Although Pan Wu's words Shanbao didn't believe it, he felt that he had a great background, but he refused to tell him frankly, Shanbao was helpless, so he didn't ask again, and what he said in the conversation was how to revitalize the Sanbang and the Mubang. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In this way, in the middle of the night, the bonfire weakened, and it was bitterly cold outside, and Shanbao sneezed, and hurriedly covered his mouth and nose with his sleeve, and even said "rude".

Pan Wu pointed to the wooden house and said, "Go in, I can't ...... him when I turn around and freeze out."

Halfway through the words, swallow the second half.

Smart as a good treasure, he has already heard the clues, his heart trembles, and he hurriedly asks: "Who to explain?" ”

I hoped that my grandfather had arranged Pan Wu by his side, and he shouldn't be so ruthless, demoting himself to the end and expelling him from the palace.

Pan Wu sniffed, pointed to a dark shadow flashing around the corner of a row of wooden houses, and said, "Explain to him, sneaky, obviously afraid that I will be unfavorable to you." ”

Shanbao's heart was originally hanging high, but at this time, it was smashed down, up and down, joyful and sad, feeling that peeping black image Ruan Lang, since Li Qingzhao blurted out that Ruan Lang's father was Lu Gui, in fact, Shanbao was also guarding against Ruan Lang, after listening to Pan Wu's explanation, she said good night and went back to the house to rest.

When I woke up, I found that I was sweating all over, but it was cold, and I sneeze, as if I was suffering from the wind and cold, this kind of small illness was not a big deal, she could heal it herself, how could it be that the mountain was bitter, there were no medicinal materials, the wooden handles were all rolled out in the wind and snow, the skin was rough and the flesh was thick, and they generally did not get sick, which was unlucky and sick, and they were just covered with a quilt and covered with stinky sweat to relieve it, or they ate hard to eat, and then they fell asleep, and the illness was good. I slept hard for two hours, and when I woke up, my body hurt like every bone was shattered.

Li Qingzhao panicked and asked Ruan Lang: "What should I do, if I continue to work hard, I will die." ”

Ruan Lang said: "I carried Miss down the mountain." ”

Li Qingzhao was angry: ", the road is so far, even if you can carry it, my cousin can't stand the toss." ”

Ruan Lang said again: "Either I'll go down the mountain and buy some medicinal herbs." ”

Li Qingzhao sighed, a little helpless: "That's okay, it's just that you go once, it will take a day to say the least, cousin, can she hold on." ”

Left doesn't work, right doesn't work, Ruan Lang has no idea.

Shanbao began to have a fever, his cheeks were red, his exhaled breath was burning, and his body was still shivering with cold covered with a thick quilt, and then he began to talk nonsense, like a dream, and the words he shouted were either his son or his grandfather.

Li Qingzhao had never seen his cousin so sick, and in a hurry, he actually cried.

Ruan Lang took up his own idea, turned around and left: "I'll run back, at most half a day, Miss Watch will take care of Miss." ”

He opened the curtain of the cotton door and wanted to go out, but almost bumped into Pan Wu.

"Those who are lost and depressed are just cold and cold, and they can't die."

After Pan Wu reprimanded Ruan Lang, he came in again to reprimand Li Qingzhao: "Crying, crying, she is not dead." ”

Li Qingzhao stood up with a snort, crossed his waist and scolded: "You bastard, you curse my cousin to die all day long, are you sent by Lord Yama to ask for her life." ”

Pan Wu narrowed his eyes: "If I am sent by Lord Yama to ask for her life, why should I go to find medicinal herbs to save her." ”

Li Qingzhao suddenly found that he was holding a large stoneware bowl in his hand, only then did he think it was wine, and when he was angry, he wanted to wave his hand to knock off the bowl in his hand, but at this time, he saw that the bowl was black, like a medicinal soup, and he turned from anger to joy in an instant, and smiled flatteringly: "The fifth master is amazing, you can dig up medicinal materials this season." ”

