Yu Shi was entangled with people in the restaurant, full of hostility to Han Xiaoyue, and even more disrespectful to Mu Yaqin, trying to hurt her life. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Ah Qiu knocked him to the ground in a few moves, and Han Xiaoyue couldn't help but praise him greatly.

Ah Qiu said with a little pride: "Han Gongzi has won the award." My kung fu can only be regarded as normal in our herbs......"

"Ah Qiu!" Mu Yaqin listened, and suddenly her face changed greatly.

Ah Qiu knew that he had lost his words, and hurriedly lowered his head. Han Xiaoyue was surprised by Mu Yaqin's sudden change in attitude, and before she could ask the reason, Mu Yaqin returned to the inn without looking back.

"Ah Qiu, Miss Mu, what's wrong?" Li Jingxian chased after him and asked.

Ah Qiu's face was helpless: "Gongzi Li, don't ask." With that, he chased after Mu Yaqin.

Han Xiaoyue and the two returned to the room to sit down, and the more they thought about it, the more they felt that something was wrong.

"Jing Xian. Han Xiaoyue looked at Li Jingxian and said, "Don't you think things are a little strange?"

"Big brother, what do you mean ......?"

Han Xiaoyue wanted to express her concerns, but she was afraid that she would just think too much about herself. Talking about others behind his back, after all, it was not a gentleman's doing, so he waved his hand: "Forget it, maybe I'm thinking too much." Miss Mu is so angry, I'm afraid Ah Qiu will inevitably be blamed. ”

Hearing this, Li Jingxian said with a little loss on his face: "You say, will Miss Mu scold Ah Qiu?"

"It's hard to say. After all, we are outsiders, and it is not good for us to meddle in their affairs. As she spoke, Han Xiaoyue patted him on the shoulder and said, "Jingxian, I heard that there is a forest five miles east of this place, and there is a big tree in the forest that claims to have lived for a thousand years, are you interested in taking a look with me?"

Li Jingxian pouted: "It's just a tree, what's there to see?"

Han Xiaoyue shook her head: "Hey, that's a mistake. The tree, which has lived for thousands of years, has some aura. You and I may be able to get closer to it, and it may be beneficial. ”

Li Jingxian sighed, really worried about Ah Qiu in his heart, so he said, "Big brother, I won't go, you should go early and come back early!" After speaking, he pushed the door and left.

Looking at his back, Han Xiaoyue smiled in her heart: "It seems that I really fell in love with Ah Qiu." Well, then I won't force it. ”

The journey was very short, and Han Xiaoyue didn't carry too much luggage and belongings, so she only took a short-handled dagger and a bruising and hemostatic medicine with her. When I went downstairs, I took a look at Mu Yaqin and Ah Qiu's room, and found that the door was closed, and I estimated that Miss Mu's anger was not exhausted, so I didn't go over to disturb it. The journey to the east was relatively smooth, and in the blink of an eye, I was already in the woods.

"When we entered the woods, we counted the steps, and after walking less than a hundred steps, we saw the road sign we had repaired here before, and you could see the big tree by following the road sign. Han Xiaoyue thought about the direction that the people along the way pointed him to, and counted the steps under his feet.

"Yu Shi, hand over the Qingshui Sword, we can still not hurt the feelings of our fellow disciples. Otherwise, I will follow Master's order and clean up the portal!" a voice came from a distance, seemingly full of murderous aura. Han Xiaoyue subconsciously lowered her body and looked into the distance.

"Hahahaha! I didn't expect that Uncle Shi sent you to chase me, it's really a narrow road! Don't talk nonsense, the Qingshui Sword is not the property of the Lingqiu Quanshi alone, but the treasure of the Qingshuimen Town faction, how can he enjoy it alone?" Listening to the voice, Han Xiaoyue immediately recognized that this person was Yu She, the "scum of Qingshuimen" who had been entangled with Mu Yaqin in the restaurant before.

