New firewood was added to the brazier, and soon a bright yellow flame lit up, illuminating the courtyard where many bottles and cans were placed.

The courtyard is filled with a medicine chest, and under the eaves on three sides, there are dried herbs and ingredients such as bacon and sausages.

The bird, which had been flying as a wingman in the sky for a long time, fell down at this time, squatting on the windowsill and looking at the big salted fish in front of him, looking like he wanted to help taste the drying situation.

In the courtyard, several benches were placed around the brazier, and several people sat around the perimeter.

When the night terror hall came in, he took a change of clothes from the horse, but at this time he was only wearing a pair of pants, his trouser legs were rolled up, and there were many black bruises on his arms and legs, because the scene was not suitable, his face was cold and made a look of nothing and no pain at all.

On the other side, Jiang Zahu, who was fair-skinned and elegant-looking, had several bloody wounds on his chest and calves, and his arms and fists were also bruised, and the old wizard's apprentice was treating his injuries.

As a contemporary boxer, outsiders had to pretend not to feel it when they were in pain before, so Jiang Zahu also looked introverted and unhappy.

Fan Qinghe sat in front of the Night Terror Hall, smeared the bruises on his arms and legs with wound medicine, and saw that the two Wu Kui were all dressed as if they were nothing, and his heart was really indescribable.

After all, no matter how high the martial arts are, exercise is also a tolerance to pain, not to numb the limbs and not feel pain.

When he was fighting, his mind was highly concentrated, and he couldn't frown if his arm was broken, but once the battle was over and it was time to recuperate, Wu Kui was no different from ordinary people who were injured, and it hurt or hurt.

Jiang Zahu's white ape has a full arm, it hurts to beat people and thieves, his two arms are cast in stainless steel, and the night terror hall has been turned more than 20 times, and it is not easy to grin and breathe without baring his teeth now.

And the Lei Gong Baji of the Night Terror Hall is also a fierce fist method of countering violence with violence, and both sides are obviously swollen against Jiang Zahu's hands, and he is really mentally strong if he doesn't shake into chicken feet, and he won't shake his hands violently when he goes back to the house, "Oh, oh, oh~" A few times, she wrote her name upside down.

However, when a man goes out, he has to pretend, and Fan Qinghe naturally won't break it, but just gently apply the medicine so as not to hold back the night terrors.

The old wizard Han Ting, whose mood had gradually calmed down at this time, was sitting on the rattan chair with his back to the main room, and an apprentice pressed his shoulders behind his back to smooth his back, and muttered softly with his hands on crutches: "...... The three generations of Tianlang kings are all enlightened saints, and I could rely on force to grab the fertile soil of the Huxi Plain, but the patriarch chose to sit down with the four major departments at that time to talk, even though Weizhen Xihai, he still did not take away a piece of life from the four major departments; If there was no alliance of the five tribes back then, and the ten thousand tribes worked together to resist foreign enemies, how could the tribes of the West Sea fight against the two dynasties of the north and south......

"It's a pity that all the departments of the West Sea have forgotten their roots, and if their lives are a little more comfortable, they have forgotten the bitterness of Ru Mao's blood drinking, and I don't know how hard it is to be stable......

Night Terror Hall listened quietly with his hands on his knees, and found that the old wizard's hatred for the Xihai tribes was no less than that of the Northern Liang's annihilation, and he couldn't help asking, "Wasn't the Northwest Royal Court monolithic back then?"

Fan Qinghe rubbed his shoulders and said, "Hundreds of tribes, how can they really have one heart. When the royal court was strong, it was okay, everyone could benefit, and there was no big mess; And once the situation is not good, those tribes begin to look for their own way out, and it is not uncommon for the northern and southern dynasties to fornicate with each other, and sometimes the military orders have not yet been delivered to the border army, but they have already arrived at the table of the generals of the northern and southern dynasties......

The old wizard Han Ting sighed and said, "In the war to destroy the country, my king was in a desperate situation, and gathered 8,000 elite cavalry and 20,000 foot soldiers to resist the Northern Liang army on the shore of Tianlang Lake. I started with 2,000 people in the late department, and I can conquer the entire Xihai tribe, and nearly 30,000 people can't stop the North Liang?"

"As a result, all the ministries thought that 'it is the world of Chi that is dead, not our world, and the 30,000 soldiers and horses dragged on for half a month to gather more than 10,000, and when they saw that the army of Northern Liang was pressing, they ran half of it. Well, now, without the protection of the royal court, they won't be able to eat."

