knife cut mountains and rivers

The news of Lord Xiahou's assassination spread quickly in Nancheng. The original version was that the assassin sneaked into the banquet and was suddenly assassinated when the newcomers worshiped the sky and worshiped the elders. He stabbed his lungs with a sword and died on the spot.

But gradually the rumors gradually changed, and the swordsmen who were most sensitive to blood and conspiracy were the first to talk about the confusing details that day.

Most of the taverns at the entrance of Liuyin Lane are submerged in the ground, and even in the daytime they have to light the lamps, and the tables, chairs and benches in the shop have been smoky all year round.Anyone with a certain status would not come to this place to drink. There are desperadoes from all over the world gathered here, as well as the most inferior swordsman.

Fu Cheng sat in a corner, listening to the conversation at the next table about Xiahou's assassination.

"What a disaster. Old Lord Xia died on his son's wedding night."

"Hey! Do you really believe that kid Chen Ming has the intention to assassinate Lord Hou? Now the trouble is that Jin Yiwei is about to come."

"Hey, I know about this matter, and I will tell you quietly," a young man suddenly came over, squeezed into the table of the swordsmen, and said mysteriously: "Half of Xiahou's heart has been dug out. You say that evil is not evil, and if you kill someone, you will kill, why dig your heart?"

Goose bumps appeared on the listener's body, but he still said: "Damn it! Can you kill a Marquis in full view and steal half of his heart? Are you a guard of the Xiahou Mansion for soft food?"

The young man vowed: "That's not sure, the Jianghu is so big, there are all kinds of people."

I don’t know where the young man heard it, and his attitude of learning and selling is like a storyteller.” I heard people in Xiahou’s Mansion say that it was crazy inside. At that time, an evil wind came out from somewhere, and all the candles in the wedding hall were extinguished. When the candles were lit again, Master Xiahou died, still holding the tea brought by the bride, and smiling on his face , looks like a living person. It’s just that there is a hole in the chest, and the hot blood is flowing down, take a closer look, no,” the boy made a chopping movement with a knife, and then slapped the table and lowered it. The voice said: "Half of my heart is missing!"

One person said: "Did you die while offering tea? Could it be the bride?"

Another person said: "I don't think so, the bride was frightened crazy, and now she is stupid."

"Is it the young master himself..."

"Who will kill his own father?"

"It's the same old thing. I heard that Master Xiahou is going to pass on the family property to the boss. The youngest is impatient."

Tsk tsk tsk, a few swordsmen sighed, the grievances and grievances of wealthy families have always been a topic of conversation that we can never get tired of hearing.

"It's a pity," the young man shook his head while pretending to be old-fashioned, "The young son of Xiahou's family, his father died on the wedding night, and his wife also went crazy."

"Nonsense," one person became more and more suspicious, and suddenly questioned: "Wait, didn't you just say that you died during worship? Why are you serving tea now?"

"That's right," another person echoed, "Don't listen to the wind and rain, just spread it!"

The young man was reprimanded, he was very unconvinced, and said: "Anyway, no matter how he died, it must not be as simple as the government said."

One person came out to smooth things over: "What do you think the murderer is trying to do?"

"Seeking revenge..."

The discussion in the tavern stopped because of Fu Cheng's getting up. Fu Cheng had no friendship with this group of swordsmen.

Things are getting more and more complicated, Fucheng should go to Xiahou Mansion again, but going to Hou Mansion now is tantamount to throwing oneself into a trap.It will take at least half a month for Jin Yiwei to rush from Kyoto to Suzhou even if he is on a fast horse, which buys Fucheng a lot of time to think.

Both Fucheng and Yan Shaokang are quacks. In Liuyin Lane, no one is responsible for the other. In the eyes of others, a failure in a mission is a failure. Can blame God for not opening his eyes.

