Yangyue

"Fenghe County in southern Fujian?"

In the early morning of the second day, Henry Zhang looked at Fang Wuzhu's letter from Duan Rufeng spread out on the table. In the letter, Duan Rufeng explained the clues that the guards had detected in southern Fujian during these days.

The letter stated that in the past few years near a county named Fenghe in southern Fujian, villagers have always been infected with strange diseases.Most of the sick people are young and middle-aged men and women in the village. After these men and women get sick, they will gradually become like ignorant children walking around, or running into the mountains by themselves. Many people have disappeared.

It is said that last year, a county citizen found the body of a missing person in the mountains and brought it back for autopsy. However, the body was full of live insects and pupae, which scared the surrounding people crazy.

At the same time, Fenghe County is where the mausoleum of the fief king of a certain dynasty is located. It is so cloudy that tourists dare not stay longer. There are martial arts bandits rampant in the place, and there are not many people left. The tomb of the fief king is located deep in the mountains. It is said that it has already been looted by thieves.

Following these clues, the dry guard faintly sensed that something was wrong.

"South Fujian..." Fang Wuzhu pondered for a moment, "South Fujian and Southwest China are both known as the birthplaces of martial arts masters. Many powerful martial arts sects have been established in these places, and the Qi Gu Sect has indeed been active in martial arts in southern Fujian. It seems that It’s almost the same.”

Thinking of Master being imprisoned in Huo Qiao's hands, Henry Zhang felt anxious, he said: "When all the residents of Yanjiazhuang leave and your body recovers completely, we will set off immediately."

Fang Wuzhu looked at Xiao Yangyue quietly, the enemy of fate was close at hand, and he would never give Huo Qiao any chance of surviving anyway.However, until now, looking at Yang Yue, he still has some scruples in his heart.

Seeing that Fang Wuzhu didn't speak, Henry Zhang wondered: "What's the matter? But is there any doubt?"

Fang Wuzhu shook his head, just stretched out his hand to hug Henry Zhangyue into his arms, and hugged his waist tightly.Xiao Yangyue lost a lot of weight in the days when he first came to Fenzhou, and suffered accidents one after another. He didn't stay for too long when he returned to the capital. Now he finally settled down temporarily, and because he kept overdrawing his body, he never recovered.

"I promise you that I will face it with you." Fang Wuzhu said, "But to be honest, I still don't want you to be in danger from the bottom of my heart."

"Don't say such things again." Henry Zhang said, "Whatever you want to do, just let go and do it. Regardless of life or death, I am already prepared."

Henry Zhang paused, and closed his eyes in his arms: "You and I will live, you still owe me a lot and haven't paid it back."

Fang Wuzhu smiled lightly: "Yes, I have to pay you back in the next life."

He put his hands around Henry Zhangyue's waist, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "After all, I still haven't gained much meat. I have to find a cook to serve you in the future. You are a martial arts practitioner, how can you be so thin?"

Xiao Yangyue rolled his eyes at him slightly, and said lightly: "Cultivating the seven-step Qinglian swordsmanship will make the person who cultivates light and light. No matter how much I eat, it will not change much. This is not up to me."

"How do you know if you don't try?"

Xiao Yangyue pushed him away, saying that he was going to practice swords in the back mountain, Fang Wuzhu smiled and said that he would go first, and he would look for Yan Donglai by himself.

Xiao Yangyue took the sword and went out, looked back at him again, and said: "The last treatment will start five days later."

Fang Wuzhu: "Is your body okay?"

Henry Zhang nodded: "It's not that I'm reluctant, I know it well."

Yan Donglai and Dong Zhitao were dispensing medicine at the pharmacy in the villa. Fang Wuzhu found them and said that the last meridian treatment would start in five days.

After hearing this, Yan Donglai was surprised and said: "Five days? This interval is really too short. Regardless of you, Henry Zhang can bear it?"

Fang Wuzhu informed the two of Duan Rufeng's letter, saying: "Yangyue is fine, there is no need to delay this matter, and the residents of Yanjiazhuang have almost left."

Yan Donglai pondered for a while, and finally nodded: "Okay, then five days later."

"At that time, you will walk with us, and you will probably need your medical treatment when you rescue Yangyue's master." Fang Wuzhu paused, "Of course, if you don't want to take risks, I will never force you, I will write back to Duan Rufeng, let him and Zhuang Ying come to meet you."

"If I don't go, it's just you two? Pull it down." Yan Donglai snorted coldly, "You've been bothering me for so long, and this time, I'll go with you, not to mention that if something happens to you two, It doesn’t matter if you don’t have a doctor, I leave it to you to fight and kill, and I’ll just hide behind and recite scriptures for you two.”

Fang Wuzhu smiled: "That's natural, what can you do with kung fu like a three-legged cat."

Yan Donglai cursed, raised his hand and hit his shoulder twice.

Fang Wuzhu looked at Dong Zhitao at the side: "Zhitao, you can go to Zhuang Shaoxia's side. You have been studying medicine with Yan Donglai for so long, and you are already very talented. Now you are very capable of doing your own thing. Zhuang Shaoxia needs a doctor."

Dong Zhitao was worried when she heard this, she was silent for a moment, and finally said quietly: "Master Fang, let me go with you, I have simple martial arts in me, and I will never hold you back during the journey."

Fang Wuzhu knew in his heart that Dong Zhitao, Huo Qiao and his guardian Gongsun He also had the same hatred for exterminating the family, and hated Huo Qiao no less than herself. She suffered such torture, and it was the belief in killing Huo Qiao that supported her to find I am afraid that I will also want to witness the death of my enemy.

Fang Wuzhu still shook his head and said: "I understand your thoughts, but this action is too sinister."

