Mr. Tong's medical skills really lived up to his reputation, and only an hour after taking the medicine, the two of them had returned to normal. You don't have to run to the toilet anymore.

As soon as he recovered, Senior Brother Sanji fell into deep thought, thinking about it while dripping with a hara.

Needless to say, I must have been thinking about the gold on the doors and on the walls again. Seeing this, Shan Heng smiled and said, "Uncle Shi, why don't I get you a basin and put it below, look at your state, Halazi will fall to the ground in a while."

Sanji said: "No big or small, I'm not a greedy person, Lao Tzu has said, the house is full of gold and jade, and Mo Zhi can keep it. I just think it's a shame that so much gold is not used to make a courtyard wall."

"Why don't we go again tomorrow and find a way to pry a gold brick back?" Shan Heng said.

"Well, don't think about it, the old man should have a few moments. We can't get anything good when we go, don't take advantage of it, and take your little life. Sanji thought about it and said, "Hey, where is Shan Hao?"

Shan Hao disappeared while talking. I looked around, but I still couldn't find him. Calls also went unanswered.

Zeng Dongcheng happened to come in at this time, and said: "Who provoked our Shanhao little Taoist friend, just now I saw him get into a car angrily, I asked him where he was going, and he didn't say, just hum."

Shan Hao has always had a docile personality, and nothing has ever happened without telling him. It seems that there must be something inconvenient to say explicitly, and it should be fine after a while. So let Shan Heng send him a text message, telling him to come back early after the matter was dealt with.

Not long after, Shan Heng came to say that he wanted to take a half-day off tomorrow, and he went around with Sanji Shibo, Enshi came a few times, the mountains and rivers are beautiful everywhere, the scenery is pleasant, but he rarely goes around.

I thought it was true, so I agreed.

In the past few days, there has been an endless stream of people who have come to ask questions, almost from morning to night, without stopping. The Wuling Mountains are the birthplace of Taoist culture, and the influence of Taoist culture is very great, especially the number of believers.

Various details are not tabled.

At the end of the evening, Yamahiro still did not return. The call is still unanswered. Seeing that something didn't seem right, Shan Heng hurriedly ran to explain the situation.

Before he finished speaking, Shan Hao came in, with a tired look on his face.

It turned out that he had quietly found Mr. Tong's home. I want to see what this Mr. Tong is coming from. According to the address that Zeng Dongcheng said, I looked for it all the way.

Mr. Tong lives in an extremely ordinary house in the suburbs. When Yamahiro went, he saw many patients waiting at the door. So I went and talked, hoping to get some useful information from these people.

Just asking and asking, these patients just came here and didn't know much about Mr. Tong's affairs. The only thing that can be confirmed is that Mr. Tong has indeed been here for many generations and has a great reputation. It can only be a return in vain.

I said, "It's not good that someone else heals you, but you doubt someone else."

Shan Hao said: "It's always good to confirm. After all, my brother, we are going to eliminate his brother, but he doesn't care at all, I think it's a bit abnormal."

Yamahiro said this, and it was really true in retrospect. After all, the blood of a mother's compatriots is thicker than water, why did the two of them go, why they were poisoned, and what happened, he actually ignored it and didn't care.

Could it be that in his eyes, it is impossible for us to cause any harm to Tong Jianye, so we are not worried?

And when the time came, the crowd was gone. And when they were all ready to rest, the woman came again.

Shan Hao told her what had happened during the day, and when the woman heard this, she suddenly looked depressed, shook her head, and said, "I thought you could subdue him, but I didn't want to return in vain. I think I'm in danger of being doomed this time." It is very sad to say that he fell to the ground and wept.

This cry doesn't matter, Shan Hao suddenly felt a little unbearable on his face. When he went to Haikou during the day, he boasted that he was going to solve the problem, but he didn't want to miss a big thing because of a moment of greed, and he almost gave his life.

Senior Brother Sanji was on the side, also silent. Shicai was still thinking about the idea of playing gold, but at this time, he suddenly felt a sense of pride, stepped forward to help the woman, and said: "You don't have to be sad, I think of my Daomen disciple, it is incumbent on me to kill demons and demons, and I can't escape the blame for today's loss." In any case, I will definitely do my best to give you justice!"

Early the next morning, the four of us set out on our way to the reservoir. Before leaving, he made a special phone call to Zang Butian and briefly explained the situation to him, and Zang Butian said that he would send his subordinates to inquire about it, and contact me in time as soon as there were clues.

The car was familiar with the road, and soon we were not far from the white house.

It was a huge old mansion, at the foot of the pale rocks. Behind the house was a bamboo forest, and knobby bamboo roots like whips hung down from between the walls.

Looking from afar, I saw the beautiful trees and green onions, the strange flowers were scorching, and a clear stream flowed from the depths of the flowers and trees under the stone gaps. A few steps further, gradually to the north, flat and wide, both sides of the flying building plugged in, carved embroidered sills, all hidden in the col between the branches. Looking down at it, then the clear stream is pouring snow, the stone pierces the clouds, the white stone is the column, the edge of the pond is embraced, the stone bridge is three ports, and the beast face is spitting.

If it weren't for the experience of Sanji and the others yesterday, they would definitely feel relaxed and happy when they arrived here.

We were not halfway through the way when we saw the gate of the courtyard suddenly open and an old man came out with his head held high. When I got closer, I looked exactly the same as Mr. Tong!

For a while, he didn't dare to tell whether it was Mr. Tong himself or his younger brother.

The man arched his hand and said, "The two of you can live today today, you must have seen my brother?"

I arched my hand and said, "Exactly." Presumably you are Tong Jianye, I don't know what happened to the two of them that angered their predecessors, and they actually killed them, and they came here today to ask for an explanation. ”

Tong Jianye Zhengse said: "The name of the wall of this courtyard is Desireless, and the name of the gate is Jinbu. If you weren't greedy, you wouldn't have had this fate. Now that you're here, let's go into the house and talk about it. ”

Entering the courtyard gate, facing the door and standing a wall of the wall, on which are written "the path to nine days" four big characters, vigorous and powerful official book, quite Zhang Qian's legacy style.

The style of the courtyard is completely different from the pure white color outside the door, which is completely antique Tang Dynasty architectural style.

The eaves are arched, independent and echo each other. In the center of the courtyard, there are seven water tanks in a very simple way. At first glance, it is chaotic, but when you look closely, it is arranged according to the direction of the Big Dipper.

The four sides are surrounded by five-colored earth to form a circle, and the seven stars are surrounded by it. In the unpretentious arrangement, there are mysteries everywhere. The four of them secretly wondered in their hearts, and they couldn't help but have a little admiration.

When you arrive at the house, the guests and hosts are seated.

Tong Jianye said: "I think I have been cultivating here for decades, and I have been isolated from the rivers and lakes. But I know that what should come will come, and you have found it in the end. Time has passed, the events of the past, the death of those involved, the escape of those who fled, and now I am the only one left. I haven't seen your Excellency for many years, so I don't know if your Excellency is good now?"

A few of us were confused by this question, and it turned out that he recognized us as his enemies.