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Chapter 141 140. Purple Mansion Qi, Chudu Medical Clinic (7.2K words - long chapter, please subscribe)

One thought is only a moment, it is born and then dies, how can it last?

But the thought that followed the remnant soul of Zhang Han into his mind not only hid his search, but also lasted until now?

The four words "late Purple Mansion" suddenly emerged from Song Yan's heart.

Through the "Ghost Infant Sutra" and the information left in the remnant soul of Zhang Han, Song Yan still has a certain understanding of the late Purple Mansion.

"I think" is the characteristic of the late Purple Mansion.

This is a very special thought, and the so-called clone of the late Purple Mansion comes from this.

When a thought enters the body of a mortal, it will forcibly suppress the soul of that person, and then occupy the dominant position, as if taking over the body.

But this method of "taking over the body with one thought" can only be used against Lian Xuan and the existence below him, and if he has not sat in Xuanxin, the consumption will be quite large, and it is still continuous consumption.

As for being separated from the individual, wandering alone, immortal for thousands of years, containing information, and serving as a key to the secret realm, that is impossible to do, so the insect thoughts in Madam Ling's mind are at least in the Divine Infant Realm.

In addition, because of its independence and continuity, "my thoughts" can naturally be used as a way of communication.

But this kind of connection can only be used for the existence of the Crimson Palace and above, and the lower realm is "possession".

The Crimson Palace received "my thoughts", and the thoughts in the mind can even be spied on to a certain extent.

The Purple Mansion received "my thoughts", but because its own thoughts are also strong, it cannot be spied on. However, if you are more careful, you can also "imprison" the "my thoughts" through your own thoughts.

There is no doubt that this "my thoughts" in Zhang Han's mind was "imprisoned" by him again and again, and it was hidden very deeply, otherwise it would not be undiscovered by Song Yan.

At this time

Song Yan suppressed his heartbeat and the desire to respond quickly, and quickly sorted out his thoughts. After all, the next sentence may determine the environment he will face later.

Is it good or bad? Is it life or death? Is it a promising future or poverty? Sometimes, isn't it just in one sentence?

Some fragments of Zhang Han's memory flashed through his mind, all of which he obtained from the residual soul.

In the snowy land, in the heart of the earth's evil spirits, a fox demon came from afar and bowed from afar.

Zhang Han sat upright in the heart of the evil spirits, and the skin and bones around him whistled and swirled, covering his face

The brief exchange and the use of my mind made Zhang Han realize that he was no match for him.

Then, Zhang Han accepted the task.

'So, the other party didn't see what Zhang Han looked like. '

'Just like the communication between the Purple Mansion Realm ancestor of the two-headed blue man-eating arrogant insect and Madam Ling, they confirmed each other by thinking, not anything else. '

'In this case, Madam Ling can pretend to be Grandma Zhu, why can't I pretend to be Zhang Han? '

Song Yan breathed a sigh of relief, but then his heart tightened again.

'What if it's a trick? '

'What if the other party doesn't know where I am at all and is trying to trick me out? ’

‘Or maybe, the other party doesn’t know whether I’m dead or not, so he’s testing me? ’

‘So should I respond or not? ’

Song Yan was thinking, and a new voice came to the strange thought.

The voice was more and more impatient and a little contemptuous.

“Small places, after all, have little knowledge.

You are in the east now, right?

Well, the direction of the sea, the edge of the deep sea.”

Song Yan almost exploded like a cat whose tail was stepped on when he heard this information.

An indescribable powerlessness arose from the bottom of his heart, and he almost stopped breathing.

It was a kind of "old-fashioned Zifu, powerful race, rich heritage, and endless trump cards" crushing and despising him, a poor boy who "just entered Zifu and was penniless".

However, he still didn't respond.

If you have the ability, keep talking.

Sure enough, since the owner of the voice wanted to use him, he really continued talking.

"There is a treasure in the Purple Mansion Realm, called the Qi-Viewing Bead. This bead can distinguish the aura above the Crimson Palace. Those that are not as high as the Crimson Palace are white, and those that are higher are red. In addition, it can also distinguish the aura of race to a certain extent.

