Changfeng has a place to return

It was very quiet in this house, and there was no sound.

"Saint." The servant called out again, knelt on the ground and did not dare to raise his head, only offering the empty chair in front of him as a holy object.

The moonlight shone through the window lattice, making everything in the house look extraordinarily pale, time seemed to freeze in this place, everything was isolated from the world, and the occasional barking of dogs and people on the street could not reach his ears.The window on the other side was wide open, and Gao Lin and a group of guards hid in the dark, watching the boy's extremely pious worship, from Haishi to Zishi, and then to Choushi, if he hadn't moved his body a little from time to time, The guards almost thought they were staring at a corpse, a sculpture.

A prayer is a whole night.

The watchmen also kept watch all night. At that time, it was getting brighter, and the number of people on the main street next door gradually increased.Gao Lin said: "This is an empty house, and he is just an abandoned child. He can't catch any bigger fish. Let's catch it."

The boy was already half-frozen from the cold, and when he was dragged up, his body was paralyzed as if being pricked by a needle. He didn't struggle, as if he had completely lost the ability to think, and his whole body was washed into a tool puppet of a cult.Gao Lin led his men to search the house three feet deep. The place was cleaned extremely clean, only a silver hairpin was found in the cabinet, inlaid with precious stones and butterflies.

He brought this thing back to the government office.

Liang Shu asked, "Who is the owner of that house?"

Gao Lindao: "Registered under the name of a butcher in the city, the government has arrested him and is currently on trial. This person is also a member of a cult, and his status is not low. He has a tattoo of the Baifu sect on his body."

"Only this hairpin was found in the room?"

"Only this hairpin, the rest, not even a piece of rag, is cleaner than a dog licking it."

"We have seen this hairpin before." Liu Xian'an reminded, "During the Chinese New Year at the market, there were four butterfly-shaped silver hairpins in total. I bought three of them for Ah Yuan, and the remaining one, because The color is too bright, so I don't want it, does the prince have any impression?"

Liang Shu ordered Gao Lin to investigate, and the owner of the jewelry stall was quickly brought here. He recalled for a long time, and confessed to the girl in the yellow skirt, saying: "That's the one who kept asking Miss Liu San if she was pretty. That day the prince After leaving with Young Master Liu, she spent a long time picking and picking at my stall, and finally was urged by the people around her to buy this in a hurry, she spent a lot of money, dropped a piece of silver and left without even asking for change."

"Did you say anything else?"

"No, she only said those few words to Mr. Liu."

Don't ask east or west, just ask how beautiful Liu Nanyuan is.After the jewelry stall owner left, Liu Xian'an said to Liang Shu, "Could it be Wumeng Yunle after disguise?"

"It's possible." Liang Shu said, "Perhaps she came to the city to confuse the servant, or to give some kind of reward, so that he could become a pawn of the cult."

Song Changsheng single-handedly created the explosion on the top of the white head, destroying the forces in the Central Plains that they had painstakingly managed for a long time. In the eyes of Bai Fujiao, such a traitor must die, otherwise the teachings will never be convinced in the future.Liang Shu took advantage of this to release news in Raven City, bestowing money and silver, respecting Song Changsheng as a great hero who broke the cult, so that all the people could see it—as long as he stood on the opposite side of Baifu Sect, he could become famous , to be profitable.

Driven by fame and fortune, the trend of purging evil cults really rose in the city. Under this situation, Liang Shu strengthened the protection of Song Changsheng. Except for doctors and servants, no one else could approach him at all.The meals and soups and medicines he used every day, as long as they were imported, were all prepared by the people in Prince Xiao's Mansion, let alone poisons, even flies couldn't fly over them.

The paths of assassination and poisoning are all blocked, there are only two paths before Bai Fujiao, the first path is to give up, but they will not choose in all likelihood, then only the second path is left, Start with the doctors and servant girls who are still close to Song Changsheng, looking for opportunities to kill.

Liu Xian'an said: "For them, the most trouble-free way is to send a prescription that can kill people, and convince us that it is the antidote. Otherwise, even if they successfully bribe someone, the poison will not be thrown into Mr. Song's bowl." .”

Gao Lin reminded: "But they may not do it immediately."

