Tiansheng 15 years

There was a long silence.

Luo Yang glanced at him with ocher red eyes, and said softly in his gradually disappointed eyes: "Uncle."

He was only five years old when he heard the words Shishu for the first time, and it was when he stumbled to learn how to read and study.On that day, he was sent to the Songheyan school by his master early, and not long after he sat down, a child who was older than him came over and looked eagerly at the plum blossoms on his desk and ordered green cakes.

"Uncle, I'm hungry."

He handed the pastry and asked, "How do you know I'm your uncle?"

"The servant who brought me told me so."

"Oh, what else did he say?"

"Well, listen to my uncle, don't make you angry."

"Then what's your name?"

"Yinwei."

Yinwei, the disciple De Mao picked up from outside, this name is not only a Taoist name but also a name.He is loyal to his master, regardless of whether his master's words or actions are right or wrong.

"Master Yinwei, why are you here?" Bo Yan was surprised.

"Scattered." Yin Weijun looked embarrassed, and his voice was too hoarse.After saying these three words, he fell headlong and fell into a coma.

The corner of Bo Yan's mouth twitched, but he still waved his hand to call the guards back.

It has been ten days since entering the ruins, and the action seems to have come.

Back at the lake where they camped, Bo Yan asked people to show Yinwei, and at the same time went to find Liang Fei and Qin Bingming in person.After entering the cave, Liang Feiqin had already fallen asleep, while Luo Yang was reading a book.

When is this, you still have time to read a book.Bo Yan said indignantly via sound transmission.

What's wrong?Taking back the book, Luo Yang asked.

Bo Yan said: When I was collecting firewood just now, De Mao's disciple Yinwei emerged from the forest.It looked like he had gone through a fierce battle, and he fainted after saying three words, and now he is outside by the lake.

Guard Luo, do you think it's necessary to wake up the third son?

No need.

Since it was aimed at him, it was natural for him to come forward.

That day, he didn't feel wrong from the glimpse of Zangshu Pavilion, they really wanted to kill him.

After leaving the cave and by the lake, Luo Yang asked the doctor who was treating the wound, "How is Mr. Yinwei's injury?"

With a shake of the doctor's hand that sprinkled the medicine powder, most of the bottle of medicine powder was dumped on the wound, forming a small mountain. "Returning to the real person, I lost a lot of blood and didn't touch the water for a few days, so I passed out. As long as I wake up and take care of it for more than ten days, I will be fine." Calmly spread the pile of medicine powder with his fingers.

Bo Yan asked, "What if you can't wake up?"

The doctor was stunned for a moment, and said hesitantly: "If you can't wake up, it may be like this all the time."

Bo Yan sent a voice transmission to Luo Yang: Do you want to stay awake?He has a strange medicine given by his young master in his hand, as long as he takes a little, no one below the golden core will be able to detect it.

Luo Yang said: Stay here and wait and see what happens.

Bo Yan asked again: "Then he is so badly injured, shouldn't he be moved!" He put his hand on the doctor's shoulder.

The doctor followed suit and said: "It's best not to move." Does he dare to say move?Speaking of the hand on the shoulder, who knows if it will move to his neck, he dare not bet.

"If that's the case, then I'll trouble you." Patting the doctor's shoulder approvingly, Bo Yan pulled Luo Yang aside, and talked about the arrangements for the night with gestures.In private, he asked via voice transmission: Do you want to tell Third Young Master their purpose?

Luo Yang said: No need, telling him will arouse their vigilance.

Bo Yan said speechlessly: I really can't see that you like the third son, really.

Luo Yang gave him a cold look, and walked towards the place where Bao Yan and the others gathered firewood.Bo Yan hesitated for a while, but chose to stay behind.If someone wakes up, he is not here, Luo Yang is not there, and this person stumbles, then they will be very unlucky.For them, he couldn't go either.

Twilight has come, and the darkness gradually engulfs the surrounding fields, and fires are lit in the caves and by the lakes.Liang Feiqin got up from the couch, and vaguely recalled the name of the captain of his own guard.

"Sir, you are awake."

The vice-captain's flattering voice rang in his ears, Liang Feiqin frowned suspiciously, and opened his eyes.

"Where is Luo Yang?"

Ren Jiting replied: "The captain is out."

Liang Feiqin rubbed his eyes and asked, "Go out? What did you go out for?"

"Guard Bo met the injured Mr. Yinwei and brought him back. Captain Luo went to have a look, and then went to erase the traces around him." He didn't dare to lie about this, because Bo Yan was there, Mr. Ruo Ask him for proof, and he's done.

"Yinwei is injured? Isn't he with senior brother Deyou? What about my senior brother and the others?" Eagerly, he got on the bed and ran out of the cave.

"Hey, young master, you put on your shoes first, and then your clothes." Ren Cicada chased after him with his shoes in his arms and his coat in his arms.

In the tent by the lake, Liang Feiqin was sitting on the ground, and in front of him was a doctor standing with hands down.He asked: "Is Yinwei's injury serious? When will he wake up? No, you wake him up now. I have something to ask him."

The doctor said: "My lord, is this bad? It won't benefit the wounded."

