Ancient Sword II Xie Lelianxin

The north wind gradually picked up, and the dead leaves on the branches swirled and fell into the dust, and were crushed into powder by the passing cars and horses.

Le Shaocheng patted his adopted son on the shoulder, and rode side by side with him.Now that Le Wuyi has remembered the events of his childhood, he no longer hides his secrets. He said that when Fu Qingjiao and Fu Qingjiao adopted Le Wuyi, he knew all kinds of reasons. He just thought that he was young and weak, so he simply concealed him from everyone. life experience.

Le Wuyi nodded, and Le Shaocheng continued, I am not your biological father, if you don't want to, we can call each other differently in the future.He couldn't bear to be embarrassed, so he turned his horse's head after speaking, pretending to check the convoy.

When Duke Ding was young, he commanded thousands of troops and made great achievements in the military. The enemy is also calm and composed, but now he is a little at a loss when facing this young man who was raised by his own hands.While hesitating, he suddenly heard the horse's hooves behind him, and the young man's clear voice was chasing him from afar, the same as before——

Dad, wait for me, I will go with you.

Le Shaocheng tightened his hand holding the rein, and blinked his wet eyes against the sun.He stopped the horse lightly, smiled and turned his head to wave to Le Wuyi...

Another day, heavy rain.

The carriages and horses bumped forward in the ruts, and the horses struggled to pull out their hooves from the mud. The mud spots were thrown on the tarpaulin outside the cargo, like dirty tear stains.

Le Wuyi and the guards split up to find a shelter from the rain, but they ran into the men in green clothes from Zhan Xiaoyu Inn again.There was no Jiang Boluo in the team, but there was a woman in green clothes in shackles, who seemed to be from Liuyue City.Le Wuyi didn't want to talk to her at first, but unexpectedly, the flamboyant leader got into an argument with the woman, and within a few words, he slapped her hard and kicked her to the ground.Le Wuyi couldn't help but pull out Zhaoming and rushed forward, beat the three of them away with the others, and rescued the woman.

The haggard woman called herself Lizhu, and she recognized the Xiguan emblem on Le Wuyi's medicine box at a glance.To ask Ming Le Wuyi is indeed practicing medicine in the rest hall, the woman took out a drenched letter from her arms, saying that she was entrusted by a friend to deliver the letter but it was difficult to implement, so she begged Le Wuyi to pass it on for her.Seeing him take it, he turned and disappeared into the rain.

The letter was actually written by Xie Yi to Xi Miaohua.

Le Wuyi was worried that the rain would smear the words, so he had to pry off the wax paint, and hold the letter paper to dry on the candle flame.In the letter, Xie Yi asked Xi Miaohua to arrange a shelter for the sender, and said that if the news of him was cut off after returning home, he would ask her to follow the previous agreement to remove the needle for Le Wuyi two years later.

Le Wuyi thought, before Xie Yi arrived at Zhan Xiaoyu, he learned from Li Yuanhua that the people of Liuyue City had arrived, even though he might be intercepted, he still rushed to save himself without hesitation.He stared at the word "audience cut off" for a long time, put away the letter paper and said to Le Shaocheng, he wanted to turn to Jingshui Lake to find some old letters, and let the Lejia caravan go back to Chang'an first.

The bamboo boards that have been through the cold and heat for several times have a layer of oily deep yellow, and the babbling trestle bridge is accompanied by withered lotus leaves, welcoming the long-lost guests together.The winter scenery of Jingshui Lake is very interesting, but Le Wuyi took out the key from a half-broken bamboo fence and entered the house without stopping.

The dusty teacup was placed on the table casually, and the tip of the brush that was not cleaned in time was clotted with dried ink. One could imagine Xie Yi leaving in a hurry after receiving Yaodie's message that day.Le Wuyi tidied up the house, dragged out a locked bookcase from under Xie Yi's bed, and after prying it open, he found his early correspondence with Xi Miaohua, as well as several volumes of letters that he had never seen before.

The yellowed pages recorded the festering disease of the Lieshan people, Gu art in southern Xinjiang, implanted needles in the skull, and the childless Lejia... He spent all his sleep and food in his eyes, picked out some bags, and removed them from the side of the medicine field. The butterfly box, and put the Hades butterfly Gu worm that had been parasitic in the body for more than ten years.

