"Alas, I haven't seen you for a long time, and that's how you treat your old friend...... It's really sad. Qin slowly sighed slightly.

"You're not dead yet!" The man clutched the door frame and was shocked, as if what was standing right now was really an ownerless and lonely wasteland ghost, "Youkai! You youkai! And also! I don't have you as a friend! No! ”

Let him scream hoarsely, and finally Qin Slow still staggered and succeeded in entering his house, as soon as she entered, she looked around, "What a good home, it's still so messy." ”

"Be careful! Be careful! Spare my heart baby pistachio! "Slow, slow! Don't step on my son!! ”

Qin Slow Mumu looked at the tips of the grass trembling in the steep spring breeze under her feet, and slowly moved her steps away, and before she could put it down, the person screamed again, she was stunned and asked, "Ling Yan?" ”

"No, my grandson was just buried in that piece of soil!" In order to avoid Qin slowing down and not believing it, he emphatically emphasized, "Three generations of single wear, this is the only one in the world!" ”

Qin was helpless, so he had to carefully pick a place that looked like it hadn't broken ground for a long time to settle down, this time Ren Zhongping didn't pick and choose, and said flatly: "Monster!" What are you doing here! Are you going to die, willing to send it to me to disembowel, cut out my heart and liver, so that I can figure out what you are?! ”

Most people would only regard him as a madman when they heard his words, and they would either laugh or beat him aside and throw him aside, but Qin slowly tilted his head and thought for a moment, and made a decision: "Okay, when I die, the body will be handed over to you." ”

Ren Zhongping raised his eyebrows with joy, and suddenly looked at her much more pleasing to the eye: "Really? ”

People in the world pay attention to entering the soil for safety, but Qin Slow didn't care at all, and his answer was extremely casual: "A gentleman's word, the horse is difficult to chase." ”

Ren Zhongping was not so happy, and after looking at her for a while, he smashed it and said, "I still like the way you used to be." ”

"Oh, you're not like anyone else." Qin Slow took a short turn in the small garden overgrown with weeds and trees, "Has anyone come to look for you recently?" ”

Ren Zhongping said indifferently: "The rivers and lakes are so big, and there are countless people who want to find me every day. He thought about it and was still curious, "Why don't you find a corner to wait for, what are you doing running around the world?" I heard that you worshipped a master, what kind of hermit master is it, and do you have any family heirlooms at home, and introduce them to me? ”

"Alas...... It's a long story......"

"Long story short!" The current Qin is slow to do things and talk inkblots, wanting to make Ren Zhongping crazy.

"Okay, okay, I have a master, and this master thinks about my future and tells me a family matter. The other party is an aspiring young man, a rising star in the rivers and lakes, I can't bear to destroy him, and I can't bear to brush the kindness of the teacher in person, so I can only run out of the mountain overnight. ”

"Hey, this time you are much more kind, and you don't want to destroy the grass with your hands?"

Before the emotion was finished, Qin Slow suddenly changed his words and said slowly: "I remember that I haven't seen you for a long time, where did you hear about my teacher?" ”

Ren Zhongping, who had just finished praising her kindness, opened his mouth wide: "......"

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Qin Slow has a master, who is the master of the Shangqing Sect mentioned not long ago. There are three people in the door: Master, her, and a little junior brother Song Weiwen.

Song Weiwen was not originally called this name, and after reading two poetry books when he was young, he thought that the original name was cliché, so he picked a new name for himself from the first poem, "The cliff is high and the people are far away, and the micro step hub pattern is born" to give himself a new name. I don't know if he did it on purpose or not, this poem turned out to be made by a merry man in a certain country in the southwest, and later he was among the thousands of flowers, and the leaves were also stained with his temperament like a match made in heaven.

Song Weiwen not only loves heroes to save beauty, but is also a natural long-tongued man. Qin Wanfei thought that he had worshiped the wrong teacher, and it was only right that he should go to the Jianghu Bai Xiaosheng sect.

"I'll just say that kid is a senior sister, and he doesn't leave for half a sentence, but he didn't expect it to be you, a monster!" Ren Zhongping shook his head with the medicine pestle, "This kid still has a little doorway, and the black light blindly touched my door, and he wanted me to save his little lover alive." What are you kidding, the old man boasted in his early years that he didn't □□ people in the sea, he was young and arrogant and ignorant, he really hugged a dead man, and he was the lord of Hades? ! ”

"Dead?"

"He who dies can't die anymore! It's all gone! "Ren Zhongping cut the railway.

"What about the corpses?"

"Uh......" Ren Zhongping's expression was a little dodgy.

Qin slowly hugged his small package and lay lazily in the sunlight that fell into the hospital: "I guess the cause of death of Song Weiwen's little lover is strange, there may be no injuries or traces, it is not caused by external injuries or internal power breakdown." ”

"Fart! How can Lao Tzu not see the cause of death in this world! "There are two things that are most important in Ren Zhongping's life, one is his exotic flowers and plants, and the other is his medical skills. After scolding, his expression changed instantly, and he pointed at Qin Slow with trembling hands: "Monster! How do you know what that girl's death looks like? Did you kill it? Hate for love??? ”

"Sometimes I really think that if you don't become a doctor, it will be more promising to write and write dramas." Qin slowly touched the tiger head money bag on his chest, "I've just seen the same corpse in the neighborhood in the past two days, so I'm a little suspicious, but I didn't expect to guess accurately." You think you can tell what kind of death it is? ”

How much can a person change, maybe he can get an answer from Qin Slow, Ren Zhongping secretly observed for a long time, but he couldn't see through what plans were revealed on that inconspicuous face.

