At this moment, a smoke rose from the woods on the shore beside him.

"I'll go over and ask."

Whenever Ni Xiaotong saw someone's house, he would go to inquire.

This time is no exception.

According to the smoke of cooking, Ni Xiaotong soon saw a house made of blue bricks.

The house looked like it was some years old, and an old man in his sixties and seventies was boiling soup at the door.

"Old man, may I ask, have you seen a young man, about eighteen years old, with very serious injuries on his body." Ni Xiaotong asked politely.

The old man glanced at Ni Xiaotong, shook his head and said, "Girl, how can anyone come here from this deep mountain and old forest." ”

"Oh." Ni Xiaotong's face once again showed a look of disappointment: "Thank you." ”

After speaking, Ni Xiaotong turned around and left, and continued to take the bamboo raft to search downstream.

And after Ni Xiaotong left, in the blue brick house, a girl poked her head out and said, "Grandpa, are you leaving?" ”

The girl was dressed in coarse cloth and had beautiful hair, and her face was not as flamboyant as that of modern people, but it had a fresh feeling.

"Well, this is the third wave of questioners, that kid, who the hell is it?" The old man frowned at this time and muttered.

The old man's name is Qin Anzhi, and the girl is his granddaughter Qin Ke.

After speaking, Qin Anzhi walked to the house with the boiled fish soup.

Tossing and turning, at the back of the room, Lin Xiu was lying on the bed.

At this time, Lin Xiu's face was pale, and his breath was very weak.

"Grandpa, can you cure him?" Qin Ke asked.

Qin Anzhi shook his head; "I can't say, his injuries are too serious, and the delay is too long, whether he can survive can only depend on himself."

As he spoke, Qin Anzhi put the fish soup on the table.

"Wait until he wakes up, you feed him and drink."

"yes, okay." Qin Ke nodded, picked up the fish soup and blew it.

Qin Anzhi sighed: "Hey, Ke'er, picking him up is completely a trouble." ”

"Didn't you teach me since I was a child, grandpa, to be kind and charitable?" Qin Ke replied with a smile.

Qin Anzhi shook his head: "That's it, when he wakes up, just let him leave quickly, don't provoke trouble to our house." ”

Although Lin Xiu's identity is not clear, Qin Anzhi can guess the identity of this Lin Xiu from several groups of people coming to look for it, and it will definitely not be simple.

Qin Ke didn't refute this, and when the fish soup was a little less hot, he fed it to Lin Xiu's mouth with a spoon.

After a while, a bowl of fish soup was finished.

"Okay, it's enough to feed these, this kid's body is bad like this, and feeding too much is harmful." Qin Anzhi said and walked out.

At this moment, a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, who seemed to be extremely clever, ran back from the mountains with a basket on his back.

"Grandpa, grandpa, I picked up all the medicines you said."

The boy's name is Qin Feng, and he is also Qin Anzhi's grandson.

"Well, just give it to me, go in and watch that kid with your sister." Qin Anzhi took the back basket and boiled it slowly on the stove.

Qin Anzhi's family lives here, and it is not an ordinary family, Qin Anzhi's medical skills are quite successful, and he is the royal doctor of the 'Five Elements Gate'.

Although this Five Elements Sect is not well-known in the cultivation world, it is only a third-rate sect, but in the eyes of Qin Anzhi's family, it is a fairy-like existence.

Qin Zhi'an's ambition is to pass on his medical skills to his grandson Qin Feng, so that he can continue to work for the Five Elements Sect, at least for the rest of his life.

It's just that Qin Feng's ambition is more than that, and he fantasizes every day about being able to join the Five Elements Sect and become a cultivator.

"This kid still won't give up?" The corners of Qin Anzhi's mouth twitched, and he shook his head and sighed bitterly.

After boiling the medicine, he fed it to Lin Xiu's mouth by feeding fish soup.

And just like that, three days passed.

Although it was not long, there were two pieces of news that caused an uproar in the cultivation world.

One is that Lin Xiu, the fierce general who helped Liu Yixin obtain the throne of the Northern King, was attacked and died on the spot.

The other is the disappearance of the Black Light Sword Saint Sikong Wenjie.

Speaking of which, the news of Lin Xiu's death was shocking enough, but the news of Sikong Wenjie's handling made everyone's eyes focus on the past.

Sikong Wenjie is not an ordinary master, he is an invincible powerhouse in the realm of enlightenment.

Except for the Dao Realm, even if others could defeat Sikong Wenjie, it would be absolutely impossible for them to take him away quietly.

"Strategist, Lin Xiu's body has never been found, and there is that outstanding thing, do you think it has anything to do with Lin Xiu?"

In the Beiwang Mansion, Liu Zhenbei asked Mo Wang with a face.

Mo Wang thought for a while and said: "Lord Wang, Lin Xiu's body was not found, which is not a good thing, indicating that he may still be alive, as for Sikong Wenjie's matter, it is unlikely that Lin Xiu will do it." ”

"And who do you think it is?" Liu Zhenbei touched his chin and said.

Mo Wang shook his head: "I really can't think of it, if I have to say one, I think it may be Jiang Tao who killed him." But Jiang Tao didn't need to kill his mouth at all, it was something he instructed Sikong Wenjie to do, as long as he wasn't stupid, he could guess it, so why bother? ”

Liu Zhenbei nodded slightly: "Forget it, it's none of my business, hang high, since Lin Xiu didn't find it, then increase the intensity of the search, or the same sentence, if you live to see people die, you have to see corpses." ”

Mo Wang nodded in response, turned around and left the gate of the palace.

"Inform the various sects under the jurisdiction of the Northern Alliance, help find people, and if you find them, you will be rewarded." After Mo Wang walked out of the door, he spoke.

At the same time, on the bamboo raft on the river, Ni Xiaotong's face became more and more ugly.

For three or four days, Ni Xiaotong has been looking along the river, but no matter how he searched, he couldn't find it, and it seemed that the river was about to come to an end.

Further on, there is the vast sea.

Could it be that Brother Lin Xiu's body was washed into the sea?

"Sikong Wenjie, what about the person you are talking about." Ni Xiaotong turned his head and said to Sikong Wenjie.

A cold sweat broke out on Sikong Wenjie's forehead, and he said, "Miss, don't worry, you haven't found that Lin Xiu in the middle of the river, at least it can prove that he is not dead, maybe he is hiding somewhere to recuperate from his injuries now." ”

Ni Xiaotong stared at Sikong Wenjie coldly and did not speak.

Being stared at by Ni Xiaotong's eyes, Sikong Wenjie only felt uncomfortable.

"Miss, kill him, and then go back, in my opinion, Lin Xiu should be dead." Jian Si spoke at this time.

"No, it's impossible, Brother Lin Xiu must not be dead. As long as I don't find him for a day, I will never go back. ”

Ni Xiaotong said firmly.

(End of chapter)