When Lu Qiming walked to the door of the house, he almost thought that he had made a mistake - there was a steaming bag of steamed buns on the stone table in the courtyard, and the ground was full of traces of being washed by water, and there was a dingdong dingdong in the side room, and I don't know who was inside. After confirming it repeatedly, he entered the courtyard curiously, and saw the girl who was sweating all over.

The girl was dressed in a capable women's samurai uniform, her jet-black hair was tied high into a ponytail, and the whole person looked energetic and lively. She was concentrating on tidying up the room, sometimes wiping her sweat with the back of her hand, and she didn't notice that Lu Qiming was already standing at the door.

The corners of Lu Qiming's mouth hooked up a smile, and he raised his finger to buckle the door. The girl's whole body stiffened, and she suddenly raised her head.

Lu Qiming watched the girl's bright face quickly turn from frightened and angry to embarrassed, and the slight annoyance in his heart also dissipated. He glanced at her abnormal red hands and forehead, sighed helplessly, and turned to walk towards the main house next to her.

The girl finally reacted, she blushed and straightened out her mess as quickly as she could, grabbed her burden and stepped out of the room, and hurriedly said, "Yes, I'm sorry, I thought no one lived here...... Ah, no, no, I'm going to get out!"

"This is not in a hurry," Lu Qiming turned around and stopped her, pointed to the stone bench in the courtyard, and said, "You sit down and don't move first...... Yes, there it is. Don't worry, wait for me. ”

The girl hesitated, sat down cautiously and crampedly, watched the boy push the door into the room in the middle of the courtyard, walked to the cabinet, pressed it skillfully, and walked out with a few bottles and cans.

"Fortunately, it hasn't deteriorated, so I don't have to rematch. Lu Qiming sniffed the different bottles one by one, took out two and put them in front of her, and said, "Apply the white jar externally, and eat one of the pills in the red bottle." Seeing that the girl was still looking at herself blankly, Lu Qiming looked at her in surprise and pointed to her hand.

She followed Lu Qiming's gaze, and suddenly gasped - just for a moment, there were already large blisters on her hands, which were painful and numb.

Lu Qiming motioned for her to spread her hands flat, pulled out a white porcelain bottle and sprinkled the medicine powder evenly on the wound, while casually asking, "You are the first time to come to Twilight, right?"

"Yes......" As soon as she opened her mouth, the girl was startled, she only felt that her mouth and tongue were numb, and her pronunciation was blurred; she subconsciously stroked her throat with her hand, and found that her entire arm was numb and difficult to move - it was a powerful poison, and she looked at Lu Qiming in shock.

"Don't worry, I'm not the kind of thing that kills people...... But the girl has to deal with it as soon as possible. Lu Qiming chuckled and reassured. As soon as he raised his hand, he flicked the antidote into her mouth, and quickly pricked several acupuncture points whose names the girl couldn't name with silver needles, and said with a smile: "As long as you live here for a few days in the twilight, you will know that my yard is in trouble." You're fine, you didn't ask and came in alone. ”

The symptoms of numbness in the body were gradually relieved, and the girl cleared her throat, and when she found that her voice was fine, she thanked her softly and explained in a low voice: "The cheap inns are full...... I saw that it was empty, so I thought ...... first Put something in while you're leaving......"

"You're lucky, I just happened to meet you," Lu Qiming picked up the porcelain vase and put it back in its place, and said with a smile: "Otherwise, if you are found by the people who came to 'clean up', you will be thrown out indiscriminately." ”

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the girl's somewhat embarrassed expression, the corners of Lu Qiming's mouth hooked, and while packing up his things, he raised his voice and said, "Reacquaint myself, I'm Lu Qiming." As you can see, there is a little bit of medicine and occasionally a little poison. ”

"My name is Song Ping'an. Song Ping'an hurriedly introduced his name, and felt that the words "Lu Qiming" sounded very familiar. A flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she secretly exclaimed in her heart, "Could it be him?!No, how could it be!" She looked at the young man's clean but ordinary cloth clothes, and then looked around at the furnishings of the courtyard, shook her head and shook out the unrealistic guess in her heart, it was just the same name.

Lu Qiming didn't know the suspicion in her heart, he was busy restoring the mechanism in the courtyard everywhere.

