Suo Jinling

People in the city were in a state of panic, the gates of every household were tightly closed, all the lanterns and cakes in the market were scattered, and the lanterns and gourds were in a mess, and they were all trampled and black, and they couldn't see their original appearance.

Even though the officers and soldiers repeatedly urged them, there were still people running around, wandering around the market, grabbing things and running, unable to catch up. Chen Jing was so troubled that he picked up two thieves and hung them When he got up and smoked, his skin was torn apart, and he managed to shake the situation.

The water in several rivers was drained, and the livestock were buried on the spot. Hundreds of people were quickly moved into the sheds outside. Those who entered, circled around outside, waiting for an opportunity to slip away.

Every few households, there were people with cold and fever, coughing and coughing, Lan Jingming's subordinates kept busy from noon to evening, and they didn't even have time to drink hot water. Seeing that there were more and more sick people in the shed, he took advantage of Chen Jing's lack of time to help him Gu, took the initiative to invite Ying to come to the shed, imitating the appearance of a doctor, serving tea and water to the patients, and helping the patients change their bedding.

There was a strong smell of rotten bean dregs in the shed, which made the doctors unable to open their eyes. After a while, they would run out to vomit. Ho ho panting, tears in his eyes when he saw people approaching, waving his arms wildly, muttering what he wanted to say, Lan Jingming half kneeled on the ground, listening to them quietly, and tucked them in the bedding after they exhausted their strength and fell asleep.

Seeing that it was getting late, the patients could not fit in the shed, and a new shed was being built outside. Lan Jingming was feeding people water when someone patted his back. Curved into a crescent moon, she foolishly smiled at him.

He was stunned for a moment, snorted coldly, turned his head and continued to feed the water, took two quick steps after feeding, felt upset for some reason, rushed back viciously, grabbed the man by the back of the neck, forced him to drag him out of the shed, and threw him away go outside.

"Who told you to come," Lan Jingming impatiently kicked He Xiuzhu's butt, making him stagger, "Why don't you lie down at home and come out to die?"

He Xiuzhu coughed and coughed, and was almost kicked out of the mud by a dog. He rubbed his buttocks and turned his head, fumbled around in his arms, and took out a bottle of ointment: "Girl, this is my new ice muscle cream." Yulu ointment, the curative effect is excellent, and the medicine will cure the disease, you try to apply it on your face, and you will be back to normal."

"It's no big deal," Lan Jingming poked his tongue out to lick the corner of his lips, the wound had already scabbed over, "Why did your father let you out?"

"Father said that this is not an ordinary disease. Someone secretly used Burning Heart Gu. The poison is colorless and tasteless, so it's difficult to detect. When the poisoned person's mouth and tongue develop sores, the smell of rotten bean dregs will come out." He Xiuzhu scratched his head, "I was infected a long time ago. I just used Dragon Scorpion Grass to temporarily suppress it. It won't infect others. If I want to recover, I have to wait for my father to prepare an antidote."

"Then the antidote...is it difficult to prepare?"

"I don't know about that. I don't know much about it. I don't understand what Dad said." He Xiuzhu spread his hands and threw the broken pot on the ground. , Daddy will do his best."

As soon as the words fell, he thought of something, he got up with hands and feet, kept kneeling on the ground, put his hands on his forehead, hit the ground with a thud, and gave Lan Jingming a big gift: "Miss, calm down, I will apologize to the girl on behalf of Daddy." , Dad is not young and has a bad temper, he is very impulsive when things happen, he is so rude to the girl, I don't know how to make amends..."

"He's not impulsive," Lan Jingming said calmly, "and he's not rude, it's only because of your relationship."

He Xiuzhu choked for a moment, and vaguely smelled the smell of vinegar from the wind, but it disappeared after another sniff.

"When the matter subsides, he will come to the door to make amends to the girl," He Xiuzhu said respectfully, "Young girl...you are here anyway, it's really dangerous here, you'd better go back to the general's mansion."

"You can come here, why can't I come here," Lan Jingming snorted, clasping his arms around his chest, "Don't babble anymore, your father is about to fetch medicine at the pharmacy, you sneaked here."

He Xiuzhu was caught, and raised his hand to wipe off the cold sweat: "Girl, save some face for me, don't tell others."

"Go back," Lan Jingming took two steps forward, holding He Xiuzhu by the back of the neck, "Go back and rest, if something goes wrong here, my bones will really be broken."

Those two strokes were so painful that he didn't want to taste them any more.

"Girl, girl, I'm going to tear off this layer of skin," He Xiuzhu grinned, shaking his head and moving away, "I was originally in another shed, I just came to try my luck to find you, since you accept this ointment, I will never Get closer to you. I’m the same when I’m lying down, sitting or standing, but if Hades insists on taking me in, it’s the same wherever I am.”

Lan Jingming immediately laughed angrily: "Then I'll take you on the road, okay?"

