Outdated swordsman begging online

Qin Zheng also served him a bowl and put it on the table: "Drink a bowl to warm up your body too. This injury will take some time to heal, and it will be hard work for Old Guzhu Su!"

"Heh..." Wen Tingyun gave Su Dan a white look, very disdainful, and couldn't help snorting a sneer from his nose.

Su Dan was relatively restrained in front of him, and he didn't dare to yell like a brat, so he sat down and drank the soup: "Where's the fourth child?"

"He went back overnight. He was fooled by his own people. He was angry." Wen Tingyun raised his head and drank a whole bowl, held it in front of him, and winked at Qin Zheng: "I want more."

Qin Zheng smiled, turned around to serve him soup, picked and picked in the pot, stuffed a big bowl with chicken legs and heads, and picked one for Su Dan.

"What do you mean being fooled by your own people?" Su Dan gnawed on the chicken leg, somewhat satisfied.

"I sent He Chi to investigate the person from the Demon Sect who haunted Guanghan earlier. He found some clues, saying that the person should be from Qigu. Fu Yan has not returned to Broken Water Cliff since he failed in the martial arts competition. He Chi followed them all the way and found out that Guanghan and Shaolin were going to join hands to arrest me. He set up a trap in Meizhuang and waited for me to fall into the trap. He Chi rushed back non-stop to remind me to be careful, but when he arrived in Luoyang, he heard about Meizhuang. Zhuang Dahuo thought that something happened to me, but after going there, he found out that it was just a trap."

Wen Tingyun smacked his lips, and said lightly: "The seventh child also wants to touch me, but he certainly won't listen to Dagu Master and the others. I'm afraid he is thinking about something. For the same reason, the fourth child rushed to Luoyang in a hurry, but He said that the person who went to Yotsugu to inform him was a person from Yagu, and it is well known that I showed up in the martial arts competition to recruit relatives, so the fourth brother was so easy to be fooled."

Su Dan frowned uncommonly, and sighed for a while, "Only the fourth brother is protecting you, and the others are all harboring their own agendas. It will be very difficult for you in the future. And now you have to mix with Qin Qin again." ...Forget it, pretend I didn't say it."

Qin Zheng couldn't tell whether it was aimed at him or Wen Tingyun. It seems that the people of the Demon Cult are not only in discord these days, but also try their best to trip each other up. There is no big war coming to fight together. The enemy should wake up.

The strange thing is that Su Han and Wei Bing knew that he and Wen Tingyun were hiding in the Su Mansion early in the morning, but there was no movement. Even if Su Han sneaked him out tonight, it was just an order from his master and did not hurt his life. .

But the most important thing was to deal with Wen Tingyun.

"The eighteen gong formation is a special formation practiced by eminent monks in Shaolin Temple. It is intended to trap the enemy and capture them alive. They used this formation to target you. Do they want to get something from you?" Qin Zheng was puzzled. He took a bottle of medicine and rubbed it on his hands, and rubbed it until it was warm before rubbing it on Wen Tingyun's back.

Fortunately, it was eighteen bronze gongs, and the monks' weapons were Zen sticks, which would not bruise their skin when they were hit. However, each of the eighteen people came with a stick. Although Wen Tingyun's back did not bleed, the black and purple stick-shaped bruises were still there. Shocking.

Moreover, Shaolin eminent monks have deep internal energy, and flesh and blood injuries are trivial matters. If the flesh and blood can withstand the blow of a stick, the internal energy will be transmitted to the lungs, and it will not be curable if any important organ is injured.

Qin Zheng sighed while applying the medicine, and finally realized what it was like to hit someone else and hurt her heart.

If his martial arts were still good, why would people bully Wen Tingyun, making him worried and scarred.

Wen Tingyun shrugged his shoulders, pretending to be relaxed and said: "Who knows what they are going to do, the attack was really powerful, they hit a mile away from Meizhuang, and the bald donkeys were still chasing after them. I looked at the strings of the fourth son. It was about to be broken, but fortunately there was no danger, my fourth child and I came out, but our casualties were heavy, but Mei Zhuang and Guang Han didn't get any advantage."

