Jianghuke

Lanhuai.

A small port town in Lingzhou, it can't be called prosperous, but it's not deserted either.

This place fits Xuanzong's style very well.

Chi Heting was dressed in a rough gray cloth, with a long sword on his waist, and a bamboo hat on his head. He was dressed in the standard clothes of ordinary Jianghu people, and no one would take a second look if he was thrown in the crowd.He just wandered around aimlessly like this, went in and out of several teahouses and restaurants, and even bought a couple of drinks for the boatman on the riverside.

After a few days, some eyebrows gradually appeared.

After scouting the last spot, Chi Heting took a gourd of kerosene, ordered a plate of peanuts from the restaurant across the street, and waited patiently for the sunset.

Tonight, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and there is nowhere to hide, but Chi doesn't care.

"As expected of the information given by Feihua Pavilion." He used the shadow of the tree to cover his figure, and looked at several people wearing Xuanzong's costumes secretly exchanging passwords. After entering, he carried a few boxes of things and left quickly, raising his eyebrows , whistled lightly, "The thing in charge of transshipment here is indeed the thing from the south."

The south is rich in a certain highly addictive millet fruit, and the government strictly prohibits private circulation.But in the eyes of black witches, this is clearly a rare and high-quality poison. Ninety-nine percent of Xuanzong are black witches, so they will naturally try their best to get it.

On the boxes that were just carried away, a special mark was exposed, which made Chi Heting's eyelids twitch wildly.

too familiar.

It was so familiar that he had the urge to turn around and run.

He also knew Xuanzong's methods too well.I'm afraid there are only a few pieces of millet in each box, and the rest are all Xuanyang grass, which is cheap and deceptive.

Suppressing the faint restlessness in his heart, Chi Heting jumped down from the treetops, as light as a night moth, and quietly approached the guard at the door. blue fluorescence.

The two guards felt as if they had been bitten by a mosquito on the back of their necks. They cursed and raised their hands to scratch impatiently. Suddenly their eyes froze and they fell down slowly.

After a moment.

The flames burnt up the moonlight, and the sound of drums and gongs and drums sounded as a warning.The only thing that survived was probably the handful of Xuanyang grass in Chi Heting's arms.

Lan Huai suddenly became agitated.

Chi, who ran away after setting off the fire, walked through the alleys with ease. According to the plan, he should be able to bypass all Xuanzong's checkpoints in half an hour and leave Lanhuai safely.

It's a pity that people are not as good as God.

A stick of incense passed by, and after two forks in the road were blocked, he randomly picked a house to climb over the wall, hid in the empty water tank, roughly estimated the number of people he encountered, and said solemnly: "Xuanzong This number...is not right."

The Baicaotang was closed day by day, and those with good intentions came to inquire if the black-hearted medicine hall had finally been closed down. After asking, they found out that it was Dr. Chi who went to the mountain to collect herbs and has not returned yet.

Gu Miao ate sesame seed cakes for ten days without any complaints, but often stood by the window looking at the crabapple tree in a daze, not knowing what to think.

On the day when the dry food was finished, in the middle of the night, something happened at the back door.

Gu Miao opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, the sporadic drowsiness did not disturb him at all, and without making a sound, he quickly put on his clothes and got up, grabbed the long sword and pushed the door out.After only two steps, I saw Dr. Chi, who had been missing for half a month, sneaking in through the back door, holding a cloth bag in his arms, as sneaky as a thief.

He loosened his hand holding the scabbard slightly, and said, "I thought you died on the mountain."

Chi Heting was taken aback when he came back at this hour, turned around hastily, saw the person coming, and pretended to be calm: "Gu Sanshui, you don't sleep in the middle of the night, are you catching mice?"

After finishing speaking, I felt that something was wrong. Aren't you scolding yourself?

Gu Miao didn't answer, looked at it for a moment, and said, "You're injured."

His voice was rare and soft, and there seemed to be a little bit of emotion in his eyes that could be called concern.

Chi Heting's eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost, he looked him up and down, and asked suspiciously, "Are you Gu Miao?"

nonsense.

"..." Gu Meiren has always been too lazy to answer this kind of nonsense, took the cloth bag in his hand and threw it aside, non-negotiable, "Show me."

what to see.

I can still stand right now because of my natural talent, if I delay it any longer, it will really fail.Chi Heting quickly shook off his hand, dodged it, and said dryly, "Small injury."

He dealt with it casually, but Gu Miao grabbed his wrist, dragged him back and pressed him against the wall.

"Your injury is not ordinary."

