The shadow guard laughs at me with a broken sleeve

The rooster crowed, but looking out, it was still far away from dawn.

"My lord, drink some water." Xiaoya poured a cup of hot tea and held it in front of Xue Lang.

Xue Lang just smiled and refused to pick it up. He refused and said, "Thank you, little girl, but I don't have the tea if my eye disease is not cured." Although there is no actual connection between the two.

Xiao Ya stared at him several times with staring eyes, eager to try to heal his eyes, but Yan Li kept Xue Lang behind him, deliberately not meeting the girl's puzzled eyes.

She lowered her eyes, curled her lips and muttered: "I'm not young anymore."

The grandfather over there, who was buried in the book, also laughed and teased her: "You are not young, you are not young, the little girl should get married."

"Grandfather! You are confused, I will ignore you, I'm going to sleep, hum." The girl stomped her feet and ran away in embarrassment.

And the two standing like statues had never seen anything before, so they just laughed it off for the sake of the antidote.

Xue Lang yawned, lay on Yan Li's back, put his arms around his waist, and closed his eyes lazily, Yan Li turned his head to the side and asked him softly, "Sleepy?"

"Well. You don't want to talk about sleeping for a while, do you? Pfft," Xue Lang forgot the pain after his scar healed, and continued to yawn, "Sleep on the street or in the mountains? You are so cruel."

"..."

Ding Sheng thought hard and raised his head, just in time to see this scene, which really made him speechless and worried.

Yan Li was always worried about the antidote, so he couldn't wait to ask: "Do you know how to make the antidote?"

"There was no success a hundred years ago, and the little old man is unknown..."

"Old man, what nonsense are you talking about? If you can succeed, if you don't, no one outside should try to run away." Xue Lang interrupted him impatiently.

The old man shook his head several times: "You don't have to threaten me, it is your freedom to treat us how you want, but you are the one who is poisoned, and you are the one who is dying of terminal illness."

As the saying goes, clay figurines also have a three-point temper. Although the old man's face has always been kind and peaceful, he is not polite when throwing soft knives.

A sword was placed on his neck before he finished speaking, the cold light was cold and sharp enough to seal his throat with blood, Yan Li narrowed his eyes, his face was covered with frost, as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Ah!" An exclamation came from behind the old man, and the girl rushed out, glaring at her, "Stop, what are you doing?"

Yan Li moved his eyelids, and put his left hand on Xue Lang's arm at his waist. With a light movement of his right wrist, Qingshuang hung above the girl's head. .

"Don't you care about her life?"

At this moment, Ding Sheng really felt the horror of this person. Even if the girl pretended to be calm, her face would turn pale with fright, and she couldn't help calling for help in a low voice: "Ah, Grandpa."

"Little Ya, don't be afraid, Xiao Ya." Ding Sheng took a deep breath, turned to Yan Li and said, "She's just a child, won't your conscience disturb you if you do this?"

Xue Lang replied for him: "Conscience? Who didn't come from a child, the good and the bad, who sat on the ground without worrying about eating and drinking, who was not a child before? Let me say, in this troubled world, just go down like this with a sword." , to spare her the suffering of being displaced, it might not be a good deed. Hey, don't rush to thank, my Yanyan is the most willing to help others."

Yan Li was amused by him, followed his words, and dropped the tip of the sword an inch, the girl flinched, and Yan Li warned in a cold voice: "Don't move."

Ding Sheng was finally old and couldn't bear such pressure, so he clenched his fists and compromised: "Okay, I promise you, let Xiaoya go."

"Wouldn't it be better to be so straightforward earlier?" Xue Lang patted his hands twice, resisting sleepiness, and fumbled to find Yan Li's sword hand, "Yan Yan, when you are away from home, peace is the most precious thing, it's okay to scare the elderly and children What should I do? I know you won't be able to bear it, so put away your sword quickly, if your hands are tired, rub it for you."

He really took Yan Li's hand and rubbed it, but the latter lightly reprimanded him: "Stop making trouble, I can't stop talking weirdly all day long." But he didn't take his hand back after all.

All foreign affairs were left to Yan Li to negotiate. Xue Lang enjoyed the leisure alone, carefully caressing the calluses, protruding joints, and thin fingers on his hands, playing with them over and over again, as if he could never tire of watching them .

"What are you going to do? What materials do you want?" Yan Li asked.

Ding Xiaoya hid behind her grandfather and shivered, only dared to look with one eye, and she was no longer the jumpy look before. Ding Sheng was worried that she wanted to comfort her, but he had to answer Yan Li's words: "Most medicinal materials are Usually, there is only one flavor, which is almost extinct, and the little old man only saw it more than thirty years ago."

"What medicine?"

"Euphorbia flower."

The two people who were looking for medicine were puzzled, and Yan Li immediately wanted to fly back to Lingyang and pour all the knowledge about medicine from Ling Xiao's mind into his own.