Unpredictable, so unpredictable, he pounded the medicine and said: "If it's not an internal injury or an external injury, it can only be poisoning, but the poison in that little girl is rare in the world...... No, it can be said that it has been extinct for a long time. More than 10 years ago, it was short-lived in the territory of Dayan, and according to legend, the secret medicine of the Southwest Wu royal family was specially used to execute the rebellious royal family and important ministers in the court. Leave their bodies intact, nothing unusual, poisoned into the bloodline and even emit wisps of fragrance. But in fact, after being poisoned by this kind of poison, people will gradually fall into an illusion, and the mirror is full of evil ghosts and Shura, fire and hell. It is called the Eighteen Mirrors, which means that the poisoned person will go through the eighteen kinds of hell torture in turn in the illusion world until the breath is cut off. ”

Qin slowly muttered, "It's scary......" said as he shuddered and clenched his small purse.

Ren Zhongping glanced at her with disdain, and continued to say in a flat tone: "This kind of death method is decent and cruel, the key is that there is no cure, and it is treacherous and abnormal. Therefore, at that time, the emperor of Dayan ordered that the people should not trade with Wu Guo without official documents, because they were worried that this would flow into the Central Plains and harm our Yan people. But you also know that there will inevitably be fish that will slip through the net, but they were soon discovered by the imperial court at that time, so they only appeared briefly and were never seen again. I didn't expect that I could see the corpse of this poison with my own eyes today, which is really a blessing in my life, a blessing in my life! ”

"You're sure it's the Eighteen Mirrors, not some other poison?"

"You're questioning me again?" Ren Zhongping asked gloomily.

Qin slowed down to the end, and said after a sigh: "Then these eighteen mirrors, where can they still exist now?" You don't have this? ”

He really didn't have ......

This is undoubtedly a heavy blow to a person who has a habit of collecting herbs for his life. Ren Zhongping was silent for a long time, and said: "At that time, it was forbidden by the people, but it was difficult to say it in the royal family......

"I see...... Qin slowly bowed her head thoughtfully, she touched her face, and remembered something, "Oh, I have something to ask you for this time......"

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The pungent potion fell from the tips of Qin's hair and jaw, and she hung her head and carefully dried her hair inch by inch with a cloth towel. Ren Zhongping stood aside with an expression of inbearability, and couldn't help but say, "Are you disguised?" You're simply insulting and disguised! ”

Qin sighed slowly, looked at himself in the mirror, and was a little aggrieved: "Obviously it has changed a lot." ”

The girl reflected in the unclear bronze mirror is still fifteen or sixteen years old, but her original dusty face is filtered by water, and her exposed facial features are still neither eye-catching nor ugly, at most she can be regarded as delicate, but her complexion is extremely white, like new snow, pale and sickly, and her skin color is the same as her hair color. The long hair that was combed up by Qin was much lighter than the black hair of ordinary people, a bit like the light brown of the people of the Suluo country in the west of Dayan, and even faintly reflected a wisp of light gold when the sun shone.

At first glance, he was a completely different person from the original gray-faced little girl, but Qin Chu also knew it...... It doesn't stand up to scrutiny.

Anyway, she stopped and stopped, and if she didn't stay in one place for too long, no one would notice, the main thing was that she puffed up her cheeks and said in annoyance: "I have met the master of the Huameng before, and it is better to change back to the original appearance for fear of causing trouble." ”

Ren Zhongping looked at her gloomily: "Are you sure you won't attract more attention if you're like this?" ”

"Be better!" Qin blinked slowly.

Ren Zhongping sneered, and immediately drove people away mercilessly: "Let's go!" You monster, go! Hua Suqing, you dare to provoke it, let Lao Tzu go! ”

"Oh......" Qin slowly tied his hair and lifted the wrap, "Then I'll come to see you next time!" ”

"Don't, don't! As soon as you leave, Lao Tzu will leave quickly! ”

"It's really kind......" Qin Slow was driven out by Ren Zhongping so kindly.

He closed the door and looked at his flowerbed on the left and the grass on the right, and felt that it was not very peaceful, so he should go out and take refuge. He is troubled, once he gets involved with Qin Slow, it often means that great trouble will fall from the sky.

After worrying for a quarter of an hour, the door was knocked again, Ren Zhongping strode viciously, pulled the door and said in a rough voice: "Monster! It's not that you don't ......."

The outsider smiled: "You are the medical saint?" ”

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After going from Ren Zhongping, Qin Slow didn't think about where to go next for the time being, she walked along the official road where cars and people came and went for a long time, and arrived at the fork in the road where there was a short-distance post station, the road was divided into two sides, and while going to Yanjing, she went straight down to the south.

She hesitated, and happened to be hungry again, so she sat down in the open-air noodle stall next to the post station.

Before going in, she deliberately looked at it, well, there were no strange people or corpses.

She ordered a bowl of Yangchun noodles, fine white soft noodles, poured broth, and sprinkled a handful of cabbage on it, crisp and refreshing.

With her index finger moving, she ate deliciously, picked up the bowl and drank the soup, she burped, and felt that life was just like that. The ground trembled slightly under her feet as she burped for the second time, followed by a tall pile of dust in the distance, and a team of amazing horses galloped away from the fork in the road in a southbound direction.

Qin Chu only had time to see that the person on the horse seemed to be wearing an official uniform, but she didn't recognize what kind of official it was, and she didn't care.

But when she was about to get up and pay, the cavalry returned in a hurry, and they stopped outside the inn.

Qin was a little stunned, everyone in the noodle shop was a little stunned, the shop owner knew the flying fish suit on the person who got off the horse at a glance, and his legs were weak and almost fell on the stove: "Jin, Jinyiwei?" ”

"Huh?" Qin slowly subconsciously looked over, and saw a familiar figure getting closer and closer.