The Melancholy of the National Teacher

Under the firelight, Helian Yu's pupils shrank sharply.

After a while, he let out a breath slowly and held Uren's hand.

The contrast between the fiery skin of the young man and the coldness of his palm was very different. Helianyu turned Wu Lun's palm over, and traced the lines with his cold fingertips in detail.

The palm prints are also black and blue. If you don't look closely, you may think that the child has muddy hands somewhere.

After feeling the pulse, the big witch's face became completely gloomy. He stuffed Uren's hand back into the cloak, and because he was flustered, he stuffed it back twice.

He didn't notice the corner of Ulun's black head protruding from the leather cloak, and the child's slightly opened eyes. He sat back by the campfire, took off the pendants hanging around his neck one by one, and arranged them neatly.

Staring at the bone fragments for a moment, he picked up the second bone from the right.

It was the leg bone of the Poisonous Colored Frog. In the hands of the Black Witch, it had the effect of avoiding all kinds of poisons. Even if it could not be detoxified, this bone could delay the onset of the poison, and perhaps save a person's life.

However, he has seen this poison in Wulun before, it is called the remnant scorpion, and the poisoned person dies in seven days, even a hundred lively and jumping poisonous frogs can only delay the onset of the remnant scorpion for half a day. As for detoxification...

He can't.

Even after 15 years, he has changed from a young man who was frightened by his talent in black witches to the strongest witch in this land, but he still can't do it.

15 years ago.

Central land and southern border, Baiyue.

"What kind of poison is this? It's so powerful that you can't cure it?"

Standing on the round blue rock by the stream, not long after leaving the battlefield, the 22-year-old Le Dao said to Helian Yu who was squatting by the stream to wash his hands and fetch water.

They were supposed to be lost in the dense forest full of miasma in southern Xinjiang with their own army. Alone and widowed, plus a horse, they wandered wearily in the forest for more than an hour. Seeing that the sun was about to set, they finally found a clean place. brook.

The general of the army and the Wu who accompanied the army were separated from their own army and horses. It was worth the laughter of others, especially the enemy. Under this situation, Le Dao could also smile, and he didn't worry about the four people he left behind. If Wan Dajun lost his position at this moment and was taken advantage of by the Baiyue people, he should go and meet with the folks in Yungu.

The 22-year-old Helian Yu didn't have as good concentration as the 37-year-old. Seeing Le Dao's indifferent expression, he wanted to smash the water canister in his hand on the opponent's forehead, and turned around to leave regardless of this embarrassing guy.

However, his forehead twitched. After all, he was not driven by rage to make an irreversible act. Instead, he lifted his robe and sat at Le Dao's feet.

He said, "It hurts."

This word seemed to be taken out and swayed in the snow in the twelfth lunar month of winter. It was so hard that it hurt to hit someone, but Le Dao still didn't restrain his smile. He squatted down and stretched his arms to Helian Yu. before.

There was a bloody opening on the bronze-colored skin, which was the mark left by the sharp edge of the arrow. He Lianyu peeled the skin and shaved the meat of the poisonous color frog he had just caught, took off the leg bones, cleaned it, and hammered it into powder with a small mallet. , Put it into the water tank, sway with the stream inside for a while, and then suddenly pour the water in the water tank on the wound.

"hiss--"

Le Dao held his breath violently, and then let out the turbid air in his chest after one breath. He clicked his tongue and said, "Why are you so ungentle when you start today?"

"You know it hurts too?"

Helian Yu raised his head and said.

Le Dao was looking at him with his head tilted, his gaze was falling straight on his face, Helian raised his brows sharply, and before the man said a joke that should never appear between two men, he pinched his fingers hard Le Dao's wound, when Le Dao was screaming in pain, he pinched a centipede that was still twisting its body from the bloody mouth with two fingers together.

"Gu." Helian Yu said.

Without changing his face, he strangled the fat centipede that was longer than his fingers, and then poured the remaining water in the water tank on Le Dao's wound. During this time, Le Dao's arm was firmly fixed by his other hand, Even if you want to break free, you can't do it.

"It's been dealt with?" Le Dao found that he had no intention of bandaging himself, so he couldn't help asking, "Is this all right?"

"You will die in seven days, so what if I deal with it?"

Helian Yu said.

As the young Wu spoke, he picked up Le Dao's hand that was placed on the blue rock.

That hand was big and powerful, with thick calluses from the center of the palm to the pulp of the fingers. It was full of large and small scars from the wind and rain, but it still did not change the long and powerful beauty unique to martial arts practitioners, but at this moment , spread evenly on the five fingers in front of Helian Yu, the five nails were all black and black, as if a puddle of black ink had been knocked over them.

He Lianyu turned the palm over, and as expected, he saw the black palm prints spreading to the palm.

"It's a remnant scorpion." He concluded, "I've only seen people from the Wu Dynasty encounter this poison from the letters on the star platform. I thought it had been lost. It seems that when the Wu Dynasty was defeated, some people did escape into it to southern Xinjiang."

"Baiyue people like to engage in such treacherous tricks. It is impossible to use poison to create a world," Le Dao commented, "Even if the great witch in southern Xinjiang poisoned my [-] troops and horses one by one, and shrank in the great witch of southern Xinjiang It's impossible for the turtle grandson behind him to become emperor."

Helian Yu lowered his head.

He was wiping the various bones he carried with him one by one with a cotton cloth, and he replied, "He doesn't need to kill 4 of us one by one, he just needs to kill you."

A shadow fell upon him.

"Zhao Na Tu."

Helian Yu was taken aback.

