng recently. What kind of illness does his daughter have?"
"Crazy heart disease." The housekeeper said, "The young lady of Changfeng's family is too tyrannical, and she is too young to control herself. She has already injured a lot of young masters and young ladies in the Xiuzhen Academy, alas..." Said As he spoke, he couldn't bear it, "She is only seven years old. When she is not sick, she is very quiet, well-behaved, and polite, but no one wants to get along with her, which is pitiful."
"Are you well?"
"It's bad for a while," the housekeeper said. "The meaning of the Xiuzhen Academy is that if she hurts people again, her spiritual core will be destroyed and she will be expelled from the Academy."
Mo Xi listened, was silent for a moment, and asked, "Isn't it impossible to cultivate from now on?"
"Not only is she unable to cultivate, but her spiritual core is very dangerous to destroy. If it is not done, it will damage her mind and become stupid."
"… "
"Changfeng-jun and his wife are old enough to have a daughter, but they don't want to be in such a situation. Tears are running dry. Sigh, in fact, Changfeng's daughter has been trying to restrain herself and wants to slowly control her spiritual core power... She is It keeps getting better, but..." The housekeeper sighed, "Xi He Jun knows that most of the school palaces are the heirs of nobles, and no one wants to take this risk and go in and out with the children with madness. Changfeng After begging for a long time and asking for a lot of relationships, she reluctantly allowed her to stay until today - but other nobles have great opinions. If there is another incident of hurting people, no matter who's child is hit, she is afraid that she will not be able to stay. Living."
Mo Xi immediately thought of the gift that Lord Changfeng had given him before, and it turned out to be because of this.
He was about to speak, but he heard a majestic voice of a man in the inner hall: "Lao Zhou, you are long-winded, who asked you to disclose the patient's affairs indiscriminately?"
The butler immediately shut up.
Mo Xi turned his head to the side, and saw a man in his early thirties walking out from behind the gold screen. This man was wearing a luxurious and elegant light-blue embroidered robe, with heavy overlapping fronts and a properly buttoned waist. He slammed his sleeves, turned back and took a seat on the seat of honor unceremoniously, and then raised a pair of almond eyes with pale pupils, with a cold face and arrogant eyebrows.
Mo Xi said, "Pharmacist Jiang."
Jiang Fuli put his fingers on the armchair, glanced at the visitor, and when his thin lips touched, he said, "You are in good health. You don't need to be treated."
Mo Xi asked, "What about him?"
Jiang Fuli glanced at Gu Mang again: "He has all the five poisons, and there is no cure."
Although Mo Xi had given up hope about Gu Mang's memory before, he couldn't help but sank when he heard Jiang Fuli's denial.
Mo Xi closed his eyes and asked reluctantly, "There is no chance of recovery at all?"
"Yes." Jiang Fuli raised his eyebrows slightly and sneered twice, "Shangqiongbi fell into Huangquan and found the two souls that he had scattered, and everything was solved. The question is, do Xi and Jun know where to find them? "
If anyone talks to Mo Xi like this on weekdays, Mo Xi should turn his face. But Jiang Fuli's greatness is that people in Quan Chonghua don't look at him, scolding him as a profiteer, black heart, and killing people's money. But no one in Quan Chonghua would really do anything to him, not even the emperor could do anything to him.
Because he is a rare doctor in the world.
Mo Xi glanced at Gu Mang, who was staring at the dim sum plate in a daze, then turned his head and asked Jiang Fuli, "…Is there any other way for Jiang Yaoshi to at least remind him a little."
"If you only want him to remember a little bit, you don't have to do anything." Jiang Fuli said simply, "His memory was taken away, but he did not forget all the past. As time goes by, he will naturally recover some."
Mo Xi's heartbeat suddenly skipped a beat: "How much can you recover?"
"Look at his good fortune." Jiang Fuli said, "But if the missing two souls are not reset, he still can't remember most things."
Seeing Mo Xi's eyes dim for a moment, Jiang Fuli sneered: "Actually, memory is either restored or forgotten, and there are only a few scattered fragments left, which is the most embarrassing thing. I'm him, and I'd rather be lost like this all the time - save a lot of pain."
