Song Yi looked at the gate of Gao's house, the gate with a width of several zhang was divided into four left and right, two of which were extremely high and wide, almost the height of three floors of ordinary houses, and the spirit was extraordinary. This door is also extremely majestic, with fine wood as the panel, painted in a deep and deep green, inlaid with dozens of large copper beads, put together into a beautiful pattern, and the edge walks around a thick metal frame, exquisite atmosphere.

On both sides of the gate, there are two smaller doors, which are similar to the main gate, and they are thought to be side doors for daily use.

Song Yi slowly approached, and saw that the side door on the right was open, and a long table was placed behind the door, and two people were sitting behind it, so he stepped forward to greet him.

"There's a guest coming. ”

The person behind the door stood up, walked to the door, saluted Song Yi, looked at him and said, "This little boy looked at the face and dared to ask me ...... to come to Gaojiabao today."

"In the next month, Song Yi of Quanzong, entrusted by the head of the family, came to mourn Old Man Gao on behalf of the Sect. ”

Song Yi returned the salute and said respectfully.

"Condolences to the master?" Hearing this, the janitor seemed to be taken aback, looked him up and down carefully, looked him up and down carefully, looked over his shoulder again, looked out, and made sure that no one else was following, before asking, "Just ...... Is it just the little boy, but there are still companions?"

"I'm alone. Song Yi said, took out the letter from the head of his bag and presented it.

Seeing that there was a letter, the gatekeeper didn't dare to slack off, took it carefully, unfolded it slowly, read it carefully, the look on his face became more and more surprised, and he subconsciously glanced at the road again, and then said: "Sure enough, it is the son of the Yuequan Sect, disrespectful and disrespectful, this ......"

He glanced at Song Yi and hesitated: "Are you ...... First-class disciple of the lower court?"

Here it comes.

Song Yi had long been mentally prepared to face this problem, and replied without humility or arrogance: "That's true." ”

"That's ......" The gatekeeper nodded, glanced at his companion, exchanged a look, and said to Song Yi: "Since you are the envoy of the Yuequan Sect, you are naturally also a distinguished guest in my castle, please come in." ”

After speaking, he opened the side door and welcomed Song Yi in. Song Yi saw that he had successfully entered the door, and his heart was at ease, so he was about to follow him towards the courtyard.

At this moment, there was a sound behind him, and Song Yi looked back and saw a pair of carriages and horses coming from afar. This team is quite imposing, three big cars, seven or eight tall horses, there is a road in front, there is a palace in the back, the first person is holding a flag, on which is written a big "king" word.

Who's this?

Song Yi couldn't help but stop and stare at this column of people. The gatekeeper who walked in front of him looked back, his expression immediately changed, he hurriedly turned back, and whispered to him: "Song Gongzi, there are still guests coming, there are many people in this wave, I have to go to continue, you just go along this road to the inside, just see the martial arts arena, there are people over there to take care of you." ”

"Well, you go get busy. Song Yi didn't care about him, pretended not to care, took a few steps forward by himself, slipped behind the rockery in a flash, and secretly looked at the origin of this team.

Are there relatives of the Gao family? That's why so many people came? But this fanfare seems to be a bit arrogant, not like a funeral, but like a person looking for fault.

The gatekeeper left Song Yi and hurriedly ran up, and the other one sitting in front of the door had already stood up, nodding and greeting the team. The person who approached the two gatekeepers was a man in his thirties, with a serious face, and his brows had never stretched, but it was not like grief, but more like a stomach full of unhappiness.

Song Yi stood far away, and couldn't hear what they were saying, only to see the two gatekeepers nodding their heads again and again, and then opened the two main doors, stood respectfully to the side, and let the team of people step on the main gate proudly.

"Tut-tut......"

Song Yi was secretly funny, this Gao family servant is also a person who watches people's dishes, and he came alone, even if he has a kind attitude, and the Yuequan Sect is kind to the Gao family, but he only allows himself to enter through the side door. However, these people are fierce and unsmiling, but they can come in through the main entrance.

However, Song Yi didn't bother to bother with them, coming to the Gao family to mourn was just homework, he just wanted to finish it as soon as possible, and go back to listen to Mo Qingning and the head explain the ins and outs of this time, that is the serious matter.

Thinking of this, Song Yi turned around and walked inward, not thinking about who this wave of people was and what their relationship was with the Gao family.

After walking a short distance, Song Yi saw that the road in front of him was divided into two, pointing in different directions, and suddenly remembered that the gatekeeper did not tell him which road led to the martial arts arena.

After walking for a short time, Song Yi guessed that he was afraid that he had chosen the wrong one, this road was very quiet along the way, no one could see it, not even a sound, and I don't know if the Gao family went to the martial arts arena to entertain guests, which caused the place in the opposite direction to be extremely lonely. Thinking of the performance of the gatekeeper just now, Song Yi knew in his heart that his duty should be to bring the guests to the martial arts arena before leaving, so as not to go the wrong way, but because of the arrival of the wave of people under the banner of "king", the derelict gatekeeper was lazy for a while, and Song Yi went astray.

Just as he was about to turn back, Song Yi suddenly smelled a faint fragrance at the end of his nose, this fragrance was ethereal, like rootless water, quietly falling from the zenith, and then he wanted to smell it, and disappeared again.

