No matter how rich the feast is, there will always be a time when the song is over.

The scorching heat of the whole day was unbearable, and it suddenly rained at this moment, and the summer heat melted, and the breeze blew on the face, which had a comfortable coolness.

Just now I was too happy, and Fukura felt that he was too drunk.

At this moment, he rode a horse, escorted Ju Ying's sedan chair, and soon returned to Ju Ying's residence.

Yu'e Palace is the official residence of the patriarch of the Mu clan, and ordinary people are strictly forbidden to enter, and it is heavily guarded.

However, with Juying by his side, it is the business card of the free passage of Fucang.

"Princess, wake up, you're home. ”

Fucang reluctantly dismounted on his own, walked to the sedan chair, and leaned over to wake up the drunken Ju Ying.

"Brother Fucang, don't go, I want you to accompany me!"

Ju Ying was drunk, her face was ruddy, and her originally snow-white skin showed a pink luster, which looked delicate under the reflection of the brilliant palace lights.

Ju Ying's two jade arms were put on Fucang's shoulders and hugged tightly, the girl's body fragrance came slowly, and the smell made people full of thirsty desires, which was very tempting for any young man with strong blood, making people want to stop, and it was difficult to throw it away.

"I want you to hug me!" Ju Ying murmured like in a dream.

Under the guidance of several palace maids who greeted the princess, the sedan chair finally came to Ju Ying's boudoir.

There is no way, under the entanglement of Ju Ying's hands, Fucang can only pick up the young girl hard, Fucang has already been drunk, his footwork is staggering, and he almost fell down several times, but fortunately, with the assistance of Ju Ying's personal ring, he finally sent Ju Ying to the bed.

After settling in, I was about to leave.

That sentence Ying stretched out her jade hand, pulled the corner of Fucang's clothes, and didn't let Fucang leave.

Men and women are not kissed, how can lonely men and widows be alone in a room, not to mention Princess Juying's Bingqing jade body, how noble her identity is, although she is drunk, Fucang still maintains a moderate level of sobriety.

Fucang motioned for the maidservant girl named Baby's to come over, asked her to sit down, gently broke Ju Ying's hand, put it back on Baby's hand, and got up to leave.

The baby was obviously a well-behaved and eye-catching person, and he had already realized it.

Fukura saw the warm scene of their master and servant, and his heart was slightly excited.

This sentence Ying was born well, she has been served by someone since she was a child, and her status is noble, compared with Manning, she is not so pampered.

Although Ju Ying is inherently rude and willful, she has never put on a stinky stand for the princess to Fucang, she would rather give up what she thinks is the best, but also make the people she likes happy and happy.

"I didn't know your intentions, but I already had a heart, and I was afraid that I would live up to your kindness. ”

Seeing that Ju Ying was delivered safely, Fucang was also relieved and left.

But Yu'e Palace, a radius of dozens of miles, just now in the sedan chair, the route to come in, I don't know at all, just out of Juying's boudoir, Fucang doesn't know where to return now......

Fortunately, it is now sunny after the rain, the moonlight is faintly discernible overhead, and the pavilions and pavilions are now visible, the water pavilion and the bridge, the green trees are thick, and the palace wall is like a fantasy.

At this time, the smell of wine is up, and the drunkenness is even more intoxicating.

When I first entered the palace, there was Ju Ying beside me, guarding the palace gates, and I entered without asking, but now I was alone, with ghostly steps and abnormal behavior, which made people suspicious.

"The hairy boy in front, you stay for the time being. What is your crime of trespassing into the palace?" happened to be accompanied by two guards patrolling the city.

It was already suspicious, and at this moment Fucang was also indistinguishable, he didn't even know where he was now, and he was full of alcohol, and he was not afraid of it.

"Who is the hairy boy, you can see clearly, I am Fucang, a genius boy Fucang!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire weight of his body was leaning on the guard on his left.

As a precaution, Fukura was treated as an incoming assassin and routinely sent to a prison cell.

"You detain this kid first, and tomorrow he will be interrogated when he wakes up. ”

"Bah! The two jailers of the prison replied in unison.

The next day, he was splashed with cold water on his face, and Fucang was awakened.

"Boy, are you a fine work of the Jin clan, quickly recruit from the truth!" someone was reprimanding himself.

Fucang is still a little dizzy, I really drank too much last night.

"Who, who splashed me, where am I? Who are you?"