No one knew that his independent courtyard, built on the outskirts of Dusk Town, seemed to have an unobstructed view and came and went at will, but in fact there were extremely elaborate mechanisms inside and out. Once opened, thieves with average strength should never think of entering, even if they are real masters, they can block one or two.

It's just that Lu Qiming knows the terrible spirit of adventure of the twilight people - if his yard is full of organs, and everyone comes in vertically and goes out horizontally, it will be lively, and there will be an endless stream of people coming and going, and the explorers of the twilight must explore it thoroughly!

So every time he returned to Lu's house, he had to temporarily remove the organs in the courtyard, leaving only a little poison that everyone knew. This is also the reason why Song Ping'an can sit here safe and sound.

Song Ping'an watched Lu Qiming go in and out to clean up, and the silent atmosphere made her a little uncomfortable. Feeling the extent of her body's recovery, she began to worry about the accommodation for tonight, and she said, "Lu ...... Lu Gongzi, do you still know where there is a safe inn? I really don't know this place. ”

Lu Qiming stopped and stood still, looked at the sky, and suddenly smiled: "Do you want to go to the town for a good walk?"

......

It was evening, Wu Xiu returned to the city, and smoke curled everywhere.

Twilight has always been lively, especially at this moment. Random women with curled hair and children set up stalls on street corners, selling their handmade jewelry, and sometimes female nuns came forward to bargain. Groups of strong men boasted loudly about the day's harvest, and their eyes sometimes glanced at the young girls. The shopkeeper turned a blind eye to the overcrowded scene in his store, and tried his best to pull the customers. Laughing and scolding lingered in the ears, and when I could distinguish the accent of my hometown, it made people feel like they had returned to a small town not far from home.

As night approached, the light and shadow softened the scenery, and Twilight suddenly had a wonderful sense of tolerance.

"I really didn't expect Dusk Town to be like this. Song Ping'an walked on the street paved with neat stone slabs, a little dazed, and couldn't help but sigh, "The martial arts here are so famous, they all say that 'everyone is a martial artist' here, I didn't expect the town to be so ......" Song Ping'an couldn't find the right words to describe it for a while, but he just felt good.

"It's tiring enough to work hard in the twilight mountains during the day, and no one likes to come home and still have a string tight. Lu Qiming chuckled and joked: "You must think that the streets are full of rough men with machetes and fire-breathing eyes...... Maybe you have a dagger strapped to your arm right now?"

Song Ping'an's face flushed, he quietly shrank his left hand slightly, and turned to look around: "It turns out that there are so many ordinary people living here in the twilight ......"

"You are mistaken," Lu Qiming blinked, quickly pointed at several people, and said solemnly: "The sloppy woman we passed by just now, she is not a professional seller of jewelry-she is a martial artist! I don't know how many men have been cut by that big knife! The old man in front of him who sells baked cakes has been the leader of the third-ranked gang here for decades, and he has just retired not long ago. Now every person on the road who passes by his stall has to buy a few baked cakes before they dare to pass......!

Song Ping'an was stunned when he heard this, and glanced at Lu Qiming, who was gushing suspiciously, and saw his determined clear eyes, and he was a little convinced. Looking at this ordinary street again, I suddenly felt that it was very different, and my steps were unconsciously smaller.

Lu Qiming's expression did not move, and he continued to say: "Moreover, people in the twilight road are very capable of fighting, and a small martial artist like you, if you are careless, it is likely to be planted in the hands of Wusheng." ”

Song Ping'an was really shocked at this moment-how did he know that he was a martial artist?!

Martial artists and martial artists are both basic realms, each divided into seven minor levels. Although each cultivator who is inferior to a small realm has an overwhelming advantage in strength, it is only strength, and it is impossible to see the accurate cultivation between each other until the battle.

Unless...... Song Ping'an's eyes widened - she had just turned sixteen years old and had become a fifth-order martial artist, and she had been praised as a rare genius - she had never met a martial cultivator of the same rank who was younger than herself. She wondered, "Are you already a ......?"

"Oops!" Song Ping'an only cared about observing Lu Qiming's expression, and he didn't notice that he had injured someone, and when he looked up, he saw a black shadow -- it turned out to be a giant man covered in flesh -- and he looked like he had cultivated to a very high level! She was shocked and hurriedly apologized nervously: "Senior! I'm sorry!"

The giant man turned his head, his eyes lit up, his smile was as gentle as water, and he said, "Little girl, are you okay?"

