Yue Zhi changed his usual appearance and chattered.

Yingluo looked at him like this, and the tears in her eyes deepened, and they both understood the importance of Childe to themselves.

"That'...... What about the monastic assembly? ”

Yue Zhi heard the words "Exodus Conference", and only then did he react, and there are still many things blocking him at the moment.

"The ...... of the Sect Meeting," he looked at Yingluo with a frown.

"Si Fei's matter, Gongzi ordered, you must not tell Zhou Huanchun, Si Fei has been hidden in the rivers and lakes for so many years, and there must be her purpose when she suddenly appears, let's just observe it secretly."

"However, in the end, there will only be one winner on Fan Yangcheng's side." Yingluo said worriedly.

"A Winner......"

Zhou Huanchun sat in Wu Er's medical hall, wearing the old coarse cloth clothes he usually wore when he was in the medical hall, and was in a daze while fanning the fire with a fan.

"Oops, hey, you're going to fry the medicine for me......"

Wu Eryi snatched the fan in Zhou Huanchun's hand, and Zhou Huanchun realized that the fire of the decoction in front of him had already been fanned into a fire by himself, and the medicine in the jar was gurgling, and it was about to be pasted.

"I'm ......" Zhou Huanchun came back to her senses, and didn't know what to say for a while.

"I'm worried about the Sect Meeting." Wu Er was wearing the same coarse cloth clothes as Zhou Huanchun, and sat on the haystack next to Zhou Huanchun, and he smiled lightly.

Zhou Huanchun looked at his clothes stained with grass clippings, and said with disgust: "Other doctors pay attention to the clean and spotless clothes on their bodies, why are you so unparticular." ”

Wu Er listened to Zhou Huanchun's words and patted his shirt hard.

"Hmph, poor and exquisite, it's not that my medical skills are not as high as mine."

Zhou Huanchun looked at Wu Er's triumphant appearance and slowly sank her face.

"What's the matter, girl?"

"Girl?" Zhou Huanchun was almost shocked by Wu Er's two words.

"When I gave you motherwort, don't you know what it means?" Wu Er said calmly.

Zhou Huanchun then remembered that she knew that Wu Er knew that she was a woman, but the two of them had never talked about it face-to-face.

"That'...... You can't ...... in front of so many people" Zhou Huanchun looked around and found that there was no one in the medical hall today, only a beggar basking in the sun sitting on the threshold, and his voice finally lowered.

"That'...... Miss? ”

Zhou Huanchun heard the temptation in Wu Er's mouth and shook his head.

"I already know that Zhou Lingmo is a man's business, but he doesn't know my business yet."

Wu Er listened to Zhou Huanchun's words, lowered his head and poked the fire.

"Don't tell Zhou Lingmo about me, now he ......"

Zhou Huanchun thought of Zhou Lingmo, and suddenly felt a panic in her heart for no reason.

"Childe is in the Phantom Sound Building, there will be no problem." Wu Er said calmly.

Zhou Huanchun didn't say anything more.

"Did anything happen to the monastic assembly?" Wu Er looked at Zhou Huanchun and asked.

"Hmm......" Zhou Huanchun remembered the glimpse on the field today, and nodded affirmatively.

In the morning, after watching the one named Si Fei, they left the viewing seats.

When they were about to leave, Si Fei happened to come out of the field, she was alone, and people avoided everywhere she walked, and when she walked to Zhou Huanchun and them, a gust of wind gently blew away her hood.

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Huanchun vaguely saw that under the hood, it was the face of a not very young woman.

That face is familiar......

Yingluo looked at Yuezhi, who had already begun to pack her luggage, and grabbed his arm.

"Yuezhi." She said coldly.

"I know how worried you are about Childe, but you must at least wait until the letter from the Phantom Sound Building arrives before you can act, if there is too little time......"

Yue Zhi shook off Yingluo's hand, and he turned his head, his eyes all scarlet.

"Too little time? If there is too little time, can we just wait for Childe to die? ”

The word "death" was spit out from the innermost part of Yuezhi with difficulty, and his eyes were red, looking at Yingluo in sight.

"No, since Su Wuchen said that he would exchange two years for twenty years, then he will definitely not break his promise."

Hearing Yingluo's words, Yuezhi was originally packing her luggage and fell to her side.

"Yingluo, I'm really tired, it's been so many years, don't say who poisoned Childe, we don't even know what kind of poison is in Childe."

Yingluo gently pushed his luggage aside.

"I know."

On the side of the Phantom Building, Su Wuchen looked at the silver needles on Zhou Lingmo's body that had all changed color, and his brows furrowed even tighter, he probably already knew what kind of poison Zhou Lingmo had on his body.

However, he did not dare to make judgments.

Su Wuchen asked the gourd beside him to go to his room to get a pile of snow-white rice paper.

He took a piece of paper and gently covered it on Zhou Lingmo's chest.

At this moment, Zhou Lingmo now only has a pair of white silk pants on his body, lying on the cold jade bed, but he is covered in sweat.

Su Wuchen carefully covered the white paper on Zhou Lingmo's chest, took another piece of paper and crumpled it into a ball, and stuffed it into Zhou Lingmo's palm.

Zhou Lingmo's palms were full of sweat, and soon, the rice paper was wet.

Su Wuchen picked up the rice paper that was wet with Zhou Lingmo's sweat and the paper on his chest that was also soaked in sweat, and put it in the huge glazed vessel on the side, which was originally full of blue liquid, and as soon as the two pieces of paper entered the glazed vessel, the originally calm blue liquid began to boil violently.