Liang Shu said: "Then force them to act as soon as possible."

Gao Lin hesitated: "How do you force me to deliberately leak a loophole? Those grandsons are shrewd and cautious, so I'm afraid it won't be easy to lure the snake out of the hole."

Liu Xian'an said from the side: "It's simple, just let them think that Mr. Song is about to recover, and after he recovers, he will be sent to the Northwest Camp immediately." To the Northwest Camp, there are thousands of troops to protect, Even if Bai Fujiao has great abilities in the future, it will be difficult to assassinate him, so if they want to eliminate Song Changsheng, they must seize this time.

So under the "treatment" of the genius doctor, the blue veins on Song Changsheng's face became lighter day by day, and seemed to be improving rapidly.But in fact, Liu Xian'an really didn't know what kind of poison it was, and he didn't know how to treat it. He still only used ordinary detoxifying and heat-clearing medicinal materials, as well as a little disguise technique, covering a layer every day, and applying a little rouge to improve his complexion. The room was full of doctors and servants.

Seeing that Song Changsheng's condition was getting better day by day, Bai Fujiao really made a move, and the servant took the initiative to hold a dilapidated "ancient book" and went to Aning.Gao Lin said, "I thought they would make up such a seamless story to lure us into taking the bait, but it turned out to be just this broken book."

"If we hadn't prepared in advance, the appearance of this broken book might really help them complete their plan." Liu Xian'an explained, "Although not all the medicinal materials for detoxification recorded in the book are common, they are all normal people can use Yes, there are several excellent tonics in it, and there is no murderous intention."

"I understand, I understand this." Gao Lin quickly replied, "Separately, they are good medicines, but boiled together, they will become poison. Although I don't know much about medicine, I have heard a lot about tea houses."

Liu Xian'an shook his head: "Boiling together is also a tonic, not poisonous."

Gao Lin didn't understand: "Then what's the effort?"

Liu Xian'an said: "There is only one possibility. These herbs are not poisonous, and they are not poisonous when boiled together, but if they are mixed with the poison already in Mr. Song's body at this time, they can become a deadly poison. .”

Gao Lin suddenly realized that this wild way was indeed sinister and cunning.

With the prescription, Liu Xian'an plunged into the vast sea of ​​books, and started mobilizing his friends in white to search for the answer together.When Liang Shu passed by the room for the first time, he saw him lying on the table in a daze, when he passed by the room for the second time, he was lying on the bed and sleeping, and the third time, he was standing by the window with his hands on his hips looking into the distance.

With such a unique way of working, it's no wonder that Master Liu would beat his son with a stick every day - most people really don't understand.

Only Liang Shu understood.When going to bed at night, he held his sweetheart who had been lying on the bed all day in his arms, and asked, "Are you tired after working all day?"

Liu Xian'an sighed deeply, very tired.

Liang Shu leaned in and kissed him.

Kissing is a no-brainer, no need to move, and it is very comfortable.So the definition of bliss in Liu Ergongzi's heart became more and more, he was bitten by the other party's lip, and he bit it until his dream, the world was also wet.The next day, I continued to work with my rosy and slightly swollen lips.

Ah Ning is innocent and innocent: "Young master, why do you get angry in winter?"

Liu Xian'an lay on his back with his legs crossed, flipped through the book in his mind, and replied, oh, it wasn't because of the anger, it was bitten out by the prince. I asked him to be gentle, but it still turned out like this.

Aning: "..."

Don't tell me in such detail!

Friends in the Three Thousand Worlds have been busy for several days, and Liu Xian'an in reality also filled dozens of sheets of paper with all kinds of conjectures, and the names of medicinal materials are densely packed. Knowing the poison that Song Changsheng was really poisoned by, and aiming at the real poison, he prescribed a prescription that could really detoxify it.

When Liang Shu found him, the Sleeping Fairy who had completed the task was lying on the ground sound asleep, and the wind blew the rice paper all over the room.He sighed with a headache, picked him up and carried him to the bedroom.

"Huh?" Liu Xian'an opened his eyes in a daze.

"Go to sleep." Liang Shu said, "Don't wake up."

Liu Xian'an raised his head slightly: "Your Highness seems to be in a bad mood."

