Chapter 7: The Mysterious Old Man
"Hey, hey!" Xiao Baihan smiled and came out of the water, spitting water bubbles in his mouth, interrupting Chu Lianjun's memories. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Stinky girl, where did you go?" Zhao Bing jumped up from the ground and scolded loudly.
"Hehe, you can't control me," Xiaobai ignored her, raised his head and looked at Chu Lianjun and said, "Let's go, it's dark now, we can go out." ”
So Chu Lianjun lit the air pocket for Huyan Xiaofeng and Yang Yu, and Xiaobai took him into the water to open a secret door and go out of the secret passage, one by one wet out of the water, through the moonlight, you can vaguely see that there is a small artificial lake outside, the rockery is peculiar and the lotus flowers are fat, the water is clear and shallow, accompanied by a faint fragrance. After going ashore, Xiaobai ran directly into a large mansion after a few turns, and then through a courtyard full of flowers and plants, and slipped into a large guest room with a lamp lit in the room.
A group of soup chickens suddenly arrived in a warm room, and for a while they had mixed feelings, Qin Muxue couldn't hold back, and threw herself on the table with a "wow" cry, which made Zhao Bing very unhappy.
Chu Lianjun was busy checking the injuries of the two wounded, and Xiao Bai also looked like a doctor to touch Yang Yu's sword wound and probe Huyan Xiaofeng's snort.
"They are not lightly injured," Xiaobai said, "what should I do now?" "
"Although Xiao Feng Falling Demon Dao injured Zhenyuan, the wounds in his body after faking his death can heal on his own, and he should be fine after a few days of rest. It's just that Xiaoyu is more troublesome, and he lost a lot of blood from two swords in his chest and abdomen, and his injuries are very serious, so he must immediately find a doctor for treatment. After Chu Lianjun finished speaking, he looked around, and saw that the utensils in the house were exquisite and gorgeous, the tables and chairs were clean and tidy, and the furnishings were well organized, not like ordinary people's houses.
"What is this place?" He asked, his eyes on Xiaobai.
"You don't care what kind of place this is, rest in peace first, I'll go to the doctor to heal Ah Yu, you wait." Xiaobai didn't look at Chu Lianjun either, turned around and slipped out of the room and disappeared after speaking.
Although Chu Lianjun was suspicious, what could he do? Now that I have fallen to this step of the field, I can only resign myself to fate, no! Listen to Xiaobai's fate, I don't know if it's a curse or a blessing?
"Knock knock!" At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door, and Chu Lianjun was shocked: Why am I so careless that I didn't notice that someone was coming. Zhao Bing and Qin Muxue had already rushed to the back of the door, drawing their swords in their hands.
"Knock knock!" The knock on the door rang again, and then something seemed to be placed outside the door, and the person turned to leave. Hearing the footsteps gradually disappearing, Chu Lianjun opened the door, but there were five sets of brand-new colored clothes outside the door. They didn't care about the three, seven, twenty-one, and one by one took turns to take off their soaked dirty clothes behind the screen and put on clean new clothes.
Chu Lianjun was the last to come out, and he didn't wear black clothes for the first time.
"Brother Chu, I said a long time ago that black is not suitable for you," Qin Muxue sighed with envy, looking Chu Lianjun up and down, "Look how handsome you are in this dress now." "
"Haha, it's really much better than that dead man's suit." Zhao Bing also smiled.
Chu Lianjun didn't answer, and beckoned Qin Muxue to come over to help Huyan Xiaofeng and Yang Yu change out of their wet clothes, but Qin Muxue refused.
"Knock knock!" The knock on the door sounded again, and I just gave me a new outfit, so what will be the surprise this time? Qin Muxue hurriedly jumped up to open the door, the two thin backs disappeared into the night, and two exquisite brocade boxes were placed at the door, and when they opened it, they turned out to be all kinds of delicacies! He grabbed and ate as he carried the brocade box into the room. The three of them fought fiercely for a day, and their stomachs were already growling with hunger, and Chu Lianjun and Zhao Bing couldn't care so much, so they grabbed the food with their hands and sent it to their mouths, and swallowed it in their stomachs, wasting the exquisite chopsticks contained in the brocade box in vain.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the three hungry ghosts were all fed and lay on the ground, their bellies swollen.
"Knock knock!" The knock on the door rang again, "Knock knock!" ”
The three people lying on the ground didn't seem to hear: Chu Lianjun closed his eyes and didn't move, Qin Muxue fell to the ground and pretended to be asleep and snored, and Zhao Bing posed in a big shape.
"Crunch!" The door was pushed open, and one old and one young entered. Qin Muxue was greedy and forgot to lock the door in a hurry. The young one is naturally a little white, and the old one is a doctor in his fifties, carrying a medicine box on his back and his eyes are bright.
"Where's the patient?" The old man asked, "Are these three people?" "
The person lying on the ground got up slowly, eating too much and sleeping too badly, a little embarrassed.
"No, no, here." Xiaobai hurriedly pulled the old man to the side of the bed and pointed to the unconscious Yang Yu. The old man sat on the edge of the bed, touched Yang Yu's pulse with his hand, a pair of strange eyes rolled for a while, and said: "He suffered a very serious sword wound, and he lost too much blood from the inside qi and blood, but fortunately he didn't hurt the vital point, bandage it and then take some of my exclusive secret medicine, and he will be able to jump alive in a week." ”
"Why did it take so long?" Xiaobai said with a frown.
