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Zhan Zhao flew to the pier where he landed the day before yesterday, and the waves drew a long arc. If it weren't for the brighter and brighter streaks of different colors reflected in the sky, it would have been a calm night.

The pier is not big, and there are three boats parked before and after, two painting boats and one small boat.

Zhan Zhao is fast, others are not slow, a little fire has already flashed out from the forest.

Only one person came, holding three torches in his hands, he ran straight towards the painting boat, and threw the torch in his hand towards the inside of the painting boat, those flashy decorations were the most fond of fire, in the blink of an eye, the fire was licked out The cabin was burning blazingly on the water.

The man ignored Zhan Zhao's existence, and set fire to the boat as soon as he arrived. Zhan Zhao was so angry that he was not allowed to set off a second fire. Who knew that Zhan Zhao's move was false, the sword sank, and the head of the torch in the man's hand was cut off.

The man dropped half of the stake in his hand, handed the remaining torch to his left hand, pulled out a fine steel sword from his waist, and looked at Zhan Zhao.

In the light of the fire, it was clear that the other party was seven feet tall and over twenty years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a heroic expression on his face.

Zhan Zhao has a feeling: the visitor is not someone who is easy to get along with.

"what's your name?"

The man didn't answer, his eyes suddenly opened, and he slashed at Zhan Zhao with a sword that was too fast to cover his ears. The blade of the sword buzzed, and Zhan Zhao straightened the sword and took it hard. Then he turned back lightly, but Zhan Zhao stood straight on the spot, with an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth, a trace of surprise flashed in the man's eyes, and said, "You are very nice, my name is Mo Xian."

Mo Xian relaxed his palms secretly, the tiger's mouth was still in pain, if it hadn't been for the timely backspin to unload the force, the sword might have been blown away.

Zhan Zhao smiled, "You're not bad either."

Mo Xian's eyes narrowed and he shouted, "I'm going to burn the boat this time!"

After saying that, he jumped towards the painting boat, Zhan Zhao swung his sword to block his way, Mo Xian didn't touch him head-on, turned around and retreated.

Zhan Zhao's sword fell to the ground, and seeing Mo Xian retreating to the side, he made a gesture to throw the torch in his hand towards the painting boat. When he was startled, a sword pierced out of the air and slashed at Mo Xian's arm. If he threw the torch, his arm would also be Not guaranteed.

Unexpectedly, Zhan Zhao turned around so fast, Mo Xian was taken aback for a moment, and had to take another step back to avoid the sword's edge, but Zhan Zhao didn't want to spare him, so he made up with another sword, with the tip of the sword slanting upwards, aiming to cut He held the torch in his hand, Mo Xian dodged left and right, kept the torch away from Zhan Zhao's sword, and the sword in his hand was not idle, so as not to confront Zhan Zhao head-on, moving like a snake, he only picked out some flaws to disturb Zhan Zhao sword move.

But the distinction between strength and weakness is often not at all ambiguous, and Mo Xian was forced to take another step back by Zhan Zhao.

After turning over and retreating at the beginning, Mo Xian had retreated three steps in a row, Mo Xian was a little annoyed, the torch in his hand could not be thrown out, the flames licked the skin of Mo Xian's arm while dancing in the air, it was hot and painful .

Zhan Zhao slashed with his sword again, but he still wanted to slash the flame, but Mo Xian hung the sword in his hand and didn't try to stop him, but slammed the torch towards the blade of his sword. Zhan Zhao's move made him old, and the wooden stake fell to the ground. It was scratched off effortlessly like tofu, and fell to the ground with a "bang bang" dragging sparks.

Zhan Zhao finally got his wish, looked up at him triumphantly, caught a sly gleam in his eyes, just when he was doubting, Mo Xian's dangling sword pointed upwards, this sword was normal, Zhan Zhao Without thinking about it, he blocked it, but there was a light above his head, he quickly looked up, and saw that the torch he had just cut off was already flying in mid-air, and fell towards the sampan of the painting boat.

That seemingly clumsy swing of the sword just now sent the fire aboard.

Mo Xian smiled mischievously, and said, "What, I won this time, right?"

Zhan Zhao said angrily, "As despicable as your master."

Mo Xian suddenly turned his face and said angrily, "Shut up!"

Mo Xian couldn't bear to have someone say bad things about Pang Tong, so he struck out again without even thinking about it. This time, he was even more energetic. He found out that Zhan Zhao's sword skills were steady and fierce, and specially picked some fancy sword skills. Complex and complicated, attracting Zhan Zhao's tricks will not make you old.

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Bao Zheng has been lingering on the sick bed for a long time, he is very emaciated, but the sleeping person is as soft as mud, and he is more than twice as heavy as when he was awake. Xiaoman and Xiaoli helped Gongsun Ce to carry him reluctantly, step by step is not stable look.

When he stepped onto the white stone path, the flames on the lake were already dancing on his face, and he was worried that something might happen to Zhan Zhao, so he became more and more difficult to walk.

