Lord God after amnesia

After Lansu left Fengyue Tower, he didn't go back directly to his residence, but went to a teahouse that serves No.1 tea in the world, Heming Teahouse.

As soon as he entered the door, the person in charge greeted him, after a few flattering words, he led Lan Su to the private room upstairs.

"My lord, is this still the old rule? I'll send it to you later, if you have anything else to tell me."

"Thank you." After speaking, Lansu took out a piece of silver and threw it over. He didn't have any idea about these things, anyway, he had quite a lot of silver.

"This... this little prince can't do it. The good business of this small shop depends on you according to the Buddha. How can you collect money again."

"Accept it, the king will come often."

"Yes, yes, the small shop is full of splendor, thank you, little prince." The steward looked happy, bowed and left.

After a while, someone brought up snacks and drinks, and after they left, Lansu lay on the soft couch and called for the old magic lamp.

"Old man, old fairy? Asleep? I have something to ask."

Soul Search Lamp: "What do you want to ask?"

"Is Mr. Qing Rang injured on his leg?"

Although Lansu has no mana here, his hearing is not comparable to that of ordinary people. Today he heard the slight sound of footsteps outside the house of Mr. Qing Rang, light from left to right, heavy to right, clearly injured.

The old magic lamp hummed: "After the Ruan family was raided, please let the young master be chased and killed all the time. He fell from a high place. His leg injury was the most serious. Although he has been treated, he has not been cured. , the pain was unbearable."

"Then it can be cured?" Lan Su clenched his fists unconsciously, and hurriedly asked.

The old magic lamp: "It's been a bit long, but there is a genius doctor in the capital, so it shouldn't be a problem, but his temper is very weird."

Lansu had to go around half of the capital to find the place the old man said.

The deserted sihe courtyard is filled with all kinds of miscellaneous herbs, some are dried and some are grown by ourselves.

"Is there anyone please?"

Lan Su looked over the courtyard carefully, there were wooden corridors in a circle from east to west, and the square courtyard was carved with remnants of wind erosion, but there was no one in sight.

"Who is here, and why?"

Suddenly there was an old and hoarse voice, Lan Su searched for the voice and probably changed the direction, only to see an old woman with gray temples coming out of the back room and leaning against the door.

"Senior, I am Su Xian, the eldest son of Su, and I am here to seek medicine for an important person of mine."

Lansu is very respectful, and it is always right to be thoughtful and courteous. He has learned a lot of these tricks in heaven.

It's just that the old woman didn't seem to hear, she didn't even raise her eyelids.

"Senior...?" Lansu wasn't sure if she heard it, and called again tentatively.

"My old lady is not a bodhisattva."

The old woman's tone was very cold, as if she would die.

"Senior, as long as you are willing to apply the medicine, ten thousand taels of gold is worth it." Lan Su could only smile.

"Hmph, what an idiot, but my wife doesn't want that kind of money, if you can bring me that day's mountain snow lotus, I'd like to look at that patient for you."

The old woman squinted at Lansu with a pair of cold triangular eyes, her hands were constantly wrapped in gauze.

"Okay, I agree to senior, but can senior give me some relief medicine first." Lansu readily agreed, no matter what she asked, as long as she agreed to cure the disease.

According to the old man of the magic lamp, this woman has devoted all her life to medicine, and any difficult and miscellaneous diseases are cured by hand, which is why she won the nickname of "medicine fairy". Almost its skills.

"I've made a deal. None of the people who went to fetch the snow lotus from Tianshan came back. They all died. It's not my wife's fault."

After finishing speaking, seeing that he agreed to take the snow lotus, the old lady finally became interested, looked at him, walked tremblingly from the door to the stone table in the yard and sat down.

Lansu finally saw the person clearly, it was an old man over half a century old, with a weather-beaten face, two deep-set eyes, deep and bright, looking very energetic.

"I will definitely bring Xuelian back."

Those people all lost their lives, he is not an ordinary person, even if it is not easy to get, he will not end up dead.

"Tell me, what are the symptoms?"

Lan Su called the old man of the magic lamp in his brain, and then described what the old man knew about Mr. Rang's leg disease.

"This injury is not a big deal. If you won't be limping for a while, it's not worth your life."

The old woman looked at Lan Su, as if she was a kind reminder, or she felt that he didn't know what to do.

"As long as senior can cure it, I will definitely get the snow lotus back." Lansu's attitude was firm.

The old woman sneered:

"The little prince is not like the idiot in the rumors, but he is also somewhat bloody. Since he is a prince, it must be much easier to get the snow lotus than ordinary people."

Lansu didn't care about her words, he knew that the injury would not cause a real disability, but would have a lifetime of sequelae.

He couldn't see anything wrong with the Lord of the Big Dipper's main god, even if it was just a soul.

"Please give me the medicine." Lan Su saluted and asked for the medicine.

The old woman entered the room for about half an hour, then came out and threw him two small porcelain vases,

"Use it first."

"Thank you."

It was already [-]:[-] o'clock when Lansu returned home, his body was covered with moisture, he simply washed up and lay down on the bed impatiently.

The next day, although Lan Su got the medicine, but if he went so recklessly, they probably wouldn't accept it, so he had to think of other ways.

"Ding Mi, I heard that the palace has a group of good horses that can travel thousands of miles a day?"

