Sword cuts mountains and rivers

Xiao Junlan's face was a little pale, and she stepped forward to shake his wrist, but avoided him before touching him, and slowly lowered her hand.

He stood where he was, watching Xiaojun arrive at the desk, dipped his pen and ink and began to write the prescription.

"The plague outside the city was caused by generals. Ningsi went to Jingzhou, perhaps to wake up generals. The herbs in this prescription need to be nourished with spiritual power, and they will be effective after nourishment."

Xiaojunlan's characters were compiled and carved by Kyushu, with silver hooks painted on iron, as if they were carved out of a book.He wrote very slowly with ink on it. Ye Wanqing glanced at it and saw that it was very specific, so he didn't say anything more.

Less than a quarter of an hour after the prescription was written, the ink on it dried up. Xiao Junlan handed the prescription to him, his dark eyes reflected on him, and his voice lowered a little.

"I have already found out the whereabouts of Ning Si. If Xiao Wan is free, we will go look for him."

Ye Wanqing put away the prescription, and looked at Xiao Junlan when she heard the words, with a little surprise in her eyes, he thought about the recent arrangement, and replied.

"I don't have time right now, I'll come over in a few days."

Ye Wanqing took the medicine and left conveniently, his back quickly disappeared into the corner of the alley, Xiao Junlan stood there until the figure was no longer seen.

His hands were stained with ink, and his gloomy eyes dimmed accordingly.

It was winter in Jingzhou, and Ye Wanqing asked someone to check the prescription. He used spiritual power to moisten the medicinal herbs according to what Xiao Junlan said, and then boiled them. The boiled medicinal juice was first tested by volunteer guards. Then the fever subsided.

Ye Wanqing then ordered people to set up accounts outside the city. His selfishness and narrowness were given to Xiaojun, but he was magnanimous to others.

In the past few days, he has been helping to cook medicinal juice for the plague-stricken people outside the city. Every batch of medicinal herbs has been inspected by him, but he has never appeared in front of people.

The prescription was given by Xiaojunlan, and it was Xiaojunlan who really saved them.

The people outside the city didn't know who Ye Wanqing and the guards were, they only knew that it was Xiao Junlan's medicine that saved them, they knelt down outside the city to worship Xiao Junlan, but they didn't see him, the sound of Xiao Jian's death had spread all over Jingzhou .

With the prescription, the plague outside the city was curbed and the situation improved a lot. Ye Wanqing had been busy day and night for more than ten days, and her skin was tanned darker than before by the wind and sand outside the city.

The bright face became sharper, like a rose surrounded by thorns among thorns, with a cold and tough temperament.

"My lord, it's almost time outside the city, the rest is left to the guards."

Ye Wanqing was able to get away from the busyness, he glanced at the flags hanging high in the city, and asked, "What does Uncle say?"

"The city lord has ordered that if they really recover in a few days, they will be let into the city."

Ye Wanqing hummed, and asked again: "Where is Xiao Buyi, where did he go?"

During his busy few days, Xiao Buyi often came to help him, Xiao Buyi was very popular with children, but within a few days, he became the godfather of a group of children.

"It was still here just now."

Qi Jin wanted to find him, but Ye Wanqing held Qi Jin down, and he passed by himself.

He went to the tent set up by the refugees and saw Xiao Buyi and several children from a short distance away. Xiao Buyi gave each of them a candy figurine. Following Xiao Buyi, introduce the characters made by Tangrener.

"This is the original Kyushu God of War, Shen Yingxue knows..."

"You said he could beat the ghost king. He used to be the ghost king. After he pacified the ghost world, he committed suicide...and then became the red lotus on Lutai Mountain."

"However, this kind is a minority. Ghost kings usually do harm to all living beings."

Xiao Buyi was talking, when he saw Ye Wanqing coming, he asked the child, "Who does your Brother Ye look like, what do you think?"

When several children saw Ye Wanqing, they scattered in a swarm. Ye Wanqing also found out that these cubs were afraid of him, just like many small animals didn't like him.

He didn't think he looked fierce, so he subconsciously frowned at Xiao Buyi, "Come out."

A few children hid behind each holding a candy figurine, Ye Wanqing glanced at it, Xiao Buyi followed him to go out.

