After Mo Chen learned about Wenshuang, he suddenly had a very strange idea in his heart, he didn't know about the affairs of his father's generation, but this did not prevent him from being curious about all this.

Wen Shuang looked at him calmly, as if he was looking at an old man from the past, and this old man might not be able to see each other again in the future.

At this time, Mo Chen was still digesting the past events of Wenshuang and Mo Wuge, and there were thousands of questions in his heart, but none of them were asked.

At this moment, Wen Shuang suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and his face suddenly became much paler.

Seeing the movement here, the Xueyan lady walked over to help Wen Shuang, and then turned to Mo Chen and said, "Master Mo, we are going to the mountain in a while, and it is not a matter to be at the foot of this Zilan Mountain now." ”

After a pause, she continued: "I know that there is a road that leads to the bamboo house on Zilan Mountain, which is where my master lives, but that road is too narrow, so this time those people around you will let them wait at the bottom of the mountain, and then the three of us will go to the mountain together, how about it?" ”

As soon as these words fell, Mo Chen nodded and agreed.

After a short time, they began to take a shortcut down the narrow road, and when they came to the point where they were almost paralyzed from exhaustion, they finally saw a bamboo house not far away.

Speaking of the scenery of this Zilan Mountain, it is magnificent and beautiful, with extraordinary momentum and magnificence, from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, but there is a feeling of seeing the mountains at a glance, the traffic under the mountain is busy, all as small as ants, but it also adds a bit of interest to watching.

The master of the Xueyan Lady had seen each other when they came to Zixi Mountain, so now they are just following the arrangement of the Xueyan Lady, and there will be no big mess.

I have to say that this Zilan Mountain is a magical mountain range, and even the air on this mountain is much fresher than elsewhere, but the most important thing is the furnishings of this bamboo house, which looks very different from those houses under the mountain, although it looks very simple and not very beautiful, but every object in this house makes people feel extremely novel.

The bloody lady arranged Wenshuang in the house near the forest in the west, and then personally wiped his face for him and let him rest there for a while.

And Mo Chen and Xueyan Lady are busy outside this bamboo house, one is to help the master do some housework, and the other is for the novelty here, so they are willing to obey the dispatch of Xueyan Lady.

I don't know how long it took, the sky gradually darkened, the sun had already set on the western mountain, and the evening glow shone on the earth, there was a hazy beauty, and at the same time a little mysterious.

It wasn't until noon the next day that Tutuhatl returned by parachute.

Although he is usually a raunchy person, he is sometimes very particular about certain things.

At this time, as soon as the bloody lady saw her master coming back, she hurriedly greeted her.

And Mo Chen didn't say anything, just stood there blankly, after all, he was not too familiar with this person, so naturally there was nothing to say.

However, as if he was deliberately trying to make things difficult for him, Tutu Hartl directly crossed the bloody lady and came to Mo Chen's side, and then smiled playfully at him.

After a long time, Tutuhatl spoke: "This son, I see that you have not been very happy all along, is there anything you are dissatisfied with here?" ”

Mo Chen shook his head, but didn't say anything.

The bloody lady was also anxious for a while, and she didn't know how to remedy it.

Suddenly, she slapped her head and dragged Tutuhartl to the room to the west.

Tutuhat also knew what his apprentice meant, not to mention that he went out this time to study the blood poison, so no matter how much he didn't care, he still attached great importance to this matter in his heart.

When he came to Wenshuang's side, Tutuhartl took off the quilt he was covering and prepared to check the lotus imprint.

The lotus mark on Wenshuang's face is very obvious, and at the same time, it is a little red, there is a bewitching beauty, but at the same time, it also has a little terrifying feeling.

And the lotus flowers on his body have become more and more, and the blood is a little uncirculated, and they are often swollen high in a certain part of the skin.

After taking a closer look, Tutu Hartl directly said in a displeased mood: "What the hell is he doing here?" With so many lotus imprints, don't you know that the more and denser these lotus flowers are, the more dangerous they are? ”

Xueyan Lady didn't know what to say, this matter was caused by her after all, if it wasn't for her own selfishness, she wouldn't have let Wen Shuangqiang stay by her side, and she would have done this Xueyan poison.