He Xiuzhu took two steps back, waved his hands again and again: "Don't dare, girl, let's go and get busy, I'm going back."

"Wait," Lan Jingming became angry, and breathed out in a deep voice, "If ordinary people are not good at water, they will avoid the river tide. Why do you go inward?"

"Girl, I'm also a seven-foot boy, so I should have a home," He Xiuzhu said with a sideways smile, "If a person with great ambition goes to war, he would want to be shrouded in horse leather instead of dying on the couch. I can't take it." With knives, guns and sticks, only the skill of diagnosing the pulse and seeing the disease is at your fingertips..."

He Xiuzhu raised his palm and rubbed his face, and was silent for a while: "Girl, don't stop me."

The shed curtain slammed, He Xiuzhu lifted the curtain and went in, the shed door swallowed him like a huge mouth.

Lan Jingming stood there in a daze, in a daze for a while, the weeds under his feet were blowing up with the wind, and his ankles were itchy.

"Crazy," Lan Jingming gritted his teeth, and kicked the stones flying, "Crazy, the entire family is crazy."

Pulling to his chest during the movement, he spat out a mouthful of blood, turned around and lifted the curtain to go in, and walked into another shed.

The medicine bottle in his arms was close to the skin, giving off a touch of coldness, Lan Jingming fidgeted, frowned and dug out a piece, crushed it between his fingers, and raised his hand to press it on his cheek.

The coolness penetrated into the muscles and bones, the fiery stinging pain was suppressed by the coldness, the flag died down and the drums retracted, not daring to show up again.

He held a breath of anger here, and didn't want to deal with He Xiuzhu, who didn't know good or bad, but thinking about it in his heart, his legs and feet were not obedient, and he couldn't help but turn into the shed next door, open the curtain and knock on it. , Turn back after seeing that the person is okay, and go back to your own shed to run around.

I don't know how long it has been like this, the sky darkens, and the sound of the wind dances in Shuo Shuo, making people feel flustered.It was bustling outside, as if someone was coming around. Lan Jingming was unsteady, and hurriedly lifted the curtain to go out. He Xiuzhu was hugged by Mr. He Xiuzhu in his arms, his body was tightly covered, and his arms It hangs limply by the side of the body, like two pieces of wood tied to strings, dangling around with the body as if lifeless.

Lan Jingming's heart tightened, and he subconsciously took two steps forward.

He Zhongyin stopped and glanced back, his expression was neither sad nor happy, indifferent and indifferent, but it was like a nail that stuck Lan Jingming in place.

The two left the shed, turned around the corner of the alley, and disappeared suddenly. Lan Jingming clenched his fists and spat in his heart. He knew that he should turn around and go back to the shed, or go back to the general's mansion, as if all of today's events were complete. I didn’t see it, I didn’t care about these things, but the two legs were not under my control, they led him to step by step, followed He Zhongyin far away, climbed up the big tree outside the courtyard, sat on the top of the fence, and walked far away. look inside.

He Zhongyin put He Xiuzhu on the couch, lifted the quilt and wrapped him tightly, He Xiuzhu's face was pale, the corners of his lips were tightly pressed, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and a line of blood appeared from the corner of his lips, which was caught by He Zhongyin. Carefully wipe off.

He Zhongyin boiled a bowl of strong medicine, poured several bowls of hot water, and put them one by one on the edge. He took off | ran out, changed into a light attire, carried a cloth bag on his back, and turned around to close the door.

Lan Jingming turned down the wall, put his hands on the edge of the wall, most of his body was hanging outside, with two eyes protruding, staring at people cautiously.

He Zhongyin flew up to the roof, quickly tapped a few times, and jumped onto the roof of the next door. Like a light swallow, he floated past the side door of the city wall and disappeared into the dark night.

Lan Jingming was dumbfounded, hurriedly climbed up the wall, and followed He Zhongyin's appearance. He was used to climbing mountains and mountains since he was a child, and climbing trees and mountains was no problem. Although he was not as agile as his husband, he was still able to keep up. Yes, he fell far behind, followed He Zhongyin out of the city, climbed over the steep mountain, and came to the foot of Snow Lotus Mountain.

Snow lotus mountain is covered with snow all the year round, the peak is as steep as a blade, and the stream is frozen all the year round. A few pieces of old roots of remnant trees stand up and down on the top of the valley, like a few weathered human bones, scattered in the snow.

There is no one here all year round, and ordinary people will take a detour when passing here, wishing to avoid eight hundred feet away.

Why did Mr. come here? Before He Xiuzhu said that he would prepare a prescription for detoxification, could it be that there are some herbs that grow here that cannot grow in other places?

Before he could think clearly, He Zhongyin took out the rope from the cloth bag, tied it to the upper branch, kicked his feet, and climbed up far away. When he stepped on the stone, he put away the rope and climbed between the cliffs. It made people feel uneasy, for fear that he would step on the ground.

