Summary of the previous chapter: Ma Xiaoquan cured Cao Pi's illness, and at the same time instructed his apprentice Mao Gang to investigate the source of the disease, while Mao Gang had other ideas

+++++++++++++++++++++ a few days later, Mao Gang replied to his master, Ma Xiaoquan, saying that the source of the disease had been found.

Ma Xiaoquan was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly asked Mao Gang to take him there.

Previously, Mao Gang and Lu Xian had a good negotiation, and after a series of bargaining, Lu Xian promised to send a substitute for the dead ghost, but he needed all the personal information of Ma Xiaoquan in Mao Gang's hands.

When people are over fifty years old, the things between men and women are much lighter, Lu Xian looked at the bronze mirror, touched his hair that had begun to turn gray, and sighed helplessly.

"Hey~~" Lu Xian turned his head to Yuan Fang and said, "Yuan Fang, it's been twenty years in the blink of an eye." ”

Yuan Fang also sighed in his heart, since the year of the crusade against Dong Zhuo, he has been by Lu Xian's side, helping him to give advice and help him find that thing.

Twenty years have passed now, and there is still no concrete information about what is being found, and the person who is looking for it is old.

"Childe!" Yuan Fang took a step forward and slowly lowered his head.

Lu Xian buckled the mirror on the table, shook his head and said, "Yuan Fang, do you remember what that guy said?" ”

Yuan Fang raised his head, looked at Lu Xian, and nodded slightly.

"He said" Lu Xian raised his head and closed his eyes gently, "He said that no matter how strong and powerful we are, we will not be able to defeat the years in the end."

Yuan Fang didn't answer, and at this moment, in his heart, he felt the same way.

Lu Xian continued: "When I was alone, I kept thinking, what was I searching for that thing for so many years? Even if I get it one day, what else can I do? How much time do I have? How much time do I have left? ”

Yuan Fang raised his head, and just as he was about to speak, Lu Xian stood up suddenly, slammed his fist on the table, and roared: "So I don't accept it, why can he Ma Xiaoquan stay young forever, why can he Ma Xiaoquan not grow old and die, why?"

Seeing that Gongzi kept complaining, Yuan Fangxin said: Lu Xian, Gongzi, I have been with you for so many years, in fact, there are many times when I can kill you to avenge Luo Shan, but I didn't do it, do you know why

Ma's compound, late at night.

Ma Xiaoquan was about to go to bed when suddenly a dart broke through the window.

Ma Xiaoquan subconsciously dodged, and the dart pierced into the pillar of the house with a "boom".

"Huh?" Ma Xiaoquan's mind was concentrated for a while, and a light blue flame ignited on his right index finger, and through the light of the flame, Ma Xiaoquan saw the darts on the column.

There was a circle of white scrolls tied to the dart, it seemed that there should be something like a letter, Ma Xiaoquan stretched out his left hand to hold the dart tied to the column, and with a slight force, pulled the dart out of the column.

Extinguishing the light blue flame of his right index finger, Ma Xiaoquan lit the candlestick, then approached, unfolded the white scroll and looked at it, Ma Xiaoquan's brows immediately wrinkled tightly.

"Whoo" twice, after reading it, Ma Xiaoquan put the white roll on the candle flame and burned it to ashes.

"Hmm~~" Ma Xiaoquan dragged his chin and said to himself: "So, Lu Xian has already arrived in Yecheng?" ”

Ma Xiaoquan smiled slightly, and secretly made a decision in his heart.

Early the next morning, Ma Xiaoquan went to an inn alone.

The owner of the inn didn't seem too surprised when he saw Ma Xiaoquan, the other party just turned sideways, made a gesture of please, and turned his head and walked away.

With a "crunch", Ma Xiaoquan pushed open the door on one side and walked in slowly.

"You're finally here."

The corners of Ma Xiaoquan's mouth raised slightly, and he was not polite, sat down, picked up the kettle and teacup, poured himself a cup, and then drank it all.

"You're not afraid of me being poisoned?"

