startled autumn

"Except for Shen Zhiqiu, everyone stands at a distance and is not allowed to come over." Ning Banque turned around and said.

Han Bi immediately said with a blank expression: "Everyone disperse."

Hearing this, Xiao Shaoling knocked on the iron cage next to him with great force, the sound was so crisp that it made people tremble inexplicably, and then he took the lead to walk behind Han Bi, and retreated after him.

The rest of the people responded one after another.

Ning Banque brushed the tangled black hair on Zhao Mingchuan's face, first looked at him and sighed, then said to Shen Zhiqiu in a low voice: "I planted the Gu mother in Zhao Mingchuan's body, his mind will naturally be affected , although it won't turn into Yaoren's appearance of being neither human nor ghost, but it is still unavoidable to get the habit of smoke and sinking Gu, which is quite different from the past."

The others surrounded in a circle in the distance, under the coercion of Xiao Shaoling, no one dared to approach and disturb, and naturally they would not hear what Ning Banque was saying softly, even so, Shen Zhiqiu lowered his voice and replied: "You said However, the Gu was planted to save his life."

"At that time, Wei Tingzhou had already recorded Yan Yu's life in its entirety. To him, Zhao Mingchuan was of no use other than being made into a medicine man. If I wanted to save him, I could only let him and Yan Shen Gu The symbiosis between mother and mother made Wei Tingzhou in a dilemma, unable to attack him." Ning Banque said, "Now that I think about it, I saved you quietly in Yancheng before, and later I saved Zhao Mingchuan, so Wei Tingzhou wanted to kill me because of that. It's just normal."

Although I don't know why Ning Banque suddenly mentioned the matter of Yancheng, but this life-saving grace does exist, Shen Zhiqiu can only slowly say: "Thank you."

Ning Banque looked at his earnest expression of thanks, and obviously wanted to laugh, but in the end he couldn't force a decent smile, so he just looked down at Zhao Mingchuan who looked confused again, and sighed: "You and Zhao Mingchuan are so stupid , if there is no one to help, I really don't know how to live until now..."

Hearing this, Shen Zhiqiu pursed his lips knowingly and remained silent.

Zhao Mingchuan was ignored by the two for a while, struggled impatiently, and started talking again: "Help me...help me..." It was as if he could only say this sentence.

"Understood, just remember to ask Wei Tingzhou to teach you a few more words next time... Forget it, there won't be another time." Ning Banque raised his eyebrows and glanced at Shen Zhiqiu, "I have three things to deliver Here you go, you can't forget anything."

"it is good."

"The first thing is that I can't let my master know about the fact that I made a pharmacist for revenge. I don't want him to regret accepting me as a disciple."

Shen Zhiqiu nodded.

Ning Banque's voice paused: "Secondly, although the Gu mother can't bring the dead back to life, she can save a person's life when life and death are hovering. It's a pity that everything has a price. Zhao Mingchuan survived, and his four meridians and eight channels were also affected by the Gu poison. Invasion, only the Gu mother can still suppress one or two, but once I take the Gu mother out of his body, within a month, he will die of exhaustion."

"...Is there a way to detoxify?"

Ning Banque: "This is the second thing I want to tell you. After I take out the Gu mother, no matter how Wei Tingzhou tried his best to stop it, I must take it back to my master."

Shen Zhiqiu asked: "Can You Ming detoxify?"

Ning Banque: "The Gu mother is the antidote. As long as there is a Gu mother, the master can completely remove the Gu poison in Zhao Mingchuan's body, and let him return to the old gentleman's sword."

When Shen Zhiqiu heard this, he was naturally obliged: "I will definitely do it."

Ning Banque suddenly stood up at this time, with a gloomy face, slowly took two steps back, condescendingly watching Shen Zhiqiu and Zhao Mingchuan, his lips parted slightly, as if he couldn't say anything.

"The third thing..." Ning Banque said hoarsely, "You tell Zhao Mingchuan for me, since I have saved his life, then he must not break his promise to do what I ask him to do."

The words were so weird that even Shen Zhiqiu couldn't help frowning when he heard this.Even though Ning Banque did save Zhao Mingchuan's life, half of Zhao Mingchuan's desperation is due to Wei Tingzhou's wolf ambition, and the other half is due to Ning Banque. With the two offsetting, what else can Zhao Mingchuan owe him?

"Hold him down." Ning Banque ordered.

Shen Zhiqiu couldn't figure it out for a while, so he had to do what he said, and continued to exert force with the palms of both hands, pressing Zhao Mingchuan's shoulders to prevent him from moving around. At the fingertips, insert seven silver needles into the seven large points on the top of Zhao Mingchuan's head in sequence.

Strange to say, as the silver needle entered the acupuncture point, Zhao Mingchuan gradually became quieter, and finally sat cross-legged on the spot, with his eyes closed, and a little unbearable pain between his brows, as if he was in a battle between heaven and man.

Ning Banque took out a slender and sharp knife from the needle bag, the handle of the knife was firmly held in the palm of his hand, the tip of the knife was facing down, and he did not move for a while.

Shen Zhiqiu asked, "What are you going to do?"

Ning Banque just smiled, his expression was usually cold, but now he smiled so much that the corners of his eyes were curled up, with a hint of sincerity, as if he had untied the hard armor that fit perfectly, just for... a belated relief.

Shen Zhiqiu's heart suddenly moved, and something that he couldn't figure out suddenly revealed a little clue to him. Ning Banque's smile, his gesture of holding the knife, and his words gradually piled up into a question: What Ning Banque asked him to do? The third thing was to ask him to tell Zhao Mingchuan a word, but after thinking about it, if he had something in his heart, why didn't he say it himself, instead of giving it to others?

