Fu Shao stumbled to find a pond, lying on the edge of the pond and watching it carefully, with mixed feelings in his heart. Not far away, a pair of barefoot bars covered in mud rushed to her and knelt in front of her, with a surprise or panicked "ahhh Fu Shaogen looked up, it was a middle-aged man in rags, his dark face was still stained with black ashes, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his expression seemed to cry and laugh.

"Uncle dumb, go away, go wash and come back, don't scare the young master!" Jing'er shouted behind her.

Hearing this, the man quickly stood up again, and ran away like a gust of wind.

"That's Uncle Dumb, and now, only me and him are left alive." Jing'er said.

Jing'er didn't talk much, and said a few words, which made Fu Shaogen's mind completely sober.

Fu Shao is more aware of his situation, here is a primitive deep mountain in the northwest border, because the shape is like Guanyin meditation, so the name of the mountain is also called Niangniangzuo. Fu Shaogen has studied the maps of various countries, she has seen this mountain on the map before, but she never thought that it only exists in the Valley of the Medicine King, which is passed down by mouth, and it turns out to be in the belly of Niangniang.

There is only one secret path here that leads to the outside of the mountain, and people who are not well aware of the terrain can't find it at all, which is also the reason why the Medicine King Valley is hidden in the world. Fu Shao still remembers that he once pointed to this mountain and said to his subordinates, but unfortunately this mountain is not in the territory of Juntian, this is a natural border barrier, a little design, promising.

The world is unpredictable, he actually returned his soul to a grand weight thousands of miles away, in a body in the Medicine King Valley, it seems that the age is ten years younger than himself, it is the age of 28 Fanghua, and I don't know where the original owner Fang Soul has gone.

She still clearly remembers that just five years ago, she designed to trap and kill the head of the main striker, kidnapped the commander of the first army at night, won the victory with minimal damage, and signed a ten-year covenant against each other. Is this fucking retribution?

Fu Shaogen finally accepted this fact, looking at himself in the mirror, probably less than twenty years old, with delicate and beautiful facial features, once a pair of thick black sword eyebrows that were rare for men, but now they have become distant mountains and green daisies, and a pair of phoenix eyes below are slightly upturned, and the brilliance flows between the closures.

I still remember that the master once looked at his face and said that it was murderous and awe-inspiring for a long time, could it be that the master foresaw his short life?

Jing'er looked at Fu Shao and rubbed his face repeatedly, and whispered: "The young master looks like a lady." ”

Immediately took out a portrait, only to see a pair of men and women in the painting, the woman snuggled in the man's arms, picked up a branch of iris with her bare hands, smiling and smiling, it was a beauty that was rare in the palace, the man was tall, heroic, dressed in cloth, only smiled and looked down at the woman, with a happy expression.

The portrait still exists, the person in the painting is no longer there, and it is really unpredictable, and blessings and misfortunes depend on each other.

Fu Shaogen has never been a person who drags mud and water, and his heart flashed with emotion, and then he made a decision, rather than returning to the mother country where he had lived for thirty years without explanation, it was better to survive here with a new identity. It's just that this new body is weak, and if you lie in the wild and sleep, you may be bitten to death by mosquitoes.

Fu Shao stroked the mountain gate he had just walked out, and as soon as the door was closed, there was no trace of artificially carved at all. Just a towering cliff covered with moss and vines. Who would have thought that there would be a unique mechanism hidden in it, and a perfect stone chamber would be carved out.

Did one or even several of the world's leading craftsmen in this valley also die from the massacre she suspected?

What is all this for? Who is this body?

The dumb uncle walked over and stood quietly under Fu Shaogen, as if he was just a shadow in the mountains.

The breeze caresses the valley like a lover's hand, and everything Jing'er says makes those who listen chill in their hearts.

That's the story of the Valley of the Medicine King.

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The surname of the medicine king is Gu, he is the closed disciple of the king of Miao, with superb medical skills, and when he walks the rivers and lakes, he is known as a person who cannot be cured, and he does not need to find medicine. When the world is full of exotic flowers and plants, more than half of them are planted in the Valley of the Medicine King. The first emperor of the Shengzhong Dynasty had congenital deficiencies when he was born, and the Tai Hospital would diagnose that he would not live to be five years old anyway, and then he lived to the age of thirty after Gu Yaowang's care and diagnosis and treatment once a year, once a month at a time. It is said that when the first emperor died, he shouted the name of King Gu Yao three times, but King Gu Yao avoided answering, and the first emperor died in tears. Gu Yaowang immediately left the palace and returned to the Medicine King Valley, never asking about the world again.