This thing is not very useful in the Shanhai Kingdom, because there is the aura of the strong everywhere, muddled and mixed together, like a sky full of red clouds. At most, it can play a starting role in a small range and prevent the invasion of the ancient clan. But the ancient clan has some cracking methods and interference techniques, which are very useless.

However, in a small place like Jin, it is very useful.

You say that a piece of red cloud suddenly appeared in a place where mortals live. Is it conspicuous?

You say that in the mortal forbidden place of the East China Sea, where a group of sea beasts stay, a human aura suddenly appeared, and it was a red cloud. Is it conspicuous?

You are also lucky that no sea monster has paid attention to you. Otherwise, if you are targeted, you will not have a good result."

Song Yan:.

Purple Mansion Realm Qi-Viewing Bead?

Can it observe the aura above the Crimson Palace?

Can it distinguish the aura of the human race and the monster race?

No wonder Grandma Hong and General Gu were so determined that "once the Purple Mansion comes, he can't hide at all."

So that's what happened.

Who can hide?

If he hides in a mysterious place like Master Li, he will be caught in a minute.

Song Yan sighed lightly and smiled bitterly at himself.

At the same time, the edge of the deep sea, which was originally safe in his eyes, was not so safe.

Maybe he had been targeted by the sea monster, but the sea monster couldn't spare anyone to deal with him, or he had not yet entered the sea monster's "killing range".

After all, he is also in the Purple Mansion realm, so he is not so easy to kill.

But having said that, if the Siren knew that he was in the Purple Mansion Realm with "empty hands, no treasures, and no background", I wonder if he would immediately kill him.

At this moment, the voice continued to sound.

"Still not responding?

If you don't want me to give you a chance, if you really want me to find you out, the conditions will have to change. "

Song Yanchang sighed and responded: "I made a mistake. That kid had too many cards, and he learned the method of visualizing the sea of ​​suffering from nowhere, and pulled me into it. Then he used the ice hell bracelet to block the door and wanted to fight with me. We will die together. If I hadn’t escaped at the last moment, I would have died.”

"Ice Hell Bracelet? Hey, it's just a Horcrux. It doesn't matter what you want in this small place." The voice was a bit sarcastic, and then said, "Don't worry, there are still very few Zifu Realm ghosts. It doesn’t take much practice, but if you can achieve this, you are considered a genius.”

"It's just a Horcrux. This Ice Hell Bracelet is a treasure in our land of the Three Kingdoms!"

"Hahaha"

"Sir, today I realize that I, Zhang Han, am just a frog at the bottom of a well. I have never seen the outside world. I have spent hundreds of years in vain without knowing how high the world is."

"Okay, Zhang Han, work seriously for me from now on and I won't treat you badly.

My name is Ying Cry Master, and I will be waiting for you at the entrance of Guyan Wasteland for a month.

Come on, hehehehehehe”

The voice suddenly changed and became high-pitched, like a baby crying.

The cry of a baby, coupled with the title "Baby Cry Master", should have been quite funny, but Song Yan couldn't laugh at all. All he could feel was shivers and horror.

He once heard Grandma Fox and Grandma Red say: The more deeply the multi-tailed fox tribe practices and the more numbers they end in, the more their voices sound like babies, and the more they like to eat people.

One month later.

A mysterious figure wearing a silver mask appeared in the lonely wilderness.

Sitting on a big rock in the wasteland was a red fox demon with its legs crossed, six tails high and sharp eyes. The pot in front of it was bubbling, with human limbs and heads boiling in it.

The limbs had obviously been fried in oil, and the surface was still golden and crispy.

"See the Master."

Song Yan saluted.

The red fox demon raised its mouth, revealing the dense fangs inside, looked at the visitor sideways and said, "Take off the mask."

Song Yan took it off, revealing his face that had been destroyed by the sword energy.

These sword energies are all the sword demon dragons he used himself. However, although it is destroyed at this time, it is still quite easy for the Zifu realm to restore a face.

"You made the Master laugh." Song Yan sighed softly, his eyes flashed with memories, and then he sighed, "That is really a cunning boy, I was careless. The reason why this scar on his face is kept is to remind him all the time. Even if I face a weaker opponent, I can’t be careless.”