Unless he has no chance to speak.

"If you want to detox Zhao Mingchuan's poison with the heavy smoked Gu mother, you still need to blindly induce it." The light and shade of the knife passed by Ning Banque's side face lightly, and silently elicited the second half of his sentence, which made everyone feel angry. They were all calm as if they were watching, "It's a kind of Guren's heart."

Shen Zhiqiu: "Wait—"

Before he finished speaking, Ning Banque flipped his wrist, and the point of the knife sank into his chest in an instant.

There was a trance in front of his eyes, and Ning Banque suddenly remembered many years ago, when he was still in Yancheng.

It was an afternoon with warm sunshine, and he accompanied You Ming to dry books outside the courtyard.You Ming is strict by nature, and always has to check the medical books and letters handed down by his ancestors page by page, and it will take a lot of time to go back and forth. Get him to talk.

"Master, you said that the smoke sinking Gu is the holy medicine that can bring the dead back to life. However, once the patient is separated from the body, the patient will die due to the exhaustion of the poison. In my opinion, this is not a holy medicine at all. It is just a return to light when death is approaching."

You Ming replied softly: "When the Gu mother leaves the body, the painstaking efforts of the Gu planter are needed. At that time, the Gu mother who has left the host will eat the heart of the Gu planter as a medicine, and then make the Gu mother into an antidote. In this way, the Gu poison will be removed and the host will be restored to health."

Ning Banque was slightly taken aback: "How can there be a doctor who can even use his own heart as a medicine to save people?"

You Ming reached out and touched his head, and said, "There is always a price for everything, Que Er, you have to remember that in this world, there is no such thing as resurrection..."

The next moment, he thought again of the dying Zhao Mingchuan in the dark and smoky valley.

Zhao Mingchuan had a broken arm, he lost a lot of blood, and his vision gradually became blurred. Ning Banque squatted beside him, and tapped his acupuncture points to stop the bleeding, so that he would die later, and at least he could say a few more words.

"As long as you promise me one thing, I will save you immediately."

Zhao Mingchuan stared at him blankly, his lips parted slightly, his mouth was full of blood foam.

Ning Banque said cautiously: "I have a master who is the best person in the world. However, an apprentice who has done many wrong things like me can no longer stand by his side. Me, I am very worried... I think you are not bad, you are a rare good person, if I can save you, you will owe me your life, and take care of him for me in the future. "

Zhao Mingchuan didn't respond, but closed his eyes heavily.

"I'll take it as your consent." Ning Banque smiled with downcast eyes.

Ning Banque blinked slowly, holding a burst of true energy, and hovered the tip of the knife full of blood on Zhao Mingchuan's lips with his own hands. He staggered and almost fell down in pain. Hold his wrist so that he will not fall short.

No one asked him why he did it, because there was no need to speak.

"Everyone has their own destiny." Shen Zhiqiu heard Han Bi's voice echoing vaguely in his mind, which seemed to be a self-evident answer, "And his ending has already been written by him."

There is no such thing as bringing the dead back to life in the world. After all, it is just a life for another life.

The rich aroma of orchids gradually wafted out, and a small dark purple insect quietly poked its head out of Zhao Mingchuan's ear. Flying towards Ning Banque's bleeding heart, he struggled to get in.

The moment it left, Zhao Mingchuan's eyes, which had been closed for a long time, opened immediately, revealing a little clarity that hadn't seen the sun for many years.

As always.

"...I promise you." He looked firmly at Ning Banque who had already fallen into Shen Zhiqiu's arms, and replied in a barely audible hoarse voice.

Ning Banque let out a low growl in pain, the veins on his forehead were mixed with cold sweat, and as his face became paler and faintly breathless, he opened his mouth slightly and whispered intermittently towards Shen Zhiqiu Said: "Give the Gu mother...to my master...don't...tell him...what I have done..."

Shen Zhiqiu only felt a surge of sadness in his throat, so he had to resist the slight soreness, and said word by word: "I will tell You Ming that you have gone wandering, and then find a younger apprentice for him. , to look like you, and to have an innocent and pure personality...I remember everything, don't worry."

Ning Banque thought to himself: This is good, at least in Master's heart, I am still his Queer. Although I am a little naughty at times, I am kind-hearted and never do bad things.Therefore, the little apprentice I found for Master is like me when I was a child; Zhao Mingchuan, who will take care of Master for me in the future, is like me when I grow up.

As long as he stays by You Ming's side, he must be a rare good boy from the beginning to the end....

Ning Banque opened his eyes, allowing the heart-pounding pain to flow freely to his limbs and bones. His body was just a cold shell, numb to the point of losing consciousness little by little. He is racing against time to reunite with his dreams for many years.

It was his carefree childhood, the days of accompanying You Ming in Yancheng, and the long-awaited long-awaited distance with his old friend. As for the fear and hatred that made him sleepless day and night, they were suddenly captured Throw it to the ends of the earth, and I can't remember half of it.

Shen Zhiqiu pressed his heart and asked him in a low voice: "Where is your hometown? I will send you back."

Ning Banque thought, this probably means setting up a tombstone for him.

It's a pity that he bears blood and deep hatred on his body, his hometown has become a taboo, and he dare not mention where he was born; later he betrayed his teacher, so far he cannot be forgiven by You Ming, and where his soul returns has become empty talk in a blink of an eye.Life and death, but in the end he didn't get a proper home, no wonder when he was in Yancheng, You Ming often reminded him not to play around, afraid that he would not find his way home.

Ning Banque lowered his eyelids heavily, and finally let out the last breath he had held in for all these years.

"I can not go back."