Yu Wu

Gu Mang looked at him, his bare toes uneasily rubbed back and forth under the table twice.

Suddenly said: "Fandou and I will keep warm together."

Mo Xi looked at him indifferently: "So."

"If you have few clothes, you are also cold. If I have few clothes, I am also cold. You are cold and I am cold. When we get together, we will be hot."

"..."

Mo Xi is a broken sleeve, and Gu Mang is his old lover.Even if the walls of reason are built high and can lock in transcendence, it is impossible to lock in certain instincts of the body.He knew very well that he had a very strong reaction to Gu Mang. If the clothes were really thin and thin, it might not be such a simple matter of being hot.

Because of this, Mo Xi felt a sullen feeling of being deliberately seduced. Although this "seduction" can be said to be his own wild imagination, his face still visibly sank.

He stared at Gu Mang for a while, then suddenly let go of the fingers pinching his chin, pulled a piece of rice paper to wipe it with almost disgust, and said coldly, "Don't take yourself seriously."

"Can't you?"

"What do you think you are."

When Gu Mang heard this, he didn't show any sadness, he just looked back at Mo Xi, and wrote all his emotions so straightforwardly on his face.Mo Xi could easily see bewilderment, confusion, and hesitation in his eyes... but there was no emotion that made him feel happy.

If Gu Mang could feel sad because of his sharp words, even if it was only a little bit, Mo Xi felt that he would not be so irritable.

Gu Mang replied: "I thought I was a companion. Your companion."

Mo Xi didn't say a word, and after a while, he raised his finger, hooked the lock ring on Gu Mang's neck with one finger, slowly moved his fingertips down, and fiddled twice on the iron piece that was hanging from the black iron lock ring.

He lowered his head and said, "Do you think I will be a companion with someone who wears this kind of thing?"

"You are a traitor, and I am your mortal enemy." Mo Xi said softly, "It will not change. Gu Mang, we will never go back."

As the end of the year approached, Mo Xi became more and more sure that Gu Mang was really not pretending.He did lose all his memory and mind because of the loss of his two souls.

Mo Xi has been in the dark for a long time because of this.

On this day, Mo Xi came back from the court, and got a news that Jiang Yaoshi had finally returned from wandering outside.Jiang Fuli is the number one master of refining medicine in Chonghua, and he has extensive experience in difficult and miscellaneous diseases. Gu Mang's matter can't be pointed out by others, but Jiang Fuli can still count on it.So Mo Xi held on to the last ray of hope, and brought Gu Mang to Jiang's house to pay a visit.

Jiang Fuli's character is very rebellious and eccentric, Chonghua is greedy, angry and ignorant, greed is Murong Lian, ignorance is Murong Chuyi, as for anger, it is said that he is angry with the state of rebellion, loses his temper when he does not get what he wants, is irrational, and acts on his own will ——Jiang Fuli Jiang Pharmacist is also.

This Jiang Yaoshi relied on his talents, never accumulating virtue, and did things in his own way.

"I heard that after he returned home, he learned about his wife's meeting with Li Qingqian, and he was so angry that he didn't talk to his wife for a whole day, and even asked his wife if she was mentally ill, and if she was sick, she should take medicine earlier. "

"Oh, why is he?"

"I don't know the details, probably because he thinks his wife is too reckless. He seems to have gone to the Yue Mansion to scold Murong Chuyi, saying that Murong Chuyi shouldn't be meddling with his wife."

"Haha, Chi meets Chen, did Murong Chuyi fight him?"

"Murong Chuyi is not at the mansion at all, Jiang Fuli smashed a dozen sets of tea sets in the Yue mansion before angrily went back, saying that if Murong Chuyi dares to hurt his wife again, he will come to the door and tie up Murong Chuyi himself Throw it into a cauldron furnace to make pills. I heard that he scolded and cried Young Master Yue who stopped him."

"Wow, so fierce..."

That's it.

It's not that Mo Xi has never had contact with Jiang Fuli, and his impression of this person is really bad. If there is no one to turn to, he really doesn't want to go to Jiang Fuli to pay a visit.

But when he turned his head and saw Gu Mang basking in the sun with Fandou squinting in the courtyard, he felt that he had to run this trip again.

In the hall of the Jiang Mansion, the left and right twin-twisted falling star lamps were burning with all their heart and soul, and a thousand whale oil lamps turned the night into day.All the decorations in the hall are top-grade with exquisite workmanship, and the cost is a hundred times more refined than that of ordinary monks' residences, and it can even be called extravagant.

Just after the meal, the butler prepared rich refreshments and ordered someone to go to the back house to report to Jiang Fuli, the shopkeeper of the Jiang family.