This scent...... It's not like a fat powder fragrance, nor is it an ordinary floral and fruity fragrance, it is moist with a hint of bitterness, but it seems to be a medicinal fragrance?

Song Yi secretly wondered, remembering that he had heard Ye Ming say that it was rumored that the ancestor of the Gao family had produced a medical immortal, and some things had been passed down. Could it be that he strayed into the former residence of the Gao family's medical immortals?

Stopping, he looked around, and saw a moon cave door in front of him, and there seemed to be another world in it, and the medicinal fragrance wafted from there.

Song Yi came to be interested, walked to the door of the moon cave, and saw that it was indeed a small courtyard, planting flowers and trees all around the courtyard, lilac flowers are blooming in the bright spring light, the flowers are the size of a child's fist, the double petals are stacked, the posture is charming, and the medicinal fragrance is emanating from the stamens of this flower, blowing to the wind, and spreading ethereal.

There are a few houses built at the back of the yard, neat and elegant, but they have not left any traces of life, and they seem to be uninhabited all year round.

Song Yi looked around, and his gaze stopped at a statue standing in the center of the courtyard.

The statue is about two people tall and depicts a man who looks about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, and I don't know which sculptor it came from.

Song Yi looked carefully, this statue seemed to be some years old, and some details had shown traces of erosion by the years, but it did not damage the overall spirituality of the statue, and it looked like a living person at first sight. The figure in the statue is dressed in brocade, with a hood hanging behind him, a long-handled medicine hoe on his shoulder, his left hand gently supporting, and his right hand stretched, as if he is handing something to the visitor. On his right leg were two bamboo baskets filled with herbs, and on his left leg was a table with many bottles and jars, two pens, and a half-written prescription.

Looking at the image and posture of this statue, it is obvious that he is a doctor, and Song Yi knows in his heart, could it be that he is the medicine immortal of the Gao family in the rumor?

Thinking of this, Song Yi became more interested, and appreciated it more and more carefully, and he noticed that there were several things hanging on the medicine hoe of the "Medical Immortal" statue, and there was a small object among them, wasn't it ......

Song Yi's heart sank, he looked around vigilantly, and after making sure that there was no one, he immediately took out the small porcelain bottle that Gao Zhan got from his arms, and compared it with the things hanging on the statue's medicine hoe - that's right, it's exactly the same, this is it!

Pitch black and smooth, delicate and small, but without any seams and openings of the bottle, although Song Yi called it a black porcelain bottle, but he can be sure that the material of this thing is not a ceramic genus, but a similar look, in essence completely different.

This thing is actually hanging on the medicine hoe of the statue of the "Medical Immortal", could it be that it was handed down by the legendary medical fairy of the Gao family?

No wonder Gao Zhan let himself return to him with great momentum...... What's the use of this little bottle?

Receiving the black porcelain vase into his arms, Song Yi stared at the statue for another moment, and several thoughts turned around in his mind, but he didn't understand the point, sighed silently, and was about to leave, when a voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Why are you here?"

Song Yi was stunned for a moment and quickly came back to his senses.

"I'm sorry I inadvertently went the wrong way and strayed into this place. ”

Turning around, Song Yi saw a young man standing in front of him, wearing plain clothes, estimated to be a member of the Gao family.

"Wrong way?" The young man was a little surprised: "Is the little brother also here to mourn? Didn't the concierge take you to the martial arts arena?"

"Yes, but it happened that there were people coming, and there were quite a few, and they were busy greeting, so I came by myself. I thought I could get there all the way, but I got lost halfway and came this way. ”

"I see, it's my family's poor hospitality, I'm sorry, go back and ask them to send a few more people to the door. The young man smiled: "Just now I saw the little brother staring at the statue of the ancestors, and I was fascinated by it, I was afraid of you...... So he hurriedly interrupted. ”

Song Yi heard the hidden meaning of his words, and couldn't help but ask, "What, is there anything wrong with this statue?"

"There's nothing wrong with that, it's just ...... This image is the ancestor of my Gao family, the medical immortal Gao Yandie. It is rumored that he studied medicine intensively, and he was a peerless scholar, and he was known as a medical immortal, and later he ascended to the immortal and left this filthy world. In order to commemorate his great achievements, there are paintings of the saint who painted his image, and entrusted the hands of skilled craftsmen to achieve this statue, which is one of the treasures of my Gao family. Every time I see the demeanor and charm of the medical fairy, I feel deeply small and weak. Because this statue is old and the maker is extraordinary, it is rumored that it has a bit of spirituality, if you look at it for too long, you will be afraid of trance and lose energy, so we don't come much on weekdays, let alone bring guests over. ”

These words were polite, but Song Yi heard the meaning of driving people away, and he was not persistent, since he was a guest at someone else's house, he should respect the rules of the host, and besides, knowing who this statue was was already an unexpected gain.

His guess is not wrong, the person in the statue is the rumored medical immortal of the Gao family: Gao Yandie. According to the young man, this statue has been erected for many years, which means that the black porcelain vase also existed a long time ago, and it has a certain relationship with Gao Yandie himself, otherwise it would not have been hung on his medicine hoe.