[Sword Three] [Huayang] Continues

When Mu Chenfeng received Cao Yu's letter, it had only rained overnight in the valley, the leaves were new and bright, the spring water was running non-stop, and the falling flowers were dotted into powder all the way down the river.

Like Ye Rong, Ye Rong's people sent letters carelessly, and they actually sent a greeting card to Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, and slipped it to him when they came to visit.Fortunately, the Tibetan Sword Villa has a solid family background and rich assets, and they can still be so swaggering by giving gifts to all the sects together.

The secret letter was nothing more than a letter of wax paint, and the handwriting was naturally Cao Yu's, warning him to avoid the dangerous situation quickly, and attached a line, saying that the ship sent to the Tang Dynasty should not be intercepted openly, and the hidden lines of Dongying who were searching for it were cut in several places up.

After Mu Chenfeng read it, he threw it into the brazier and burned it up, with a calm attitude that seemed unheard of.

Later, someone came to deliver the goods again, this time it was an errand guy who was brought in by You Niao, wiped his sweaty head with a sweat towel around his neck, asked his name repeatedly, and carefully placed a soft white brocade box The land was handed over to him, and after saying that the money had been settled, he hurried out of the valley to drive the car.

Mu Chenfeng didn't order anything, so it might not be too ostentatious to send people to and from Chang'an at this time, but if you think about it, you can know who is going to act recklessly under the crisis.He opened the box, and saw the two finely carved and hollowed sachets that Jiang Yan promised were embedded in the fleece, one silver and one gold, one large and one small, and the exquisite design could be opened from the side, with a built-in fragrance pill.

Mu Chenfeng took a quick look, then closed the box, held it with both hands for a while, then stroked the brocade and found a secret cabinet to hide, but there was warmth in his heart, and he didn't show it on his face from the beginning to the end, causing Hualuo to ask Several times whether the Taoist priest is not happy.

Jiang Yan happened to call his master to the Yaowang Pavilion these two days, saying that the Xinglin Miaoshou he had contacted earlier returned to the valley, and the doctor was good at detoxification and curing serious diseases, so he had to take a look at everything.Even if that person has superb medical skills to heal the dead, flesh and bones, it is impossible to bring the dead back to life.Jiang Yan was not forgiving, and he went as he said, but he stayed for almost two days and one night and still didn't come out, and he didn't see the trust letter coming back.

Mu Chenfeng didn't want to wait until no one was around, and when the sky got darker and the drizzle fell again, he held up an umbrella and went to look for it.

The spring rain, which is as expensive as oil, fell a lot in Huagu. After class, the disciples were discussing together in twos and threes. They passed shoulder to shoulder with the Taoist priest holding a white umbrella. Road and go.

The lights in Yaowang Pavilion were dimmed, and Mu Chenfeng was wandering around for a few steps. He happened to meet the familiar Xingyi disciple who looked at him more, and told him that the master and Guigu's senior brother were staying at Luoxing Lake.He went out of the mountain gate from Samsung Mochiyue, and walked through half of the Xiaoyao Forest. It was already dark when he saw the row of houses on the island in the middle of the lake, and the bright windows beside the rhododendron bushes were particularly conspicuous.

"Like I said, no matter how good your medical skills are, you can't save the dead, so don't worry about it in vain."

There was an angry scolding from inside the room, Mu Chenfeng looked very angry when he heard that pleasant voice, he couldn't help but stop in front of the door.

"You have come into this situation by yourself. You need to know that I, the doctor of Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, can care about the world but cannot transcend life and death. I can accommodate other things that can be accommodated. I will definitely not be able to do things that cannot be done. Even now If you can hold on for a while, but you still can't change the fundamentals, what a miserable state it will be on that day."

The man spoke very bluntly, his words hit his heart directly, without turning back, Mu Chen's mind was turbulent in an instant, but he didn't hear Jiang Yan's retort. After a silence, someone coughed lightly, and said:

"Senior brother, you don't need to get angry. Brother Jiang must be aware of the stakes. Since you know the method of stability, you can use it no matter what. I've already called Su Yue over the matter of Gu insects. Senior brother, don't worry about it."

It was Yan Guiling who spoke, Mu Chenfeng recognized his voice, and after chewing on his delaying intentions, the doctor had already sighed:

"Forget it, add another flavor to the prescription prescribed earlier, and you can take care of the rest by yourself."

As the rain became heavier, Mu Chenfeng stood outside the door with an umbrella, standing like a snow sculpture in the warm yellow from the window.

