Luo Guan paused for a moment and turned his eyes to look at Song Yang: "Do you want to know what's the matter, let my master and apprentice turn against me?" ”

Song Yang asked rhetorically: "Are you willing to tell me?" ”

In this regard, Luo Guan just shook his head and smiled, and responded: "The grandmaster is also a human being. "The grandmaster is also a human being, and if you have a chance, you want to vomit it quickly.

When Luo Guan was still a baby, he worshiped under Chen Hui's door, he was very good-rooted, talented, and likable, and he was deeply loved by Chen Hui, not only regarded him as the heir to the mantle, but also gave him his only daughter when Luo Guan grew up.

Hearing this, Song Yang was slightly surprised: "Chen Hui has a daughter?" So, he also has a wife? ”

"My wife died early, my sister and I grew up together, I was a childhood sweetheart, and later became my wife, I was very happy, she was the same at that time." Luo Guan smiled.

After starting a family, Luo Guan became a teacher, Chen Hui no longer had anything to worry about, and wandered away from the world; Luo Guan took his junior sister to Yandu, and his skills were immediately reused, everything was fine, if the junior sister had not been out of the wall in a few years...... Unable to tell whether it was shame or sorrow, Luo Guan stretched out his fingers and poked his forehead hard: "I'm a grandmaster!" What's wrong with my family and the people around me, how can I hide it? You can't afford to have a big fight...... That night, I went away in a bad mood, found a place to write a letter of resignation, and planned to throw it in her face the next day, because she was wrong first, and the master would only punish her, not say anything about me. But I forgot at the time, my sister's surname. ”

Song Yang's lips moved, but he still didn't say anything after all.

Luo Guan understood what he meant, and shook his head: "You guessed wrong, she didn't commit suicide, her surname is very domineering, how could she commit suicide?" As soon as I entered the door the next day, an arrow came at the head, and a knife flashed behind her, and she looked for her concubine... Got that man together and ambushed me. ”

Song Yang let out a low sigh.

Luo Guan was unmoved, and his tone was still calm: "Senior sister's skills are only a little worse than mine, and that man is not a mediocre hand, if I fight back with all my strength, I will no longer be able to control life and death, after a vicious battle, only I will survive... In fact, I still can't tell whether I deliberately wanted to kill my sister. She was Master's only daughter, who had grown up pampered since she was a child, and her life was heavier than Master's own life or death. Got it now? That's where my enmity with Master comes from. ”

When Chen Hui heard the news of his daughter's death, he checked the injury again, and the injury was under the skills of the inheritance of this sect, so he didn't know who the murderer was, and Luo Guan had long since lost his whereabouts, and the search was unsuccessful. The red sleeves in Song Yang's hand, the saber that was Chen Hui's daughter, was taken back by Chen Hui after her death, this knife would never have been given away, but the great grandmaster's memory was vague, and he was almost stupid... And as soon as Luo Guan saw Song Yang holding the red sleeves, he immediately regarded him as the one who came to take revenge.

Song Yang frowned: "Does Chen Hui know what happened?" You can't be blamed for this. ”

Luo Guan smiled: "Why do you want to tell him the truth?" Do you want to force him to say, 'You killed my daughter well,' or do you want him to know that his treasure is unclean and ruthless, and force him to be ashamed? Besides, even if he knew the truth, wouldn't he take revenge? ”

"Master's temper, you don't understand. He will take revenge all the same, the only difference is that he doesn't know the truth, he only has hatred, and he will cry after killing me; He knows the truth, he knows that I don't deserve to die, and after killing me, he will kill himself to pay for my life...... You say, "How can I tell him what happened?" ”

"And how could I be right? I don't know my sister's surname best, and I should have thought that she would ambush me in order to escape my father's punishment. I shouldn't have gone back, I had already written a letter of resignation, so I just found someone to send it to her...... In the final analysis, I still killed Master's only relative, and it was only natural for him to seek revenge on me, and all I could do was hide. ”

"After so many years, I have already seen things lightly, but there is only one thing I can't let go: the person closest to Master, who died in my hands. Everything Luo Guan had was given by his old man, but I destroyed everything in his old man's house, and he was so tired that he couldn't laugh for half his life. As he spoke, Luo Guan raised his eyes and looked at Song Yang: "Occasionally, when I get drunk, I will think crankily, if I died in the hands of my junior sister like that... It's not necessarily a bad thing. ”

A father will never feel bad about his daughter.

The only beloved daughter died in the hands of a carefully cultivated heir, and Chen Hui was bent on revenge, but in his old age, why didn't he notice that his memory was gradually declining? He couldn't find or force Luo Guan, but fortunately, Yan Guo held a first-class competition, and the great grandmaster guessed that the disciple would fight on behalf of Da Yan, which was his last chance to take revenge...... But he still couldn't make it to the end, and when he was still in Phoenix, his brain disease began to worsen.

Just look at Chen Hui, very pitiful; And what about Luo Guan?

The only hateful thing is Chen Hui's daughter, who deserves to die. But if this vicious woman can not die, she can get along peacefully with master and apprentice.

Song Yang didn't know what to say, and he really couldn't say anything about it.