After finally getting to the link, I saw Zhan Zhao wrestling with someone. The man's swordsmanship was treacherous. Zhan Zhao seemed to be out of control. The little raccoon was startled. Looking left and right, there was only this person on the lake beach. Little raccoon heart He lowered slightly wider and wanted to jump over to help him, but he couldn't lift a trace of true energy in his dantian, and the force of the jump caused pain in his veins.

After looking carefully, I found that although Zhan Zhao was a little passive, he didn't feel flustered at all, and there was still a look of inquiry on his face.

I don't know if the arrival of these people made Zhan Zhao feel agitated. The swordsmanship is no longer stable, but Mo Xian is aggressive with every sword. Zhan Zhao is at a loss to deal with it. Yin Zhan Zhao opened his arms, and there was a big hole in his chest. Mo Xian was overjoyed and leaned forward. Unexpectedly, Zhan Zhao quickly turned around and touched his shoulder, and Mo Xian froze in place like a clay sculpture.

Zhan Zhao casually said to him, "Sword skills are fast, but you have to keep up with your body skills."

In one sentence, Mo Xian blushed and roared, "Zhan Zhao, what are you so proud of!"

Zhan Zhao pretended to sell his flaws, and he succeeded with one blow. What he wanted was a quick victory. He hurried over and took Bao Zheng. Then Gongsun Ce stood up straight, patted his sore back, looked at Mo Xian, then looked at him again. In the distance, he said: "Let's go quickly, other people should come in a while."

A few people walked towards the boat, ignoring Mo Xian's cold gaze, Zhan Zhao carried Bao Zheng into the small cabin, and then pulled Xiaoman and Xiaoli, Gongsun Ce followed behind, only to hear Mo Xian suddenly say : "Young master, let's go."

Gongsun Ce gave him a suspicious look, and also got into the cabin.

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The night is connected to the sky and ground in the thick fog, and the indelible solemnity, the boat heaves and falls with the waves, and the sound of water rushing at the bottom of the boat composes a monotonous but light lullaby. An oil lamp is hung on the bow, lighting up It can't penetrate a few feet away, maybe those orange-red lights can make my heart warmer?

Fortunately, the little raccoon grew up on the small Dongying Island and is no stranger to water. He directed Zhan Zhao to punt the boat so that he would not spin around in the water. Go for the chill.

Xiaoman put a cloak on him and said, "Brother Gongsun, you have to take good care of yourself."

Gongsun Ce smiled: "Don't worry."

Sitting on the hatch, the little raccoon asked, "Brother Gongsun, did Brother Pang really poison you?"

"He... can't get away with it?" Gongsun Ce leaned on the bamboo strip, closing his eyes.

"But if he wants to harm Big Brother Bao, he can use a sword. What kind of poison should he use, and he will use this kind of poison that can't kill people."

Zhan Zhao took over the conversation: "There must be some other purpose, anyway, it won't be a good thing."

"But half a year has passed, why did he choose to poison at this time?"

Gongsun Ce's brow twitched, but he still didn't open his eyes.Zhan Zhao said: "Perhaps...Brother Bao's body couldn't bear the medicinal properties in the past, right?"

"Maybe." The little raccoon nodded, then shook his head again, and said, "But I still think Brother Pang is a good person. Even if he really wants to kill Brother Bao, he will first say loudly: Hey, Bao Zheng, you are ready, I want to kill Brother Bao." kill you!"

Gongsun Ce opened his eyes, sat up straight, and stretched out his hand to feel Bao Zheng's pulse, but felt his arm was cool, and immediately took off the cloak he had just put on, and put it on Bao Zheng's body.

Xiaoman said: "I remember when Pang Tong told me in Daocheng that watching Bao Zheng solve the case was like watching an artist make a work of art, and his words were full of appreciation, but later he rescued Bao Zheng without saying a word. Bao Zheng, I almost thought that Pang Tong's hatred of Bao Zheng was just a false rumor."

Gongsun Zhizhi turned his head and said, "He, is this how he evaluates Bao Zheng?"

"At that time, he also said that if he were you, he would definitely find an unsolved case and bet with Bao Zheng's life. How could he be willing to always be behind others."

"Is he still complaining about me?" Gongsun Ce was stunned for a moment: "I don't value those things anymore."

"I should have thanked him, but when I thought of those medicinal soups full of venom, I fed them drop by drop into Bao Zheng's mouth with my own hands, and my heart hurt like a knife." Xiaoman said, his eyes brightened again. With tears in his eyes, he reached out and grabbed Bao Zheng's hand.

Gongsun Ce patted her on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, his poison is no longer a serious problem, he just needs to rest."

Xiao Man nodded with a smile in his tears.

Gongsun Ce turned his head to look at Junshan, who had long since disappeared. After leaving like this, there was no return date, and some things were left on the island, and perhaps they would never be found again.

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The boat finally docked, it was already the second watch, the streets were empty, except for the lantern of one inn that was still on, Zhan Zhao went to knock on the door, it took a long time for someone to answer with dazed eyes, the boss was not happy.

There are two ordinary guest rooms, which are extremely simple, with a table, three beds, and four stools.

