Gu Xing's ears exploded, and he slowly turned his head to look at the old yellow head, "What she said is true?" ”

The old yellow head hesitated to speak, his words full of helplessness, "It's true, if it weren't for that." How could I walk in so easily, I'm afraid I've already died countless times. This poor mountain and bad water, is it a place where the three of us can come and go, and leave as we say? ”

The tourist woman interjected coldly, "Huang Wanli, the past is written off, as long as you do this well, then their lives, I will save them for you." ”

The old yellow head no longer looked at Gu Xing, and fell to his knees, "Thank you for your help, Huang Wanli is grateful." ”

Gu Xing suddenly smelled a strange smell, and after a trace of bad worry flashed in his mind, his eyes were dazzled, and he fell to the ground without knowing who was there. Before he fell into a coma, he heard the old yellow head say to the woman in green: "Don't hurt them a single hair, otherwise after three days, no one will have a good time." ”

The woman in green didn't answer, just nodded and brushed her sleeves away. The old yellow head picked up the unconscious Gu Xing and followed the man in black down.

When Gu Xing woke up, he found that he was in a courtyard with a small bridge and flowing water, and there was a person standing next to the bed, who was the old yellow man who carried him back. The old yellow head looked cheap at this time, looking at Gu Xing with a smile on his face, Gu Xing subconsciously moved back, and asked vigilantly: "Old yellow head, what are you going to do?" ”

The old yellow head leaned forward again, "What can I do, see if you are better, try your luck to raise your breath." ”

Gu Xing came back to his senses, it turned out that during his coma, he would have been healed unconsciously, and he woke up at this time and felt full of energy, so it was. Gu Xing raised his hand to luck, only to feel that the pain around his body was unbearable, and his abdomen was more like being burned by hot charcoal, so he instantly restrained his breath, covered his stomach and gasped on the bed.

The old yellow head saw that Gu Xing's pain was unbearable, so he wanted to step forward to check, but Gu Xing raised his hand to block it, "Old yellow head, you hurt me!" ”

The old yellow head was so angry that he couldn't argue, at this moment the door creaked open, and a maid-like woman walked in with a bowl of smelly decoction, and saw that the two were "ambiguous", and it was not strange, just coughed lightly, put the decoction on the table, and walked out quickly with a sentence of "drink while it is hot". There was a burst of laughter when he closed the door, as if he had seen something terrible.

The two looked at each other, and the old yellow head hurriedly got up and picked up the decoction on the table, handed it to Gu Xing, and said softly: "Drink the medicine first, and after drinking the medicine, the old man will tell you slowly." ”

Gu Xing took the medicine bowl in disbelief, put it under his nose and sniffed, and looked up at the old yellow man's eyes full of disbelief, "Old yellow head, what's added to this?" You'd better make it clear to me, don't bully me for not being able to smell it. ”

The old yellow head smiled embarrassedly, "Isn't it just some ordinary herbs that ventilate and dispel stasis?" What else can you have, drink it quickly and get a good night's sleep. ”

Gu Xing handed the decoction to the old yellow head, and said with a crooked smile: "You old guy, you dare to use this trick to coax a three-year-old child to coax me?" In this bowl of decoction, in addition to hyssop, licorice, bupleurum, peach kernel, safflower, angelica, shengdi, Chuanxiong, red peony, bellflower, and citrus aurantium, do you also add red tongue, Ouroboros, dragon peony and phoenix cricket, do you want to kill me? ”

The old yellow head blew the decoction in his hand, handed it back to Gu Xing, and then sighed, "Your kid guessed right, it's exactly right." But the old man is not harmless. Do you know that Chen Xiaozi's body is terminally ill, and the most important medicine is to use your blood as a medicine. ”

Gu Xing shook when he heard this, and almost lost the decoction. Hurriedly handed the soup bowl to the old yellow head, and hurriedly asked, "Is this true?" You asked me to drink these to regulate my body, induce blood to make medicine? ”

"There is no way to do this, now that Chen Xiaozi is in a coma, the old man Jackdaw can only temporarily suppress the old disease in his body and the toxins of the Three-Day Death Pill. I accidentally discovered that there was an extremely rare breath circulating in your body, which was caused by taking 'Grass', so I found another way to use your blood as a medicine to dispense medicine for Chen Xiaozi. ”

Gu Xing only understood a little at this time, and hurriedly beckoned the old yellow head to bring the medicine bowl, and after taking it, he didn't blow it cold, so he poured it down suddenly. After drinking it, he stuffed it into the old yellow head's hand, and then said with a bitter face: "This medicine is bitter to the heart!" ”

The old yellow head looked at Gu Xing's wrinkled face, and couldn't laugh or cry, "This kind of medicine has to be drunk five times, two bowls each time." After saying that, he stood up and took two steps back, with a sad look.

Gu Xing suddenly fell on the bed, his hands were placed at random, and he said, "Come on, let the storm come more violently......"

The old yellow head was soft and relieved, "When you drink these medicines, Chen Xiaozi will be saved, will you be very happy in this way?" ”

Gu Xing thought seriously for a long time before nodding heavily, "No, I'm very happy." If Chen Fusheng can be saved, it will be a great joy for me. ”

The old yellow head was slightly jealous, "Why?" Why do you value Chen Fusheng so much? As soon as Gu Xing explained the reason, he stepped forward and reprimanded him with a slap in the face. Not for anything else, just to relieve the grievances in my heart.

