The lady is stunning, she hides her secrets

Fang Wu did not die, he just erased all traces of his existence and hid himself among the hungry people in the west.

There is a basis for Zhong Ling to make this inference.

What initially aroused his suspicion was the reaction of not being fat.

Whenever Zhong Ling asks about Fang Wu, there is a vague uneasiness in Bufat's expression - he is likely to be the same as Zhong Ling, who discovered the extraordinaryness of the person who confronted him in the west, and this buried in his heart. seeds of doubt.

But a few months ago, when the river thawed, he was so sure that Fang Wu was dead.

Where did his previous confidence come from?

And how did the attitude change after that affect you?

He failed to fight against Fang Wu, but based on Fang Wu's formation, he judged that this is an extremely difficult person to provoke.

Bu Pang said that the emperor was sure that Fang Wu was dead, but he did not see it himself.It was impossible for the emperor to leave the palace, so the person he sent out must be someone whom the emperor trusted very much, and who had the ability to really put Fang Wu to death.

The night is already deep.

Ban Qing didn't bother Zhong Ling, because he could see that Zhong Ling was thinking about some very important things.

It's just that Ban Qing crossed the river and went shopping, tossing and tossing all day, and now he is very sleepy, so he insisted on staying with Zhong Ling for a while, and went to sleep on Zhong Ling's bed by himself.

Ban Qing is not willing to share beds and rooms.You have already registered the beauty in your household registration certificate, and you still want to separate?

Ban Qing's little snoring came evenly, interrupting Zhong Ling's thoughts.

Zhong Ling was slightly startled, and turned around to see Ban Qing, who was already unknown, but showed a warm smile.

He went over gently, took off Ban Qing's shoes, hugged his legs to the bed and stuffed them under the quilt, and then tucked him in the corners of the quilt to prevent him from catching cold.

Zhong Ling glanced at Ban Qing who was sleeping so soundly, put on a piece of clothes quietly, and closed the door quietly.

The moonlight is clear, and in this bustling imperial capital, there are countless sleepless people tonight.

Zhong Ling paced the moonlight and lowered his head in thought.

He pieced together these seemingly irrelevant clues at hand, trying to restore a truth that was deliberately erased by the emperor and the current dignitaries more than 20 years ago.

He found clues about his father's murder in the former Feng Cheng's letter. Following this clue, he found Zhang Wo Nang, and before he died, he got the name "Ghost Shadow".

Who is the ghost?No one knows.

This ghost, who only obeyed the emperor's orders, fought against his father in his heyday. In the end, his father was defeated and sent to prison.

Then for many years, there was no news of this ghost, as if it had evaporated from the world, leaving no trace.

There is a problem that Zhong Ling can't understand - if the emperor can really command ghosts, how could Fang Wu have been allowed to escape from the emperor's pursuers several times for so many years?

Send ghosts out, Fang Wu may have died several times.

But the emperor did not send him to act.

Then there are two possibilities here.

One, after this incident, Guiying no longer obeyed the emperor.

Second, after ghosting fought against his father, he didn't retreat completely.

In the letters of the former Prime Minister Feng, it was mentioned that he needed two kinds of medicinal materials in large quantities and for a long time.

Nine-leaf sandalwood and Lingshi incense are both medicines for treating injuries in the martial arts.

Zhong Ling's footsteps stopped.

He had this bold conjecture, and thought that the second possibility could explain it more clearly - after fighting with his father back then, this ghost did not escape completely.

Is it possible that he was seriously injured by his father, recuperated for many years, and did not come out again until he recovered from his injuries?

Most of the emperor's subordinates are idiots. If the emperor really has such powerful people, why didn't he use them earlier?

When spring came and the river thawed, Fang Wu once asked Piaoer to bring him a letter.

He said in the letter that there is a very troublesome and unidentified person who is tracking him down.

Then, Zhong Ling on the other side of the river waited for the news of his brother's death.

ghosting.

This mysterious ghost has already stepped half a step out of the complete darkness, exposing itself in the field of vision as well.

Zhong Ling looked up at the moon.

He didn't know if Fang Wu was also looking up at the same bright moon at this moment.

He only hoped that his elder brother was still living in this world in peace and stability as he had expected.

The Fang family had survived in the cracks for many years, and he did not believe that Fang Wu would be killed so easily.

When Ban Qing woke up, it was already daylight.

The bed next to it was empty, and the quilt was cold to the touch.

Startled, the little bandit immediately put on his clothes and went to find his wife.

The clothes beside the bed are a brand new set of clothes, which were neatly folded and placed beside the bed, so that Ban Qing can reach them as soon as he stretches out his hand.

Ban Qing put on the new clothes, which looked fatter if they were too much, and were too tight if they were less, which was exactly his size.

Such an appropriate mind must be Zhong Ling's.

Ban Qing put on her shoes and went out to look for Zhong Ling.

As soon as I went out, I realized that there were dark clouds outside today, and Ban Qing felt that it was going to rain.

Not good weather.

Zhong Ling was easy to find, he was cooking in the kitchen, he asked Ban Qing to bring out a hot breakfast, and the two ate in the house.

Zhong Ling didn't look tired, but Ban Qing stared at him for a moment and asked, "Did you not sleep all night? The dark circles under your eyes have come out."

Zhong Ling didn't care: "Is it so obvious?"

"What did you do last night, why did it get so late?"

"I figured out some things." Zhong Ling looked natural, "The more I thought about it, the more energetic I became, and I couldn't sleep. I saw that it was almost dawn, so I didn't go back to the house at all, and practiced martial arts in the yard for a while."

Ban Qing said with concern: "It looks like it's going to rain today, let's not go out, you should catch up on sleep at home."

