Come in a hurry, leave slowly.

Since he decided not to fight for the source of the poison, Summerr Khan has nothing to do, and now he is weak and can't stand the bumps, so he simply slows down his pace, stops and goes, and enjoys the exotic scenery along the way, which is also comfortable.

They have been walking for more than half a month, they have not left Nanli, this day just set off from the inn, suddenly a fast horse galloped over, Ah Xia looked vigilant, reached out to cover the scimitar hidden in the bag, but soon she relaxed, it was their own people, hidden in Nanli's eyes.

After talking for a while, Axia's expression became solemn, and she turned around and boarded the prince's car, she was originally a woman of Summerr Khan, there was no one else in the car, so she didn't need to pay too much attention to etiquette, and said directly: "I just knew something, it is very important." ”

'Out of the East' was bored, stretched out his hand to pull Asha into his arms, and asked with a smile: "What's the matter?" As he spoke, a hand went deep into her neckline from behind and forward.

Ah Xia did not resist, but his body softened a little, and he reported in his mouth: "A few days ago, a confidential piece of news came to the Nanli Imperial Court, a small town called Yanziping in the west..."

Ah Xia's face was slightly red, and he glanced back at the prince with a smile, and continued: "There was a sudden outbreak of plague in the town, and no one in the town was spared. ”

Hearing the word 'plague', the prince stopped, and his tone was much more serious: "What kind of plague? What were the symptoms of the deceased? and waterlogging ......"

Ah Xia shook his head: "As soon as this matter entered the court, it was immediately covered, it was too specific to know, but there were a few clues that still leaked out." ”

"The one who found out about this was an official from a book station, and he went to the town to deliver a letter... The important thing is that it has been raining in the area before and after, and it happened that the day he went was a sunny day. ”

"The matter that came out of the west, under the jurisdiction of the king of Zhenxi, seems to involve 'fighting for merit', the king of Zhenxi does not allow other families to interfere, and sends soldiers and horses to block the town, but the circle of blockade is dozens of miles away, and he has never sent anyone close to the town, and the news from the army is... Wait for the rain to stop. ”

The Uighurs had already found out about the relationship between the rain and the plague, and when they heard this, Samer Khan could not understand it, and said in a deep voice: "It's the waterlogging plague." ”

In Nanli's hands, there was no antidote to the waterlogging epidemic, and the antidote was escorted with the corpse, and all of his brains were robbed by Shanxiu.

After Ah Xia presented the secret report, he said softly: "Prince, I will go this time, in the name of the holy fire, Ah Xia swears to bring back the poison source." ”

Summerr Khan groaned, and after a while, he slowly spoke: "When I was in Phoenix, Song Yang and I said a word... He wanted me to remember that there was no more waterlogging in the world, and he swore by his surname. At that time, he was biting hard. ”

Ah Xia turned around and looked at Samer Khan, his eyes puzzled: "But the waterlogging epidemic is clear, and it appears in Yanziping... This is a great opportunity, even if you trust Song Yang Wangjia, at least send someone over to verify it. ”

"Either believe in Him or you don't, and never have to believe in Him and have to verify such a thing." Samer Khan's voice suddenly became louder, with a fierce look.

Having said that, he himself was still very hesitant, and after a long while, he finally gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "Just assume that it is not a waterlogging epidemic!" Song Yang used his surname to vouch for things, I always have to believe him once. The next time we meet, I'll ask him for an explanation, if it makes sense, it's still a brother, it doesn't make sense... He is no longer my friend, and his relatives are no longer my relatives. ”

The prince shook his head, and simply threw the annoying thing out of his mind: "Don't think about it anymore, come, do something else!" As he spoke, his hands became busy again.

Ah Xia smiled charmingly: "Do something else...... I? ”

In the morning, a different style -

Nanli believes in Buddhism, and there are countless temples around the national capital Phoenix, and the White Pagoda Temple is one of them. The inheritance of more than a hundred years is neither long nor short; More than ten acres of land is neither big nor small; More than thirty monks, neither too much nor too little...... In short, this temple is unremarkable, and the only thing that can be mentioned is the tall white tower in the backyard of the temple.

The white tower looks swarthy, with mottled blue bricks and black eaves, which does not match its name at all, but if you have the permission of the abbot and are lucky enough to walk into the tower, you will suddenly realize that it is really a white tower...... Its inner walls are white. Pure white and flawless, the paint is mixed with phosphorus algae or pearl powder, occasionally fluorescent flickering, swinging a bit of holiness.

Because Neta was white, the three black-robed monks stood outstanding, and they stood with reverent faces.

Again, it's because of the color of Neta that the other person is almost 'invisible'. The white-robed man sat quietly in front of the black-clothed monk, his robe covering his whole body from head to toe, leaving no gaps, and wearing a miserable white mask on his face, almost completely compatible with the environment.

Everyone remained motionless and silent, and after watching for a long time, it gradually became a little difficult to tell whether they were human beings or the clay fetal statues in this tower...... After a long time, the white-robed man finally spoke up: "Ah Yi, what do you think?" ”

His voice was strange, as if a man was being muffled into a cowhide pocket, low, indistinct, and buzzing with a resonance, and his voice did not come from behind the mask, but from between the chest and abdomen - ventriloquism.

