Zhuohua lay on the bed for three days before he barely got out of bed, feeling that his limbs were able to move a little, and the broken meridians had begun to be repaired again, and they were much wider than before, which was the foundation laid by Li Shangyang for him, but Zhuohua didn't know it now.

The greatest happiness during this period, that is, in the past few days, the fire poison in the body has never been committed again, which makes Zhuohua happy, lying on the bed and looking at the ancient books is also a lot more comfortable, since he came to live in Yunzhou, Concubine Jing has been urging him to read the Four Books and Five Classics and the like, and now, he has read almost, after all, there are no other peers in this mountain and wilderness, in addition to practicing swords on weekdays, that is, to take a look at these, to relieve loneliness.

But because Zhuohua occupied the only bed in the hut, the old man changed with him, and slept on the bunk on the floor where Zhuohua slept before.

After another two days, Zhuohua's operation was already unhindered, and Li Shangyang called him up early to pass on his luck method.

After reading this article, there were about two or three hundred words, Zhuohua firmly remembered it, and then sat cross-legged, according to Li Shangyang's method of breathing luck, slowly vomiting and deepening, and gradually felt that the heat flow in the dantian of the lower abdomen was touched again, and it slowly flowed to the limbs after a while, gathering in the hands, and there was a burning feeling.

Li Shangyang said on the side: "Although your fire poison has been relieved, it is not a radical cure, and it will attack about once every twelve or three days in the future. ”

Zhuo Hua listened so attentively and nodded secretly.

Over there, Li Shangyang continued: When you stabilize in the past two days, you and your Uncle Wei Jing will go on a long trip, and you will stay in Zhuangzi by yourself, and you must practice your sword diligently. ”

Zhuohua came back to his senses, after so many years, the old man was still going out for the first time, Zhuohua couldn't help but feel a little reluctant in his heart, and hurriedly asked: "Then you and Uncle Wei Jing, when will you come back?" Li Shangyang didn't answer, only said that he would listen to your Aunt Jing when he said it, and then walked out of the door.

When he went out, Zhuo Hua came back to his senses, the old man and Uncle Wei Jing were far away, who did he practice sword with, unconsciously, he had regarded Li Shangyang as a second father, even more than Li Yuyao at the beginning, the feelings were even deeper, after all, after many years of companionship, coupled with the precipitation of time, the dependence on him has been overwhelming.

After a few days, Li Shangyang and Wei Jing left Zhuangzi.

Zhuohua also wanted to go with him, but the old man refused to let him, only said that he would let Zhuohua guard this small mountain gate for him for a few days, and after a few days, the two of them would come back, and Zhuohua would no longer be entangled, just looking forward to when he could go out to see, and see the world.

The old man promised him to practice his sword diligently these days, and when he came back one day, he would definitely take him out for a tour.

Before leaving, the old man took out the jade plaque with the character Li printed on it that Zhuohua's father gave him.

Zhuohua stared at the jade card for a long time, turned to the front is a landscape, and the upper right corner is clearly engraved with the word 'Li', thinking that he was only interested in playing, and even the things given by his father have not been carefully looked at, and his heart misses even more.

In the days of the bamboo forest in the mountains, it was boring, and there were old men who could talk to him every day and practice swords, but now Li Shangyang has also gone far away, and there are only those old servants who talk to him all day long.

Time flies in the mountains.

Before I knew it, half a month had passed, and Aunt Jing would bring a few ancient books every few days and ask Zhuohua to read them. Although Zhuohua doesn't like these in his heart, fortunately, talking is better than nothing

Seeing that his guess was correct, Zhuohua took two steps back to let Aunt Jing in, and before the person on the other side could enter the door, he asked, "Zhuohua, is the food in the village still appetizing these days?" ”

Even if Zhuohua regards himself as an outsider in his heart, the nurturing feelings in the past ten years are still higher than the sky and deeper than the sea, how can he be picky, so he honestly replied: "It is appetizing." ”

Aunt Jing said with a smile: "Before leaving, the old man of your family confessed that he asked you to take this letter to the Five Poisons Sect in the past two days and send it to their sect leader. As he spoke, he placed the envelope on the table.