The candle flames flickered, Jiang Fuli changed to a more comfortable posture, leaned on the soft cushion, and said lazily: "Besides... The consciousness of people is erratic, who knows what past event he suddenly remembered? "
Jiang Fuli's words made Mo Xi's heart skip a beat.
Yes, if only by chance, some incomplete memories can be recovered, who knows what they will be
In the first half of his life, Gu Mang had too many secrets and suffered too many setbacks. To put it simply, there was Mo Xi's affair with him, and there was Murong Lian's humiliation towards him. To be serious, there are some military secrets of Wang Bajun, and there is oppression given to him by the emperor.
If Gu Mang suddenly remembered these scattered pieces, how would Gu Mang handle himself
Mo Xi only thought about it for a moment, but he already felt a chill.
Jiang Fuli clearly saw through his mind and smiled maliciously: "Isn't it scary?"
"… "
"In case he remembers how the emperor treated him back then, without the cause and effect, he will probably become more and more mad and uncontrollable. At that time, Xi and Jun, you have to clean up the mess again, but it will be very troublesome."
Mo Xi glanced at Jiang Fuli, looked at Jiang Fuli's calm face in the light, and said, "You have medicine."
He didn't use interrogative sentences.
Jiang Fuli sneered: "It's really smart. There is no way for Jiang to restore his memory, but there are many prescriptions that can be prescribed to make him not remember those dark memories."
This handsome man looked like a profiteer, and turned the jade wrench in his hand, like a hunter waiting for a beast to be thrown into a cage: "Do you want it?"
Naturally, Mo Xi was the owner of the money. His long legs wrapped in black leather boots overlapped, and one elbow was resting on the back of the chair, without raising his eyes, he said, "Offer."
"Okay." The money made Jiang Fuli look a little more cheerful, and he said, "You are happier than Your Majesty."
"Your Majesty also knows that he may be able to restore his memory?"
"Why should I hide it from him?" Jiang Fuli said, "But he hopes that Gu Mang doesn't care about the three-seven-two-one, and remembers that one is the other."
Mo Xi was silent for a while and said, "...You can prescribe the medicine."
Jiang Fuli said: "Let's make it clear first, this prescription is calming, although it can play a role in curbing dark emotions, it can't absolutely control Gu Mang's choice of memory. If he remembers it someday Some bitter things, when you open your eyes, you find that he is holding a knife at your neck, and someone Jiang will not refund your money." After he finished speaking, he tapped the wooden table with his jade-like fingers, raised his His chin arrogantly pointed towards the plaque of the Medicine Master's Mansion - "Everything follows the rules of the Jiang Mansion."
Mo Xi didn't even bother to look at Jiang Fuli's broken plaque again. The first time he saw this plaque when he was young, it left a deep shadow in his heart. Since then, his image of medicine repairing the world and saving people has changed a lot.
No matter how bad other medicine halls are, they have to hang on the facade "Hanging the pot to help the world", "The old man is not deceived" and other opening admonitions.
Jiang Yaoshi's restaurant hangs the eight big-character mottos:
"Who is making trouble with Jiang, who will Jiang kill."
Jiang Fuli asked recklessly, "Do you understand?"
Mo Xi replied with his face unchanged, "Prescribe the medicine."
Jiang Fuli said, "Okay, a course of treatment costs 70,000 gold shells."
"Pfft—" Even the housekeeper Zhou of Jiang's house couldn't listen to the price, but he immediately turned into a cough, "Cough, I, wind-cold, wind-cold."
Jiang Fuli glanced at him, and White Fang smiled wildly: "Okay, I'll give you medicine later."
Butler Zhou: "..."
Mo Xi took the golden shell coins from the Qiankun bag, but Gu Mang stuck his head over at this moment. After staying in Luomei Bieyuan for so long, what he heard most clearly was the word "shell coins".
Now his companion is going to spend money, shell coins, not only shell coins, but also gold shell coins, not only gold shell coins, but even 70,000 gold coins in one shot...