Han Xiaoyue got closer, and fixed her eyes to see that Yu She's back was facing away from her, and in the crowd facing him, the leader was a man who was also wearing a blue and purple robe. It looks much younger than Yu She, with a whiter complexion, slightly higher cheekbones, and a bit of clear eyebrows. Carrying a long sword, there were more than a dozen disciples of the Qingshui Sect behind him, and their faces were grim.

"An dare to quibble?" the man scolded, "As the head of the Qingshui Sect, the Lingqiu Spring Master should keep the Qingshui Sword, and it is really unforgivable that you should have committed such a crime!"

When Yu Shi heard this, instead of getting angry, he took the Qingshui Sword from his waist, shook it in his hand and said, "Cheng Song, whether this sword is qualified to be kept by the Spirit Spring Master, you know better than me in your heart." ”

"You!" Cheng Song was speechless when asked. Indeed, Cheng Song, as a disciple of the Lingqiu Spring Master, knew very well about the Lingqiu Spring Master's victory over the Lingyuan Spring Master's inheritance of the Qingshui Gate. Back then, it was precisely because of the blade of his junior brother, the Spirit Source Spring, that he barely won. It's just that many people from the rivers and lakes were present back then, and if they were pierced in front of them, they were afraid that Qingshuimen would lose face, and the Lingyuan Quanquan Master endured the humiliation to this day. Unexpectedly, the trouble caused by the seniors is causing tension among the juniors.

Yu Shi snorted and said, "If you want to clean up the portal, it is far from your turn to become Song!"

After saying this, the tense muscles on Cheng Song's face slowly eased. Seeing that he was a little frustrated, Yu Shi laughed twice and arched his hand: "Farewell, Hugh will come to chase me again! Otherwise, don't blame me for ignoring the same feelings!" After speaking, he led everyone to leave.

Cheng Song sighed and lowered his face. The disciples behind him stepped forward and said, "Senior brother, just let him go, how can I explain to the master when I go back?"

"Do you think I want to do this? You all heard what Yu Shi said, and the words stuck in my heart like a needle. If he uses the little sister as an excuse to make things difficult for me, I can especially tell the difference. But he used the things of the master and the uncle to talk to me, and I had nothing to say. ”

"If you don't do it, the master will definitely blame you when you go back, and at that time, I am afraid that you and the little junior sister will no longer be possible!"

Cheng Song yelled, "That's enough, Master, I have my own saying, come back with me!"

At this moment, one of the disciples suddenly pulled out his long sword and stabbed at Cheng Song. Han Xiaoyue saw it clearly, and couldn't help but forget the situation she was in, and shouted, "Be careful of plotting!"

It's a pity that it was too late, Cheng Song was shouted by this, and the moment he turned around, the sword that was originally stabbed in the back of the heart directly passed through the chest on the right side, and blood splashed. Cheng Song shouted and took a few steps back. Seeing this, the other disciples rushed up one after another. Three or four men knocked the long sword in the hand of the drawer to the ground and engaged in a gruffle. The others held on to Cheng Song, who was bleeding profusely, and lay flat on the ground.

Han Xiaoyue hurriedly rushed forward and took out a bottle of hemostatic medicine from her arms.

"Who are you?" asked a man.

"Don't care who I am, stop the bleeding for him!" Han Xiaoyue said, handing the hemostatic agent to the others. Without hesitation, he opened the cork and sprinkled the hemostatic agent evenly on Cheng Song's wound. At the same time, someone ripped off the strips of his clothes and wrapped them around Cheng Song's chest for a simple bandage.

After a while, the men in the scuffle subdued the assassin and twisted him in front of Cheng Song, making him kneel on the ground. Cheng Song's face turned pale by this stab, and his lips were no longer bloody. One glance at the Assassin he fainted.

"Let's see, has the bleeding stopped?" Han Xiaoyue said. The group examined the wound and nodded.

"Hero, thank you for saving me. ”

Han Xiaoyue waved her hand and said, "Don't be in a hurry to thank me first, hurry up and carry him to the city and find Lang Zhong to heal." This hemostatic agent can only last a few hours, his wound is too deep, he must hurry!"