Mo Chen didn't know why Tutu Hartl had such a big temper, but he still didn't say a word.

Tutu Hartl may have felt a little bored, so he said softly: "I was just a little excited just now, but I didn't expect this blood poison to mutate so quickly. ”

After a pause, he continued: "This son, I heard the bloody lady say, your name is Mo Chen, right?" ”

Mo Chen nodded, looked at him without humility or arrogance, and said, "Yes, I am Mo Chen." ”

Tutu Hartl massaged the lotus flower for Wen Shuang, and then looked at him and said, "I'm Tutu Hartl, you should know me." ”

Mo Chen nodded and said, "Yes, the first time we met, Mr. Tu appeared in front of us by parachute, and your actions were really shocking." ”

Tutu Hartl didn't say anything, just glanced at the bloody lady, and asked her to go down and prepare.

And Mo Chen was about to leave, but Tutu Hartl suddenly stopped him.

"Mo Gongzi, do you know why he has these lotus flowers on his body, instead of other plum blossoms, or lilies......"

Mo Chen shook his head, and could only speak helplessly: "I don't know, Uncle Wenshuang originally only had lotus flowers on the right half of his face, but later because of the rapid mutation of blood poison, there were lotus flowers everywhere on his body, as for why it wasn't other flowers, I think you should ask Xueyan Lady about this question, after all, this matter is the root cause of it." ”

He said this neither humbly nor arrogantly, but Tutuhartl frowned again and again.

At this time, Wen Shuang suddenly opened her eyes, but her face was still pale, and she looked very weak.

Tutu Hartl felt that what Mo Chen said was very reasonable, but it was better to ask the person concerned, after all, Wenshuang must know the reason.

However, before he could start asking, Wen Shuang spoke first, "You, who are you?" What the hell is this place? ”

Tutu Hartl smiled and said, "This is Zilan Mountain, and I am the master of the Blood Yan Lady." ”

After a pause, he continued: "You are sick, the toxins in your body are mutating rapidly, and your current situation is very bad, but why did you have lotus flowers on your face instead of other flowers at that time?" ”

As soon as these words fell, Wen Shuang suddenly frowned, as if she remembered a very bad thing many years ago.

It's been a long time, but he still remembers the first time he saw the lotus sigil.

That year, when Wen Shuang's life was about to be threatened, he met Mo Wuzi, who was still His Royal Highness the Prince.

In his usual impression, Mo Wuzi was a very weak, but extraordinarily prominent prince with the support of many ministers.

However, Mo Wuzi's biggest weakness in his life was nothing else, it was his body that destined him at that time, even if he successfully became an emperor, he would be a puppet of those courtiers for personal gain after all.

Wen Shuang remembered that the last time he saw that person, Mo Wuzi's body was still white, but there were suspicious dots, as well as those lotus marks, I don't know who stabbed it, at that time he just thought it was some kind of bold person's bad taste, but at that time, Mo Wuzi's body had reached the point of being extremely weak, but the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were always helpless.

Because of his ink dance skills, he chose lotus flowers when the blood lady said that she wanted to choose flowers.

Yes, it is the lotus, the lotus flower is out of the mud but not stained, and the water is clear and rippling but not demonic.

At that time, he didn't understand why Mo Wuzi always said that he was an unlucky person, but then he gradually understood.

In this world, sometimes the more a person lives thoroughly, the more painful he becomes, and sometimes he doesn't know, but he is the happiest person.

However, in Wenshuang's eyes, he would rather have sober pain than confused happiness.

There are always choices in life, and there are always helplessness in life, but in the final analysis, it is up to you that you can really make a choice.

He doesn't regret that the bloody lady poisoned him, and he doesn't regret not looking for his brother-in-law for more than ten years, but not looking for it doesn't mean that he doesn't want to miss it, he can only say that he is living a sober life.

Wenshuang told Tutu Hartl about the lotus, and Mo Chen had already left in a timely manner.

Tutuhatl took out a needle-like object, searched for blood vessels in his arm, and then injected something into his bloodstream while he was unconscious.

Wenshuang was in a daze for a while, only to feel a burst of coolness, entering his body, like a liquid, fused with blood.

