Back at the inn, Li Changfeng hurriedly asked, "Brother Jiang, why did you chant that poem just now, and what did you find?" ”

"Since you have decided to investigate the plague with me, the clues naturally have to be shared, and I hope Brother Jiang will tell me!"

Jiang Wuji looked at Li Changfeng and said, "Then what else haven't you told me?" ”

"Brother Jiang doesn't have to be like this."

Li Changfeng said with a straight face: "I didn't ask Brother Jiang much why he knew about the Heavenly Dao Temple, nor did I ask Brother Jiang why he deduced that Murong Yue was the person behind the scenes. ”

"That's not a reason for you to use me as a pawn." Jiang Wujian said.

Li Changfeng took a deep breath and bowed: "Brother Jiang, forgive me, I can't compensate you!" ”

Xiao Yu and Cao Li were stunned for a moment, and Zhu Yao, who knew Li Changfeng's character, was even more stunned.

They didn't go to the dungeon, they didn't go to the execution ground, so they were confused about the scene before them.

Seeing this, Jiang Wuji sighed in his heart, although Li Changfeng was not a good person, he at least really wanted to complete the task assigned to him by Fengtiansi.

It is good to find out the plague, and you also need to find the source of the plague and cure the coughing up of blood in the small fish.

So, Jiang Wuji said: "My guess is based on Baili Gaozhuo's lack of wanting to kill Murong Bangfeng, although I don't know much about Baili Gaozhuo, but I can feel that he is a person who will repay his kindness, otherwise when I was in the dungeon, he would not have persuaded me to leave Lecheng." ”

"You said, but all people will have concerns, and Baili Gaozhuo is no exception."

"If he voluntarily takes the crime on himself, and even gives up the chance to live, then he must be protecting his own concerns."

"Baili Gaozhuo's concern?" Li Changfeng frowned.

"Baili Gaozhuo's family became the ghost of the saber many years ago, and he is still unmarried, what other ...... can there be"

Before he finished speaking, Li Changfeng's pupils contracted fiercely!

Jiang Wujian paused word by word: "His concern is Murong Bangfeng's mother, Su Qianqian!" ”

Li Changfeng gasped and sighed again and again.

"No wonder, no wonder you want to sing a sad parting poem."

"So you're testing him!"

Jiang Wujian nodded: "Although he didn't speak, his eyes already told me the answer." ”

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

"I lied to Qi Yongyan, you try Baili Gaozhuo! Sure enough, the hero sees the same thing! ”

Li Changfeng's expression became exciting.

"The county guard's wife has an affair with the captain of the city gate, which is also too interesting!"

"Then Murong Bangfeng's biological father will be Baili Gaozhuo? In this way, it makes sense that Murong Yue wanted to kill Murong Bangfeng! ”

"It's interesting, it's really interesting, I can't imagine that there is such a drama, hahaha......"

Li Changfeng was ecstatic, as if he had encountered something too good.

Jiang Wujian never expected that this product would be so gossipy......

But are these things really related to the plague?

But having said that, Baili Gaozhuo and Su Qianqian are not necessarily mutually sympathetic, this is more like Baili Gaozhuo's wishful thinking.

Li Changfeng rubbed his sour cheeks with a smile and said, "Brother Jiang, since you just poured salt on Murong Yue's wound in a bright light, it is estimated that the two of us will see him in a while." ”

As soon as the words fell, the voice of the servant of the county guard came from outside the door.

"Lord Li, Master Jiang, Lord County Shou is looking for two important things to discuss, please go to the house with the little one."

"Say what, tsk."

Li Changfeng raised his eyebrows and asked Jiang Wuji, "How is it, are you going?" ”

"Brother......" Xiao Yu stepped forward and grabbed Jiang Wuji's arm, his clear big eyes full of worry.

Although he hadn't figured it out yet, Cao Li also sensed that this matter was in danger, so he said loudly: "Little Daoist, I'll go with you." ”

"No, you don't."

Jiang Wujian shook his head, patted the back of his sister's hand gently, and said, "Don't worry, Li Changfeng won't let me die." ”

Li Changfeng said with a smile: "Tsk, that's natural, if you die, the adult in the division will not let me go, besides, with me, he won't dare to do it if he gives Murong Yue a hundred dares." ”

"Then I'll go with my brother." Jiang Zhiyu said.

