Fragrance in the wind

The action of the government was very fast, and the handed-in papers were answered within three days. As soon as the papers for the quasi-playing came out, the officers and soldiers of the county guard's mansion went all over the county to collect the burials.

During this period, dozens of people in white robes came from Shanyin County, and some well-informed villagers immediately recognized that they were from Mount Putuo.

"Second Senior Brother, where are we going next?"

A pair of star-like pupils turned around, raised his head and said: "Go to the inn and find someone!"

When they arrived, Zizhou was helping the owner of the inn to tidy up the room prepared for them.

"Zhouer..." Yan Xing saw the purple figure sprinting past from afar, and the unique scent of medicine was still lingering in the wind. The boss saw that their eyes were wrong, and immediately called other Mount Putuo disciples to sit down and rest.

Zizhou had no choice but to push him away, "Okay, why is it like a girl's house, so awkward."

Yan Xing cheekily posted it again, because he laughed at Zizhou and said, "Does he miss you?"

For Yan Xing's obsession with Zizhou, he really had a headache, so he had to let him go and asked patiently: "I never thought that Cang Qing would agree with you to go down the mountain."

"If he doesn't agree, I'll pester him, pester him every day, until he can't do anything, and finally he can only agree to me."

Zizhou's scalp tingled after hearing this.

"So many people are suffering, how can we sit idly by on Putuo Mountain. Besides, Zhou'er is not an outsider. According to the ranking, should you call me Second Senior Brother?" Yan Xing said proudly.

Zizhou turned around and poured a cup of tea, handed it to Yan Xing, and said, "I haven't formally joined your sect."

"Although you didn't formally join in, you were taught by the old man himself. Among the more than 300 disciples in Mount Putuo, only Cangqing is as unlucky as that." Yan Xing took a sip of tea and said again: "Oh! That's right! Now add For you, two unlucky bastards."

Zizhou shook his head and slandered whoever robbed Cang Qing from him, he would probably miss that person for the rest of his life.

Mount Putuo is well-known for its medical skills. Their arrival not only brought surprises to the villagers, but also brought hope for life.Under Zizhou's arrangement, some people gave lectures in the city.The other part followed Zizhou to treat those infected with the epidemic. Originally, Yan Xing insisted on being with Zizhou, but under Zizhou's firm opposition, he was sent to the city to give lectures on the grounds of poor health.

"In the past, there were three people who walked early in the fog. Those who had an empty stomach died, those who drank alcohol got sick, and those who had a full meal didn't get sick. What's the difference between the plague and the evil?"

"Anyone who suffers from the plague feels the qi of heaven and earth. There are ages, thicknesses in square corners, ups and downs in four seasons. When this qi comes, no matter how old or young, strong or weak, anyone who touches it will get sick. Evil enters from the mouth and nose, Then it will be..." Yan Xing said on the podium that his saliva was flying all over the place.

And the location of the medical clinic here has been selected by the government, and all the medicines and equipment are ready.However, due to the high contagiousness of the plague, it was a temporary brocade shed far away from the city.

After many days of publicity and lectures, the villagers began to send people infected with the epidemic at home to the medical center on the outskirts of the city, and the number of patients in the medical center gradually increased. for its healing.

For several days in a row, a woman wearing a pink veil would always appear in the hospital.She wore a sarong, her black hair was pulled into a simple bun, and a thorn hairpin was pinned to the bun, which was very simple and plain.

For example, comforting, feeding medicine, and daily care of the medical clinic are much more meticulous than men.After a long time, the disciples in the medical center no longer persuaded her to leave, but gradually became familiar with each other, and even got used to having someone hand them a cup of hot tea when they were exhausted from busy work.

Her name is Ah Ning, she can’t speak, but she can hear her ears. Whenever she wants to say something, she will smile and lower her eyelashes to draw slowly in your palm. Such a peaceful picture can instantly calm a disturbed heart .Because of her soft appearance and slender body, every man who sees her will have an urge to protect her.

Women's physiques are weaker than men's, coupled with working day and night, so within a few days, Ah Ning fainted in the hospital.

"Young Master! Young Master! Ah Ning fainted!"

Hearing the sound, when Zizhou came, the disciples of the medical hall had helped Ah Ning to the inner lounge.

"A Ning...A Ning." He came close and called her a few times, seeing that she only trembled her eyelashes a few times and did not show signs of waking up. He took off her veil, and her soft face was unobstructed. He looked down and saw many red spots appeared on her neck, he frowned secretly, and diagnosed her again before writing down the prescription and telling his disciple Haosheng to take care of it.

He would come to check her pulse every day. He was so special to Ah Ning that even the disciples in the medical hall couldn't help asking: "Did you know Ah Ning before?"

Zizhou lowered his eyes, blew a few times on the soup in the bowl, and saw that the black soup did not make any ripples, Fang replied lightly: "She used to be a girl in Banyuanfang, and I only had one side with her. Yuan, she gave me a cotton coat when I was down and out."

Although two years have passed, the warmth of that moment can still be felt until now.

"Then why is she here?"

"I don't know the details, and it's inconvenient to ask her too much."

"Zhou'er..." People heard the words first, and when Yan Xing stepped in, he saw Zizhou feeding Ah Ning medicine in person. He asked him and learned about the woman named Ah Ning from Zizhou. He had been kind to him, but he couldn't help being surprised when he first saw the situation in front of him, or he could smell an extraordinary smell.