Fortunately, not far from the east gate is a medical center. Everyone sent Cheng Song to the hospital, and Lang Zhong hurriedly treated him. Everyone was tired and anxious, sweating profusely, and waited anxiously outside the medical hall with Han Xiaoyue. Only two people were left in the medical hall to take care of Cheng Song. Han Xiaoyue squatted on the ground, panting heavily, feeling a little regretful in her heart. If you knew this, you really shouldn't have to go to see a thousand-year-old tree. After thinking about it, the hemostatic agent he carried with him just now could save a life, and he felt a little proud in his heart.

"Thank you, strong man. One of the Qingshui Sect disciples said, "Senior Brother Cheng was seriously injured by this, but fortunately, the strong man rescued him in time. ”

Han Xiaoyue smiled: "No need to say thank you, I just happened to pass by." ”

Another disciple walked up to the disciple who had assassinated Cheng Song, raised his hand and punched him, shouting, "You traitor! Why do you want to hurt someone?"

The beaten disciple wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, snorted and said, "Cheng Song is not dead, how can Senior Brother Yu become the reasonable successor of Qingshuimen?"

"So, you've been lurking by Senior Brother Cheng's side early in the morning?"

"Hmph! Now, if you want to kill or chop, listen to it!" After speaking, his eyes were closed, and he stopped talking.

"Kill you and chop you, that's the job of the master, we will escort you back to Qingshuimen, and obey the master!"

While speaking, Li Jingxian came from a distance. Although he was very depressed in his heart, he still couldn't rest assured that Han Xiaoyue was still relieved, and he finally came to the east gate after inquiring all the way.

"Brother Han!" Li Jingxian shouted, and ran towards him.

Han Xiaoyue was originally squatting on the ground, waiting with everyone to heal Cheng Song's condition. Seeing Li Jingxian coming, he stood up and said, "Jingxian, what's wrong with you?"

Li Jingxian sighed: "Big brother, I shouldn't let you go alone." I don't know anyone here, I'm afraid that something will happen to my eldest brother. As he spoke, he glanced at the surrounding Qingshui Sect disciples and said, "Who are these?"

After thanking Han Xiaoyue's disciple for hearing this, he hurriedly stood up and hugged his fists and said, "Zhuangshi, we are Qingshui Sect disciples. Senior brother was plotted by traitors, thanks to the help of this big brother Han. Now my brother is being treated in the hospital, please accept our respects. After saying that, everyone stood up.

Han Xiaoyue hurriedly waved her hand, signaling that everyone didn't need to make this big gift. Li Jingxian nodded, hugged his fists and said: "Disrespectful and disrespectful, it turned out to be Qingshuimen's brother." Under Li Jingxian, this is my eldest brother. In that way, I was relieved. ”

Han Xiaoyue pulled Li Jingxian aside and said, "Jingxian, when you came out, how was Miss Mu and Ah Qiu?"

Li Jingxian recalled and said: "When I came out, their doors were still closed. I guess I'm already resting. ”

Han Xiaoyue nodded and said, "I really don't know, Miss Mu is angry about something." Is it just because of that scum?"

"I guess Miss Mu doesn't want others to know her true identity. What did Miss Aqiu say...... What would be something like that. Li Jingxian couldn't remember what kind of "will" it was.

"Yerba Herb. Han Xiaoyue said, "She said Fangcaohui. ”

Li Jingxian lowered his head and pondered for a moment and said, "What sect is Fangcaohui?" Big brother, we might as well ask the people from Qingshuimen!"

Han Xiaoyue felt that this was a good idea, so she returned to the Qingshuimen disciples, hugged her fists and said, "Brothers of Qingshuimen, I would like to inquire below, do you know what kind of gang Fangcaohui is?"

"Fangcaohui?" When the disciples heard this, they couldn't help but be surprised, as if there was another mystery in it.

