After several ups and downs, Pei Lanqiu came to the vicinity of Zhen'e Terrace.

Seeing someone coming, Long Jiu said, "Master Pei, Mr. Yang has been guarded by the brothers."

"Excuse me, everyone." Pei Lanqiu said, "Don't let everyone get close to him."

Long Jiu was a little puzzled, but after thinking for a while, he convinced himself: "Sect Leader Pei means that Mr. Yang may still be controlled by someone from the Demon Cult, right?"

The Yang family that Yang Wenzhi belonged to was a prominent family in the south of the Yangtze River. Although they didn't know that there was such a demon sect leader in their ancestors, causing the whole world to be bloody, but Pei Lanqiu stayed in the Yang family for a while and had contact with most of their clan members and related affairs.

What is certain is that the current Yang family definitely does not want to have anything to do with the Demon Cult.

"Yeah." Pei Lanqiu nodded, "The leader of the Demon Cult seems to have left a puppet mark on him, so he was controlled."

Long Jiu nodded solemnly: "Master Pei, don't worry, I will definitely let the brothers pay more attention."

While the two were talking, swords and swords were on the stage of suppressing evil, and all the people from the rivers and lakes below the stage and the people of Longdu who watched the excitement couldn't stop applauding, and some even made a bid.

Pei Lanqiu looked at the lively scene below: "Where is your master?"

Long Jiu was helpless: "Still sleeping...Long Qi and the others sent people back to the base first."

Down below, the warrior on the left suddenly flashed a saber light, and the younger one on the right retreated after repeated defeats, and was forced to the audience. Then he said unwillingly: "...I admit defeat!"

A few people looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, "Your eyes are really good!", and a few people were listless. Seeing the gongs and drums on the stage beating three more times, they were full of energy and threw themselves into the next round.

The openings over there are all opened by the people in private, and the government can't help it. There are everything in the lottery, and there is a lot of money, which is like a different kind of gambling.Dishes opened by the official martial arts league and the imperial court usually have a small carved wooden sword or a silk peach blossom symbolizing prosperity, which are also very popular among visitors because of their exquisite carvings.

Although Long Jiu followed Long Huayi and had a lot of contact with the head of Pei, it was difficult to find out his true temperament.This didn't look at the head of Pei going down with a serious face, and put three copper coins at the opening place held by the court to receive a lottery, which made Long Jiu's eyes widen in surprise.

Seeing this, Pei Lanqiu patiently explained: "My junior brother likes these gadgets."

When he thought of what his master had said, he felt very melancholy.

...how could he be willing to let Yingshi bleed.He sighed softly.

If the junior brother knew, the child would definitely bleed without saying a word, even if he could never do without this prescription, the junior brother would definitely not hesitate.

Oriole time...

Thinking of the boy, he couldn't help softening his eyes a little.

When the gong sounded three times, Pei Lanqiu saw that his bet had won, so she went downstairs under Long Jiu's hellish eyes, and went to get that delicate peach blossom. At the same time, she was planning to meet her master again tonight Let's discuss it.

"It's a bet, it's a bet!" There was a stall set up by a quack over there, yelling, "My lottery here is interesting, it depends on whether you believe it or not—"

Pei Lanqiu raised her eyebrows, put the peach blossoms into her sleeves, and leaned over to have a look.

That Jianghu man is also a well-informed man, he was not surprised when he saw such a ferocious-looking man parked in front of his booth, instead he said cheerfully: "Does this comrade want to place a bet?"

Pei Lanqiu asked: "What's your prize?"

The Jianghu people laughed and said: "Have you heard of the treasure map that is making a lot of noise? This is it for me!"

The people who were also attracted were dissatisfied: "Who knows if it's true or not!"

The Jianghu people were not angry either, and said with a smile: "That's why I said it - believe it or not. This is what I got from a You Fang Lang."

Pei Lanqiu suddenly said: "Since you shared it, you must have gained nothing."

People in the Jianghu are not embarrassed when their minds are exposed, but they are open and honest: "Of course! Otherwise, I will not take it out. And this treasure is not something I can swallow alone. It is also a good thing to share it with fellow Jianghu! "

"Of course, the premise is that you can decipher the above code after you get it." The Jianghu people said cheerfully.

Pei Lanqiu then made a bet along with the dubious warriors who didn't get the "treasure map".

"Hey, brother, that young man taught by Qinghong? I think that young man from Fanghua Sect is better..."

The enthusiastic people from the rivers and lakes also said: "Yes, this brother, the young man from the Fanghua Sect is famous all over the world, you can't go wrong betting on him!"

Pei Lanqiu didn't know the two young warriors competing on the stage, so she just shook her head: "I think this match should be about that Qinghong sect fellow."

The Jianghu people who participated in the pan clicked their tongues a few times, and wanted to remind them, and saw that the competition above had already started.These people stayed near the booth, and even the Jianghu people who set up the stall applauded together.

The sound of gold and iron intersecting could not stop hearing, only to hear the unrecognizable man at the side say: "I'm going to lose."

Several people were aroused by watching, and couldn't help but stare at the man who interrupted.Looking back at the Evil Suppressing Stage, the warriors of the Qinghong Sect stood in place with their swords in their arms, while the warriors of the Fanghua Sect half-kneeled on the ground, and said with a wry smile, "I admit defeat."

Under the probing eyes of the stall owner, Pei Lanqiu calmly took a so-called treasure map and left.By the time the bettors realized it, he had already disappeared in place.

