Thinking

Qi Si didn't expect to find the answer he was looking for in the ghost market shop he entered for the first time - the one who was used to harm General Rui Chu must be the real prescription.

But he also clearly knew that there was something strange in this shop, but at this moment he lacked a clue. The biggest problem was not poison, but the situation behind this shop.

That hallucinatory "little general" is definitely not an illusion.

Qisi asked the price of the poison very kindly, and the young man waved his hand generously: "In the past, such high-quality goods had to be left with name cards and letters, but today I am the master, so I can save you all these troubles! Here! , this number, the opening price."

The little guy made a gesture in his hand, the price is not low, but for this kind of poison, it is a reasonable figure.

Qisi didn't bargain, paid the money readily, and put away the things first. Asigu told him that the rules of the ghost market are very strict, and everyone dares to buy and sell anything, but they don't dare to do bad things in the sale, so expect Si had no doubts about this bottle of "Homesickness".

Jiang Xuan didn't stop him, but asked the boy very interestedly: "Before we entered the door, were you smashing things? The boss is not here, you are not timid."

There was some embarrassment on the boy's wheat-colored face: "It's not me, it's not me."

Jiang Xuan just smiled, but Qi Si understood what he meant.

——This little guy looks very clever, but in fact, either he is not deeply involved in the world, or his disguise is too good. He is not someone who has spent a long time in places like the ghost market.

According to his answer, there were other people in the store just now, and the one who dared to act like that could only be the owner, but he didn't know where he was hiding. Jiang Xuan and Qi Si have not seen anyone other than the clerk since they entered the door.

"I bought the things, but there are still some things I want to ask you. I don't know where the boss is?" Qi Si said bluntly.

The little guy was a little bit embarrassed, he looked left and right, hesitated two or three times, and finally looked at Qi Si and Jiang Xuan, and felt that the two were polite and easy to get along with, so he opened his mouth to answer.

But there was a coughing sound from behind the house, followed by the sound of "dang, clang, clang" knocking on the ground.

Qi Si and Jiang Xuan followed the voice and looked over, but he was an old man, wrapped in a heavy sheepskin coat that was stained with years of grease in the early days of autumn, his hair was gray and a little messy, tied up casually, and a The thick wooden walking stick is polished and shiny, and I don't know how old it is by my side.

The old man's skin is dark and red, with deep creases, and his eyes are extremely sharp. At first glance, he is much smarter than this young guy, and he has accumulated the wisdom collected for countless days. He is probably one of the top shrewd people in the ghost city. one.

Anyone can tell at a glance, what kind of news you want to inquire, such an old man has the answer, but whether he is willing to tell you depends on your ability.

Qi Si didn't speak, but just observed quietly. He didn't know much about this kind of people in the world, and he didn't have much experience in dealing with them.

Jiang Xuan smiled and said, "Boss! It must be the boss!"

The old man coughed, nodded, looked at Qi Si and Jiang Xuan, and knew it in his heart—the Han people, the noble boys among the Han people.

The little guy said cautiously: "Grandpa, the customer just bought Homesickness."

The old man's eyes widened all of a sudden, he looked at the young man for a moment, with some temper and helplessness, he picked up the thick crutch in his hand and knocked down.

Qi Si understood that the hoarse voice in his mouth was scolding the young man, it was nothing more than the criticism words such as little bastards and little beasts said to the juniors who did not live up to expectations.

The little guy begged for mercy with a hippie smile for a while, and the old man stopped. There is no reason to go back on the things sold in the ghost market. In the eyes of his own children, there are no rules, and he will be very proud of doing business casually. There is no way at the moment.

Jiang Xuan saw that the matter quickly subsided under the boy's shamelessness, and immediately said: "Since the boss is here, it's just right, my friend wants to inquire about something, why don't you take advantage of the fact that this business has just been closed, the old man may be able to Give us some news by the way?"

Qi Si gave Jiang Xuan a grateful look. Jiang Xuan was so careful and thoughtful, and was very good at dealing with all kinds of people, which really helped him a lot.

The old man looked at Qi Si, finally nodded, and motioned him to talk to him behind the house.

Jiang Xuan didn't follow, but just said: "Call me if you need anything, I'll wait here with my little brother."

Hearing the words, the old man looked back at Jiang Xuan, and snorted—he could hear the euphemistic warning in the young man's words, if he did any harm to Qi Si, the boys in his shop must be hurt more than Qi Si .

The little guy just smiled, and foolishly didn't care about these back-and-forth confrontations, he only cared about being proud of having brokered a deal for himself.

Qi Si followed the old man to the back of the house. In fact, this is a simple living room with tables, chairs and a stove with a pot of hot water on it.

The two sat down at the table, the stools were low, the room was dim, and the candles were flickering. Qi Si suddenly remembered the sign at the entrance of the store that he saw before entering the store. The sign of this store did not say a number, but a Surname, "Zihan".

He spoke gently and politely in the Qiang language: "Old man Zhuhan, did the poison of 'homesickness' only occur in the spring two years ago?"

