The place where Cheng Lao'er's house settled was indeed far away, even if Mr. Zhou and Bingliang ran all the way non-stop, it was already dark after the two arrived. Cheng Lao Er had already eaten dinner, and his unkempt wife was driving the only three hens into the nest by the chicken coop outside the house. Bingliang shouted to Cheng Lao Er, and then led Cheng Lao Er into the back room with a dim oil lamp, the house was narrow and dilapidated, and it could be seen that this was a poor family in the mountains, earning hard living money only with their own strength. Mr. Zhou had fifteen buckets of water in his heart - seven up and eight down, and finally lost the only patience, snatched the oil lamp from Cheng Laoer's hand, and stretched it straight out in front of the person lying on the bed.

"Shengyan, ......" Mr. Zhou shouted, unable to speak anymore, and sat on the ground, and the oil lamp almost fell to the ground.

Bingliang saw Gongsun Shengyan for the second time, so he performed slightly better, and stepped forward to help Mr. Zhou up. Mr. Zhou waved his hand tremblingly, just sat on the ground, calmed down a little, looked up at Cheng Lao Er, who didn't know why, and asked, "Does anyone else know about this matter?"

Cheng Lao Er shook his head, he is an honest man who can't beat a fart with a few sticks, people in the mountains are short-sighted, and the first thing he thinks of when he encounters something is to find a more capable city person, so Bingliang is the only person he thinks of who may be able to solve this matter. Bingliang is also scheming, although he doesn't understand why Gongsun Shengyan would lie down in Cheng Laoer's house like this, but out of caution, he specially told Cheng Laoer not to say it to anyone again.

"Good, good, good. Mr. Zhou sat on the ground and said three good words in a row, but his tone was sad.

Bingliang bent down again to support Mr. Zhou, and this time Mr. Zhou stood up with the strength of Bingliang's arm. He stretched out his hand and took Gongsun Shengyan's veins, the veins were chaotic, he lifted the thin quilt covering Gongsun Shengyan's body, and then took off the clothes on Gongsun Shengyan's body, and looked back and forth carefully, except for abrasions and bruises, he did not find fatal injuries.

"Maybe I'm frightened, but it's normal to not wake up for a while. Mr. Zhou asked Bingliang to put Gongsun Shengyan back on his clothes and said to himself.

"Mr. Zhou, do you want to inform ......" Bingliang cleaned up Gongsun Shengyan and looked up to ask Mr. Zhou, who was pondering.

Mr. Zhou raised his hand to stop Bingliang's questioning, took out a bit of broken silver from his bag, handed it to Cheng Lao Er, and said in a solemn tone: "This bit of broken silver is my thanks, this person," he pointed to Gongsun Shengyan who was unconscious on the bed, "Absolutely, you must not mention it to anyone again, just if you haven't seen him." ”

Cheng Lao Er excused himself, and under Mr. Zhou's repeated requests, he accepted the broken silver. He didn't know what was going on here, even if Mr. Zhou didn't give money, he wouldn't say anything more to others, in his heart, Bingliang's affairs were his own affairs, and the old man in front of him looked at Bingliang's elder, so he naturally had to keep his mouth shut.

Mr. Zhou turned around and walked out of the house and stood for a while in the abrupt courtyard of Cheng Laoer's house. The night breeze was cold, there was not a single light in the mountains, and the undulating mountains in the distance stood like splashes of ink, stretching into the distance beyond the reach of the eye. What happened in Gongsun's house is confusing, Shengyan grew up by himself, and it is impossible for him to kill Gongsun Guangxiao and Yusheng when he is clean and pure, among them, there must be a huge mystery. Unfortunately, now the person involved is speechless, and the other is dead or unconscious, unable to speak, and he knows that he has been drawn into the maelstrom, willingly or unwillingly.

Gongsun Shengyan was walking in a bamboo forest, he didn't know where it was, he didn't know where he was going, and he unconsciously allowed his legs to move forward mechanically. He felt very strange that he was in the dark of night, but he could see things a hundred meters away, and he had not eaten for a long time, but he did not feel hungry at all. Gongsun Shengyan walked aimlessly for a while, and there was no difference between the front and back and left and right of the huge bamboo forest except for the undulating mountains. He tried to recall what happened before he came to the bamboo forest, but he couldn't remember it at all, when he was distressed, there was a sudden sound in front of him, he stopped and looked carefully, in the dark night, a group of people dressed as Taoist priests surrounded a middle-aged man from afar, the middle-aged man looked very hard, he was already half-kneeling on the ground, I don't know when a faint gold appeared in the corner of the sky, in front of the golden background, there was a strange turtle-like and snake-like statue that was gradually fading away at a speed that could be felt.

Gongsun Shengyan held his breath and tried to walk forward, what puzzled him was that in the dark night, he could carefully see everyone's figures and even expressions, but he couldn't hear their words, only a closed mouth. Maybe the distance was too far, Gongsun Shengyan walked forward dozens of steps, his eyes kept staring at the half-kneeling middle-aged man. Suddenly, more than 20 zhang away from the man, an old man with white hair and beard waved his hand vigorously, and a thunderbolt was split in the air, which fell on the middle-aged man's body impartially.

"Ah......" Gongsun Shengyan exclaimed, and began to worry about the middle-aged man for no reason.

After Lao Dao finished releasing the thunder, he began to speak with a proud expression, Gongsun Shengyan couldn't hear anything, and saw that the other party leaned back and laughed after speaking, and the middle-aged man's eyes were full of sadness.

"These Taoists can actually lead thunder, and the man in the middle is not dead after being struck by lightning, what kind of people are these. Gongsun Shengyan asked himself in his heart, but obviously there was no answer.

