I want it all

Shen Feiyun got Su Lang's promise, and felt a little weird in his heart. He didn't know whether to believe it, so he bent down, leaned in front of Su Lang, stared at the other party's eyes seriously for a while, and confirmed that he didn't see any dodge or wandering. Only then secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

"Heal your injuries well, don't think too much, your hands, feet and kung fu will fully recover, and you will have to practice for about a year."

Speaking of this, he paused slightly, and then said solemnly: "I will accompany you."

"One year..." Su Lang blinked, looked down at the quilt, and bit the time between his lips lightly, as if he was thinking about something.

"Yes, one year," Shen Feiyun nodded, "This is the time it takes to recover. But if you can act, it is estimated that you will be able to use kung fu in another month, at least until late spring."

This is also the reason why he talked with Yan Si and set the time in late spring.

"Okay." Su Lang agreed emphatically.

Hearing this, Shen Feiyun breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "How do you feel, are you hungry, thirsty, or do you have something else you want to tell me."

Su Lang's acupuncture points for pain relief were tapped. Although the pain was still excruciating, it was much lighter than before and he could bear it.

In addition, if there are other discomforts, it is eating too little. I have been hungry for many days and only drank some porridge and water. How can I be full, and now I am hungry.

He said frankly, "Hungry."

Just this one word was uttered to pieces, as if he had forced himself to speak too much, and he had already reached his limit, and he could not speak any more.

"Okay, I'll go get me something to eat." While talking, Shen Feiyun touched Su Lang's forehead, and wiped off a bead of sweat.

Before leaving, he warned: "Don't force yourself, don't speak again in a short time."

Shen Feiyun only realized when he heard the word "hungry" in Su Lang's broken voice. He really shouldn't have a bad attitude at this time, teasing Su Lang's emotional ups and downs, and made the other party say so many things.

Su Lang's throat still hurts and needs to be raised.

When he walked to the door of the kitchen, before he stepped in, he saw the old man Hushui sitting on the bench in front of the stove with his back bent, cooking.

When the old man heard the footsteps, he turned his head and glanced, and asked, "I've been drinking porridge for the past few days, and a bird has faded out of my mouth. I cook and catch live animals on the grassland dozens of miles away. do you want?"

Having been drinking porridge, Shen Feiyun could bear it almost to the limit, of course he couldn't wait to eat some meat and vegetables, but he didn't trust the old man Hushui very much, how could he eat the food made by the other party.

"Thank you for your kindness." Shen Feiyun declined calmly, "But my stomach is more expensive, so I'd better drink porridge."

The old man of Hushui sneered, he didn't know what Shen Feiyun meant, so he shrugged, cooked the rice and put it out, and then started cooking meat again.

Soon, the fragrance overflowed.

Shen Feiyun leaned against the door frame, watched quietly, and waited for the meat to come out of the pot before opening his mouth and saying: "It seems that your injury is almost healed, and it's time to leave and go to Chang'an to find the person you should be looking for."

"How do I leave?" Old Man Hushui said vaguely with food in his mouth, "From Blue Wind City to Chang'an, let alone a few months' journey, leaving the desert, if there is no carriage with a few large buckets of water, probably I want to dry it in the sun."

Shen Feiyun laughed, shook his head and asked: "When you came here, did you ever think about how to go back?"

"Naturally I thought about it."

"That's it."

"No." The old man of Hushui kept his face serious, put down his bowl and chopsticks, and wiped his greasy lips, "You also know that I persuaded you not long ago to run away in the chaos, but you didn't listen. If you run now, so many people in Blue Wind City will Eyes, do you think everyone else is blind?"

"They didn't know that there was another you." Shen Feiyun said unhurriedly, "Everyone in the Holy Fire Cult thought that you left early after killing more than ten believers, and no one will notice if you leave now."

The old man Hushui was a little irritable, pointing at Shen Feiyun's nose and cursing:

"You said it lightly. Didn't I tell you that without a water-carrying carriage, crossing the desert would be tantamount to death. Do you think they won't notice the difference if they steal the Holy Fire Cult's carriage?"

Shen Feiyun didn't believe it, shook his head firmly, and said: "More than that, you told me too many lies along the way, and now that your life is in my hands, you still refuse to tell the truth..."

"This is the truth!" The old man of Hushui interrupted impatiently.

Shen Feiyun raised his hand, pressed his fan between his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "You were a thug in the Golden Hook Gambling House before, weren't you?"

"good."

"Golden Hook Gambling House set up a gamble, and people in the rivers and lakes bet gold and silver one after another to buy the outcome of this duel, right?"

"Yes."

"How do they confirm the news?" Shen Feiyun raised his head suddenly, his eyes swept over the old man Hushui, "I think with the strength of the Golden Hook Gambling Workshop and Wutong Villa, I wouldn't be afraid to enter Blue Wind City for such an important game. Let’s see what happens, right?”

"You are very smart." The old man Hushui couldn't help laughing.

Shen Feiyun speculated: "So you should be sent by the Golden Hook Gambling House to investigate the result of the duel, so I think that what you said before that you put 1000 taels of silver on me must be false, so as to confuse everyone. Because you have to guarantee The result is fair and certainly cannot bet on the three of us."