In the eyes of Lao Huangtou, he is sincere and attentive to Gu Xing. will also pass on the mantle of the knife on credit, which can be described as digging out the heart and lungs, and giving everything to it. But since Chen Fusheng appeared, the two have been sticking together from time to time, and the affection of "Brother Gu" and "Brother Chen" has not taken him to heart at all.

But if this Chen Fusheng is a woman, then that's it. But this Chen Fusheng is a real man, if he is fake, he just looks a little more overwhelmed, and he has the wisdom that is almost demonic, no wonder he is jealous of God.

If you talk about these two points alone, Gu Xing is not enough to be so concerned about Chen Fusheng. But the old yellow head did everything, but he didn't find out why Gu Xing was like this, so he thought of taking advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to tell the truth from Gu Xing's mouth.

In Lao Huangtou's view, Gu Xing must have another thought, otherwise there is only one possibility, that is, Gu Xing has "Longyang's good", but this possibility is very small, but if it is in case, it is better to correct it in time.

Gu Xing pondered for a long time, and seemed to think about it very seriously for a long time, and when he raised his head, he said with a smile: "I don't think about it, I just feel that between heaven and earth, there is someone who understands you and can be born and die with you, and that is enough." ”

"Is it really that simple?" The old yellow head seemed to be unconvinced, and his words were full of doubts. Gu Xing nodded heavily, "If Chen Fusheng is replaced, he will not hesitate." ”

The old yellow head was finally defeated, but he sighed, "Silly boy, can't you see that Chen Fusheng has other plans for you?" The old yellow head didn't seem to be willing to admit defeat and continued to follow the good path.

Gu Xing shook his head, put his hands behind his head, looked at the roof and said with a chuckle: "Even if there are other plans, I am already completely one, even if I give it all to him, what ......?"

As everyone knows, at this time, in another place in the courtyard, Chen Fusheng was lying on the couch half asleep, but he heard what Gu Xing said clearly.

It turned out that the old yellow head came to Chen Fusheng's couch first, and wanted to make a bet with him. Although Chen Fusheng was already in a half-dream and half-awake at this time, he was in a trance, but he was not completely unconscious, and he could still make subtle movements and respond.

At this time of life and death, Lao Huangtou wanted to take advantage of this temptation, if he was not by Gu Xing's side in the future, he could rest assured that Gu Xing would be taken care of by Chen Fusheng. I never thought that under this question, although I didn't ask why, it made the relationship between the two deeper, and Chen Fusheng was even more indifferent to tears, Xu is heartfelt words touched the softest place in Chen Fusheng's heart, and he would cry when he touched it lightly.

The old yellow head had to stand up in a gloomy manner, he knew that Chen Fusheng must have heard it clearly at this time, so he didn't break it, just comforted Gu Xing to rest, and then opened the door and walked out.

After returning to the courtyard and stretching, he let out a long breath of turbidity, then walked to the door on the other side, pushed it open and walked in.

Chen Fusheng, who was lying on the couch, was still asleep at this time, but a few tears in the corners of his eyes concealed that he didn't know what had just happened. The old yellow head sat back on the bed and sighed helplessly: "Why are you so good at demagoguery? ”

Chen Fusheng couldn't answer, nor could he move, but he listened to this sentence in his heart, trying to imagine the corners of his mouth pulling, and sketching a faint smile.

The old yellow head saw it but pretended not to see it, got up and walked to the door, leaving the next sentence, "You have a good rest...... After speaking, he turned around and pushed the door away.

After a while, the old yellow head walked to the top of the main hall, and at this time there was only one woman in green in the hall, and after the two looked at each other for a long time, the woman in green asked softly: "But have you thought clearly?" ”

The old yellow head didn't answer, just nodded indifferently.

The woman in green walked down the steps quickly, stood in front of the old yellow head, wrapped the ends of her hair with great interest, and said coldly: "If you dare to bear me again this time, no matter how far you hide in the world, even if you dig three feet into the ground, you will be broken into thousands of pieces." ”

The old yellow head sighed, "Don't run, I'm tired after running for so many years." ”

"Tired? Who was it at the beginning, regardless of going out to break through, and who was it that wanted to go to Mobei to be loyal to the country? And now? Mobei is already changing, how can there be a place for you bad old man, you should be glad, I remember the old love and let you take a life to a life, if I don't save me when I see death, what can you do to me? ”

"Naturally not, it's just that in this Crow Valley, I'm afraid there will be no more peaceful days, and your birthday will be your sacrifice day!" The old yellow head spoke extremely calmly, as if the two were just gossiping.

The woman in green said three "yes" in a row, and then slowly stabilized her mind, "You cherish an outsider so much?" Don't even care about your own daughter? ”

The old yellow head smiled at this time, "Back then, I wanted the world to be safe, and you wanted me to stay by your side." Isn't it too ironic to say that I want to be by your side now, and you want to get your hands on the world? ”

The woman in green brushed her sleeves away, "Do you know why I am calling the old man of the jackdaw?" ”

The old yellow head tilted his head and thought seriously for a long time, "Isn't this the title left by the predecessors?" ”

"Where did Lao Shizi get the title, this is just my infatuation with you......" The figure of the woman in green disappeared into the darkness, leaving the old yellow head alone to stop and look into the distance, looking into the distance that he once longed for......

The poignant lyrics of the year sounded in my ears, "The jackdaw is easy to return to dust, but the red dust is not old." The spring is cold, and the summer is full of troubles. In autumn, the winter snow has been swept into the robe. When to look forward to the return of the king, the concubine is already old......"