On the day of departure, a visitor came to the island in the middle of the lake.

"Senior Ye, what are you doing..." Le Wuyi seemed a little nervous when he saw Ye Hai peeking behind him.

"Hush, where is my friend?"

Le Wuyi was silent: "...Master is away."

"Hey, very good, very good." Ye Hai shook his pipe, didn't notice Le Wuyi's strange expression, he only said that Xie Yi had borrowed "Shanhe Tulu" from him, and came to pick it up today.

For some reason, hearing that Xie Yi is not at home, Ye Hai's visit this time is much more leisurely than before.He unfolded the scroll of "Mountains and Rivers Illustrated Records", and enthusiastically mentioned that he had traveled against the Bohai Sea to Kucha, and visited all the small countries in the Western Regions along the way.Le Wuyi's heart moved, so he asked him if he had been to donate drugs and Liuyue City in northern Xinjiang.

"Drug donation is located on an important road, and the commerce is prosperous, but few people remember it now. It must have been turbulent for years, and most caravans are unwilling to leave there. Here, it is here." The pipe pointing Jiangshan moved to the northwest again A few inches above the basin surrounded by the Yilie Mountains, "According to what my friend said, the Liuyue City...is probably here."

"Master said before that he would take me there..." Le Wuyi whispered to himself, and asked Ye Hai if he had ever seen a place similar to Liuyue City.

"Huh? It's worthy of the teacher-student connection, my friend asked the same thing."

Ye Haidao, I passed by a village a few years ago. The villagers were doing farm work bare-chested. The skin on the waist and abdomen was uneven in color, like dyed cloth. Nobody lives past fifty.

"Then what did Master... say?"

Ye Hai recalled that at that time, Xie Yi asked carefully about the distribution of rivers around the village. He heard that the climate in that place was arid and the villagers lived on well water, so he said he wanted to visit Yunyun himself.

"That's it. Master must have been there later." Le Wuyi beat his palms, remembering that when he rescued Lizhu half a month ago, the guards accompanying him asked him, how could those Lieshan people have such thick calluses on their hands, how could their martial arts be so weak? It's flat... Could it be that the cocoon is born?

He replied that it is not only people who practice martial arts or labor have calluses. If you take too much Xinshi all year round, the skin on your hands and feet will also thicken; the so-called Xinshi is a medicine. Take a small amount, and if you take too much, it will cause thickening of hands and feet, skin ulceration, and death in severe cases.

Then he remembered that Jiang Boluo's hand was also like this, and heard the guard ask, why would someone eat this kind of thing?

……

"How do you know that my friend went to that village later?" Ye Hai wondered.

"It is written in Master's handbook that some basins sunken in the mountains cannot be drilled wells, because the water drawn from the wells may be poisonous. By the way, another handbook says that people in Lieshan were born by drawing wells... Master went back, is it for This issue?"

Le Wuyi fell into deep thought, and unexpectedly Ye Hai threw an oiled paper medicine bag: "This is an oriental spice sold in the sea market. It does not interfere with other medicines. It can be decocted for three hours to remove the bloody smell in the medicine soup... ...My friend has used it before, and the effect is very good. Last year, I sent a letter to me to buy some more, and I will pass it on to you."

"The smell of blood...Actually, there is no need for it anymore." Le Wuyi grasped the paper bag tightly, lowered his head and sighed, and suddenly thought of something else, "Senior Ye, wait a minute, Master said that you still have something to return to him..."

However, Ye Hai didn't have time to retrieve the "Mountain and River Illustrated Record" before jumping onto the boat, and quickly drifted several feet away.

"Cough, the spices have been given, and the previous debt is paid off, and neither is owed." The guest simply put a pole on the water, and disappeared into the vast winter mist in an instant.

The next day, Le Wuyi left the lake island by boat.A light boat broke through the lake and snow fell, and the residual lotus brushed against the side of the boat, scraping off a few flakes of frost.The boy sat on the bow of the boat, the book in his hand was blown away by the cold wind, revealing a line of hasty handwriting - if there is no alternative water source, the only way to survive is to move the family.

A Xiangfei bamboo bookmark is sandwiched between the letters, and one end is decorated with ocher tassels.The bright and smooth silk threads were scattered by the cold wind, gently brushing over the young man's pale knuckles.