"I underestimated you." The old man Hu Shui sighed, "Do you have any other opinions? Tell them together."

"This should be the last thing you do for Golden Hook Casino. From then on, you will be completely free."

"Correct."

Seeing that his guesses were verified one by one, Shen Feiyun finally felt a little lighter in his heart and felt hopeful.

He said the last guess: "I think, you don't just take advantage of the chaos to escape, the Golden Hook Casino will definitely send people to pick you up, so you are still trapped here, you are still safe, right?"

"That's true." The old man Hushui couldn't help applauding.

"When will they come to meet you?" Shen Feiyun thought to himself, it would be best a month later, when Su Lang's injury was almost healed and he could move, they would leave together.

"tonight."

Shen Feiyun was shocked when he heard the answer, he didn't expect the old man Hu Shui to hide it so deeply, if he hadn't suddenly figured it out and came to talk to the old man, otherwise he would not have known that the other party left tonight.

Seeing that Shen Feiyun was silent and deep in thought, Old Man Hushui picked up the bowl, ate all the food, and then ate all the meat.

Shen Feiyun came back to his senses and warned: "You must complete what I have told you, otherwise I will never give you the remaining antidote."

"I understand." The old man Hushui threw down his job, looking unhappy, "I know that although you agreed to Yan Si, you regretted it in your heart and wanted to ask Shen Zhao to send troops to attack the Holy Fire Cult. The army is waiting in Jizhou, waiting for the Holy Fire Cult to migrate to The ruins of the Yan Kingdom can be wiped out in one go."

The old man Hushui told Shen Feiyun's thoughts, thinking that this kid is really cruel.

"That's not the case." Shen Feiyun looked calm, "The ruins of the Yan Kingdom are close to Jizhou. Since the members of the Sacred Fire Sect are full of confidence and feel that they can move there, they may have friendship with Jizhou Mu. I'm just afraid of Jizhou's rebellion."

"Whatever you think." The old man Hushui shrugged, "But if you want me to hide this from Shi Liping and Xu Qingyun, I'm afraid it will be a bit difficult."

Shen Feiyun paused for a moment, then sighed: "Forget it then, I really can't hide it, I think too much."

After saying this sentence, there was a long silence.

The old man Hushui waited for a long time, but he didn't see Shen Feiyun making a sound, so he said: "There is nothing else, I will leave first, and wait for someone to pick me up."

"Wait a minute." Shen Feiyun yelled, "You know how to talk to Shen Zhao, so that he will believe it. I don't need to send troops to Jizhou..."

"Of course." The old man Hushui sneered and interrupted him.

Shen Feiyun said slowly: "That's good."

The old man Hushui felt that it was almost the same, so he stopped caring about Shen Feiyun, turned around and left, and when he reached the door, he heard Shen Feiyun's voice.

"The last question, you said that Xu Qingyun was doing it for my own good at the foot of Jianxue Mountain Villa; a few days ago, you were poisoned by my blood, and you insulted Xu Qingyun, implying that Xu Qingyun was plotting against me in your words. Which one is true and which one is false."

The old man Hushui turned around, stared into Shen Feiyun's eyes, was quiet for a moment, and replied: "Xu Qingyun betrayed the Sacred Fire Sect and went to the Central Plains incognito, and handed Mo Wuya the holy fire order of life-and-death duel to teach you martial arts, so that you To avenge my parents, what do you think?"

"Thank you." Shen Feiyun's voice was a little choked up.

Xu Qingyun tacitly allowed Hanniang to open a tavern at the foot of the mountain, implying that Hanniang would be protected by her, so the old man Hushui didn't dare to do anything wrong, which made the old man criticize her quite a bit.

Since even the old man Hushui is willing to say good things for her, there should be no falsehood.

"Although Xu Qingyun is a lowly person, she does have a backbone." The old man Hushui said bitterly, "She hates Mo Wuya's behavior very much, and she also hates that Lu Chu followed such a bad idea, only carrying a sword and a painting, He fled overnight and fled to the Central Plains."

"I understand." Shen Feiyun restrained himself.

The old man of Hushui finally concluded: "From the point of view of Yan people, Xu Qingyun is too good, too good to be unnecessary. There is no need to distinguish between true and false. I really don't know what she is insisting on."

Shen Feiyun couldn't help but said: "I don't know either."

When the last word "Zhi" fell, the back of the old man Hushui disappeared in front of his eyes.

Shen Feiyun stood on the spot, and after he calmed down, he carefully cleaned the iron pot, cooked a small half pot of porridge, and served Su Lang a bowl after he was full.

After Shen Feiyun lit the lamp, Su Lang stared at him resentfully.

"I have something, I came late." Shen Feiyun coaxed, "You drink more and eat more, so that you can get better faster."

"I..." A strange flush appeared on Su Lang's face.

Seeing this, Shen Feiyun immediately frowned and put down the porcelain bowl.He thought Su Lang was on fire again, so he reached out to touch Su Lang's forehead, and said anxiously, "What's wrong with you?"