Chengnan Wangfu is splendid.

But the warm pavilion where the prince lives is full of strong medicinal smells. Walking into the house, the furnishings are all exquisite and extravagant, behind the bead curtain made of South China Sea pearls, a skinny man can be faintly seen lying on the couch.

This person is the king of Chengnan, Zhao Hui, who has been plagued by a head disease for many years.

Zhao Hui stretched out his wrist like dead wood, tied a red thread on his wrist, and the other end was pinched in He Wuxian's hand, which was the long-lost "hanging silk diagnosis pulse".

He Wuxian's expression was focused, carefully exploring the pulse.

Wisps of green smoke lingered in the incense burner, and the room was quiet and could be heard of needle dropping.

After a while, a subordinate came lightly outside, and he said in a low voice: "Lord Wang, Liang Yuan is back." ”

"Let him in."

Zhao Hui raised his hand weakly, his voice was gloomy, like ink that could not be dissolved.

After a while, a man in a coarse cloth gray coat strode into the house. He was dusty, with a hat on his head and a knife pinned to his waist, full of charlatanism.

"See the prince."

Liang Yuan clasped his fists and saluted.

Zhao Hui motioned for him to come over and speak.

Liang Yuan opened the bead curtain and stood beside Zhao Hui.

He Wuxian still kept his head down and concentrated on his own business.

Zhao Hui was very satisfied with his attitude.

Don't listen to what you shouldn't hear, and don't watch what you shouldn't.

He lowered his voice and asked in a voice that only Liang Yuan could hear, "What does this king want...... Did you find it? Liang Yuan frowned and shook his head in embarrassment, "Returning to the prince, that medicine is too rare, and I haven't found a suitable woman all over the territory of Yunzhou." ”

Zhao Hui was extremely disappointed.

He told Liang Yuan in a blunt tone: "The imperial brother already knows about the incident in Qiongzhou, and sent Fu Rudi to investigate." Jiang Ping was ambushed, and everything that Danyang Dao people had worked hard for this king had come to naught. ”

"This ......"

Liang Yuan was surprised, "Danyang Dao people have vast magical powers, there must be a way." ”

Liang Yuan had followed Zhao Hui for many years and knew that he had been looking for a cure for his head disease. Taste all the elixirs in the world, but the method of Danyang Dao people has miraculous effects. He hadn't seen a Danyang Daoist, but judging from Zhao Hui's attitude towards the other party, the Danyang Daoist was extremely powerful and omnipotent.

"No matter how powerful it is, it is just intermittently extending the life of this king." Zhao Hui doesn't have much time. He repeatedly stroked the ingenious carvings inlaid with pearls on the bed, infinitely compassionate, "Everything in this world, this king is very nostalgic......"

Zhao Hui knew Liang Yuan's kindness.

If it weren't for Zhao Hui, he and his family would still be lost dogs.

Thinking of this, Liang Yuan immediately said: "Lord Wang, I'll go find medicine for you!" ”

Zhao Hui nodded, very pleased.

After Liang Yuan left, He Wuxian's pulse was also diagnosed.

He slowly put away the red thread and said softly: "The pulse of the prince is desperate, and it seems to be absent, which shows that the qi and blood are deficient, the yang qi is weak, and the head disease is very seriously affected." ”

"Not bad."

Zhao Hui is also a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

He couldn't contact the people of Danyang Dao during this time, and he suffered from a head attack, so he had to eat other ways to relieve it.

"Lord Wang, I will now prescribe a recipe, you fry three bowls of water into one bowl, and take it every day before going to bed, which can relieve the prince's head disease." He Wuxian laid down the paper and wrote down the prescription, "These medicines are relatively common, although there are a few precious medicinal materials, but the palace must have them." ”

Zhao Hui said "um" and asked his subordinates to look at the prescription.

The man looked at the prescription and said, "There are some of these precious medicinal materials in the storehouse." ”

After seeing Zhao Hui, Zhao Hui asked He Wuxian to live in the palace. In case you feel unwell after drinking medicine at night, why not be harmed and solve it quickly.