They thought that Jiang Fuli would appear right away, but unexpectedly waited for a long time, Mo Xi closed his eyes to rest, and Gu Mang kept eating with a plate.The cyan Yue porcelain plate contained peach cake, candied fruit and fresh fruit, and he stuffed them all into his mouth. After eating his own plate, he licked his lips feeling unsatisfied, then reached out to grab Mo Xi's plate, and secretly glanced at After taking a look at Mo Xi, seeing that the other party didn't even move his eyelashes, he confidently and boldly buried his head in eating again.

Unexpectedly, Mo Xi suddenly asked: "Are you hungry?"

Gu Mang was stunned for a moment, and said vaguely, "Do you want it? There's still some left, I thought you wouldn't eat it..."

Mo Xi said flatly, "I won't eat."

"Okay, okay, then I'll take care of it for you." The last two words were actually difficult to distinguish, because Gu Mang stuffed another large piece of walnut cake into his mouth, and even though his bulging cheeks rolled very hard, he could only It can make strange whining noises.

Although Mo Xi didn't say anything, his sword eyebrows frowned slightly. He didn't want to look at Gu Mang's shabby eating appearance any more, so he turned his head and asked the housekeeper, "Why is it so long? Is your Patriarch busy and can't get out temporarily?"

The butler replied: "The shopkeeper is treating Changfeng Jun's daughter. She should be recovering soon."

Mo Xi frowned and said, "I've been hearing about Mr. Changfeng recently, what illness does his daughter have?"

"Crazy heart disease." The housekeeper said, "The lady of Changfeng Jun's family has too violent a spiritual core, and she is too young to control herself. She has already injured many young masters and ladies in the cultivation school, alas..." As he spoke, he couldn't bear it, "She is only seven years old, she is very quiet, well-behaved and polite when she is not ill, but no one wants to get along with her, it's so pitiful."

"Is it okay?"

"It won't be cured in a while." The housekeeper said, "The Cultivation School means that if she hurts people again, her spirit core will be destroyed and she will be kicked out of the school."

After hearing this, Mo Xi was silent for a moment, and asked, "Doesn't that mean you will never be able to practice from now on?"

"Not only can't she practice, but her spirit core is very dangerous to destroy. If she doesn't do it well, she will damage her mind and become stupid."

"..."

"Mr. Changfeng and his wife got a daughter when they were old, but they didn't want to be in such a situation. Their tears were all shed. Alas, in fact, Changfeng Qianjin has been working hard to restrain herself, and wants to slowly control the power of her spiritual core... She It's constantly getting better, but..." The butler sighed, "Mr. Xihe knows that the academy is mostly the heirs of nobles, and no one wants to take the risk of going in and out with a child with madness. Mr. Changfeng begged for a long time, entrusted a lot of relationships, and reluctantly allowed her to stay until today—but the other nobles had great opinions. If there is another wounding incident, no matter whose child is beaten, she is afraid I can't keep it any longer."

Mo Xi immediately thought of the fact that Mr. Changfeng gave him a gift before, and it turned out that it was because of this reason.

He was about to speak, but he heard a man's majestic voice from the inner hall: "Old Zhou, what a long-winded person, who asked you to disclose the patient's affairs indiscriminately?"

The butler immediately shut up.

Mo Xi turned his head to the side, and saw a man in his early thirties stepping out from behind the gold silk screen. This man was wearing an elegant and luxurious light blue embroidered robe, with overlapping skirts and a waist seal that was buttoned up neatly.He flicked his wide sleeves with a bang, turned around and sat down unceremoniously on the honored seat, then raised a pair of pale almond eyes, with a cold face and haughty brows.

Mo Xi said, "Pharmacist Jiang."

Jiang Fuli rested his fingers on the armchair, glanced at the visitor, touched and closed his thin lips, and said without a single word of greeting, "You are in good health. No need for treatment."

Mo Xi asked, "What about him?"

Jiang Fuli glanced at Gu Mang again: "He has all five poisons, there is no cure for him."

Even though Mo Xi had given up hope about Gu Mangcun's memory earlier, he still couldn't help but feel a sinking heart when he heard Jiang Fuli's denial.

Mo Xi closed his eyes, and asked unwillingly, "Is there any chance of recovery?"

"Yes." Jiang Fuli raised his eyebrows slightly, and sneered twice, "Shangqiongbi fell to hell, found his two souls, and everything was solved. The question is, does Mr. Xihe know where to find it? "

If anyone talked to Mo Xi like this on weekdays, Mo Xi would turn his back on him.But Jiang Fuli's strength lies in that - people in Quan Chonghua don't look at him, and call him a profiteer, a black heart, and a dead money.But no one in Quan Chonghua would really do anything to him, not even Jun Shang could do anything to him.

