Peach Blossom Dyeing Jinge

Lu Zhengqiu's condition is unusual, although he is entangled with poisonous roots, he relies on the urging of his disciples on weekdays, carefully takes medicine for recuperation, and rarely becomes weak.Even the few times when I didn't catch the cold, I recovered quickly.

It was because of this that Lu Dongqing was extremely flustered. Just now when he smelled Qi Gui's breath in the tavern, he felt a faint sweat in his heart. Now, his worries really came true.

He stepped forward to support his master's shoulders, and turned his worried eyes to him, but he heard a complaint: "Oh, I really can't go hungry when I'm old, and my head is starting to feel dizzy now."

He couldn't tell if it was a lie or the truth.

Song Ren suggested from the side: "Perhaps the underground is too closed, let's go up first."

Lu Dongqing nodded, helped Master to climb up the steps slowly, returned to the bright upper floor of the house, and pulled another chair.

As soon as Lu Zhengqiu sat down, Song Ren brought a bowl of water: "Master Zhengqiu, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's just an old problem." Lu Zhengqiu waved his hand at him, and then turned to his apprentice, "Dongqing, the prescription you cook for medicine on weekdays has several other flavors besides heavenly herbs. You might as well find some. , in addition to me, it may be helpful for those friends to obey."

Lu Dongqing was startled: "Master is right, I should have thought of it earlier."

Lu Zhengqiu slightly raised his head and looked at him: "You are not young anymore, you should be calm when you encounter problems, what do you do when you are always in danger."

"I..." Lu Dongqing was speechless.

What Master said is not wrong.

However, it was about Master's safety, all the reasoning was squeezed out of my mind, and what was left was only uncontrollable and rampant emotions.

There was a stuffy breath in his throat, neither sparse nor blocked, he could only swallow Baiwei silently, and then said: "Then you take a rest first, I will go to the pharmacy to get the medicine."

"Go." Lu Zhengqiu patted him lightly on the shoulder, "Let's leave the errands to the young man, I'll just rest here."

Lu Dongqing didn't leave immediately, but stared closely at the other party, observing his situation.

After leaving the cellar, Lu Zhengqiu's complexion has returned to ruddy, and there is no more sweat on his forehead.

He met Holly's gaze, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, his lips were drawn into a line, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, showing a smile, like a slit in a ripe persimmon.

Lu Dongqing took a deep breath, and finally took his eyes off his face.

Under Lu Dongqing's instructions, Song Ren arranged for a few people to go to the tavern to borrow a copper pot, and then lead the way to the pharmacy to get the medicine.

The two left the yard one after another and walked towards the town. Song Ren asked, "Is Master Zhengqiu all right?"

Lu Dongqing said: "He was injured by the Demon Cult when he was young. Since then, he has been at the root of his illness and has never been able to recover."

"The Demon Sect?" Song Ren asked in surprise, "Are you talking about the Chongming Sect?"

Lu Dongqing also raised her eyebrows: "That's right, Chongming Sect is indeed what they call themselves, Brother Ren also knows?"

"Although I don't know the details, I have heard Qi Gui mention it."

Lu Dongqing's eyes widened: "Have they also been attacked by the Chongming Sect?"

Song Ren shook his head: "No, on the contrary, they all got help from Chongming Sect."

Lu Dongqing was even more puzzled: "What's going on?"

Song Ren suddenly looked left and right to confirm that there was no one around, and then said in a low voice: "If I hadn't dealt with them, I wouldn't understand these things, so naturally I wouldn't believe it..."

Lu Dongqing quickly understood his worry, and comforted him: "Brother Ren, you are just relaying what they said, but it's okay to say it."

Song Ren nodded, and then said: "There is a fable circulating in the Chongming Sect - the nine stars will rise to the sun, and the sky and the earth will be overturned. It means that when the celestial phenomena of the nine stars and the sun are in line, the fate of Dayu Kingdom will be destroyed." It's all over."

Lu Dongqing was also taken aback. Although the current emperor is stupid and the world is depressed, the royal family of Yu Kingdom is the descendant of Yu Dayu after all. In his impression, the country of majestic descendants of gods stretches for hundreds of generations and is more stable than mountains and rivers. Will say as much as I can.