"He's only responsible for my safety, not yours." Jiang Wujian said bluntly.

"Brother Jiang understands people." Li Changfeng didn't hide it.

Seeing Jiang Wuji's unkind gaze, Li Changfeng changed his words and said, "Zhu Yao, you stay and protect the little fish girl." ”

"Why? I'm going to the county guard too! Zhu Yao crossed his waist, and the silver bell on his ankle made a pleasant sound.

Li Changfeng: "Don't make trouble, the box of food I brought out from the capital belongs to you." ”

Zhu Yao opened her small mouth, her eyes glowing, "Really? ”

"Really."

"Don't go back on it."

"Don't regret it, get out of here."

……

Coming to the county guard mansion again, Jiang Wuxi is no longer the little transparent he was back then.

"Two adults come with me."

The servants of the county guard were hunched over, and they led the way in front of them.

The county guard mansion is really big, and Jiang Wuji's head hurts.

Fortunately, the environment here is good, and there is a hint of fragrance in the quiet, which is refreshing.

After a while, the two came to a small courtyard full of bamboo, and a shabby-looking mud house sat by the turquoise pond.

At this time, Murong Yue, who had taken off his official robe, was standing outside the hut, greeting Jiang Wuji and Li Changfeng from a distance.

"It's surprising that there is such a quiet place in the county guard's mansion." Li Changfeng looked at the bamboo forest not far away and sighed.

"Let Master Li smile, this is a place for clumsy cultivation, she likes to be quiet."

"Oh? Mrs. Zun here? ”

Murong Yue nodded, waved his sleeves to let the slave down, and then brought the two into the house.

The furnishings of the room are simple, and when you enter the door, you can see a bed with a curtain, and through the raised quilt, you can see that there is a person lying on the bed.

Murong Yue said while pouring tea: "Hey, Qian'er has a hard life, she went out with me three years ago, and she didn't know what she was infected, and she fell into a coma after she came back, and this illness is three years." ”

"Three years in a coma?"

Li Changfeng, who knew about this, still pretended not to know, and asked, "What disease does Mrs. Zun have?" Can someone see it? ”

Murong Yue shook his head and sighed: "If you know what the disease is, at least you can prescribe the right medicine, but unfortunately in the past three years, I have invited countless famous doctors to no avail, even the Wuwei real person of the Heavenly Dao Temple, I can't do anything about the disease of Humble Jing." ”

"I remember that Wuwei Zhenren was a five-grade out-of-body a long time ago, right? Although the Taoist temple is not a medical hall, there are many means of practicing medicine and eliminating diseases in the Taoist technique, and it is impossible to imagine that it is not even possible to do nothing. Li Changfeng sighed.

Murong Yue shook his head and sighed again and again.

"Have you ever looked for Su Zhaoyi for this matter?" Li Changfeng asked.

Murong Yue looked a lot older in this matter, and he said with his eyes slightly drooping: "I found it, it's useless." ”

"Useless? What does this mean? Isn't Mrs. Zun Su Zhaoyi's blood relative? ”

"Hehe, I'm not afraid of adult jokes."

Murong Yue sneered: "Su Zhaoyi is now favored by the Holy Lord, if she is willing to help, it is naturally not a problem, but Humble Jing doesn't even know what illness is now, if he dies one day, or if he suffers like a plague to the fish in the pond, Lord Li, do you think Su Zhaoyi is not afraid?" ”

"......I see," Li Changfeng nodded, and also sighed.

According to Murong Yue's words, this Su Zhaoyi is afraid of being implicated by Su Qianqian, after all, these incurable diseases, if they are related to family heredity or the plague, this Su Zhaoyi will inevitably fall out of favor, and maybe there will be people who deliberately spread rumors and fall into the ground, so that they will never recover!

The water in here is really too deep.

And at this moment, Jiang Wuji's slightly abrupt voice sounded without warning.

"What's in there?"

Jiang Wujian asked, pointing to the shrine that was locked up on the wall.