Yaowang Pagoda sits on the mountain and faces the water, and there are few people around, which is very quiet.

The snow pressed against the eaves of the tower, and a flock of crows flew out of the broken windows at the top of the tower, making a terrible cry, hovering above the remnants of the tower for a long time......

According to Cui Langzhong's statement, the location of this remnant tower is where Chen Chusheng's original medical house is located, but the ground that was licked by the fire in the early years has long been covered by trees and grass, and the traces of lightning are also blurred in the barrenness.

There was silence all around.

Ma Fan didn't come.

Xin Yi coldly folded his arms and walked towards the Medicine King Tower.

The tower is nine floors high, the bucket arch is heavy, each floor is an octagonal hollow structure, brick and wood material, at first glance it is very majestic, but the masonry at the door is full of moss and weeds, the black hole inside, nothing can be seen clearly.

This Tasinyi has been here - in the game. It's still called the Medicine King Tower, but it's not so desolate, and it doesn't have so many stories.

With a glimpse of light in front of him, reality and games alternate repeatedly, Xin Yi felt as if he had entered a distorted time and space, and he didn't know which one was real.

A melodious erhu sound fluttered and fluttered, as if coming from the sky.

Xin Yi couldn't hear what the song was, but the voice was resentful and sad, as if someone was whimpering and crying, more like mourning for dead relatives at a funeral.

Bang! The half-decayed wooden door collapsed in the song.

Xin Yi's breath stagnated, and he subconsciously grabbed the boning knife on his waist, "Who?" ”

"Little lady, come in." A voice came from the remnants of the tower.

Peaceful, indifferent, and a familiarity that is not too long to be lost.

Xin Yi glanced back, the sky was overcast, and the four fields were vast. In the wilderness, there were only trees shivering in the cold wind, and there was not half a human figure in sight.

Where are Fu Jiuqu's people?

She hesitated for a moment, and walked into the broken tower gate.

The face of the medicine king enshrined in the main hall is unrecognizable, and under the seat is a piece of finely carved relief boulders, and the base and the top of the tower are relatively high, looking solemn and cold.

Cui Langzhong turned his back to the tower gate and stood in front of the Medicine King Bodhisattva, his hands folded.

"Why you? What about Ma Fan? Xin Yi walked over slowly.

The ground is uneven, dimly lit, and there are growing weeds.

She even heard her own echo.

"He's not coming." Cui Langzhong slowly turned around.

His face was calmer than usual, lacking his usual humility and smile, his eyes were cold, his eyes were like blades, and his whole person was sharp and gloomy.

"Ma Fan has left Bianjing before dawn today and went south by boat."

"Really?" Xin Yi looked at him for a moment, suddenly smiled, turned his eyes to look at the tower hall, and said with emotion:

"I have been married to Zhangjia Village for some days, but I rarely go out, and I have never been to Yaowang Pagoda, I didn't expect that there would be such a spectacular place......"

She stepped forward as she spoke, following Cui Langzhong's example, clasping her hands together and making a gesture.

Cui Langzhong's eyebrows raised slightly, and his voice was a little disdainful.

"The little lady doesn't ask, why is the old man here?"

Xin Yi asked in surprise: "I don't understand what Dr. Cui said." Didn't I call you? Ma Fan made an appointment with me, and I made an appointment with you...... Oh yes, you've already seen Ma Fan, so why didn't he come to pay homage to Imperial Doctor Chen, and leave Beijing in a hurry? ”

Cui Langzhong looked at Xin Yi calmly and stroked his beard.

"Little lady, this is pretending to be confused."

With that, he raised his head, half-squinted his eyes, looked at the top of the black hole tower, and whispered.

"Why did you come when you suspect it was me?"

Xin Yi pursed his lips and smiled.

"So, you admit it? The executioner who committed a lot of crimes in Zhangjia Village, even at the cost of an unborn baby, is you Langzhong, who hangs a pot to help the world? ”

Cui Langzhong smiled sadly, "Since the day you told me about the strychnine, you have repeatedly tested me, don't you want such a result?" ”

Looking at her, it seemed as if a long time had passed, and as if there was only a moment, he suddenly took the fire fold and lit the dusty candle on the dusty altar in front of the Medicine King Bodhisattva's throne.

"I have a story that I don't know if you'd like to hear."

The hoarse voice was desolate and hopeless.

Without waiting for Xin Yi to speak, he sighed faintly.

"It's been buried in my heart for a long time, and it's become a dark disease, and I don't vomit and feel unhappy......"

Xin Yi asked lightly: "Why me?" ”

Cui Langzhong turned his face slightly, looked at her bright eyes, and smiled slightly, "I don't know where you came from, but you are the second person besides me to know Nux Nux." ”

Except for him?

What about Chen Chusheng?

Xin Yi's heart suddenly burst and he didn't speak.

Cui Langzhong walked tiredly to a wooden table in the middle of the tower hall, behind him, the lit candle flame emitted a warm yellow halo, shining on the old man's bony back, chilling.

"Come and have a few sips with me, and I'll tell you the answer, and I'll fulfill your wish."

He sat down, coughed softly, and beckoned to Xin Yi.

A wooden table and three wooden chairs were very dilapidated and full of thick dust, but Cui Langzhong did not dislike it, wiped it with his sleeve, and took out the wine jar and wine bowl from under the table.

