On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Mr. Mo discovered that the carriage was missing.

But he was in the mountain col just now and didn't hear any movement at all.

Just...disappeared quietly?

A bit of anger welled up in his chest. He hadn't been so angry for a long time. He looked back in the direction of Yan Ruyu and the Ghost King.

good very good!

Without further ado, the two men in black protected him and entered the mountain col again. Taking advantage of the darkness and familiarity with the terrain, they disappeared.

Yan Ruyu didn't want to fight with these red boys, so she took the opportunity to throw a few poison pills, but they had no effect on these people.

The small bomb can kill him, but when the time comes he will be covered in blood, and a little bit of blood will be a burn point.

It's a real headache.

"Let's go!" Yan Ruyu was determined to stop, and she no longer wanted to fight.

The Ghost King followed her with his men and left quickly.

Yan Ruyu rode on the horse, and the Ghost King and his horses were also on the roadside.

His men mounted their horses, and with a flick of the Ghost King's fingers, their two horses neighed and ran away empty-handed.

The Ghost King spread his hands helplessly: "I'm really sorry, why don't we share a horse?"

Yan Ruyu: "..."

"Oh, I used my true energy in the fight just now, but now it's really..."

He coughed into his chest.

Yan Ruyu: "Mr. Jia, you are in good health and can fight, but you are pretending to be coughing like this."

Huo Changhe took off his mask: "I'm really not in good health. I just have good days and bad days."

Yan Ruyu was too lazy to listen to his excuses: "Get on the horse."

Huo Changhe happily jumped onto the horse's back and landed behind her, seemingly holding her in his arms.

Yan Ruyu frowned slightly: "Back off."

Huo Changhe touched his nose: "Where are you going?"

"Of course, back to the team, Mr. Jia, I can only drop you near the city gate, I can't send you far away."

Huo Changhe nodded: "Okay, I'll be on the road tomorrow, the Wen family is not interested."

Yan Ruyu ignored him and speeded up.

Huo Changhe asked again: "Have you met Chitong before? It seems that you are quite familiar with them."

Yan Ruyu sneered: "I've seen them, and I've seen them die. One unlucky guy was even injured, he's a weakling."

Huo Changhe: "..."

"Do you think Chitong and Duoxiangsan were all caused by Mr. Mo?"

Yan Ruyu was actually thinking about this issue as well. Mr. Mo claimed to be working for King Yi, Chitong was used to kill people, and Duoxiang Powder was used to control court officials. It was indeed a good way to control both.

Huo Changhe felt a little helpless when he saw that Yan Ruyu didn't speak. His identity had changed, and it was true that he could not gain Yan Ruyu's trust.

Near the city gate, Yan Ruyu urged Huo Changhe to dismount and left without looking back.

Huo Changhe sighed.

Yan Ruyu returned to the team and returned the horse to Ma Liyu. Ma Liyu's heart skipped a beat when he saw that she had changed her outfit.

Could it be that he really killed Wen Qingzhuo and soiled his clothes, so...

Yan Ruyu didn't explain much and went back to see Yin Ding.

"How about it?"

Yin Ding smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed: "Your medicine is really powerful, that guy is not awake yet."

Yan Ruyu originally wanted to kill the servant, but after what happened just now, she decided to give it up first. Maybe she could use him to catch Mr. Mo.

When they arrived at the eldest lady's side, except for Huo Changheng who couldn't hold on and fell asleep, neither the eldest lady nor Huo Changxu fell asleep, eagerly waiting for her.

Seeing her back, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

The eldest lady didn't ask any further questions and urged her to rest quickly.

Yan Ruyu closed her eyes, her consciousness entered the space, and checked the pages she got from Wen Qingzhuo.

The town, the herbs in the granary, the "medicine man" in Mr. Mo's words, the statues of gods that were very similar to hers in the Taoist temple, the women who were bloodletted to test the medicine in the darkroom, and the strange red boy.

These seem to be far apart, but they are inextricably linked.

Yan Ruyu tapped her finger on the map of this town. Wen Qingzhuo used this place as a springboard before his death. According to him, when the matter is completed, King Yi will transfer him to Beijing.

It seems that I have to go to this town.

After everything was thrilling, I got up early the next morning to wash up, eat something and get ready to set off.

Yan Song's illness improved, but he was still weak, so Ma Liyu took the lead and gave orders.

Yan Ruyu took the opportunity to ask: "Master Ma, according to our route, will we pass through Antai Town?"

"Passing by," Ma Liyu nodded, "Although Antai Town is not big, it has location advantages, and for special reasons, it is considered an important town."

Yan Ruyu was confused: "What special reason?"

Now it was Ma Liyu's turn to be surprised: "You don't know?"

Yan Ruyu's heart sank slightly, and her face remained calm: "I don't know. I used to be at home, huddled in the back house, and didn't know what was going on outside."

Ma Liyu: "..."

I felt a deep sense of guilt, damn it.

"Antai Town is the hometown of the old chief minister of the current dynasty. The old chief minister's family has three outstanding figures. The three of them, father and son, are important officials in the court and return to their hometown every year to worship their ancestors.

The old chief minister also funded the construction of academies and schools, and built bridges and roads. Therefore, the people also built a shrine for the chief minister. It is said that the temples near the shrine are now very popular. "

Yan Ruyu pursed her lips slightly, and Ma Liyu glanced in Yan Song's direction: "Do you want to visit Antai Town? Don't worry, there will definitely be a chance."

"How to say?"

"Master Yan wants to climb to higher places. How could he miss this opportunity? He will definitely go to the Shouxusheng Temple to visit."

Yan Ruyu suddenly realized: "Thank you, Master Ma."

The team continued on the road, and when it was almost noon, two fast horses came galloping down the road. They were carrying things in their hands, and they were also carrying a lot behind them.

When he got close to the team, he reined in his horse and said to Yan Song with a smile, "Master Yan, we meet again."

Yan Song was already feeling uncomfortable. He lay on the horse with squinted eyes. Hearing the voice, his heart ached. When he opened his eyes, he saw someone he really didn't want to see.

"You..." Yan Song held back his anger, "Why is the boss back again?"

"After finishing the matter, I will naturally come back," Huo Changhe continued in a notifying tone, "I will go with you on the road next."

Yan Song: "..."

Huo Changhe urged his horse to get close to Yan Ruyu and the others, then turned over and dismounted.

Huo Changheng waved happily: "Big brother!"

He had a very good impression of the boss, who was capable of talking and hunting.

"How are you, young master? Madam, young madam, we meet again."

The eldest lady smiled enthusiastically: "Yes, we meet again so soon."

Yan Ruyu glanced at him lightly: It's inconvenient to pretend to be sick. This is where she pretends to be the boss again.

"I bought some meat and rice and noodles on the way here to make up for everyone."

Huo Changhe said as he put the things on the car.

Yin Ding is very happy, now there is something delicious.

Yan Ruyu blew a whistle, and the myna flew over and landed on his shoulder: "Silver ingot, silver ingot, wealth and prosperity, silver ingot, silver ingot, as good as gold collar! Oh yo yo, who is the richest, silver ingot, silver ingot!"

Yin Ding's legs went weak and the car almost overturned.

Jin Qing's eyes were cold and his hand holding the knife tightened.

Huo Changhe once again regretted that he had been too hasty in giving the bird to Yan Ruyu.

Just as he was about to speak, Myna shouted again: "Hey, your ears are red!"

Huo Changhe: "..."