not bound

Zhongqiu finally came.

Qiniang opened the door of the pharmacy in the first autumn wind.

The front door of the restaurant on the opposite side was flying, the wooden windows on the second floor were rattling because they were too late to close, and the passers-by who wrapped their clothes tightly and pressed their felt hats to run, all of a sudden there was a sense of noise on the street.

After a lively moment, the city became desolate.

This is a wind with the smell of yellow sand and rotten wood, pouring down from Fuqiu Mountain all the way into Wuyun City.Anyone who is familiar with the weather in the Wuyun area knows that Wuyun City is about to usher in the first rain since the beginning of autumn. This rain usually means a severe drop in temperature.

In the early morning of autumn rainy days, there are usually no patients coming to the door, even if there are, they are uninvited guests.

The rapid rain shattered the golden leaves of the phoenix phoenix tree planted by the river. In the end, a Xihai bougainvillea failed to escape its fate and was knocked to the ground by the wind. After struggling for a long time, it finally lay down under the tree without moving. It is dull and lifeless.

Xue Zangxue, who had just woken up, had to reluctantly put on a purple lamb cloak embroidered with white frost patterns under Qiniang's coercion.

Under the cloak is still a not-so-thick robe, because Xue Zangxue thinks it is too thick to move around, and he doesn't know what he is going to do.Although Qiniang was a little dissatisfied, she already felt quite relieved that Xue Zangxue could wear the cloak embroidered by herself.

After tidying up, Xue Zangxue leaned against the door of the agarwood pharmacy, frowned slightly at the cicada, holding the freshly brewed calming soup in one hand, and subconsciously rang the bell hanging by the door with the other.

In the torrential rain, the death knell beside the Wuyun city tower rang suddenly, with a trembling heaviness, completely covering up the sound of Xue Zangxue's ringing the bell.

Xue Zangxue turned her head dissatisfied, but saw a few gray-yellow moths with black stripes stumbling into the pharmacy from some gap, flapping their wings and bumping back and forth around the glass lamp in the middle of the pharmacy.

After the autumnal equinox, the insects will have a frantic struggle, because if they are not frantic, they will die.

But for humans, especially for humans like Xue Zangxue who are naturally disliked by birds and beasts and hate all kinds of reptiles and flying insects, moths are simply unacceptable uninvited guests in life.

Xue Zangxue impatiently grabbed a handful of insect repellent powder from the corner of the wall and sprinkled it on the moths with disgust. Those flying insects with ugly patterns barely struggled and died on the ground.

In the evening, the entire Wuyun City was immersed in sadness.

The admirable Mo city lord of Wuyun City passed away last night, and the young city lord succeeded him.

"The city lord died of illness, the common people wore plain clothes, and dancing and music were banned in Huajing."

Yun Po, who was passing by on patrol, stood at the door, the rainwater dripping from the coir raincoat, and the young face that was smiling all the year round appeared sad for the first time.

"What's the matter?" Qiniang has basically seen the child Yunpo clearly these days. She heard that she has no father or mother since she was a child, and her brother has been away all year round. The crooked child was better, so he dragged Yun Po into the room at this moment and asked him to drink a cup of warming tea.

Yun Po sighed, and said in a low voice: "The doctor of the Santo's mansion said that the Santo had worked hard for a long time, and it is reasonable to die this time. But the boss said that the Santo went very strangely, because the Santo that the boss met three days ago was very strange. healthy."

"What's the use of telling us this? Fu Xiao thinks something is wrong, so let him investigate." Xue Suyi saw the tiredness hidden in Xue Zangxue's eyes, and said tit for tat.

"Because I don't know who else to tell," Yun Po looked like she was about to cry, "Boss has already been imprisoned in the Yamen cell, because he wants Wu Zuo to examine the body of City Lord Mo!"

"Master Mo? Mo Jingming?" Xue Zangxue asked suddenly.

"Yes." Yun Po nodded.

"It's a bit interesting now." Xue Zangxue put his index finger to his mouth, and said playfully.

The city lord died four years ago, so the one who died now is Bai Xuping's husband?

Obviously both Qian Bangzhou and Bai Xuping are dead, why is he still going to die?

Yun Po approached Xue Zangxue, and said in a low voice: "Doctor Xue, the boss asked me to bring you a message, saying that the murderer who escaped that night may still be hiding in the city, so you should pay attention."

"You go to inform other people first. If you stay with me for too long, you will be accused of dereliction of duty. I have to think about it first."

"Okay," Yun Po nodded obediently, "Also, can I send Papa F to the pharmacy? I'm a little worried about Papa F's safety when the boss is not here."

Xue Zangxue raised his eyebrows and looked at Yun Po, nodded approvingly and said, "Yes, you did the right thing."

Just when Yun Po chose to leave, she suddenly said, "I almost forgot, this is something Boss Mo asked me to bring to Dr. Xue."

Yun Po put down the burden in her hands and handed it to Qiniang.

An indescribable smile appeared on Qiniang's face when she heard the words, she glanced at Xue Zangxue and immediately opened it without saying a word.

Inside the burden is a square food box wrapped in oil paper, and there are three rows of Chonghua cakes neatly arranged in the box.

Each piece of translucent pink parfait is embedded with a half-bloomed Chonghua flower, like the cheeks of a [-]-year-old girl.

"There are three words, such as Chonghua, I don't know what it means." Yunpo said.

