Quick Transmigration Xiaogong is not a dog

A few strands of cold wind blow in from the gaps in the car curtains. The green hills outside the car are green. Because it is located in the wilderness, the official road has been in disrepair for a long time, so the road surface is uneven.

Tang Meng sat on the edge of the simple couch, contemplated for a while, moved her fingers, and shook her head at Yan Yan: "The pulse is stable, and I can't see why he hasn't woken up."

At this time, more than half a month has passed since the Kongtong Mountain incident, and Yan Yan and the others are planning to go to Wangqing Cliff.What worried everyone was that Bai Qi was still in a coma.

Yan Yan was silent, stretched out his hand to help the sleeping person, and twisted the corner of the quilt.

Tang Meng stretched her waist greatly: "You don't have to worry too much, my third uncle is very skilled in medicine, as long as he doesn't die, he can be saved no matter what."

Yan Yan looked at Bai Qi's sleeping face, sighed, he had made a decision in his heart, he thought for a while, turned his head, and said to Tang Meng, "What disease did Xia Yi suffer from before? After looking for so many doctors, there is nothing wrong. use."

Tang Meng curled her lips and said: "He is not sick, he was obviously poisoned by Li Zhiping."

Yan Yan understood: "Poison from the Tang Sect?"

Tang Meng nodded and shook her head: "On the basis of Tangmen poison, some other things have been added, so I said it was tricky before."

Yan Yan suddenly remembered that Liu Changning was a disciple of the genius doctor 'Luo Baicao', and he didn't know whether Liu Changning was involved in poisoning Xia Yi.Logically speaking, it shouldn't be. After all, it was 15 years ago that Li Zhiping snatched the head of Kongtong, and Liu Changning was only about ten years old at that time.

He raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, no matter what, it was almost over.

Tang Meng didn't know what he thought of, and looked at Yan Yan hesitantly.

"What's the matter, Miss Tang?" Yan Yan chuckled, "It's rare to see you in a dilemma."

Tang Meng rolled her almond eyes, pouting her mouth and said, "I helped a lot, didn't I?"

Yan Yan nodded.

"Then..." Tang Meng bit her lower lip, "Should you promise me a request?"

Yan Yan pretended to be embarrassed: "This..." Seeing Tang Meng start to stare at him, he laughed out loud: "I reluctantly agreed."

Tang Meng spread her hands: "Give me back my purse."

Yan Yan was surprised: "What purse?"

Tang Meng said: "The purse I gave you back then. My mother said, let me give the purse to my sweetheart." She glanced at Yan Yan, a little embarrassed, but said frankly: "When you came to Tangmen At that time, I fell in love with you at a glance, but now I don't take you as my sweetheart, so naturally I have to get my purse back."

Yan Yan remembered that at that time Feng Yinya went to the Tang Sect to fight alone, and after defeating six Tang Sect disciples one after another, she met Tang Meng.Tang Meng was good at using poison, and Feng Yinya relied on her profound internal strength to forcibly isolate the poison Tang Meng sprinkled at a distance of one foot from her body.This fight ended with Miss Tang's tough and straightforward confession.

It's a pity that Feng Yinya didn't understand the style, facing Tang Meng's confession, she didn't even blink her eyebrows.In a rage, Tang Meng chased Fengyinya to the inn where Fengyinya was staying. After experiencing all kinds of poisoning methods such as water to drink, food to eat, seats to sit on, horses to ride, clothes to wear, etc. In the end, it was basically in a situation where there were no survivors like Sanchi.

Later, Feng Yinya was finally annoyed by Miss Tang's offensive, so when Tang Meng was poisoned again, she adopted a policy of non-resistance, and drank the 'no one's eyes' tea with no expression on her face.

Yan Yan thought hard, thought again, and found the whereabouts of the purse in a corner of memory: "Probably, probably, maybe," he looked at Tang Meng sympathetically, "Which water did it fall into?" ditch."

Tang Meng: "..."

After a long silence, Tang Meng roared and glared at Yan Yan: "Then how did you survive?"

Yan Yan's expression changed slightly: "Is the antidote in your purse?"

Tang Meng gave him an expression of 'you are an idiot': "Nonsense! This girl is not going to kill someone if she fails to court her."

Yan Yan was silent, wanting to laugh out loud and scold the sky at the same time.He didn't know what kind of expression he should put on now.Feng Yinya got acquainted with Liu Changning because of Tang Meng's poison.To the end of her life, Feng Yinya thought that without Liu Changning, he might have died at the bottom of Shuchuan Valley long ago.

When Liu Changning stabbed the dagger into his abdomen, Feng Yinya didn't have the idea of ​​giving Liu Changning his life back.

But it turned out that from the very beginning, their acquaintance was a mistake.In the end, it can only be mistakes added to mistakes!

The carriage slowly drove into the market. It was noon, and the market was full of traffic and very lively.

Yan Yan lifted the curtain, and nodded to Song Jing, Hall Master Mu and others who were following around the carriage: "I'm going to do something."

In the corner of a shop, an old man in gray linen was leaning against the corner to buy candied haws.

Yan Yan stopped and took out two copper coins from his pocket: "Old man, here are two bunches of candied haws."

"Okay!" The old man's wrinkled face burst into a smile, he took out the top two strings, wrapped them in oiled paper, and handed them to Yan Yan.