Turning clouds and rain, changing and changing, Pan Wu shook his head, sighed that Li Qingzhao was clumsy but flexible, and then asked Li Qingzhao to help Shanbao up, and said: "Changqing Mountain is full of treasures, and it is you ordinary people who lack the eyes of double literacy." ”

Li Qingzhao pointed to the good treasure: "There is another treasure here, hurry up, save my cousin's life, and you will win the seventh-level floating slaughter." ”

Pan Wu snorted and muttered, "She is someone else's treasure." ”

After waiting for a long time, seeing that Li Qingzhao didn't help Shanbao up, he pushed Li Qingzhao away and did it himself, hugged Shanbao with one arm, and lifted it up, Shanbao was softly crooked in his arms.

Ruan Lang watched coldly for a long time, and then came over and pushed Pan Wudao: "Give me the medicine." ”

Pan Wu didn't argue with him, smiled meaningfully, gave the medicine bowl to Ruan Lang, and Shanbao also put it in Ruan Lang's arms, and then walked out leisurely with his hands behind.

In the chaos, Shanbao felt something spicy running down his throat, with a hint of ginger and green onions.

After taking the medicine, Shanbao began to fall asleep again, slept until midnight, suddenly woke up, his head was still groggy, but the pain on his body had improved a lot, looked around the house, knew that he was on the mountain, and found that Li Qingzhao was lying on her side and snoring, just wanted to push his cousin to ask her to come in and sleep in the quilt, don't let her own wind and cold get better The cousin was sick again, her hand stretched out, but she heard slight footsteps at the door, she thought about it, and hurriedly lay down again.

Squeak, the door opened.

The wooden handlers' dwellings are extremely simple, and the doors are made of wooden planks, so they can't open the door lightly.

Then, there was a man's breath.

Shanbao sniffed that it wasn't Pan Wu, that guy was stinking all over his body.

Then, I felt that the person's breathing was heavier.

Shanbao guessed what he was hesitating about, or what he was going to do.

Suddenly, the wind swept over Shanbao's face, she suddenly opened her eyes, and saw Ruan Lang slapping his palm towards Li Qingzhao, Shanbao struggled to pounce on Li Qingzhao, Ruan Lang wanted to accept it too late, a dull sound, like a puffed bag bursting, Ruan Lang's palm slapped on Shanbao's back, but it was extremely light and light, like cotton wool falling.

Shanbao was surprised, wasn't the sound just now Ruan Lang hitting himself?

Looking back, I saw Ruan Lang covering his heart, and the corners of his mouth were bloody.

And Pan Wu jumped down from the beam, landed firmly in front of Ruan Lang, pointed at him and sneered: "With your three-legged cat kung fu, you can also sneak attack." ”

Li Qingzhao's snoring continued, he turned over, saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth, and continued to sleep.

Shanbao looked at Pan Wu in a daze, and then raised his head to look at the roof, when did this guy hide on it?

Moreover, Ruan Lang's kung fu is very powerful, how can it not be worth mentioning in his eyes.

In the end, where is this Pan Wu sacred?

A series of questions didn't have time to ask Pan Wu, but he said to Ruan Lang: "You finally started." ”

There was still blood spilling from the corner of Ruan Lang's mouth, he spat on the ground, his mouth was full of blood in an instant, looking at the mad man, holding his heart and slowly retreating, not wanting to escape, but standing unsteadily in pain, he said indignantly: "Yes, Lu Gui is my father, I sneaked into the good family for so many years just to kill your father to take revenge." ”

Shanbao got off the kang and paced in front of him and asked, "After so many years, you won't have a chance at all, why haven't you done it for a long time?" ”

The implication is that he didn't kill his father Shanxi, but he killed the son of the former prime minister to blame him.

Ruan Lang raised his head and sighed: "It's hard to say." (To be continued.) )