Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Old Reunion

Shang Jin looked Shen up and down at night, and then smiled politely: "Shang Jin is here, fortunately." "This woman, blue eyes, blonde hair, snow-white skin...... At first glance, it is a person of different races. However, being born with a stunning face, even comparable to that of a little fox - but two completely different styles. Beauty is beautiful, or the little fox is more in line with his heart, the long hair that flies wantonly, just like her person, does as he pleases, unfettered.

Mu Ningjiu saw the smile on Shang Jin's lips and the uncertain feelings in his ink eyes, and thought: Shen Wan was born so beautifully, it actually made Shang Jin's beauties stunned! If you want her to say, no matter how beautiful Shen Wan is, she still can't compare to Shang Jin's peerless appearance. This businessman who looks in the mirror every day but never gets tired of looking at his appearance, has his aesthetics changed? Looking at this posture, is it love at first sight? Tsk, if she finds Shen Wan's unknown secret, will she tell him or not...... She patted her head in fear, and her thoughts had drifted a hundred miles away.

"Shang Jin, introduce me to me, where is Di Guo more distinctive? I've just arrived, and I want you to take me to play. Although Shen Wan was talking to Shang Jin, she deliberately used the word "you" to blur the original exposed purpose, so as not to make everyone suspicious.

"Let's go together, everyone is adrift, take this opportunity to have a good time." Suddenly, a deep male voice said.

"Master Zhiyin? Where have you been these days? Shang Jin raised his eyebrows and asked. He hadn't seen since that night, after he had been pointing out the maze. He also thought that the master had gone into retreat and practiced.

"You are allowed to wander around, and you are not allowed to appreciate the beauty of the mountains and rivers of this world?" He feigned annoyance, and poked the ground with the bastick in his left hand, making a "tuk-tuk" sound.

"Oh...... Such. ”

"Lao Ge went to the eastern part of Di Kingdom to enjoy camellia flowers today, and happened to meet a son surnamed Liu."

"So?" Mu Ningjiu answered, the corners of her mouth twitching, revealing a little impatience.

"Yes, it must be Eleven! I'm going to meet him......" Shang Jin suddenly slapped his leg and shouted, put down the teacup with a "bang", and ran across the wooden bridge as if flying, rushing towards the door of the inn. Mu Ning Jiuyi raised her eyebrows: Are they so close?

"Whew...... It's finally here. Liu Shiyi finished unloading his last luggage on the horse and sat down on the ground. I slept all the way and came non-stop, in order to save the public funds given by my son and keep it for my own use. He took out a heavy bag of broken silver from his waist and smirked - in the end, the hard work of this journey was not in vain. Well, I'm going to go to the restaurant for a good meal first...... He rubbed his flattened stomach and got up contentedly, the image of him in a full banquet in his mind.

"Elevenβ€”" A male voice overflowing with joy sounded behind him, and he was about to turn back, but was vigorously pushed to his feet.

"Eleven, I finally found you, this time I have been separated for more than ten days, you don't know how much I miss you, from birth to now, we have never been separated for so long." Liu Shiyi was slightly shocked in his heart: This, isn't it a broken sleeve? But why is the sound so familiar......

He stood up straight and said, "This ......" When he saw the person clearly, his eyes immediately widened like longan.

"Father-in-law...... "This is Childe?!" Is this still the son who is narcissistic with a bad stomach? Isn't he clean? He would allow others to come into contact with him...... Got dropped? Amnesia? He looked at Shang Jin for a long time, and came to a conclusion: from head to toe, it all proved that this was his earth-shattering son, and it was even better-looking. Realizing this, his hand holding the money bag tightened slightly, and his heart was like a drum.

Who is Ke Shang Jin? The extremely cunning human spirit naturally saw the clue at a glance. As soon as his hand was clapped, the money bag was in his hand. He raised a standard Shang smile and said:

"I didn't expect my dear eleven to know how to save money for me. Yes, there is growth. Have you worked hard all the way? Come and go to the inn with me to have a cup of tea and get tired......" He walked into Feiyun Pavilion first, and while beckoning to him with great "affinity", he quickly took off his outer robe, pinching it with his thumb and middle finger, with a look of disgust.

...... "Ahhh!!hh Liu Shiyi's heart, which was already dripping blood, seemed to have been sprinkled with a bag of salt again. If anyone doubts that this person is not Shang Jin now, he must be in a hurry with him! This point is obviously really a business demon who is like a fake...... His precious silver, full of Han people, is all missing out on him now. Almost, he won't be reduced to drinking clear tea, just a little bit......

Just when Liu Shiyi was sitting on the ground of Feiyun Pavilion in a decadent manner, there were also many people next to him pointing at Shiyi and Shang Jin, not knowing what they were talking about. Shang Jin frowned, and said slowly: "Eleven, what are you doing in a daze?" Do you still want to ride a unicycle here? Liu Shiyi's heart trembled, and he quickly picked up the big bag and swept towards the inn, and disappeared all of a sudden.

