That night, Luo Xuan and a pair of daughters stayed in the wilderness, and when he returned to the room after rinsing, he suddenly saw a dark fire in the hall, and suddenly felt something different.

Someone stole a knife? He jumped on the beam of the house, looked around, a black shadow was sweeping away from the eaves of the continuous green tiles towards the northern mountains and forests, Luo Xuan carried out light skills, his feet were like flying, and the internal force of the other party was not ambiguous, so he chased and dodged, and in a blink of an eye he had entered the depths of the wilderness outside the town.

On tiptoe, the other party was already standing with his back in front of him, and it seemed that the name of stealing the knife led him to see the truth. When the other party turned around, he saw that he was seven feet tall, with a tiger's back and bear's shoulder, a full face of green hair, and his eyes were blazing.

Seeing Luo Xuan chasing after him, the person who came hugged his fists and looked respectful: "Doctor Luo, the late-night nuisance is also forgiven, and the fourth son of Xia Jin Guo is Yan Hongkai, and he came today just to verify a puzzle." ”

As Luo Xuan expected, with such skills and clothes, this person is the son of the Jin Kingdom of the current dynasty, Wanyan Hongkai.

"Your Excellency came late at night, what happened?"

"Since the Yan Fu Knife is owned by Luo Daxia, you must be the descendant of Luo Guanqing, the Nine Divine Doctor. Is what is said below true?"

Seeing that he also knew that his father became famous in the rivers and lakes when he was in his prime, Luo Xuan groaned: "Luo Guanqing, the divine doctor of Jiuyun, is the father of the family. "And with static braking, wait and see what the other party wants.

Unexpectedly, after Yan Hongkai heard this, he sighed at the moment, his Adam's apple trembled, and his words were earnest: "The ancestors blessed, Taizong lost his bloodline, and today he finally found it for Hongkai!"

Luo Xuan was stunned when he heard the words, and just about to speak, Yan Hongkai waved his hand, and untied his placket, revealing his strong chest, but saw that his complexion was bronze, and a Xuanhu totem on his left pectoral muscle was not angry and lifelike, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.

If you don't see it, at a glance, Luo Xuandun was hit by lightning and flint, and he almost couldn't stand steadily.

"Doctor Luo, it's useless to say more, you just need to untie your chest and see if there is a blood totem of my Dajin Wanyan clan tattooed on your left chest, and you will know whether what I say is true or false. ”

Luo Xuan seemed to be a needle under his feet, took three steps back in a row, and poured down the earth-shaking panic, this is not true! He thought that the Xuanhu of the Luomen Sect was a needle in his chest when he was nine years old, and when he was nine years old, his father pricked him with a needle in his chest, colored it with asphalt drop by drop, and integrated into the flesh and bones, and the black-haired Xuanhu picture of the blood and blood blended, which means that the king of beasts and the world bows down, how can it become the evidence of the blood of the golden people?

This is not true, it must be a plan of the golden people, a conspiracy!

"Child, this Xuanhu mark is my Romon's bloodline, you must collect it for the rest of your life, don't show it in front of others, do you understand?" Back then, the dark tone of his father's needle suddenly echoed in his ears, Luo Xuan's heart was fierce, and the fear was inexplicable as when he woke up that morning and found Xiaofeng's soft body temperature beside him, which was a kind of worrying annoyance that had been violated and snooped on for many years, and it made him uneasy to sit still!

That night, Nie Xiaofeng had everything in her sights, her delicate fingertips sliding on the warmth of the totem on his chest, with a sultry lure, taming him for a short time. For so many years, she is the only one who has been entangled with him overnight, naked and facing each other, and she is the only one who has seen the secret hidden deep in the chest of the divine doctor Dan Shi Luo Xuan, who is not seen in the world, the secret that even he himself can't trace back to the source, but he can't help but look at each other from time to time and pay attention to it.

