Fu Youzi was puzzled and said: "Mrs. Liu's wife has insufficient qi and chronic diseases. Didn't she keep drinking this medicine to recuperate? Why is it not necessary?"

Le Huangcheng sneered and said, "Hehe~Brother Sanyue, you don't know the earth-shattering changes in our Yinyi Mountain in the past few days. Just in front of the Manyao River at the foot of our mountain, a new Taoist temple was built, and the incense is very prosperous every day. The Taoist temple on the other side is indifferent."

"Is there still this?"

"That's right, Mr. Liu personally signed and hung the plaque. I heard that the abbot of the Taoist temple cured his wife's illness. Why would he drink your medicine?"

"Is there anyone in the world who is better at refining medicine than Xinxian?"

"Brother Sanyue, don't brag about brother Xinxian that there is nothing in the sky and nothing on earth, it's a pill, and one pill will work."

"so smart?"

"That's why, master, don't ask me to give you any medicine, they don't appreciate it at all."

Ye Fu replied: "In the deserted city, the medicine must be delivered every day, even if it is returned every day, you have to deliver it too."

"Master, why is this?"

"Madam Liu has been physically weak since she was a child, and has been suffering from tuberculosis for a long time. In addition to adjusting her diet and rest, the medicine must not be stopped. She is dedicated to doing good deeds. Elder Lu does not want her to be unable to live her life because of her heresy."

"But master, I don't drink at all."

"If you don't drink, you have to give it away."

"Hey~~" Le Huangcheng was speechless, really helpless, turned his face and said: "Then I will go again."

After finishing speaking, he disappeared into the hall, and Ye Fu quickly said, "Don't worry about Mrs. Liu's affairs, the most important thing is to find the Fox King."

"Yes, Master."

After the four finished speaking, they lifted their feet and left.

They decided to search before going down the mountain to see if there were any traces of the demon king. As soon as they walked out of the hall and passed the incense burner, they were stopped by Jun Xinxian.

Seeing that they were in such a hurry, there must be something wrong, Jun Xinxian put a green leaf in his mouth and asked, "Brothers, where are you going?"

Nianhua smiled and said: "Xinxian, it's none of your business, stay in the Taoist temple obediently, don't cause trouble, do you know?"

After saying that, he lifted his feet and left. Seeing that they were about to leave, Jun Xinxian quickly grabbed Fu Youzi, and said coquettishly, "Hey~Brother Sanyue, you can take me with you too, okay?"

Fu Youzi glanced in surprise, and said: "Stay in the Taoist temple obediently, and don't cause trouble."

As soon as the words fell, the four of them had already left their sight.

ha?Is there any mistake, it seems that I make trouble every day, how old I am, don't always treat me like a child, you don't take me down the mountain, it's strange that I don't suffocate to death by myself, besides, it's been a long time , No one is there, what am I doing?

Jun Xinxian kept talking, grunting in displeasure.Suddenly, he found that Lehuangcheng was about to go down the mountain with a medicine bag, and hurriedly shouted: "Chengcheng, wait."

Hearing the sound, Le Huangcheng turned around and asked, "Brother Xinxian, what's the matter?"

"Where are you going?"

"Send medicine to Master Liu's family."

"Send medicine? I'll go too."

"Okay."

The two went down the mountain at the same time. After a while, Jun Xinxian learned from Lehuangcheng that it turned out that there was an extra Taoist temple at the foot of the mountain, which caused the incense burner of the one-inch Taoist temple to be closed. Such strange things quickly aroused Jun Xinxian's curiosity. In his heart, he decided to take a good look.

Accompanied by the footsteps, stepping over the foot of the mountain, in front of the Manyao River, stands a house of golden bricks and tiles, with a tall minaret erected in the center of the roof, the roof is pointed, and the golden light is quite luxurious and magnificent.

The town at the foot of Yinyi Mountain is called Jinlan Town. The so-called relying on mountains to eat mountains and rivers to eat rivers, there are mountains and rivers here, the transportation is developed, and the economy is naturally relatively fertile. It is a place where cars are like flowing water and horses are like swimming dragons. Quite bustling and lively.

Jun Xinxian followed Lehuangcheng and came to Liu's Mansion in a blink of an eye.

There are three stairs in front of the vermilion gate, the left and right doors are pasted with portraits of gods with angry faces, and a brown plaque hangs above the head, with two big characters "Liu's Mansion" written sonorously and forcefully.

Le Huangcheng knocked on the door, and soon the door opened a gap, only to see a house slave stuck his head out and asked, "What's the matter?"

Lehuangcheng showed kindness, took out the medicine bag in his hand, and said with a smile, "I'm here to deliver medicine."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a 'bang', and the door closed.

Being so rude, Le Huangcheng's face was livid with anger, and he said angrily, "Legs, this is making me angry."

He didn't want to deliver the medicine at all, if the master hadn't told him repeatedly, he wouldn't have bothered to put his face on someone's cold ass.

Jun Xinxian said in a blink of an eye: "Chengcheng, don't be angry, look at me."

After finishing speaking, Jun Xinxian raised his hand and started banging on the door.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

The sound was deafening, and as expected, the vermilion door was opened again, and the servant poked his head out and said angrily, "Knock what, you said you don't need medicine, hurry up and leave."

Hearing the sound, Jun Xinxian shook his head and arrived at the gate, which really startled the servant. He didn't wait for others to react, he just heard the sound of 'bang', and the gate was kicked open by him, and the servant immediately screamed in pain: " Whoops, whoops."

Jun Xinxian strode in, squatted in front of the slave, and said disdainfully: "You are new here, right? Your young master's friend came to the door and didn't even open the door?"

Hearing that he is the young master's friend, the servant's complexion changed, he quickly got up and said with a smile: "Forgive me for my clumsy eyes, I may be far away, and I may be far away."

The two of them followed the house slaves across corridors, large and small courtyards, rockery and strange rocks everywhere, magnificent flower beds and bonsai, dozens of houses of different sizes and heights, and even the house slaves who flashed by in front of them were not. There are less than [-]. Sure enough, the officials are different. They are well-fed and rich, which is enviable.

For a moment, they stopped in a hall, with a sandalwood four-corner table in front, a chair on the left and right, and four chairs on both sides. After a while, they saw Liu Liu walking through the door on the left. out.

He was wearing a yellow robe, with half of his hair in a bun, the rest of his hair hanging down his back, facial features, thick eyebrows, bird eyes, red lips and white teeth, a scholarly temperament.

Jun Xinxian sat down unceremoniously, and shouted: "Young Master Liu, the family rules are so strict that even friends come to him behind closed doors."

The house slave standing quietly at the side, upon hearing this, made it clear that he was saying that he didn't understand the house rules, so he was so frightened that he hurriedly begged: "Master, I didn't know he was your friend." The house slave was only in his thirties. He looked at Liu Liu with a big face in Chinese characters and a terrified expression. He looked pitifully at Liu Liu.

Liu Liu waved his hand to signal him to go down, and said with a smile: "Haha, isn't this Jun Xinxian? It's been a long time since I saw you, and I miss you so much. What's the matter? Today your master didn't lock you up, but you sneaked down the mountain again."

It's fine if he doesn't speak, but when he speaks, it doesn't match the word "scholarly" at all. He doesn't have a scholarly temperament, but looks like a street gangster.

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