And Luo Guan didn't need him to speak, and after telling him about the past, he asked him again: "You say, if I go back to visit Master, will he recognize me?" ”

Unless the master and apprentice really meet, there will be no answer, although Chen Hui has amnesia, no one can guarantee that he will suddenly remember something when he sees the enemy who has been unforgettable in the second half of his life at first glance.

Seeing Songyang's hesitation, Luo Guan probably understood, and didn't pursue anything for the time being, so he changed the topic: "I heard you say just now, your relationship with his old man is all because of 'butterfly blue', how do you know about this medicinal material?" ”

At the mention of this, Song Yang's spirits perked up, and he immediately showed a look of concern: "This recipe was prescribed by my uncle for Chen Hui, the two of them should be old acquaintances, you have followed Chen Hui since childhood, you can know ......"

Unexpectedly, before Song Yang could ask the question he was most concerned about, Luo Guan frowned: "How is it possible?" I know the miracle doctor friend he mentioned by the old man, she is a woman, how can it be your uncle? ”

"Huh?" Song Yang was stunned, of course his uncle would not be a woman. Soon he came back to his senses and continued to ask: "Chen Hui's miracle doctor friend... Do you know where she is? ”

There is a big difference between the matter and Song Yang's original guess, but 'Butterfly Blue' is clearly a miracle medicine unknown to the world, so it is not difficult to take another step down: there is an extra one in the middle. You Li may not know Chen Hui, but these two old monsters must know the same person, the 'Divine Doctor Friend'.

What made Song Yang really overjoyed was that Luo Guan nodded steadily at his question: "I know, but she never comes into contact with outsiders, if you want to see her... I'll help you get the word on if she agrees. ”

Song Yang jumped up from the ground, so excited that even his voice couldn't help but tremble a little, and said incoherently: "Please, please be sure to convey it, my uncle called You Li, but it may be a pseudonym, but it doesn't matter, he looks unusually recognizable, thin like a bamboo pole, sleepless and always has two black bags under his face, and he is born with a stinky temper......"

In a hurry, Song Yang told all the characteristics about You Li that he could think of, and after that, it was not enough, so he seriously instructed a few more words, and finally said to Luo Guan: "Please be sure to inform that senior, I want to see her no matter what." Thank you, seniors. ”

As he spoke, he was about to give a big salute, Luo Guan waved his hand to support him, and smiled: "I can't stand steadily, don't always think about giving a salute, I will definitely bring it, as for whether I see her, it depends on her." ”

Song Yang thanked him seriously, and then the two chatted for a while, and they had to mention the 'Yipin Fight', as Song Yang had expected before, Luo Guan would represent Dayan, Su Hang said it was really good, the First Pin Fight would definitely be postponed for a few months, but why the postponement Luo Guan didn't ask, it was because it was not clear why.

Before he knew it, it was dawn, and Luo Guan hired a car for Song Yang to send him back to the post house, and the two parted.

…

Song Yang's injury was not light or serious, he himself was proficient in pharmacology, and recuperating from the injury was not a big deal, after returning to the post house, he prescribed a prescription to ask the servants to help him catch the medicine, and he decocted it himself, rested for a while to ease his spirits, and then went out again after lunch.

Walking on the street this time, Song Yang found that his bald head was really conspicuous enough, and there were always passers-by looking at him with a smile. A bald head with ordinary clothes is indeed not very presentable.

But if he wore a monk's robe now, it would be even more shocking, because the place where he went was the largest gathering place in the world.

Although it is still in the afternoon, in the words of the previous life, it has nothing to do with Fengyuefang is already a 'business district', and it is still lively at the moment, but there are not many flowers in the building, and the more the frost leakage pavilion is open, the little girl Ye Feifei is not there, Song Yang is hesitant to go in, but he didn't expect that the people inside have already seen him, Ye Feifei leaned out of the window and greeted him: "Go up...... Hey? ”

No matter how calm and calm she usually is, after all, she is still a teenage girl, and she will always have a lively mind, and suddenly seeing Song Yang become a bad bald head, Ye Feifei couldn't help laughing: "Come up." ”

Li Mingji is not in the building, and she looks like the most humble maid, but she is actually the person in charge of the building. When they met, Ye Feifei had already returned to his usual indifference, and he didn't even say a word of greeting, he took Song Yang and walked all the way to the room at the end of the corridor, and stretched out his hand: "It's here." ”

Tan Guide.

Song Yang was somewhat surprised: "I thought it would be hidden in a secret room or something." Ye Feifei replied expressionlessly: "If Yan Bing knows that he is here, can he hide in the secret room?" ”

Song Yang smiled, didn't say anything more, and walked to the bed.

In the past, he was a powerful barbarian and commanded a generation of famous commanders who commanded thousands of troops and horses to fight on the battlefield...... Eighteen years ago, before the 100-year-old banquet, he was led by Prime Minister Fu to see him, and if he thought about it carefully, Song Yang could even remember the soaring footsteps and loud laughter at that time...... Now he is only a living dead!

The old man was stiff, his complexion was dull, his mouth was half open, and he could smell the stench of his breath when he got closer, and his eyes were occasionally open, his eyes were cloudy and scattered, and he didn't know what he wanted to see or if he could see it.

Song Yang sighed, took out and placed the medicines, needles and stones and other applications he brought with him, reached out and took the wrist of the old handsome, and began to diagnose the disease.

(To be continued)