When going out, Ye Wanqing noticed a figure coming out from behind, and was almost knocked over by a child. The child was a little embarrassed, and offered Ye Wanqing a candy figure as if offering a treasure, with a mark of a candy figure in his dirty palm.

Ye Wanqing didn't react, the child in front of her was tiger-headed, with a flushed face, bumped into his arms and quickly backed out.

The sound is crisp and raw.

"Brother Ye, this is for you, thank you for taking care of us for so many days."

The child was a little apprehensive, thinking that his elder brother was always cold and good-looking, so he looked different from them, and they dared not talk to Ye Wanqing.

But remembering that Ye Wanqing covered them with quilts at night, he regained his courage and gave the other party his favorite sugar figurine.

Ye Wanqing was a little stunned, this was the first time a child approached him, his lip line was tight, naturally he couldn't want this sugar figure, he looked into the child's bright and slightly expectant eyes.

He hesitated a little, said thank you, took the sugar figurines over, then saw that there were still in Xiao Buyi's arms, and took two more for the children.

Xiao Buyi: "..."

Ye Wanqing wanted to say something, but before she could say it, the child happily left with the candy figurine, not forgetting to say thank you brother when she left.

He held the sugar figurine out, stared at the sugar figurine on the way, Xiao Buyi followed behind him.

"Junior brother, I don't usually see you so embarrassed, why are your ears red?"

Xiao Buyi fished out two more from his arms and handed them to him, "If you want, I have plenty here."

It's different.

Ye Wanqing didn't ask Xiao Buyi for it, he came to find Xiao Buyi just to say that he was leaving.

"It's almost here. I don't plan to stay here. My mother is urging me to go back every day. How long are you going to stay here?"

Xiao Buyi stopped when he heard the words, looked at the distant sky, squinted his eyes slightly, and said with a smile: "I should not stay in Jingzhou for a long time, this place will end soon."

They are close to the city gate, and they can see the movement not far away from the city gate. Ye Wanqing took a look and found that it was a long line of carriages.

The headed guard wore a white cloak and looked a little familiar.

"People from the Presbyterian Church? What are they doing here?"

"Who knows," Xiao Buyi's eyes were slightly far-reaching, as if he smiled, "They usually come to check on evil spirits."

"Maybe it's for the sake of the evil god."

Ye Wanqing didn't know much about the Presbyterian Church, only knew that Xiao Junlan was a member of the Presbyterian Council before, so he slowly looked away.

It has become increasingly obvious that Jingzhou is disturbed by evil gods. It would be a good thing if people from the Presbyterian Church can solve the problem.

"Junior Brother." When Ye Wanqing was about to leave, Xiao Buyi stopped him.

Ye Wanqing turned around and looked at him.

"It's okay," Xiao Buyi smiled, with a slight tenderness in the corners of his eyes, "We will meet in the future, and we will still be friends."

"For the time being." Ye Wanqing threw down these four words, he went to Qi Jin's place, and took the carriage back.

Xiao Buyi came to Jingzhou, stayed in Jingzhou city all day long, never went out of the city, and never interacted with other people, only recently went out of the city, and the reason for going out of the city was to help him.

It seemed that there was no problem, Ye Wanqing always felt that he seemed to have neglected something, he frowned and couldn't think clearly.

He looked at the scenery outside the window, the wind in Jingzhou was always cold, and it hurt his face, with a deep chill.

There was only one last thing left to deal with, and he asked Ning Si to undo the evil spell, after which he was going back to Fenglai.

For some reason, Ye Wanqing calmed down suddenly. His intuition was always accurate, but this time he felt a little weird, but he didn't feel palpitations.

Maybe something was going to happen, but it wouldn't implicate him.

Ye Wanqing thought to herself, there is only one thing he has to do recently, even if he fails to find Ning Si to break the evil spell, it is not he who suffers, but Xiao Junlan who suffers.

He thought of Xiaojunlan, Xiaojunlan hadn't appeared recently, but the guards had come outside the city to help, and the guards who came to help kept silent about Xiaojunlan.

It was as if their master had disappeared from the world.