Zhaonatu was his name when he was in Qinglu, few people called him that in Zhonglu, and only Le Dao learned it from his companion, and he called him when he felt like it.

This kind of interest, usually...

"Zhao Natu, my witch, do you think I will die too?"

With his back facing the bright red sunlight leaking through the gaps in the leaves, the young general in half armor looked tall and majestic, the unscrupulous smile on his face was suppressed, and he looked at Helian Yu with serious but heavy eyes.

Helian Yu: "..."

The two stared at each other for a moment.

Helian Yu: "I'm not—"

Le said: "—Don't say it, I understand."

Helian Yu: "..."

You know what the hell.

Before Helian Yu could speak again, Le Dao turned around. He took off the Feiyan Ghost Xiao Swords from his horse and tied them around his waist. The army has broken Xiangcao City, although I am not in the army, but Bai Shilang will follow the plan that was agreed at the beginning, and after half a day of repairing, the army will rush over Snake Ridge and go straight to Qiutuo City of the Southern Xinjiang Dawu."

"Isn't there still seven days left?" Le Dao said, "The lame scorpion or the dead scorpion is poisoned by the Great Witch of Southern Border, so let's go to the Great Witch of Southern Border for an antidote."

Le Dao was ready to go, he turned his head and said to Helian Yu: "Let's go?"

if not?

Helian Yu thought, can I really leave you alone?

"How could I die here." This was what Le Dao said at the time.

The 37-year-old He Lianyu sat on the Erlong Snow Mountain, in the orange-red snow cave that was illuminated by the fire, and pulled himself out of his memories.

It is true that Le Dao did not die in Baiyue in the southern border, but they did not find the antidote for the remnant scorpion from Qiutuo City. If Helian Yu hadn't had an epiphany during the battle with the Great Witch of Southern Border and was promoted to the Great Witch, he would have made a decisive decision after the war to kill his own Luo Tianwanxiang is tattooed on Le Dao's body little by little, and the emperor of Da'an may have already turned into one of the thousands of bones under the Snake Ridge.

Recalling this incident before, Helian Yu was always happy.

However, all the blessings of the past turned into a blow to the head this night.

Residual scorpion is not an ordinary poison. The earliest record about it in the tablelets of Xingtai is 700 years ago in the witch dynasty. He died under this poison, which triggered more than 100 years of war, and the entire witch dynasty fell apart.

This is a poison specially used to deal with witches. It is no worse than those poisons that seal the throat when they see blood. It takes seven days to cause death. Its most special effect is the omnipotent art that does not fear witches.

The power of the great witch is beyond the ordinary, and he can only suppress this poison with the myriad phenomena in the sky. After ten or eight years of suppression, the poison will disappear in the poisoned person.

It's great that Le Dao is alive.

What about Uren?

Helian Yu looked at the sleeping Ulun and sighed softly towards the bonfire.

"Dark witches always bring bad luck...?"

Is this a trick of good fortune?Ah.

Wu Lun was poisoned by the same poison as Le Dao, how could there be such a coincidence, it was naturally someone who was planning secretly, such as the letter sent to the imperial capital, such as the poison of the remnant scorpion on Wu Lun's body at this moment, that person Even the poisoning contained a trick to attack the heart. He Lianyu thought about it for a while, and felt like a light was on his back.

Originally, he thought that finding this child in advance would break the trap, but he didn't want his opponent to reserve a hand behind him.

The remnant scorpion who died on the seventh day would not last until the New Year's Eve, and the person who calculated must have other back-ups, but this person absolutely did not expect it. Relying on Wu Bu's prophecy, he directly used his strength to find this person in advance. Son, kill the caravan master.

The bureau in the tunnel didn't look like it was set up by this person. It was more likely that there were more than one group of people behind the scenes who wanted to kill him. If Le Dao was there, he might be able to divide them up and kill them with tactics.

While thinking, he put back the leg bone of the Poisonous Colored Frog, picked up the penultimate bone, and flicked it lightly with his fingertips.

The bone piece made a crisp sound, and the misty and dreamy purple smoke rose from the bone piece, transforming into a faint human figure in a moment.

It bowed to the great witch, and then exploded into misty smoke, covering the entire snow cave.

And Helian Yu put away the remaining bones and left the snow cave.

This morning, the poison on Ulun's body didn't show. It must be because he hadn't been poisoned for a long time at that time. The timing of poisoning should be in the tunnel.

He's going to the tunnel for another look.

When Wu Lun woke up the next day, Helian Yu hadn't come back yet.

The nine-year-old boy looked around to make sure that the lunatic big witch was not there, and hurriedly drove the snow goat up, trying to drag it to escape with him.

Before he stepped out of the snow cave, a faint figure stopped in front of him.

Wu Lun and this smoky man without facial features looked at each other for a long time, weighed and weighed, and finally returned to the snow cave, venting his anger on the dried meat pancake left by Helian Yu.

While he was rummaging and saluting to find the wine skin bag that made him drunk yesterday, Helian Yu hurried back to the snow cave accompanied by snowflakes. He threw the skin bag with ice scum in front of Wu Lun and ordered: :"Drink a sip."

The taste of the wine was very different from yesterday, it was full of fishy smell and bitterness, swallowing it was like swallowing a ball of burning soil, when Ulun finally swallowed the disgusting taste, Helian Yu had already swallowed everything Pack it up and wait for him with the goat.

Uren felt that this man suddenly became very anxious.

Then he found that their originally straight route to the northeast had turned a right-angled bend and headed northwest again.

"Where are we going?" Uren asked.

"Sunita." Helian Yu replied.

They are going to the underground black market that will be held on the ice for a month every time Qiongshui freezes.

There should be the medicine he wants in that place.