Gu Miao stared at him, her eyelashes trembling slightly, her eyes were shining brightly, she was really pretty.As soon as Chi Heting was stunned, Gu Meiren quickly tore off his skirt, revealing the dark purple wound on his arm, glanced at it, and quickly judged: "It's a poisonous wound."

Chi Heting was dumbfounded.

He never expected that Gu Miao would come up to pick up his clothes.

For a moment, his pupils trembled sharply, his soul flew into the sky, his mouth was open and he could not speak.

But Gu Miao didn't think it was outrageous, so she helped him straighten his clothes and asked, "Did you meet a black witch?"

"I...I am..."

"The poisonous injury should be dealt with as soon as possible. It's your fate to be able to hold on and come back." Gu Miao picked up the cloth bag on the ground, patted the ashes, threw it back into his arms, and led Dr. Chi all the way back to the house. , Called clean water, and went to strip his clothes.

Chi Heting finally came back to his senses, jumped back three steps in a frightened manner, clutched the skirt of his clothes tightly, and stammered, "What are you going to do?!"

"Detoxification."

"I, I can do it myself! Don't bother your old man."

Gu Miao glanced at him and put down the knife in her hand, but she didn't intend to leave either.Chi Heting took the knife and put it on the fire to roast it, and gestured at the wound twice, and now he felt that there was something wrong with things that were usually easy to do, as if the light was on his back, he couldn't help but raised his head and said: "What are you looking at?" See? Have you never seen detoxification?"

Gu Miao propped her chin, as if she was looking at something extremely interesting, and suddenly bent the corners of her mouth, the bright candlelight was reflected in her eyes, shining brightly, as if her soul would be taken away for a moment: "I'm thinking, Doctor Chi How did you provoke the black witch?"

Terrible.

This guy better not laugh.

Chi Heting gritted his teeth and squeezed out the poisonous blood, and said nonsense: "I don't know. A few people suddenly appeared on the way back and asked me if I had seen Chidie. I said no, and they insisted on taking me back to Xuanzong for interrogation. It wasn't luck that I found an opportunity to escape, and that's where my doctor's life was entrusted."

Gu Miao's smile froze, and she whispered, "Xuanzong?"

"Well, yes, Xuanzong." Chi Heting was busy treating the wound, not paying attention to his expression, and said casually, "You killed Xuanzong's eighteen black witches, don't people remember you?"

"Hold grudges?" Gu Meiren turned her face faster than a book, and suddenly turned cold, "If I don't look for them, they should burn incense and worship Buddha."

"You have enmity with Xuanzong?" Chi Heting thought of a strange record in the file given by Feihua Pavilion, and suddenly said, "No wonder nine out of ten of those who died at your hands were black witches of Xuanzong. I think they have It's hard to think about it, and you are rushing to die, so it turns out that you took the initiative to seek revenge."

"Mr. Chi."

"what?"

"The ones who died in my hands were flies that couldn't be shaken off. Once Xuanzong's people set their sights on something, they will be as hard to get rid of as a tarsus."

"Oh."

Isn't it.

Chi Heting secretly sighed in his heart, he couldn't fool the dead old man by feigning death, and after only two years, he set his sights on Ling Zhuzhou, and even used the name of Chi Die to cover up his whereabouts, he was paralyzed for a while, and almost surrendered snare.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Gu Miao had no choice but to continue: "If I continue to stay, it will implicate Baicaotang."

"You want to leave?!" Chi Heting's response this time was very timely, much better than before, "No! You can't leave yet, stay for two more days!"

Gu Miao: "?"

Gu Miao: "If you are short of money, everything in that purse will be left to you, and there is no need to pay it back."

"It's not a question of money!" He was afraid that Gu Miao would really leave, and when he went out two days later and saw a dead body, he hurriedly got up and grabbed his sleeve, "Your cold poison is not healed yet, so you can't leave .”

"Cold poison?" Gu Meiren looked at him in bewilderment, "It hasn't happened these days, it's already gone."

"It's all suppressed by the soup and medicine you drink every day. If you want to completely suppress it, you still need a medicine. Otherwise, what do you think I went out for?" Chi Heting pointed to the cloth bag as he said, "Wait two more On this day, I prepared the medicine... hey! Don't touch it!"

While speaking, Gu Miao had already unpacked the cloth bag on her own, grabbed a handful of sun-dried Xuanyang grass, put it under the tip of her nose and sniffed it, her expression was gloomy.

Chi Heting: "..."

"Doctor Chi," Gu Miao squeezed the Xuanyang Grass until his fingertips turned slightly white, slowly raised his head to look at him, and said softly, "I didn't know that this sun-dried medicinal material could be picked on the mountain?"