A disciple stepped forward and said, "Brother Han, Fangcaohui and Qingshuimen have never had anything to do with each other, let alone have anything to do with each other. However, the owner of Fangcaohui is a very obedient old lady who behaves very strangely, and no one in the rivers and lakes wants to associate with them. ”

"Old lady?" Han Xiaoyue stepped forward and asked, "Are you sure that the owner of Fang Caohui is an old lady?"

The man chuckled, "What's so uncertain about this? And this old lady is a simple person and doesn't deal with people, so she must be very difficult to get along with." ”

After hearing this, Han Xiaoyue was even more puzzled in her heart, and secretly thought: "Obviously, the 'master' in Aqiu's mouth is a big girl who is like a flower, how did she become an old lady? Could it be that the old lady has changed her appearance into a girl, or has the girl changed her appearance into an old lady? Or, behind Mu Yaqin, there is another master?"

After hearing this, Li Jingxian nodded and said, "I still want to ask, is there a beautiful woman surnamed Mu in this herb flower?"

"Haha!" everyone laughed when they heard this, "There are no men in Fangcaohui, and all the disciples are women, I don't know who you are talking about?"

"That being the case. Han Xiaoyue said, hugging her fists and saying, "Thank you brothers!"

Everyone waited for a while, and a man walked out of the medical hall.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the injured person is fine, I don't know where you want to go?" Lang Zhong said, opening the curtain door of the medical hall.

All the disciples rushed forward one after another, asking about Cheng Song's injury, and Lang Zhong all patiently answered. It turned out that thanks to Han Xiaoyue, she sprinkled a hemostatic agent in time to prevent Cheng Song from losing too much blood. Lang Zhong cleaned the wound in time to prevent wound infection. After repeated bandaging, there was finally no major problem for the time being. For the sake of insurance, a few additional decoctions were prescribed, and if they were taken on time, it would only take half a month to recover.

"That's the way it is. After answering everyone's questions, Lang Zhong said, "This store can't provide conditions for recuperation, and you still need to find an inn to live in." The method and dosage of the decoction have been written, and it is enough to cook the decoction according to these. As he spoke, Lang Zhong handed over the prescription.

All the disciples took it and bowed deeply together: "Thank you, Mr. for the rescue!"

Lang Zhong smiled and waved his hand, pointed at Han Xiaoyue and said, "Thank you so much, that son! If it weren't for his hemostatic agent, I wouldn't be able to return to heaven." ”

The disciples turned around and bowed to Han Xiaoyue and said, "Thank you Brother Han for rescuing!"

After hearing this, Han Xiaoyue stepped forward and said, "In this way, I will stay in an inn not far from the front, it is better to send Cheng Song there." ”

"It's good, it's good, but ......," the disciples touched their pockets, "we don't have much silver with us." ”

"It's okay......" a weak voice came from behind him. Everyone looked back, only to see Cheng Song's face weak, his lips and teeth pale, and he was helped out by the two disciples, panting slowly, "I have a pair of gold and jade talismans given to me by my junior sister here, take them as them!"

"Senior Brother Cheng, that talisman is a love thing given to you by the little junior sister, you can't take it away!" "Yes, Senior Brother Cheng, you must not! Junior brothers should take away the weapon, but your talisman must not be sold!" The disciples rushed forward, hoping that Cheng Song could keep the talisman.

Han Xiaoyue turned her head and asked quietly, "Jingxian, how much is our silver tael?"

"That's a lot, but these dozen or so people are probably only enough to support seven or eight days!"

"Now that they are in trouble, since they have saved their lives, it is better to help others to the end, what do you say?"

"Brother Han, you decide!"

Han Xiaoyue nodded, stepped forward and said, "Everyone, the silver taels on my body are enough for Brother Cheng Song to recuperate in the inn until they fully recover, so it's better to ...... first."

When Cheng Song learned of Han Xiaoyue's intentions, he felt ashamed, so he flatly refused: "No! This is absolutely not possible! You have already saved my life, and I can't let you break the bank anymore." I've made up my mind!" With that, he shoved the talisman into the hands of one of his disciples, "Quickly take it away!"

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