"It's nonsense! Luo will not be accompanied. ”

After a moment of confusion, Luo Xuan quickly returned to his composure. He is a miracle doctor and a leader in the righteous path, who has read all the world's affairs and has seen the vicissitudes of life, how can he mistake the plan of the Jin people? Wan Yan Hongkai wants nothing more than to blackmail himself into promoting the overall situation of the coalition forces, and then use his reputation to disintegrate the morale of the Central Plains martial arts.

Although he was thinking calmly, it was still inevitable that the anger in his chest gradually rose, Luo Xuan pointed five fingers, and secretly withdrew the Yan Fu knife from Wan Yan Hongkai's hand, Wan Yan Hongkai seemed to have expected it, and did not move at all, Luo Xuan turned around and left.

"The divine doctor is reluctant to show his clothes, thinking that it is known to be implicit, Hongkai does not dare to be reluctant, but his life and bloodline cannot be buried. Luo Daxia, Lingzun Luo Guanqing, formerly known as Wan Yan Jue, is the seventh son of Taizong of this dynasty, he advocates sinicization, obsessed with pharmacology, and was exiled to the Central Plains due to a failed coup d'état in the year of Sheng, and will never return. He learned the ritual and medical skills of the Han people in Middle-earth, and since then he has been incognito, integrated into the green forest, and devoted himself to the study of pharmacology. Doctor Luo still remembers Ling Zunzhi's 'three non-doctors', not doctors, no bandits, and no soldiers?"

The mountains and forests are quiet, the moonlight is like water, and Yan Hongkai's voice came after itself, the sound was clear and clear, and the words were struck to the bone.

Luo Xuan couldn't help but slow down, reason was reminding him to leave this place quickly, but there was an irresistible voice in his heart, which hindered the pace of his departure, which was an instinct that no one could control and explore his life experience.

What Yan Hongkai said just now, but every sentence is true, my father's three non-doctors back then were indeed "not as good as bandits, not as good as doctors, and not as good as the army", he had vividly remembered it, and he also questioned his father: "The heart of the doctor's parents, why not treat everyone equally?"

Dad sighed at that time, and walked silently.

When he was young, Luo Xuan didn't understand, but now the Xuanhu totem on his chest that had accompanied him for more than 60 years and this descendant of the Jin Kingdom who visited late at night made him understand in an instant.

If everything is true, if his father has been caught in a dilemma between the Han and Jin dynasties all his life, and if his teachings, poems, and books since childhood are indeed due to his deep affection for the Song and Han cultures, then the only thing he can do as a healer is to give up the medical soldiers, and he can be regarded as a modest contribution to the temporary peace between the bloodline and the land where he lives.

The doubts in his heart were like a tsunami landslide, Luo Xuan turned around and looked at Yan Hongkai, but saw that he was neither humble nor arrogant, and he was confident:

"Divine Doctor Luo, Ling Zun and you are both members of my Wanyan Sect, but it's a pity that the past is far away, and today it happened suddenly, so it is not easy for you to accept it rashly, and you will not be reluctant in the future. Hongkai came today, in fact, it is still a matter, my king intends to join forces with the heroes of Binzhou to fight against the Yuan. ＂

Luo Xuan nodded, it was not surprising that the Jin Kingdom had the intention of joining forces with the Song people to resist the Yuan.

Wanyan Hongkai continued: "At present, the new capital of Mongolia has just been built, and the Quartet has expanded its troops to conquer the land, and my Dajin has to look at it because of the emptiness of national strength, and I have to look at it and endure humiliation. ”

"It's a pity that most of the generals in Binzhou City are from the Central Plains martial arts, and they share the same hatred for the enemy and insist on not allowing them to join forces with my Dajin. Seeing that the Yuan soldiers are approaching the city, if Binzhou is not guaranteed, the Yuan soldiers will wave their troops south, and within a few days, the Song court will fall, and then it will be my turn to die with golden lips and cold teeth. Doctor Luo, your reputation in the Central Plains martial arts is unparalleled, if you can come forward to speak, the heroes must be familiar with the situation and obey your dispatch, then my Jin people's long-term worries, and the Song family's near-term worries will also be invisible. ”

