Early the next morning, Yun Lan dressed in regular clothes and walked from the second floor to the hall. Maybe it was because the wind was too strong last night and I was a little cold, and after getting up this morning, Yun Lan has been sneezing constantly.

Lan Qianzhu, who came back from going out to buy medicine, happened to collide with Yun Lan, seeing him like this, Lan Qianzhu frowned slightly, but did not ask the reason, but gently untied the knot on the medicine bag in his hand, took out a few flavors from it, and said in a faint voice: "Soak these herbs in boiling water, and drink the water after half an hour, it is very effective in dispelling cold." ”

Yun Lan took the medicinal herbs with some suspicion, and before he could say anything thanks, he saw Lan Qianzhu walking past him with a cold face, and finally didn't forget to leave the next sentence, "If you think that these herbs are poisonous when combined, if I am deliberately harming you, you can throw them away." ”

"When did I say that..."

Yun Lan looked at the gradually departing Qianying, touched the back of her head, and said to herself.

"Little Er!"

"Hey, what do you command, guest officer?"

"You go..."

After explaining a few words to the shopkeeper, Yun Lan looked at the few medicinal herbs held in his palm, and smiled lightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

An hour later, Yun Lan felt the warmth on his body and his mind was no longer drowsy, and his face was happy, it seemed that the few flavors of medicine that Lan Qianzhu gave him had taken effect.

"Obviously not bad-hearted, why do you look cold to this king..."Yun Lan recalled the scene on the wedding night, and there was still a little chill behind her, "If I hadn't hid quickly, I'm afraid I would have died on the spot..."

"But what's going on with Lan Xun's mysterious disappearance... Is it really related to the Chifeng Battalion..."

Just as Yun Lan's thoughts were in turmoil, a few knocks on the door dragged him out of his memories.

"Please come in."

With Yun Lan's answer, the door was gently pushed open, and a young man in gray clothes walked in.

"Subordinates, see Your Highness!"

"Hurry up." Yun Lan stepped forward and put her hands on the young man's arms.

"Xuan Yan, after a few years, are you okay?"

"Thanks to His Royal Highness King Qin, his subordinates are very good...", Xuan Yan's eyes were a little moist as he spoke.

King Qin pulled him to sit down, and after pouring tea for each of them, he said softly: "After the first battle in Jiangzhou, you retired to Danzhou, and it has been seven or eight years now." ”

"It's been seven years and ten months." Although Xuan Yan's words were light, anyone could hear the pain.

"Back then, the Beidi Third Road was moving southward rapidly, and the old general Huangfu shrank the army line to Youzhou and gave up Jiangzhou in order to protect the rear of the northern border, which is also a last resort, don't blame him in your heart."

"I've never blamed anyone."

Xuan Yan shook his head, what was the battle situation back then, he knew very well in his heart that abandoning the river to protect the peace meant being able to hold the last line of defense in the north, so that hundreds of thousands of people in the rear of the north would be protected from the flames of war, and anyone would do this.

He only hated himself for being incompetent, and Jiangzhou was seriously wounded in the first battle, and he could no longer lead troops to fight for two years. Two years later, the situation in the north changed greatly, the Beidi countries and Yun were reconciled, there was no more smoke on the border, and he, a general who had returned from his wounds, was of little use.

The emperor decreed that he should return to his hometown to recuperate, although the salary was good, but this was not the life he wanted after all.

"Perhaps, after I was seriously injured, the northern border will never be with me again."

"Not necessarily." Yun Lan picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said: "In recent years, the strength of the Yan Kingdom has become stronger and stronger, annexing many small countries, and there is a great tendency to unify Beidi. ”

"At that time, I'm afraid this Yan King will not be willing to accept this little profit at the moment, and he can't say when he will make a move on my big cloud."

"If that day comes, I will recommend to my father and the emperor to reactivate you, and then the task of galloping across the territory to ensure the peace of my northern border will probably fall on your shoulders."

Hearing Yun Lan's words, Xuan Yan's eyes lit up slightly, if others said this, he would definitely scoff, but now the person who said this was King Qin, the person with the highest prestige in the Great Cloud Army, which had to rejuvenate his already cold heart.

"Okay, let's not talk about this for now, I came to you today because I need your help with something."

"Although His Royal Highness has orders, go to the soup and go to the fire, Xuan Yan will not give up!"

"Hey, it's not that exaggerated, it's just a little thing..."

Winter afternoons are the most comfortable time of the day, and today the weather is very good, the sun is high in the sky, but people do not feel the slightest scorching, but rather a sense of coolness.

A servant hurriedly ran out from the Mo Mansion, and his mouth was still complaining, "Mage, how can there be any mage these days!" ”

After leaving the house, he looked left and right, closed his eyes, and plunged into the street on the left.

Coincidentally, it seemed that God knew that he was going to invite a mage, but after walking a few hundred meters, this servant suddenly bumped into a young Taoist wearing a Taoist uniform and holding a dust whisk in his hand.

"Hey, this little friend, walk and look at it."

"You care about me!" The servant scratched his head, and was just about to leave, when he suddenly thought of something, his face was overjoyed, and he said to the Taoist priest: "Daoist, can you catch ghosts?" ”

"Do you want to catch ghosts..."The Taoist priest pretended to stroke his gray beard and said with a smile: "It's just a housekeeper." If you can't even deal with a few little ghosts, how can you walk on the rivers and lakes? ”

"That's... That's great! ”

"Our house has been haunted a lot lately, and the lord sent me to ask for a mage," the servant leaned forward and said flatteringly, "Look, can you help our house exorcise evil spirits?" It can cost as much as you want! ”

The young Taoist priest shook his head with a smile, and waved the dust in his hand, "The owner of your mansion is surnamed Mo?" ”

"Exactly! Precisely! The servant was amazed and hurriedly asked, "How do you know?" ”

"I also know that there have been demons and evil in your house recently, because your master is not benevolent to the rich and does all the evil things on weekdays!"

"Ah, yes, yes... Wrong wrong! The servant shook his head again and again, then snorted and diverted the topic, "Don't talk so much, you can come with me to have a look." ”

"Okay, I'll tell you the truth, I'm here specifically for your mansion."

"That's great, let's go..."

The young Taoist priest walked towards Mofu with his servants, and a sly smile appeared on his face inadvertently.

"Master, master!"

After the servant entered the mansion, he pulled the young Taoist priest and went straight to the west hall.

"Master, the mage is here!"

Mo Zicheng looked at the Taoist priest from head to toe and sneered, "I asked you to invite a mage, what are you going to do with a Taoist priest?" ”

"Master, this Taoist priest is a god..."

Before the servant could finish speaking, the young Taoist priest interrupted him with a wave of his hand, "Seeing the black qi lingering in the courtyard of your mansion, it must be something unclean, right?" ”

"As expected by Poor Dao, the place where this thing haunted last night was... The main bedroom of the east courtyard of your house. ”