After saying that, he suddenly pulled off his clothes, revealing several minor sword wounds on his body.

And in the sword wound, you can still vaguely see the flowing evil spirit, like a densely woven red thread, which is the sign of a powerful ghost cultivator.

Master Yingwei raised his chin slightly, squinted at the red lines of evil energy, and said: "Song Yan is really an old ghost who can challenge Zhi Si.

You are also a blessing in disguise. This battle has consolidated your realm, right? "

"Yes." Song Yan put on his clothes again.

The man who cried like a baby put his hands into the scalding boiling water, grabbed one of his hands and started to chew it. While eating, he licked his tongue and made a high-pitched snort like a baby's voice. He said in his mouth: "People in this small place eat When I woke up, I still smelled of earth, and it was very fresh. I wanted to eat it again after eating it once. I have asked the Puppet Sect to worship three thousand people every year, so it is not a waste of time. "

After saying that, it rolled its eyes and looked at Song Yan.

Song Yan looked into the pot and suddenly saw a human head being turned upside down by the boiling water.

Who is that head if it's not the second prince of Jin Dynasty, Ma Zhao?

Sure enough, there was no way anyone who had a close connection with Song Yan, was close to the north, and was still alive and kicking could escape being tortured and killed.

However, his expression was indifferent, neither sad nor happy.

"Let's have something to eat together?" Master Ying Ciao said with a smile.

Song Yan openly showed an embarrassed and bitter smile.

While Master Yingwei was speaking, he had already finished eating one of his hands. He wiped his paw slightly, wiped it in the void, and threw out a storage bag.

Song Yan hurriedly took it.

Ying cried and the master said: "The map of Dachu, the Qi-Wang Pearl, the Soul Threshold Guidance, are all included in the travel orders for the mountains and seas south.

Go to Chu State, capture that boy named Tang Fan alive, and bring him to the Soul Throne of King Yi to meet me.

The time limit is five years. In the winter of five years, you must appear at the entrance of the Soul Thrust of the King.

By the way, Tang Fan's strength and potential should be about the same as Song Yan's. If he failed once, he wouldn't fail again, right? "

Song Yan said: "I wonder if there is a Zifu realm in Da Chu?"

Ying cried and said to the master: "If there is, I won't ask you to go. The Xuanxin in that place is not yet complete, so you can't leave the Zifu."

"yes."

Song Yan respectfully collected the storage bag, scanned it briefly, and confirmed that the route to the Chu Kingdom was heading north to the Guyan Wasteland, passing through the outskirts of the Multi-tailed Fox Clan, and then heading west. After confirming, he was not in a hurry to leave as if fleeing for his life, but complained: "Master, I live in a small Zifu. Apart from killing thoughts attacks, there are really no treasures that can be taken out. I have a single method. very.

When I fought against that boy Song Yan before, if I hadn't been afraid of hurting him and was timid, I wouldn't have been like this."

The Master Ying cried and said, "I haven't done anything yet, but I know I should ask for some benefits first."

It grabbed it from the void, and immediately threw out two ropes made of unknown tendons, saying: "These are blood-trapped ropes.

As long as it is suppressed and tied up, Jianggong's blood will be frozen and cannot be used, and can be easily taken away later.

But the rope itself cannot withstand a blow from Brother Jianggong, so it must be suppressed before use. "

Song Yan took it, thanked him repeatedly, and then said respectfully, "Without further delay, I'll set off right away."

Master Yingwei waved his hand and said, "Remember to report the progress to me and stop pretending to be missing."

"Yes." Song Yan responded, then saluted and headed north.

Master Yingwei looked at his back, narrowed his eyes, scratched his chin with his fox paw, and then shook his head.

I don’t know if Song Yan is a ghost cultivator, but he is definitely not Zifu.

An existence that can reach the early stage of Zifu can only be Zhang Han.

After thinking about it, it focused on eating the food.

Two years later.

Autumn.

The Imperial City of Chu State.

Luxurious revelry and feasting by the river.

The little ladies wrapped in neon clothes, all dressed in rouge, raised their gentle little hands to wave and shake at the passers-by who liked it, shouting: "Sir, come on, play tricks, it's fun."

