Mi Hua was secretly funny in his heart, this person was crazy with joy, he must have full confidence to keep his life, he drew a fart talisman?

"Identify it carefully, maybe it's some kind of secret language." Mi Hua instructed.

When the black-robed man heard this, his heart sank, and he carefully spread the note on the ground, lying on the ground and studying it carefully.

However, this rune painting is too profound, and even if he wants to break his head, he can't figure out the meaning.

Long......

"This ...... Young master, forgive me for being incompetent, I really don't understand...... It feels like a ghost drawing. The black-robed man jumped up, his thin eyes narrowed slightly, his eyebrows furrowed, and the scar on his face twisted into a black pimple.

"No culture! I'll take a look. Mi Hua complained, then reached out and grabbed the collar, and ripped off the black robe, and a graceful and enchanting posture amazed the entire mountain forest in an instant.

"Ahem, cough, cough ......" The black-robed man's nosebleed wildly, and he hurriedly covered his eyes and shouted: "Young master, please quickly collect the supernatural powers......

"Look at you, you're not out of luck like that!" The bewitching woman pursed her lips, threw a flattering glance disdainfully, closed her eyes and silently recited the mantra, transforming herself into a young scholar.

A thin slit appeared between the black-robed man's fingers, peeked at it, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, and complained while wiping his nosebleed: "Young master, can you not become a beautiful woman all the time, do you know how long I haven't touched ......"

"Shut up!" Mi Hua snorted coldly, stretched out his hand and said, "Give me the note." ”

The black-robed man shook his head helplessly, and said secretly in his heart: "It's really a bad taste to play without changing your sex!" Then he handed the note to Mi Hua.

Mi Hua stretched out the note, quickly glanced at it, and found that there were a total of five lines of small characters, he thought to himself: Since it is five elements, the meaning of each line must be different, just identify it line by line, and then contact it up and down, isn't it much simpler? Can this be hard for me?

Mi Hua was full of confidence and approached to study it carefully.

Long......

"Gongsun, kill this kid, I feel like he's lying to us, this is obviously a ghost drawing!" Mi Hua took the note into his hand and said indignantly.

The black-robed man didn't make a move, and a gloating smile appeared on his face.

Mi Hua was really angry, holding a note in his hand in front of the black-robed person's face, and scolded angrily: "Look at what this painting is!" The first line is a 'medicine' word;Look at the second line,It's like a dead centipede;The third line,The second 'Xian' word;The fourth line,The female centipede,It's a pair of the upper one;The fifth line,The middle of a 'human' word,What kind of shit is written?,Which bastard drew the symbol! ”

The black-robed man heard Mi Hua complaining, and suddenly tilted his head and asked, "Young master, are you sure you dreamed of it...... Ancestors? ”

"Nonsense, isn't it?" Mi Hua said angrily, "If it weren't for the Ancestor's Divine Decree, I would have killed this person a long time ago!" ”

The black-robed man mentioned the ancestor, bowed respectfully to the east, and then asked, "Do you think about what other sacred oracles the ancestors have, which you haven't remembered?" ”

Hearing this, Mi Hua frowned and carefully recalled the details of the dream, and only after a while did he speak: "It's been almost a year, and the memory is really a little vague, but the ancestor definitely said, 'If you meet someone who knows my way number in the future, check that the note in your hand has five lines, and the paper holder will be ...... anything, and you must do your best to help, and it will be of great benefit in the future." After Mi Hua finished speaking, he glanced at Nangong Jin with disdain, such a stupid person is really not worthy of serving him.

The black-robed man thought for a moment and said, "Since the holy oracle is so clear, then do we obey the will of the ancestors, after all, ......"

Mi Hua didn't wait for him to finish, and immediately raised his hand to interrupt: "I am unwilling, I must figure out the meaning of these five lines!" ”

"Could it be a poem?" The black-robed man made his point.

"Quatrains? Haven't heard of it. Mi Hua shook her head and said, "But as soon as you say that, I suddenly realized, could this be a poem with obvious characters?" ”

"Visible poems?"

Mi Hua nodded slightly, stretched out the crumpled note in his hand again, and pointed to the five lines of small characters: "One word per line, two or four lines may be a little illegible, that is, 'Medicine-X-Xian-X-People', Medicine Sage?" ”

"Medicine Sage?" The black-robed man's mind was spinning rapidly, and after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't come up with a reason, what the hell is the medicine sage?