"I'm so tired, can you still tell if I'm in a good mood?" Liang Shu kicked open the door and gently put him on the bed, "It's not that I'm in a bad mood, I'm just thinking about how many brocade and velvet blankets I have to buy in the future, Only then can it cover the entire Prince Xiao’s mansion, and cure your problem of being able to sleep on a piece of land.”

Liu Xian'an laughed, and muttered something in his mouth, then turned around and continued to sleep, sleeping for nearly ten hours, until he was completely relieved, he went to find Liang Shu to correct him, and spread blankets in Prince Xiao's mansion. It's called pampering and getting used to it, and it's called healing when it's covered with iron plates.

"Then do you want me to get used to it, or do you want to heal the disease?"

"Get used to it."

Get used to it more, get used to it and become lawless, that's exactly what Liang Shu thinks too.He smiled and pulled him into his arms, gently rubbing his temples with his thumb: "After taking the new medicine you prescribed, Song Changsheng's health has improved a lot, but he still pretends to be the same as before. Others can see."

"Then we can implement the next step plan." Liu Xian'an stretched his waist, "I'm sore all over."

"Are you sour?" Liang Shu said, "I'll press it for you at night."

But it was rejected, because His Royal Highness King Xiao's "pressing" is not simply pressing, but often touching and pinching, which cannot be said.

In the afternoon of that day, Liu Xian'an tried his best to disregard the objections of other doctors, and used the antidote sent by the servant.

Song Changsheng also logically "died" once.Liu Xian'an even deduced what symptoms he should have before he died based on the poison he was actually poisoned, and asked Song Changsheng to follow the same. Now even if the person from the cult is standing by the bed, he may not be able to see any flaws.

As for the boy, Liang Shu and Gao Lin both knew that he was most likely... or [-]% was an abandoned child, but they still decided to take him for fishing, and arranged for guards to pretend to be maids with white heads to rob the prison in the middle of the night.Although no big fish has been caught so far, at least a house and a butcher have been caught, which is not considered a loss-making business.

Everything progressed according to Liang Shu's expectation, the only not-so-pleasant thing is that the people in the city are currently complaining about Liu Xian'an's medical skills, because the fact is before his eyes, Mr. Song was put to death by him!It can be seen that the rumors cannot be completely disbelieved. Although this Second Young Master Liu is very good-looking and looks like a fairy, he is indeed an ignorant, lazy and playful.

Liu Xian'an himself didn't care about this, because he could probably be called the person in the world who doesn't care about fame. Seeing Aning squatting next to him, he didn't seem very happy, so he pointed the jade fan in his hand at the sky and asked He: "Look at the current color of that cloud. Is it the real color of the cloud? I don't think so. The color of the sky is not the real color of the sky, and the color of the cloud is not the real color of the cloud. The color of the sky and the cloud They are all the colors that the world thinks they should have."

After talking endlessly for a long time, Ah Ning fell asleep.

Liu Xian'an's thoughts had already flown ninety thousand miles, and he sighed, "Hey, my life has a limit, but knowledge has no limit.

The news of Song Changsheng's death also reached Bai Fujiao's ears.

Wumeng Yunyou was seriously injured. Although the leader personally diagnosed and treated her, and a large group of witch doctors and ancestors waited on her, she was still unable to move at this time, so she could only lie on the bed, wrapped in a thick bandage, and asked, "So smooth?" ?”

"Yes." Wumeng Yunle sat beside his bed, "He's dead."

Wu Mengyun said leisurely: "No wonder I see that Master is in a very good mood this morning. It turns out that you have made another contribution."

There are still many witch doctors busy in the hospital, and Liu Hengchang is also among them. Although the leader of Baifu Sect, for Feng Xiaojin's sake, promised him to see Wumeng Yunyou, he only "sees" the doctor. Acupuncture cannot be administered, and medicine cannot be prescribed, obviously still distrustful.Liu Hengchang was not in a hurry. Seeing that the witch doctor was going to the pharmacy, he volunteered to follow him, carrying a heavy box in his hand, and was diligent and quick.

