The 10th year of the Republic of China, June 1921.

The twilight is vast, and you enter a valley full of strange fragrances, waterfalls go straight down, and clear springs tink. Qin Beiyang got off his horse and walked, the fragrance of Chinese herbs was everywhere, he lowered his head and dug a few times, and sure enough, there were Bupleurum, Codonopsis, Angelica, and Single-leaved Grass......

A You all the way to the tour guide: "This is the Valley of the Medicine King, Sun Simiao in the Northern Zhou Dynasty and the Sui and Tang Dynasties, here in seclusion to collect medicine, study medical pharmacology, and write "A Thousand Golden Prescriptions". ”

"It is said that Sun Simiao lived to be 142 years old, and it must have something to do with this Zhong Lingshui Show's Medicine King Valley." Qin Beiyang sighed, "No matter how good the Chinese herbal medicine is, it will be difficult to cure my terminal illness." ”

It was dark, and people were sleepy and tired, so it was not suitable to go up the mountain. Spending the night in the Valley of the Medicine King, Qin Beiyang lit a bonfire.

The little wood was lowered from the white horse's stretcher, still firmly bound hand and foot. Ah You came to it in the Valley of the Medicine King and collected a lot of exotic flowers and herbs, all of which were high-grade healing herbs. She untied the bandage on Xiaomu's right thigh and applied fresh herbs to the wound to disinfect it and avoid suppuration, thus saving the leg.

As he re-bandaged the bandage, Kogi let out a sharp moan, and the burning pain of the fresh herbs finally woke him up.

Qin Beiyang fed him two mouthfuls of water, and let him eat two large cakes, as well as the wild fruits in the Medicine King Valley to satisfy his hunger.

"Thank you ......"

Xiao Mu gasped and looked at him, the face that looked like the little prince when he grew up, but when he saw Ah You's black hole-like eyes, he was immediately frightened.

"Why don't you kill me?" He saw Michael's black face again, thinking that he had seen the black impermanence of black and white impermanence, "Or are we already dead?" ”

"You'll survive." Ah You said coldly, "I asked you to borrow something for a few days." ”

"Borrow what?"

"Your life."

Xiao Mu's face turned pale again, Ah You pinched his nose, and forcibly poured him a packet of medicinal powder, forcing him to swallow it with water.

In an instant, the little tomb robber's face turned red, and there was a gurgling sound in his throat, but he couldn't say a word.

"Don't be afraid, you won't be dumb, but you won't be able to speak for seven days. Also, you can't move your fingers. This way everyone can be quiet for a few days. ”

Ah You said, Xiao Mu's eyes widened, and he closed his eyes helplessly, unable to control and fell asleep.

Qin Beiyang stayed away from the packet of medicinal powder on Ah You's body, frowned and asked, "You let Xiao Mu temporarily lose his ability to speak and write, do you want him to reveal his identity?" ”

"No, we don't want him to reveal our identities."

"Hi...... Stop talking about these boring topics. ”

Michael reminded him of a guitar from the large wooden box and played blues into the campfire, singing black ballads from the American South.

Although he didn't understand a word of the lyrics, Qin Beiyang simply thought it was good, and Ah You couldn't help but beat it. At the end of the song, the Qinling Mountains seem to have become the Appalachian Mountains.

"Michael, how did you learn to speak Chinese?"

Qin Beiyang asked, and "Angel" Michael put down the guitar and said, "I'm a mongrel." My mom was a prostitute in New Orleans, and she said my dad might be Cuban, or Mexican, or even Chinese. When I was 10 years old, the USS Maine exploded in Havana, and my mom died of syphilis. I wandered west from Louisiana and over the desert of New Mexico to California. In San Francisco, a Chinese couple took me in. Since then, I have a Chinese dad and a Chinese mom. They were Chinese laborers who came to the United States to build a railroad, and when the railroad was finished, they opened a laundromat in San Francisco. ”

Above, Michael speaks most of English, and a small part is mixed with Chinese and Spanish, and Qin Beiyang only understands a small half.

"So, you learned Chinese?"

"In 1906, the San Francisco earthquake left the laundromat in ruins. A gang of white men took advantage of the fire and shot my adoptive parents. I fought them and I got two shots in the stomach and killed a bastard. The judge sentenced me to ten years in prison! ”

"I've heard that under American law, killing in self-defense is not guilty."

"I'm black, my adoptive parents are Chinese, and I killed a white man. In front of a white jury, this is my sin! ”

Michael snapped a branch and threw it into the burning campfire, crackling.

"One day, the world will change."

"I learned a lot in prison, there was a magician in the same cell as me, and a professional killer who taught me two of the most important skills in my life. In my third year in prison, I could no longer stand the abuse of blacks by prison guards. I killed a prison guard and escaped! Since then, I have changed my name and wandered the land of the United States, performing magic tricks everywhere to make a living, and by the way, becoming a professional killer. I have killed more people than I have changed. But another kind of people, no one pays them, and I will kill them too......"

"Who?"

"The Ku Klux Klux Klan. I became the number one Assassin in the United States and joined the League of Assassins. The top assassins in the world know the angel Michael, or the magician Michael. ”

Michael looked back at Ah You and actually said two sentences in Cantonese, because his adoptive parents were both from Taishan, Guangdong - which means that Ah You saved his life in Paris, and of course he wants to repay Ah You for saving his life!

With that, Michael burrowed into the hollow of the tree and snored like thunder......

Only then did Qin Beiyang whisper: "Sister Ayou, I was stunned by you. I was originally in Bailuyuan, guarding the tomb of the little prince of the Tang Dynasty, why did I come to this Taibai Mountain with you? ”

"Brother, this is fate!"

Qin Beiyang patted his thigh: "Oops! I'm in your way again! ”

"No, I'll take you home."

"Home?" Qin Beiyang laughed and said, "Since I was born, I have been in exile. Except for the fact that before the age of nine in the Tianjin German Concession, he lived a good life with his adoptive parents for a few years, and the rest did not know what his home was! ”

"Taibai Mountain is your home."

Qin Beiyang heard her words: "Could it be that there is an ancient tomb on Taibai Mountain?" Got a Tomb Beast? ”

"Yes."

"Isn't it...... Taibai Mountain, is it the lair of your assassins? League of Assassins - The Great Temple of the Far East? ”

"Not bad."

Qin Beiyang complained bitterly in his heart, didn't he throw himself into the net and fall into the tiger's mouth?

"Don't you want to see the little prince of the Tang Dynasty again?"

Before the words fell, Nine-Colored's eyes lit up. Yes, the last time in the three eastern provinces, Qin Beiyang was intercepted by the assassins, and Ah You offered to take him to Taibai Mountain.

"I think! Nine colors want more! ”

He hugged the red mane of the town's tomb beast and looked at the stars in the sky.

"Brother, thank you for talking so much to me and following me to Taibai Mountain."

The night on the mountain was cold, and Ah You leaned his head on his shoulder and blew like an orchid at the base of his ear. The light of the bonfire shot on her face, and it was a little seductive. Qin Beiyang didn't know how to deal with it, smelling the breath in the hair of an eighteen-year-old girl, as if he had returned to the secret room next to the underground palace of Emperor Guangxu twelve years ago, Chinese the whole reincarnation of the zodiac, the virgin who was dressed up by the old eunuch and was about to be poisoned with mercury......