Qiu Jiedao buried the resentment deep in his eyes, and his face was not sad and happy: "Since the seniors are warmly invited, the juniors are not easy to refuse, so I will go with the seniors." ”

Qiu Jue Blade looked at Jiang Chang'an, and was hit by his blow, Jiang Chang'an had already had no blood on his face, like a half-dead person, but if he only had a light palm, he could cut off his life, if it weren't for the water prison to block Qiu Jue Blade would definitely fight.

I only hated that the timing of the appearance of the old man in front of him was too timely, even if it was a moment too late, he would be able to finish off the two of them, and then take away the bodies of the two, the rain washed away the blood stains on the ground, everything was safe and sound, as if nothing had happened.

Qiu Jue Blade's idea is very good, but it's a pity that people are not as good as heaven, but at the moment, it is not completely impossible for him to take advantage of the opportunity to deal with this kid, even if he enters the palace, he thinks that he still has a chance to make a move.

Jiang Changan naturally knew Qiu Jue Blade's thoughts, but at the moment he couldn't think too much, his eyes were groggy, and his upper and lower eyelids dozed off and slowly closed together.

The heart and lungs were displaced, and four ribs were broken, and if they were placed on an ordinary person, they would have turned into a dead corpse at this moment. A few small talks with Shang Dashan had exhausted his last strength, and at this moment, he was seriously injured and devoured, and his chest was like a big stone pressed and he couldn't breathe. I just feel that the world is spinning, and my body is no longer my own, being pushed and swayed at will. Finally, his eyes darkened, and he fainted in Situ Yuning's arms.

The sky was overcast and gloomy, and after a stick of incense, the whole street was washed clean, and although the sky was not clear, the breeze was gentle and gentle, and the wind blew through the streets and alleys, and into a bamboo forest in the palace.

There is a thatched house in the bamboo forest, which is a little strange in the red wall of the palace, but under the wrapping of this bamboo forest, it looks like this fit, not only no longer seems abrupt, but there is a sense of great concealment.

Jiang Changan woke up from his sleep dimly and said, "I'm in the palace?"

After waiting for a while and no one answered, Jiang Changan looked at the surrounding environment, a grass house built of bamboo and thatch, not big but not small. Beds made of bamboo, bamboo stools made of bamboo, almost everything that can be made of bamboo, even cups are made of a few bamboo tubes.

There are no precious calligraphy and paintings, gold and silver ornaments.

"I didn't expect there to be such a secluded place in the palace......"

If it weren't for the inner courtyard of the palace with golden tiles and red walls three or four miles away from the window outside the house, Jiang Changan really didn't believe that this was in the palace.

Jiang Changan moved slightly, the wound on his body that was hit by Qiu Jue's blade seemed to be torn open, the pain was intense, and he had no choice but to lie back on the bed again, secretly moving Ling Yuan to suppress the pain a little, and sat up with one hand in his body, his head was still groggy, like the sequelae after a drunken scene.

Although the wound was still painful, Jiang Changan could clearly feel that the injury in his chest had improved, in addition to benefiting from the daily exercise of his muscles and bones, the most important point was the external medicinal power.

Jiang Changan frowned slightly, he didn't take any pills, and at the same time, Situ Yuning's only life-saving medicine had already been eaten by him.

Jiang Changan suddenly felt the tip of his nose itching, a strange fragrance cloud surrounded his body, and the pores were dilated into his limbs, moisturizing every heart, lungs and meridians.

"It's ...... Medicine!"

This smoke is the cure.

On the table not far away, there is a palm-sized brass incense burner, and I don't know what kind of herbs are burning in it.

The medicinal power that nourishes the body is to waft out of it.

Strange to say, this smoke is actually condensed but not dispersed, floating in mid-air like a white streamer, windless automatic.

No matter how the wind howled outside the house, it was unaffected, keeping a "line not dispersing", slowly drifting in the direction of Jiang Chang'an and entering his body.

"Induce!"

Jiang Changan exclaimed, but his chest was filled with breath, as if he was being held by a dog's tail and itchy, and he coughed heavily.

I have heard in Pang Ershui's mouth that there are no more than two ways to take medicine - one is to eat awake, and the other is to eat while asleep.