The pharmacy here is not an ordinary pharmacy, but a place where Bai Fujiao stores precious medicinal materials. There are a large number of poisonous Gu hidden in the dark room, and it is extremely difficult for others to step in. The light gate has three levels of repair.The witch doctor walked to the first gate, looked back at Liu Hengchang who was following behind, and reminded him with a blunt accent that this is the residence of the leader. After entering, don't walk around and look around, otherwise be careful of your life and your eyes son!

"Yes, sister, don't worry." Liu Hengchang hurriedly lowered his head.

The witch doctor took him into the courtyard together.The residence of the leader of Baifujiao is naturally well-defended, and there are patrolling disciples everywhere, and Liu Hengchang is not qualified to enter the pharmacy, so he can only wait outside with a suitcase. While waiting, there are at least five disciples guarding him, let alone If you walk around or even look around, you will probably be reprimanded.

Liu Hengchang thought to himself, yes, this trip is for nothing.

The witch doctor stayed in the pharmacy for a long time, less than half an hour, even the sun was hidden in the sky, and the wind began to blow. Liu Hengchang was so cold that he sneezed, so he laughed and hid under the eaves , because there was not much movement, those disciples didn't pay much attention to him.

The ajar wooden door was blown open a small crack by the wind.Liu Hengchang lowered his head, and his eyes drifted into the room. From this angle, he could only see a small half of the room, which was an empty living room with only a short table and a portrait.

At the first sight of the portrait, Liu Hengchang was really taken aback. The person in the painting has a pair of foxes with slanted eyes. At first glance, it looks like Feng Xiaojin, but on closer inspection, it is a portrait of a woman. She is extremely beautiful, with a charming expression and frivolous movements. Her upper body is leaning on the railing, holding a round fan in her hand, as if she is teasing someone outside the painting.

Liu Hengchang pondered, they looked almost identical, could this be... Feng Xiaojin's sister?younger sister?There is a signature on the painting, but because the distance is too far, I can't see what is written clearly.At this time, the witch doctor had already taken the medicinal materials and came out, so he could only put his mind away, leave in a proper manner, and wait for the next opportunity to come back.

The atmosphere in Raven City became somewhat depressed because of Song Changsheng's "death".This is also the result that Baifujiao wants to see. This death is used to inform all believers of the fate of betraying Baifu Buddha.

"His Royal Highness Xiao Wang, who is so famous, has nothing to do with them?"

"Looks like there isn't."

"No matter how powerful His Royal Highness Xiao Wang is, can he still surpass ghosts and gods?"

"You can. When His Royal Highness King Xiao was in the northwest, he always said that ghosts are sad."

"..."

But the Northwest and the Southwest are different after all.

Maybe Gui Jianchou will also be dissatisfied.

In short, the joyous laughter during the Chinese New Year is hardly seen in Raven City at this time.And those who had boasted before, saying that they would go to battle to catch the cult, so as to honor their ancestors like Mr. Song, also tightened their tails.Just Zongyao and whatever clan, even his life is gone, and he doesn't know when he will be mourned, alas.

When the big guy passed by the government office, when he thought of this incident, he couldn't help turning his head to look a little more, and sighed.

But there was no black and white banner hanging out at the door.

At the same time, not far from the government office, there was a sudden movement in the abandoned blacksmith's shop in the middle of the night.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

The sound of crisp iron clashing can be heard endlessly, which can be called a nuisance in the silent cold night.

The little baby was woken up, and the adults were also woken up, crying and cursing, thinking that the old king selling kitchen knives was acting like a demon again, after waiting for a long time without rest, he just put on his clothes angrily and went Go theory.But when he went out, he saw that Lao Wang was also wrapped in a big padded jacket, and he was very innocent: "Why do everyone scold me, am I sick? Why are you playing iron in the middle of the night?"

In fact, he didn't need to defend himself, because when Lao Wang was cursing, the sound of blacksmithing continued without stopping.

"Ding ding, ding ding, ding ding!"

more dense.

Old Wang is the only blacksmith in Raven City, not him, then... At this time, someone suddenly remembered the number one swordsmith who had just died recently, screamed in shock, and stammered, No, it can't be Mr. Song, right?

The cold wind was blowing, making everyone get goosebumps.Haunted!The timid ones turned around and ran home without saying a word, while the bold ones gathered in pairs and followed the sound to see what happened.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

The government was also alarmed by the sound, and when the common people found the blacksmith's shop, it was already surrounded by government servants.