Gu Yaowang married his wife Bai, the daughter of King Miao, and grew up with King Yao, childhood sweethearts and their daughters were born, but they were born like a living dead, not crying or moving, only barely keeping a breath of heat. The medicine king sighed: I have changed my life many times in my life, which is against the mandate of heaven, I am afraid that this is God's punishment for me. But he was unwilling to give up, so he soaked his daughter with the production method of Miao Jiang's "medicine man".

The so-called "medicine man" is to seal the acupuncture point from a young golden needle, and has been soaked in the potion of rare and exotic herbs since birth, and the process of eclipse and poison is cultivated, and the process is arduous, but Gu Yaowang has made improvements in the method, and has devoted himself to studying various ancient relic, determined to spend his life to cure his daughter.

Unexpectedly, more than ten years later, the Medicine King Valley was suddenly washed away by the blood of the man in black, slaughtering the essence from top to bottom, and not even a single of the dozen or so little medicine boys who were less than ten years old survived. The methods were extremely bloody and cruel, and several grass huts where the medicine king lived were poured oil and set on fire, and the husband and wife were burned alive inside.

It is said that the men in black stood in a circle around the grass hut and did not leave until they checked that the bodies of the two men were indeed correct.

At that time, Uncle Dumb and Jing'er were ordered to guard the young master, guarding in the dark room opened up in the mountains, only listening to the countless miserable cries for help outside, even if they gritted their teeth, they did not take a step.

After the man in black left for a day and a night, the two dared to go out of the mountain gate to find the body for burial. Pity the people of a valley full of dead and rivers of blood.

Gu Yaowang did not leave a single word to explain this catastrophe.

No one knows where the man in black came from, how he found it, and why he had to put this husband and wife who had no quarrel with the world to death.

All this is like a huge mystery, how many innocent lives have been wasted, and they are all fools on the way to life.

Uncle Dumb was not completely dumb, he muttered a word with great difficulty.

"What?" I didn't hear it clearly.

"Uncle Dumb said, 155. The number of people who died in the Valley of the Medicine King was 155. Jing'er said.

155 people, except for the medicine king and his wife, the others are ordinary medicine farmers and flower farmers, these people came to the medicine king valley to settle down, and when they came in, they vowed not to step out of the medicine king valley again, and the children they gave birth to were little medicine children. There is even a school built in the valley, where literate men take turns as gentlemen to teach knowledge and skills to the children.

Under the management of the Medicine King, it is like a small paradise, not involved in the war, peaceful and serene.

155 people, how many happy families. There was no harm at all, so it was inexplicably slaughtered.

Jing'er looked at the strange and familiar girl in front of her, the girl was very quiet during the listening process, and it seemed that her eyelashes did not tremble. But the air around her suddenly flowed treacherously, inexplicably forming a powerful aura. Jing'er was familiar with this aura, and she had also felt it in the body of the Medicine King, it was a kind of aura of a superior person.

Jing'er said softly: "Young master, you must avenge this revenge." ”

Fu Shaogen's lips twitched, revealing an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and his dark eyes suddenly raised to look at Jing'er: "Of course, that's my own parents, I can't die like this." ”

Jing'er looked at those dark eyes and suddenly felt relieved. It seems that the person in front of him will definitely be able to do it if he really says it.

She knew that Uncle Dumb was full of confusion like her, but their confusion didn't matter, just as it didn't matter who was in front of them. They seem to sense the destiny of heaven, and they used to protect this man, and in the future, I am afraid that they will follow this man to death.

Following is no longer their task, but becoming their ideal.

Jing'er's back straightened involuntarily, and she wanted to prove herself. She said: "I, although I haven't learned much, but I have learned disguise, which was taught by my wife herself, and I can also do some pharmacology." Uncle Dumb's fists and feet are also good, and the valley lord used to only take him with him when he went out of the mountain. ”

Fu Shaogen smiled again.

Uncle Dumb is definitely not really called Uncle Dumb, she has long found that Uncle Dumb's left hand is a little peculiar, a cut larger than his right hand, there are thick calluses on the index finger and thumb, and there are torn old wounds on the tiger's mouth, but the little thumb is incredibly short, this is a hand born with a mountain knife, such a thick cocoon, without twenty or thirty years of attainments can not be grinded. An ordinary mountain knife can weigh ten catties, and the people who are used to using the left-handed mountain knife in the world, she remembers that the master once mentioned it once when she was a child, and Han Yinchuan, the young knife king of Miaoling, is a left-handed knife with a superb, and there is no enemy in ten thousand armies. It's just that this young hero is like a flash in the pan, and he suddenly disappeared as soon as he emerged.

It turned out that he was hiding in the Valley of the Medicine King.

The boy is old, and I'm afraid that's another story.

As for Jing'er, if she can be taught by the daughter of King Miao herself, how far can her skills go.