The name of the Five Poisons Sect, Zhuo Hua, has heard them mention it occasionally, and it is very close to the Yunzhou City Mansion, but it is very mysterious.

But because of this, he was finally able to get out of the mountain, Zhuohua was not overjoyed and immediately agreed without thinking, and asked, "When will the old man and Uncle Wei Jing come back to the villa?" ”

Aunt Jing hesitated for a moment and said, "Probably when you send the letter back, they will also return." ”

When Zhuohua heard her say this, he also nodded seriously and said, "Then I won't stay and come back as soon as possible." ”

Unexpectedly, when Aunt Jing heard her say this, her eyes turned slightly red, she stretched out her hand and touched his face, leaving a sentence of 'I must be careful when I am outside in the future', and turned around and walked out of the bamboo house.

Zhuohua didn't know why she reacted like this, but she just thought in her heart, but it was better if something happened to the old man.

That night, Zhuohua thought that he would get off early tomorrow morning, but he didn't fall asleep in bed, tossing and turning for a long time, and he didn't know that the east was white.

I don't know how long I slept, Zhuohua was pushed to wake up from his sleep, but when he opened his eyes, it was the old servant who was in charge of purchasing in the town on weekdays.

This person's surname is Su, and he has a very ordinary appearance, if he hadn't done this special job, Zhuo Hua might not have remembered his first name.

At this moment, he was bending down and smiled respectfully at Zhuo Hua, "Young Master, it's time for us to go." ”

Zhuo Hua's head was still a little dizzy, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange when he called the young master. Since the destruction of the family in Kuizhou, he has never regarded himself as a young master or anything like that, that is, an orphan who was rescued and adopted.

At this time, I couldn't help asking: "Young master, what kind of young master am I?" ”

The old servant surnamed Su smiled even more, and said: "You are a young master, you have always been, you should hurry up, otherwise the slave should not be able to go to the town to get food at noon, and the slave will send you to the town later." ”

Zhuo Hua was confused by what he said about the young master on the left and the slave on the right, and he couldn't care about it so much, so he got up from the bed and simply freshened up, packed up his things and prepared to set off with him.

When he was cleaned up, he wore the usual white shirt, and when he pushed the door out, he found that there was another package at the door, presumably Aunt Jing prepared it for him.

Zhuohua picked up the package, only to see that there were a few newly made clothes, a bag of broken silver, and a map of Yunzhou. He put together the contents of his package, picked up the bamboo sword he was used to on weekdays, raised his head and glanced in the direction of Zhuangzi, and then followed into the carriage.

When Zhuohua followed the old servant surnamed Su into the carriage, and gradually moved away, several people on the Zhuangzi also pushed the door out, watching it disappear from view from a distance.

It was Aunt Jing who brought her food to the house on weekdays. The man at the head was bowing down to Concubine Jing at this moment and said, "Niangniang, the young master has already gone out this time, you see that we are about to leave for Emei Mountain." ”

Concubine Jing had put away her usual gentle appearance at this time, her pretty face looked solemn and a little stunned, and said, "I don't know how long it will take for the master to come back this time." ”

As soon as the word 'master' came out, he giggled and laughed again, and then said: "I have changed my words for many years, but now I can't change it back, Your Majesty said, you should move faster, and you will let Wei Jing find some short-term jobs from the house to clean up here, and I will go back to accompany my sister when I am done." ”

Speaking of which, my eyes are red again, and I haven't looked back for more than ten years. After that, he went back to the room by himself, ignoring the old servants behind him.

Let's say that Zhuohua got into the carriage and walked out of the villa, taking the same road that Li Shangyang drove back alone, but Zhuohua was unconscious that day and didn't know.

Xu didn't sleep much last night, and in less than half an hour, Zhuohua gradually fell asleep in the car. When I woke up again, the scenery outside the car had changed.

Although this Yunzhou City is no different from ten years ago, for Zhuohua, it is as if he has returned to Kuizhou back then, and he is inevitably a little sad in his heart, but he is secretly excited about this unfamiliar environment. In the end, he is just a teenager with a sad fate who has not yet entered the world.