They all gathered in front of Bao Zheng's bed, and Gongsun Ce said that he would give Bao Zheng a back-acupuncture first, then once a day from then on, together with medicine stones, the poison in his body would be cleared within two months.

"Is this true?" Xiaoman said happily.

Gongsun Ce roasted the silver needles on the fire, and said with a smile, "If you can soak in hot soup for half an hour every day, you will recover faster."

Xiaoman smiled and said, "This is easy to handle. I boil a big pot of water every day."

The little raccoon put his arms around her shoulders and said, "Brother Bao will think you want to cook him."

A few bell-like laughter.

Gongsun Ce measured the acupoints and was about to inject the needles. Everyone was silent, and the needles could be heard falling on the ground quietly in the room.

Wait, I really heard the sound of the needle falling.

"Brother Gongsun!?" Several people exclaimed.

Seeing his body swaying, his face pale, his hands trembling slightly, the needle pinched on his fingertips had already fallen off, Zhan Zhao was secretly worried, did he have a cold attack?

Gongsun Ce closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The dizziness just now subsided, he took out one from the silver needle bag, and still roasted it over the fire. He found the right acupuncture point and put it on seven or eight needles, and then replaced it. A thick one, the skin will bleed when touched, and the color is dark.

After taking out the needle and putting it away, and covering him with a thin quilt, Gongsun Ce breathed a sigh of relief, and hurried to the front of the case, only to find that his hand was shaking again when he picked up the pen. Oblique twist.

Zhan Zhao said anxiously: "Brother Gongsun, you...you..."

Zhan Zhao's back was sweating coldly, Bao Zheng hadn't gotten up yet, Gongsun Cebie fell down again, and watched Gongsun Ce's face turn pale again, Mrs. Bao was not around, and the cold symptoms started, what should I do!

Gongsun Ce remained silent, still writing what was in his hand.

"I'll go get the doctor!!" Zhan Zhao said and was about to leave.

"Slow down!" Gongsun Ce deliberately raised his voice, but someone could hear the trill: "You forgot, I am a doctor!"

Zhan Zhao's anxious face twisted into a ball, seeing Gongsun Ce push him two pieces of paper, and said, "You... you grab the medicine back according to the prescription, soak the medicine once, and you'll be fine."

"Okay!" Zhan Zhao answered neatly, and walked even faster, feeling that the door was too far away, so he jumped out of the window directly.

Xiaoman and Xiaoli hurriedly helped Gongsun Ce to lie down on the other side of the bed, only to feel that his whole body was shaking, Xiaoman said anxiously: "Brother Gongsun, brother Gongsun, what's going on here?"

Seeing that his usually clear eyes were now completely scattered, and his pupils were covered with a layer of frost, remembering the coldness of the whole winter.

Although the inn is located by the lake, the climate is cool, but it is summer after all, and there are not many things for heating, so the two of them had to wrap all the quilts and sheets around him. It is easy to squeeze out a sentence from between the teeth: "Hot...water."

Only then did Xiaoman suddenly realize, and said: "Little raccoon, look at him, I'm going to ask for hot water from the stove."

The little raccoon was also stunned, remembering that the last time he had a cold attack, the room was as messy as an oven, but now there are only a few candle stubs in the room.

Candle?The little raccoon quickly took out all the candles, lit them, and placed them beside Gongsun Ce's bed. Although it was a spark, the fire was still warm.

At this time, there was a soft sound outside the window, and the little raccoon was overjoyed, and shouted: "Are you back?"

Looking back, he realized that it was not the Zhan Zhao he was expecting, but a tall man in black, standing by the window, Xiaoli's shock was no small matter, this man was not weak in martial arts, he was definitely not a small thief.

Without even thinking about it, Xiaoli shot a star dart at him. Although the castration was accurate, but Xiaoli's internal strength had not yet recovered, how much strength could she hit with the arm of a little girl?The dart didn't go halfway, and it landed softly.

The person who came was not idle, he came towards the little raccoon, followed by a very faint fragrance, he slapped out his palm, the little raccoon was sluggish, unable to dodge, and slapped on the shoulder, that person didn't seem to want to kill, so he shot It's not heavy, it's just that the little raccoon's small body was shot up into the air, hit the wall, fell down again, and struggled to get up.

"Who are you and what are you going to do!"

The visitor went straight to Gongsun Ce's bed, swept down all the candlesticks with a wave of his hand, Gongsun Ce suddenly felt that the bright fire light dimmed, opened his misty eyes, and immediately widened his eyes, the man in black stretched out his hand Covering his mouth and nose, Gongsun Ce only felt a pungent apricot smell overflowing his nose, and secretly cried out in his heart: drugged!

Even if he held his breath, his eyes gradually lost focus, and the second before his consciousness disappeared, his whole body felt like he was in a hole in ice.Seeing that the man in black had passed out, he threw Gongsun Ce to his shoulder.

"Help! Help!" Xiaoli was so anxious that he couldn't help but yelled, and there were some fragmented human voices outside the door.

The man in black didn't delay, and jumped out from the window on the other side.

Only to hear the little raccoon cry out in distress: "Brother Gongsun!!"

When people outside the door broke in, they could only see the frightening night outside the open window.

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