After the beginning of winter, it rained a lot, and it was a rainy day when Xiao Junlan came to look for him.On a rainy day, the sky was gloomy. Xiao Junlan was wearing a pure black brocade robe, and her black boots were not stained in the mud. Her whole figure seemed to blend with the rain.

He held up a bamboo bone umbrella, his large robe was empty, his whole body was thin and out of shape, but his face was lively and bright, his eyebrows and eyes were as deep as two secluded wells, forming an extreme contrast between the two.

People can't help but think of the flashbacks of some dying people.

Ye Wanqing came out to meet someone, he opened his mouth to say something ugly, but met Xiaojunlan's eyes, he didn't say anything again.

He seemed to have an intuition in his heart, not just intuition, but what he saw, common sense told him a fact.

Xiaojunlan was about to die.

When this thought came out, Ye Wanqing was stunned for a moment, thoughts popped up in his heart, but he suppressed them again, standing in the rain, not letting Xiaojunlan in.

"If you have anything to say, just say it here."

"My mother is not in good health. If you go in, maybe she will get sick."

Ye Wanqing's eyes were cold, but the emotion in his eyes was obvious, he disliked the current Xiaojunlan.

The fingertips holding the bamboo bone umbrella turned slightly white. Xiao Junlan stood there and looked at the young man opposite him for a long time. He had been in a coma for ten days, and came to look for someone as soon as he woke up.

He patiently healed the scars stabbed by the teenager in his heart, his voice was gentle and flattering.

"I won't go in...Xiao Wan is willing to see me, I am satisfied."

"How is Xiao Wan recently... You seem to have lost a lot of weight."

Ye Wanqing didn't want to talk about these meaningless things with Xiao Junlan, so he asked directly: "You came to me, did you want to take me to find Ningsi?"

"I can only go out on rainy days these days..." Xiao Junlan lowered her eyelashes, watching the raindrops fall from the umbrella.

"Ning Si won't stay here for too long, there are still two days left, we will go there today...it should be too late."

"Where is he now?"

Xiao Junlan: "In an underground palace outside the city."

Ye Wanqing nodded, indicating that she understood.

"I'll go there at night, and we'll meet directly at the entrance of the underground palace."

"Xiaowan..."

After he finished speaking, he turned around, his sleeves were pulled, Xiao Junlan held the umbrella in one hand, and tried to pull him through the rain curtain with the other hand.The moment he turned his head, he saw the rain falling on Xiao Junlan's wrist.

The rain touched Xiao Junlan's skin, and a black mist was formed.

Ye Wanqing paused slightly, he quickly understood what was happening, and there was a little indifference and contempt in his eyes.If this matter gets out, Xiaojunlan's title of Sword God of Kyushu will surely become a joke.

The majestic Kyushu Sword God actually practiced sorcery.

Xiao Junlan slowly withdrew her hand, her pitch-black eyes were a little narrowed, and her voice was slightly lowered, "Xiao Wan, I can't die."

"That's it," Ye Wanqing said in a slightly sarcastic voice, "Your life is more important than others."

Xiao Junlan was silent and did not answer, stood where he was, and called him again.

"Xiaowan."

Xiao Junlan's deep eyes are full of dryness and desolation. When you look into them, you will feel breathless, with too many strong emotions.

His voice is very soft, falling into the evening wind in the silent rain.

"Is it... Only when I die can you forgive me."

Ye Wanqing didn't turn around this time, leaving only a cold back, and stepped into Xihe Palace.

This question is meaningless, to forgive or not to forgive, is not important.

The palace was brightly lit, and the figure under the sycamore tree outside was holding an umbrella, and stayed in the night until the night was deep and the figure was submerged, and there was a long wind under the sycamore tree.

Ye Wanqing tidied up his things before leaving. He only wore a sword, and when looking for things, he found the red agate bracelet that Jun Chi had given him on his birthday.

At that time, he was too happy to pay attention, but now he realized that the beads were not glass threads, but the traces left when the cracks were glued together.

This is the bracelet he broke that snowy night, it was made by Xiao Junlan for him back then.

Xiaojunlan picked them up with her own hands after his death, glued them one by one and gave them to him again.

The glued things are not as strong as before.Ye Wanqing exerted a little force, and the string of beads burst instantly, large and small beads scattered all over the ground.

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