Cangyun [Sword Net Three]

In the early morning of the next day, Yang Jichuan really applied to the emperor to return to his residence, but the emperor, as expected, talked about him without a definite answer.

After coming down to court, the emperor deliberately called Wu Lang to the imperial study room alone, chattered a lot of gossip, and finally asked him if he was interested in serving Fengji as a political envoy.Wu Lang also didn't pretend to be with the emperor, he thoroughly implemented the country people's scheming city government, and directly told the emperor that he was not interested.

Fengji is a vast area, but one-third of the area has not been developed, and one-third of the remaining two-thirds are not suitable for living. The environment is harsh and the people are harsh.Although Fengji and Yongzhou are just neighbors drawn by an administrative line on the map, there are very big differences in both climate and culture.In addition, Fengji is adjacent to Moxi in the west and Beirong in the north. If it were not for the natural advantage of the plateau terrain, the people would have been bullied by this covetous neighboring country to the point of desperation.

However, the terrain that can resist foreign enemies also brings inconvenience to their own development. Fengji is located on a plateau, covered with high mountains, with rugged roads, no convenient transportation, and news is inevitably blocked. In addition, it is influenced by the religion of Moxi and Beirong. Compared with the Central Plains, Fengji seems to be very non-mainstream.

To put it bluntly, Fengji is a bitter place. Although Yongzhou is also bitter, Fengji is even more bitter!

However, what the emperor promised was the position of Xuanzheng envoy. If he agreed, he would be the second in command of the whole Fengji, second only to the status of state shepherd.He is still a general, and his soldiers are in command.But in Yongzhou, he was just a small city lord.

Therefore, the emperor's intention couldn't be more clear. Asking him to serve as the envoy of Fengji Xuanzheng is just a springboard. As long as he agrees and performs well, it is estimated that his official position will rise steadily in the future, and he will transform into a dragon with one leap.

It's a pity that he has no intention of getting promoted and making a fortune at all. It is even more impossible for him to leave Chuan'er.

The emperor saw that he refused so simply, and it was meaningless to persuade him any more, so he let him go.Wu Lang thanked him for his farewell, and outside the imperial study, he ran into the crown prince Xu Guangling, bowed to him and walked away. At this time, a strange fragrance wafted from Xu Guangling's body.Wu Lang frowned, and turned to look at Xu Guangling.The serious and rigid prince Taifu is said to be honest and thrifty, and even the court clothes have not been changed for many years. I am afraid that he does not have the extra money to buy incense and smoked clothes.More importantly, this fragrance always feels a little familiar.

Wu Lang shook his head, looked away from Xu Guangling, and walked out of the palace frowning.

Yang Jichuan went down to change his clothes, and went to the palace as usual to teach the sixth prince how to ride a horse.Wu Lang glanced outside and left calmly.

Chuan'er, even if he doesn't like the job, if he accepts it, he will do it seriously.Just like although he is afraid of getting along with children, as a teacher, he is also conscientious and hardworking.

After returning to the general's mansion, he changed into casual clothes and went to the outskirts of the garrison for a while.

Of course, he can rest assured that his soldiers will train on time even if he is not watching, and never play tricks.In the past two days, he took the time to investigate the captain of the Imperial Guard who was about to fight him.The surname is Gao, and the name is Zhu. His father is really a servant, the second generation of officials. He is a little arrogant. No wonder the group beat him when they first met, and he almost lost his anger.Yang Zhao is a high-ranking apprentice, and he personally trained him.Oh, that's more interesting.During his study at Tiance Mansion, he had provoked Yang Jichuan several times, but all of them were defeated.However, he didn't get any notoriety because of losing to Yang Jichuan, on the contrary, because of repeated defeats, repeated defeats and repeated defeats made people feel firm-minded and a good talent.

Wu Lang couldn't help frowning, Gao Zhuruo was modest and prudent, and his temper of hard work was nothing more than that, he was more or less worthy of the rumors of repeated defeats and repeated battles.But according to his impression, Gao Zhu is obviously a proud and arrogant person. If he pursues Yang Jichuan so closely, he either has a crush on Chuaner, or he is premeditated to take the opportunity to take the position.

Now you want to do it again?

It seems that it's time for him to recall the feelings he had when he was defeated by Chuan'er.

The day before the appointed day, Wu Lang took Chang Shan to Lianzuyun Temple.He didn't mention the antidote to him, but only said that two days would be the day of the competition with the imperial guards, and he went up the mountain for good luck.

