Qingming rain, Yuchen Palace, magnolia window.

Duan Suling sat in front of the window, stroking the qin and singing, the words were "Jade Butterfly, Gradually Awakening the Brightness of the Fangjiao" by Liu Sanbian: "Gradually feel the brightness of the Fangjiao, the night comes to anoint the rain, and a sprinkle of dust." The eyes are full of light peaches and deep apricots, and the dew is dyed in style. The silver pond is quiet, the fish scales are spreading, the smoke is green, and the tortoise shell is open. Yin Qing thunder, blowing in the clouds, traveling all over Penglai.

Wander. Before and after the set, three thousand beads, twelve gold hairpins. Elegant and vulgar, get off the bus into a banquet and end the spring platform. Good grace, Dongshan prostitute, laughing and proud, Beihai respectful. and chase, Feng Chi returns, and it will come again."

Duan Suling got up and changed into a straight-necked placket worn by ordinary women, with a white magnolia flower pattern on the jacket, a white jade butterfly hairpin with a golden hairpin rod on her head, a cyan long skirt on her lower body, and the pattern on the white round-toed shoes on her feet was consistent with the white magnolia pattern on her upper body. With a white jade pendant and a sachet around his waist, the sedan chair went out of the palace gate is Beishi, and after a long time, the sedan chair finally stopped, Xue Hai opened the curtain, the sedan chair drivers had already put down their pedals, Xue Hai came down first, and then she helped Duan Suling down the sedan chair, Xue Hai took out a hand from his sleeve and gave it to one of the sedan chair men standing beside her.

Duan Suling raised his head and glanced at it, there were three words on the high door plaque, that was Tianqing Temple.

As they walked in, there were five monks meditating under the magnolia tree in the courtyard, and as soon as they approached, one of them recited a poem: "The strife of the world is endless, and there is no regret in half a lifetime of practice." All lines are impermanent, the Buddha has no line, a leaf knows the beginning of spring, and the body is in the red dust and crosses the red dust".

Among the five of them, Wuxiu was the youngest and most knowledgeable, and Wuxiu stood up and saluted Duan Suling, and Duan Suling also saluted in return.

"Purple chalk with pointed flames, red rouge dyed small lotus. How much do you know about the fragrance of the fragrance, and the mountain monk is annoyed and repents of becoming a monk." When everyone saw someone reading a poem, they looked back, it turned out to be Liu Sanchang, Liu San changed and said: Master Wuxiu, don't come to harm, the master told me to look for it, and I want to have a good discussion with the master outside the door." Liu Sanbian turned his head to look at Duan Suling, Duan Suling wanted to leave, but Liu Sanbian sped up his pace and stopped her.

"Ling'er, I can actually see you here."

"Since Third Brother Liu has something important to do with the master, I will leave."

"It's hard to come out once, why stay and read it before leaving"?

When Liu Sanbian was competing with Wuxiu, out of nowhere, a man in white suddenly rushed out and grabbed Duan Suling who was present, and Liu Sanbian followed the man in white and chased all the way to a dilapidated temple.

After a long time, Duan Suling woke up, looked around, and was in a ruined temple, beside her was Liu Sanbian, and Liu Sanbian was obviously still asleep, and found that her hands and feet were bound by ropes, not only herself, but also Liu Sanbian beside her, she struggled hard and finally shook a hairpin in her hair, and she hooked the hairpin with her scream to finally let her hand hook the hairpin.

At this time, the white-clothed Jiang Feng pushed the door in, still holding a bowl of decoction in his hand, and he walked over with a light smile.

Jiang Feng squatted down in front of Duan Suling and stroked her face with his hand, Duan Suling's struggle woke up Liu Sanbian, and Liu Sanbian's face was a little angry.

"What are you going to do, you let go of her, something is coming at me".

Jiang Feng sneered: "I have never liked to kill people, and I don't want to kill people, I just need you to feed her with your own hands and drink this bowl of poison."

Duan Suling looked at Liu Sanbian, and Sanbian's hand holding the bowl of poison trembled a little, Duan Suling had already broken the rope with a hairpin, Duan Suling stood up and planned to stab Jiang Feng with a hairpin but was beaten to the ground by him, Liu Sanbian was in a hurry, he drank the bowl of poison, Jiang Feng laughed, Duan Suling crawled to Liu Sanbian's side.

"Don't worry, you can't die, as long as you are obedient, I guarantee that he will be fine, otherwise no one in this world can unravel this poison except me, this poison is the poison that Tang Xueye, one of the four sons of the Tang Sect, has secretly made for many years."

When Jiang Feng was poisoned, he fused the poison that Tang Men had made for many years with his own blood, and the blood on his body was both an antidote and a poison, and this poison was a hundred times stronger than Tang Xueye's original.

"What do you want to do"?

"I heard that Concubine Chen, you once studied medicine under the disciples of Li Siyi, the medical immortal of Butterfly Valley, and Li Simiao, the medicine king, but when I went to Butterfly Valley, I found that Li Siyi, the medical immortal, and Li Simiao, the medicine king, had already passed away, and you were their descendant disciple, so I need you to save Xue'er."

"Why should I save you as an accomplice to the murderer?"

"If you don't save Xue'er, then Liu Sanbian's life will be ......."

It's so run-down, I need a clean hospital to heal it

"Yes, it's not far from Edgeworth."

"You mean that the Imperial Sword Villa founded by the disciples of Kunlun Xu, the Imperial Sword Villa is indeed very close to the capital, but it is probably not suitable for women to heal their wounds!"

"Feixian Gate also has a rudder nearby, and only Wanjian Mountain Villa is at the foot of Kunlun Xushan Mountain."

If you make Liu Sanbian like this, then you will prepare a carriage, and Yi Niangzi suffers from an eye disease and seems to be not suitable for horseback riding."

The carriage is ready, and we can hit the road now!"

Duan Suling didn't say anything more, so he had to get into the carriage, and there were four people in the carriage, Duan Suling and Liu Sanbian, as well as Jiang Feng and Yi Shengxue, and the coachman drove the carriage quickly.

The afterglow of the sun, the tired birds return to the forest.