After the sound of writing, the wooden door opened, and the doctor of thousands of flowers, Yurong Cuimei, did not look sideways when he saw him, as if a flash of light flashed by his side, he stood behind him with an umbrella and waited for someone.A Taoist Chunyang who was as bright as the moon walked out from behind him, cupped his fists at him, and staggered behind him and approached under the edge of the umbrella.Then Yan Guiling came out, and seeing his frost-like cold face, she just shook her head and rolled up her black sleeves.

In the end, someone stood facing him across the threshold. His tall and tall figure was wrapped in a black robe, which looked a little thin and thin, and his knee-length hair shone like shadows in the lamplight.

Mu Chenfeng looked directly at his shoulders from his black and red shoe uppers, and beside his sudden smile, he saw gray hair that seemed to have burned out.

"grow old together."

The voice of the ghost mother-in-law roared untimely in her mind, and the paper-like face in front of her eyes seemed to overlap with the despair she had touched before.

Mu Chenfeng felt overwhelmed, but still held the oil-paper umbrella firmly in his hand, looked at the fading smile on his lips, and said, "I don't see you coming back to the chess hall."

The Taoist priest spoke in a flat tone, as if exchanging greetings, without a trace of panic, the outstretched hand was covered with a soft white wristband, and the five fingers were slightly opened without trembling.Jiang Yan subconsciously stretched out his hand and shook it back, but he was speechless when he met his Wubo gaze, and only turned his full of excuses into a sigh.

Mu Chenfeng went back together with him, lowered his umbrella to cover his silver hair, and smiled slightly when talking about the brocade box he had just accepted, as if he still didn't mind, attracting Wan Hua's attention frequently , Finally stopped at a stone step corner.

"Chenfeng, you know that, right?" Jiang Yan held him back, as if he finally understood why he was anxious to accompany him back to the valley after leaving Chang'an.

Mu Chenfeng took a step before looking back, standing on a step higher than him, and looking into his increasingly dark eyes: "As the doctor said, nothing can be changed, you know that, don't you?"

The two were silent for a while, and then both smiled wryly, and their intertwined fingers became even tighter.

Jiang Yan knew his own situation well. This body was dead and depended on Gu worms to survive, but he felt precarious before returning to Qingyan. Even if the medicine king prescribed warming and nourishing methods, it could not compare with the flesh and blood that Gu worms desperately needed. , so lasted for less than two months, just when the senior brother who was good at folk remedies and poisons returned to the valley, he showed a look of despair.

Mu Chenfeng was not ignorant either.As early as Yan Guiling in Shangzhai had reminded her, and the Taoist master who was a good alchemist also quietly warned that this kind of stripped life soul possession of a dead body is difficult to succeed, even if it succeeds, it will collapse, just because the body itself cannot support it. live.

Mr. Jiang Yan expressed his hint half-jokingly, but let him be prepared, but Mu Chenfeng, who had no expression at all, already knew it in his heart.

"Chen Feng doesn't have to worry about it. That senior brother has excellent medical skills and came in time. He will definitely be safe for a few years. If you hear him scolding me for doing it myself, I can't even say it." Jiang Yan laughed at himself and didn't care. Walking side by side, their expressions were as usual, and the words they uttered were words of comfort.

Mu Chenfeng raised his eyes and looked at him: "You are like this, is it incurable?"

"Senior brother said that it can be dyed with a prescription, but I don't want to...unless you dislike it." Jiang Yan asked with a frown on purpose.

Mu Chenfeng glanced at the string of drops of water falling from the side of the umbrella, and shook his head without answering.

After entering the familiar courtyard, Jiang Yan patted the back of his hand and let go, and happily went to light the lanterns on the porch one by one.The dark house was getting brighter, and Mu Chenfeng looked carefully at Yinhui behind him, and the handle of the umbrella that he was holding tightly broke in his hand, and the surface of the umbrella rolled down into the rain like a blooming white petaled epiphyllum.

It's better to grow old together.

Mu Chenfeng's eyes moved, as if he wanted to see him like a waterfall of silver threads into the bottom of his heart.

Outside the Qianrenli Wall, it is late spring, and in Qingyan Flower Valley, it is still spring, but there has been a lot of spring rain for several days, and when it clears up, the ground has fallen all over the ground.

Jiang Yan took the new decoction that was said to be mixed with poisonous insects from Miaojiang, and his face that should have been decayed seemed to be fresher. He didn't want to dye his gray and silvery hair black, so he stayed in his residence all day long. He can't move an inch, and often twists the chess pieces to invite Mu Chenfeng to play.

Mu Chenfeng devoted himself to martial arts since he was a child and was not good at chess. Even if he played against him, every time he reached a critical point, the opponent would let him go without any trace.Therefore, he would rather shirk the blame and go to clean the courtyard, and then pick up a flower branch to compete with the sword. A few moves can trigger a burst of triumphant spring breeze, gathering and falling petals to follow the breath.