Le Wuyi hurried back to Chang'an before the first month, and learned that Xi Miaohua had already sent out branch clinics to treat patients infected with Gu insects.Anmin's announcements were everywhere in the city, but no one knew who was instigating them secretly, and the exaggerated rumors were still howling along with the north wind across most of the Central Plains.In just a few days, there were long queues in medical clinics all over the country, and the price of medicinal materials for repelling insects and nourishing blood has skyrocketed, and it is hard to find a lot of money.The Chang’an Memorial Hall was the first to bear the brunt. The lights were still brightly lit on New Year’s Eve. The doctors did not bother to go home for the reunion dinner, and screened the panicked people day and night.

Although the thirteen needles of ghost gate are effective, they are not easy to learn quickly, and it is difficult to popularize them for a while.Le Wuyi diagnoses patients during the day, and studies simplified methods with the doctors at night. After several months of going on like this, the eczema has become strong unconsciously, but Xie Yi still has no news.

In the early morning of this day, Fu Qingjiao brought back his son who hadn't returned for several nights from the dormitory.

Today there are distinguished guests from Yuefu.This guest is an imperial court spokesman and has a close personal relationship with Le Shaocheng. He often comes to discuss important matters in the court. Le Wuyi is not interested in disputes between power and eunuchs, but a few days ago he heard that Liuyue City sent an envoy to meet the Holy Majesty. Can't help saving the thought of inquiring.

The left and right servants picked up the unkempt young master Le and went straight to the wing room, and two maids with sweet smiles turned out from behind the bathtub, and said to the dazed young master, the madam personally ordered that the dirt on the young master must be scrubbed clean , It is not rude to see distinguished guests.

The door was closed, Le Wuyi watched the two approaching step by step, stretched out four slender hands to help him remove his clothes, and hurriedly backed away while covering his waist.He hid behind the bathtub, and it took him a long time to coax the second daughter, who couldn't help laughing, out of the house.

Fortunately, the hot water has been prepared, and magnolia flowers and mint grass juice are mixed in it, which perfectly complements the early spring greenery outside the window.Le Wuyi's body gradually slid down, his mouth and nose were submerged in the water, he gurgled and vomited bubbles, then sat up straight, rubbed his sore temples, and let out a long breath...

...Master said that people should combine work and rest, and have a certain amount of relaxation. It is rare to have guests today, so let's take a rest.

Tender flesh grows from the wound left by taking Gu, and when soaked in hot water, it feels itchy and painful like a needle prick.He remembered that the night Gu worm was forced to the back of the neck, but he had to lie on his back, Xie Yi must have been extremely inconvenient when taking the Gu.At the very moment, Xie Yi's gaze sank slightly, the corners of his lips were pursed tightly, and his cold fingertips pressed against his neck... Then he covered the wound with his lips and tongue.

If it were me, I probably wouldn't even be able to hold the needle firmly, but Master still spared no effort to comfort me.Le Wuyi sighed, poured hot water on his face, closed his pan-acid eyes—

The person who has fed Gu for many years has no lack of blood... Jiang Boluo couldn't figure out the reason, and Le Wuyi was also puzzled for a while, until those locked old letters were rediscovered, he suddenly realized.In fact, everything is not without traces - the weird smell of medicine left in the mouth when he first woke up from a serious illness at the age of ten, the medicine for "conditioning the body" every summer, the bloody smell that churned in his throat when he took the medicine in the drizzle... and the night before the happy night , the bright red blood stain "stained" on Xie Yi's left chest.

He actually used his heart's blood to raise the Hades Butterfly Gu for me for eight years - he even used sea spices to cover up the smell of blood.

A purple butterfly resembling a butterfly passed through the steaming mist and landed on Le Wuyi's shoulder.

The Nether Butterfly Gu worm taken out by Xie Yi has now hatched into a butterfly.Once it turns into a butterfly, the underworld butterfly is harmless, Le Wuyi wanted to let it go, but unexpectedly it followed like a shadow.Xi Miaohua speculated that there was still wood essence in Xu Shile Wuyi's blood, and after being raised for many years, the butterfly recognized its master.

Le Wuyi sighed again, his fingertips lightly brushed the smooth and flawless skin of his heart.Slight fluctuations appeared on the gradually cooling water surface, just like raindrops rolling off lotus leaves, silently falling into the lake like a water mirror.