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The wet Xie Chenyan brought Shen Menghan and Xiao Hua who were also wet into the city.

Although Xie Chenyan was ignorant of the world, he also knew that Shen Menghan couldn't wake up after such a toss, it must be extremely dangerous.

He found a medical clinic in the city, and watched anxiously as the doctor diagnosed Shen Menghan's pulse. Seeing that his body was still dripping, the young apprentice in the medical clinic asked him softly if he wanted to change his clothes, but he ignored him.

Shen Menghan's body was clean, Xie Chenyan was afraid that he would catch the wind and cold again, so as soon as he entered the city, he went to a tailor shop to change into new clothes for him, even so, after soaking in the river for so long, even the light touch on his lips The colors are indistinct.

The doctor saw that Xie Chenyan was young and looked like he was going to cry or not, so he spun his words a few times, and finally said: "There are a lot of good doctors in Jinling City, so you don't have to worry too much, little brother."

Xie Chenyan stared at him blankly, as if he didn't understand why he said that.

The doctor spoke more bluntly: "My medical skills are low, and I really can't do anything."

Xie Chenyan frowned. When he was in the Central Plains, the doctor once said that Shen Menghan was only weak, and he could take care of it properly. Why is it that two months have passed, and there is nothing he can do?

The little apprentice said kindly: "Pudu Hall in the south of the city, you might as well bring your elder brother over there to have a look."

Xie Chenyan just turned his eyes to look at him, there was a look in his eyes, and he thanked him crisply.

The little apprentice didn't dare to look directly at him, so he lowered his head and sent them out the door.

Purdue Purdue is just a place for the dying to stay.

Xie Chenyan stood upright at the door of Pudu Hall.

The volunteers in the hall understood why he had brought a half-dead person over. They had seen such a person a lot, so they took it easy and let him stand blankly at the door.

It's just that seeing that his elder brother is still young, with a gray face that can't hide Qingcheng's expression, he can't help but take a few more glances.

Xie Chenyan was not happy, and stood between him and Shen Menghan, and said loudly: "What are you looking at?"

His tone was not good, and the volunteer just wanted to choke, when he looked up at his round baby face, his face was full of surprise, his heart softened, he snorted and turned away.

Pudu Hall is a hall of righteousness, with old windows broken and broken paper, the hall has not been cleaned for a long time, the floor is full of dust, the beams and pillars are crumbling, Xie Chenyan does not want to send Shen Menghan into such a place.

He hesitated for a long time, until several thin coffins were brought out from the hall, Xie Chenyan's heart choked up, he pulled Xiaohua and turned around and left.

The south of the Yangtze River is rich and prosperous, and the whole place is prosperous.

He was covered in mud, and he was pulling a short-legged horse of no color, which was out of place in this bustling city.

There were too many people sizing up along the way, so he covered Shen Menghan's face with a veil and stared at the crowd vigilantly.

The old man pretending to buy candied haws, the young man looking down at the fabric, and the child staring at the calligraphy and painting curiously, all of them are suspicious.

His mother once told him that the Demon Cult is entrenched in the Central Plains and has great power, so he must be more careful in his actions.

He took Shen Menghan to the largest and most luxurious inn and asked for an upper room. The waiter in the inn enthusiastically led Xiaohua into the backyard, but he carried Shen Menghan on his body, and the veil was blown by the wind. The shopkeeper saw Shen Menghan's face. , Immediately stopped, feeling a little embarrassed.

No matter how good-looking it is, it still has a dead look on its face.

Xie Chenyan lowered his head to look at Shen Menghan's purse, after thinking about it, he took a piece of purple jade from his scabbard and handed it to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper refused to pick it up, with some hesitation on his face.

Xie Chenyan picked another lapis lazuli jade.

The shopkeeper pondered: "This..."

With a sound of "Zheng", Xie Chenyan pulled the sword out of its sheath, the cold light flowed, the sword energy was overwhelming, the face of the round baby showed a faint look of sternness, the shopkeeper shuddered all over, with a smile on his face, he stretched out his hand to take the sword The two gems smiled flatteringly and said, "Here, here, sir, please."