Han Ting said this, looking at the Night Terror Hall with a cane:

"At that time, the army collapsed without a fight, and my king was caught up in Liaoyuan, and more than a thousand soldiers and horses alone blocked the thousands of troops and horses of the Northern Liang, and seeing that he was unable to return to the sky, he let the third emperor uncle break through with more than 100 clansmen, and the infant son was also among them."

"As a result, on the way to escape to Blackstone Pass, he was still sent to Beiliang

The rangers caught up, and the team was scattered in the melee, and the three emperor uncles fought with several arrows in his body, and fled in the direction of Heishi Pass with his son, and then disappeared. The Rangers were all in pursuit of the wagons, and I heard these things from my people who had escaped by chance."

Night Terror nodded slightly, although he imagined the tragedy of the year, he had no impression, and could only say:

"I'm only two or three years old, I really don't remember that......

"It doesn't matter if you remember or not. After the son was born, he soaked his body in liquid medicine to adapt to the medicinal properties of Tianlangzhu, the medicine was prepared by me, and only I would match it in the world. At that time, because of the war, I didn't have time to get these, and there were no babies of the same age as my son who had soaked in medicinal baths, and I knew this best. If you can use Tianlang Pearl, you must be the lost son back then."

When Han Ting said this, he looked at the Night Terror Hall curiously:

"But I'm curious, where did Childe's Tianlang Pearl come from?"

Night Terror Hall thought for a while and said, "It's just a coincidence, in the past in Tiefoling in Yunzhou, I met a ground snake named Cheng Shilu, who used Tianlang Beads as a secret weapon to yin me, and then his power skyrocketed...... It was also from there that I got the news that the Jiang Gang Leader might be hiding the Golden Scale Diagram."

Jiang Zahu had been listening, and only when he was here did he speak:

"Cheng Shilu's father, who was originally the commander of the forbidden army in Yanjing, stole the Tianlang Bead and the Golden Scale Diagram that he stole from Chi Bu back then. I received the favor of my father-in-law, and I also secretly investigated these things, and I stumbled upon this person and got the golden scale map."

Han Ting used to be the national teacher of the Northwest Royal Court, and he knew the secrets of the past very well, so he answered:

"The golden scale map is the destruction of the country by the Great Yan before Jiazi, and the old wolf king went to Yun'an City single-handedly to snatch it, but unfortunately as soon as he sent it back, he was robbed by Beiliang to make a wedding dress, and he also lost the token of the alliance of the five clans for this reason, alas~ It can only be said that luck is like this, and time is also fate......

After listening for a while, Night Terror slowly understood the various causes and consequences since birth, and thought for a while:

"Although I don't remember what happened when I was an infant, and I have never met my parents, but Chi Bu sent me to a stable place at the cost of extermination, and I will remember this great kindness, and I will repay it in the future. As for the restoration of the Northwest Royal Court......

When Han Ting heard this, he waved his hand: "King Tianlang's last words to send his son away are to let his son be an ordinary person, marry a wife and have children to live an ordinary life, and don't think about revenge or restoration of the royal court."

"Before I came at night, the north and the south regarded the tribes of the West Sea as a rabble; And after I left, no one knew that all the tribes of the West Sea could fight well, and the Manchus were all tigers and wolves."

"My night is just a group of inconspicuous nameless people in a remote place, it is enough to be able to do this, it is common for dynasties to divide and merge, why bother to bury the lives of the only remaining children and grandchildren for the glory of their ancestors and a group of ungrateful white-eyed wolves."

When Fan Qinghe heard this, he naturally disagreed, and sat up a little straighter:

"The tribes of the West Sea are not all white-eyed wolves, there were not a few tribes that supported the royal court until the last moment, and now these tribes are in dire straits, how can Night Terror stay out of the matter after being a royal family......

Night Terror felt that this topic was a bit far, and raised his hand slightly:

"We'll talk about that later. I came here this time to look for an antidote to the dragon miasma, but I didn't know that the 'dragon miasma' that appeared in the capital some time ago was from Mr. Han's hand."

Han Ting is the national teacher of the Northwest Royal Court, but he is not a Taoist priest, but a prophet, Zhuzong, and high priest inherited from the ancient tribes.

Hearing Night Terror's inquiry, Han Ting shook his head and said:

"I've lived in seclusion here all these years, and I never go out to avoid the pursuit of the Northern Liang, and I've handed it over to Zahu to do something, and I've never been able to refine the dragon miasma, but I've never been worthy of this thing."

Fan Qinghe was puzzled: "I heard King Gou Chen say that the Imprisoned Dragon Miasma needs to use 'rotten bone black, and a caravan sent a batch of ...... here a few months ago Could it be that there are other people in this world who can refine the dragon miasma?"