Qin Zheng can imagine how the good and the evil fight late at night, how horrible the scene is, Wei Bingqing will not be soft on the members of the Demon Cult, and Wen Tingyun is a murderer without blinking an eye, this encounter is like a thunderbolt, even if Shaolin The eminent monk restrained his hands and feet. I'm afraid that after tonight, Wen Tingyun, the title of little devil, would never be able to be removed.

"Brother, what did Su Han want from you?" Wen Tingyun didn't blame Su Dan for the first time, and he must have known that their whereabouts were under Wei Bingqing's control.

Qin Zheng took out 'Concubine Xiao' from her arms and put it on the table, and said frankly: "Let me give you medicine, it's not poison/drug, it just makes you hallucinate, when you show up at the martial arts conference, the medicine If it doesn't work, they can deal with you without breaking a sweat."

He told the two of the conversation between himself and Su Han, but he omitted the teasing of the young lady in the golden house.

After Su Dan listened, he took the bottle and opened it for a closer look. He pinched one out and cut it open with some water. He tasted it on the tip of his tongue and said, "It can be said that he is an expert in poison control, but he is not as good as me. Qin Zheng, do you think your mother did it?"

"That's what Su Han said." Qin Zheng recalled that Liu Jinzhi really liked to study herbal medicine, but he hadn't heard that she also dabbled in poison making.

Su Dan suddenly held his head and said to himself: "It can't be such a coincidence...it can't be..."

Seeing him like this, Wen Tingyun was inexplicable: "What's wrong? What's the coincidence?"

Su Dan said: "Do you remember that when we tested Qin Zheng for drugs, I told you that this corpse king powder was made by me, and no one else could get it out! But I used to... I gave it to a People. No, it’s not a gift, it’s a failed attempt to poison.” Su Dan still felt a little regretful when he said it.

"The former Mrs. Qigu?" Wen Tingyun remembered that he had indeed said it, but he didn't care about it at the time.

"Yeah. It's been so many years ago, and I've only met her once. Looking back now, Mrs. Qigu's appearance is quite similar to yours." Su Danzai looked at Qin Zheng carefully, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt his eyebrows. It is similar to Mrs. Qigu Master: "The late Qigu Master's name was Gu Yuanhe. I heard that he was once a high disciple of Wudang Mountain. He killed his master for some reason, so he fled to the Dizang God Sect to seek refuge. Later He worked his way through meditation to become the owner of the valley, and even married a wife. I have never liked to inquire about other people's household affairs, and I have no doubts about who he married, what his name was, or why he willingly joined the religion because of what he committed. Clear. But in this way, it has been 26 years since the couple left the valley and suffered disasters."

Su Dan cautiously asked: "May I ask how old Qin Shaoxia is now?"

"26."

The owner of the seven valleys, Gu Yuanhe.

Liu Jinzhi never told anyone about his life experience until his death. Could it be that his own father was the late Valley Master of the Demon Cult?

Su Dan had a look of "So it's you", "tsk" several times, and gave Wen Tingyun a look: one of my own.

Wen Tingyun: "..."

Qin Zheng was a little confused: "My mother's drug production must have been carried out in secret without telling Wei Bingqing, why is it all in his hands now? Also, Ziqing said that the person from the Demon Cult who came to Guanghan once came from Qigu ? Why is it Qigu again..."

Su Dan said: "You said that Fu Yan is a treacherous and cunning man, could he be the one who sent him?"

"It's not like." Wen Tingyun said firmly: "That person is the son of the old Gu owner's confidant. He has no relationship with the current Fu Yan's power, and has no status in the valley. Fu Yan is very wary and has never reused him. He is almost equal to the type that is free-range in the valley to eat and wait to die."

Qin Zheng said: "In this way, this person should be about the same age as me. Is he still in Mingyin Valley?"

"It's gone. He Chi can only hear some sporadic news. This person has no sense of existence. People who know him say that he has disappeared for almost a year. Fu Yan once mentioned that someone in his valley defected, and he suspected that it was this person and you." Mother contacted privately and made a fuss about Guanghan Villa."

Wen Tingyun squeezed Qin Zheng's arm, and said softly: "It would be better not to be in the valley. If he is really the one who wanted to kill Su Han that night, he will definitely find a way to seek revenge from Su Han. And he should know a lot about About your life experience, maybe I will take the initiative to come to you."