"It's been very soon, if it weren't for his good health and youth, he would need to stay in bed for at least a month." After the old man finished speaking, he carefully looked at Huyan Xiaofeng, and suddenly said, "If I guessed correctly, I'm afraid it's you who the Praetorian Guards are searching everywhere inside and outside the palace walls today!" ”
"No, no, how could it be them, hehe." Xiaobai hurriedly shook his hand and said loudly.
The old man rolled his strange eyes and stared at Xiaobai: "Did you take them to escape from the secret passage?!" "
Xiaobai was startled and shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, the older you get, the more suspicious you become, the secret of that secret passage is only known to God, you know and I know, how can I let others know, hehe." "
Zhao Bing's hand pressed the hilt of the sword with a fierce light, Qin Muxue was also a little nervous, and moved towards the door to prevent the old man from escaping.
"I'm a doctor, it's my duty to save lives and help the wounded, but I can't help anyone who doesn't know, this is not the way to treat people." The old man stroked his beard with his hand and said with a smile, "Actually, if you don't say it, I also know that this girl who wants to draw a sword is Zhao Bing, the ice sword in the clouds, and the young man who was hit by two swords on the bed is your own brother Yang Yu, the rain sword in the clouds. ”
Chu Lianjun was speechless for a while, and Qin Muxue blurted out: "We are the four swords of Yanmen that are powerful in the world, hehe, have you heard of it." As soon as he finished speaking, he was glared at by Zhao Bing.
"The four swords of Yanmen fought in Yanmen Pass, one person and one sword guarded the four passes outside Yanmen, what shocked the world is not martial arts, but the benevolence and righteousness of the country and the people and the brotherhood of the world!" The old man commented, then turned his gaze to Chu Lianjun, and said, "This curly-haired boy should be Chu Lianjun of the Shower Sword, well, yes, yes, it looks like a bit of skill." "
The old man stared at Qin Muxue for a long time, and said, "Forgive me for being clumsy, which one is Your Excellency?" Look at your young age, you don't look like a thunder sword Ren Piaoling. "
Qin Muxue blushed for a while, and grinned: "Under is the author of the Four Swords, Qin Muxue, the wolf killing knife, can also be regarded as one of the four swords of Yanmen, hehe." "
"The wind and snow are closed, the young man is crazy about the sword, the ice and rain between the clouds and the flowers are drunk, the small wind is blowing in the west, the wind is blowing in the west, the wind and snow are scattered, what is the matter with the merciful king to the end of the world? It turns out that this broken poem was written by you, and it is not badly written, and the children can be taught. "
Hearing the old man's praise, Qin Muxue smiled and said, "The seniors have won the award." "
Who knew that the old man glanced at him and said disdainfully: "I didn't expect that the mighty Yanmen Four Swords would be so vulnerable. After speaking, he turned around and began to clean Yang Yu's sword wounds, and after cleaning up, he took out a white medicine bottle from the medicine box and shook the medicine on the wound, and then bandaged it properly with a white cloth, "This medicine is changed for him once a day." After the old man finished speaking, he handed the medicine bottle to Xiaobai, took out a yellow medicine bottle from his arms, took out a pill for Yang Yu to take, and then put the medicine bottle in his arms.
Then he stared blankly at the other patient lying next to Yang Yu, and said, "How many times has the young son of the Huyan family gone mad?" If it continues like this, I'm afraid my life will not be saved. Although the body can heal itself after falling into the Demon Dao, the Yuan Shen has been greatly damaged. This time he was also lucky, and next time I am afraid he will not have such good luck! He took out a bottle of red pills from his arms, gave Huyan Xiaofeng one pill, left three pills, and told him to feed him one pill a day for three days.
After doing this, the old man stood up and said, "They will wake up in a few days, and the old man will take his leave." After finishing speaking, she picked up the medicine box and turned around to leave, Zhao Bing wanted to draw her sword to stop it, but Chu Lianjun pressed her sword hilt with her hand and shook her head. The old man didn't look back, and walked straight out of the room.
"Who the hell are you? Say it quickly, don't say I'll kill you! Zhao Bing turned his head and shouted at Xiaobai in a low voice.
"If you kill your brother, isn't that revenge? Ha ha! Qin Muxue laughed, but as soon as she saw Zhao Bing's fierce eyes, she immediately covered her mouth and didn't dare to make a sound.
"Yes, yes, I'm your savior! You kill me, kill, kill, hahaha! Xiaobai shouted, looking unrelenting.
"After a day of tossing, everyone is tired, let's have a good rest." After Chu Lianjun finished speaking, he lay on the chair and closed his eyes.
There are just four chairs in the room, one for each person to sleep.
"No, no, I'm a girl, I don't sleep in the same room with you!" Xiaobai ran away with a cigarette, and her words made Zhao Bing very embarrassed, and her face turned pale for a while.
"I'll go sleep behind the screen, and none of you will disturb me." After Zhao Bing finished speaking, he dragged away the two chairs and went behind the screen. Qin Muxue was really tired, she sat down and fell asleep on the table, and suddenly snored, frowning at Chu Lianjun.
The silence of the night was restored to the house.
Two wounded, three exhausted people, all fell asleep.
A dreamless night.
Qin Muxue woke up early, and when she saw that the others were still sleeping, she opened the door lightly, "Wow! Oh my God, it's so beautiful! He screamed involuntarily.
"Smack!" With a bang, the screen was pushed to the ground by Zhao Bing, and Chu Lianjun also opened his eyes.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way, what's all the fuss." Zhao Bing pushed away Qin Muxue, who was standing at the door, and walked out of the door before Chu Lianjun, the scene in front of her surprised her, and she was speechless for a while.
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