Through the short courtyard wall, you can see the red flames soaring into the sky.

"Captain Li, captor!" A young man whispered to himself, "Brother Li, is this... the blacksmith invited by your lord?"

"Don't ask, don't ask, go back!" Li Butou was also flustered, "Don't, don't stay here!"

"What happened?"

"Didn't you hear what I said, my lord has an order, no one is allowed to approach, everyone go back!"

The yamen servants drove people away collectively.The people ran this trip in vain, not to mention gaining nothing, but things became more mysterious and weird, it was creepy.The young man was very curious, he walked back and forth, but he still did not forget to look back, and asked Fa Xiao with his mouth: "Haunted?"

Li Butou nodded hastily, and waved him to leave quickly.

The young man gasped, and slipped quickly with oil on his feet.

At this time, the situation in the blacksmith's shop was indeed haunted, because Song Changsheng, who had been "dead" for several days, was now forging his sword, ding ding dong dong.

Liu Xian'an said: "So it should be quenched at this time, I quenched once and broke once before, no wonder I couldn't find the reason."

Song Changsheng was surprised and said, "Second Master Liu can also forge swords?"

"It doesn't count." Liu Xian'an took the iron clamp from his hand, "My family has its own knife maker, who is responsible for forging some tools for cutting medicinal materials. My father thought I was lazy, so he drove me to blacksmith, and stayed there Seven or eight days."

Later, the Second Master Liu was dizzy from the heat, and lay on the bed for three days with a cold handkerchief on top of it. Mrs. Liu scolded her husband for three days. The horse was about to run away from home, but it was Liu Nan who was willing to step forward and persuaded his father to return to the villa.

Song Changsheng couldn't help laughing: "Master Liu is still so impulsive?"

Liu Xian'an said slowly, "My father is also a normal person."

It is inevitable that people will be impulsive. Anyway, Second Young Master Liu does not think that what his father did is childish and shameful. On the contrary, he thinks it is very interesting and cute. It is better than picking up a stick and beating himself every day, so when you meet everyone Passionate about sharing.

The owner of Liu Zhuang thousands of miles away: Sudden chest tightness.

Song Changsheng worked hard for an hour before returning to his room to rest.The city was quiet, and people's hearts were not quiet. Almost all the people in the city spent the night with their eyes open.

The only one who slept well was Second Young Master Liu. He was wrapped in a warm and soft blanket, and he had a big dream and didn't want to return. As for why he returned in the end, it was because his butt hurt.

He drilled under the quilt dissatisfied.

Liang Shu slapped again: "Get up!"

Liu Xian'an turned around and looked at him weakly, why do you want me to get up, you are lying down yourself.

But His Royal Highness Xiao Wang would not reflect on it, he pulled the person into his arms: "A Ning taught me, if you can't wake up, and you can't wake up with shaking, you can only wake up."

"Then did you call?"

"No."

"Shaking?"

"nor."

"..."

Liu Xian'an let out a long sigh, threw himself back into the bed, forget it, don't care about it.

But Liang Shu refused to stop, and hugged him again, asking endlessly, "Are you going to sleep again? We've been together for so long, why haven't I seen you get angry with me once."

Liu Xian'an replied with a deep sleepiness, why should he be angry.

"It's a lifetime." Liang Shu lowered his head and kissed him, "I want to see you angry, even if you wake up angry."

Liu Xian'an completely ignored this strange demand, because he didn't intend to get up at all, so he was out of breath.

So His Royal Highness Xiao Wang began to play by himself, touching from top to bottom, from through the clothes to without the clothes.

The Fairy of Sleep remained motionless.

Liang Shu rested his chin on his shoulder, exerting a slight force with his hands.

Second Young Master Liu lying on the bed: "..."

Liang Shu tilted his head and asked, "Aren't you angry?"

Liu Xian'an felt that, in fact, the feeling was not bad.

He turned his head and glanced at each other.

There was a smile in Liang Shu's eyes, and the distance between the two was very close: "Huh?"

Liu Xian'an lay down again.

Not angry.

Can't get angry.

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