thank you very much

Xie Changhuan's body was still burned, and Wen Fuzhu went to light the torch himself.

Jiang Mo had tried hard for a long time, but was rejected by Wen Fuzhu with a cold face, "It's useless to keep it."

"Then it will be useful if you burn it?"

"At least it doesn't bother me if I can't see it."

Then Wen Fuzhu lit the fire and directly burned Gu Sheng's medicine shed.

At that time, Gu Sheng was taking care of Su Yan in the dormitory, and the knife on his neck was almost healed. Before the medicine was finished, he heard the sound of fighting behind him.

As soon as the door was opened, the sky was filled with flames, and all the crows rushed to patrol before it was too late. They were not going to fight the fire, but to persuade them to fight—Jiang Mo and Wen Fuzhu started fighting.

Gu Sheng couldn't even describe his mood at that moment - what the hell are you all doing?

"I don't even know what the hell I'm doing!" Jiang Mo roared angrily, not wanting to fight with Wen Fuzhu anymore, he turned his head and left.

Wen Fuzhu also took the move, wobbled and floated towards his room again.

After the fire burned down Gu Sheng's medicine shed, the first snow of the year fell.

Rebuilding the medicine hut and rushing to wait for such a heavy snow day naturally complained endlessly. Although Gu Sheng was very angry with them, it was more important to save lives—another sick one, Wen Fuzhu.

It happened to be Xie Changhuan's first seven at that time.

Gu Sheng felt that his prophecy had come true, and Xie Changhuan turned into a ghost and came back to seek his life.

It's not a big sign. In fact, to put it bluntly, he should have had a fever after being exposed to the rain a while ago, and now the fever has gotten worse in the past few days, and he seems to be burning to death.

Gu Sheng asked Jiang Mo softly, "Can I not help?"

Jiang Mo raised his eyebrows, "Can you not save me?!"

Afterwards, the two of them stopped talking, and neither of them got very angry these days, and they were both baffled.

After the injury on Su Yan's neck healed a bit, he started to deal with things again. None of them could fall down, let alone he wanted to be busy.

The scene that day was always like a strange dream, which made Su Yan feel that he was in reality for a moment - the Taifu killed the person he liked.

But it's like dreaming again.

When he was free, he panicked, and couldn't help but hold on to Brother Gu who was giving him medicine, "Where's that Xie Changhuan?"

"Where is Xie Changhuan?"

After half a month or so, when the cold weather was killing people, Gu Sheng came to take care of Wen Fuzhu just after finishing his work. The person lying on the bed coughed non-stop, and the first thing he said when he didn't cough was the first thing he said.

Gu Sheng was hesitating about how to respond.

He heard the man laugh softly again, "I burned it, didn't I?"

Gu Sheng poked his head in sullenly at the charcoal basin, and stopped talking.

When the weather was coldest in the 13th year of Weisheng, Jiang Mo suddenly said that he was leaving.

After that, a small group of elite soldiers and [-] soldiers were thrown away, and they really went far to the border. Since then, they have never looked back in three years.

Gu Sheng thought about it, he probably couldn't stand such gentle wishes.

In recent years, Su Yan has been running to his tutor more and more frequently, fearing that something will happen to him if he can't see him.

It's just that I was always busy, so I simply gritted my teeth and made up my mind, tied the chain to the bed and let it go.But such a real and polite person, can he really be tied up, can he really be willing to be tied up?

Gu Sheng resigned to his fate, and rebuilt a small medicine shed, which was next to Wen Fuzhu's deserted and simple room, where he could be free to cook medicine and watch him go crazy.

In fact, this person is not epileptic.

Generally, when I have nothing to do, I sit on the bed with a small quilt in a daze.

Occasionally, when he came to feed him medicine by himself, he would ask him suspiciously, "Where is that Xie Changhuan?"

Then, without waiting for his own answer, he listened to him answering the answer first.

There is a problem, there is a problem.

The most unbearable thing to count was at night, when he suddenly rushed out wearing a pure white coat and barefoot, walking in the snow with deep feet and shallow feet, looking for torches everywhere.

