I'm a thousand years older than you

Under the same night sky, an off-road vehicle was driving rapidly on the road.

The driver was Bi Yao, holding the steering wheel with both hands, trying his best to keep the speed high while not causing the car to jolt.

On the co-pilot, Guan Ning glanced back and called out hesitantly: "Young Master..."

The young master's face looked a little tired, but he was still sitting upright. At this moment, Mr. Lu was leaning on his shoulder, his eyes were slightly closed, and he was unconscious.

A few hours ago, Mr. Lu was dragged into Wen's house by the young master, just like this unconscious state.

Guan Ning was taken aback, she couldn't care less about worrying about herself, and rushed to meet her.

The young master was obviously more worried than she was, and after explaining the situation in a few words, he led them out.

Guan Ning saw that along the way, the young master's brows had never been loosened, and although his eyes were as calm as ever, they seemed to be suppressing the emotions that were about to surge up, which showed that his affection for Mr. Lu was deep and difficult to measure.

She was worried that the young master was overthinking, so she couldn't help calling him.

"I'm fine." Wen Zihe said softly, "Go to sleep for a while."

How can I sleep, Guan Ning thought to herself.

She turned around, looked at the platycodon in her hand, and remembered that Bi Yao said that this bunch of flowers was given by the boss of Bihailantian.

She didn't know the boss, she didn't know his relationship with Master, and she couldn't figure out whether the other party's intentions were good or bad.

The wind outside the window rushed in quickly, sweeping the face with a coolness. According to the lunar calendar, the beginning of autumn has passed, and the temperature will gradually drop. Looking at the dark night outside the window, Guan felt that this is really an "eventful autumn".

With the speed of the car pedaled to the bottom all the way, the group of them arrived at Fengqi Mountain in the middle of the night.

Monsters, as monsters, actually have some ability to fly through the clouds.It's just that they are different from ghosts and ghosts. Their cultivated bodies can be captured by various electronic cameras. In order not to be exposed, they usually rely on walking or riding in a car.

In the dead of night, Wen Zihe and his party had no scruples and used a magic trick to reach the top of Yanshan Mountain in a blink of an eye.

Bringing Lu Yebai with him, it is naturally impossible to walk through the heavily guarded main entrance.Wen Zihe planned to try the back door first, if Lu Yebai couldn't get in, then he would stay in Yanshan and go in to find Duan Yuming by himself.

The hole in Fengqi Mountain's enchantment cannot be seen with the naked eye. Wen Zihe and Guan Ning have walked through it a few times, and they can only feel where it is.

Bi Yao came here for the first time, a little surprised: "This is..."

"This is a hole my master accidentally poked out, and it hasn't been repaired. It's just... used as a back door." Guan Ning said, "Not many people know about it, so we call it a dog hole."

At that time, there were actually a few people who witnessed the birth of this dog cave with her, but the master only told herself that the dog cave was not sealed.Later, once, she was working with the young master and the eldest son, so she told them about this dog hole.

Wen Zihe hesitated for a while, grabbed Lu Yebai's wrist, and touched the dog hole tentatively, seeing that he was not repelled, he helped him and walked in.

"what happened to him?"

Duan Yuming, who was awakened, opened his sleepy eyes and asked the person who broke into the house in the middle of the night.

Wen Zihe put Lu Yebai on the bed, with a rare look of fatigue on his face: "He was tampered with by monsters. His body is still stable, but he can't wake up."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and took a look. Lu Yebai's eyes were slightly closed at the moment, his expression was serene, and there was still a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, he didn't know what dream he was having.

At that time, he had not been driving for a long time. After thinking about it on the road, he still felt uneasy. He planned to hide his body secretly, follow Lu Yebai for a while, and then find a reason to get him back to Wen's house.

Once this thought popped up, there was no going back.

He turned back immediately.But it was still a step too late, and I didn't see any monsters, only picked up a young man who was asleep and unable to wake up.

He should have understood that guarding Lu Yebai is not a long-term solution, but the other party is in the dark and he is in the light. He thought that he would put people by his side and deal with Duan Ya and Zhi Shan as soon as possible, and he would be safe. Within a few minutes of separation, the other party was able to seize the opportunity so quickly, how long had he been spying in secret?