What Su Han and Wei Bingqing did over there, Qin Zheng hasn't figured it out yet, and there is another unsolved case here. If he is really Gu Yuanhe's son, Wei Bingqing said that he colluded with the Demon Sect to overthrow him. Not wronged.Maybe Wei Bingqing knew about it, fearing that it would be bad for Guanghan if he returned to the Devil's Cult, so he chose not to say anything.

In short, it's all conjecture, Qin Zheng now wishes to see Lianqiao and the girl with the begonia flower tattoo immediately, and ask her own mother what kind of person she is and who her father is.

The past few months have passed in a daze, and I really want to start a new life soberly, even if I still can't escape the bloody storm, but now it's different from before, with Wen Tingyun beside him, even if he still has to go to the street to beg , Eat some leftovers and laugh coldly.

Qin Zheng said: "The martial arts conference will be held in a few days. Lianqiao and the others have sent me several letters, and they will definitely show up at that time. Let's talk about it when we meet. This time, your shoulder injury is no worse than before. There are still a few days left, and you can take good care of yourself at home."

Qin Zheng pulled up his clothes and asked him to fasten them, then turned around and prepared to cook noodles: "It's time to sleep after eating a bowl of noodles, Su Dan?"

Originally, he was hungry from chicken soup, but he saw Qin Zheng cook noodles with chicken soup, put condiments in an empty bowl in advance, and actually scooped up two tablespoons of hot sauce, if he ate it, he would die on the spot?

Su Dan shook his head while lifting the plate and stood up: "If you don't eat, don't eat, it's not convenient for me to disturb you here."

He got up and walked to the door. He thought of something and thought it was necessary to remind him. He turned around and said, "I am half a doctor anyway. Patients should obey the doctor's orders. That... Guzhu, you are not easy to overwork now. Raise essence and store tax, nourish, concentrate, store, sharp understand!"

The word "fine" is emphasized in such an artificial way, what is there not to understand.

Although Qin Zheng's back was turned, the roots of his ears were blushing, Wen Tingyun lifted a teapot and pretended to smash it, and then drove Su Dan away.

"Don't listen to his nonsense, cough...he's just a half-baked doctor, and he's pretending to be a magician, he doesn't know how to do it!" Wen Tingyun was really thinking about something in his mind, and he was a little embarrassed to be told about the central matter.

Qin Zheng cooked the noodles and put them in front of him. Seeing him gulp down the noodles, he was so satisfied that he couldn't help laughing: "You can't eat spicy food even if you bring it with you. After all these years, the taste is still so strong. Slow down." , I won’t fight with you.”

Wen Tingyun "sucked and sucked" to his heart's content, worked all night, and was beaten by the bald donkey randomly, so he shouldn't eat more.

There was still a noodle hanging from the corner of his mouth, and he raised his eyes: "When I cry spicy, someone coaxes me. I like being coaxed, so I always eat spicy food."

Qin Zheng didn't know whether he was acting like a baby or talking about love for a moment, so he carefully reached out and took the noodles from the corner of his mouth.

"Brother, the antidote is in Wei Bingqing's hands, you should promise him."

Qin Zheng was taken aback, he didn't expect that he had been thinking about this matter all the time: "He will give me an antidote or not, but it will be at the cost of killing other people's lives. Forget it. Didn't let the dog eat it."

Qin Zheng put away the bowl, turned his back and said softly: "Besides, you are the one who wants me to kill, what is the difference between this and killing me."

Hearing these words, Wen Tingyun stared at Qin Zheng's back almost fanatically. If his eyes were really like fire, Qin Zheng might have been burnt to death.

Master Wen Dagu couldn't get enough of such explicit words of love!

The author has something to say:

Last night, I turned it on in the middle of the night and changed the name. After thinking about it for a long time, I thought about a dozen or so before and after with my good friend author @罗月无康, and chose this one.The original intention of changing the name is because emmmm’s notoriety is really too serious. If readers see the name of the article and don’t have the desire to enter it, few people will see it when I write 20, so I still change it!Even the cover was changed to a cute and relaxed one.

However, for the previous cover, I am very grateful to my good friend @世有桃生 for making it for me. She is a great painter, she draws very well, and always encourages me!grateful!

If one day I also have my own readers, no matter what name I choose or how useless the copywriting is, someone will read it, and I will have the confidence to go my own way and follow my own preferences. Now I can't, Mengxin has compromised for the market, the only one What sticks is the way I write stories.

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