The Hongxiang Tower's signboard is also one of the best in the Imperial City. It's dusk at this time, and although the autumn scenery is desolate, it's the time when Fireworks and Willow Lane starts to get lively.

A small pharmacy on the diagonal side of Hongxiang Building finally started to welcome customers.

Sobering pills, body strengthening pills, and anti-pregnancy pills are the best-selling types of potions.

Of course, this small pharmacy named "Changchun Tang" has more than just these medicines, but as a new store with little reputation, naturally there are not many old customers coming to support the business.

What's more, the boss of Changchun Hall is still an ordinary-looking young man, so not many people come.

In the words of some old people, if you have a hairless mouth, you will not be able to do things well.

Of course the young boss was anxious. He lowered the price of medicines and boasted loudly. However, after successfully screwing up the conditions of several patients and causing those patients to take a lot of medicine, although their conditions did not get worse, they did not get better. Few people went.

Just a few days ago, the third mistress of the Qin family in the imperial capital slammed the medicine package he prescribed at the door of the store and angrily scolded "god damn quackery", so the Changchun Hall became even more deserted.

Fortunately, the young boss had some crooked tricks and began to launch some special drugs for Hongxianglou, which allowed the pharmacy to reluctantly open.

The young boss was also frustrated. At this time, he only hired a rough boy with a little knowledge of medical skills to help him sell medicine. He didn't even do the consultation work. It seemed that the pot had been broken. .

Fortunately, the young boss is still popular.

Because he is young, and although his appearance is ordinary, he is young and has the title of a doctor, which is enough to be looked down upon by the young lady in Tianxiang Tower next door.

At this time, the young boss sighed again and walked out of Changchun Hall. The boy sitting behind him shouted: "Doctor Li, business is good today. Tianxiang Building has just opened, and we have sold six doses of medicine!"

Song Yan slapped his forehead, his eyes full of annoyance, and muttered: "I knew I would have studied for a few more years, but now my money is tied up here, but what should I do? I'm really worried."

As a master of hiding all year round, Song Yan naturally knows the "way of hiding from the world".

Mediocrity, some small shortcomings, and some suffering of not getting what you want are the best ways to integrate into all living beings.

A miracle doctor won't work; it won't work if he charges high prices and makes some sensational signs like "only seeing three people a day"; ordinary doctors won't work, because ordinary means he will be very busy.

How could he find Tang Fan when he was busy?

The qi bead could only locate a certain area, but could not accurately locate the target. He could only come here to look for it.

Fortunately, Tang Fan obviously didn't know that there was such a treasure as "Qi Wangzhu" in the world. At this time, he should be hiding in the most prosperous Chuhuang Palace with the idea of ​​"hiding in the city or hiding in the court". All.

There are still some small differences between Da Chu and the Three Kingdoms.

The profound veins of the Three Kingdoms are either in the deep mountains and old forests, or in rivers, seas and lakes, but the profound veins of Da Chu are under the imperial capital.

This makes the trouble even greater.

Because there are not only many people here, but also sects. The size of that sect is roughly the same as that of Nanwu Jianmen, but not as big as the Puppet Sect.

If he wants to kill everyone, it won't be a problem.

The Purple Mansion Realm is not something that low-level monks can consume to death.

If he really wanted to take action, he would basically just think of a great elder, which would be easier than killing a chicken.

However, it is not his method to make the thunder loud and the raindrops small, and to turn things upside down with a lot of busy work but fail to accomplish anything.

He just waited patiently and observed.

Purchasing, going into the mountains, giving up on himself, and thinking of random ways to save Changchun Hall can make him walk as many roads as possible.

His reputation as a quack would buy him enough time.

A doctor can let him enter many places.

And if he encounters Hongyun leaving the city, he can follow him and take a look. After all, there are only about a dozen Jianggong monks in the entire Dachu Imperial City, and among them there is a fox and a wolf sent by the fox and wolf clan.

This fox and wolf are frantically infiltrating the Chu Imperial City just as they did when they caught him. However, because of the existence of sects here and the rapid destruction from above, the fox and wolf clans have restrained themselves, and are not as good as before. Grandma, Grandma Red, and General Gu can eat people on the street at will.