Gu Sheng woke up once when he heard the sound was wrong, and thought that if he burned the medicine house again this time, he would be the one who died, so he accepted his fate again, moved out of the medicine house, and made a bed in his house.

In the middle of the night, he was shocked by his figure leaping out of the bed, and then woke up with a vicious kick on his heart.

But fortunately, in recent years, the sign of this abnormality has become less and less, and his behavior has become more and more normal, and sometimes he is very sober.

For example, it was another year of cold winter months, and Gu Sheng was thinking that he was getting old too, so he couldn't keep using his internal energy to protect himself and sleep on a cold brick, at worst, he should buy a bed and support him here. As Xue Fang rested, he heard the man say coldly, "Gu Sheng, what are you doing here?"

Seeing that his eyes were clear again, Gu Sheng could only hesitate, "Come change your medicine."

Wen Fuzhu was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, and said a word in a neither cold nor indifferent way.

It was especially cold on Jiang Mo's side when it was snowing heavily in December, and a letter from Jiang Mo was sent back in pieces of snow paper.

Unpacking the "family letter" that Xiaoyu Ya had cared for all the way, Su Yan and Gu Sheng stretched their heads together to see that there were only two words on such a big piece of paper—very good.

You might as well not pass it on!

Three years to a letter!Give two words at once!Really!

But I was still a little excited in my heart. Su Yan kept the little feathered crow for a few days, and wrote for a long time—for example, the Taifu is getting more and more sober, and he has probably come out of the shadow; Well, Uncle Jiang, when will you come back... and so on.

Later, when he wanted to send the feathered crow away, Su Yan temporarily changed his mind and kept him for one more night.

I thought to myself that the Grand Tutor suddenly discussed the art of war with him a few days ago. This was something Uncle Jiang would tell him. I never thought that the Grand Tutor left and Uncle Jiang took his responsibility, but now it is Uncle Jiang. After leaving the Taifu and taking on his responsibility again, these two people really... have a tacit understanding!

Right now, holding a thick letter and a pen, I want to find the Tai Tuo, thinking that I must coax the Tai Tuo to write a few words, maybe Uncle Jiang wants to come back after seeing it.

As soon as he ran out of the palace gate, a feather crow chased him out and wanted to put him in fox fur. Su Yan raised his head and glanced at the soft geese snow in the sky, happily said no, and rushed to the Taifu's side in a hurry.

Although the Taifu is sober, he is more stern. If I ask him some ignorant questions, I will definitely be scolded. I'll have to laugh at myself some more time.

Even if you don't smile on the surface, you must laugh secretly.

Because Tai Tu speaks too harshly, and is too strict with himself.

Now, while I still have the courage to speak up, I hurried to annoy his tutor again.

Su Yan quickly ran to Wen Fuzhu's side, and when he opened the door, he was greeted by warmth, but looking around, the Taifu was not there.

I went to the medicine house to check again, but Brother Gu wasn't there either.

Looking at the ground again, there are two series of footprints going out, both of which are about the same size...

Su Yan first walked along the left side, and after walking for a while, he found that he was going to Brother Gu's big medicine house. He was taken aback, turned around and searched for another path.

The snow fell harder and harder, Su Yan walked along the footprints until he came to the vacant palace.

The door of the hall was slightly opened with a small gap, allowing only one person to get through.

If Mrs. Wen had said it, he would definitely have thoughtfully sewed the door shut so that no one would notice, and the footprints in the snow should also be removed.

Right... He is a great tutor, but he is very smart.

Su Yan held back the bitterness in his heart, gritted his teeth and searched forward, walked around the back door and stood on an open ground, with the danger in front of him, as decisive as the wind.

No one has come here all year round, and no birds have passed by, so the snow on this land is extraordinarily pure white and soft.

Su Yan stared at the string of footprints submerging into the edge of the cliff, and suddenly he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

The cold wind suddenly blew a little harder, blowing away the letter he was holding tightly in his hand, and the ink-stained paper "crashed" and flew into the sky like ink snow, never to be seen again.

*******

"It's hard for a warm dust to wish a floating life, but thank you for the frequent guests in the world."

——"Chang Huan Xie" is the end of the main drama.

Antiquities, in the afternoon of August [-], [-].