Jiang Yan likes to sit in the shadow of the flowers on the porch and watch the sword at this time, watching his white clothes dance with flower branches, and the sachet ball on his waist wrist jingles at this moment, and the crisp laughter of a child passes through the long years.

When Mu Chenfeng looked back, Jiang Yan was probably asleep, wearing a black gauze shirt and kicking off his shoes, leaning against the porch pillar, his white hair hanging down to the ground with a silver scroll, and the jade chess piece held between his fingertips was about to fall Before sunset, let the sunlight reflect the long eyelashes and cast a slightly warmer shadow on the bloodless face.

Wan Hua has lost a lot of weight by only drinking soup and medicine for several months, and Mu Chenfeng is no longer struggling to carry him back to the house.He put him on the bed and covered him with a thin quilt, and put the flower branch next to the pillow, so that he could see the spring in the valley when he opened his eyes.

In fact, Jiang Yan didn't need to catch up on sleep. Falling asleep was probably caused by the decoction, and it took longer each time.Sometimes he sleeps in the afternoon and doesn't wake up until early in the morning. When he wakes up and sees Mu Chenfeng who is meditating and accompanying him, he will always reach out his cold hand to touch his warm face.

Mu Chenfeng also had doubts about the prescription, and re-entered the Soul Market in the middle of the night, but he couldn't find Jiang Yan anyway.According to Shang Shuiyun, Jiang Yan's soul was imprisoned on the seal, and he couldn't walk far in the Soul Market by himself, so he knew that it was really used to delay.The reason why he fell asleep was because the soup forced his body to rest temporarily, and his weakened soul also fell asleep along with it.

Shang Daochang also said that there will be a day when you can't support it, and it will be a few years at a slower rate, or a few months at a faster rate.It's just that he didn't know that everything came so quickly, and the change occurred after only one season of getting along, so fast that people didn't feel too sad, so fast that people were still in a dream and didn't want to wake up at all.

The longer Jiang Yan fell asleep, the longer he was in a trance after waking up. Sometimes he would misidentify people, say a few nonsense words, or ask if Suiyang was relieved and how long the war would last.Mu Chenfeng felt that Jiang Yan's joke that he would not recognize him and eat him might come true.

It's just that he has never recognized Mu Chenfeng, he can look at him with his phoenix eyes that occasionally show brilliance, and then call out his name, then naturally raise his neck and press a cold kiss to the corner of his mouth.

When the flowers fell, Mu Chenfeng was able to cook the medicine just right, but one day he couldn't get it into Jiang Yan's mouth no matter what.

Wan Hua fell asleep for a long time this time, and did not wake up all day and night.Mu Chenfeng sat by the side for a whole night, and when the sky was burning red with the morning glow, a disciple of the Five Poisons ran over on Dingling's anklet, opened the door and stretched out his hand to Jiang Yan's forehead.

Daoist startled instinctively, and only put his hand on the scabbard, he recognized Su Yue's delicate face.Yan Guiling also arrived, and after a little salute, she stood by the door with her sleeves folded and watched.

Su Yue took out the bamboo tube and inspected Wan Hua's body with closed eyes and haggard appearance, and she was shocked. She put away the bamboo tube and thought for a long time before confessing to Mu Chenfeng with Yan Guiling's approval:

"Daoist, I originally thought of using methods to lure the Gu worms out, but now... the host's body can't hold it, because the Gu worms have already died out first."

"Mu Daoist." Yan Guiling spoke when Mu Chenfeng's expression changed instantly, and observed his reaction before taking the words cautiously, "On the day when he was Huafa, his senior brother guessed that the Gu worms were different, and the prescription he prescribed was obtained from Kunlun earlier. , it is not easy to delay for more than ten days.”

When they said this, they only thought that Mu Chenfeng would be greatly stimulated, but the Taoist priest just sat silently beside Jiang Yan, raised his hand to caress his somewhat piercing blue and white forehead, lowered his eyes and said softly: "Thank you guys Helping each other will never forget the poor."

Yan Guiling and Su Yue glanced at each other, and the latter shook his head at Mu Chenfeng's indifferent appearance, so he didn't say much.

The author has something to say: growing old together is a flag, probably no one would think about it?

Do you now know why Daoist Mu wants to stay with him regardless of everything, and doesn't even pay homage to Xiao Song...

This knife will come sooner or later, they both bear too much grievances with each other, and it is impossible for me to write that the years of this way of getting along are always good

This title ends the title, I run 41 meters first