But Fucheng couldn't get over this hurdle, so he promised Fang Hai that he would find Yan Shaokang.On the one hand, Fucheng couldn't just watch Yan Shaokang die, but on the other hand, he thought carefully about Yan Shaokang's weirdness before going to Xiahou Mansion.Yan Shaokang, who doesn't stick to the world, insisted on going to Xiahou Mansion this time, and helped Fucheng persuade Song Xiaochuan.

What is the relationship between Yan Shaokang and this murder case in Xiahou Mansion?What kind of role did Fucheng play in it?

Fucheng is more trying to figure out why?Why did Yan Shaokang have to go to Xiahou Mansion?The only clue was Zhou Xuanyi who was lying in the ruined temple. He had been in a coma, and the genuine energy in his body that couldn't find an outlet really seemed to smash his lungs into pieces.Fucheng didn't know medical skills, but he couldn't just watch Zhou Xuanyi die in the ruined temple.But right now he didn't dare to invite a doctor to destroy the temple, so he went to Song Xiaochuan's house to arrest him.

As soon as Fucheng left, the boy in the tavern also disappeared.

A swordsman wondered: "Do you know that young man just now? Where did he know so many inside stories?"

"I don't know, I thought he was a tavern guy."

The owner of the tavern also came over, "That's not our guy."

Several people thought about it, but no one knew where this young man came from, and they didn't know where he was going, they just felt that there was something strange about this young man.

Song Xiaochuan has learned simple medical skills from Yan Shaokang, but he has not reached the point of entering the classroom, but he can usually diagnose minor ailments.The troublesome part is that Zhou Xuanyi's illness is obviously not a minor problem, Song Xiaochuan was forced to sweat profusely from the tip of his nose.

"Brother... I really haven't learned it before." Song Xiaochuan looked at Fucheng wanting to cry without tears. Looking at Zhou Xuanyi's appearance, he knew that he was either rich or expensive. Now his breath is disordered and his body is unreasonably hot.Where did Song Xiaochuan dare to move? If he was accidentally killed by himself, where would he go to reason?

Fucheng didn't have much hope for Song Xiaochuan, and said, "Let me see, tell me what kind of disease it is first?"

Song Xiaochuan did not give up and said, "Can't you find a doctor?"

"This man," Fu Cheng pointed at Zhou Xuanyi, and said, "I brought him out from Xiahou Mansion, which doctor do you dare to show him?"

Song Xiaochuan felt reasonable when he heard this, but he usually showed others a fever and cough, but he had never seen such a serious illness, and he trembled nervously.Song Xiaochuan checked Zhou Xuanyi's pulse seven or eight times, rolled his eyelids several times, and saw that half an hour had passed, but he couldn't utter a word.

In the end, Song Xiaochuan couldn't bear it any longer, closed the book and said, "I don't think there's anything wrong with him." After speaking, he saw Fucheng crossing his legs, looking like he was fighting him, and said in a soft tone, "He just bumped into him." It's on my mind."

Fucheng let out a oh, and Song Xiaochuan heard that there was something in his words, the oh was very meaningful, and he explained loudly: "Really! I don't know what happened to his internal injuries, but he didn't wake up for so long because he hit his head. "

Fu Cheng said: "Okay, then tell me what to do."

Song Xiaochuan swallowed his saliva, and said uncertainly: "Prescribe some medicine for invigorating blood and nourishing blood, and wait slowly?"

When Fucheng heard about Song Xiaochuan's method, he felt that it was a fucking solution, so he put him in this ruined temple in Fucheng and waited, what if he died after suffering?

Fucheng sent Song Xiaochuan away, and still invited a doctor to show Zhou Xuanyi another look. The poor doctor who was caught from somewhere was covered with a black cloth, and he was only asked to check the pulse through the cloth. Dare to show the doctor.After listening to Fucheng's words, the old doctor touched the blood clot on the back of Zhou Xuanyi's head, and finally came up with the same method as Song Xiaochuan.

Before Fucheng, there was Yan Shaokang, and he himself had never been seriously ill, and he never felt that the doctor was so great. After all, when Yan Shaokang treated a disease, he simply took a look at it, wrote the prescription like a fly, and it didn't look difficult. look.Now Fucheng regrets that he didn't make more contacts in the medical clinic back then, and now he can't bring people out, so he really just waited.