Han Ting hesitated a little before he spoke:

"It is not impossible for the pharmacists who accompanied the army to be separated in the war and flow into other tribes. However, the dragon miasma needs to use the rhizomes of the snow lake flowers, and you have to dig up several plants to refine the medicine

Nian just came out with a medicine, and the royal court listed this medicine as a forbidden substance, and no one ever refined it again. The people who can be matched now, not to mention the medical attainments, the background must be amazing, at least they can directly go to the Northern Liang Imperial Court to obtain permission, otherwise no one will dare to refine a prescription."

When Fan Qinghe heard this, he couldn't help but be secretly shocked - as soon as the snow lake flower nail blooms, that is to say, it can only be used for medicinal purposes after it grows for at least sixty years, and it is still wild and cannot be planted, so it is a national treasure in the northern and southern dynasties, exclusively for the emperor, and both sides can even fight because of this.

If today, Langhu Lake is controlled by the Northern Liang, and the monarch of the Northern Liang directly put an army to guard there, and if he doesn't do anything, he will take care of the snow lake flowers, and it is said that a few leaves must be recorded in the book and sent to Yanjing for storage. Digging up the rhizomes of the Snow Lake flower and dispensing medicine is tantamount to killing chickens and taking eggs, and it is really not something that ordinary people can do if they want the permission of the Northern Liang Imperial Court.

"No wonder it's lost. In that case, the matter of imprisoning the dragon miasma is also fueled by the Northern Liang Imperial Court...... Then Mr. Han may release the dragon miasma?"

Han Ting said: "Today's prescription is not necessarily the same as the prescription of a hundred years ago, and you have to see the patient to prescribe the right medicine. Childe should not be afraid of the dragon miasma, but there are people around him who have been poisoned by this?"

Night Terror Hall nodded and said, "A friend was accidentally injured by the imprisoned dragon miasma, and now he is rushing here, and I am afraid that he will have to trouble Mr. Han in a few days."

"Alas, if it can be saved, these are small things......

After Han Ting chatted for a while, he thought for a while and said:

"If you find clues from Sima Yue and find this place, you still have to keep an eye on it. In the Battle of Liaoyuan that year, Sima Yue was the general in front of my king, but he was separated from my king in a desperate situation, and then relied on his extraordinary martial arts to fight his way out of the siege."

"The old man may not have a backache when he stands and talks, but Sima Yue, as the great Sima of the Northwest Royal Court, the apprentice raised by King Lao Tianlang, and the sibling brother of my king, should not leave my king's side when he is in a desperate situation, let alone break through alone......

Fan Qinghe knew about this, after Sima Yue fled back from the battlefield covered in blood, he heard that King Tianlang was buried in the prairie and ran back like crazy to play with his life, and in the end it was Lao Zhuzong who forcibly pulled him, and Sima Yue has always felt guilty about this matter afterwards.

Sima Yue did make mistakes, but at that time, the army was besieged, and there was not a single reinforcement in all the major departments, even if Sima Yue broke through alone because he was afraid of death, it was better than some of them who did not go to the battlefield, and they were really not easy to blame.

The Night Terror Hall was not familiar with the Xihai tribes, and everyone was wary, and when they heard Han Ting say this, they kept this matter in their hearts.

Han Ting said for a while, and when he saw that it was too late, the two of them endured the pain and did not move like a mountain, I was afraid that it would not be comfortable, so he said:

"It's too late, so Childe will recuperate overnight in the humble house, otherwise he will go awry after a big war and a long journey. Zahu, arrange a ...... for the two distinguished guests."

Han Ting said this, looked at Fan Qinghe again, and asked:

"Chibu and Winter Hades have intermarried in all dynasties, and the Qinghe girl and the son...... No, it seems to be a lifetime behind, but it's a pity......

Fan Qinghe felt that the old wizard was too old and stayed up too late, and his brain was a little confused, so he didn't pick up the stubble, so he got up with the help of the night terror, and entered a vacant farm yard not far away under the guidance.

After Jiang Zahu sent his father-in-law back to the house, he went back to his own house, turned his head and looked at it when he passed by the fence wall, and said:

"Last time I said in the capital, as long as you dare to come to the door, I will give you the golden scale map with both hands without taking a penny; You're half the way I got, and although the outcome is undecided, I still keep my promise."

"After your friend finishes detoxifying, you leave immediately and don't mention this place again, in the future, whether you want to restore the Northwest Royal Court, or become a powerful minister of the Great Wei, don't disturb your father-in-law's retirement, I will give you the Golden Scale Diagram before leaving."

