Lan hurriedly walked in.

Mu Ya hurriedly went up to check Hu Yanlie's pulse, but immediately put her mind at ease.

"Yan Shi, don't worry! His Royal Highness only forcibly exerted his strength when his body was not cured, and he was overtired and newly injured, resulting in physical exhaustion and deficiency of qi and blood, I will be fine if I prescribe some medicine to recuperate." And let him rest well, and don't disturb him again. Turning around and pulling Lan aside, "It's just why did it look like this?"

Hearing her say this, Lan's heart calmed down: "Yesterday, the medical officer also said the same, but the Yan family only wants to listen to you." Thankfully, since it was fine, I was relieved. ”

After a pause, he continued: "Yesterday evening, I don't know who actually entered your hospital and wanted to assassinate Lie'er. Fortunately, he was able to walk on the ground, and I sent some more men around, so I narrowly escaped the catastrophe, hey......"

"Who could it be that you want to assassinate Your Highness II?" Mu Ya was surprised in her heart, "But someone saw the appearance of the assassin?"

"Everyone who sees it says it's a cloud of black gas, but how can it hurt people? ”

Mu Ya nodded, came to the abandoned side again, and took a closer look before he was relieved.

"Mu Ya, why did you come back so quickly when you entered the mountain this time? Could it be that it didn't go well?" Lan didn't see the two Jianyong who were arranged for Mu Ya, and he was also a little worried.

"Yan, our trip went smoothly, but it's a pity that you arranged for my two brothers. ”

"Come, Muya. Lan pulled Mu Ya to sit down, "Speak slowly!"

Mu Ya told Lan Shi about the experience of the past two days.

"Is there really such a strange thing in this world?" Lan's eyes widened, and he shuddered, "That grass can really manipulate other people's souls, so how can it be concocted to be able to use it to revive people's souls?"

Mu Ya shook her head: "I don't know. If you still can't find a way to concoct it after looking through the medical codex, you can only try some of the methods used in daily life first. ”

Suddenly, I heard the guards outside the house shouting, "Who?"

The two of them saw a flower in front of them, and there was already one more person in the room.

A middle-aged Taoist priest in a gray robe was looking Lan up and down.

Lan Shi was taken aback: the sky is blue, and this assassin still dares to come?

Just as he was about to shout loudly, several soldiers rushed in from outside the door and surrounded the Taoist priests.

"Dao Chief, why are you?" Mu Ya recognized at a glance that the person was the Taoist priest on Ling Mountain who saved his life.

"It's okay, you guys go out!" Listening to Mu Ya's tone, Lan had already guessed who he was. With a sigh of relief in his heart, with a wave of his hand, the soldier retreated.

"After many years, Lao Dao can't let him go in his heart - the farther he goes west, the more he misses him in his heart, and he can't help but come back to see. Lao Dao only looked around, his eyes were full of warmth, "This is Brother Ling's former residence?"

"Exactly!" Mu Ya replied, "After my brother became the national teacher, he was rewarded with a mansion, but he was still willing to live here, only saying that he was accompanied by medicinal herbs, and his heart was pure. ”

"Hmm!" the Taoist priest turned around, glanced at Hu Yanlie on the wooden table, and grabbed his wrist in the past, "Young age, what are you doing lying down?"

Seeing that he suddenly went to catch Hu Yanlie, Lan Shi was anxious, and was about to say something to stop her, but Mu Ya quietly grabbed her.

But when he saw Hu Yanlie "Huh-" let out a long breath, he sat up slowly.

"Lie'er!" Lan hurriedly went over to help.

Hu Yanlie seemed to be in a trance, and shook his head: "Mother, I seem to be fine!"

Suddenly remembering something, he jumped down from the wooden table: "By the way, my brother is okay, right?"

When I raised my eyes, I saw a Taoist priest in the room, and I unconsciously looked in front of my mother and Mu Ya: "Who are you?"

The Taoist priest ignored him completely, walked straight to the sink, and looked at him: "Mu Ya, is he the friend you want to save?"

Mu Ya patted Hu Yanlie's shoulder, signaled him to relax, and also walked to the sink and squatted: "Exactly!"

Suddenly remembered something: "Mu Ya was fortunate to be rescued by the Taoist Commander yesterday, but until now I don't know the name of the Taoist Chief." ”

"Xuan Yuan. The Taoist priest's eyes all fell on the abandonment, and he only replied casually.

"Did this friend of yours be bruised?"

"Hmm. ”

"The person who hurt him has a deep hatred for him, and he has completely scattered his soul? ”

"Yes, we're very anxious. Daoist Xuanyuan, how should Cheng Ruo concoct it to help my friend resurrect his soul?"

Xuan Yuan glanced at Mu Ya: "You don't know?"

Muya shook her head.

Seeing her shake her head, Xuan Yuan actually laughed: "You don't know, how can the old Taoist know?"

Seeing his appearance, it didn't seem to be a joke, Mu Ya was speechless for a while, and she didn't know how to answer.

Xuan Yuan looked around again, and his eyes fell on the half of the gourd and the scimitar with a broken handle on the table: "These two things are interesting!"

Hu Yanlie walked over, and he had heard all the conversations between Mu Ya and Xuan Yuan: "Dao Chief, this gourd belongs to my friend, but the scimitar is a relic of Mu Ya's late brother Mu Ertuo. ”

Then he turned to Mu Ya, a little embarrassed: "Mu Ya, I was in a hurry last night, I took this knife off the wall to defend against the enemy, but I didn't know that it suddenly broke!"

