Luo Yan Hu does not return

Feng Liyuan took the pill in his hand, then nodded slightly, Ge Hong retreated a few steps, and disappeared in the darkness in a blink of an eye.

"Hey, put Douer quickly!" The pulse taker grabbed Feng Liyuan's wrist and didn't let go for a long time, Qiu Lai seemed a little impatient.

"Brother Feng, taking advantage of the hustle and bustle tonight, there is one more matter, so let the eldest brother clarify it earlier."

When the fire was extinguished, Feng Liyuan couldn't see Shi Le's eyes clearly, so he said in a deep voice: "Brother Shi, it's okay to say."

"Have you ever inquired about... your mother's background?"

"Mother?" Feng Liyuan looked at Shi Le with a very strange expression. Qiu Lai was about to move, and the doctor who took the pulse took a step back. Step forward and hold on.

Seeing that Shi Le hesitated to speak, Feng Liyuan finally understood, and shouted: "You take Qiutang first." Before he could finish his words, Qiu Lai picked up Qiutang and disappeared in an instant.

Suddenly, Shi Le said in a leisurely voice, "Brother Feng, I know that your mother...is a Qiang."

"impossible!"

It was supposed to be a shocking word from Shi Shi, but Feng Liyuan was unmoved.

According to the family rules of the Feng clan, except for famous families from all over the Central Plains, it is absolutely impossible to marry a foreign clan.What's more, his father's departure from Fengjia Jianzhuang was something after he was born.

"I sent someone to check. The horse head on your feet is exactly the same as the auspicious beast of the Baima Qiang people. Only the descendants of the patriarch's direct line are eligible to engrave it."

After Shi Le said, Feng Liyuan didn't respond, and he thought to himself: "Everyone knows that the Baima Qiang people live in seclusion and have thousands of secret magic techniques, but he doesn't care about the difficulty of being far away from the water. To get rid of the taboo of getting close to the fire, isn't it a case of rushing to the doctor in a hurry..."

After a while, Feng Liyuan casually said: "The horse's head on my feet is really rough, and I can draw a picture of a cat if I bring it to a painter. My father made friends everywhere back then, maybe it was just for fun, and he gave it to his son Put it on, if you miss a stroke or two, let others see it, not to mention sending rescuers, I'm afraid you'll have to pay for your life."

Shi Le laughed a few times, and said again: "Even though Brother Feng is thoughtful, he doesn't know something. The hero Zhishui once had a kindness to the Baima Qiang people. As long as you hold his saber, the people there will know you." Thank you so much for helping me."

"Saber?"

Shi Le patted twice, and a person came out from behind, holding the scabbard in both hands, Feng Liyuan looked at the lines on the hilt and grid of the sword, and sure enough it was the same as Cheng Ying.

"Brother Feng has been missing for the past two years, and I don't know how he left the sword in Feng Qigu's hands. In order to get back the sword, I, brother, have spent a lot of effort. This time, remember It can't be lost again."

Feng Liyuan thought to himself: "Brother Shi didn't know the existence of those three Heavenly Son Swords, so it took no effort to obtain them..." After a long sigh of relief, he said: "Thank you, Brother Shi, for your hard work. It seems that this is going to make me leave overnight?"

Shi Le nodded, waved his hands to draw out two strong men, and said, "Brother Feng, it's not that elder brother can't trust you, it's just that your friends have great powers, if they rob you halfway, I'm afraid all the hard work you have put in before will be in vain." .”

Feng Liyuan's whole body was weak, and he couldn't summon half of his strength to resist, so he could only let the two men pinch him down, pinch his throat, pour down a bag of strange-smelling potion, and smiled bitterly in his heart: "Okay... Now the poison is added to the poison, the hero of flowing water will never return, and from now on... there will only be one half-crippled and not-crippled wretch..."

When he left, it was the same as when he came, Feng Liyuan was driven on the horse by those two people, without a word of comfort, he was tied up in a mess.

Feng Liyuan was dizzy from shaking all the way, and couldn't stop thinking wildly: "Should I...should I give the Hanguang Sword to Ah Heng? Looking at the specifications of the secret room, I'm afraid there are countless treasures hidden in it. In whose hands, maybe it will be another bloodbath... Ah Heng is so rich, why should he get involved in this matter, could it be that he has some kind of "money addiction"? According to this statement, I seem to have a "sword addiction", If you don't practice two times a day, your hands will be itchy..."

Because of an incomprehensible decision, Feng Liyuan persevered all the way to the bank of Qiang River.

Compared with the unnamed mountains created by Xue Heng, the cottages of the Baima Qiang people are even more difficult to find.The three went around and around, and finally saw two herdsmen herding sheep, but they ignored them and quickly disappeared.

Looking at Feng Liyuan's pale face, the two men were finally a little worried about Feng Liyuan's life and death, they untied him from the shackles, and poured half a bag of river water, only then did they get a little angry.

The two talked and laughed by the river, using their own language, Feng Liyuan didn't understand a word, so they could only be lost in thought.When he turned his head again, those two men somehow fell to the ground unconscious.