Night Terror turned around and said:

"I'm only here to seek medical treatment, and I have never meant to let Mr. Han be used by me, and I won't take the liberty of bothering me if you don't say it. If you are willing to take out the golden scale diagram, the imperial court will keep its promise to let you learn the jade bone diagram, you can come to the capital at any time to borrow it, I can guarantee that you can come and go freely, but only this time, what should be done in the future."

Seeing this, Jiang Zahu didn't say anything more and entered the courtyard diagonally opposite.

The night terror hall looked unwavering, eyes

After sending Jiang Zahu away, he turned around and entered the house in the small courtyard of the farmhouse, and as soon as he closed the door, he raised his hand and rubbed his arm, frowning:

"This arm fist is really domineering, much more ruthless than Liu Qiansheng......

"Poof~"

Fan Qinghe took the medicine bottle, and when he saw the night terror hall that was still cold and resolute just now, he turned around and began to frown and snort, and couldn't help laughing:

"I thought you didn't hurt."

"Being smashed by the fist leader, if it doesn't hurt, it won't be a fairy."

Night Terror Hall sat down at the table, and when he saw that Fan Qinghe was about to give him medicine, he raised his hand slightly and said:

"Skin trauma, I'll do it myself. You go to sleep first, I'll keep vigil, after all, I don't know the place here, Jiang Gangist killed him from the opposite side in the blink of an eye, I guess he won't dare to close his eyes tonight......

Fan Qinghe confirmed the identity and origin of the Night Terror Hall from the old wizard's mouth, and actually wanted to sit down and chat with the Night Terror Hall in the tone of an elder.

But Night Terror Hall has obtained too much information in a short period of time, obviously it has not been smoothed out, and it is not good to say too much, she didn't talk much when she thought about it, and sat down on the bed, only slightly reviewing the following records:

"Jiang Zahu is worthy of his real name, you are beaten with your bare hands, you can't gnaw with a light knife, you can completely suppress it with a big gun, this martial art can be completely ranked above the Xuanyuan Dynasty, if you practice your marksmanship again, the demon girl will definitely be hanged and beaten."

Night Terror Hall personally fights, and naturally understands Jiang Zahu's heritage:

"He's now moving in the direction of 'all soldiers, any weapon can use the level of marksmanship, but it's still a little short of the real one-size-fits-all skills, so the marksmanship looks decent. And Xuanji is really different, she has almost entered the situation of no tricks to win, fighting in the ring, fists and kicks or knives and guns, she may not be able to beat me, but there is no limit to fighting in actual combat, she can have a hundred ways to deal with me, and it is the same to fight Jiang Zahu."

"Really? I don't see how powerful the witch is...... It is said that the horse lance used by Jiang Zahu is the royal gun of the Northwest Royal Court, which means chasing the sun and chasing the sun. Legend has it that Chibe's ancestors chased the sun all the way to the edge of the sky, and then settled there......

Fragmented words appeared and disappeared in the small courtyard of the farmhouse, and the light in front of the window was never extinguished all night.

On the mountain a few miles away, Xue Baijin was waiting for boredom, so he sat on the stone and practiced with the meridian technique in his hand.

Luo Ning held the binoculars and stared intently at the brightly lit windows in the basin, his expression getting colder and colder.

The top of the mountain is far away from the basin, and even with a telescope, you can only see the bright spots in the small courtyard, and you can't see the movement in the window at all.

However, with Luo Ning's rich experience in actual combat, he has already made up the scene in his mind:

The thief was covered in injuries after the bloody battle, and when he returned to the house, the woman who was full of flowers and branches first helped the night terror hall to lie down and take medicine, and then took off her clothes by touching them.

The thief pouted shamelessly, and the woman was afraid that she would not dare to make a move, so she could only grit her teeth and endure the humiliation, and then she pushed the watermelon and fed it herself......

Maybe you'll be carried around......

Luo Ning hasn't been intimate for a month, even if she thinks she is not interested in that kind of thing, her body is still very honest, her cheeks are a little hot, and her heart is also very sour, which feels weird......

After staring at it for an unknown amount of time, the moon in the sky had unconsciously moved to the other side of the sky, and the east began to glow white.

Luo Ning thought wildly and made up for many postures, and gradually began to fight with her eyelids, and she was a little sleepy.

And just when she was half-asleep and half-awake and was looking for a thief to question, Xue Baijin next to her, her eyelashes suddenly moved, and she looked at the plain outside the mountain.

Luo Ning woke up suddenly, tidied up her dress a little, and also raised her binoculars to look out, only to see that at the end of the wasteland, there was a yellow line formed by raising dust, which was speeding towards Dolan Valley before dawn......