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At the end of the 27th year of Kaisheng, the most inconspicuous gentleman of Liangshang ushered in the palace whose walls were as high as an iron tower.

At this moment, the gentleman on Liangshang was really melancholy, because it is said that this palace is the most closely guarded place in Kaisheng. It stands to reason that there should be rare treasures or gold and silver treasures, but now he bypassed layers of guards and broke in. Just discovered……

Empty, nothing.

In the huge palace, there is a small table in the center. There seems to be a tablet on the table, and a jar is placed in front of the tablet, er...

He took a closer look again, and there seemed to be a small cloth bag lying limply beside the jar!Don't hide good things in there?

Before he could move forward, he heard a moderate persuasion from the corner, "This is not the place for you, go out."

He was surprised for a moment, turned around in such surprise, only to find that there was actually a person sitting on the chair in the corner!

It's just that it's dark all around, he can't see the person's face clearly, and the reason why he came in boldly before is that he didn't realize that there were other people breathing in this room at all!

While saving his life is the most important thing right now, he is also panicking, after all, he is not so color-blind that he can't see what color clothes this person is wearing.

A little uncomfortable, and I don't know why this emperor who later ruled the country well and was elusive would stay idle in the middle of the night and guard this room by himself... and feel vaguely if I am dreaming, I don't know in a daze What's the matter, I'm so dizzy.

Feather Crow outside the house was also a little frightened at the moment, thinking that this kid was too fast just now, and his mother jumped in when he went around the bend. They could have stopped him, but he must have drawn out his weapon to block the threat. How should I put it... Today is not a good time to make any noise to disturb their Majesty.

At this moment, he was in a dilemma, so he heard Su Yan in the room say again kindly, "Okay, take him out, I want to sit for a while."

So two crow-like people hurried in and caught the lucky thief out without daring to take a breath.

Today is No. 14 years since Mrs. Wen left.

Su Yan stood up gently from the seat, walked towards the memorial tablet, and couldn't help being taken aback when his eyes fell on the dark brocade bag.

This kit was given by Gu Sheng later, saying that it was found from Xie Changhuan's corpse at that time.

When I took it apart and looked at it, it was a pale finger bone.

At first, Gu Sheng only thought that this was something that Xie Changhuan carried with him to exorcise poisons and ward off evil spirits—just like the spike that Cen Yao used to repay him for his life, it also had this kind of effect, so he thought this also had this purpose, but He brought it up to his nose and smelled it, but he couldn't smell any special herbal medicine that had been tempered. Gu Sheng originally wanted to keep it for his own research, but it was useless for Xie Changhuan to keep it anyway.

Only later did he realize that this phalanx might belong to Wen Fuzhu.

He was also filled with emotion, it's a good thing his mother got it early, otherwise Wen Fuzhu would rush up like crazy and burn his entire medicine house on fire when he turned around that day, everything would be turned into ashes Yes, mixed into such a pile of powder, do you want him to squat down and search for a long time, and distinguish all the only things that have a little connection between the two of you?

A pile here, a pile there?

At that time, Gu Sheng really wanted to beat Wen Fuzhu violently, but he swallowed the anger in a good temper.

Resigned to his fate, he swept up all the things that were turned into a pile of powder by that person that day, sealed them into the same jar, and kept them in this room.

Although the medicine house was built later...he seldom came here, and stayed in the small medicine house.

Now that the big medicine house was completely abandoned, Su Yan simply turned it into a tomb, and came here to sit for a while when he had nothing to do.In fact, I don’t come here too often, sometimes I miss it so much, I just come and stay for a while, peace of mind.

Just as his fingers were about to brush the kit, Su Yan paused again, then withdrew his hand, only sighed lightly, and did not make any other movements.

What was Xie Changhuan thinking at that time?When the Taifu's hidden weapon made the dagger in his hand crooked, Su Heng felt a slight sigh in his ear.

The sigh was too soft and vague, and he wasn't sure if he really heard it, or if that person really sighed.

He just saw that he turned around calmly, and when Su Heng recovered from his trance, he saw that the gun had already pierced his lungs.

After silently looking at the kit again, Su Heng sighed honestly, then opened the door and walked out.