Chang Shan was surprised and asked him if he had no confidence to win the game.Wu Lang sneered and said, winning is inevitable, the problem is how to win.Anyway, it's okay, I still want to ask for a marriage.

Chang Shan was speechless again, and said, you already have General Langqi, what are you asking for a marriage lottery.Wu Lang yelled at Yumu's head, and asked for a child after getting married, so I can't ask for a smooth relationship?

Chang Shan nodded, didn't ask any more questions, and followed Wu Lang obediently.

The two rode to the foot of Mount Izumo and left the horses at a nearby inn.

Mount Izumo is five hundred feet high, and there are nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps to the sky. It takes ordinary people a day and a night to climb to the top of the mountain.Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps to the sky, the number alone has scared off a group of pampered and wealthy people.But going to Izumo Temple reflects the style and taste, so the young masters and brothers thought of a way to go to the first quarter first, let the bearers carry the middle two quarters, and the last quarter to arrive at the temple. Walk the road to the temple gate by yourself, so that you will be invisible.

As soon as the idea of ​​being lazy came out, it was imitated on a large scale. Later, many people even went up the mountain in sedan chairs, not going half a step by themselves.

And the bearer industry in Izumo Mountain is also developing like a raging fire.

Since Wu Lang went up the mountain sincerely to find the antidote for Chang Shan, he must be [-]% sincere.Every ladder has to be climbed by oneself.

I heard earlier that besides the famous temple Izumo Temple, there are flaming phoenix trees all over the mountains and plains.It's just that autumn has passed, and most of the phoenix flowers have withered, without the beauty of burning.Instead, the fallen flowers all over the ground have become another kind of scenery.

Both Wu Lang and Chang Shan are martial arts practitioners, they have good physical strength and can climb mountains quickly.Along the way, countless people who climbed the mountain together were left behind.

After walking for a while, the two stopped to rest.

The person who built the sky ladder was also elegant, and the resting place was not uniformly built into identical pavilions, but the phoenix tree with huge branches was used as a natural roof, and stone tables and chairs were set up under the tree.Fengya is Fengya, if it is rainy or snowy, there is no hope of hiding from the rain, and we can only resign ourselves to climbing or descending in the rain.Therefore, everyone who goes to Izumo Mountain knows that it is necessary to pick a good day with clear skies before going out.

Wu Lang found a free place to sit down, Chang Shan put down the burden on his back, took out food and clothes and handed them to Wu Lang.

Both of them can feel that the temperature is getting lower and lower, and the heights are extremely cold, isn't that the reason?

After resting for a while, continue on the road.Chang Shan quietly leaned into Wu Lang's ear and whispered that he seemed to have seen King Linzi's sedan chair.Wu Lang was taken aback, and waved his hand, probably it was a coincidence, why panic, it's best not to meet, and it's just that if it does, just ask a gift.Chang Shan silently said yes.

The two of them traveled surprisingly fast and set off early, arriving at Izumo Temple just in time for the lunch at noon.Tired and hungry after climbing the mountain in the morning, and having food to eat, the little novice who was serving the rice was taken aback for a while by the way he ate Hesai, and finally he just gave them a big bowl of rice, so as not to have to go back and forth.

After eating enough, Wu Lang took Chang Shan to the main hall to ask for a lottery.

There is a huge golden body of an unknown god and Buddha enshrined in the main hall. People can only see the instep of the Buddha when they stand up and look up.The threshold of the main hall is very high, and the offering table is just behind the threshold. Pilgrims are not allowed to enter the shop, they can only pray outside the door, and then offer incense.

As a famous treasure temple, Izumo Temple, although the way up is very difficult, it can't stop some people who sincerely pray for Buddha and those who pretend to be criminals.So at the entrance of the main hall, a line of futons has already reached the bottom of the steps.

The pilgrims held incense sticks and knelt on the straw-woven futons to prostrate, and the thick Sanskrit bells sounded from far away, which made people calm down involuntarily and dissipated a lot of inner depression.

At this point in time, there are few people, and there are still lottery holders left.

Wu Lang placed incense sticks, bowed to Buddha, kowtowed, and cast lottery in an orderly manner.Find the signature rack, look along the column of marriage, and tear off a piece of paper after correcting the signature.

Wu Lang glanced at the words written on it, and frowned.

sign.

Immediately tore the sign paper.

Chang Shan glanced at it, and silently picked up the pair of debris without making a sound.