Fucheng broke the pot and thought, forget it, if the Blood Shadow Thirteen Niang saw Fucheng ruining Zhou Xuanyi like this, she probably couldn't stand it and was forced to come out.

Fucheng took Song Xiaochuan's prescription and came back with the great tonic medicine. From then on, the ruined temple was filled with the smell of herbs.Fucheng has never felt the fragrance of the medicine, the medicine is black, bitter and smoky, just smelling the smell is unbearable, he can't get used to being with Yan Shaokang all the year round.

Going to decoct and feed medicine every day is like going to the execution ground, but Jinling enjoys it. She decocts medicine very diligently every day, and from time to time, she goes to the Fucheng room to commit nympho.

Jin Ling moved a small bench and rested her chin on her hands, the more she looked at Zhou Xuanyi's face, the more beautiful she felt.Although he only closed his eyes tightly every day, frowned from time to time, and looked like he was in debt when he was sleeping, Jin Ling never got tired of looking at it.

Fucheng even thought that the girl was going to be possessed by a demon, so he teased and said, "When he wakes up, shall I trick him into being your Mrs. Yazhai?"

Jin Ling shook her head and said, "I don't want it."

Fu Cheng asked: "Then why are you staring at him all the time?"

Jin Ling raised a smiling face and looked at Fu Chengdao seriously: "I'm thinking, it would be great if this is your wife."

Fucheng was immediately taken aback by Jin Ling's shocking thought before he said, "What's on your mind? He woke up and left."

Jin Ling looked very disappointed, and said: "That's right, he doesn't look like our people either."

Jin Ling pondered for a while and then said: "I don't think you can afford to support him." Zhou Xuanyi's appearance of wealth was almost engraved on his face, no matter how miserable he was, one could vaguely guess that he must have come from a wealthy family.How could such a person wrong him and live in a ruined temple with Fu Cheng.

Fu Cheng thought for a while, and felt that Jin Ling's argument was very reasonable, so he also moved a bench, and sat side by side with Jin Ling, looking at Zhou Xuanyi as if watching a play.

There is no clue about Zhou Xuanyi's specific identity in Fucheng, and the only person who can guess is someone from the imperial court.Fucheng looked at Zhou Xuanyi with his eyes, but he was thinking about something in his mind. All the turmoil in the Xiahou Mansion was caused by Zhou Xuanyi. He had a premonition that if he got too close to this person, he would cause trouble that Fucheng could not bear. *bother.

Just as she was thinking about it, her eyes suddenly flickered for a moment, and she took a closer look, and Jin Ling held a handful of melon seeds and asked, "Do you want it?"

The corners of Fucheng's mouth twitched, this girl hid food wherever she went, so when the two of them had nothing to do, they would come to Zhou Xuanyi's bed and chat while eating melon seeds.

Jin Ling asked: "Who is he?"

Fu Chengdao: "I don't know."

Jin Ling said again: "I think he looks like a son of the prince, and he is also a prince."

Fu Cheng glanced at her sideways, and said, "Have you met the prince or the prince?"

Bailu City is not the capital, even if it is the capital, these princes and brothers are rare characters.The rules in Kyoto are strict. Even if these princes and nobles are in front of them, ordinary people can't look directly at them. People who have seen them can hardly tell why. Every time they ask, they just say that they look like gods, but they don't ask what they look like. I don't know, anyway, they are all good-looking, and these good looks come from power rather than real looks.

Jin Ling thought for a while, and said: "Really not! How can there be such big men in Bailu City?" Jin Ling was silent for a while and said, "Isn't it useless if I haven't seen it?"

Fucheng said disapprovingly, "It's all made of human flesh, what's so good about it?"

But Jin Ling said with great interest: "Then I must find a chance and go to Kyoto to see it before I die."

Fucheng felt helpless, this little girl co-authored the royal dignitaries as if they were monkeys.