"Medicine Sage Daoist?" Mi Hua guessed this, the black-robed man hurriedly approached to look, it didn't matter, there was a shocking discovery, he immediately pointed out: "Young master, look carefully, these two rows of ten words, although the appearance is different, but the initial stroke and the last stroke are the same, such as the word 'person', not only the last line is 'people', the third line is the word 'person' deliberately drawn a circle on the right, and the fourth line is even more outrageous, completely drawing a mustache, but overall, these five lines and ten words are all the words 'Taoist'!" ”

Mi Hua listened to the explanation of the black-robed man, and the more she looked at it, the more she looked at it, the more frightened she became, and shouted: "Then aren't these five lines the names of the five masters of the Tao?" Oh my God, what kind of background does this kid have to make five masters leave a holy message! ”

The black-robed man couldn't care about that much, and hurriedly said, "Quickly and carefully identify which line is the name of the ancestor." ”

"Here, fourth line!" Mi Hua saw the word "island" like "bird" at a glance, and reconfirmed the handwriting behind it, and finally had a little eyebrows.

In the fourth line, it is written: Kirishima Michito's descendants of the Thousand Illusion Gate Rice Birch.

Really convinced!

Mi Hua looked at Nangong Jin Gao a little bit in his heart, he was so careful, he must be afraid that if the note was leaked, it would attract some bad thoughts from others, so he deliberately wrote it as a ghost drawing, not because the relevant people really couldn't understand it!

Although he no longer has hostility towards Nangong Jin in his heart, he still has a heart to serve a little beggar, after all, he still has a bad heart, but this person must not die, and he has to live a good life, otherwise he will be too sorry for the ancestors.

Mi Hua put the note away and put it in his arms, and then said to the black-robed man: "Hurry up and treat him, it is estimated that he will die at our hands after a while." ”

The black-robed man sighed, carefully held Nangong Jin in his arms, and walked down the mountain in the rain.

"What is this called?" Mi Hua said secretly, put the black robe on his body again, transformed into a black mist man, and quickly followed.

……

The rain did not stop until noon, and Mi Hua was afraid that Duke and the two would wait for the rabbit, so they directly bypassed Pingliang Town, crossed Yangjia Mountain, and crossed the Han River to Xiangyang.

It wasn't until the night that the three of them arrived in Xiangyang, Mi Hua turned into a middle-aged woman, went to the hospital to inquire around first, and found that there was no trace of Duke and the two, so the black-robed man carried Nangong Jin into the medical hall.

Nangong Jin's injury was already serious, and he suffered from the rain and was infected with wind and cold, this treatment was more than ten days later, and the weather suddenly became extremely cold, Nangong Jin's body temperature rose sharply, the fever did not go away, and the sick body and the injured body made him unable to wake up for a long time, and occasionally woke up for a moment and a half, but he was also groggy and couldn't recognize people, and this delay was another month.

In November, the weather was cold, Xiangyang had a goose feather snowfall, the Hanging Pot Medical Center just opened in the morning, a cold wind swept a large snowflake straight in, Dr. Zhang hurriedly lowered the door curtain, but suddenly poked a small head into the door, and asked with a smile: "Grandpa Zhang, is my brother better today?" ”

"Come in, come in......" Dr. Zhang greeted, took the little girl's hand and entered the medical hall, reached out and dusted the snowflakes on her hair, and said gently: "It's such a cold day, it's still snowing outside, you don't have to come over, my brother is okay, I will naturally let the guy inform you." ”

"I'm not worried...... I always feel like my brother is about to wake up. The little girl shook the heavy black robe behind her, and the two cute little braids also swayed, and Dr. Zhang helped her wrap the thick robe a little tighter, and said a little unhappily: "Didn't I ask your father to buy a smaller robe, look at it so long, it will be dirty when it drags to the ground." ”

"It's not that my father doesn't buy it, it's that Xiaomi likes robes, and robes look like princesses!" The little girl said with a smile on her little face.

Dr. Zhang shook his head helplessly and asked, "Didn't your father come today?" ”

"Father, he's going to buy breakfast, I'll come first......" The little girl replied obediently with her big eyes flashing.

Dr. Zhang smiled slightly and said, "Hmm...... Xiaomi is so good, let's go see my brother. ”

Millet said, "Thank you, grandpa." He jumped up and ran to the backyard ward.

"Squeak", the door opened, Xiaomi entered the house, the innocent smile on her face dissipated in an instant, I saw her walk to the hospital bed in three or two steps, and cried in a low voice to the unconscious Nangong Jin: "Okay, my brother, when will you sleep!" ”

Nangong Jin seemed to hear Xiaomi's complaint, moved his fingers slightly, his eyes were half open, Xiaomi shook his head and sighed, and said secretly: "I'm afraid it's a groggy look again......"