Duan Yuming stepped forward, took a good look at Lu Yebai, and felt his pulse again: "He should have had close contact with a monster, and the other party intentionally exuded a strong monster's aura. hinder."

There were only a few human beings that Wen Zihe had close contact with, and he didn't know what kind of mysterious effects the monster energy had, so he asked, "Is there a way to wake him up?"

"Let him wake up?" Duan Yuming said, "Did you forget that he still has Ying Hui's soul? You don't know who it was that woke him up. The Yaoqi has come into contact with him, and it is very likely that Ying Hui came back to life." .In my opinion, let him fall asleep like this, or I will give him a sword directly, and it will be settled once and for all, and the Yaozu will never have to worry about it."

Speaking of the latter, he already took on a joking tone, but looking at Wen Zihe's expression, it was obvious that the man didn't think it was funny.

Wen Zihe said in a flat tone, "If the evil spirit came into contact with him like this, Ying Hui would be able to come back to life. They don't have to wait until this day. Give him a sword, and Ying Hui will be killed together. Your father would have done it long ago." gone."

The only people who knew that Ying Hui had escaped were the Demon King and the two of them back then. A cold-blooded character like Demon King Duan Yanlin acquiesced in his secret monitoring of Lu Yebai and never interfered. Immortal should hide that cunning thing, wanting to wait and see what happens.

"I think so." Duan Yuming had no choice but to say sternly, "This kind of situation is actually not uncommon. After all, he is a mortal body. It is normal for him to be unconscious under the impact of the evil spirit. I will give you the prescriptions of several herbs. Let Xingni go to Gan Songzhai, who specializes in medicinal materials in the clan, to get it."

Wen Zihe originally wanted to come and leave quietly, and it would be best not to show up at Fengqi Mountain.Hearing Gan Songzhai's familiar name now, he couldn't help thinking of the long-lost old friend, and frowned slightly: "Don't bother her, I'll go by myself."

Fengqi Mountain has been closed and conservative all year round, maintaining a beautiful appearance. After all, this environment is the best for monsters to practice.

Where the moonlight gathers, it is easy to grow some precious medicinal herbs. If these medicinal herbs are allowed to compete, they will definitely fight, which is too hurtful.Therefore, it all belongs to the public, and the special Gansongzhai is responsible for the collection and unified management.

A few people outside Gan Song Zhai were taking out medicinal herbs to dry, when they saw him coming, they knelt in a row from a distance: "Young master."

Wen Zihe stayed away from Fengqi Mountain for too long, and he was not used to their habit of kneeling when they had nothing to do, so he waved his hand slightly: "Get up."

Although he tried his best to avoid getting involved with Feng Qishan, but he also participated in some major cases in the history of Yaozu out of the intention of helping Duan Yuming.If these experiences were listed one by one, it would be very impressive, and unintentionally won him the respect of the people in the clan.

"Is Senior Gan Song here?" Wen Zihe asked one of them.

"Yes. The master is watering the flowers in the backyard." The young disciple replied, "I will take the young master there."

"No need." Wen Zihe had already walked through the door, "I know the way."

The roof of Gansongzhai is still made of straw, surrounded by wood, and the wind leaks in from time to time.In such a place where the winter is cool and the summer is warm, that old stubborn can really live there. He hasn't dismantled and rebuilt it for thousands of years, so he probably doesn't care about foreign things anymore, and has devoted all his attention to the research of medicinal materials.

The backyard is actually not behind the thatched house, but a few tens of meters to the east after the back door.Wen Zihe walked all the way, and found that the surrounding scenery was not different from what he remembered.

Obviously a hundred years have passed.

"Senior Gan Song." Wen Zihe approached the old man watering the flowers, and shouted behind him.

The old man watering the flowers didn't respond. Wen Zihe knew that he was deaf, and was about to shout again, but the old man in front of him suddenly turned around, and his movements were so fast that he suspected that it was actually a young man.

The old man quickly raised his hand, and hit him on the head with the object in his hand, and the sound was like a bell: "Little brat, do you still know how to come back?"

