Several figures appeared to be ...... inside the pavilion

Boiling medicine?

Ji Yunzhou sniffed the smell of medicine wafting out of the pavilion, and instantly distinguished that they were boiling medicine by picking fresh plants from the medicine house, and when he walked to the front of the pavilion, he paused, remembering that when he came in the medicine house, wouldn't the security guard at the gate warn the people who came in?

On a wooden chair on the edge of the pavilion leaned against a tall man, with his hands on his chest, and he glanced at him from above.

At this time, an old man and a young girl who were boiling medicine in front of a stove also noticed that someone was approaching.

The girl frowned and glared fiercely at Ji Yunzhou.

"Hey! What do you watch? What's there to see? ”

Ji Yunzhou shook his head, there was no need to ignore a girl who was as arrogant and domineering as Qiao Yali, "I'll take a look at it casually, you guys are busy." ”

The silver-haired old man on the stone bench next to him said in a doting voice, "Little Jane, take care of the stove." ”

Ji Yunzhou faintly felt the indifferent and deep stare of the man from the edge of the pavilion.

If nothing else, they should be in a group.

At this time, he had already smelled the fragrance of lotus flowers, so he continued to walk towards the lotus pond.

Soon, with the guidance of the palace lantern, I walked to a lotus pond.

Although the lotus pond is surrounded by dense medicinal plants, the fragrance of the blooming lotus flowers has long overshadowed the chaotic smell of medicinal plants.

Ji Yunzhou saw that there was a small wooden boat in the lotus pond, which made his eyes light up.

Jumped down and landed on the boat.

At this moment, the night breeze is blowing, which is very suitable for meditation and tempering spiritual power.

Ji Yunzhou sat in the floating small wooden boat, closed his eyes lightly, and a cold wind "exhaled" dragged him into silence.

Time passed minute by minute, and the three people who were boiling medicine in the pavilion were frowning at the medicine poured in the bowl.

The silver-haired old man kept shaking his head, "No, no, it's too far." ”

"Grandpa! Could it be that your medical skills have regressed? "The girl's bold assumptions.

"Nonsense! Your grandfather and my medical skills are among the best in the country, but who would have thought that as a doctor, I could cure others, but not my own diseases? ”

The man leaning against the edge of the pavilion frowned.

He looked at the pair of grandfathers and grandsons, turned his face to look at the lotus pond reflected by the palace lamp, and suddenly his eyes were round, and he muttered: "Old man, that young man doesn't seem to be simple. ”

"Which young man?"

The old man was still frowning, and looked at him blankly.

"Shall we go over and take a look?"

The girl said disdainfully: "Grandpa! Except for us coming to the medicine house tonight, didn't we come to a stinky boy half an hour ago? ”

"Oh, you say that young man? How? ”

At this moment, the man who had been leaning against the pillar of the pavilion jumped down from the wooden chair, "I'll go and see what's going on!" ”

The silver-haired old man could not resist such temptation, so he got up and followed him out of the pavilion.

"Grandpa, wait for me!"

The girl also left the medicine bowl in the pavilion for the time being, and ran out of the pavilion after her grandfather.

The three of them walked around a drug-smelling area, walked quickly to the edge of the lotus pond, and saw a young man sitting on a small wooden boat in the pond where lotus flowers were blooming.

The aura of the whole body is like frost.

The silver-haired old man was just where he could see Ji Yunzhou's side face, extremely handsome and elegant, and the young man was sitting extremely square, closing his eyes slightly, as if he was practicing meditation?

At this time, even the girl was stunned, she had never seen a person with a glimmer of light around her because of meditation.

She couldn't help but hold her grandfather and asked in a low voice, "Grandpa, isn't he the kind of master you said?" ”

The old man bowed slightly.