However, he knew where the foxwolf was, but the foxwolf didn't know him.

The foxes and wolves only knew that their clan had sent a powerful person from the Purple Mansion, but they didn't know where the powerful person was.

At this time, Song Yan also understood why Master Yingxiao didn't come by himself.

It was really too far. It would take a year just to travel. This was still the distance from Jin to Dachu.

Wouldn’t it be nice to have this time to practice?

After he came here, he spent a year confirming that the terrain of Dachu was similar to that of Jin. It was like an isolated small hole in the soil suppressed by the mountain and sea demon kingdom, and there was no way to escape from here. What's more, after seeing the "Qi Wangzhu" and understanding the existence of sea monsters and the like, he temporarily stopped running around. During this year, he also established Changchun Hall.

At this time, he also had an unspeakable sense of drama in his heart, a feeling of changing from a "mouse" to a "cat". As for the rest, he could only adhere to the idea of ​​"a dead Taoist friend will not die a poor Taoist" .

He gave himself a year and a half to rush to the King of Chu Hun Thri from here, which meant that he would continue to stay in the capital of Chu Emperor for another year and a half.

If after a year, he still doesn't have any news about Tang Fan, he will start to kill the Jianggong monks of Dachu Sect.

After they kill them all, the red cloud that remains is Tang Fan.

When the time comes, he will show up slightly and show off his power in the Purple Mansion Realm.

Tang Fan must take the opportunity to escape.

If he runs away, he can catch it.

Song Yan is quite confident about "running away".

If it were him, without knowing the existence of the "Wangqi Pearl", if he saw that the Purple Mansion Realm who came to arrest him was in his hidden city, he would definitely find an opportunity to escape.

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard the cry of "meow" coming from not far away.

Song Yan looked down and saw a pitiful calico cat wagging its tail and huddled in the corner, looking at him expectantly.

When he moved, the calico cat shrank back.

But after realizing that he was not approaching, the calico cat ran back again and looked at him expectantly.

At this moment, a faint fragrance suddenly came from behind him.

The fragrance is not light, but smells gaudy. It is obviously not a rare product in the Chu Imperial City.

He turned his head slightly and saw a little lady running towards her with her sleeves covered. Then she squatted next to the calico cat, stretched her hands out of her sleeves, and opened a small bag containing food.

When it opened, it seemed like the cat's nest was exploding.

A bunch of cats ran out behind the calico cat, including one that was only three or four months old.

The cats gathered around the small bag and started eating.

Only then did Song Yan realize that it was not him that the calico cat was looking forward to, but this kind man.

Only then did the young lady realize that there was someone else next to her. She looked up and saw the young man's face and exclaimed: "Doctor Li!"

Song Yan scratched his head in embarrassment.

He recognized this little lady.

This young lady's name is Shuangyun, and she is a prostitute from Hongxianglou. The price is quite cheap. It costs ten taels of silver for a table of food and wine to spend the night with you. If you sleep alone without food and wine, it costs three taels of silver. Tianxiang Tower in Chuhuang City is really cheap.

He.slept.

"It's frost cloud."

"Doctor Li"

The two looked at each other speechlessly.

Song Yan broke the dead silence and said with a smile: "Feed the cat?"

Shuangyun said with a bitter face: "Don't let grandma know."

The grandma she mentioned was none other than the Madam of Tianxianglou.

After saying that, her eyes lit up again and she said: "Next time Dr. Li comes, I will accompany you attentively and will not lie still. I will definitely make you comfortable."

Song Yan said: "Why do you feed the cat?"

Shuangyun said: "It's pitiful. In the winter, there are still kittens that have just been born and raised. If no one feeds them, they will die. But even if they are fed, they may still freeze to death."

As she spoke, she looked a little sad, and then added: "These foods are leftovers from the guests. Even if they are not given to the cats, they will be thrown away."

Song Yan nodded slightly, then squatted down and tried to touch the cat's head, but Sanhua gave him a fierce look and retracted his hand.

Shuangyun was stunned for a moment, and then squatted down.

She raised her hand and touched it, but both Sanhua and the other kittens obediently let her touch their heads.

Song Yan took a deep breath and showed a true smile that he hadn't seen in a long time.