He frowned and said, "That's just the devil's religion's demagogic rhetoric."

Song Ren sighed: "I answered Qi Gui in the same way, but he asked me back, 'Look at China today, can you really tell?'"

Lu Dongqing was at a loss for words, he raised his eyes and looked around. Wherever he saw, the houses were in decline, the farmland was barren, weeds were overgrown, and there were desolate and dilapidated scenes everywhere.He thought of what he had seen and heard along the way, and the tragic death of his friend in Sanping Village, and he couldn't help falling into silence, unable to refute for a long time.

Song Ren continued: "He also said that if he wants to save this piece of China from the fire and water, he must boldly defy the taboos, regain martial arts, and serve the Youying God with his body. At that time, he was full of ambition, so he showed me this."

"Could it be..." Lu Dongqing's heart trembled, Song Ren had already taken out a porcelain bottle from his pocket, put it in his hand, and held it up in front of him.

The style and pattern of the porcelain bottle are the same as the one in his pocket.

He said solemnly: "It really is a refreshing breeze."

"You've even seen this?" Song Ren suddenly opened his eyes wide and stared at him firmly.

"To be honest, I came here to track down it. I have a friend whose whole family was killed by it."

"It turned out to be a personal grudge," Song Ren heaved a sigh of relief, "If you were from the government, I'm afraid I would have been tortured in the fire right now."

Lu Dongqing was taken aback for a moment, and only then did she understand the other party's worry.

There was a harsh government in the past, and heavy taxes in the future. The rulers of Yu State have tortured Song Ren to the point of trembling, like a frightened bird, and he can't live in anxiety all day long.

But he had to ask: "After Qi Gui took Fuyao Qingfeng, did he become what he is now?"

"It wasn't so fast. When they took the elixir, their martial arts really improved. After a while, they were happy and joyful, but within a month, they suddenly took a sharp turn for the worse. Within a few days, they became the people who are now in a bad mood. It looks like a ghost."

"I see." Lu Dongqing replied without further questioning.

He saw that Song Ren's tense shoulders finally relaxed a little, but he quickly lowered his head, suppressed his voice, and sighed slightly.

He should have sighed.

His friends were indeed bewitched by the Demon Cult, but it was not for their own selfish desires. Those who became evil spirits originally wanted to be heroes.

May I ask which sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes have not had a heroic dream?

Their dreams should not be trampled and insulted like this.

As Lu Dongqing thought about it, the gloom in her heart deepened.

Fortunately, the pharmacy was just around the corner, half a street away from the tavern. The signboard on the door beam had faded, and there were only a few faint words on the medicine, but at least it was still open.

What happened next disappointed him.

The shopkeeper of the pharmacy pushed the small paper package onto the counter in front of him: "There are only these Tianxiang leaves left."

"How could there be so few?" He was puzzled, "This place is next to Yushan, how can there be no medicine?"

The shopkeeper was a shriveled old man in his mid-years, with a cigarette stick in his mouth, and he sat slumped on a rattan chair with his shoulders slumped. Hearing Lu Dongqing's question, he rolled his eyelids and glanced at him: "Little ancestor, you have the ability to give me the money." I'll get some more goods, old man, I'll call you grandpa."

Hearing what the shopkeeper said, Lu Dongqing was even more confused until Song Ren explained to him: "The Yushan people have locked their homes since nine years ago and stopped doing business with the outside world. arrive."

"That's all that's left for this month," he thumped the cigarette stick on the table, "Medicine is something that saves people, old man, I'm not confused yet, can I talk nonsense?"

Lu Dongqing hesitated to speak until Song Ren patted him on the shoulder, shook his head and said, "Brother Lu, let's take it back for now."

"...Okay." Lu Dongqing could only reluctantly agree, wrapping the paper bag carefully.

At this time, there was a rush of footsteps outside the drugstore door.

"Oops," the shopkeeper poked his head out of the window, quickly retracted, and muttered in his mouth, "It's such a short life, the government is here to search for the fat again, Aren, it seems that it is going to your place."

Song Ren's hand was still on Lu Dongqing's shoulder. Hearing what the shopkeeper said, his whole body trembled suddenly, and he froze in place.

There was also a buzzing in Lu Dongqing's head.

Of course he remembered that the master was still alone on the mountain.