Because he is a rare miracle doctor in the world.

Mo Xi glanced at Gu Mang who was staring at the snack plate in a daze, then turned to Jiang Fuli and asked, "...Is there any other way for Yaoshi Jiang to at least remind him a little bit?"

"If you only want him to remember a little bit, there is no need to do anything." Jiang Fuli said bluntly, "The soul in charge of his memory is taken away, but it does not mean that all the past and the past are forgotten. As time goes by, he will naturally Recover some."

Mo Xi's heartbeat suddenly missed: "How much can you recover?"

"Look at his good fortune." Jiang Fuli said, "But if the missing souls are not reset, he still can't remember most things."

Seeing Mo Xi's eyes darken for a moment, Jiang Fuli sneered and said, "Actually, for things like memories, you have to either restore them all or simply forget them all. Only scattered fragments are left. That's the most painful thing. If I am him, I would rather continue to be confused like this - to avoid a lot of pain."

The candlelight crackled, Jiang Fuli changed into a more comfortable posture, leaned on the cushion, and lazily said: "Besides... people's consciousness is erratic, who knows what part of the past he suddenly remembered?" ?”

Jiang Fuli's words made Mo Xi's heart skip a beat.

That's right, if you only recover some incomplete memories by chance, who knows what it will be?

In the first half of Gu Mang's life, there were too many secrets, and he also experienced too many twists and turns.To put it bluntly, there is Mo Xi's affair with him, and Murong Lian's humiliation to him.To put it more seriously, there are some military secrets of the Eighth Army, and there are oppressions given to him by the emperor.

If Gu Mang suddenly remembered these fragments, how would Gu Mang deal with himself?

Mo Xi only thought about it for a moment, but he already felt a chill go through his bones.

Jiang Fuli obviously saw through his thoughts, and smiled maliciously: "Isn't it scary?"

"..."

"If he remembers how the Lord treated him back then, without the cause and effect, he will probably become even more insane and uncontrollable. At that time, Mr. Xihe, if you want to clean up the mess, it will be extremely troublesome."

Mo Xi glanced at Jiang Fuli, looked at Jiang Fuli's calm face in the light, and said, "You have the medicine."

He didn't use interrogative sentences.

Jiang Fuli sneered and said, "It's so clever. Jiang has no way to restore his memory, but there are many prescriptions to make him not think of those dark memories."

This handsome man looked like a profiteer, turning the jade wrench in his hand, like a hunter waiting for a beast to throw him into a cage: "Do you want it?"

Mo Xi is naturally the one who is not short of money, with his long legs wrapped in black leather boots crossed, one elbow resting on the back of the chair, without looking up, he said, "Make an offer."

"Okay." The money made Jiang Fuli look a little happier, and he said, "You are happier than the king."

"Your Majesty also knows that he may be able to recover his memory?"

"Why should I hide it from him." Jiang Fuli said, "But he hopes that Gu Mang will ignore the three sevens and twenty ones, and remember that one thing is one thing."

Mo Xi was silent for a while and said: "...you can prescribe the medicine."

Jiang Fuli said: "Let me be clear first, this prescription is for calming the mind and calming the mind. Although it can play a role in curbing dark emotions, it cannot absolutely influence Gu Mang's choice of memory. If he remembers one day When you open your eyes and find that he is gesturing at your neck with a knife, Jiang will not refund you." After he finished speaking, he tapped the wooden table with white jade-like fingers, lifted his The chin arrogantly volleyed towards the plaque of the Medicine Master's Mansion - "Everything is done according to the rules of Jiang's Mansion."

Mo Xi didn't even bother to look at Jiang Fuli's broken plaque. The first time he saw this plaque when he was young, it left a deep shadow in his heart. Since then, his image of Yao Xiu helping the world and saving people has greatly changed.

No matter how bad other medicine halls are, they have to hang an opening admonition such as "hanging pot to help the world" and "children are not deceived" on their facades.

Jiang Yaoshi's restaurant hangs the motto in eight big characters:

"Whoever makes trouble with Jiang will be killed by Jiang."

Jiang Fuli asked quite uninhibitedly: "Do you understand?"

Mo Xi answered without changing his expression, "Prescribe the medicine."

Jiang Fuli said: "Okay, one course of treatment, [-] gold shells."

"Pfft——" Even Steward Zhou of Jiang's Mansion couldn't stand the price, but immediately turned into a cough, "Cough cough, I, Fenghan, Fenghan."

Jiang Fuli glanced at him, and Bai Ya smiled grimly: "Okay, I'll take your medicine later."