"Brother Feng, I'm late."

Feng Liyuan's eyes widened before he recognized Ge Hong's face from the flying beard.

In fact, Ge Hong was hiding in the dark that day, and he could clearly hear Shi Le's choreography. While the two men were resting, they searched through the horses and bags, and searched the two men after nightfall, but they never stopped. He couldn't find the whereabouts of the antidote, so he had to follow Feng Liyuan's symptoms and rush to a village on the way to prepare the antidote.

Feng Liyuan frowned, and poured the dark ointment into his mouth, but after half a day, it didn't seem to get any better.

Every hour, Feng Liyuan would scratch his heart and struggle for a while, which was shocking to watch.

Feng Liyuan didn't wake up until the night completely darkened, and Ge Hong rushed to him: "Brother Feng, you can't hold on like this for too long, why don't you... I'll call Ah Heng's people, let's move away." A good place to recuperate?"

Feng Liyuan waved his hands and said: "Since Zhichuan is not a man of the world, can't he see through life and death? Feng has practiced swords for twenty years, half his life is absurd... there is no place for him to use his skills, and he lives by himself." Kill yourself."

"Brother Feng, you are so benevolent and righteous that you let go of your hands so casually. Isn't it Zhichuan's fault? If you bear it any longer, I will come as soon as I go."

Feng Liyuan was lying on the edge of the water plants alone, looking up at the residual clouds under the moon, murmuring, "If my mother is still alive, why has she never wanted to see me? If Brother Shi's words are true, would she be in that cottage?" Encounter? If she knows that her son can't hold the sword of the hero of flowing water, will she be willing to admit it..."

In the mountains and forests, flowers are fragrant and birds are singing, and a little morning dew is refreshing. Feng Liyuan smells the aroma of tea and rice, and unconsciously stands up.

Standing outside the doorpost not far away, Ge Hong turned his head and smiled at him, his beard and beard straightened a lot, then walked to Feng Liyuan's bedside and picked up a bowl of soup.

"A few miles away from the river, I met a kind grandmother. She made this medicine. I don't know if it will work or not. You try it first, and I will find out later."

"Zhichuan is bothering you, then... the lightsaber, do you still have it?"

When mentioning Hanguang Sword, Xue Heng would inevitably be involved. Ge Hong's face darkened slightly, and he said in a low voice: "Brother Feng already knows the origin of Hanguang, and all those disasters, why do you want to—"

Feng Liyuan interrupted: "Now that Feng is a useless person, he will definitely not pull out this sword and harm innocent people. It's just that Brother Shi told me that my mother may be from Baima Qiang. I got the token and entered the stronghold of the Baima Qiang people, and I will definitely return it when the time comes, and I ask Zhichuan to agree."

"What do you plan to do with the soldiers and horses that Shi Le begged for?"

"I don't want to lose my trust, but I also know the advantages and disadvantages of the Hu people taking control of the Central Plains. This trip, I just want to find out my life experience and recognize my mother. As for helping Brother Shi, there is nothing I can do."

"Since that's the case, in three to five days, when Big Brother Feng recovers from his internal injuries, shall we go together again?"

Feng Liyuan frowned, now that the oil is exhausted and the lights are dry, it is hard to say whether he can last a day, and after a long silence, he said: "I am almost recovered, after noon... let's go."

Ge Hong saw Feng Liyuan's embarrassment, turned around and walked out of the room, and shouted in the courtyard: "Grandma, we're going out at noon, so we don't have to waste more food and firewood."

With Ge Hong exploring the way, the two of them had already found the gate of the village within less than an hour of walking.

Standing outside the gate of the village were a few youths dressed in fur and felt, with blue cloth handkerchiefs on their heads, and their waists and legs wrapped in attire. At first glance, they looked tall and straight, and they uttered a few inaudible words, which were not like the day before yesterday. Those two boors were suffocating.

The chicken and the duck talked for a long time, and the young man who ran back to the village brought out a middle-aged man, and then he explained the two people's intentions clearly. After a while, another handsome young man came, who was about the same age as Feng Liyuan, Ge Hong Guessing from his clothes, he is probably a leader.

The middle-aged man said again: "The chief said that the hero Zhishui has a kindness in the village, so I invite the two of you to come in and talk about it."

Ge Hong immediately carried Feng Liyuan on his back, and closely followed the young man's pace.

The humidity in the mountains made Ge Hong feel a little bored. He turned his head to the middle-aged man and said, "Brother, my elder brother has been poisoned for a long time, and he is in danger now. May I ask if there are any herbs in this mountain... I will explain briefly below." Medical skills, as long as you can detoxify your brother, stay here from now on—"

Ge Hong wanted to say more, but Feng Liyuan on his back almost rolled down, so he raised his hand to hold it down, and the middle-aged man said leisurely: "Master witch doctor knows everything, you are a distinguished guest invited by the chief, I will rescue you Brother, there is no need for you to worry."

"Master witch doctor?" Ge Hong glanced back, the middle-aged man disappeared without a trace, his eyes were filled with surprise for a moment.

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Sorry, it's still late