When Xuan Yuan saw the knife, he fell into deep thought: "I don't have any impression of this scimitar, when he fought with me back then, Brother Ling was holding a copper hammer. ”

"My brother went to the north when he went to the north, and he found this knife from nowhere, and he has been carrying it with him ever since. Muya nodded.

"A knife is a good knife! Cast from cold iron, it seems to have no edge, and when it touches the gold stone, it is extremely sharp. Xuan Yuan took the knife and swiped it lightly on the iron chain beside him, and the chain was broken into two "bangs", and everyone was startled.

"Why is the handle of the knife so light, but it is still hollow, isn't it difficult to carry the knife?" Xuan Yuan looked at it for a long time, revealing a strange look.

"There is a scroll of ancient Jane ...... in the original handle of the knife," Hu Yanlie glanced at.

"Are you talking about this thing?" I don't know when, Xuan Yuan has slowly unfolded the ancient Jane. It was very old, full of worms and beetles, dark brown in color.

"What kind of broken book, such a strange name?"

Hu Yanlie remembered the strange situation last night, and wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

I saw Xuan Yuan's face full of astonishment and joy, his eyes widened wider and wider, and golden characters could be seen flashing in his eyes. Mu Ya was beside him, but he found that the sky above the ancient Jane was empty, and he was surprised.

Hu Yanlie saw Mu Ya's strange expression, and also leaned over.

Obviously, there was nothing above Gu Jian, but Xuan Yuan seemed to be extremely fascinated. When he looked at him again, his eyes had turned golden, and his expression of shock and joy was gone, his face twitched, and his hair was distended.

"Oh no, this Jane is weird!" Hu Yanlie raised his hand, wanting to snatch Gu Jian from his hand.

"Bang!" as soon as he touched Jane, he flew sideways.

"Your Taoist priest, why did you hurt my Lie'er?" Lan Shi had been standing aside, and when he saw Xuan Yuan knocking Hu Yanlie into the air, he was anxious.

ran over and hugged Hu Yanlie, shouting, "Hurry up!"

Hula outside the door rushed in several soldiers.

"Quickly snatch the bamboo slip from the Taoist priest's hand!" Lan pointed at Xuan Yuan.

The soldiers rushed up. But they all seemed to hit a huge wall, and the few who rushed to the front were ejected more than a foot away, knocking the bottles and cans of medicine boiling in the room to pieces, and they couldn't get up at all with their teeth bared.

At this time, Xuan Yuan's eyes were full of golden light, and a huge golden aura was formed above his head. In the aura, if the Yangtze River is surging, you can faintly hear the sound of the tiger roaring and the dragon's groan. The golden light is refracted on the roof wall, only to see the figures of the people, the cars and horses, the scenery of the four seasons, the short and long of the hundred schools, and the countless years only come and go with the light, so that people have an indescribable sense of vicissitudes.

Xuan Yuan himself was already like gold paper, the corners of his mouth were crooked, and his body couldn't stand like chaff.

After another moment, he finally fell to the ground with a "plop", his eyes slowly closed, and the golden light in the room gradually dimmed and disappeared.

Everyone awoke from the reflection of the golden light. Mu Ya hurriedly stepped forward and carefully touched him, but there was no response. As soon as he took his pulse, there was nothing abnormal, except that he seemed to be in a slumber and snored deeply.

"The old Taoist is fine, why did he become like this when he read the book? How is this good?" Mu Ya was secretly anxious in her heart.

"What the hell?" Hu Yanlie had already gotten up and walked over.

Picking up the ancient Jane from the ground, he looked at it for a long time, and shook his head: "Strange, strange - he actually fell asleep?"

In the next few days, Mu Ya only took out all the Chinese medicine books in the hall and browsed them carefully, but she did not find a way to concoct Cheng Ruo.

"I've been reading these medical books since I was a child, and if there is a way to restore the soul, I will have an impression...... If you go on like this, I'm afraid it will be a waste of time, but it will not help. Mu Ya turned to look at the abandoned lying in the sink, with an anxious look in her eyes.

"Why don't I try the ones I use every day. Mu Ya made up her mind, prepared all kinds of tools and utensils, and then carefully took out Cheng Ruo from her skin.

"I'll try to cut a blade of grass first, mash it up and make a potion for the boy to drink. ”

Mu Ya took out a silver scissor, chose a blade of grass, and cut it down with a "click".

"Pop", like cutting on gold and iron, Mu Ya's fingers hurt. The blade of grass was not hurt in the slightest, but the scissors were already open.

"Hey, this grass is really different, it's tougher than ordinary gold and iron. A thought suddenly popped into Mu Ya's mind, "Since it's so tough, why don't I try this." ”

She took her brother's scimitar and cut it at the blade of grass.

A blood-colored scratch appeared on the blade of grass, and the grass let out a scream. A flash of blue light made the scratches disappear in an instant.

The knife seems to have done something to it, it can cut the leaves, but the grass repairs itself, how is that good?

Mu Ya tried all kinds of methods again, but it still didn't work, and she didn't feel a little discouraged.

"Muya!" it was Hu Yanlie who came.

I don't know what method Xuan Yuan used that day, but he has fully recovered.

In the past few days, in order not to disturb him, Mu Ya simply drove him back to the palace to live.

"Dao Chief?" Hu Yanlie pushed the door and suddenly shouted.

Mu Ya was taken aback, turned around, and stood behind her with a smile, wasn't it Xuan Yuan?