Su Wuchen frowned and looked at all this in front of him, knowing it in his heart.

Zhou Lingmo must still have immediate family members alive in this world!

As long as that person is found, the poison on Zhou Lingmo's body can be completely removed.

Pulling a piece of paper casually, Su Wuchen began to write a letter to Fan Yangcheng.

Yuezhi and Yingluo stayed in the tea house, and after Yuezhi heard Yingluo's plan, he began to think about the Phantom Building, and then took action after understanding the situation.

Unconsciously, the sky darkened, and the cold bamboo forest outside the tea house was full of shadows, Yingluo now had no intention of thinking about the Sect Initiation Conference, if there was no Zhou Lingmo, everything they were doing now would be meaningless.

"Who!"

Yue Zhi suddenly heard a small movement on the roof of the tea house, and he stood up suddenly.

At this time, a figure landed at the door of the tea house, the figure of the person was hiding in the shadows, and Yue Zhi saw the big "phantom" word on his chest just by looking at it.

"You are? The people of the Phantom Building? Tsukichi put down the teacup.

"Yes." The man wore a mask, and without a superfluous word, took out an envelope from the placket of his shirt and respectfully handed it to Yuezhi.

Looking at this letter, Yue Zhi knew very well in his heart that this person must have been sent by Su Wuchen.

There are a lot of secret intelligence agencies in the Phantom Sound Building, which they don't know, and now that this person has come and gone without a trace, they are naturally not qualified to ask too much.

Yue Zhi thanked the secret guard and hurriedly tore open the envelope in his hand.

"The poison on Zhou Lingmo's body is known, my brother will be alive, and he knows the whereabouts of his son, and he can find it in March."

Holding the paper in his hand tightly, Yuezhi breathed a long sigh of relief after reading the last sentence.

"Does Su Wuchen already know what kind of poison is in Childe's body?"

Yingluo looked at the piece of paper again in disbelief, and then looked at Yuezhi, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.

"Su Wuchen said that he knew, then he must know." Yuezhi wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve and took a deep breath, his eyes full of hope.

"He is so sure that Childe's brother is still alive, which means that the poison on Childe's body must have something to do with his brother." As she spoke, Yingluo frowned, and there was a hint of doubt in her tone.

Four or five hours later, the two of them, whose nerves had been tense, finally relaxed at this time, looked at the dark sky that still showed a little light, and fell into silence.

Inside the Wu Second Medical Museum.

"You say this because you think that after that woman appeared, you felt that she was a little inexplicably familiar, but you still can't remember where you saw her?" Wu Er listened to Zhou Huanchun's story about Si Fei, and said while using an old coarse cloth to take the medicine on the stove.

"Have you ever heard of the name Sifei before?" Zhou Huanchun didn't answer directly, but looked at Wu Er's rolling eyes, and her intuition told her what the person in front of her knew.

Si Fei ......

This name reminded Wu Er of a lot of old memories.

At the same time, a hint of darkness flashed in his eyes.

"I know her, but she has nothing to do with me, I know that she just has a bad reputation because she is strong in martial arts and likes to make waves in the rivers and lakes."

"Bad reputation?" Zhou Huanchun helped Wu Er pour the freshly boiled decoction into the stoneware bowl, and the dark decoction exuded a strong medicinal smell.

"Yes, indiscriminately killing innocents or something, but she has been in hiding for many years, why did she come out again now?" Wu Er added some special white powder to the decoction while it was hot, and stirred it in one direction with the pestle used to pound the medicine.

Zhou Huanchun didn't have any impression of the name Si Fei, she just felt that this person might exist in the part of her forgotten memory, so she couldn't help but ask.

"Her martial arts should be very high, back then ......" Wu Er seemed to think of something, paused, and stopped talking.

"What back then?" Zhou Huanchun took the medicine pestle in Wu's second-hand and helped him grind it.

"I'll talk about these things for you later." Wu Erchang sighed and said no more.

"Uncle." When Zhou Huanchun wanted to ask something, she heard Yingluo's voice.

"Yingluo, what's wrong with your voice?" Zhou Huanchun suddenly noticed that Yingluo's voice was a little different from usual, and her voice was a little muffled.

"Uncle, I'm fine." Yingluo lowered her head, her voice still a little muffled.

Wu Er was watching the fire boiling medicine on the side, and did not look at Yingluo's side.

After a while, Yingluo pulled Zhou Huanchun's sleeve.

"Uncle, the situation has changed." Zhou Huanchun's eyes widened suddenly, but before she could ask more, she saw two people at the door, who seemed to be looking for Wu Er's illness.

Zhou Huanchun hurriedly said goodbye to Wu Er and walked to the inn with Yingluo.

"What's going on?" As soon as she went out, Zhou Huanchun asked Yingluo.

"It's about Childe." Yingluo replied simply. "The letter from Phantom Sound Building already knows what kind of poison Childe has, and if you want to pull out the poison, you must find Childe's brother who disappeared more than 20 years ago."

"Brother?" Zhou Huanchun had never heard Zhou Lingmo say that he still had a brother, but then he thought about it, how much did he really know about Zhou Lingmo?

"We have three months to find Childe's brother."

Looking at the lights gradually lit up on the street, Zhou Huanchun's eyes reflected the dancing flames.

"What Su Wuchen means is that Zhou Lingmo's brother is very likely to have something to do with this Sect Initiation Conference, right?" Zhou Huanchun sat on a chair, with pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table in front of her, and Yingluo was dressed in pink, sitting opposite her, delicate and lovely.