"There are no new injuries in the body of the little knife boy, just some old diseases, this is not a big deal, as long as it is slightly conditioned, it will be fine, and the memory lost due to the concussion of the brain is not too difficult to treat with the medicine stone. ”

Yi Shengsheng raised his head and opened his eyes and said, after all, he is Yi Shengsheng, and the amnesia caused by brain concussion is only not too difficult for him, Su Yan can't do it, Yi Shengsheng is the doctor.

"It's just that the meridians are messed up, and if you want to straighten it out, it will take a few days. ”

These Su Yan knew that he was quietly waiting for Yi Shengsheng to continue,

"Actually, these are not too difficult things, the muscles and veins of the little knife boy are thick and straight, which is the most conducive to cultivation, but ......"

Yi Shengsheng used chopsticks as a pen, dipped the water in the bowl and drew a picture on the table, the lines are thick and straight, and the fields intersect, like the best fertile fields on the plain, each line intersects at the point where Yi Shengsheng is heavy to note.

"Where these intersects...... Yi Shengsheng pointed with chopsticks and did not continue, but there was regret in his eyes.

Su Yan couldn't help but be stunned.

The thick meridians are the most conducive to the movement of heaven and earth aura, but no person's veins can intersect, just because if they intersect, it becomes a blockage, and the meridians are blocked, and how to carry the aura, Su Yan has never heard of this kind of tendons,

Su Yan looked at the knife and felt a little sad in his heart.

If you can't carry and store Reiki, you can't practice, and the knife turned out to be a person who couldn't practice.

Xiaodao quietly listened to Yi Shengsheng analyze his meridians, and when it came to the blockage in the tendons and veins at the end, he already understood, but he didn't feel anything, what if he couldn't practice, wouldn't he come over after so many years of no practice?

But he was still a little sad, because he saw the sadness in Su Yan's eyes, and remembered that Su Yan took him from Wenshui to Qingchuan.

But he can't comfort people, so there is only silence.

Miao Miao opened her mouth, but she didn't say anything, but couldn't help but sigh softly in her heart.

Yi Shengsheng frowned tightly in contemplation.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Yi Shengsheng, who was in deep thought, unconsciously put his hand on the wrist of the knife again.

Suddenly, Yi Shengsheng glanced at Miao Miao, suddenly thought of something, and his face changed.

Then his complexion changed greatly, he glanced at the knife with complicated emotions in his eyes, got up and pulled Miao Miao into the kitchen behind, his heart was shaken, and he didn't even say hello to Su Yan.

Miao Miao smiled apologetically at Su Yan and Xiaodao with dissatisfaction in her eyes, and walked in with Yi Shengsheng.

Leaving Su Yan and Xiaodao blank.

Su Yan didn't eavesdrop on the conversation between the two, although it wasn't a difficult thing for him.

After a while, Yi Shengsheng and Miao Miao walked out, Miao Miao's face was flushed with excitement, and there were complex emotions such as shock, joy, respect, and so on in the eyes of Xiao Dao.

Sitting in front of Su Yan: "We can solve all the problems of Gongzi, but Su Gongzi, please forgive me for having unexplained reasons, but Xiaodao Gongzi must follow us if he wants to solve the problem of cultivation, please rest assured that Su Gongzi will never harm Xiaodaogongzi's heart, and promise with his life that as long as the two of them are there, they will never let Xiaodaogongzi be hurt in the slightest." The speed of his speech was urgent and fast, and the last sentence was even more categorical.

At this moment, she is the princess or saint of Mingzong.

Su Yan pondered slightly, only felt that the haze in his heart was gone, and smiled loudly: "I have no opinion, it's up to Xiaodao himself."

It's good to be able to solve problems, it's good to be able to practice, and the rest?

it

The knife pondered for a little longer, but only for a moment, raised his head, and nodded firmly.

Miao Miao's joy flowed on her face,

Su Yan's slightly sad thread was quickly diluted by happiness, and he was happy for the knife.

......

Now that it has been decided, the rest is that there is nothing left, the disciple of Jianfeng died in Qingchuan, this town Miao Miao naturally can't stay any longer, and Xiaodao naturally wants to leave with them if he wants to heal his illness.

Su Yan didn't have anything to do here, and the four of them decided to leave.

After more than 20 years of exile, Miao Miao and Yi Shengsheng have long been accustomed to moving at any time, Miao Miao simply packed up her things, took the door of the store, and gave the rhubarb to the butcher Zhang who sold meat next door.

I couldn't take a dog with me on the way to escape.

The four of them walked towards the town together.

Rhubarb screamed, trying to break free from the rope tied to his neck, ignoring the pot of pig bones and the scolding brought by Butcher Zhang.

It wasn't until Miao Miao's figure was far away and gradually disappeared that Rhubarb stopped whimpering, while looking at the direction of Miao Miao's departure, a few cloudy tears dripping from the corners of his eyes.

The blood on the streets began to turn black and black, and a canopy of flies buzzed and landed in the pools of blood, on the corpses.

The still alive Asako staggered and didn't know where to go.

The flapping of the wings of the butterfly makes the townspeople unaware of what is happening on the streets.

