Jianghuke

Jiang Wuzhou was puzzled and said: "The King of Medicine is old, and he usually doesn't leave the Valley of the King of Medicine easily, so why did he come to Pingwei Prefecture all the way this time?"

"The old man Yao Wang is definitely still living in the valley." Cen Xi looked a little happy, "It should be that the little uncle brought some news. Brother, can you let me go too?"

Jiang Wuzhou hesitated and said, "This..."

Noon Qinghuan took the letter away abruptly, and said, "No way. If someone forges the handwriting and sets up an ambush in the Sunset Pavilion, wouldn't your little lamb be snatched away? If it is really your uncle, I can take him away." Please come to Lingde Lake as a guest."

"But the little uncle has a weird temper and doesn't like to come over as guests. I'm afraid he and the old man Yao Wang proposed to meet at the Sunset Pavilion. I haven't seen the little uncle for a long time... I want to go..." Cen Xi said more and more Whispering, he stared at the pavilion master for a while, seeing that he didn't show any accommodating intentions, he looked at Jiang Wuzhou again.

Jiang Wuzhou rubbed his hair, and said: "It's not peaceful these days, you'd better go out less. Besides, the agreed time has already passed, and you may not be able to see people when you go."

"No way!" Cen Xi was in a hurry, "There is a grass leaf imprint at the end of this letter, it's a code that only my uncle and I know!"

"Grass leaves?" Chung Qinghuan narrowed his eyes and turned the letter paper horizontally and vertically, "It really looks like a leaf picked from a medicinal herb. He pressed it on purposely? I thought it was produced by your Medicine King Valley Ordinary flower paper. What does the code mean?"

"Just, that's..." Cen Xi hesitated for a while, feeling that there was nothing to hide, and explained, "If you accidentally miss the date agreed in the letter, it will be postponed for another ten days. At the same time and the same place, he will return Will wait there."

"That's four days later." Zon Qinghuan rubbed the blade of grass, pondered for a moment, then nodded to Doctor Cen, "You can come too."

Jiang Wuzhou looked at him with some disapproval: "The time agreed in the letter is Haishi. Ten days later it will be the first day of the next lunar month, and Heting is going to steal bone erosion incense. At this juncture, you must It would be too reckless to go out of the city for an appointment in the middle of the night and bring Zixi with you."

"Don't worry, with me here, nothing will happen to him."

Jiang Wuzhou rolled his eyes at him and turned his back, obviously annoyed.

Cen Xi twisted his fingers anxiously, not knowing what to do for a moment.He didn't want Jiang Wuzhou to be so worried, and he was afraid that Zhong Qinghuan would change his words in order to make people happy, so he really didn't let himself go.Just as he was in a dilemma, he was suddenly slapped heavily on the back, staggered a few steps, and almost fell on the table.

"Don't be in a daze." Zong Qinghuan said, "If you don't do something at this time, how can you make Wu Zhou feel at ease?"

Cen Xi was confused: "I, what should I do?"

"Find out the map on the outskirts of the city, find some fast and hidden paths down the mountain, and then ask me to borrow two people to accompany you to the Sunset Pavilion tomorrow to familiarize yourself with the terrain. If the time is wrong, you will still have the strength to escape." Noon Qinghuan hated iron for being weak, "Could it be that you expect the owner of this pavilion to make arrangements for you? It's right to protect you all day long, but Feihua Pavilion never takes care of everything and waits for other people to arrange it. Cough, You know what I mean."

As soon as these words came out, not only Cen Xi was stunned, but even Jiang Wuzhou turned around and stared at him without blinking, as if he didn't recognize him.

The master of the pavilion felt guilty when he was looked at, and said: "But Wuzhang, if you really don't want him to go with you—"

"No, you're right." Jiang Wuzhou's expression softened, he walked up to him, and said in a low voice, "I was too worried. Qing Huan, you really... have indeed become different from before."

This sentence is worth hundreds of compliments, Zhong Qing was elated, and pretended to raise his hand to brush his broken hair, quickly rubbed his fingertips against the soft earlobe, and lowered his voice and said affectionately: "Senior brother."

Jiang Wuzhou's eyelashes trembled twice, he pressed against his wrist, and continued: "But I really don't want to see Zixi covered in blood again, you...you remember to take care of it."