Shang Jin finally couldn't help but laugh out loud after he fled away. This kid, who hasn't seen him for half a month, is getting more and more unteased, it's so cute.

After Liu Shiyi ran for a while, his speed gradually slowed down: Huh? He didn't do anything bad, why did he run so fast? He was so tired that he sat on the grass by the side of the road, thinking to himself: What is one of the great pleasures of Childe's daily life? Tease him! He grew up with him since he was a child, and was he teased less? Isn't it all taken for granted - he's never spoken anyway, not real? Why didn't you see him for a while, and you forgot about his inferior nature?! Oops, I've been tricked again. He patted his head: Alas, Liu Shiyi, you have an elm head.

"Eleven, let's eat together." Shang Jin suppressed the smile that overflowed unconsciously, and said with a straight face.

"Huh?" Eleven plucked out his ears, thinking he had misheard.

"Haven't you eaten yet? Let's eat together. Shang Jin repeated, extremely patient, not at all like the impatient person who spoke less than three sentences before. Why is that?

"Little fox, this snow mountain lily is a famous dish of Di country, it has the effect of nourishing and soothing the nerves, replenishing the qi, you taste it, the taste is fresh, just neutralized with these meats." Shang Jin pointed to the plate of crystal clear things and recommended it with a smile. Mu Ningjiu looked up from the chicken on the plate, took a chopstick lily suspiciously, and put it in his mouth.

"Well, it's not bad." She commented. Liu Shiyi caught a glimpse of Shang Jin's smile beside him was extraordinarily bright, and the feeling of being creepy when he smiled on weekdays was no longer there. Hey? I always feel that something terrible happened in the days when he was away. However, it is better to think about this matter yourself, if you ask him, it may make him angry and embarrassed, and he will not have good fruit to eat.

Lujia Village.

"Childe, we ......"

"Han Gongzi, Han Gongzi, you save my fifth son, please, save him......" A middle-aged woman suddenly rushed into the house, and then kowtowed to Wei Chi Xuan vigorously. The villagers said that the man in front of him was proficient in medical skills, and in the past few days when he came to Lujia Village, the villagers' incurable diseases had asked him to take care of them, so her five sons would definitely be fine......

"Auntie, don't get excited, what's going on?" He brought a chair to the woman and handed her a cup of tea.

She gradually calmed down: "That's right, this morning I went to the fifth room to wake him up as usual, but found that he was not there. Wu'er would get up early on weekdays to go to the mountains to practice useless martial arts, and he didn't listen to my persuasion, so he left him alone. So I didn't think much about his absence, until the time came, I didn't see him come back, I felt that something was wrong, and was about to go to him, but I was told by Lao Xu, who had just returned from the mountains, that Wu'er was in a coma in the mountains...... Childe, please save Wu'er, save him, how can I live without him......"

"Auntie, take me to have a look."

Beigong Han followed the woman through a dilapidated house, pushed open the small wooden door with red peppers, and bent down to enter. The room was dark, and only a motionless figure on the bed could be faintly seen. He whispered, "At the right time, light a candle." ”

With a "bang", the match was lit, a small flame lit a short red candle, Beigong Han approached and saw a young man about fifteen or sixteen years old, lying on a slightly yellowed bed with his eyes closed.

He reached into the boy's nose, and could only feel a faint, near-vanished breath. The face showed no signs of poisoning, except for some paleness. His pulse beat extremely slowly, and he injected an internal force into his body, but it was as if a stone had sunk into the sea, without a trace of existence. The boy is like a bottomless pit, absorbing the energy that is constantly entering from the outside world. Weird. He thought, looking through his skin except for his face, and finally found a black mark on his chest. The shape is extremely strange, like some ancient tribal script or pattern.

He was stunned for a moment, and then bowed slightly to the middle-aged woman: "Auntie, have you ever seen the pattern on Wu'er's chest?" ”

The woman looked closer and was surprised, "Where did this come from?" He had never seen him shirtless on weekdays, so why did he suddenly have a ......" her moist eyes showed a little confusion.

Beigong Han frowned and said slowly: "Auntie, although I can't know what happened to Wu'er, his coma is by no means an accident. I need to take him away to be healed. Otherwise, if it is delayed any longer, I am afraid that it will be ......"

"Master Han, can you cure him?" The woman asked, her eyes empty, and she asked dryly.

β€œ...... I tried my best. ”

"Thank you. That...... I'm sorry to take care of Wu'er. She choked up with tears in her eyes. The wrinkled hand caressed the boy's cheek and murmured, "Wu'er, you must be healthy and come back to find your mother." ”