But the thing was also magical, the lotus marks on his arms and even on the side of his neck and behind his ears had faded, and some of them had disappeared completely.

Tutu Hartl showed an unusually serious look, he really likes to study those things that are good for the human body, just like finding a solution to the blood poison, and this antidote is actually based on his research based on the essence of future medicine and contemporary famous doctors, so on the whole, it is the joint efforts of many medical students that made him finally successful.

And Tutu Hartl, the reason why he has not aged for so many years, and even the various functions of his body have not shown any signs of aging, is due to the fact that he is a future person.

And the Blood Lady and the Flower Lady were the two women who helped him when he first came to this world, and the three of them helped each other at that time, and they both had great achievements with each other.

It's a pity that after all, the ways are different, and they don't conspire with each other, and they still part ways after all.

One hopes for the life of a hermit, chic and free, coming and going as he pleases; And what the other two people hope for is to be happy and smile at each other.

Although the speed of the blood poison mutation was extremely fast, it was still controlled after all, and Tutu Hartl was also very proud of this, but when he looked at the blood lady, he was always not very happy.

Unconsciously, half a month has passed, Wenshuang's body has been greatly improved, her face has finally become ruddy, the whole person does not look as thin as before, and everything is developing in a good direction.

On a sunny afternoon, the bloody lady personally pushed Wenshuang to bask in the sun in the courtyard, and Mo Chen came later.

Tutuhattle, on the other hand, didn't feel anything special, except that in the next few days, he would often massage Wenshuang regularly and apply ointments, and occasionally use utensils to help him exercise his body muscles and bones, and the days went by slowly.

After almost half a month, Wenshuang's body has completely recovered, but because the blood poison has stayed in her body for too long, the residual poison is not easy to clean up, but fortunately, everyone is not afraid of trouble, so the toxins in his body have been completely cleaned up.

It's a pity that there is still a lotus mark on that face after all, after all, there is no antidote to the blood poison, if it weren't for Tutu Hartl, he would have died in Huangquan a long time ago.

After Wenshuang's body completely recovered, he thanked Tutu Hartle, and his expression was also very polite, and it could be seen that he was a person who knew how to repay his kindness.

Early that morning, Mo Chen suddenly found Wenshuang and wanted to ask about something.

However, Wenshuang didn't have much feeling, he didn't have much feeling for this young junior, and he was the son of his sworn brother, so he thought about the good side of everything.

Mo Chen looked at him and said straight to the point: "Uncle Wenshuang, in fact, I am very curious, do you know what kind of person my eldest uncle is?" ”

Wenshuang smiled and said, "This kid, why are you so curious about your eldest uncle?" ”

Mo Chen scratched his ears twice before he said embarrassedly: "Actually, it's actually because of the stories you told, by the way, is my eldest uncle good-looking?" Is it as good-looking as my father? ”

Wen Shuang looked at him, this kid was curious, so he said: "Actually, Mo Wuzi, that is, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince back then, he is a very good person, his appearance is much more handsome than your father, but his body has always been very weak, when I first met him, he was obviously two years older than me, but he looked a few years younger than me, but in the crowd, people who don't know the truth may think that I am his brother!" ”

Wen Shuang said this, and unconsciously thought of the ink dance song of the year, the ink dance song at that time, although he was not the prince and did not get the favor of the emperor, but his body was much tougher than that of His Royal Highness the Prince, and he was always very decisive in handling things, not indecisive at all, he was a very thoughtful and talented person.

However, because the power of Mo Wuge did not develop to be very strong back then, the prince and the others have always ignored it, so Mo Wuge had a gap to accumulate strength, until he later established a home that made the people happy.

Wen Shuang looked at Mo Chen, as if he was looking at Mo Wuge back then, his body had completely recovered now, if he had time, he would like to see his sister and sworn brother again.

In this world, it is impossible for everyone to be completely carefree, and this is the case for Mo Chen and Wen Shuang.

One misses his sweetheart, and the other misses his relatives and sworn brothers, obviously two feelings, but they are the same state of mind.

Whenever the bright moon rises, Wenshuang will feel that the bright moon embodies her endless thoughts about her relatives and her endless yearning for her future life.