I saw that after the old Taoist finished laughing, a middle-aged Taoist priest not far away stretched out his hand and shook it, and Gongsun Shengyan saw that with the momentum of breaking through the sky, a looming leopard rushed out of the sleeve of the middle-aged Taoist priest. The leopard rushed straight towards the half-kneeling middle-aged man, and as the distance got closer, the leopard's figure became larger and more realistic, and it was about to become less transparent than when it first came out. By the time the leopard rushed in front of the middle-aged man, although it was only a moment's work, it had already become the size of an elephant, and the spots on its body were shining with oily light. The leopard opened its mouth and bit down on the middle-aged man, but he didn't see any physical injuries, but the middle-aged man completely fell down with a painful face, and the blood in his mouth couldn't stop spurting out.

"It's over, it's over. Gongsun Shengyan thought in his heart, his footsteps kept and continued to move forward, and then he simply didn't care if he would be discovered, so he simply accelerated and ran towards the middle-aged man.

A woman rushed out of nowhere, and rushed to the middle-aged man who was attacked continuously like crazy, this woman looked graceful and luxurious, although she was in her thirties, her skin was very well maintained, and she was not an ordinary peasant woman. She rushed to the middle-aged man's side, wrapped her arms around his neck with one hand and covered his mouth with the other, trying to help close his mouth, unable to bear to watch him vomit blood again. The people around them all looked at them coldly, and they didn't help or interrupt. The middle-aged man seemed to be almost out of breath, grabbed the woman's hand and stretched it into his arms. The woman groped in his arms for a moment and stopped, and the middle-aged man looked at the woman, the look in his eyes was sometimes pity and apology, and finally tried to say something. The woman began to cry, and then turned into a howl, the green tendons on her neck bulged like a small snake, and even the blood vessels on her face began to burst, making her face red and white, and it looked very terrifying. The middle-aged man took advantage of everyone's inattention, picked up the hand that the woman had just reached into his arms, and put it in front of his mouth. At this time, the person who attacked him next to him suddenly became nervous, the old Taoist priest hurriedly led the thunder again, the middle-aged man's eyes suddenly looked in the direction of Gongsun Shengyan, stared at Gongsun Shengyan, a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then roared, accompanied by the middle-aged man's roar, two golden points of light shot out from his spiritual platform, and shot straight out at a speed that Gongsun Shengyan had never experienced. The middle-aged man's head tilted, as if he only had his last breath left, a delicately carved box rolled out of his chest, Gongsun Shengyan saw clearly, the bottom of the box was finely carved with the word "Miao", and when Gongsun Shengyan wanted to see the middle-aged man's situation again, he found that one of the golden points of light actually flew straight towards him, so frightened that the soles of his feet slipped, and shouted in panic "Ah!"

"Young Master Shengyan......" A man's voice was calling out to him, and it didn't sound familiar.

"Young Master Shengyan......" the man shouted again.

Gongsun Shengyan realized in a daze that it was a dream just now, he opened his eyes and looked around, carefully concentrating on himself and found himself in a carriage, at this time the carriage was driving forward bumpily under the driver's drive, the man who had just spoken sat beside him and bent down to look at him, this person was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was for a while.

"Young Master Shengyan, I'm Bingliang from Mr. Zhou's family, you finally woke up. Bingliang said to him softly.

Oh, Bingliang, Gongsun Shengyan remembered that it was the adopted son of Mr. Zhou's family, and it was indeed him. Gongsun Shengyan wanted to speak, but his whole body was so soft that he didn't even have the strength to open his mouth, so he could only look at Bingliang with an inquiring eye.

"You've been in a coma for over a month, and to be honest, I'm really worried you'll not wake up. The stone in Bingliang's heart was put down, and he was a little inattentive to the way he spoke.

Gongsun Shengyan withdrew his gaze, Bingliang's answer made him even more confused, more than a month, he was in a coma for more than a month, he tried to recall the previous things, but his mind was confused as if he was covered by a fog, and he couldn't think of anything.

"You drink saliva, we are almost in Nanyue, you have had a fever since almost ten days ago, and your lips have begun to peel, and when you wipe your face, you will lose a handful of eyebrows. It scared the hell out of me. Bingliang said as he put the water bag to Gongsun Shengyan's mouth, then lifted Gongsun Shengyan's head with his arm, and carefully poured water into Gongsun Shengyan's mouth as the carriage swayed.

"Oh. Gongsun Shengyan finally opened his mouth to say a word, and then fell asleep again due to extreme fatigue.

What Gongsun Shengyan didn't know was that on the night that Mr. Zhou found him, after careful consideration, he asked Bingliang to go home that night, found the most trustworthy family, took two good horses, hurriedly packed up some basic living materials and needed money, hung the horses in the carriage and returned to Cheng Laoer's house. Jiangnan is now the center of the whirlpool of the Gongsun family, and although no one knows the whereabouts of Gongsun Shengyan now, it is difficult to guarantee that no one will ever know. Mr. Zhou identified Gongsun Shengyan's character, and also guessed that Gongsun Shengyan might have a huge secret. He was going to quietly transport Gongsun Shengyan away, and he had a friend of eight worships in Yunnan, which was far away from Jiangnan and there were many foreign races, so it should be a safe haven. Mr. Zhou believes that things will always come to light one day, but time must be fought for by himself.

Bingliang saw Gongsun Shengyan fall asleep again, reached out and probed his forehead, feeling that it was not as hot as before, turned around again, took out a towel in the narrow carriage, wet the towel with a water bag, twisted it slightly, and covered Gongsun Shengyan's forehead. After doing all this, he got up and leaned out of the carriage, and after leaving Jiangnan, the group walked generously on the official road. Bingliang saw many one-person-tall plants blooming unknown red flowers on both sides of the road, and his mood seemed to finally say goodbye to the rainy season, and the sky gradually cleared up.