Chang Huanxi

"Red, red, red!" Seeing her, the strong man trembled with excitement, pointed at her "red" with a finger, and remained silent for a long time.

Hongling obviously didn't sleep very well, so her temper was also not very good, "Honghonghong, what is red?"

The brawny man went straight to hide behind Shen Yanhuan who was closest to him, and pointed at her nose without giving up, and shouted: "The witch in red! Don't think I won't recognize you if you cut your hair!"

"Huh?" The veins on Hongling's forehead twitched, and she pressed her wrist subconsciously.

If you call her a goddess, she will admit it. After all, she has done some stupid things on her own, but she thinks she has never been a demon.

"You know her?" Qi Yuan pulled him out from behind Shen Yanhuan and asked.

The burly man shook like a sieve, but it didn't take long for him to gurgle out strings of local dialect mixed with official dialect.

"Why don't you know me! This witch was sent by Jingchuan Sword Sect! After she came, the dam collapsed. If it wasn't for her fault, how could such a coincidence happen!"

That's not right, Xia Hongling has been staying in Wangcheng since she entered the city, and it will take six months to go back and forth to Ganzhou, no matter how fast a horse is, it is impossible for her to make the trip in time.

This guy doesn't seem to be lying, so there is only one possibility.

He was not the only one who thought that Shen Yanhuan and Hong Ling also turned around. That person could only be Xie Ling who had the same face as Hong Ling and was brought back to Jingchuan by Hong Xiao earlier.

Hong Ling didn't want to argue with him, so she sat down on the seat he vacated and poured herself a bowl of soup.

"Brother, you must have misunderstood the person. She has been with us all this time, so it's impossible for her to show her face in Ganzhou." Shen Yanhuan moved the chair away calmly, so as not to let him block her from lowering her chopsticks.

The little girl in front of him looked very different from the one he had seen before, and the strong man also knew that he had misunderstood the person, so he smiled embarrassingly, and ran to ask the store to bring a new chair.

Everyone sat down and started to eat, but no one spoke for a while.

After the meal, Xu Mao's anger also calmed down, and he returned to his usual modest appearance.

However, the man and his family were probably frightened by his aura before, and they didn't dare to take a breath, and answered whatever they asked, they were extremely well-behaved.

"We ordinary people don't quite understand what you said, sir, there is just one thing worth talking about."

Knowing Xu Mao's identity, the strong man showed a lot of respect. Although Qi Yuan didn't say anything, Xu Mao obeyed him, so he could probably guess that he was a bigger person. Just the Jingchuan Sword Sect that often appears, and many people from the Jianghu..." He scratched his head, "Everyone is wearing white clothes and carrying a long sword, oh yes, just like this young master."

Qingwu?Shen Yanhuan suddenly had a toothache, where did the old man go?

"Then what did they do there?" Shen Yanhuan asked.

The strong man liked him very much, "I didn't do anything, I just chased and fought with Jingchuan Jianzong's people every day, hey! It's normal for people in the Jianghu to fight and kill!"

Shen Yanhuan: Hong Ling: Shen Yanhuan: "Want...to fight for the sect?"

Hong Ling: "No more! Rather than fighting, I'd rather lie down and rest for a while."

Shen Yanhuan: "It's true."

Xu Mao brought some money and dry food to those people, and gave them the two lean horses as a gift. The two groups separated and went in opposite directions.

Three months later, the group finally arrived at the gate of Ganzhou City, accompanied by an edict from the King of Liang to send Qi Yuan as a supervisor.

When they left, it was autumn when the maple leaves were dyed red, but when they arrived, it was already cold and bleak, and the fierce north wind was blowing like ice blades, and it hurt people's faces.

The inside of Ganzhou City is even more dilapidated and desolate, but those who can escape have already left, leaving only the sick and weak women and children in this city.

The house had long since been washed away by the water and was uninhabitable, and the people left behind were all crowded in a dilapidated thatched hut that looked like it was erected right away. There were uncollected corpses everywhere on the street.

They met many fleeing people along the way, and what they learned was similar to what the strong man said earlier.But seeing such a tragic situation with his own eyes, he couldn't help but gasp.

Hong Ling took a step forward, and the silver-threaded red lock shot out from her sleeve, and walked around the corpse's wrist and chest, before finally lifting her eyelids.

"You can't just leave it alone, that is, the weather is cold now, and the toxins from the corpses are not spreading so fast. After a long time, the rest of the people will also be infected with plague!"

She didn't deliberately lower her voice when she spoke, and of course the people in the grass shed not far from them heard it.

The crowd was in a commotion for a while, no one knew who was the first to start, no matter if it was a child with a broken leg, an old man who couldn't speak, an old man who couldn't walk, they all rushed towards them.It was like seeing a life-saving straw, and there was a light of hope in his eyes.

Shen Yanhuan's hand on the hilt of the sword suddenly didn't dare to move.

The crowd rushed in front of them aggressively but suddenly lost their temper, one by one looked left and then right, pushing and shoving each other to let the other speak first.