Ma Xiaoquan wiped the water marks from the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: "Then it depends on whether your poison can poison me!" ”

"Haha" The person who spoke slowly stepped forward and sat opposite Ma Xiaoquan.

"Lu Xian," Ma Xiao said with a comprehensive smile, "Counting, we have known each other for more than ten years, right?" ”

Lu Xian nodded and said, "Yes, calculate the time, I suddenly remembered the scene when we first met"

Ma Xiaoquan laughed: "Do you remember Bian Rang?" ”

Lu Xian said disdainfully: "Although this person is very talented, he is unruly, and in the end, he is also killed. ”

Ma Xiaoquan nodded and said, "You came to me, what do you want to say to me?" ”

Lu Xian sighed, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it all.

"I have a few questions for you!"

Ma Xiaoquan nodded: "Just right, I also have a few questions I want to ask you." ”

Lu Xian snorted: "Do you want to ask, why am I looking for the same thing as you?" ”

Ma Xiaoquan didn't say anything, which was equivalent to acquiescence.

Lu Xian pursed his lips and smiled, and said slowly: "When I was very young, I saw a man recently, and I remember it very clearly, because the clothes on that man were clothes that I had never seen in my life, or rather, it didn't look like fabric at all. ”

Lu Xian said, pulling out a small burden from under the table.

He slowly put the small burden on the table, and carefully opened the burden layer by layer.

"Huh?" Ma Xiaoquan saw the things in the little baggage, and his heart was a little uneasy.

Lu first glanced at Ma Xiaoquan and said: "This dress was left by him, how he left it, I can't remember, but what I remember is that the owner of this dress touched my head, and then I fainted, and when I woke up, I didn't remember anything."

Listening to Lu Xian's retelling, Ma Xiaoquan's heart was full of turmoil.

The person Lu Xian said, apart from the first-generation entity traverser Huang Jingming, who else could there be?

Huang Jingming left too many questions in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, and also left too many things that should not be left.

Ma Xiaoquan didn't want to talk too much about Huang Jingming, but as he stayed in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, Ma Xiaoquan found himself getting closer to Huang Jingming.

"How did you meet him?" Ma Xiaoquan asked Lu Xian.

Lu Xian smiled slightly, and handed the clothes in the small bag to Ma Xiaoquan: "I don't know, I only know that when I was very young, one day there was a sudden person like that in the family, wearing such clothes, and my father"

"And your father?"

Lu Xian smiled slightly, and asked rhetorically, "Ma Xiaoquan, do you know Lu Zhi?" ”

Ma Xiaoquan was stunned for a moment, nodded and said, "Of course I know." ”

"Then do you know that Lu Zhi has a younger brother?"

Ma Xiaoquan was stunned again, looked at Lu Xian, and suddenly reacted: "Could it be that your father is Lu Zhi's younger brother?" ”

Ma Xiaoquan patted his head, he should have thought of this a long time ago.

Lu Xian nodded: "My father Lu Ming, the word is strong, hehe, everyone knows that there is a Lu Zhi, but they don't know that Lu Zhi also has a younger brother, oh, it should be said that it is one of Lu Zhi's younger brothers, haha"

Lu Xian's words seemed a little sad at this point.

Ma Xiaoquan didn't continue to ask, but lowered his head and fiddled with the clothes in his hand.

Speaking of clothes, according to current standards, it should be a jacket.

The jacket is made of a special fabric that is waterproof and fireproof.

Why Ma Xiaoquan is so clear is because he also has one.

It's just that on the back of this jacket, there is a Xuanwu pattern printed.

Mingfa once said that among the superpowered warriors of Huang Jingming's generation, there are four people who are known as the "Four Spirit Generals" of the underground world, and among them, the one nicknamed "Northern Xuanwu" is Huang Jingming.

This jacket is printed with a Xuanwu pattern, needless to say, it must be Huang Jingming's.

"Did your father tell you what he talked to the owner of this garment?"

Lu Xian smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Father blasted me and my brother out, and none of us knew what they talked about?" ”

"Brother? Do you have a brother? ”

Lu Xian smiled bitterly again: "If my brother is alive, maybe I will already be full of children and grandchildren now, hehe"