I asked the monk who swept the floor in the temple and found Yuanjue.

Chang Shan stood in front of Wu Lang unobtrusively.

"What? Back off."

"Yes."

Yuanjue saw Chang Shan's constipated expression, a smile on his wrinkled face, and he staggered into the room, "Come in."

Chang Shan felt that something was wrong, and said in a low voice: "Master, are you really here to ask for a lottery?"

Wu Lang said, "I'm here to ask for help."

Chang Shan pursed his lips, somewhat guessing what was going on.But he doesn't want to go in.

Wu Lang walked a few steps before realizing that Chang Shan was still in place, and turned around to call him, "Why are you standing still, why don't you follow up?"

"Master, subordinate..."

"Why are you so morose today?"

"The subordinate still won't go in."

"Chang Shan, it's against you, dare you not listen to me?"

"........."

"Hurry up, don't make me do it myself."

Chang Shan saw Wu Lang's uncompromising expression, struggled in his heart, and followed him in.

Yuanjue took out the jar that sealed the living Gu, and then took out the Gu-inducing wine and talisman water that had been prepared, as well as other scattered items.

Wu Lang didn't know the specific operation in advance, he only knew about using a Gu technique to support people with Gu.

To be honest, he has only seen this thing in novels, and when he thinks that he will have a worm in his body in the future, Wu Lang panics a little.That's why he didn't let Yang Jichuan come with him.If Chuan'er knew that the antidote was like this, he still didn't know how to get angry.

When the matter came to an end, Chang Shan was still hesitating awkwardly, Wu Lang wished he could knock his head off with a stick.In the end, he had to give an order to take off his shirt and just stay there and not move.

Huansheng is a child-mother Gu, entangled with each other.Yuan felt that he should first draw out the phantom Gu in his body, plant it on Chang Shan, and then move the living Gu into Wu Lang's body, so that Wu Lang could be Chang Shan's exclusive antidote.If the order is reversed, this rope will connect Wu Lang and Yuanjue.

Passing on Gu worms is a delicate job, it cannot be done carelessly.The three of them sat in a circle, only the sound of steady breathing and the crackling of the candles burning inside the house could be heard.

Yuanjue took a sharp dagger, cut open the upper three inches of the heart, opened the flesh, and saw a lively little worm lying in his veins, like a quiet silkworm baby.Yuanjue sprinkled the white powder next to the Gu Yin wine on the wound.The originally sleeping Gu worm slowly woke up, wriggling slowly.Yuanjue was using powder to revive the Gu worms.Then he cut a deep bone wound on his left wrist, poured a bowl of Gu Yin wine, and poured it all on the wrist wound.

Wu Lang watched as his wrist muscles ached.

Gu worms are like bees that smell the fragrance, along the blood vessels flowing from the heart to the wrist, slowly crawling towards the wound filled with the gu wine.

Seeing that Yuanjue's blood was about to flow into a big bowl, Wu Lang really wanted to press a motor on this Gu worm.

The snail-like Gu worm was finally about to reach it, Yuanjue was already on the verge of falling, his body was dripping with sweat, and he couldn't even sit still.Chang Shan supported Yuanjue's back with one hand, and listened to Yuanjue's words, and asked them to climb into the jar where the living Gu was sealed as quickly as possible the moment the phantom Gu came out.Before this, the jar cannot be unsealed.

Wu Lang nodded and took over the task.

The jar is so small that Wu Lang can hold it with one hand.He held the jar and stretched it under Yuanjue's wrist, waited for the chubby Illusion Gu to crawl out from the bloody wound, and immediately opened the seal.With a shake of Yuanjue's hand, the little white flesh worm illusion Gu was shaken into the jar, and Yuanjue immediately poured the prepared talisman water into the jar.

"Quick, seal it!"

When Wu Lang heard this, his eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and he put the sealing paper back on and pressed it tightly.

Chang Shan then began to bandage Yuanjue's wound.

After half an hour, Yuanjue spoke weakly, asking Chang Shan to cut open his left wrist, apply a yellow ointment, and put his hand into the altar.After a while, a small bulge could be seen slowly swimming up the upper arm under Chang Shan's skin, followed by the collarbone, and finally stopped three inches above the heart.

During the whole process, Chang Shan had no symptoms at all, as if there was no bug crawling in his body at all.

Wu Lang knew it was his turn, so he looked towards Yuanjue.He and Chang Shan's forward movements are basically the same, only the ointment applied to the wound is different.