The market is very dirty, but there are clean places.

Suddenly, he ran away, ran to Changchun Hall, took some lunch food, returned quickly, and then piled up next to the cat with Shuangyun's surprised look on his face.

Shuangyun said in astonishment: "You, you."

Song Yan said: "I feed the cats too."

Shuangyun stayed for a long time, then smiled and said, "Doctor Li is really kind."

Song Yan sighed: "He's just a damned quack."

Shuangyun chuckled when he heard him making fun of himself. After laughing, he added: "Quack doctors are also doctors, but they are much better than us."

The two of them chatted for a while and watched the cat eating.

Time passed quickly, Shuangyun saw Hongxianglou getting busy, and hurriedly picked up her skirt and ran back.

Song Yan stood up, and Sanhua, whom he had previously disliked, came over, raising his tail, meowing, and gently rubbing against his legs.

He stretched his arms comfortably and then ran away. After walking for a while, he arrived in front of "Wang's Butcher Shop".

When the waiter behind the butcher shop saw him, he said, "Hey, Doctor Li is here."

Song Yan smiled and said, "Can you keep the pig skin for me today?"

The waiter smiled and said, "I know that Dr. Li likes to eat skin jelly, so I will naturally keep this for you."

The two of them paid with one hand and delivered the goods with the other. Song Yan was generous and the other party was also willing to leave the pigskin for him.

Song Yan took the pig skin, returned to Changchun Hall, closed the door, and began to make the skin. After making it, he made pig skin jelly, and then drank it alone with a pot of Shaodaozi from Tianxianglou, accompanied by the new snow in late winter this year.

While drinking, there was a "dong dong dong" rapid knock on the front door.

"Open the door quickly!"

"Open the door!"

Song Yan hurried forward and opened the door, only to see a few guests in straw raincoats and bamboo hats standing outside the door.

Those guests had swords on their waists, but no mysterious energy, obviously they were Jianghu people.

And then there was a smell of blood, mixed with a strange smell of decay.

The patient was quickly carried to Song Yan.

Song Yan took a look and saw that it was a middle-aged man with scratches on his body and the wounds began to decay.

And the wounds were obviously scratched by monsters, and they were intermediate monsters.

As a person who is not a cultivator, it is not easy to hold on after being scratched by an intermediate monster.

He asked, "What's wrong?"

The man in the bamboo hat said viciously, "Can it be cured?"

Song Yanru was frightened and hurriedly began to treat with the methods of ordinary doctors.

However, how could such an injury be cured by ordinary doctors?

Before he finished his work, the patient had already died.

The man in the bamboo hat drew his sword in anger, roared "quack doctor", and then wanted to lift the roof of his Changchun Hall. Fortunately, he was stopped by someone, and then he ran away without paying. When he ran to the door, he jumped high with his body skills and cut off the plaque of his "Changchun Hall" with a knife.

At the same time.

In the Chu State Sect-Qianhe Sect, an old man was lying on the bed dying.

Even though many medicines had been used, it was still useless.

"That is the Jiang Palace monster, which is very good at sneak attacks," the old man coughed, "Fortunately, fortunately, it was also killed by me, cough cough cough."

This old man was the great ancestor of Qianhe Sect, "Hezu", who was in the middle stage of Jiang Palace and lived to be 150 years old. Recently, I heard that a wave of monsters appeared. In order to seek resources and quell the unrest, He Zu led many disciples and people from the martial arts world to capture them, and then after paying a lot of price, he killed a lot of the monsters.

But he never expected that the core monster of the monster dynasty was actually a monster of the early stage of the Crimson Palace, which was very good at "assassination and hiding". He was attacked unexpectedly, but he still responded quickly and killed the monster, but his old injury relapsed.

This is actually a big harvest for the sect. After all, many monster bodies can be used to refine treasures and medicines, and the blood of monsters of the early stage of the Crimson Palace can be used to refine Crimson Palace pills.

But He Zu himself couldn't do it.

At this time, he grabbed the arm of a middle-aged man beside him and said, "Help me go to the forbidden area. From today on, I will be in seclusion. To the outside, ahem, I will say this. You must not let the fox and wolf tribes know that I am dead!"