In the middle of the night, the little Taoist priest who was attracted by the riot of heaven and earth aura took a look at it from a distance outside the town, and then was frightened away.

Until the next day, the early risers found the dead people on the street, and soon the matter was reported to the chief, and then under the leadership of the chief, the people hastily buried the body, repaired the damaged bluestone slabs, and then rinsed them with water over and over again until there were no traces of blood, and then someone went to the temple to ask for incense ashes to be sprinkled on the ground, saying that it was to ward off evil spirits.

It will not be until many days later that the report of the chief of security will arrive in the county seat, and it is estimated that there is no bitter lord to urge the lazy county lord to never bring anyone to take a look.

......

Although the sun is gradually moving westward, the July sun still stubbornly spreads its heat on the earth, and the ghosts with hard spikes on both sides of the post road are sad and dying from the sun, and they are not arrogant on weekdays.

A fork in the post road about a mile out of town,

Su Yan and the knife were opposite to each other, and they cherished each other.

When parting, there was one less colored paper butterfly in Su Yan's pocket.

The sun shines on the knife's body, and it only feels warm.

After walking a long way, Su Yan could still feel the knife's determined gaze.

......

Su Yan went in the direction of Licheng, he went to Lishan is imperial capital, he had something important.

After silently calculating the days that had been delayed these days, Su Yan stepped up.

The scenery in the distance began to come and go, and the distance between the feet became longer and shorter.

This is Su Yan's important thing,

He was also sick, or rather he had a problem with his body.

His problem is actually more difficult to solve than the problem of the knife.

His cultivation realm fluctuated from high to low, and he was extremely unstable.

When you are high, you know your fate, and when you are low, you are an ordinary person.

Today in Qingchuan happened to be in the heyday again, so I scared Mazi, otherwise, although Mazi was afraid of the touch of the heart, he couldn't be scared, and the worst thing was that Mazi would try to escape.

This is also why my aunt folded three colored butterflies,

Uncle Shi drew a sword intent.

It is to prevent his realm from falling, otherwise, how many disciples in the world can be injured by the disciples taught by the three teachers?

Su Yan was very curious about the problem that the three teachers couldn't solve, who had a way in the imperial capital,

But he knew that the teachers wouldn't lie to him,

And so he came.

......

Su Yan didn't know that on the third day after leaving,

On the post road he walked squeaked a broken ox cart, the ox cart was really broken, and the wood was already full of insect eyes and cracks.

The mortise and tenon joints have long been loosened, and the small stones on the road are bumped, and there is a creaking sound, the left side is upside down, the right side is upside down, the right side is upside down, and there is still a squeaky sound.

As if he was afraid that it would not be noisy enough, the old man sitting in the car was still babbling with a more worn huqin, so:

Squeak, babble, squeak, sque

provoked the girl with a small yellow umbrella next to her: "Oh, it's so noisy, grandpa, you can't make people clean." ”

The old man looked surprised: "Aren't I practicing piano?"

Then another serious way: "The skill is a way, and the practice is diligent, and there is a way, if you don't practice for three days, you will be born." ”

The little girl in yellow was a little distracted, "Practicing the piano is not like this, squeaking and babbling." ”

"Oh", the old man let out a long, thoughtful and meaningful sigh: "It's a mess,"

The little girl in yellow was stunned for a moment, and her pretty face climbed up with a touch of morning glow, and the old man was in trouble now, and a white and tender Qianqian jade hand that deceived the frost and snow caught one of the old man's three beards like lightning, and it seemed that it was extremely familiar and flowing, and such an action must have been repeated countless times.

The little girl in yellow had round apricot eyes, and looked at the old man angrily without speaking.

Now the old man was stunned, and hurriedly coaxed him softly, I don't know how many good words he said, and how many promises he made before the little girl in yellow let go of her hand.

Then he obediently parked the ox cart on the side of the road, and the old blue ox pulling the cart looked back at him with disdain.

After the old man parked the car, he took out a small iron kettle out of nowhere, poured out the liquid inside, wiped it at random on the loose structure, and then flipped his wrist, and the small iron kettle magically disappeared.

The laborious climbing carriage smiled flatteringly: "The structure is loose, just wipe something." ”

remembered the disdain that Lao Niu had just looked at him with: "You old man is so lively, don't leave quickly." ”

The cyan old cow shook the bull's head humanely, and without commanding, he took a figure-eight step by himself and began to walk slowly again.

It was like an emperor walking in the court.

and the ox cart was no longer ringing.

The old man didn't know where to take out a brand-new huqin and pulled it up seriously.

In response to the sound of the piano, the girl in yellow sang softly: "...... When will the small meeting be happy and turn into a parting relationship...... , a loneliness by whom, counting the preface, is always light...... Repentance for not keeping ...... I don't think about it for a day, but I also save my eyebrows. Compared with what was sung in the teahouse that day, it was graceful and sad, and the sad thoughts in the lower place were actually a little bit of the original meaning of the lyrics and songs.

The huqin is melodious, the singing is tactful, and the dilapidated ox cart slowly disappears into the twilight on the post road facing the setting sun.

But none of the peasants in the fields beside the post road who were preparing to return at dusk saw or heard.

I saw and heard the ox, the cart, the people on the cart, and the huqin and the singing.