Needless to say, it is needless to say more about taking medicine while awake, the more special thing is "eating while sleeping", most of the injured people are as unconscious as Jiang Chang'an, how can they still have the spare strength to take medicine, even if someone forcibly pours it down, it is difficult for the medicine to spread all over the body.

The introduction of medicine, which is to extradite the medicinal power to the injured, is a manifestation of the extreme skill of the pharmacist, and it is also a technique that only the top doctor in the palace, the pharmacist Dan.

Think about it, most of the time, the palace physician also diagnoses and treats the emperor's harem beauties, and when he is seriously ill, the physician naturally cannot get close, so he has come up with such a technique similar to the diagnosis of the pulse of the suspensory filament, which is the peak. Its difficulty is by no means under the fire of Pang Ershui's unique secret method.

If nothing else, this should be the residence of Shang Shui's predecessors.

What is the origin of this old man? Why did he save himself? Is it as simple as having a relationship with him?

Jiang Changan faintly knew that there was something wrong, but he couldn't say it, this old man obviously saw his origin and identity from the pen and ink on the inscription wall, so it was not difficult to know his purpose, but since this was the case, he should have wiped out himself, a person who could bring danger at any time, as soon as possible, but not only did he now, but he also rescued him and brought him into the palace.

From Qiu Juedao's mouth, it can be heard that Shang Dashan is one of the nine worshippers, the existence of an old demon in the palace, so it is not so strange that he has such a residence, after all, Jiangfu has built a star-picking tower for Zhang Yunzhi, and built a ten-mile long canal for frequent fishermen.

Just thinking about it, the figure of the old man Shang Dashan appeared in front of the door like a ghost, and said with a smile: "Little brother is awake?"

Shang Dashan changed into clean clothes, but the medicine basket on his back was still on his back, as if it grew on his body, not leaving an inch, and carrying this old man who looked full of energy did not feel a burden at all.

Thinking of the quirks of the nine worshippers mentioned by Qiu Jue Blade, Jiang Changan was relieved, and his hands trembled and he saluted: "Thank you seniors......

"Don't thank me, I saved you just because you and I knew each other, not with a good heart, if you and I had never known each other in front of the inscription poem wall that day, you wouldn't have picked up a life today. Everything has a cause and effect, and all the fruits are the causes you wrote yourself, and if you want to thank you, thank you at that time. ”

Jiang Changan asked, "Shang seniors believe in cause and effect?"

Shang Dashan stroked his beard with a smile and said: "Cause and effect are fate, 'cause' is 'fate', 'effect' is 'share', the difference is that there may not be a part of fate, but there must be an effect." Why, doesn't the little brother believe in the destiny of cause and effect?"

Jiang Changan thought for a while and said, "I believe in cause and effect, not in the mandate of heaven." ”

"Cause and effect is destiny. ”

Shang Dashan seemed to preach, and said: "The Buddhist scriptures say, 'A mirror in this life, how many incense in the previous life', everything in the world has its own fate to start and die, there is a fate to gather, no fate is scattered, impermanence and suffering, between ups and downs, this is not cause and effect?"

Jiang Chang'an said: "The boy was fortunate enough to listen to the two masters of no cause and no effect to teach the Dharma to the disciples in Nituo Temple, and the Buddha said: 'If you want to know the cause of the past life, the recipient of this life is, and if you want to know the effect of the next life, the one who does it in this life is'. According to this statement, the effect is a new cause, a new beginning, and isn't this an endless cycle of reincarnation and entanglement?

Shang Dashan leaned over and gently knocked the incense burner medicine ash on the table, took a bamboo tube and put it in it, and said with a smile: "What the little brother said, it's like this medicine burns into medicine ashes, which is the fruit of medicine, and the medicine ashes can be used in other ointments, so this becomes a new cause?

"Not bad. ”

"The little brother was wrong. Shang Dashan said, "From the moment it poured out the medicine furnace, it was with the cause and effect embers of the medicine furnace, for the medicine furnace, it was a worthless ash, and the little brother said a new beginning, hehe, was the medicine ash at that time still a worthless ash? No, but a new medicine in the ointment, it was another new beginning. There is no feast in the world that will not be dispersed, and when it arrives, it will be annihilated with the flowers......"

"When you arrive, you will be annihilated with the flowers......" Jiang Changan pondered this sentence repeatedly, as if he had a feeling, but when he wanted to touch it, he couldn't grasp it.