After finishing the porridge in the bowl, Zhong Ling wiped the corners of his mouth slowly: "I'm going out. I'm going to meet someone today. If everything goes well, I'll leave for Xiyan Pass tomorrow or the day after tomorrow to find my brother's whereabouts."

"Who are you seeing?"

Zhong Ling said: "I don't know the name, but its function is equivalent to Bai Xiaosheng in Jianghu."

The little bandit almost choked on a mouthful of porridge: "I know Bai Xiaosheng! There are stories in the storybooks, but in reality...does there really exist such people?"

"Yes." Zhong Ling went into the room and turned out a leaf-shaped stone, "A few years ago when I was wandering outside, a friend in the rivers and lakes gave me this stone leaf. Bai Xiaosheng, you can inquire about Jianghu affairs, I didn't have anything to inquire about before, but now... it doesn't hurt to try."

And off they went.

Before going out, it was already raining, and the people on the street were wearing bamboo hats or holding oiled paper umbrellas, walking hurriedly on the street.

Zhong Ling put on a bamboo hat to cover his face, which doesn't look strange among pedestrians today.

They came to a remote street and found an old wooden building.

As soon as the door knocked, it opened, as if waiting for their arrival.

Ban Qing: "... Zhong Ling, have you ever been to this place?"

"I haven't been here, but I believe that my friend will not harm me."

Zhong Ling led the way up the stairs, all the way to the top floor, and sat alone in the small room on the top floor.

The man was dressed in thick black clothes, covering from hair to soles of feet, only one eye was exposed, and nothing else was exposed on the whole body.

This appearance is not like an ordinary person, Zhong Ling hesitated for a moment, and made a Jianghu salute.

When he was thinking about how to address him, the weird man had already spoken: "Second Young Master, don't be too polite, just sit down."

There were exactly two mats on the ground, as if they knew that there would be two of them, no more, no less, just right.

The strange man called him "Second Young Master", Ban Qing didn't think much about it, thinking it was just the two young masters.Zhong Ling's eyebrows twitched, and he knew in his heart that this person knew what he was doing, and probably knew who he was.

The two of them sat down.

The strange man said: "The young master knows my rules, a stone leaf can ask a person or a thing."

Employers do not suspect, suspects do not.Now that we're here, there's no need to ask any more questions.

Zhong Ling was silent for a while, and then handed over Shi Ye: "I want to find out about ghosts."

The strange man's tone was very flat, with almost no ups and downs: "Ghosting, his unique skill is the Bone Bone Palm. After defeating Fang Tu 23 years ago, he is now the second best in the world."

"Bone Bone Palm?"

"Swept by the palm wind, my limbs were numb and I couldn't control it. I was hit once, my tendons were reversed, and my heart was burning. Even if I was lucky enough to save my life, I was also a useless person without martial arts. Back then, General Fang Tu Therefore, he lost all his martial arts, and was sent to prison, and ended up being executed at the Meridian Gate."

Zhong Ling asked: "If he is really invulnerable, why did he disappear for nearly 20 years?"

The strange man replied: "The battle with Fangtu is actually a lose-lose ending. Ghosting was also seriously injured by Fangtu. He will be raised for decades, but now he is barely healed and can come out for activities."

"Nine-leaf sandalwood, Lingshi incense..." Zhong Ling murmured, "It really is like this."

"Since the young master has found this place, I don't need to say more about the rest."

Zhong Ling asked: "Is there a way to deal with his kung fu?"

"Stay as far away from him as possible, and don't come into close contact with him, so that you can retreat completely."

Zhong Ling frowned, this is not a good omen.

"It's just that with his current force, it's not so easy to avoid him. He was injured by Fang Tu. He was in his prime but had to retreat for 20 years to recuperate from his wounds. He hated people who were related to the Fang family." To the bone."

Sure enough, it was this ghost that made Fang Wu so embarrassed.

This person has decades of experience in the arena and absolute strength, so he must be very difficult to deal with.

His father fell under his hands, and his elder brother was forced to live or die for a time, and now he is the only one who hasn't fought.

Zhong Ling's palms were sweating.

The weird man slowly said: "Forgive me, son, although you are extremely talented, you have not lived to his age after all. After all, he has practiced kung fu more than 30 years more than you. If you are fighting against him now, there is no way to survive. Be patient." Wait for the last 20 years to have a chance."

Ban Qingting was terrified, he looked at Zhong Ling suspiciously, not knowing what he wanted to do.

Zhong Ling pondered slowly: "Is there not... any way to restrain him?"

"Start with his old wounds, but you have to ask someone who really understands this business."

Zhong Ling's eyes lit up: "Who is it?"

"You also know this person, Dr. Chi Wang from Lanshantang, calculate the time... In more than half an hour, he will return to the imperial capital."

It's still raining.

As soon as Chi Wang went in to take off his rain hat in Lanshantang, the imperial capital, he was told by the boy that two acquaintances were visiting.

Doctor Xiaochi turned his head and saw Ban Qing and Zhong Ling who were waiting here, and nodded calmly: "It's said inside."

By the time the little boy made tea and brought it into the cubicle, the three of them had already chatted.

"Nine-leaf sandalwood, Lingshi incense? What are the effects of these two medicines?" Xiaochi pondered, "It is not possible to determine the specific effects of these two medicines alone. It also depends on what they are used with, for example..."

Doctor Xiaochi said with a blank expression: "Add a few herbs, it's just a folk prescription, it's not a cure."

"........."

"The effect is said to be pretty good, who of you two will use it?"

The author has something to say: Chi Wang: My medical skills are incompetent, I really didn't see that you two still have this hidden disease.

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"Huagu Mian Palm" comes from "The Deer and Ding Tale" by Mr. Jin Yong