But compared to Chang Shan's unresponsiveness, Wu Lang felt that this colorful bug, which was smaller than the Illusion Gu, was simply a killer weapon.Since it crawled into his wrist, every time he moved it, Wu Lang felt as if a piece of flesh had been bitten off.This can only show that this bug is a real and highly poisonous substance, not a joke.The worst thing is that he crawled slower than the snail illusion Gu.Wu Lang almost thought that he had gone through a mid-month study.

In the end, Wu Lang's clothes were already soaked with sweat, his forehead hair was wet and stuck to his pale face, his eyes were absent-minded, and only his willpower remained to keep him from falling down.

"Master!" Chang Shan couldn't help shouting. "Chu Qi, stop quickly, we won't play this Laoshizi Gu!"

Yuanjue's lips trembled, and he shook his head weakly: "The birth Gu is almost in place, don't waste all your previous efforts."

Chang Shan's eyes were red, and he clenched his hands into fists, blood was pinched out of his palms: "How can I let the young master be like this..."

"This is fate, the ninth day."

"My name is Chang Shan."

"Okay, Chang Shan. Meeting him is your fate and your blessing. You should not die. Live well, silly boy."

Chang Shan stretched out his hand to stroke his heart, what was beating there was not only his own heart.

At this time, Wu Lang suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.Chang Shan quickly went up to help Wu Lang up, breathed out, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's done!" Yuanjue said pleasantly: "I knew from the very beginning that he is definitely not an ordinary person."

Chang Shan remained silent, and Yuan Jue asked him to help Wu Lang to rest on the bed.Chang Shan did as he did, and the queen knelt in front of the bed all the time, looking at Wu Lang's pale sleeping face absently.

When Wu Lang woke up, his whole body ached, but luckily he could bear it.With a glance, he saw Chang Shan kneeling there with his head bowed, as if he had made a big mistake and came to confess his guilt.Wu Lang still doesn't know what Chang Shan is thinking, and he has been called young master for nothing for so many years.

"Chang Shan, I'm hungry."

"Master!"

"Hurry up, get something to eat. Don't hurt me to death, I'm starving to death."

"Yes, this subordinate is going!"

Grinning his teeth, Wu Lang endured the pain and sat up from the bed. Seeing Yuanjue coming in from the door with a bloodless face, he walked up to him, flicked his sleeves, and kowtowed.

"What is Master Yuanjue doing?"

"The poor monk thanked the general for his kindness."

"I'll save my family's followers. I'm afraid I can't afford the master's favor."

Yuanjue knelt on the ground, his body was still shaking, he listened carefully and heard the sound of crying.

"The child, please take care of the general."

"Grandmaster……"

Yuanjue suddenly took out a prescription from his sleeve and handed it to Wu Lang, Wu Lang took it and found it was a Gu prescription.

"At the end of the day, this method is just to fight poison with poison, and it is also harmful to you, General. This is the recipe for making the altar. If one day, the general feels that something is wrong, he will draw out the raw Gu, seal it in the altar, and find another host .”

Wu Lang glanced at Yuan Jue, put Fang Zi in his arms, and said, "I see, I have suffered so much anyway, so I won't let him die easily."

Upon hearing this, Yuanjue bowed deeply to Wu Lang again.

"The poor monk heard that the general will attend an important event tomorrow, and now he is not feeling well, will it affect it?"

Wu Lang moved his shoulders, felt the pain relieved a lot, and said indifferently: "No problem, I will do my best, who can stand me?"

"General situation."

Wu Lang had dinner at Izumo Temple, and when he went out to see it was already dark, he dragged Chang Shan to bid farewell to Yuanjue.

"Master tomorrow, will you come down the mountain to watch the battle?"

"Oh, the poor monk has lived in Buddhism for a long time, and he no longer cares about the killing."

"So, I won't force it."

"The general walks slowly all the way."

"Hey, wait a minute. Master, is the signature from Izumo Temple correct?"

Yuanjue was a little surprised, but said honestly: "If you believe it, you are right, if you don't believe it, you are not allowed."

Wu Lang's face darkened, and he cursed, what kind of bullshit, it must not be allowed, so he strode away.

Chang Shan looked back at Yuanjue, who waved goodbye to him.Chang Shan bowed, turned his head and quickly caught up with Wu Lang.

Both of them knew that after this side, mountains and rivers would not meet each other, and yin and yang would be separated.