As the name suggests, the snow lotus of Tianshan also grows on the snow-capped mountains. It takes seven days one way from Tianshan to the capital, and it takes less than half a month to go back and forth.

Such a good horse is naturally indispensable.

"Ah, my lord, here...a group of good horses arrived, but you...you forgot the last time you hunted?"

Ding Mi looked puzzled, although his master was "ridiculous" not once or twice, but this horse must never be touched again.

After he said this, Lan Su also remembered that the last time Su Xian's horse was tampered with, Su Xian was not good at riding and shooting, and almost died. He lay on the bed for more than a month before he could get out of bed.

"Ahem, I'll just take a look, it was an accident last time."

Lan Su said it easily, but Ding Mi was 1 unwilling, but his unwillingness was useless.

"My lord, I heard that a woman from Miao Jiang came to the flower house on West Street. She is so beautiful, why don't we go there?" Naturally, there are more than one flower houses in the capital.

"Shut up, let's go." Lan Su rolled his eyes, the past was unbearable.

Ding Mi pursed her lips: "I'm all thinking of the little prince, why do you still despise me?"

Lansu selected two batches of high-quality tall horses, and ordered people to feed them with concentrated feed.

Ding Mi heaved a sigh of relief seeing that the young prince didn't ride a horse. If this happened, the prince and concubine might not be able to spare him, as he hasn't asked for a wife yet.

Lan Su turned around and saw a person coming towards the stable, the man seemed to have seen Lan Su, he paused for a while, since he couldn't turn around and leave, he had to go up to meet him.

"I've met elder brother." Su Yu's tone was blunt, and his movements were all reluctant.

Lan Su was amused, with such a style, those who didn't know thought he was the eldest son.

There was a smile on his face, "Second brother is also here to pick a horse?"

"I can't tell that brother is actually interested in coming to the stables."

Lan Su didn't mind the sarcasm of what he said, he didn't like to show off with his words, he had to be quick with his actions.

"It's a pity that elder brother came first, second younger brother can't blame elder brother for stealing love."

"How dare the second brother rob the elder brother."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Lansu's answer, he took his servants and walked away.

Ding Mi looked furious, and said indignantly, "My lord, these two young masters are too crazy."

furious?Hmph, this is nothing, he still wants to kill his brother.

"Let's go!"

"Ah, my lord, where are we going?"

"It's not what you said, Hualou."

Ding Mi looked embarrassed: "Oh, oh...I...I'm going to drive right away."

Lansu went upstairs with ease, and he didn't even have to chat with the proprietress, since he was a "regular customer" after all.

Drinks are as usual.

"Ding Mi? Come in."

Ding Mi, who was guarding the door, heard the little prince calling him, and immediately entered the house.

"My lord, what's the matter?"

"You sit here, these snacks are also yours, the king wants to go out for a while."

"Ah...ah?" Ding Mi didn't react for a while, but suddenly he seemed to know something, and he hesitated before speaking.

"The little prince is going to see that... Qingrang Langjun?"

"Huh?" Lansu looked at him quite unexpectedly, he knew all this?I know a lot.

Ding Mi was flustered by his look, and quickly explained: "My lord, I...that's what I heard those young men... say outside the door, don't kill me to silence me, I'm innocent, I didn't pass it on to you. Out……"

"Shut up! Eat yours."

Lan Su has a headache, I'm afraid this guy is not a fool.

The young man on the fifth floor saw that it was Lan Su, one head and two big, with a serious expression on his face.

"My lord, why are you here again?"

Lan Su looked at the young man and directly took out a piece of silver.

"Either take the money, or... your life." Lansu deliberately threatened people, and said in a serious tone, the young man almost knelt down when he heard it.

"Little... little prince, please."

Lan Su felt secretly refreshed, told you to talk too much, frightened you, and threw the money into the young man's hand after the fright.

"Take it, this king is just saying hello to Mr. Qing Rangjun, he has his own measure.

"Thank you...Little Prince." The young man took the money and immediately stood up straight, as if he hadn't seen Lansu, very polite.

It just so happened that someone came up to deliver drinks, Lan Su gestured to the servant.

"give it to me."

The waiter was uncertain for a while, after all Su Xian's reputation, it is understandable to be unpredictable, he looked at the young man guarding the fifth floor as if he hadn't seen it, decisively handed over the square plate, and retreated.

Lan Su held the drink, walked to the door of Qingrang, and whispered softly:

"Young master, I've brought drinks."

Sure enough, the people in the back room spoke immediately.

"Come in." The boy's clear voice sounded.

Lansu's heart tightened, and she opened the door cautiously.

The furnishings in the room are simple and elegant, with a faint scent of red sandalwood wafting from time to time. On the far left side of the room is a table case carved with high-quality sandalwood.

The owner of the room is holding a pen with his back facing the door, dancing on the paper, wearing white clothes and black hair, both clothes and hair are flowing, untied, slightly fluttering, indescribably noble and elegant.

"Just let it go." The master said without looking back.

Lansu put down the drink in his hand, stared blankly at the long-lost figure, a little dazed, as if he had returned to hundreds of years ago, when he was not yet able to form a human, and sneaked to Lord Yanhe's Huoyun Palace every day, Then, while the main god was not paying attention, he stole a piece of dim sum from the plate and ate it. Of all the dim sum in the sky, the one from Huoyun Palace was the best.