Obviously, Fucang has not been able to figure out the situation he is facing at the moment.

"Come here, young man, I have something to tell you. ”

At this time, Fukura realized that he was now in a cell, and it was an old man with white hair and a shawl in the next cell talking to him.

The two jailers who had just reprimanded him seemed to be a little jealous of the white-haired old man who spoke, and they did not dare to provoke him, so they could only lock the cell door again and return to their posts to wait and see what happened.

"What's your name, and why did you get caught here?"

The old man was disheveled, and the cell was dimly lit, so Fukura couldn't see his true face.

"My name is Fucang, and I don't know why I'm here, by the way, yesterday I sent Princess Juying back, and they may have treated me as a fine worker. ”

Fucang was really a little wronged, and he was kind enough to send him off, but there would be such an unexpected prison sentence.

"Fucang, good name, I see that you are extraordinary, clean and bonely, and have a good temperament, and you are a good embryo. Come here, show me carefully. ”

The white-haired old man has a vicissitudes of tone, but there is an incomprehensible and irresistible majesty.

Fucang moved a few steps forward, walked to the two wooden pillars separated by it, and said respectfully: "Thank you seniors for your compliment, I am just a student in the next place, and I am ashamed to be appreciated." ”

"Well, that's right, it's really a rare martial arts wizard, it turns out to be a dual cultivation of wood and fire, it's really rare in the world!"

In the darkness, the old man seemed to be slightly shocked, and his words were a little excited.

"By the way, senior, what do you call it, why are you locked up here?"

"Well, everyone calls me the Grass Sage, and I've been locked up here for twelve years. ”

The old man, who claimed to be the Grass Sage, let out a long sigh, as if he had fallen into a brief memory.

"Twelve years, why? Why did they do this to you?"

As his eyes became more accustomed to the current environment, Fukura gradually realized that the place where the grass sanctuary was held was completely different from the cell on his side.

It should be a water prison, the grass saint was actually locked in a huge iron cage, except for the head and raised hands exposed to the water, the rest of his body was trapped in the water, maybe the time had been soaked for too long, and Fucang also smelled an unpleasant smell of decay.

"In the past twelve years, I am better than death, but I will not die, I firmly believe that one day, I will escape from here, even if I really can't escape, I will also pass on my life's skills, I have been waiting, today, I am finally waiting for you!"

After the grass saint finished speaking, he raised his head, and his originally hideous face showed a look of joy.

"You mean you're waiting for me?" Fukura was also very surprised and shocked!

"Yes, I'm waiting for you, the cell you're in, I don't know how many prisoners have been imprisoned in the past twelve years, and only you meet my inheritance standards. ”

Although the grass saint is unkempt, there is a kind of love and serenity inherent in his expression.

"Inheritance, what do you want to inherit?" Fukura became more and more confused the more he listened.

"Medicine, I want to pass on your medical skills. The Grass Sage was obviously extremely excited, he had waited too long for this day.

Fucang was speechless, inexplicably sent into the cell by mistake, and inexplicably by an inexplicable old man, who wanted to inherit an inexplicable medical technique, Fucang has not yet reflected.

"How could I have such a strange encounter myself?"

"Under the second pillar on your left, there is my life's work, there is a medical book called "Grass Sutra", today I will pass this book to you, I hope you can help me carry it forward, otherwise it will be a pile of waste paper, with my passing, and disappear forever. ”

The grass saint is happy and sorrowful, with mixed feelings.

Just now, he was talking to Fukura vividly, but suddenly there was no movement.

Fucang was taken aback, this grass saint will be fine: "Grass saint senior, grass saint senior, what's wrong with you, you speak."

No matter how Fukura shouted, the head of the grass saint lowered heavily, as if floating on the water.

"Could it be that the predecessors are happy to end up!"

After Fukura confirmed again, the previous suspicion seemed to become a reality.

The two jailers outside, seeing this strange situation, hurriedly opened the water prison, they rowed to the side of the grass saint, and probed it with their hands, sure enough, this medicine saint had been out of breath for a long time, shook his head, withdrew and locked the door again, and one of them ran out to report the situation.

"You, give me that book. Hurry up. ”

Another jailer walked up to Fukura's cell and held out a hand to Fukura, forcing him to look at him.

"Presumptuous! bold minion, you let me out, you dare to speak wild words to my brother Fucang, I think you are impatient, right?"

Ju Ying's sudden appearance here also surprised Fucang.