Luo Xuan was silent, looked at Wanyan, Wanyan Hongkai saw this, and suddenly smiled and said: "Luo Daxia, Ling Zun loves Han culture, even if he is exiled, he has been longing to see the two countries reconcile all his life, and the etiquette is the same." Ling Zun's surname Luo or Wanyan's surname, he knows a lot about the admiration of Middle Earth. I also hope that after the divine doctor returns, he will raise his noble hand to help General Guo, and also fight for the peace and long-term governance of the Song and Jin states, and bid farewell in the next. ”

After that, he strode away, and Luo Xuan stood alone in the mountains and forests, locked his eyes and pondered.

When returning to the inn, everything was silent, Jiang Xue had been waiting for Luo Xuan in the side room, seeing that his face was different, he stepped forward to ask, Luo Xuan perfunctory two sentences, Jiang Xue felt that his father did not want to talk deeply, so he closed the door and left.

Luo Xuan sat down in a room alone, stayed up until three moments, his heart was like a thousand insect bites, he couldn't sit still, got up and walked to the mirror to untie his placket, and the nameless Tengtu who had been with him for many years was staring at him.

Truth and falsehood, trickery and conspiracy, it doesn't matter at the moment, the important thing is that today, he has discovered some long-buried and revisited past events about himself, this perception will bring sobriety and confusion into Luo Xuan's almost exhausted life, and the huge unknown and confusion will activate a hidden domain in the depths of his soul like never before.

Facing the bronze mirror, memories followed, what made me can't wait to escape after a night with Xiaofeng? What made me depressed and annoyed for no reason? In addition to the self-blame for the overnight love turmoil, the despair of the broken bones, what are the fragments of memories that hang in the depths of consciousness from time to time and always feel inappropriate?

It was when his father got the needle, he couldn't help but tremble when he practiced medicine for many years, he was ten years old, he forgot his father's life, and his mother was startled when he sneaked into the river with his martial arts companion, and that day his mother broke his head and rushed to carry the young Luo Xuan back to the inner garden, and sent an unprecedented thunder, he recalled that scene, his mother's forehead was bloody, salty, wet and gorgeous, like a peony in the late spring.

Luo Xuan slowly closed his plackets, and crossed his neck together, and the person in the mirror returned to the gray robe and slowly belted, with a pale face.

For as long as he can remember, his outfit has been so sober and discreet, always closing the secret of his chest with a snow-white placket, thick and tight. The miracle doctor Danshi, since childhood, has a pure heart and few desires, wise and wise, and has been a year old, has been meritorious and the sun and the moon, and is famous in the world. The things of the world, he can't do it, the four seasons change, all of them are light, and the years gradually become a silent river, bringing everything and taking everything away.

Since when has he ceased to care for the indispensable touches of life, which are crowded and lackluster, empty like a deception, befitting a cold disillusionment? And the distant cause of the beginning, as early as the winter of the year when the mother's Xiang Yin Hong flowed along the three-foot silver mang, in an irrefutable attitude, the dust settled.

After that, he didn't like it the most, and it was red.

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(Dream)

In his sleep, the mood is uneven, the scenery is hazy, and the memory starts from Ailao Mountain, and he vaguely returns to his former residence in Bianzhou.

In the Songyun Pavilion, the father was pouring tea with the master, and the little sister followed the mother along the pebble rut into the depths of the pear orchard.

The sound of water outside Cihuaxuan was murmuring, and in the courtyard covered by green onions, he didn't want to look deeper, she was also there, and he didn't want to see that woman.

"Your father was bewildered by the remnants of the Demon Sect and left us behind..."

"Son!" Dad yelled angrily.

Both of them suddenly hit the top.

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Luo Xuan was startled, and fled as if leaving the bed, with cold sweat all over his body.

The next day, he took Jiangxue Xuanshuang to return to Ailao Mountain as planned, traveled to the deep mountains, and the father and daughter stayed in Fengqiao overnight.