Asked by the lord, the elderly monk called Ah Yi immediately spoke: "The news from the Nanli court should not be false......

Perhaps it was the vague statement of 'it should not be fake', which aroused the disgust of the white-robed man, who didn't want to listen to Ah Yi anymore, so the miserable white mask turned slightly, and looked at the next old monk: "Ah Er, you come." ”

Ah Er's tone was categorical and concise: "It's true." Plague, rain, ...... Swallow Ping! "The last three words, he bit hard.

The smile that came out of the belly was completely devoid of joy, like the cry of an owl, the strange sound of 'cooing'. The white-robed man nodded: "Yes, Yanziping." The most interesting thing is this Swallow Ping, if I remember correctly, he used to hide there, right? ”

'He' is Youli, and everyone in the tower understands it.

The white-robed man turned his eyes again, looked at the third monk, and temporarily diverted the topic: "Ah Tai, do you know why you don't follow the order of your senior brothers and call Ah San, but I call you your real name?" ”

Atai is in his early forties and looks suave.

After the white-robed man asked, he didn't wait for Ah Tai to answer, so he gave a direct answer: "Because you are the smartest and most likable to me, I am reluctant to give you a cold 'serial number', as if you are not a living person." If you weren't a monk, I would have recognized you as a righteous son. What father wouldn't want a good name for his child? So you don't call Ah San, you call Ah Tai. Then again, the name Ah San is really ugly enough. The ventriloquist voice was muffled and his tone was a little indistinct, but at the end of the day, the smile was still obvious.

Ah Tai clasped his palms together and bowed to the ground: "The teacher is favored, and the disciple is inscribed." ”

The white-robed man ignored his kneeling: "There's something I haven't been able to figure out lately... Looking at the world, those who can detect the waterlogging epidemic in advance and know how to suppress the source of poison, except for me, there are only two people left, one is You Li, who is already dead; On the other hand, I'm pretty sure she'll never come out again. ”

"It's impossible for a dead man to shoot again, not to mention that he has been sawn into two parts, so it can't be that the second half is poisonous, and the first half is manifested." The voice of the white-robed man was not in a hurry: "As for the other one, she has no heirs, she can't keep a stupid son to seal her house, I have sent someone to check after the border war, she has never left the mountain, and of course it will not be her who broke the epidemic in the Red City." ”

"From that, I can't figure it out. Could it be that I am lonely and unheard, and there are other strange people in the world who can break my unique methods? The white-robed man continued: "Actually, I also have a suspicion, but I don't want to believe it. In addition, after the accident, I was in a hurry all the way, and I was in a hurry to retrieve the source of the poison, so I didn't think about it for the time being...... But now that there is a waterlogging epidemic in Yanziping, things have become more clear. Atai, you have a good brain, you can think of what the hell it is, you can talk about it. ”

There was no expression on Atai's face, and he said, "You Li has a successor. ”

It was still a 'goo' laugh, and the white-robed man said in a cheerful tone: "Not bad!" It makes sense. At that time, he happened to be in Hongcheng, so he broke the waterlogging plague, took away the source of poison, and finally designed a team for Nanli to transport corpses...... He is a descendant of You Li, most likely because he wants his master to be buried in the ground, so he transported his master back to his hometown Yanziping for burial...... That's why there was a waterlogging plague in the town. But anyway, it's good that the younger generations can have such filial piety. ”

After a pause, the white-robed man changed the subject: "Atai, how did we find out that You Li was hiding in Yanziping?" ”

Ah Tai replied: "The juniors and disciples went to the Nanli Mountains to seize the corpse of the barbarians, but the whole army was wiped out, and the magic weapon passed down by the teacher was also lost. As a result, he accidentally broke into the town and found that there was You Li hidden in the town. ”

"Is it just hiding Youli?" The white-robed man asked rhetorically, and then continued: "The matter of the investigation is presided over by you, if it weren't for Ah Si, Ah Liu, and Ah Jiu to follow, wouldn't you have hidden the past for you even if You Li was hiding in Yanziping?" ”

Atai nodded calmly: "Yes." I didn't expect in advance that You Li would actually live in seclusion in Yanziping. There were three juniors and disciples with me, and I couldn't cover it up for him, so I tried my best to save his successor. Speaking of this, Atai smiled: "The three junior disciples are very smart, in order to hide from them, I calculated that I didn't sleep for three days and three nights. ”

The white-robed man also laughed: "Well, I still remember that when you came back, your eyes were as red as rabbits, and I was quite distressed, so I specially prescribed you a medicine to moisten your pupils." ”

Smiling and smiling, the white-robed man suddenly sighed. The sigh does not come from the belly, it is a real sigh, but the 'air leaks' are like a broken bellows with more than a dozen holes.

"So I only know that there is Youli, but I don't know that he has a successor. It's also dark under the lights... It was originally easy to check, but because I believed you, I didn't check it again. The white-robed man shook his head slowly: "Atai, you have made the teacher feel distressed." ”

Atai just responded: "You Li is kind to me, before you." The disciple received the punishment. After saying that, he bowed to the ground and said no more.

(To be continued)