Fucheng suddenly thought of the jade plaque on Zhou Xuanyi's body, and asked Jinling, "Have you learned Xiaozhuan yet?"

Jinling was a little embarrassed, she was most afraid of Fucheng asking about the college, she was a little bit unassuming: "I have learned a little..."

Jin Ling was quite conservative in what she said, she just said that she had learned a little bit, and she was unwilling to say anything more.Fucheng thought that Jin Ling was probably half a bucket of water, but Jin Ling was the only person he could trust, and said, "I'll let you identify something."

Fucheng drew Zhou Xuanyiyu's license plate cat painting tiger on a piece of paper, and used it as his life-saving talisman, carefully hiding it in his boot.

Jin Ling felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and he didn't even complain about how disgusting Fu Cheng was hiding in his shoes.Jin Ling seemed to be facing the husband who was testing her and took the paper that Fucheng handed over.She frowned delicately, looked at it for a while, and finally said: "Your word is too ugly!"

Fu Cheng didn't take it seriously, and said, "It's not bad that I can write it down for you."

Jin Ling stared right through the piece of paper, waved his hand at last and said, "I don't understand!"

Fucheng felt that Jinling really had a temper, and thought that Zhou Xuanyi was right in front of him, so why did he have to show the little girl a rubbing copy, so he went up and pulled Zhou Xuanyi's clothes off Zhou Xuanyi's clothes very skillfully.

Jin Ling covered her face and yelled, "Don't look at evil."

Fu Cheng didn't turn his head around, and said, "You sew up your fingers first."

Jin Ling looked at Zhou Xuanyi's chest shyly through the gap between her five fingers, and said, "You are very skilled at taking off your clothes."

It took Fucheng a lot of effort to remove the jade plaque from Zhou Xuanyi's neck.Both of them were gone, looking at Zhou Xuanyi's thoughts again, and began to study the mystery on the jade tablet with great effort under the sunlight.

Jin Ling half-held the jade tablet, squinting her eyes like an old pedant, and said: "I think the first word is ji, but the second word is a bit difficult. Let me look again, and I recognize the third word. This is an eternal eternal word." Well."

While Jinling recognized it, Fucheng wrote down the few characters that Jinling recognized, as before, they were also handwritten by ghostly symbols, but as long as Fucheng can recognize them himself.

"The fourth one..." Jin Ling bit her finger, regretting that she didn't listen carefully in school, "Let's put the fourth one first, the second sentence is easy to recognize, the first one is Shou, and the second one is Fate, the second sentence is to be ordered by the sky!"

Jin Ling breathed a sigh of relief, and then went back to look at the second and fourth words in the first sentence. She racked her brains for a long time without any clue.Jin Ling thought about it for a while and was about to give up, cursing and saying: "What is forever and what is ordered by the sky, what kind of mess is this?"

After Jin Ling finished speaking, he found that there was no response from Fucheng. Fucheng sat blankly at the table, staring at the words he wrote.Jin Ling stretched out her hand and shook it in front of Fu Cheng's eyes, and said, "What are you doing? Are you so scared?"

Fucheng smiled wryly and said: "You read it backwards, the first word should be shou."

Jin Ling took a closer look and really felt that she had read it backwards. She stamped it on the rice paper with a red seal, and the order of the two sentences happened to be reversed. ? Why are you so scared?"

Fu Chengdao: "This sentence should be ordered by the sky, so that the life will last forever."

Jinling tasted it but didn't find out why, but was whetted by Fucheng's reckless appearance, and asked, "What's wrong with this sentence?"

Fu Chengdao: "This is your mother's Dragon Talisman!"

While Jin Ling was pondering the mystery behind this, Fu Cheng quickly walked up to Zhou Xuanyi, and touched Zhou Xuanyi's wrist with one hand.

Jin Ling asked, "What are you doing?"

Fu Cheng said: "I feel the dragon's veins, this kid might really be a prince." Fu Cheng didn't say the second half of the sentence, maybe he is still a prince!