So he leaned against the door with his head tilted and waited for a long while. After she finished feeding her medicine, he walked up to Zizhou, and his voice became different from the usual low voice, "Zhouer, you'd better stay away from her."

"Why?" Seeing what he said, Zizhou looked at Yan Xing in confusion. After careful calculation, he seemed to have never heard Yan Xing speak so seriously.

"The origin is unknown, whether it is an enemy or a friend is still unclear." As he spoke, he coldly glanced at Ah Ning who was still in a coma.

Zizhou smiled, handed the empty bowl to the person beside him, waited for him to retreat, and said, "When did you become so cautious?"

"Anything can happen around you, you have to be cautious."

"I'm alone now, with no power or power, and no one will do anything to me!" His smile didn't change.

"Not always!"

Seeing the way Yan Xing looked at Ah Ning, Zizhou understood, "You don't like her!"

Yan Xing didn't intend to refute: "I don't know, anyway, she doesn't give me a good feeling. Do you like her?"

Seeing that Zizhou was silent, neither vetoing nor admitting, Yan Xing became a little anxious, and even said: "Zhouer, you have changed! You never cared about these before, don't forget that the person who loves you is still waiting for you to go back. "

Upon hearing this, Zizhou's heart suddenly shrank, and he stood there for a while, his face turning pale.

Yan Xing knew he had said the wrong thing, and while he was regretting, he heard Zizhou ask in a cold tone, "Have you seen him?"

Yan Xing stared, then lowered his head again, quickly shook his head and waved his hands: "No...no."

After a long time, Zizhou suddenly pointed at the door and shouted, "Get out!"

Yan Xing stared at him in disbelief, stared blankly for a moment, his handsome face turned red and white, then stomped his feet, glared at the woman, and ran out of the room angrily.

When it was time to light the lamp, Zizhou prepared the medicine and sent it to Ah Ning, but found that the bunk was empty. He reached out to check the bedding, but the temperature had not cooled down completely, which proved that she had not been away for a long time, so he called several medical clinics Disciple, go find them separately.

The orange-red sunset glow engulfed the sky and the earth, and against the bare tree trunks, it looked desolate and gloomy.The smoke curling from the kitchen in the distance, the bells from Hanshan Temple, and the scattered passers-by by the lake, all signs indicate that the life of the villagers is gradually getting on the right track.

He was alone here, like a child who couldn't find his way home, and the waves reflected from the lake under the setting sun shone unsteadily on his face, making his face even more miserable and confused.

"Zhouer..." Yan Xing rushed over after hearing the news, and when he saw Zizhou's lonely back standing alone under the dusk, the conflict that happened in the morning had already been forgotten.

"She is still sick. If the disease is not treated in time, she will die." Zizhou's voice was erratic, and no emotional fluctuations could be heard.

Yan Xing stood behind him without saying a word, and there was an inexplicable guilt in his heart.

"I just... want to forget the past and start over, why?" Zizhou slowly turned around and looked directly at Yan Xing, his eyes trembling, and murmured: "I just... want to live a normal life, a life of my own ,is it not OK?"

"Zhouer..."

"I also feel cold. After walking alone for so many years, I also feel lonely...I also long for warmth...have a simple relationship."

What he said was not long, but it was enough to shake Yan Xing. He always felt that Zizhou was very strong, even so strong that it was difficult for people to get close to him, but he forgot that he was also a human being, an ordinary person, and he also had a poor life. loneliness and fragility.

Yan Xing took a deep breath, took a step forward, held the other person's shoulders tightly with both hands, and apologized: "It's all my fault, I shouldn't have said those things in the morning."

Zizhou lowered his head, his eyes felt a little hot.

"Let's go! Zhou'er." Yan Xing took Zizhou's sleeve: "I'll go find it with you."

After some time, Zi Zhou and Yan Xing found Ah Ning by a river. Her head was covered with a pink veil, hidden in the dim sky. Think about something.

Yan Xing silently retreated to the corner, staring at Zizhou and Ah Ning fixedly.

Ah Ning gritted her silver teeth lightly, with a cold expression on her face, she took Zizhou's hand and wrote stroke by stroke: "I'm not going back."

"Where can you go as a woman with the disease?"

Ah Ning's gaze slightly turned towards Yan Xing's direction, and a glint of darkness flickered across her eyelashes.

Zizhou immediately understood, but he thought that Yan Xing was also thinking about him, so he was right, so he said coldly: "When you are cured, if you want to leave then, I will not keep you."

Hearing this, she raised her head and stared at him, her red lips trembling, and a layer of mist slowly formed in her soft eyes.

Without waiting for her to react, Zizhou grabbed her wrist and walked away, but Ah Ning held it instead, and wrote in his palm: "Who is that person waiting for you?"

Zizhou was stunned, his eyes fell on the palm of his hand, he was silent for a while, and then his five fingers slowly fell to his side, and he replied indifferently: "It's a person who has passed away."

Yan Xing didn't want to listen to them at first, but the last sentence still drifted into his ears, and he couldn't explain it anyway.

He grew up in Mount Putuo, and he always sneered at being well-matched, but now he just feels that Ah Ning is not good enough for Zizhou, and only that person in this world is the best match for Zizhou.