"No matter how dangerous it is, it's just death." Dong Zhitao said slowly, but there was no trace of fear in the remaining eye, "Master Fang is not afraid of death, and neither am I. If I can't see Huo Qiao die, I will never die." I will also live in a nightmare, if Huo Qiao wins, then I am willing to die with Master Fang."

Fang Wuzhu's heart twitched. This is how martial arts are. Everyone relies on loyalty and blood feud to survive. He sighed softly and said, "Forget it, if you insist, then you can walk with us."

"I have prepared all the medicines for the last time in the past few days." Yan Donglai said, "The last time is probably more difficult than the previous ones. You go back and let Henry Zhang take good care of himself, and there must be no mistakes."

In the past few days, several people started to pack up and prepare to go to Fenghe County in southern Fujian. In the afternoon before the last medical treatment, Yan Donglai took Dong Zhitao to a mountain more than ten miles away from Yanjiazhuang to collect herbs. There are many precious herbs in the nearby mountains. Herbs are hard to find elsewhere, so to be cautious, Yan Donglai plans to bring more on the road.

The two of them took a few bamboo baskets and stayed in the mountains until sunset, and there were still a few herbs that were not collected enough. Yan Donglai saw that it was getting late, so he asked Dong Zhitao to go back to the village first, and stayed alone to continue collecting herbs.He often comes to these mountains to look for herbs, and he is very familiar with the paths and the locations where the herbs grow.

When Haishi was approaching, the herbs were almost harvested, so Yan Donglai carried the bamboo basket on his back and walked towards Yanjiazhuang. The surrounding woods were quiet and the moonlight was not clear. For the sake of safety, the villa would only light weak lights at night. Such a long distance You can't see it at all, it's almost pitch black.

When Yan Donglai was passing by a small stream, he suddenly and vaguely heard the sound of struggling and rustling coming from the side of the stream, mixed with a few weak wailing faintly.Yan Donglai frowned, stretched out his hand to hold the dagger in his sleeve, and stood there quietly for a while, hearing that the voice was indeed like a living person, he put down the bamboo basket and walked quickly towards the stream.

Under the blurred moonlight, a young man was lying on his back beside the stream. The man had a square face, thick eyebrows, and a medium build. He kept howling, his face was pale, and his breath was already very weak.Yan Donglai squatted down to take a look, and saw that the man was covered in ragged clothes, and his exposed face, arms, and neck were covered with large black and blue poisonous spots, and his lips were swollen very huge.

Yan Donglai knew at a glance that this person had been poisoned by a highly poisonous herb called poisonous spider, which is very similar to ordinary wild fruits in appearance, and if he accidentally ingested it, he would become dizzy within half an hour Paralyzed, the skin is covered with poisonous spots, and the lips are swollen. If it is not treated in time, it will kill within four hours.

Judging by the appearance of the man being poisoned, it must have been three hours. Yan Donglai hastily picked up a few handfuls of stream water and splashed it on the man's face to let him recover a little bit of sanity. He patted his face and roared a few times. The man woke up wobbly, trembling all over, Yan Donglai shouted: "Did you eat a kind of purple-red wild fruit the size of a thumb?"

The man nodded weakly, the poison of the poisonous spider is not difficult to cure, the medicinal materials used are available in the villa, saving people is the most important thing, and now I don't care about that much.Yan Donglai lifted him up from the ground, let him lie on his back, the man's head was hanging on his shoulder, breathing intermittently.

But at that moment, Yan Donglai's expression suddenly froze, and his expression changed a little bit.

This change only lasted for a moment, Yan Donglai walked forward with the man on his back as if nothing had happened, the man reluctantly said: "Thank you very much."

"No, human life is at stake." Yan Donglai replied while walking forward with his back on his back, and then asked, "Are you a villager near here?"

"Yes..." the man replied weakly, "I went up the mountain to collect firewood in the afternoon, and I was hungry and wanted to find a wild fruit to eat, but I didn't expect to eat poisonous fruit by mistake..."

Yan Donglai agreed, and quickened his pace. After walking like this for more than a quarter of an hour, the man on his back suddenly felt the wind around him getting louder, as if he had come to an open place.The man quietly opened his eyes, and he couldn't see the way ahead clearly in the night. Just as he was about to take a closer look around, Yan Donglai suddenly threw him off his back and threw him hard. The man was shocked and realized that , Yan Donglai actually brought him to the edge of the cliff!

The man stretched out his hand suddenly, and smashed the broken tree on the edge of the cliff with his internal force, barely catching on his body, and then jumped up lightly.

Yan Donglai stood aside, seeing that he didn't fall to death, smacked his lips, then smiled coldly, and said, "It's 800 years too early for me to lie to your grandpa! Residents in the nearby villages know this kind of wild fruit." It's poisonous, why don't you know it! What's more, the mouth of a person poisoned by a poisonous spider will emit a sour smell of poisonous fruit, and there is no smell of poisonous spiders in your breath!"

The dark clouds above the head slowly drifted away with the wind, revealing a few rays of moonlight, and the man in front of him was Ji Sheng.

Ji Sheng no longer had the weak state of talent, stared at Yan Donglai with a gloomy face, and said coldly: "It seems that you are not as stupid as you look."

Yan Donglai gradually let go of the smile on his face, his muscles tensed up, he clenched the dagger in his sleeve, and shouted: "Who the hell are you?"

Ji Sheng sneered, as if he didn't intend to tell Yan Donglai his name: "You will be dead soon, so you don't need to know my name."

Yan Donglai was taken aback, and in the blink of an eye, a cold gust of wind suddenly struck behind him, followed by a strange chirping sound like a crane, he turned his head suddenly, and saw a slender figure like a ghost Appeared behind him, with five fingers reaching for his heart!