Xue Xuanshuang hugged each other and slept in the carriage, Luo Xuan walked alone to the mountain stream, the village at his feet was sparsely dotted, the voice of the dog barked faintly, and the rising Kong Ming lantern rose there. Looking down, it turned out that it was another year of Qixi Festival.

What happened to her grave? For so many years, she has deliberately avoided thinking about how many years she has spent on Ailao Mountain since he and Jiang Xue left the mountain twenty years ago, and how many years she has spent in Ailao Mountain after his father and daughter have been wandering outside.

Luo Xuan could imagine the appearance of Nie Xiaofeng's low soil, the mound was withered and messy, and the moss was scarred into the bones three feet down. The cave that was set up for her back then, because she wanted to leave as soon as possible, she couldn't help but rush it. After all, she was arrogant and stubborn, and after all the years, she had never even entered his dreams, and he knew that the old pictures in those deepest dreams did not come from her spirit, but from his own heart.

"There's a taste colder than death, have you ever tried it?" especially remembered the taste of her thin neck on her lips, inciting body fragrance, natural beauty, which made him greedy for joy for a while, and also prompted him to kill for a moment. Why? Because of fear, yes, because of fear, because of fear, afraid that she would be dissatisfied with the disaster, afraid that she would be in deep trouble. Now that I recall it, whether it is good or bad, it has coexisted with the same root and precipitated into the deepest stroke in my memory.

Under the seat of his divine doctor Danshi Luo Xuan, there is only this criminal Nie Xiaofeng, who once made him feel comfortable that he is a man. Looking at her life, there are indeed not many opportunities that can be compared with the unforgettable memories she gave. There has never been a night that makes him Luo Xuan willing to spend sixteen years to forget, but he can't pay for it.

"Daddy. Behind him, it was Jiang Xue who came to find him, "Dad, it's cold and heavy in the mountains, let's go back to the boat." ”

When she mentioned this, Luo Xuan also felt a slight chill on her body, and looked back at her daughter, under the moonlight, she seemed to be familiar with the broken old days.

already knew each other, she was another Nie Xiaofeng who was stepping on the snow to find plum blossoms.

"Your mother likes to listen to the tune you play the most, and play it again for your father. ”

Luo Xuan commanded her daughter softly, as if she was facing the shadow of the river a few years ago. Jiang Xue hesitated slightly, and both of them immediately understood that the inner control was ---- since Nie Xiaofeng's death, Jiang Xue had never played that tune.

"It's okay, just play a song. Luo Xuan said, Jiang Xue dared to play the flute, but Luo Xuan suddenly raised his hand to signal her not to make a sound.

There are few stars and Han Xiao, and there are a few lonely Chenzi in the far sky, and the cool night wind casts a pungent sulfur sour smell, and it is rapidly approaching the mountain where the two of them are stationing.

"Daddy. Jiang Xue's voice was passed into the secret, and Luo Xuan had already picked her up and jumped up the dense maple tree behind the cliff. Fang and Listeady, a large number of Jin Guoxiao Ji galloped silently under the big tree where the two lived, and sneaked in the direction of Binzhou City in the east, and the smoke and dust all the way were covered by the dark night, and they didn't know it.

Luo Xuan and Jiang Xue borrowed the jungle all the way, followed behind, and the high-jawed leader led by the leader was Wanyan Hongkai, who visited him the night before. After seeing Yan Hongkai's instructions to the deputy general beside him, Luo Xuan listened secretly, and couldn't help but feel a sigh in his heart, could it be that Binzhou is already a soldier in the city at this moment?