Xie Chenyan went upstairs with Shen Menghan on his back, picked a quiet room, called someone to boil warm water, wiped his body carefully, changed into clean brocade clothes, and sat on the side of the couch with his mouth propped on one hand, Staring blankly at him.

There was a sound of breaking the sky outside the window, Xie Chenyan was startled, and quickly slapped out a palm, a copper coin fell on the ground in response, Xie Chenyan frowned, looked out the window, closed the window, and sat back To Shen Menghan's side.

The young man outside the window was ready to run away, but Xie Chenyan only looked out, but did not chase him out.

"This young man, isn't he curious?" He could only sit down on the roof and sighed, "Mr. Zhou, what should we do now?"

Mr. Zhou was the middle-aged scribe that Xie Chenyan met at the Dongguan Ferry. He put away his fan and said helplessly, "We should find a way to lure him away, or think of a way to give the young master some medicine first." .”

He stretched out his fan and sighed: "After all, Jinling City is under the feet of the emperor, so it's better not to make too much noise unless it is absolutely necessary."

Xie Chenyan didn't know that the people outside who wanted to save Shen Menghan were already grey-headed, and they guarded themselves. They had to taste the three meals and tonics before feeding them to Shen Menghan's mouth. As for the troubles outside, Shen Menghan refused to wake up , he didn't take it seriously, and casually retracted his eyes.

He guarded tightly, and for several days in a row, Zhou Qian and Miao Zhiguang couldn't get close to Shen Menghan.

He lived here with a half-dead person, the shopkeeper was very worried, for fear that this person would really die in the inn someday.

These days, the clerk came to deliver bath water, through the curtain of the bed, only a thick brocade quilt could be seen.

The partner hesitated for a moment, and whispered to Xie Chenyan as the shopkeeper ordered: "We have a Tangquan Town in the north of Jinling City. I heard that it is very good for patients. The hot spring inn is more comfortable than the city. Officials who have retired from official positions refuse to leave, and they all stay in our Tangquan Town for the elderly."

Xie Chenyan was really moved, and asked where Tangquan Town was. He knew that he had a bad memory, so he asked the guy to draw a map with him before he took Shen Menghan out of the city.

At the beginning of August, the city of Jinling was filled with the fragrance of sweet osmanthus, Xie Chenyan sniffed it fiercely, and thought the fragrance was very good, so he walked around under the tree a few times behind Shen Menghan's back, hoping to instill some vitality in him.

That person's head hung on his shoulders, although it wasn't heavy, it weighed heavily on Xie Chenyan's heart.

It was more convenient to go to Tangquan Town by water, but Xie Chenyan was a little scared because of the river falling into the water, so he hired a car at several times the price and took Shen Menghan out of the city.

The cart shop had its own horses, so Xiao Hua didn't use it to pull the cart. Xiao Hua was not very happy, and followed behind with a stampede, snorting dissatisfiedly from time to time.

He took Shen Menghan out of the city, and it was impossible for the people in the Yin Pavilion to do nothing, but Zhou Qian met someone in Tangquan Town, and quietly removed the arrangements along the road.

As soon as Xie Chenyan stepped into Tangquan Town, he felt something was wrong.

With Shen Menghan, he walked out of the sea of ​​swords and blood a few times, but he has never seen such a chilling intent.

People in the Demon Cult really shouldn't be underestimated.

This overwhelming sense of killing is enough to make him flinch.

It's just that he bears Shen Menghan's burden, remembering that person once stepped into the killing situation leisurely like a stroll in the garden, but he paused when he turned around.

Don't think about things that you don't understand, Xie Chenyan turned around and shouldered Shen Menghan, facing the murderous intent of oppression, stepped into Tangquan Town step by step.

He entered the Central Plains precisely because of the Devil's Cult, how could he not stop because of fear?

Moreover, my mother once said that there are many secret thaumaturgies in the Demon Sect, maybe these thaumaturgy secrets can save Shen Menghan's life.

