Chapter 25: The Beginning of the Conspiracy

When Chen Ci heard this, his expression suddenly dimmed, and he muttered: "Scattered Gong re-cultivation, scattered Gong re-cultivation, the old man wants to cure the snake venom, in order to regain his cultivation, and not let those wolf ambition villains continue to encroach on the property of my prosperous dart bureau, and now the antidote is to ask the old man to give up his cultivation, it is really providential." "

"Ahem~"

After Chen Ci finished speaking, a trace of blood coughed up from the corner of his mouth, sliding down the corner of his mouth, and his already sluggish expression became even weaker, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

"Dad, what's wrong with you, is your condition getting worse again?"

Chen Ling, who had already changed into a blue dress, hurriedly supported Chen Ci, and a look of worry appeared on his picturesque face.

"Ling'er, don't worry, Daddy is fine. Chen Ci wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, and after being silent for a long time, he asked with some unwillingness to the Dead Daoist:

"Is my disease really incurable?"

The Dead Daoist sighed slightly, tore the old Taoist robe, and said in a deep voice: "This Xiao Xiaoyou is right, after being reminded by Xiaoyou, I once remembered that Shizun once talked about this blue ring red snake, but it was still young at the time, and some memories were already blurred, but I can also remember one or two, with Brother Chen's current situation, if you want to completely remove the snake venom, there is only one way to go." "

When Chen Ci heard this, his hope in his heart was completely cut off, and he said to Chen Ling, who had a worried face beside him: "Ling'er, take Xiao Gongzi to have some meals, you can also eat some by the way, don't be hungry."

"Well, Dad, you have to take care of yourself, Ling'er will find more spirit grass for you. Chen Ling looked at his father's haggard body, tears rolling in his beautiful eyes.

Chen Ci touched Chen Ling's head dotingly, and said softly: "Silly child, you don't have to worry about your father's affairs, your safety is what I value most as a father." "

After tea, Chen Ling took Xiao Yueming to the side hall, a small wooden table was placed with a few delicate side dishes, and a pot of wine, because it was late at night, so it seemed a little deserted, Chen Ling personally poured tea for Xiao Yueming, and said apologetically:

"Now except for some disciples, everyone else has left, so it seems a little deserted, it is late today, and my father is inconvenient, so I can only entertain Brother Xiao like this, I hope that Brother Xiao is not strange, Ling'er will replace the wine with tea, and toast Brother Xiao with a cup. "

After Chen Ling finished speaking, he picked up the teacup and drank it all.

Xiao Yueming looked at Chen Ling, who was smiling and laughing, and couldn't help but shake her head: "Miss Chen, I feel sorry for the matter of the head of the Chen family, but birth, old age, sickness and death are laws that no one can escape, you have to look at it."

"What Brother Xiao said is that Ling'er remembers it. Chen Ling lowered his head and said silently.

Looking at Chen Ling, who has now been devastated by life, Xiao Yueming feels that he has the responsibility to temporarily act as a life coach.

"Follow me" After Xiao Yueming said, he grabbed the wine jug on the table, got up and walked to the door, Chen Ling was a little puzzled, but he could only follow behind Xiao Yueming.

Standing in the courtyard, what catches your eye is a pond, the pond is planted with green and beautiful lotus leaves, the bright moonlight covers the water surface of the pond, and the whole pond seems to be covered with a mysterious veil of darkness in the moonlight.

Looking at such an intoxicating night scene in front of her, Xiao Yueming nodded with satisfaction, and asked Chen Ling who was standing beside her, "Miss Chen, is the roof of your house still strong?"

Xiao Yueming pointed to the roof behind him.

"The roof should be sturdy. Chen Ling said cutely, I don't know why Xiao Yueming asked why.

As soon as Chen Ling's words fell, he felt that his arm was grabbed, a cool breeze blew across his cheeks, accompanied by an exclamation, and in a blink of an eye, he was standing on the roof, stepping on the tiles under his feet, Chen Ling's small hand patted his chest.

"Miss Chen, look at how it looks on this rooftop at night. "

Chen Ling didn't make a sound, but stared blankly at the night scene in the distance, black shrouded the street, I couldn't see it really, the only thing I could see was the starry lights of that family, like a bright light in the dark, attracting the hearts of those prodigal sons who could not get happiness to return home.

"Ever since my father got sick, I've never been in the mood to enjoy the scenery anymore. "

Chen Ling stood on the roof, her green silk blown by the breeze, slowly fluttering in the night sky.

Xiao Yueming pulled Chen Ling to sit on the edge of the eaves, which was close to the street outside the house, with the wall at his feet, looking at the hazy mountains in the distance, he couldn't help but think of Chen Ling's appearance of being stained with blood in the wolves, Xiao Yueming looked at the woman sitting quietly next to him now, the cold moonlight shone on that beautiful face, so he couldn't help but say:

"Tell me your story. "

Hearing this, Chen Ling looked at Xiao Yueming, and after being silent for a long time, his red lips opened slightly: "Actually, the reason why I am so anxious to find an elixir for my father is because of the loss of a dart a month ago.

"Lost a dart?" Xiao Yueming asked.

"Yes, that dart is the porcelain of the Hengtong Chamber of Commerce, this dart is worth 500,000 taels of silver, at that time, the Fanhong Dart Bureau because of the squeeze of the Yuan's Dart Bureau, has not received a decent list for half a year, in addition to my father's serious illness, people's hearts are weak, so they urgently need a big order to stabilize people's hearts. "

What people didn't expect was that on the way to Liuzhong, they were robbed by the six bandits of Mangshan, not only lost 500,000 taels of silver, but the disciples in charge of escorting them also survived.

"The six bandits of Mangshan?" Xiao Yueming thought of the six corpses that died tragically on the official road, and after a little thought, motioned for Chen Ling to continue.

"After the dart silver was lost, the Hengtong Chamber of Commerce gave us a one-month deadline to either find the lost porcelain or pay 500,000 taels of silver, but now, the top and bottom of the Fanhong Dart Bureau and my father's old friends have received help, and the total is only 200,000 taels. "

"The most hateful thing is that Yuancheng, he said that he has secretly imprisoned the six bandits of Mangshan, and the porcelain is also in his hands, as long as I agree to marry him, this porcelain will be regarded as an apology, and now there are only five days left before the one-month period, I really don't know what to do. "

When Chen Ling said this, his voice was a little choked, and his eyes were also shrouded in a layer of mist.

Xiao Yueming frowned slightly, and his expression was suspicious: "You said that Yuancheng has hidden the six bandits of Mangshan, do you know what the characteristics of the six bandits of Mangshan are?"

After thinking for a moment, Chen Ling replied: "These six people don't seem to have any significant characteristics, if you have to say it, the fourth in line Kuizi has six fingers, because this person was a professional thief before he went up the mountain to become a bandit, and he opened a good lock, so those people gave him a nickname, called the six-finger locksmith." "

"Brother Xiao, what's wrong, have you seen these six bandits in Mangshan before?"

Xiao Yueming's heart set off turbulent waves, turned around and looked at Chen Ling solemnly, and his tone was a little cold: "I have seen it, but it is six corpses, just this morning, about sixty miles away on the official road." "

"What! The six bandits of Mangshan are dead?!"

When Chen Ling heard what Xiao Yueming said, he was immediately stunned, stood up suddenly, stepped on the tiles under his feet with a chaotic sound, and asked with a frightened face.