Ding Sheng looked at their expressions, and said another way: "Maybe you have 'Yunrong' in your hands? It itself contains the medicine of euphorbia, and Xiao Yaer can extract it from it..."

Yan Li waved his head and said nothing, and fell into a moment of confusion, but quickly adjusted and planned to set off immediately to find Euphorbia.

Xue Lang didn't want him to go for a hike, so he said, "Hasn't the King of Chu let go? It's okay to try him again tomorrow."

"I'll go now."

"No, you want to sleep with me now, you're so sleepy." Xue Lang dragged him away without any explanation, and occupied the old man's dwelling.

Without the tall young man and the intimidating atmosphere, Ding Xiaoya slowly moved the stool and sat down next to his grandfather.

"Grandfather, who are they? What are they here for?"

Ding Sheng asked: "Did it scare you?"

Xiaoya reluctantly shook her head.

"They came for 'Yun Rong'."

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But who knows, I'm just a pigeon spirit in the soup (kneeling and shedding pigeon tears thank you(?) still

51. Doubtful Health

The history of Laifeng Town can be talked about more than 200 years ago. At that time, it was still a well-connected big city, surrounded by mountains and rivers, with birds singing and beautiful scenery.At its most prosperous season, people of unknown origin brought "Yunrong" here. In less than a month, all the young and middle-aged people in Laifeng City died one after another. It was midsummer, and the corpses would rot within a day. spread.So the dead city was abandoned by the world.

After recuperating for a hundred years, people came from outside again. They did not learn the lesson, but still entertained warmly, killing chickens and toasting.The ancestors said that good intentions are doomed to be rewarded: the man came here again not long after he left, changed his outfit, brought a cavalry, stepped down this new little Taoyuan, burned it all with a fire, and then died. Dust away.

Therefore, people who come to Fengzhen hate "Yunrong" first and "outsiders" secondly in their lives.

After the old man finished telling a history full of blood and tears, Xiaoya felt suffocated by the Abi Hell he described, and finally asked in fear: "Why did he do that?"

"There is no reason." Ding Sheng stared at the corner of the table and muttered unconsciously, then turned his head to look at his granddaughter and told him seriously, "The evil in people's hearts, Xiaoya...some are because they have seen too good It was only released... You must keep your eyes open when looking at people in the future."

Ding Xiaoya was silent for a long time, and then she understood why the adults didn't let them go out, and didn't let others in. Her expression changed obviously, becoming disgusted and indifferent. When she looked at her grandfather, she seemed to remember something. People suddenly softened.The old man in front of her taught her that after seeing the cruelty of human nature, she still believed in the hearts of strangers.

She asked: "Grandpa, you took them in. Uncle Zhao and the others found out, what should you do?"

Ding Sheng smiled gratifiedly, and even asked very easily: "They already know, what else can they do?"

Seeing the dissatisfaction on her granddaughter's expression, she sighed and said, "Help it, keep it. Laifeng Town will be catastrophe for a hundred years. It's a blessing or a curse, and it's a disaster that can't be avoided."

The residual candle was extinguished by the wind. After sending Xiao Ya back to the room, he went to the corner and picked up a bundle of wood to block the leaky wall, then sat back at the table, and read the lines carefully by the faint light. Those yellowed text.

The night rain was pattering, big and small, with the night wind blowing into the old house without doors and sills, Xiaoya couldn't sleep well on the bed, she opened the door lightly and saw that the table in front of Grandpa was wet Mostly.

Startled, she rushed over to pull him up and said, "Grandpa, why do you..."

Glancing at the closed door over there, she turned the subject slightly: "I'm afraid, grandpa will come to sleep with me." Saying so, she persuaded Ding Sheng away from the table, at least he didn't let him blow the cold wind all night, A night of cold rain.

Neither Xue Lang nor Yan Li slept on Ding Sheng's hard bed. One leaned against the wall and took a nap with his eyes closed, while the other leaned against him. little movement.

After walking along the wall for a while, he judged an uninhabited direction from the white field of vision, and rushed out as lightly as a swallow.

The dense forest gradually woke up from the night, and the kingfisher lost interest, squinting a pair of bean-sized eyes from time to time to respond to the calls of its partners, accidentally waking up other animals in the mountain.

However, Xue Lang's whistle shattered the peace of the countryside even more quickly.

Birds and beasts woke up one after another, and a black shadow flew by like the wind, appearing in front of Xue Lang.

"master."

The person who came was none other than Wang Lin who had been away for a long time.

The two walked a few more steps up the mountain, when Wang Lin asked a slightly strange question: "Did you come alone?"

Xue Lang stopped and sneered. "What do you think?"

Wang Lin was taken aback, and immediately knelt down to plead guilty: "This subordinate is talkative."

"Okay, get up."

"Yes," Wang Lin didn't dare to put his eyes on