Alternative Jianghu Adventures

Wan'er came out of the kitchen wearily carrying the Chinese medicine.

He bumped into Yuan Chong who also stayed up all night.

"Is this... a new drug?"

Yuan Chong rubbed his swollen temples. The day before yesterday, he bottled and sealed the prepared poison/medicine and handed it to Shen Gongze. As a result, Shen Gongze forcibly detained him in the study, and was then assigned a lot of war documents.

Shen Gongze didn't hide his secrets. He sent out the poison/drug in front of him. Presumably someone in the capital had already responded. As for whether it can be successfully planted on Lu Kun, it's another game.

He was forced by Shen Gongze to analyze the current situation every day for several days in a row - to be honest, if he was forced to participate in pharmaceuticals before, it would be difficult for him, and now he is at the desk. His skin has faded even more.

He is really talented in this kind of thing, he is not decisive in handling things, and his brain turns slowly.Whether it's hands-on or brains, I really can't compare to my sister Yuan Hua.

He even had selfish intentions and waited for the first thing he would do in the future was to confer a title on Yuan Hua, and it must be the kind that could go to court, so that he could discuss with her about any major issues.

However, he never expected that this little heartless person would directly abandon him and go "wandering in the rivers and lakes"!Leaving him alone to face these documents every day, Shen Gongze also called it "acclimatization in advance".

Although he knew that these people were all for his own benefit, Yuan Chong really had the urge to make a big deal out of it—however he couldn't beat him, he could only suffer in silence.

Probably no emperor in ancient and modern China and abroad had a more aggrieved life than himself before he came to power, right?

Yuan Chong thought with some grievances. Last night, he read the paperwork all night again. When he came out with a sad face, he met Wan'er who was serving the soup, and he sighed again.

Master Helian suddenly fainted that day, which really shocked him.

Fortunately, he woke up again after a few hours.

It's just that the fainting seemed to be a signal—for several days, Master Helian spent more and more time sleeping, and almost ate the medicinal soup every day, but his condition was getting worse and worse at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It is extremely worrying.

"En." Facing Yuan Chong's question, Wan'er just nodded.

"Hey...then send it quickly, don't delay." Yuan Chong waved his hands, for fear that he would delay Master Helian's time to drink the medicine.

Wan'er was about to take a step, but suddenly heard the sound of Helian Qiu's door being pushed open.

She said "Yeah" softly, her tone was not without surprise, but her expression was somewhat surprised, "Ma'am, can you... can you go down to the ground?"

In the past few days, even when He Lianqiu was awake, his limbs were weak, let alone walking, even taking medicine would require Wan'er to watch over and feed him.

Yuan Chong turned his head in surprise.

There was a rare blush on He Lianqiu's face, the brows were extremely stretched, and he seemed to be in good health.

"Well," she said with a slight smile, "when I woke up today, I suddenly felt much stronger, so I got up and went out for a walk."

"Ma'am, put on your fur coat quickly! What if you catch a cold!"

Wan'er was pleasantly surprised, but when she saw that He Lianqiu was only wearing a fleece like ordinary people, without any other clothes, she felt distressed.

"It's okay, it's not cold." He Lianqiu said with a relieved smile, "Put today's medicine in my room, and I'll pick it up later. I want to go and see the child first."

"Then I will accompany you..."

"No, I want to be alone."

But Helian Qiu resolutely rejected Wan'er's proposal.

Even with such a sick body, the majesty of the Lord of the Valley between his brows cannot be doubted.

He Lianqiu seldom showed such an expression to Wan'er, so Wan'er was stunned for a while before lowering her eyebrows and responding, "I obey."

"Thank you."

He Lianqiu twitched the corners of his mouth, pushed the door open and entered the room where the two Tuanzi were staying.

Looking at the white back, Wan'er and Yuan Chong, who were standing in place, felt at the same time—this person, whose physical condition has obviously improved, is far away from them like never before, so far away.

It seems that it can be blown away by the cold wind at any time, without a trace.

"Hey, Miss Qiao! Where have you been? I've been looking for you for a long time, but I found you!"

A familiar voice came from Qiao Anyue's ear.

At this time, Qiao Anyue was sitting under a small hood temporarily built with white cloth, a bowl of half-drunk butter tea was placed in front of him, and two pieces of branded highland barley cakes were placed beside them, which were soft and firm enough to be filled slowly. belly.

Keshan, which can accommodate tens of thousands of believers, is not insignificant.

With so many people, it takes space to eat, drink and scatter, and human hands are needed to clean it up.So besides the believers, there are even small merchants in this mountain.

You can build a shed with just a piece of cloth, and you can use thick ink to poke a few twisted Usevin in front of you as a signboard, and it actually occupies a winding narrow road.

There are everything beaded clothing needed for eating or praying for believers-but a lively market is formed in the middle of the mountain.

Small but complete.

Qiao Anyue lowered her head and took a deep breath. The faint scent of barley wafted through her nose, which instantly relieved her tense nerves from being disturbed.