"I didn't expect this story to be told to Xiaoyou, when should I start telling it?"

He was talking to himself, his old face was weirdly illuminated by the faint light, but his body under the green robe looked extremely weak, looking at Xin Yi motionless, he seemed to remember some old things, and his face was full of smiles.

"You're a lot like my daughter. Stubborn, stubborn, temperamental, and eccentric. ”

Xin Yi was slightly stunned, "I'm honored." ”

Cui Langzhong choked the sleeves of his robe, used a hand full of wrinkles, slowly brushed the dust off the wooden table, coughed, his whole body shrouded in dim candlelight, and every word was extremely abrupt.

"This table is a few years old, and so is the chair, and I used to sit here and eat my daughter's tea......"

Xin Yi didn't speak, and looked at him silently.

This old man seemed to have too many stories on his body, which overwhelmed him, and the tower hall was filled with a low-pressure breath, and sadness filled the space, making people breathe tightly.

"I am an ordinary Langzhong, a self-employed doctor, studying medicine since childhood, dedicated to research, ignorant of the world, and ignorant of human affairs...... Later, he went to the Imperial Pharmacy and the Imperial Front to serve medicine and revise medical books, also to promote medical science and let the world suffer less from illness......"

Xin Yi's brows were tightly locked, not too surprised, but it was still shocking.

"Are you Imperial Physician Chen?"

The old man smiled faintly, took the wine jar and slowly poured it into the cup.

"In the way of officialdom, I don't know anything, I am provoked by villains, offend the officials, and be deposed and dismissed, but I am not unwilling, and I never do evil to others. I lived in seclusion in Zhangjia Village with peace of mind, practiced medicine in my family, tried my best to treat the diseases of the villagers, and often paid out of my own pocket to subsidize medicinal materials, and I never felt a little sorry for ......"

The bean fire was like blood, flickering slightly.

Lao Langzhong slowly raised his head, his eyes were as red as crying blood, the ghostly light flickered, treacherous, and his voice was like a choked voice.

"But this world, this world ......"

He paused, his fingers twitching at the wooden table, word by word.

"Fooling the good."

Xin Yi silently approached and sat down.

The old man lowered his head slightly and did not move for a long time.

……

The weather that year was particularly strange, before the winter moon arrived, the weather was like a cold winter, the grass and trees were frosty, the wind was cold, and a layer of ice floe formed on the river.

There was a woman in Zhangjia Village who fell ill after giving birth, and it was not cured for a long time, Chen Chusheng went to Laoshan to find her master in order to seek medical treatment for her, but unexpectedly, this time it was a farewell to her family.

When he returned to Zhangjia Village, a family of more than 10 people had already laid down on the ground, and the hospital was on fire, pitiful for his daughter, who was in pain like a jewel, unclothed, naked in the cold wind, and the villagers gathered around the scene, pointing and pointing, saying that their home was robbed, and some people were describing how the thieves entered the house and burned and insulted.

No one in the whole village came out to stop them.

Even, no one put a robe on her defenseless wife and daughter, and let them be so exposed to the ice and snow to be watched......

The old man's face was dark, and his voice sounded extremely gloomy.

"And my junior brother, Cui You, he came all the way to Bianjing to send a doctor, and he also died at the hands of thieves......"

Xin Yi: "So, you want revenge?" ”

Lao Langzhong said: "Hanshan asked, there are people in the world who slander me, bully me, insult me, laugh at me, despise me, despise me, hate me, and deceive me, how to deal with it?" If I were to answer, it would be to make them all die of despair. ”

Xin Yi asked, "Why don't you take revenge on the thieves who broke into the house, but on the villagers?" ”

Lao Langzhong sneered, "Who said I didn't retaliate?" ”

Xin Yi was stunned for a moment, and infinite sadness swelled in his heart, "Those who committed suicide by throwing themselves into the river and dying in the Bianhe River were the ones you did?" ”

Lao Langzhong turned his head sharply and looked at her coldly.

"Damn them! Everyone in Zhangjia Village deserves to die. Back then, they were willing to take a little kindness to protect my wife and daughter, and I would not have been ruined. Neither will the tragedy happen. ”

"They caused all this. Evil is in their hearts! For example, your mother-in-law Liu, your second sister-in-law Xiao Xie, and your husband Zhang Xun bully you, insult you, treat you like a mustard, and abandon you like a shoe...... Do you think they deserve to die? If I ruined this village and cut them off their children and grandchildren, is it considered to be doing the right thing for heaven? ”

No one dared to marry, no one dared to marry, and the babies born were all deformed. In the long run, there will be no descendants in Zhangjiacun......

Silently, he completed the revenge of letting Zhangjiacun cut off his children and grandchildren, and I have to say that the plan is very meticulous......

Xin Yi asked: "If you disguise yourself as Cui You, won't anyone in Zhangjia Village notice it?" ”

Lao Langzhong snorted heavily, "Back then, I lived in seclusion in Zhangjia Village, and I didn't want people to recognize me as Chen Chusheng. Senior Brother Cui was buried in the fire, and everyone said that I was burned to death, so I pushed the boat down the river, survived as Senior Brother Cui, and slowly avenged them......"

The cold wind blew in through the windowless holes.

Xin Yi clenched her arms and slowly closed her eyes, she didn't know what role she was playing in this tragic story.

"Why did your revenge start from the day I got married?"