Lan Jingming didn't dare to follow his route, so he had to start a new stove, holding the gravel and climbing up. When he tried hard, he felt chest pain. His bones had already grown, but his flesh was still green, and his teeth were pulled up and down with the movement. General itching.

The sky was getting darker and darker, the wind was howling harder, snow waves fell from the clouds, and melted into water at the neck.

Lan Jingming sneezed, tore off a part of the skirt, and wrapped it around his calves a few times. When he came out, he was too hasty to take anything. Now his lips were trembling with cold, and his cheeks were numb.

The night was getting darker, the sound of the wind covered the footsteps, the dark night blurred the eyes, the rocks under his hands were slippery, soaked in the snow water, Lan Jingming climbed for a long time, and then looked up, there was no one in sight, the deep abyss under his feet, gravel Gululu slid down the side of his body and fell down with a plop.

Lan Jingming was in a hurry, if he couldn't find anyone, he would follow in vain, there was a cave made of fallen rocks in front of him, Lan Jingming crawled into it with hands and feet, just about to take a rest, when there was a loud noise behind him, he sensed something was wrong Turning his head suddenly, someone pinched the back of his neck, turned half of his body forward, and pressed hard against the stone wall.

His back hit the stone wall, and his throat was pinched. Lan Jingming's face was flushed, and he struggled and panted, "Let go!"

The flesh on the chest was sore, and the back must have been swollen too. Why did the master show no mercy again and again, treating him like a poisonous snake and beast, wishing he could get rid of it quickly.

He Zhongyin remained unmoved, and clenched his fingers half an inch. The wind in the quiet cave gradually subsided, and the two breathed and heard the heat on their faces, and each other's emotions were tense.

"Why did you come here with me?" He Zhongyin breathed out coldly, "What is the purpose?"

"Cough, I said, I said me, worry, He Xiuzhu, that kid," Lan Jingming couldn't breathe, and panted through his teeth, "You, you won't believe it."

Before he finished speaking, blue veins popped out of the corner of Lan Jingming's forehead, and he was about to run out of strength to struggle: "I, I came on behalf of Ah Jing, you came to find medicine, and I will also find medicine for Ah Jing."

"What medicine are you looking for?" He Zhongyin said, "Tell me about it."

Lan Jingming was overwhelmed by the question, he didn't know what kind of medicine was available, and he almost lost his temper: "Look, I'm looking for sweet thorn fruit. Ah Jing likes to eat this. She said that after taking it, she will be full of energy, full of qi and blood, and it can also relieve pain. .”

"I have tasted all kinds of herbs, but I have never heard of this sweet thorn fruit," He Zhongyin said, "Don't make up any more."

"In this world, there are so many rare and rare plants in this world, how, how is it possible that you know all of them?"

"No matter how many exotic plants there are," He Zhongyin said calmly, "There is nothing I don't know about, and if there is something I don't know about, it must not have grown yet."

Lan Jingming's eyes darkened, and he almost choked.

Gee!

How can there be such a defiant and arrogant guy!

He Xiuzhu said that his father had a bad temper... There is absolutely no lie!

"Yes, it was Ah Jing who asked me to come." Lan Jingming closed his eyes tightly, and kept on doing nothing. "He knew you were looking for herbs, and he was afraid that you would be in danger, so he asked me to come and help."

He Zhongyin narrowed his eyes slightly, his pupils were dyed with black ink, showing a faint killing intent.

Lan Jingming held his breath, gritted his teeth, and the next moment his neck loosened, he slipped to the ground, covered his chest and coughed, his back bent into a bow, and his heart, liver, spleen and lungs were about to vomit.

He knelt down on the ground, put his arms around his shoulders, his eyes were filled with sourness, and there was a look of anticipation in his heart.

Mr. Expectation cared about his past, and asked him why he entered the mansion, why he stayed with Ah Jing, and why he gained Ah Jing's trust.

It seems that being asked a question... can make you get closer.

Lan Jingming spurned himself, he didn't know what evil he had fallen into, the few times he met, there was no peace, every time the sword was on the verge of breaking out, if he got closer, he would lose his life... What is he still looking forward to.

He Zhongyin walked towards the entrance of the cave, and stood quietly in the snow, like an independent bamboo knot, pointing to the sky far away.

"Xiu Zhu's body won't last long, and we need to pull out the ginseng heart lotus before tomorrow's rectification." He Zhongyin walked back to Lan Jingming's side, "There is no time to rest this time, if you insist on following, don't delay I'm on my back."

"Sir, don't worry too much." Lan Jingming covered his chest and sat cross-legged. His throat was pinched, and his breathing was hoarse and heavy. Ground, beat your chest and stomp your feet to be reconciled."

He Zhongyin frowned, Lan Jingming regained his breath, giggling non-stop, grinning with white teeth, and the corners of his eyes sparkling.