When he raised his head, there was already a kind smile on his face, harmless to humans and animals.

"Hamil, you came to me suddenly. I asked you to inquire about the news. Do you have any clues?"

Since there are people, there will naturally be such idlers doing chores.

Hamil is also a Usai believer who has lived in Keshan all year round. Apart from normal worship, he does some errands to make a living.

"Of course!" The young man was only twenty years old, but his tongue was very sharp, "I have acquaintances everywhere in Keshan—I asked for you, but there is no Han woman you are looking for."

Naturally, it was Xia Yun who was looking for him.

Since Xinniao led the way here, she often leads the wrong way—I don’t know whether it’s Xia Yun’s frequent movement or other reasons. In short, she has stayed here for three days without getting anything.

"Really?" Qiao Anyue was displeased as she held the mare's milk.

"Don't believe me! There weren't many Han people here... Although there have been more recently, most of them are men. When a woman like you comes in, she has already been noticed by interested people! I, Han Mier, can guarantee you, During this whole month, there are a little bit special Han people, besides you, there is also a team of Han people who seem to have a good relationship with the palace bag chess, and there are only one with disabled legs left."

"Team one?" Qiao Anyue keenly grasped Hammel's words, "Crippled legs and feet?"

'It's not a gang. Knowing that he spoke very quickly, Hanmil quickly explained: "There are about a hundred Han people in that team... They often come and go to Keshan, but they don't live here. They seem to live in high-class rooms for distinguished guests.

The other one came before them, for a long time, lived in seclusion, occasionally went out to buy something to eat, when he first came, he wandered around the whole mountain, but now he always shrinks himself in the room. do something. "

Qiao Anyue raised her eyebrows, "That Han man with a handicap...can you tell me where he lives?"

"This is not possible, our business is very principled..."

Qiao Anyue took out a bit of broken silver from her pocket with a smile, and threw it into the bowl of mare's milk while no one was looking, "Please drink."

Hammill changed his rhetoric in an instant, showing his big white teeth, and threw the so-called "principle" out of the blue, "Go down the market, to the east, Huagen area, Room [-]."

Without further ado, Qiao Anyue got up and wanted to leave.

"Guest officer, please treat me to drink mare's milk next time if you are in a good mood!" Han Mier hurriedly shouted at Qiao Anyue's back.

Qiao Anyue waved her hand, signaling that she had listened, and soon disappeared into the bustling crowd.

East District, the lowest floor, Room No. [-].

Qiao Anyue found her destination without any hindrance.

I glanced left and right, this place is cold, humid and remote, most people would not choose to live here as long as they have a little money.

So there are almost no people.

Qiao Anyue silently took out a piece of paper from her bosom—only a few large characters were scrawled on it in the same vein as Xia Yun:

Within five days, be sure to leave!

The inscription is, the deceased will stay.

Although the handwriting was ugly, it was so ugly that it was completely different from Xia Yunan's. Qiao Anyue didn't realize that there was an "old friend" with such handwriting.

She recalled the situation when she suddenly saw this note in front of the door three nights ago, and the sense of uneasiness that had arisen since she stepped into Keshan came back again.

I don't know if the person who came is an enemy or a friend, but Qiao Anyue has never been able to throw away this note because of a strange coincidence.

Qiao Anyue lowered her eyelids, restrained her mind, clutched the note tightly with one hand, and gently knocked on the stone door in front of her with the other.

After a while, the Shimen was pulled open a crack from the inside.

A vigilant voice floated out from the crack of the door, full of coldness, "Who?"

He Lianqiu didn't know how long he stared at the two sleeping dumplings.

She lightly pressed the small quilt covering Tuanzi's body tightly, and her eyes were so tender that they could almost drip water.

With his fingers, he stubbornly traced the eyebrows, eyes, and even the entire outline of the two tuanzi.

After a long time, she laughed softly, looked at the two unconscious children, and murmured: "From now on... you must be obedient..."

He opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, He Lianqiu finally chose to press a deep kiss on the foreheads of the two children.

Immediately, he pushed the door open and went back to his master bedroom.

The decoction on the table has become cold.

He Lianqiu picked up the medicine bowl, flicked his sleeves, and drank it all in one gulp.

There is only one possibility for a sudden recovery from a long illness.

Back to light.

She took a deep breath, staring at the empty medicine bowl in a daze, then rolled out a piece of rice paper from the drawer, and slowly studied the ink.

She has never felt that her body is so light, as if the sky and the earth are so big that she can let it gallop.

For some people who survived Baicao Valley back then, she had to arrange a way out for them.

This was the last thing she had to do as the owner of the valley.

Under the oil lamp, the eyes like autumn water are full of vitality and shine, as if they can burn out their lives at any time.

The amber pupils and the pair of guarded eyes looked at both sides.

Suddenly, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"It really is you, Cheng Zhe."

Qiao Anyue raised her eyebrows and spoke suddenly.

The author has something to say: I really feel that these people can form cp at will