Lu Qiming couldn't help laughing anymore, pulled Song Ping'an, who still didn't know how to react, and walked forward directly, and couldn't help but say, "What do you think, have you forgotten that I am a doctor?"

Song Ping'an blinked, thinking hard about the scene in the small courtyard before, and patted his forehead in annoyance-what happened to him today, he didn't react when he was poisoned, Lu Qiming didn't pay attention to when he took his pulse, he even bumped into someone while walking, and his vigilance was so bad that he had to strengthen his cultivation!

......

The two talked and laughed all the way, and soon came to a newly built house.

The house is only one floor, built with ordinary wood at will, and the wooden door has been a little skewed due to repeated opening and closing, which makes people feel that the owner will not live here for a long time.

What's even stranger is that it is such an inconspicuous house, but there are many people standing outside watching the excitement, talking to each other with great interest. Song Ping'an walked closer, and on tiptoe he barely saw a wooden sign set up in front of the house, on which the dragon flew and the phoenix danced with a big word - "doctor"!

There were originally a few lines of small print underneath, but it was obvious that it had been exposed to the sun and rain for many days, and it was difficult to read. Song Ping'an barely saw a few words, but gave up. She is not a person who likes to watch the excitement, she feels bored when she listens to the voices, and is about to turn around and leave, but when she turns around, she finds that Lu Qiming is still staring at the wooden plank intently, and has no intention of leaving.

"What's wrong?" asked Song Ping'an. She remembered the word "doctor", and then remembered Lu Qiming's medical skills, and realized that he had come here specifically to come, so she smiled and said, "Is this person's medical skills as good as you?"

Who knew that Lu Qiming was stunned to see the plank, and he didn't hear Song Ping'an's question at all, until Song Ping'an patted him on the shoulder, and suddenly came back to his senses.

The corners of Lu Qiming's mouth twitched, as if he was smiling, and said lightly, "I don't know yet." His eyes were still fixed on the word, and he whispered like a sigh, "This word...... That's nice. ”

"Looking at the words, I am full of pride. Song Ping'an commented. In this moment, she already knew some information from the mouths of the people around her - the new old doctor first used a very short time to make his peerless medical skills famous, and then put forward three difficult problems, all of which were passed not only by precious medical secrets, but also by countless precious medicinal materials.

However, it has been more than a month, and more and more people have come to admire it, but so far no one has been able to answer a single question.

Song Ping'an was unconsciously on Lu Qiming's side, a little worried: "They all seem to be targeting some 'little divine doctor', are they talking about you?"

"What did you do, you haven't even heard of the name of 'Little Divine Doctor' when you come to twilight," Lu Qiming had resumed his usual playful posture, walked forward with a chuckle, and hooked his hand to signal her to follow, "Let's go, take you to eat something delicious." ”

......

On the crowded street, a tall girl stood stupidly with her head up.

Song Ping'an couldn't cry or laugh - "Ten Thousand Miles of Fragrance Ten Treasures and Eight Treasures Tonic Soup" - this is the name of this tavern...... Is it?

turned his head to look for Lu Qiming, only to see that he had already found a place to sit down calmly, skillfully reported a string of dish names, and looked at her with a smile.

Song Ping'an lowered his head and walked over quickly to sit opposite Lu Qiming, smelling the faint fragrance of medicine everywhere, and said in surprise: "This store can't be opened by you, right?"

Lu Qiming said: "...... No. ”

Song Ping'an nodded, lowered his voice and said, "You took the name of the store, right?"

Lu Qiming was angry: "No!"

"Why, the little girl also thinks that the name of our store is loud!" A white-bearded old man with a happy face suddenly appeared next to him, and quickly put a large pot of steaming and fragrant bone broth with a turn of his hand, squeezing his eyebrows at Lu Qiming with a look of "Come on, boy, I'm optimistic about you", and said mysteriously, "Little girl, don't listen to his modesty, this signature soup is the recipe of the little miracle doctor, it's good!"

Song Ping'an stared meaningfully at Lu Qiming's rapidly darkening face, and laughed out loud, with a bright and cheerful smile.

It's night. At this time, the red lanterns hung on the New Year have not been completely removed, the candlelight is bright and warm, the heat of the big bone broth is on the cheeks, and the surroundings are lively and festive.

"It's like a festival!" Song Ping'an took a sip of hot soup, thinking in his heart.