"Wake him up." Liang Feiqin only had these three simple words, but the coldness in his tone overflowed, and he had the intention of doing it himself if the doctor didn't wake him up.

Golden needles need to be careful and careful. Although medical practitioners practice medicine, they are only slightly accomplished in medical skills, but they only dabble in golden needles.

Being careful and careful, he pricked the golden needle, and then woke up the sleeping person on the soft couch.

Beside the couch, Liang Feiqin was stunned.He was sweating from the doctor's forehead before, he was indecisive with golden needles, and it took him a long time to do it, thinking that it would be difficult and dangerous, but the way you woke him up was to shake him.

Since it was shaking him awake, he might as well come, he would have woken him up long ago.

"My lord, I'm awake." Then he hid under the lamp and went to pack the bottles and cans.

"Yinwei, Yinwei." He half-kneeled in front of the couch and asked, "Where's Brother Deyou? Where's Yinhe? And your guards? Are they all dead?"

"Uncle Desu." Yinwei opened his eyes but stared blankly at the top of the tent. He groped and grabbed Liang Feiqin's hand, crying, "Uncle Desu, Uncle Desu, they are all dead. , are all dead!!!"

"I don't believe it!!!" Liang Feiqin shook off Yinwei's hand and grabbed his collar, trying to pull him up from the couch.

Surrounded by ice and snow, frost covered his hands, he was surrounded by Luo Yang from behind and gently pulled away his hand holding Yinwei.

"Son."

Nesting against the ice and snow, he calmed down a lot, but his mood was still fluctuating.

"Luo Yang, he said, he said..."

"I heard it." The hand on the waist moved to the eyes, and Luo Yang whispered in the ear: "You can't panic." Then he let go of his hand, took a step back, and let Ren Cicada come over to help him put on his shoes.

"Young Master Yinwei, please tell me in detail how you were attacked."

"Attacked?" Yinwei seemed puzzled, then coughed violently, shouting some words indistinctly.

The doctor came forward and said at the same time: "My lord, it's getting late today, so I'll ask tomorrow if you have anything to do." Now even if you know the whole story, you can't leave immediately!

Luo Yang also said: "Sir, go back. Mr. Yinwei's injury is not optimistic, let's talk about it tomorrow." Putting his hand on his shoulder, he took the powerless man out of the tent and placed him on the fire beside.

On a spring night in March, the heat was as hot as in August. Liang Feiqin sat by the fire, but felt cold all over his body.Looking at the blazing flames, he couldn't help stretching out his hand.

"Young Master." His trembling fingers were wrapped in cold hands, Luo Yang squatted beside him, and said, "Young Master, please calm down. Daoist Deyou is a respected man, and God will definitely bless him."

Liang Feiqin smiled wryly and said, "I'm worried that the heavens will see my brother get old and call him back." He doesn't have a deep relationship with Master Deyou.

Daoist Deyou formed the alchemy more than 200 years ago, and he is nearly 300 years old this year. He has no idea who he has made enemies with in the past [-] years.Now, Daoist Deyou was attacked and died, and the only person in charge of Songheyan in the ruins was Luo Yang, who was in the Jindan stage but was actually in the Nascent Soul stage.

Luo Yang was born as a guard. Although his realm is high and strong, his background always makes him shorter than these young masters from the immortal family.

In a hurry, we can only show our hole cards first.

He looked at Luo Yang and asked silently.Luo Yang pondered for a while, and said: "My lord, it's not now." He still hesitated to say that the team led by Daoist Deyou was wiped out.He didn't believe that everyone was dead, but Yinwei escaped alive and met them by chance.Although the injury on Yinwei's body cannot be faked, he still knows the trick.

"why?"

"I know that." Bo Yan came over with a cup of hot water in his hand.He gave the water to Liang Feiqin, and said in his impatient eyes: "Mr. Yinwei is also in the foundation building stage like you, he can take it out and meet us, and I want Daoist Deyou to be a gold medalist." Reverend Dan must be safe and sound." He said earnestly: "Third son, Mr. Yinwei is obviously... frightened, and you can't believe everything he said. What's more, it's better to believe that Daoist Deyou is safe than... wait, Third Young Master, what is the matter with your eyes?"

"Uh, before I left, I went to the Siguo Cliff in the back mountain in the name of my master to give a food box to an unknown old cultivator. The old cultivator insisted on telling me a fortune-telling. I don't want it. He refused to let me go. Later, I had no choice but to give him the birth date of Senior Brother Deyou, and then the old cultivator said..."

Go, go, go, don't mourn, don't mourn!

Boy, take a good look at it and entrust it to a good family in the next life!

Then blast him out of the cave.

Bo Yan looked at Liang Feiqin with strange eyes, and asked, "Third Young Master, why do you have the birth date of Daoist Deyou? Where did you get it?" The birth date of the cultivator is very important.

"My eldest brother, your young master gave it to you." He said to remember it just in case.He replied: "Whether it's useful to remember, will he curse people?"His elder brother said: "Bo Yanhui, my brother will lend you Bo Yan when the time comes."

In the end, Bo Yan really came.