The cynicism of the man in black did not stimulate Shi Jingyun.

On the contrary, Shi Jingyun straightened his body more calmly.

The drunkenness on his face gradually subsided, but his body was still shaking unconsciously, as if he was half-drunk and half-awake.

Hua Lan glanced at him, always feeling a little weird.

It stands to reason that even though he got rid of his alcohol, he didn't wake up and stand up so quickly, right?

Her eyes were full of suspicion, but there was no trace of waves in Shi Jingyun's eyes.

She hid her suspicions in the bottom of her heart and said to the man in black: "The place where the living stay is not necessarily in the underworld. However, this place is more terrifying than the Netherworld, isn't it? ”

"Hmm!"

The man in black nodded in agreement and stood up from behind the table, "Sometimes, this is a safer place. When the playboy first came to Kyoto City, he was such a huge rival under the tree. Come to Qingguimen to live for a while, isn't there a lot of eyeliner trouble? ”

The man in black had reminders and mysteries in his words, and Hua Lan immediately understood.

Chu Baishan has no half-dime relationship with Qingguimen.

It's not Chu Baishan, then, what will make Qingguimen find him? It took so much effort to make yourself surrender?

Qingguimen are all over the north and south of the river, but why did you ask the sky to let her go to Kunlun Mountain?

Kunlun Mountain is the holy land of martial arts of the martial arts master Chongyang Zhenren, how can the people of the Qinggui Gate be associated with Chongyang Zhenren?

One is a famous and decent martial arts master, and the other is a dark murder organization that can't see the light.

Hua Lan's mind turned in a big circle, and her eyes locked on the man in black who was walking in front of her, and she laughed coldly: "If that's the case, Hua Lan is really interested in staying for a while." However, since you don't want to see Hua Mou, Hua Mou might as well wait here and don't ask Tian, which is not bad. ”

"Hehehe."

The man in black smiled gloomily, "The playboy has a good plan. It's a pity that he is just a pawn and can't be the master of the door. Whether the playboy can get out of the Qinggui Gate is not up to the bottom of the matter, the playboy is still please! ”

The man in black waved his hand, his subordinates opened the iron door, and he walked out with Hua Lan and Shi Jingyun.

Hua Lan noticed that although Shi Jingyun was still a little deliberately groggy, his steps were not half messy.

This guy was really pretending to be drunk, and Hua Lan secretly snorted in her heart.

The man in black took Hua Lan and Shi Jingyun out of the iron gate and began to walk towards the front of the passage.

After walking for about ten minutes, a stone wall appeared in front of me.

Damn, is this mechanism over?

Hua Lan cursed in her heart, her eyes looking at the top of the stone wall.

The top of the stone wall hangs from several chains, each with an iron ring of a different color.

Hua Lan could see clearly, the man in black reached out and grabbed the dark gray iron ball and pulled it down, and the stone wall began to move slowly.

As the stone wall slowly pulled, a large space appeared inside.

The space resembles a large dance theatre, with two rows of people dressed in black standing on either side. There was a high platform on the stone steps, on which sat a man wearing an iron helmet mask.

"Deputy Door Master! People have brought. ”

The man in black walked down the steps and bowed to the masked man.

"Hmm!"

The masked man raised his fingers, and the man in black lowered his head and turned to walk out.

"What is this for?"

Hua Lan looked around and counted the number of people carefully. There were equal numbers in two rows, fourteen people in each row, and there were twenty-eight in the two rows.

What does this mean, such a tight place, who can get in. In this pomp, will twenty-eight people be too many?

It can't be the twenty-eight nakshatras, right?

While Hua Lan was guessing, the mask man of the deputy door master spoke.

"Dude, please take a seat!"

She beckoned, and two iron chairs were brought by her subordinates.

This iron chair is good, put two hands on the armrests, and then tie the hands and feet, and the red-hot soldering iron can be used for torture. How do you look like a torture instrument?

Hua Lan didn't look at it, and sat up.

She has a spectrum in her heart, whether it is a person in black or a black mask, in short, they dare not touch a single hair of her orchid.

Probably to give her a bad deal without asking the sky, after all, she invited her to Kunlun Mountain, and spent so many means to kill people and rob people, there must be something very important to find her.

She had a deep understanding of this in the battle with the man in black just now.

"The deputy door master has something to say, Hua is busy with affairs, and he doesn't have much time to talk nonsense."

Hua Lan straightened her face, looking arrogant and uninhibited.

"Hmm!"

The masked man nodded, "The dude is really fast-talking. ”

He paused, looked around, his eyes fell on Hua Lan's face, and said gloomily; "I heard that the playboy went to Fengqi Mountain, and he must have gained a lot when he came back, right?"

"This is natural, if it weren't for that, how could Hua dare to come uninvited and come to Qinggui Gate as a guest?"

The words cocked Erlang's legs, and a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water.

Since you're here, you can't write words on your face, you wear a mask and pretend to be cool, and my face must be more handsome and cool than yours.

Hua Lan's face really can't pretend to be handsome, but her appearance of not being afraid of the sky and the earth shocked the masked man.

"Haha!"

The masked man laughed gloomily twice, nodded, raised his hand and waved down, and a few of them came out and saluted and left.

After a while, these people carried a wooden bed and placed it in front of Hua Lan.

There was a little girl of eleven or twelve years old lying on the wooden bed, her face was as white as paper, her eyes were filled with purple black gas, her big eyes were looking up blankly, and the pain could no longer make her conscious. That face was clearly written, without any hopeless despair.

Hua Lan looked closely, the little girl's eye mask was covered with a gelatinous substance, and it was this peculiar substance that made the little girl in front of her lose her hope of life.

She had heard from her grandfather that some people were allergic to pollen. This allergy is not the same as other allergies, and she will put a frost-like substance on the eye mask of the allergic person.

The occurrence of such cases is only 1 in 10 million, and it is almost impossible to see a single case unless there is a family medical record. My grandfather had only seen one such patient in his lifetime.

It was seen that the little girl was not suffering from corneal eye blindness, but was caused by pollen allergies.

"Does the deputy door master want Hua to heal this child?"

"It seems that the playboy is really a miracle doctor."

The masked man's voice added the strength of surprise, but he still said with a gloomy face: "The playboy is very sure?" ”

"Hua is not sure, but the deputy master has to answer me a few questions first."

Hua Lan's careful thinking turned around, she couldn't cheapen these guys from the Qinggui Gate for nothing.

She rolled her eyes, thought about it, and asked, "Does this child's disease start to show symptoms of blindness in March and April every year, and it will gradually improve in winter?" ”

"Hmm."

The masked man nodded sullenly, "Yes, it used to be a year before, but it has been especially serious in the past two years. It's almost impossible to see clearly in winter, what is the reason for this? ”

It seems that this little girl has an unusual relationship with this masked man.

Hua Lan thought secretly, and asked: "In February and March, it is the season when the flowers are in full bloom, does the little girl have any flowers or grasses that she likes to touch, or do you have any flowers or grasses that are very close to her?" ”

Flowers and grass?

This question seemed to stump the masked man, and he looked at Hua Lan, his eyes shooting suspicion.