"Excuse me... are you doctors? Yes, are you here to save us?" A woman holding a child stepped forward and asked hesitantly. The child in her arms seemed to be in a bad condition. There was an abnormal blush, and her breathing came and went, sometimes rapid and sometimes weak.

Hong Ling frowned, and the silver thread wrapped around the child's little hand. "The fever caused by the wind and cold, coupled with living in a humid environment all the time, gave rise to a rash."

The woman thanked her repeatedly, but Hong Ling didn't let out a sigh of relief.

The medicinal materials were not delivered.How long can such a small child last?How many people are still infected in this city?

……

"Someone is coming? Three of them, all of whom are strong in martial arts." Shen Yanhuan suddenly drew out the long sword at his waist to block in front of them, and as expected, three figures of different colors landed beside them, occupying three different positions. the eaves.

"Uh..." The three looked at each other and spoke almost at the same time.

Hongyue: "Little Bell, come here!"

Bai Rensheng: "Little Ah Yan, come here!"

Master Zili snorted coldly, and said: "Master dog, apprentice dog, son, don't get me out of here!"

The people in Ganzhou City were stunned, looking blankly at the three people who appeared out of nowhere, and they didn't know who knelt down and bowed first, and then the rest knelt down one after another like mahjong tiles being pushed down Kowtow to the immortal.

Three people: "..."

The people who came were Hongyue, the master of Jingchuan Jianzong Hongyue Hall, Bairensheng of Qingwu Mountain, and real Zili from Yuxu Palace in Kunlun.

A carriage came flying from a distance, filled with smoke and dust, and the people in the carriage rolled out, looking very embarrassed.This person is Du Heng, governor of Ganzhou city.

"That's your master?" Shen Yanhuan quietly moved closer to Qi Yuan, and whispered in his ear.

Qi Yuan nodded, the master really knows how to speak, scolded four people in one sentence, even she scolded herself.

But having said that... Immortal Zili's Junior Brother, isn't that his Senior Uncle?This person is by their side?And Master's son?His eyes drifted to Xu Mao who was standing beside the carriage with a smirk.

"Interesting, I heard from the old man that the four major forces in Daliang, Jingchuan Sword Sect, Qingwu Mountain, Kunlun Yuxu Palace, and Daliang Royal Family are all together now."

Shen Yanhuan smacked her lips, it's terrible, I have to write it down and engrave it on a small wooden board!This is a big event, maybe later generations will say "witnessed the shocking scene of the gathering of the four great powers" when they hear about him!

"Fourth Highness! Master Xu! The official Du Heng came to pay a visit. The house has prepared wine and food, please..."

He didn't finish his sentence, when Bai Rensheng saw the two people getting close, he immediately blew his beard and stared, no matter who was talking, he shouted: "Little Ah Yan! Stay away from that thing! Come to Master quickly !"

Immortal Zili immediately became unhappy. Although she called Qi Yuan a dog apprentice, it might not be possible for others to call him "a thing". She put her hands on her hips, pointed at Bai Rensheng's nose and said, "You old man I don't care what the juniors do..."

She turned to Shen Yanhuan and said: "Little Bao'er, stop messing with him, you are a worthless old man, come to our Kunlun!"

"You old witch! Don't kidnap my apprentice!" Bai Ren jumped up on the eaves angrily.

Master Zili said: "Bah, you bastard!"

The two of them were arguing on their own, but Du Heng couldn't get in the way, and his forehead was sweating anxiously.

Hongyue ran to Hongling's side and watched them quarrel cheerfully with her, and even grabbed a handful of melon seeds from her waist pocket to share with the little apprentice.

Hong Ling: "..."

"Hey, my mother's swearing is still the same old way! But the master is also from Kunlun..." Xu Mao also watched with relish, and at the same time he didn't forget to drag the master to talk.

Qi Yuan said: "I didn't know that the master was actually my uncle Yuzhenzi who was erratic in the rumors? And Mr. Xu... Cough, I really can't tell."

Xu Mao also knew that the "can't see" in his mouth meant that he couldn't see anything, so he laughed and said: "No, I couldn't understand swordsmanship from Taoism when I was young, and I was full of thoughts about how to cultivate myself, rule the country and the world. ..."

After a while he said with emotion: "Ever since I accidentally won the first prize that year, I haven't been back to Kunlun for a long time."

Shen Yanhuan: Then you are too careless.

"Hmph! Ah Yan follow me! Stay away from this thing, bad luck! Bad luck!" Bai Rensheng dodged Zili's obstruction and came to Shen Yanhuan's side, forcefully pulling him away from Qi Yuan.

Master Zili rolled his eyes, his purple clothes fluttered on his toes, and grabbed Shen Yanhuan's other arm in a blink of an eye, "Who are you calling unlucky! What happened to my apprentice is unlucky! How could such a good-looking child be blinded by you? hand?"

The master who was silent all the time suddenly said: "You are Shen Yan? Bai Rensheng's apprentice, the one from the Shen family in Hengzhou? Impossible? How can you still be alive?"