Busy said to Jiang Xue: "It's not good, the Jin people turned around this time, and they joined forces with the Yuan people to attack Binzhou." These are the 800 elite cavalry of the Jin army, and after entering the siege, they will be ambushed on both flanks of Bincheng, and as soon as the commander of the Yuan army leads the alliance leader Wei Jing out of the pass, he will feed the machine to sneak attack. Jiangxue, you hurry up and enter Binzhou City to inform the alliance leader and his wife, I will secretly follow these golden people and go to the battlefield to find out. ”

"Dad, when did you get to know the Jin language?" Jiang Xue immediately asked back, her tone was very surprised, Luo Xuan was also stunned, it turned out that these Xiao Ji had been talking to each other in Jin language, but he unconsciously understood their conversation, and described Jiang Xue in Chinese. He couldn't help but recall his father's daily teachings when he was a child, and he thought that his father just wanted him to know the nations and the world, but he didn't want to be ......

The two of them walked to about ten miles under the city, only to see the beacon fire in the distance, the wolf smoke was all over the field, the sound of shouting and killing shook the sky, and when they got closer, the tower on the city of Binzhou was Ding Nai, the mountains and rivers between the two armies were sharpened, the cloud chain chariots of the two armies of the Jin and Yuan armies were coming one after another, and all kinds of military flags were in the flat under the city, and the black pressure was buried in a ball.

"Dad, the city gate is sealed, how can we enter the city to inform the alliance leader and his wife?" Jiang Xue said anxiously, Luo Xuan stared at it, and saw a corner of the southwest corner, as if there was a dense track bending a snake, from the inside out, and someone was struggling to break out from the inside.

"It's the Four Seas Gang!" Luo Xuanti jumped up to the top of the tree and looked into the distance, and sure enough, he saw that Lu Zhiming, the deputy leader of the Four Seas Gang, was leading several Zongtang disciples to fight hard, all of them were heavily injured, and Lu You's feet had a Vulture Feather Silver Long Arrow of the Yuan Army inserted in the left and right ribs, and the blood stains on the corners of his mouth had turned black.

Luo Xuan performed light skills, jumped away, stretched out his palms, swept away the left and right soldiers, and in a moment he made room for the fleeing people. Lu Zhiming looked up and saw that it was him at first glance, his eyes lit up, and with a pop, the string fell to the ground.

"Elder Lu!" Jiang Xue helped him sit up, Luo Xuan roughly observed the injuries of everyone, they had been in the formation for a long time, their blood was exhausted, and they were powerless to return to the sky.

"Luo Daxia, I can see you here... The Lord of the Wei League and Mrs. Yu are still trapped in the city, the Lord of the Wei League is seriously injured, and Mrs. Yu is about to give birth, Luo Daxia, please... Hurry up and rescue them!"

Luo Xuan raised his eyes and looked, the fire at the city gate was clear, and it was rare to have a trace of entry.

"Is there any other way to enter Binzhou?" he pinched Lu Zhiming's heart and asked.

"Yes, there is a flint bay in the west of the city, and there are two hugging elm trees at the end of the bay, which is the entrance to the secret passage leading to the backyard of the alliance lord's mansion. . . Luo Daxia, please... Lu Zhiming's voice did not fall, and his expression froze in place.

Luo Xuan and Jiang Xue glanced at each other, put down the corpse, and both of them rushed to the west of the city with their best foot strength.

On the way, they met Yuan Jin Sanyong, and the two had no time to show mercy as they did on weekdays. When he killed a brave Jin general, he suddenly pulled Luo Xuan's front placket, his clothes were half open, and he caught a glimpse of the Xuanhu on his chest.

Luo Xuan shook his hand away, and his heart was churning.

Entering the secret passage, bowing all the way, Wen Jiangxue breathed behind her without hurrying, Zhang was more than slow, Luo Xuan was pleased that her mental method was becoming more and more sophisticated, and suddenly heard a treacherous melody coming from outside the tunnel, like suona, and like a porous pan flute.

Behind her, the sound of Jiangxue's trailing footsteps was dull, Luo Xuan looked back, and saw her standing still, a touch of moonlight reflected on her face through the cracks in the earth and stone, illuminating her expression strangely.

"Jiangxue?" Luo Xuan called her in a low voice, and the strange music started again, Jiangxue suddenly got an order, three feet on the ground like a mandrill, and stretched out her palm to grab him head-on!