Butler Zhou: "..."

Mo Xi took the shell coin gold ticket from Qiankun's pouch, but Gu Mang poked his head over at this moment. He had stayed in Luomei Bieyuan for so long, and the word "shell coin" was the word he understood most clearly.

Now his companion wants to spend money, shell coins, not only shell coins, but also gold shell coins, not only gold shell coins, but [-] gold when he makes a move...

How long does he have to take customers to earn that much money?

Seeing that Mo Xi was about to give money to that vicious almond-eyed male, Gu Mang quit.He shot out suddenly, grabbed Mo Xi's wrist, and shook his head seriously.

"Don't give it."

Mo Xi glanced at him and said, "My money."

"..."

"let go."

Gu Mang thought about it, but couldn't think of any reason to stop him, so he sighed and let go of his hands silently.Then he asked, "There's no money. Are we going to starve?"

Mo Xi ignored him, and just put seven shellfish bills with a face value of ten thousand gold on the table, pushed them with his long fingers, and pushed them to Jiang Fuli.

Jiang Fuli probably saw that his wife had never had such kind eyes. He took the coin ticket, ordered the housekeeper to take a pen and paper, then pulled a thin red sandalwood box from the table, and took out a clear-eyed crystal mirror inside. Standing in front of the left eye, Leng Bai began to write with a wolf hair.

It was probably because after leaving Luomei Bieyuan, the days were no longer so gloomy, and the bloodiness in Gu Mang's body began to gradually recover, and he was no longer in such a dull state.

Curiosity also somewhat returned to this old scarred body.

So seeing Jiang Fuli wearing crystal eyepieces, he asked, "What is this?"

Jiang Fuli's tone was very light, "The eyepiece."

"Why are you wearing it?"

"I'm night blind."

"What is night blindness?"

"It's just that I can't see clearly at night."

"Then why do you only wear one?"

"I'm only blind in the left eye."

Gu Mang snorted, but after thinking about it, he felt something was wrong, and said, "Night-blind people can't see it unless they are in a dark place, but your room is shining so brightly."

"Spell damage is very bad. Jiang's left eye becomes blind at night, and no matter how many lights are turned on, it can only make it easier for the right eye to see."

"..."

Jiang Fuli stared coldly from behind the crystal mirror: "Is there any problem with Gu Shuai? Jiang doesn't like to be disturbed when writing prescriptions."

Gu Mang said sincerely, "It's gone."

There were more than [-] kinds of herbs written on the prescription. Jiang Fuli ordered someone to fetch gold beads, and his white fingers tapped the beads quickly. While checking the prices, he checked whether there was any danger of conflict between these herbs.

"Just this prescription, you keep it safe." Jiang Fuli said, "Come pick up the medicine from me tomorrow."

Mo Xi took the prescription, and there was really nothing more to talk about with Jiang Fuli, and it was almost time for them to leave.

But at this time, Jiang Fuli called him back again: "Stay."

"Does the pharmacist have any advice?"

"One more thing." Jiang Fuli glanced at the servants on the left and right, and said, "You guys go down first."

"Yes."

The crowd retreated, and only the three of them were left in the hall. Jiang Fuli slowly drank the tea in the cup, then raised his eyes and said, "Mr. Xihe, Jiang asked a question that is not important. That day Li Qingqian's sword spirit Come to find your wife, are you there too?"

Mo Xi nodded.

Jiang Fuli's expression was not so natural for a moment, he asked: "Did you hear what my wife said to him?"

"Madam Jiang's voice is very soft, I have never heard of it."

Jiang Fuli seemed quite dissatisfied with this answer, his water-colored lips moved slightly twice, as if he was cursing secretly.After cursing, he asked again: "Are there any remaining parts of the Red Shao sword?"

"Leave a hilt."

Jiang Fuli's eyes sharpened sharply: "In whose hands?"

"Murong Chuyi. Why are you asking this?"

Jiang Fuli didn't answer, but when he heard Murong Chuyi's name, he scolded his mother directly. He thought for a while with a sullen face, and said, "Forget it, there's nothing to check."

After he finished speaking, he got up and straightened his clothes, then nodded Gu Mang with the tip of his chin and said, "By the way, Mr. Xihe, Mr. Jiang has something to tell you. If you want this person not to think about those messy past , in addition to taking the medicine on time, there is one more important thing."

"Ask the pharmacist."

Jiang Fuli raised a finger, waved it twice, and said: "Don't let him see old things related to it. People's thoughts are the most difficult to figure out. Maybe the memory that can't be retrieved by all means, only needs a while." smell, it can be revived again.——You must remember my words."