After a long time, Nangong Jin finally woke up, looked at the little girl with a sad face in front of her, and asked with a faint breath: "Little sister...... Over here...... What is it? ”

"Wow!" When Xiaomi heard that Nangong Jin didn't say anything, she screamed and instantly changed back to her black robe, but this time Nangong Jin was so frightened that she choked, tilted her head and fell unconscious.

"Huh...... Don't! You...... You...... With your psychological endurance, how could you be chosen by the ancestors...... Ah...... It's really ......" Mi Hua slapped herself lightly, damn it! I don't know when I will wake up from this sleep......

Maybe it's because he has slept enough for more than a month, this time Nangong Jin didn't let Mi Hua wait too long, and after the black-robed man came into the ward with breakfast, he woke up again.

Mi Hua breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and didn't dare to scare him anymore, but asked softly: "Good man, but do you recognize it?" ”

Nangong Jin looked at the two familiar figures at the head of the bed, pulled the corners of his chapped mouth, squeezed out a smile, and said, "Recognize it, Brother Mi, Brother ...... black robe."

"Brother in the black robe?" Mi Hua turned his head to look at the black-robed man, sneered, and said, "His name is Gongsun Heyuan, but he is not a black-robed brother." ”

"Oooh...... Brother Gongsun...... It's rude......" Nangong Jin nodded slightly at Gongsun Heyuan, he didn't want to ask questions for a long time in his mind, after all, his reaction was a little slow, and after a while, a sentence suddenly popped up: "Gongsun Heyuan?" The 'poor thief' of the ten thieves in the south of the Yangtze River - Gongsun Heyuan? ”

When Gongsun Heyuan heard that Nangong Jin finally recognized his name, he breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "I thought there was no such person as me on the rivers and lakes......

Nangong Jin said politely: "Brother Gongsun is not strange, he is short-sighted and lonely......

Before Gongsun Heyuan could finish speaking, he hurriedly interrupted: "Eh, eh...... Don't be so polite, you're an ancestor......"

As soon as Mi Hua heard that Gongsun Heyuan was going to tell the truth, he immediately rushed to say: "It is your ancestors who bless you so that you can wake up......"

Nangong Jin frowned slightly, wondering if he was burned and confused, why did the two of them talk to the horse's mouth......

Nangong Jin had just recovered from a serious illness, and the back wound had not completely scabbed, and after chatting for a long time, he suddenly felt very cold around him, and couldn't help but shiver, this action was seen by Mi Hua, and he immediately turned into a young chivalrous appearance, dissipating the strong cold breath of the real body.

Nangong Jin saw that he had changed this time, and he had become a normal person, and he was not frightened and fainted, but he couldn't help but exclaim: "Brother Mi is a good means!" ”

"Huh...... Brother Lu won the award...... Mi Hua snorted and asked instead, "Eh...... I still don't know Brother Lu's name? Dare to ask......"

Nangong Jin didn't wait for him to finish asking, and then replied: "Zai Xia is not surnamed Lu, Lu Duoqing is just a fake name for mixing into the beggar gang, my real name is Nangong Jin." ”

"Nangong Jin?" Gongsun Heyuan was puzzled, "It's a familiar name, young master, do you remember?" ”

Mi Hua glanced at Nangong Jin, who was smiling, and then asked, "You won't be the Nangong Jin, the eldest disciple of the Freedom Army's Strict Poison Demon, right?" ”

"Don't nod your head, don't say yes, don't nod don't say yes......" Gongsun Heyuan didn't know why, and kept praying in a low voice.

However, Nangong Jin nodded after all.

"Damn it!"

"What is this called?"

Mi Hua and Gongsun Heyuan punched at the same time and shouted complaining.

However, Nangong Jin's next sentence made Mi Hua and the others even more ashamed, and they couldn't wait to find a piece of tofu and kill them directly.

"What's wrong?" Nangong Jin asked for a while and then said, "Oh yes, that note was given to me by the master, and it took me a lot of time to understand it......"

What Nangong Jin said later, Mi Hua and the others didn't listen to it at all, the most coincidental thing in this world is nothing more than that, right?

Didn't you do what you did in Xiangyang in vain?

Strict Poisonous Demon, Strict Poisonous Demon, it turns out that the person the ancestors wanted me to follow turned out to be you!

(End of chapter)