You are as heavy as a flower, and you have no fragrance.

The Chonghua tree is only born in Shiyuan. The Chonghua flower is slender and slim, with a deep pink color and a sweet smell, just like a beautiful woman who is still graceful without makeup.This sentence is what a certain emperor of Shiyuan said when he asked to marry the queen, and later it almost became a must for men in Shiyuan to write love letters.

Xue Zangxue was almost distracted when he saw Chonghua Cake.

"Chonghua Cake is so sweet, won't you get tired of it if you eat too much?"

"No, because as long as I eat this pastry, I will think of you, sweet and soft."

The man bowed his head and kissed the petals off her mouth.

That person was brought out of the womb and was prone to dizziness, and he had to eat sweets to maintain his strength.Every time I went to buy cakes with a serious expression as if I was going to fight, but when I came back, I held the cakes with a warm and sunny smile, with crooked eyes and laugh lines at the corners of the eyes.

During the journey of the two, he bought her various cakes, but the Chonghua cake was different, it was the first time they got so close.He didn't know that the breath on his body was also sweet, warm and reassuring.

So much so that, from then on, she would be in a trance whenever she ate sweets.

A few years ago, she didn't really like sweets, but she actually ate them for a while, and bought the most famous local desserts wherever she went.

But after arriving in Xihai, before I knew it, I didn't eat much sweets, and it went on for several years.

Chonghua Cake is not easy to store. If you don’t eat it within three days, it will go bad even if you put it in the ice box.The box of pastries in front of him seemed to be no longer pastries, but the heart of Mo Zelan.

But at this moment, Xue Zangxue had no way to face that heart.

Because the whole room is full of the sweet and warm breath that has disappeared for a long time, as if it was released from a big iron box sealed in the ground, it is everywhere, making people lose their strength and can only indulge in it. .

Xue Zangxue covered his stuffy heart, there seemed to be some bitter taste rising up in his throat, but he didn't want to suppress it with sweets at all.

"Doctor Xue? Don't you really want a piece?" Yun Po stood at the door with a half-bitten pastry in her hand, ready to leave, "It's really delicious."

Xue Zangxue came back to his senses, looked at the pastries that had been eaten in a mess, raised his head with a look of nagging, pointed to the sky outside the window, and said gloomyly: "Catcher Yun, my hometown has a legend that on the day of the dark moon, a hundred ghosts walk at night. In a few days it will be the first day of the new month, be careful when you go out, and avoid will-o'-the-wisps, otherwise you will be easily contaminated with blood and light. Don't send it away!"

Under Yun Po's surprised eyes, Xue Suyi slammed the door very cooperatively, almost knocking Yun Po's nose off.

"Brother Xue, this pastry..." Xue Suyi asked, pointing to the box of pastries.

"Eat it, I...don't like sweets." He waved his hand wearily.

There was a knock on the door.

"Excuse me, Miracle Doctor Xue." An old and loud voice sounded at the door.

Xue Suyi opened the door, and an uncle with thick eyebrows and big eyes in his fifties was standing outside the door with a smile on his face. This kind of familiar smile obviously came from the same family as Boss Fu.

Xue Zangxue met Father Fu on the first day he came to Wuyun City. At that time, he was lying pitifully in a coffin, with gray hair and a dark complexion. He was basically lifeless.

But Xue Zangxue could tell right away that the old man was physically strong, so putting the life-threatening weight into his body did not kill him immediately, and it was indeed in a state of suspended animation by then.

Although Dr. Xue's methods were a bit rough, he was always benevolent. He immediately stepped forward to seal his vital acupoints, diverted the toxin and forced a part of it out of the body.

Father Fu is also a very strange person. Seeing Xue Zangxue, the first thing he said was to ask him to stay in Wuyun City to get married and have a baby. , for a long time to avoid Papa Fu and not to see him.

"Father F is here? Come in, Old Bo, and make room for your father." Qiniang hurried over to say hello.

"I'm causing you trouble, my boss wants me to come and stay if he says anything, and Miss Abu will come later."

Abu is coming too.

Xue Zangxue took a deep breath, nodded towards Papa F, as a greeting, walked to the counter, picked up Uncle Bai's accounting pen, and twirled a few flowers on his fingertips, while twirling, he caught up with him. Bai Shu who flew away.

"Old Bo, do you want my help?"

Bai Shu hardly thought, and nodded abruptly.

At that moment, it seemed to be back in the past. Good brothers ran into the rivers and lakes, had enemies before and pursued them after, fled in the sand dunes at the foot of the mountain, and they trusted each other despite hardships.

The two exchanged a knowing look, each stretched out their hands, and secretly punched each other at a secret angle.

The deal is done.

Xue Zangxue blinked in satisfaction, and said loudly: "Qiniang, I will leave the pharmacy to you and Lao Bai. Su Yi and I will go out for two days."

"Speaking of which, where are you going?" Bai Shu let out a long breath.

"I want A Bu and Su Yi to go out with me, and I need to find out some things."

"Caiwei Pavilion can't give it?"

"Caiwei Pavilion gave a part of the answer, but that's not enough at all. I'll go there myself."

"Then you pay attention to safety." Bai Shu was a little worried.

"Of course, you can rest assured." Xue Zangxue patted Bai Shu on the shoulder.

The author has something to say:

Finally entered the autumn insect chapter, moved.