The thing that hit him on the head was a bunch of grass, it didn't hurt or itch, Wen Zihe said with a smile: "Senior, your weapon doesn't seem to be very useful."

Gan Song: "What did you say?"

Wen Zihe: "..."

He hasn't seen this senior Gan Song with bad ears for many years, and if he is not careful, he will forget to speak louder.

The title of Senior Gan Song is actually nondescript.Wen Zihe only lived in Gan Song Zhai for a few years when he was a child, and Gan Song is the owner of the Zhai, not his predecessor.

It's just that he didn't like to talk when he was young, and he wouldn't ask others for advice when he had a problem. After living for a while, he still didn't know how to address Gan Song, but when he saw other people calling him that in the room, he followed suit.

Senior Gan Song's beard and hair are all white, but his waist is still straight, and he even has to do things like watering the flowers and pulling the weeds himself, it seems that he is quite energetic, Wen Zihe felt relieved and said, "Didn't I come back to see you? "

Senior Gan Song snorted, and his beard was blown up: "Will you wait for me to enter the coffin next time?"

The Patriarch of the Rat Clan told him at the time that the people who took him home were all enemies. Although this statement was a bit extreme, it was not too wrong.The only person who stayed out of the matter back then was the owner of Gan Songzhai, so Wen Zihe didn't feel any burden in his heart when he came here.

It's just that he is also guarding the tomb in name, and it is easy for people to see him coming and going, causing trouble for Gan Songzhai, and he has only returned a few times in the past few hundred years.

"Oh. It's miserable to guard the tomb." Wen Zihe sighed half-truthfully, "I don't have any freedom, I can't run down."

"Tch. You didn't want to go on your own." Senior Gan Song put down the grass in his hand, picked up a watering ladle to water the flowers, "I can't take responsibility for the choices I made? I'll teach you for nothing."

In front of Senior Gan Song, Wen Zihe became an obedient elementary school student: "How dare I forget what you said."

After a pause, he added, "After all, the voice is so loud."

Senior Gan Song waved the ladle in his hand: "You brat, I can't beat you to death!"

Wen Zihe's eardrums hurt a bit, he took a step to the side, dodged the water scoop, and said concernedly: "Be careful of jumping to your waist."

Gan Song stared, "I'm in good health."

"Then I'm relieved." Wen Zihe suddenly became serious, with concern in his eyes, "Actually, I still miss you in my heart."

Gan Song knew that Wen Zihe's mouth, apart from being blind and poor, didn't have much eloquence, let alone express any emotion.Seeing him say such a sentence seriously at this moment, my heart softened, and I threw the water ladle waving in my hand: "I'm worried about it, and I won't come back to take a look. Stay for a few days before going back?"

Wen Zihe shook his head: "I'm afraid it won't work today. Senior, I want to ask you for some medicinal materials."

"What medicine?" Senior Gan Song's eyes almost lit up when he heard the medicine.

He took the list and took a look. These herbs are very common, and they are all the type of strengthening the spirit and stabilizing the soul. The medicine is not strong, and monsters generally don't eat it.

"Is this for people to eat?"

Wen Zihe said nonsense: "I was out of the mountain yesterday, accidentally bumped into a person, and knocked him out. It must be that the evil spirit hit his soul, and he didn't wake up. Do you have these kinds of medicinal materials here? "

"Of course there are." Senior Gan Song walked towards the thatched cottage, "When you take it back, you need to decoct it with cold spring water, and you will wake up in three days."

Wen Zihe took the medicinal materials, thanked Senior Gan Song, without delay, promised to visit him next time, and went out.

"Evil spirit can make people lose their minds? I have never heard of it for hundreds of years." Senior Gan Song looked at his back, like looking at his own incompetent child. The problem of speaking has changed, I thought I could have a lot of promise, but now I can't make up a lie."

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Lu: Wife, I also think that you are not telling lies. For example, the last time you touched my wrist, you insisted on saying that you were looking at the charm bracelet. In fact, the charm bracelet is on my other wrist...

Wen (pretending to be calm): You have to go through the old accounts too.

Lu (looks at Wen eagerly): Then, why don't you make some new accounts now?