When they saw Yan Yan coming back with an oiled paper bag, they were all puzzled.Yan Yan smiled, without explaining, he walked up to Song Jing: "Xiao Jing, please escort Xiao Meng and Bai Qi back to Tang Sect."

Song Jing grinned and said, "Brother Yan, you are too polite." He didn't know that Yan Yan was Feng Yinya.

Yan Yan patted him on the shoulder: "Xiaomeng is a good girl, treat her well." After speaking, regardless of Song Jing's stunned expression, he turned over and got on the carriage.

Hearing the movement, Tang Meng turned her head to look at Yan Yan: "I don't want to go back to the Tang Sect! I finally ran out."

Yan Yan gently placed one of the oil-paper bags beside Bai Qi's pillow, and said, "You said it yourself, your third uncle usually doesn't treat people casually."

Annoyed, Tang Meng stood up, walked back and forth on the carriage, gritted her teeth for a while, and let out a sigh of relief under Yan Yan's calm gaze: "I owe you in my previous life!"

Yan Yan stroked her bun and smiled lightly: "I owe Miss Tang, is it still okay? I promise, this is the last time."

Tang Meng stared at him with three large characters of distrust.She cut it and said: "For the sake of your humility, this girl reluctantly agrees."

Until a long time later, in a deep spring evening, Tang Meng suddenly realized that this was really the last time 'Feng Yinya' asked her to help.

That seemingly ordinary conversation turned out to be forever.

Perhaps it was because the wounds on his body began to heal gradually, Bai Qi's brows slowly relaxed, his facial features relaxed, and he seemed to be in a sweet dream, appearing very at ease.

Yan Yan brushed away Bai Qi's long hair scattered on his cheeks, and called out, "Xiao Qi."

Bai Qi took a long breath and showed no sign of waking up.

Yan Yan whispered: "Candied haws, the outside is sweet, but the inside is sour."

Tang Meng looked at him strangely: "Have you never eaten candied haws before?"

Yan Yan shook his head, did not answer her question, and solemnly said: "When Bai Qi wakes up, tell him. His nurturing grace has long been exhausted. From then on, I thought that he would never owe Heavenly Prison Sect or Feng Sixiu any more. I don't owe Feng Yinya anything. Let him live well for himself."

For the sake of elegance, live a good life.

A long time ago, a five-year-old boy once asked a ten-year-old boy: "Brother, what is the taste of candied haws?"

The boy said: "...I don't know."

In the dark night, the ten-year-old boy once said: "Brother, Master is dead."

The 15-year-old boy replied: "Everyone is going to die."

"...I will accompany you from now on."

"……it is good."

And then, on Wangqing Cliff, when the young man was about to retreat, the two talked for the last time in this life.

"Brother, what is your martial art?"

"Be true to yourself, be true to others, and be true to your heart."

"Brother."

"Ok?"

"My way of the sword is Shinobi."

At the age of five, Feng Yinya began to learn swords.Two-year-old Xiao Douding, who couldn't even walk steadily, frowned, lay beside his legs, and softly called him: "Master, master, master..." Before Feng Yinya got impatient, she finally called Come out: "Master, brother."

When she was ten years old, Feng Yinya abandoned her sword to learn knives and practiced martial arts in the pine forest every day.Five-year-old Bai Qi, holding the sword he used, stood in the bamboo forest behind Wangqing Cliff, carefully gesticulating with each move.At that time, there was only a wall between them.

At the age of 15, Feng Sixiu died of illness, and Feng Yinya took over as the leader. Bai Qi accompanied him and knelt in the mourning hall for three days and three nights.

At the age of 20, Feng Yinya had mastered martial arts, went down Wangqing Cliff alone, wandered around the rivers and lakes, looking for martial arts competitions everywhere. The 15-year-old Bai Qi took over the position of Zuo Dharma silently.In fact, that year, on the top of Huashan Mountain, the five-yearly sword discussion conference was held.And he was one of the invitees.

At the age of 25, Feng Yinya became famous all over the world and became the well-deserved number one master of the young generation in martial arts.Bai Qi is 20 years old, has a small success in swordsmanship, and has become more and more prudent in his actions. He silently takes care of the affairs of the Heavenly Hell Sect with the right protector and the five hall masters.

At the age of 28, Feng Yinya went to Shuchuan, and met Liu Changning by chance, and they have been entangled in love and hate ever since.Bai Qi was 23 years old, and it was the first time he stepped into the rivers and lakes that made his seniors linger.

At the age of 29, Feng Yinya died at the hands of Liu Changning, and her body fell to the bottom of Wangqing Cliff.Bai Qi, the Heavenly Prison Sect and others were arrested. On the way, he heard the news of Feng Yinya's death. He stood there for a while, vomited a mouthful of blood, and broke the sword he had carried with him for many years.

The carriage drove away slowly, Yan Yan got on the horse, and led the right guardian and others to the opposite direction.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the bluestone streets, in a trance, like golden snow covered the ground.The horseshoes are flying, one south and one north, the farther they will go.

In the gust of wind, Yan Yan turned his head if he felt something. In the wind, it seemed that someone was calling him in a low voice: "Senior brother."

Yan Yan chuckled: Are you dazed?

On the official road in the south of the city

Inside the carriage, Bai Qi frowned, his thick eyelashes trembled a few times, and he slowly opened his eyes.He looked around, with a dazed expression, and his voice was hoarse: "Here, where is it?"