"I assure you on the reputation of the pavilion master that nothing will happen to Cen Xi. He said that it was his little uncle's secret code, and the possibility of forgery has dropped from [-]% to [-]%. Besides, I have other arrangements. Even if The one who followed was a useless rabbit, and this pavilion master can bring him back intact."

Jiang Wuzhou was finally persuaded and said, "Then it's up to you."

The appointed day, Haishi, Sunset Pavilion.

On a cold winter night, Cen Xi wore a cloak and huddled beside Zhong Qinghuan, like an alert little animal, looking around with his eyes wandering.

Zhong Qinghuan was very relaxed, and he was still in the mood to joke with Cen Xi: "Is your little uncle punctual? If you don't come after a while, I'll leave you and go."

"Little uncle is very punctual..."

The bright moon disappeared into the black clouds, and the bushes in the distance of the Sunset Pavilion rustled. The jagged shadows that were originally gathered by rocks and short trees slowly squirmed and condensed into a black shadow in the shape of a human.

Nocturnal Qinghuan had never seen such a strange phenomenon before, he was startled immediately, the long sword came out of its sheath with a "chuckle", and it was about to slash at the ghost with flickering cold light.Unexpectedly, someone was faster than him, and rushed out like a rabbit, shouting while running: "Little uncle!"

Chu Qinghuan: "..."

Can anyone recognize this ghostly look as his uncle! ?He reluctantly withdrew his sword.I don't know how this kid grew so big, he didn't have the slightest defensive heart, so he just rushed over.

"Senior nephew, long time no see." The clear voice came out from the messy shadows. Under the dark and bright moonlight, I could barely see that it was a handsome young man disguised with vines. At first glance, I thought he was jumping through the cracks in the stone Come out the land father.

Cen Xi threw himself into the man's arms and said happily, "Little Uncle! It's really you!"

The eldest grandson wiped off the grass and vines on his body, turned his head and pulled out a lantern, found the torch and lit it, handed it to Cen Xi habitually, and said, "Good nephew, hold it for my uncle."

"Hey."

He wiped away the grass clippings by the light of the lantern, looked up at Zhong Qinghuan, bowed calmly, and said: "I have heard the name of the master of the Zhong Pavilion for a long time, and Sun Yue, the elder of the medicine king valley, came here in the name of the medicine king. Feihua Pavilion sent a message."

"Brother Changsun, you don't need to be too polite." Zuo Qinghuan bowed his hands and returned the gift, "It's late at night and the dew is heavy, so let's talk in the Sunset Pavilion."

In fact, the sunset pavilion is not warm, but at least there is a place to sit.

Noon Qinghuan grabbed Doctor Cen, who was about to wag his tail in joy, and sat him down beside him, saying, "I don't know if there is any important news from the King of Medicine. Do you need to trouble Brother Elder Sun to climb the mountain in the middle of the night?"

"This move was done out of necessity, and I hope the pavilion master is not to blame." Changsun Yue said, "I heard that the Feihua Pavilion is preparing to hold a crusade meeting, and the King of Medicine has a secret past, which may be detrimental to the heroes who participated in the crusade. I specially sent my subordinates to inform the Pavilion Master."

"Old things?"

The eldest grandson Yue smiled slightly, and said: "The faction of doctors is incompatible with black witches, and my poor nephew was even expelled from the Valley of Medicine Kings because of this. Does the pavilion master know the root of it?"

Zhong Qinghuan frowned: "One saves people, and the other harms them. Naturally, the way is different, so we don't conspire with each other."

"No. The pavilion master should know that doctors all over the world respect Medicine King Valley. The two factions are incompatible. The reason... I am ashamed to say that this involves a disgraceful old incident when Medicine King was young." Eldest grandson Yue paused, looked at the two people on the opposite side of the stone table, and said in a shocking voice, "Yao Wang once made good friends with Xuanzong Sect Master of the previous generation, and regarded him as a confidant. Who would have thought that if he didn't know people clearly, he would lure wolves into the house and be stolen in the end?" thing."

Noon Qinghuan's eyelids twitched, and he intuited that these two things are very important, so he asked, "Dare to ask Brother Changsun, what is it that was stolen?"

"One is called Same Fate Gu." Changsun Yue sighed softly, "The other... is called Bone Corrosion Fragrance."