After all... No matter how you say it, this kit belongs to Xie Changhuan.

It was a year when the snow had just melted and the beginning of spring, when everything was alive a little bit, Xie Changhuan couldn't wait to take Nie Bai to the north for thousands of miles.

Before Xiaobai left, he brought a few sharp handles, thinking that Master was going to take him to some difficult task.

until they reached the foot of a mountain.

He asked the master, "We have been running for so long day and night to come here to climb snow-capped mountains?"

"Ah, I just want to take advantage of the time when the snow is about to melt, it will be slippery, and the mountain will be more difficult to climb, so I can show my sincerity."

"What?"

"There is a temple on the mountain." Xie Changhuan patted his head, "You just have to be the master who brought you out to keep fit."

Nie Bai nodded blankly, and climbed up the mountain together with him.

But when he got to the temple, Nie Bai was a little speechless.

I thought to myself what is the matter with a lot of red strings tied to the big tree at the door, and what is the matter with the temple saying Yuelao Temple.

"Okay, you can play around by yourself, don't lose it, the master will go in for a while before coming out."

At that time, there were hardly any people, so where could he go to play?

The wide-open hall door faces the furnace cauldron in the center of the courtyard, and the three burning incense candles seem to have survived the whole winter.

At that time, the snow on the ground had not yet completely melted, so he leaned under the big tree and watched Master kneel on the futon piously for a whole day.

After watching for a long time, his eyes became straight and dizzy, so he looked up at the red ropes in the sky, some of which had wooden signs hanging from them, and he was young at that time and didn't care too much about it, so he just grabbed one and looked at it. After reading it, she blushed again and let go, unwilling to read any more.

At the time when Mu Ye was in harmony, the sky finally fainted, and suddenly a little fine snow fell in the sky, which was very soft, and fell staggeringly, a bit like a master who had just straightened up.

But before he stepped forward to help him, he saw a young monk at the gate of the hall waving his hand at the master, and then the master grinned for some reason, and went in very happily.

Nie Bai actually doesn't like this set very much, the Buddhist family always pays attention to the sincerity of people.But thinking about it from other perspectives—regardless of suspicion, if people here really don’t swallow incense and money, Nie Bai can still look down on them a bit if it’s just whether they are sincere or not; if it’s just making things difficult for others...Nie Bai I can only feel that there is something wrong with the brains of this group of people, especially those like Master.

When Xie Changhuan came out again, he had a dark little bag in his hand, but his expression was even more frightened than when he entered.

Nie Bai was puzzled, "What is this?"

"Cure old Wen."

"How?"

Xie Changhuan squinted at Nie Bai for a while, then smiled with his arms crossed, "Apprentice, have you heard a sentence? It's a very vulgar sentence."

"……Have not heard."

You see, if Old Wen was here, he would definitely be able to come back.

That is-

"Passionate is always annoyed by ruthlessness."

"Senior Wen is ruthless, Master, are you sentimental?"

"The old monk laughed at me for being sentimental, saying that the person I fell in love with was ruthless."

"So this cloth bag..."

"Hey, how can this be a cloth bag? This thing is called a sentimental bag."

"Passionate?"

"Well, put some of our things in it... give him some of my ruthlessness, and give me back some of his ruthlessness, so that we can... cough, you understand~"

Nie Bai finally couldn't help shrugging his shoulders and laughing, really... what, Master would believe this kind of thing.

Besides, why does Master look like a person who is promiscuous?Senior Wen, on the other hand, just sounds like a heartless person.

Today, Nie Bai sometimes recalls this old event in his dreams late at night.

At that time, Master smiled very happily, as if he had really obtained a sharp weapon that was blessed by a god.

But I didn't expect that God will be affectionate and will not stay with you forever.

——The end of the episode.

The author has something to say: [Deposit the manuscript box and send it on behalf of the gentleman:]

"Chang Huan Xie" is over =w=, Mr. Guwu is working hard to save the next Gudan manuscript...

Because now let’s look at the next part of the ancient drama "Howling Wolf Cold Wind and Frost" (←This article will be HE.) There are not many manuscripts left, so I won’t open it yet.

So the next step is to update "Soul Bound Order".

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