Zhuhan is like a stone statue, sitting quietly cross-legged opposite to Qisi, candlelight is shining on his old and calloused face, his eyes are bottomless.

Two years ago in the spring, it was the time when Rui Chu was killed and martyred at the time of the Three Kingdoms War.

The poison used to harm him must be a new prescription, in order to prevent Rui Chu from finding any possibility of an antidote.

The old man didn't answer, but said hoarsely: "Who are you?"

The old man Zhuihan spoke Chinese.

Qi Si still had a warm and polite smile on his face, and replied in Qiang dialect: "Han people, Han people from the Jin Kingdom."

The old man Zhuhan and Qisi looked at each other. His eyes were shrewd and wise, but he was not as sharp as Qisi had unknowingly sharpened during these hours. When the two silently looked at each other, Zhuhan had no clue about the identity of this young man. what is the answer.

But he has some answers in his heart. Regarding the poison of homesickness, he has the answers.

The old man Zhuhan got up, and Ji Si stood up accordingly, but the old man swung the crutch in his hand and overturned the pot of boiling water by the stove, with great force, he rushed straight in front of Qi Si.

Qi Si didn't expect him to do this, and immediately stepped on the table and leaped into the air, not dodging or blocking, flying across the white mist of water in the air and rushing towards Zhuhan.

Zhuhan turned around and ran, he was in a panic at this moment, those old things in his heart were suddenly revealed today, his defense line was already extremely weak.

Qi Si didn't understand the relationship between this old man and Rui Chu and Duji Hubu, and his every move seemed to be irrational.

He roared: "Jiang Xuan!"

Jiang Xuan chatted with the little guy in the lobby, leaning against the shelf very lazily and casually. When he heard the movement inside, the little guy was a little confused, but he listened carefully to identify the situation inside.

At the same time as Qisi opened his mouth, the old man Zhuhan rushed out, and Jiang Xuan held the boy with one hand, and a cold light shot out of the Yanzhi sword in his hand, and the blade of the sword was coldly pressed against the boy's throat.

"Old man, we are not here to kill people." Jiang Xuan said very calmly in Qiang language. He looked at Qi Si who was chasing him and confirmed that Qi Si was not injured.

Zhuhan is a master drug maker in the ghost market. He has seen a lot of wind and rain in his life, but he is just a craftsman and businessman. The poor customer who was frightened by the old things today lost his mind.

Seeing Jiang Xuan hugging the boy, the old man Zhuhan calmed down, with remorse and sadness in his eyes.

She wanted to wait for him to be quiet for a while before stepping forward to hold him in a gentle manner, also to prevent him from making any sudden actions again.

After half a stick of incense, Qi Si and the old man Zhuhan came out from the inner room again, this time he got some news.

The old man Zhuhan's name was Zhuhan Erde, and the surname of Zhuhan was familiar to Qi Si. He remembered that when he first met Yuan Feng and Asigu in the Kingdom of Yan, Yuan Feng used a man named Zhuhan Saira Juvenile Case warns Asgu and the others not to commit crimes.

That Zhuhan Shala should be a son of a noble official, but this old man has an ordinary status, he is really just a businessman in a ghost market.

Qi Si just asked, but naturally he couldn't ask anything. Jiang Xuan used coercion and temptation to break through the resistance of Zhuhan Erde, and he told Qi Si what he could say.

Qi Si signaled to Jiang Xuan that he could let go of the boy, and then Jiang Xuan let go, and patted the boy on the shoulder very kindly, as if the sword that wanted to take his eyes and his life just now was not his own. The "Yanzhi" in it is average.

The young man is the grandson and only family member of Zuhan Erde. The old man seems to be much older now, his eyes are dim, and he will regret the short decision he made in his life.

Qi Si and Jiang Xuan didn't say goodbye, and went straight out of the shop, it was already evening.

Bei Fengjuan rushed towards him with the smell of dead grass and pitch pine wood. Jisi took a few deep breaths of the cold air outside. Jiang Xuan didn't ask him about anything, including when he talked with Zhuhan Erde, Jiang Xuan Also very considerately avoided.

Gebaiyin Town is only alive in the early morning. Since the ghost market opened at noon, the place has become desolate and deserted. In the evening, the sunset sinks down at the end of the high and low winding streets. pedestrian.

Qi Si smiled and turned his head to ask Jiang Xuan: "I always feel that you know everything."

Jiang Xuan still looked casual and uninhibited, everything was just a joke, he bent his eyes and replied: "I avoided it very wisely, the young master sees that I have meritorious service in extorting a confession, so don't silence it."

Qi Si laughed out loud, and the two wandered aimlessly on the streets of Gebaiyin for a long time.

Qi Si asked Han Erde some questions, including who bought "Homesickness" in the first place, the identity of the buyer, the poison and its medicinal purpose, etc. The old man only pointed him to one place in the store.

Qisi took out a wooden box from the hollow interlayer of bricks that is very hidden under the shelf of the medicine jar. with a letter.