How long does it take for him to receive customers to make enough money
Seeing that Mo Xi was about to give the money to that fierce male with apricot eyes, Gu Mang quit. He suddenly shot, grabbed Mo Xi's wrist, and shook his head solemnly.
"Don't give it."
Mo Xi glanced at him and said, "My money."
"… "
"let go."
Gu Mang thought for a while, but couldn't think of any reason to stop him, so he could only sigh and let go of his hand silently. Then he asked, "No money. Will we go hungry?"
Mo Xi ignored him, only put seven shell coins worth 10,000 gold on the table, pushed it with his long fingers, and pushed it to Jiang Fuli.
Jiang Fuli was afraid that his wife had never seen such a kind look in his eyes. He took the coin ticket, ordered the housekeeper to take a pen and paper, then pulled a fine red sandalwood box from the table, and took out a clear crystal mirror inside. Standing in front of the left, cold white fingers held the wolf hair and wrote.
It was probably after he left Luomei Bieyuan, the days were no longer so gloomy, and Gu Mang's bloodiness began to gradually recover.
Curiosity returned somewhat to this old scarred body.
Therefore, seeing Jiang Furi wearing crystal goggles, he asked, "What is this?"
Jiang Fuli's tone was very light, "Eyepiece."
"Why are you wearing it?"
"I'm night blind."
"What is night blindness?"
"I just can't see things clearly at night."
"Then why do you only wear one?"
"I'm only blind in my left eye."
Gu Mang snorted, but after thinking about it, he felt that something was wrong, and said, "The night blind can't see unless you are in the dark, but your house is shining so brightly."
"Spell damage is very fast. Jiang's left eye is blind at night. No matter how many lights are turned on, it can only make it easier for his right eye to see."
"… "
Jiang Fuli's eyes came out coldly from behind the crystal mirror: "Is there any problem with Gu Shuai? Jiang does not like to be disturbed when he is writing a prescription."
Gu Mang said sincerely, "No more."
There are more than 70 kinds of herbs written on the prescription. Jiang Fuli ordered someone to fetch the gold bead, and his white fingers beat the bead quickly. While checking the price, he checked whether there was any danger of conflict between these herbs.
"Just this recipe, you can keep it." Jiang Fuli said, "Come to me tomorrow to get the medicine."
Mo Xi took the prescription and had nothing more to talk about with Jiang Fuli. It was almost time for them to leave.
But at this time, Jiang Fuli called him again: "Stay behind."
"Is there any advice from the pharmacist?"
"One more thing." Jiang Fuli glanced at the servants on the left and right, and said, "You go down first."
"Yes."
Everyone retreated, and there were only three of them left in the hall. Jiang Fuli slowly finished the tea in the cup, then raised his eyes and said, "Xihejun, Jiang asked something that was not important. That day, Li Qingqian's sword spirit Come to find my wife, are you there too?"
Mo Xi nodded.
Jiang Fuli's expression was not so natural for a moment, he asked, "Did you hear what my wife told him?"
"Mrs. Jiang's voice is very soft, I have never heard it before."
Jiang Fuli seemed to be quite dissatisfied with this answer, her pale lips moved slightly, as if she was cursing to herself. After scolding, he asked again: "Is there any remaining parts of the red peony sword?"
"Leave a hilt."
Jiang Fuli's eyes suddenly sharpened: "In whose hands?"
"Murong Chuyi. What are you asking about this?"
Jiang Fuli didn't answer. He just scolded Murong Chuyi directly when he heard the name of Murong Chuyi.
After he said that, he got up to straighten his clothes, and then nodded Gu Mang with the tip of his chin, "By the way, Xihejun, Jiang has something to tell you. If you want this person to not remember those messy pasts , in addition to taking the medicine on time, there is one more thing that is very important."
"Ask the pharmacist."
Jiang Fuli raised a finger, swung it twice, and said, "Let him see the old things related to it, people's thoughts are the most difficult to understand. Maybe the memory that can't be retrieved even after trying hard, it only takes a while. The smell can be revived. - You must remember my words."