Mu Luan is not a god, he can't predict what will happen in the future, what he can know is that his identity will inevitably be revealed to the public one day, but he doesn't know what awaits him.

"We still have to go to find herbs, while they are restrained, it should be in time for us to move faster, and it will be difficult for them to do anything more when they return to the capital."

Lin Qian nodded, "I only hope that Wang Yu's subordinates are only Scar who is ordered to hunt us down, otherwise it will be difficult for us to return to the capital." ”

Wang Yu has many subordinates, but the most loyal one is only one Scar, who has been his right-hand man for many years from birth to death.

Mu Luan had heard of it, but he was not sure, what he could be sure of was that Scar was loyal to Wang Yu as rumored, and it was uncertain how many of Wang Yu's subordinates were loyal to him, and they could be used.

"As long as it's not a scar, maybe there's still a glimmer of life."

"That's great."

Lin Qianqing clearly remembered the appearance of the two benefactors who let her go, and she didn't know if they were still working for Wang Yu, whether they would meet them, maybe they couldn't recognize themselves anymore.

Unconsciously she was full of emotion, and when she found that she was distracted, Lin Qian came back to her senses, looked at Mu Luan and said, "Xianggong, let's go quickly, let's go find medicinal materials." ”

Mu Luan raised the whip in his hand with a hum, and landed on the horse's buttocks, and with a neigh, the horse opened its long legs and raised a puff of dust.

Seeing this, Mo Lan dared to be behind them not far or near.

The horses under the crotch are not precious, except for resting for a while when Lin Qian and others were resting, but they also ran for two days and two nights.

Lin Qian didn't know the way, and she didn't know where she was going, but she only knew that what she saw was a beautiful landscape, the river was clear, and there were some women on the riverbank who were weaving yarns by the river.

The surface of the river is covered with a layer of water vapor, and the green mountains in the distance seem to be covered with a thin veil, which is incredibly beautiful.

The women by the river, even though their hands were red from the cold, still heard cheerful laughter.

Lin Qian is very satisfied with this atmosphere, simple and relaxed, it seems that any troubles can be left behind, and she can play and play with her confidants and friends carefree.

Mu Luan chuckled and looked at Lin Qian, there was no one else in her eyes, no one else, no him, only yearning and longing.

"Like it?"

"Naturally, I like it." Lin Qian may have a deep understanding.

She has come to this day step by step, and half of her wealth has been obtained, as long as she does not give up those fame and fortune for a day, she will not be able to get the peace and tranquility that they have.

"But what if we like it, we are destined not to live as peacefully as they do. If we compare them to a calm boat sailing on the lake, we are big ships on the sea, which may be overturned by the wind and waves at any time, but still yearn to dock at a calm port. ”

Lin Qian's whole person is different from the past, she doesn't have that liveliness, and all she has left is her composure and calmness.

"Okay, let's find a place to eat first, and then ask the pharmacist about it." Mu Luan approached her and stroked the top of her hair.

Lin Qian looked at him and chuckled, "Xianggong, I must have a good meal today, otherwise I really can't stand our hard work these days." ”

In the blink of an eye, she seemed to be a different person, the same as before.

Mu Luan took her hand and walked towards the village, perhaps because of the unfamiliar face, the villagers saw them as if they were seeing monkeys and rare treasures.

Lin Qian found a middle-aged woman and asked, "This eldest sister." I want to ask you if there's a man named Moli here, who is a herb merchant. ”

"We don't think there is such a person in our village." The eldest sister looked at the other villagers in confusion and asked.

"Is there anyone with that name?"

"There is a woman surnamed Mo in our village, who moved to our village a few years ago to settle down, and we don't know what her name is, so we call her Mo Niang.

Girl, are you misremembering men and women? What are you looking for her to do? "There was an old man who was sitting on crutches and looked respectable, and stroked his beard.

As long as there are any clues, Lin Qian wants to try, "Old man, do you know where that ink girl is?" Can you take us there? ”

As soon as these words fell, everyone was silent, and they all lowered their heads and sighed.

"What's wrong? Since you call her Mo Niang, you should know where she lives? Lin Qian seemed to be a little anxious,

Mu Luan stepped forward and grabbed her shoulders and said, "My lady is a doctor, and recently my wife has met a few patients, and she is almost able to cure their diseases with a taste of medicinal herbs, so my lady is a little anxious, if there is anything wrong or offended, I hope you will not be surprised." ”

Looking at Lin Qian's state, if she was given a knife, I am afraid that she would be cut directly.

"I see, but it's unfortunate that you came, just a few days ago, that ink girl had already been buried in the fire." The old man bowed his head and sighed.

Lin Qian didn't believe in this evil, so she wanted to go and see, "Can the old man tell me the direction, I want to go and see." ”

The old man sighed, and seemed to be hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, and pointed to the depths of the village and said, "Let's go, my house is near there, I'll take you there." ”

"Thank you, old man."

Lin Qian and Mu Luan glanced at each other and followed, Mo Lan led the two horses and followed closely behind them.

The old man's legs and feet seemed to be a little inconvenient, some of them were limping, and it seemed that the length of the two legs was not the same.

The three of them followed the old man to a ruin, a mess, and some weeds had grown in the yard.

Lin Qian asked, "Old man, have you ever buried her in the ground?" ”

"On that hill another woodcarved tombstone, I won't lead the way, look at your dress should be the child of a rich family, you should be literate, I am in the family diagonally opposite, if you are hungry, I will ask my daughter-in-law to add two more dishes to you." The old man was very hospitable.

Mu Luan and Lin Qian said in unison, "Thank you, old man." ”

When the old man passed by Mo Lan, Mo Lan also nodded politely, and the old man glanced at him in slight surprise.

Lin Qian asked Mo Lan to wait in place, and went up the mountain with Mu Luan to find Mo Niang's grave.

"Xianggong, if that Mo Niang is really dead, does it mean that our clues are all broken?" Lin Qian said worriedly.

"Not necessarily ......"

Before Mu Luan's words fell, there was a quarrel between the two, and the voice was very familiar.

"It's all your fault, if you hadn't listened to me and chased after me, would that person have run away?" Bai Zilin's voice, the anger should not be too obvious.

"Shut up!" Xuan Li was still cold and concise, and there was anger in his words.

The two came down from the mountain road, and Bai Zilin saw Lin Qian hurriedly took two steps back and hid behind Xuan Li.

"Who are you chasing?" Lin Qian asked, and even felt that it was related to Mo Niang.

"A madman." Xuan Li is another simple sentence.