Strangely, he walked into the streets and alleys of the town, but no one appeared.

Xie Chenyan thought to himself, this Tangquan Town must be under the jurisdiction of the Demon Cult.

It's just that the more he walked forward, the heavier the pressure ahead, Xie Chenyan panted and put his hand on the sword.

A voice in front said: "Young master, put the son Yin down."

The voice was quite high-pitched, unidentifiable between male and female.

Xie Chenyan frowned, Shen Menghan didn't have any strength in his body, and lay softly on his back, his body was cold.

Except for the faint snort that sprinkled on the side of his ear, which showed that he was a living person, everything was no different from the dead.

Xie Chenyan thought for a long time before realizing that the "Gongziyin" in his mouth should refer to Shen Menghan.

But Xie Chenyan clenched his hand tightly and didn't say a word.

Refuse to let go, can't let go.

Since he saved this person, but he hasn't seen him safe yet, how could he leave him?

The voice sighed: "Young master insists on doing this, so don't blame me."

When the voice sounded, it was several feet away from Xie Chenyan, but when it fell, it seemed to be right next to his ear.

A thin whip was slammed between his legs, Xie Chenyan took a few steps back, and with a wrong footstep, he swept towards the wooden arch behind him.

The thin whip followed like a shadow, but it stopped quietly when it fell towards the archway, and threw it at Shen Menghan who was behind Xie Chenyan.

Where did Xie Chenyan allow him to hurt the person on his body, the long sword came out of its sheath with a "ding".

The long whip was blocked by his sword, but it didn't stop, and the long sword wrapped around his neck like a thin snake.

Xie Chenyan pulled hard, but failed!

The thin whip rolled vigorously, and the sword in Xie Chenyan's hand fell off. As soon as he lost the sword, the men in black who were ambushing on the ridge of the roof all stepped forward.

The sword had no eyes, Xie Chenyan protected Shen Menghan, and fell into the courtyard in embarrassment.

He barely got up, the sword was already on his neck.

He raised his head, and saw a middle-aged man in a fine attire approaching leisurely, picking up his golden sword decorated with jade.

Xie Chenyan didn't care about his sword.

Shen Menghan was taken aside by them, fortunately his actions were not rude, the man who just used the thin whip also fell into the courtyard, pinched his jaw, and put a pill into his mouth.

Xie Chenyan hurriedly rushed towards him two steps before he was restrained, and while struggling, a thin line was drawn on his neck.

He was very anxious, but he saw someone bring water, and he fed it to Shen Menghan lightly, and wiped the medicinal liquid from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief.

He was enlightened just now, and excitedly said: "Are you here to save him!"

The middle-aged man in fancy clothes turned his eyes to look at him, with a hint of indifference on his face, he played with his hand for a moment, then threw the sword back to him.

Immediately someone from behind brought a water basin silk handkerchief, he cleaned his hands, and asked condescendingly, "You saved him?"

Shen Menghan coughed, and Xie Chenyan's attention was immediately taken away by him, he stretched his neck to look at him, naturally ignoring the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man showed displeasure on his face, and everyone was silent, except for the sound of Shen Menghan's rapid panting, needles could be heard in the courtyard.

After coughing for a while and being fed a few mouthfuls of water, Shen Menghan slowly opened his eyes.

Xie Chenyan excitedly said: "Brother Menghan! Are you awake?"

The middle-aged man paused and repeated coldly: "Brother Menghan?"

Seeing the blood on Xie Chenyan's neck, Shen Menghan shrank his pupils, and then slowly turned to look at the middle-aged man in the fancy dress.

He moves slowly, but without coming off as slighting or disrespectful.

He supported the person beside him, slowly knelt down on the ground, nodded his head, and slowly bowed down to the man: "Master."

Xie Chenyan was stunned, and even forgot to struggle.

The man looked playfully at Shen Menghan who was kneeling on the ground, his eyes passed by Xie Chenyan, and he waved his hand lightly.

A hand knife slashed on Xie Chenyan's neck.

Shen Menghan lay on the ground without any trembling in his body.