He Wuxian carried his large medicine box on his back and lived in the west wing of the palace.

The sunlight filtered through the window and shone right on the prescription he had written on the table.

He closed his eyes and sighed regretfully.

Just gave Zhao Hui a pulse diagnosis, Zhao Hui's pulse is already at the end of the strong crossbow, he has been sick for a long time and his righteous qi has been lost, his qi and blood have been consumed, and his righteous qi has been exhausted, which is a sign that his qi will be extinct!

It seems that there is only one way to give up.

Fu Rudi will find out something in Yunzhou sooner or later, so why not think about it silently.

After a while, he laid out the paper and ink, bowed his head and wrote hard......

*

Fu Rudi didn't expect the clues to come so quickly.

Only to find the second Taoist temple, the next morning, Sinan Sibei came with good news, claiming that Qingyun Temple had sat with a "Danyang" Taoist priest to sit and discuss.

Fu Rudi immediately went to Qingyun Temple.

Of course, Fu Jiao wouldn't miss this kind of thing, she was busy following Fu Rudi, but when she got to the door, the Taoist boy of Qingyunguan could stop her.

"Women are not allowed to enter."

Fu Jiao was shocked.

"You are a Taoist temple, why are women not allowed to enter?"

That Dao Tong also knew that the door rules were untenable, so he had to explain: "This is the rule that has been passed down for a hundred years in Qingyunguan." It's okay to come in if you want to, unless you're also a cultivator. ”

Fu Jiao said: "I am not a cultivator. She crossed her hips and let out bold words, "But it's more powerful than you fake cultivators. ”

"Don't be ashamed!"

Out of nowhere, a middle-aged Taoist came out of Qingyun Temple.

He pointed at Fu Jiao and said, "Qingyunguan does not allow women to enter, just because there are too many women like you." ”

"Really?"

Fu Jiao was also unhappy, and decided to fight him to the death, "How do I think you Qingyunguan, in the past hundred years, you will only meet a hermit master like me." ”

Fu Rudi stood with his hands in his hands and did not stop Fu Jiao.

In his eyes, Fu Jiao is right to do everything, and such a sister with teeth and claws seems to be more vivid and vivid than when she is usually well-behaved......

The middle-aged Taoist sneered, pointed at Fu Jiao and asked, "What are your skills?" Dare to make a big statement in Qingyunguan. ”

Yellow-mouthed shaft, lawless.

was about to blast Fu Jiao out as a troublemaker, but Fu Jiao smiled faintly, her eyes were slightly closed, and she was calm and relaxed.

Her mouth twitched slightly, and she whispered a mantra. The moment the middle-aged Taoist walked, he stumbled under his feet, and he actually fell on the flat ground, and his forehead was high and swollen. The middle-aged Taoist is not a fool, he naturally sensed it, covered the big bag on his head, and his eyes flashed with extreme horror.

And after Fu Jiao finished casting the spell, there seemed to be a cluster of sparks in her eyes, and she was instantly restrained.

The middle-aged Taoist was taken aback, this little girl is really Taoist.

"You...... No, fellow Daoist, fellow Daoist, please come with me. ”

The middle-aged Taoist looked at Fu Jiao, and then at Fu Rudi beside her.

The girl is delicate and bright, and her appearance is rare in the world; The man is cold and heroic, and his bearing is extraordinary at first glance.

Obediently, why didn't he have long eyes and had to raise the bar with them today?!

The middle-aged Taoist couldn't figure out the depth of them, so he didn't care about the green bag on his head, and hurriedly saluted, "Please follow the poor road, go." ”

His tone was involuntarily terrified, for fear that the two would blame.

"Poof."

Fu Jiao couldn't help laughing.

She hurriedly covered her mouth and looked at Fu Rudi slyly, Fu Rudi shook her head helplessly, her eyes full of doting.

(End of chapter)