Back upstairs, Long Jiu asked curiously: "Master Pei also went to vote for that wild offer?"

Pei Lanqiu took a look at the "treasure map" he had won, and it was exactly the same as the one he had found in the hands of the Devil's Cult spies before: "Yes. I took this."

Long Jiu took it over and took a few glances, frowning.He summoned the guards and gave some instructions in a low voice. The man nodded and disappeared into the crowd without a sound.In less than a stick of incense, he came back and whispered a few words in Long Jiu's ear.

"That person is an outer disciple of Dubumen, a great sect of martial arts." Long Jiu said, "According to what he said, the elders above obtained this treasure map first, but they couldn't decipher the patterns in it, so they distributed it widely." Give it to the disciples below, and let them search together."

"However, the one in his hand was indeed obtained from the wandering doctor disguised by the Demon Sect demon."

While the two were talking, another hidden guard came to report that during the grand ceremony, there were many wild plates opened by the people with treasure maps as prizes.

Pei Lanqiu exhaled slowly.

"There is no treasure." Pei Lanqiu snorted coldly, "The Demon Cult wants to fish in troubled waters."

If the leader of the Demon Cult also wants to get that prescription, then Yingshi...

With a smile in his eyes, Lin Qinghe sat on the chair and waited quietly for a while.

Sure enough, a small head poked out from the door, a long black hair also hung down, and a fluffy cat's head poked out from the side, two pairs of big bright eyes stared at Xuanyi. White-haired youth.

Lin Qinghe smiled: "Okay, okay, come here."

The timidity in Lin Yingshi's peach blossom eyes disappeared immediately.The young man jumped up to his master and squatted obediently in front of him: "Master."

"En." Lin Qinghe couldn't help but stroked the soft top of the young apprentice's hair, "Have you completed the tasks assigned by the senior brother?"

He stretched out his hand to pinch the soft face of the little apprentice, Lin Yingshi took his hand and nodded, his peach blossom eyes were full of innocence: "It's done."

Pei Lanqiu on the other end found out that because Long Qi and the others had already carried away their master who was sleeping very peacefully, Lin Yingshi had a few words with Long Jiu before rubbing oil on the soles of his feet. Where did the childish junior brother go.

"Sigh." For the first time, head of sect Pei felt distressed because his younger brother was disobedient.

What can I do if I hear it? He hasn't figured out how to coax him yet.

On the other end, Lin Qinghe nodded amusedly when he saw his little apprentice's appearance, "Well, you're done."

"I heard it." Lin Ying hugged Liuhuojian angrily, like a wronged bird, "Brother, you big villain... must be thinking about how to perfunctory me, and then wait for the dead of night." Come here when it’s time, and ask Master if there is any other way.”

Lin Qinghe suppressed a smile, and sold out his big apprentice mercilessly: "Well, your senior brother really thinks so."

Lin Yingshi was even more aggrieved: "As long as I can save senior brother, bloodletting is not a big deal."

So the young man raised his head and asked, "Master, how much blood do you need? I'll go and persuade my brother."

"Actually, I've seen the prescription before." Lin Qinghe squeezed his little face lovingly, "Pair it with some elixir, use your blood as the primer, first boil the soup with rootless water, and remove most of the fire poison. After returning to Fuyun City, slowly replace rootless water with ice spring, after this process begins to recuperate, the muscles and bones in Xiaoqiu's body reversed due to the reverse of the kung fu can slowly recover."

"The whole process takes about half a year." Lin Qinghe explained, "Besides, each decoction only needs three drops of your blood. It is because the patriarch left behind a dust-free knife and a peacock stove in the patriarch's tomb. Use them Only then can the medicinal soup be made.”

After the leader of the demon sect was expelled from the sect, it will be a hundred years before all the ice springs on his body are used up.The spring water of the lower three veins and the middle three veins is completely irreplaceable, and the remaining ice springs are hard to sustain.Therefore, when his body was overwhelmed, all he wanted was to return to Yunmen.

"But at that time, Fuyun Gate had already become the top of the mountain, and he spent his whole life looking for the 'antidote' that the patriarch said." Lin Qinghe gently stroked the little apprentice's back, and said softly, "He used secret techniques to seal up his true spirit. He has traveled for thousands of years, and his old friend is no longer there. He has already worn away the little remorse he had in his wanderings, and he has completely become a devil who has lost his seven emotions."

Lin Yingshi lay on the master's lap, obediently listening to him tell the story: "But even if he finds what the patriarch left behind, he won't be able to use it anymore."

Lin Qinghe said softly, "This is obsession, Yingshi."

Lin Yingshi nodded with a vague understanding.Because the master mentioned the ancestor, he counted his fingers and raised his head suddenly: "No, if only my blood is needed, why didn't the ancestor use it at that time?"

Lin Qinghe's voice stopped abruptly.

"Master?" Lin Yingshi sensed something was wrong, and asked eagerly, "What more conditions do you need, Master? Can you tell Yingshi?"

Lin Qinghe looked at the little apprentice who unconsciously began to act like a baby, and somehow the sadness of parting in his heart dissipated.He lovingly rubbed the little apprentice into a small ball and hugged him in his arms, coaxing him softly: "It's all right...the baby is really smart, and there are indeed some conditions..."

He smiled, and said calmly: "One more person is needed to practice "Feihongying" together, and inject [-]% of the internal energy into the person who needs to be healed."

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