When Namjin woke up from her coma, she didn't know how much time had passed.

She snapped open her eyes and found herself in an unfamiliar environment.

This wasn't the Jishitang, nor was it the dungeon or the forbidden room she imagined.

She looked around and saw that the room was full of calligraphy and paintings, and there were many pictures of various beauties, and the characters on the paintings were in different shapes and vivid. But they are all generous, coquettish but not flattering. Looking at it again, not only is the painting exquisite, but also the framing is exquisite.

There are also some landscape paintings and others. It seems that the owner of this place is a gentleman of elegance.

There is no exaggerated decoration around, mainly plain and elegant, which is very suitable for Nanzhen's preferences. The bed was soft and so was the quilt. Nam Jin lay on the bed, watching the light coming in from the window, and occasionally there were a few bursts of bird chirping.

It was all too comfortable, and if it weren't for the injury in her right hand that reminded her of it, she would have thought she was still in a dream.

The wound on her right hand had been bandaged, and although it still hurt, it was certain that the person who healed her was very skillful.

If not, the pain of breaking the hand is very bearable.

Nanzhen sat up with her body propped up, and found that even the clothes on her body had changed into new ones, and her face immediately flushed, but when she thought about it, she felt nothing, and she smiled embarrassedly. She moved her body, her clothes fit well, and her breath was normal.

Who saved her? Not Blue Bird and Qingyang. So where is this?

Wow, wow, wow.

A knock on the door interrupted Nanzhen's thoughts, Nanzhen turned up and was on guard, she didn't know her situation yet, so she didn't dare to ask rashly.

But they asked, "Is the girl awake?" and if so, we will come in. ”

Nanzhen didn't know who was outside the door, but she knew that there was a woman asking. Listening to that tone, it's not rude. She thought that if the people who saved her really wanted to kill her, she wouldn't be where she is now.

So she simply replied, "Wake up, please come in." ”

Four people came in from outside the door, all dressed as maids, not much older than themselves. But in Nanzhen's opinion, where do these four people look like maids? Not only are the four of them beautiful women, but they are also full of energy, and their gestures are full of confidence and elegance, and they are all somewhat similar to the people in the painting.

I only heard one of them say: "The girl is injured, and there are many inconveniences. If you don't like it, our sisters will wash the girl. ”

Nanzhen was stunned when she saw them, and forgot to reply for a while. The four of them thought that Nanzhen acquiesced, so they stepped forward, one helped Nanzhen get out of bed, one sorted out her clothes, one led her to a bronze mirror to comb her hair, and the other made up light makeup for her.

In just a moment, Namjin noticed that she had changed in the mirror. The originally bloodless face gradually regained its vitality, and the frowning brows that had been tightly furrowed before gradually relaxed at this moment.

That's how the bride is treated, Nam Zhen thought to herself.

Nanzhen is also a member of the royal family of Allure, and she was also served when she was a child. But after all these years of wandering, although the old man of Tianchi and Wuya have taken good care of her, after all, there is a difference between men and women. A lot of things, Nanzhen is used to being alone.

So in the face of this sudden and inexplicable situation, Nan Zhen asked with some reluctance: "What do you mean by this, sisters, and what kind of place is this? Why am I here?"

"Girl, don't worry too much, we have no malicious intentions, my name is Zhizhen, these are my sisters. One of them replied, "When you were rescued, your internal meridians were disordered and you lost too much blood, and it took a lot of effort for Lord Zhijun to pull you back from the ghost gate. ”

"Who is it?" asked Nan Zhen with a skeptical expression.

"Lord Supreme is a very good man!" said the other maid. "My name is Beloved, let me tell you, although the face of the Supreme Lord is not handsome, it is much more pleasing to the eye than those little white faces. ”

"Second sister, don't talk nonsense, why isn't Lord Zhijun handsome? What's the use of being handsome?" another maid said: "Don't be rude in front of your guests! ”

"Are you all stupid?" she asked who the Supreme Lord was, and not to say useless words!" said the youngest maid, "My name is Zhimei." The girl wants to ask Lord Zhijun, of course he is from the Medicine King Valley. You killed the valley master, and now many people want to hold you accountable, it was the Supreme Monarch who saved your life, you have to thank him well. ”

"You say the valley master?" Nan Zhen exclaimed, "You are also from the Medicine King Valley?"

Nan Zhen thought that the person who saved her had taken her to escape from the Medicine King Valley, but she was too naïve after all.

"Of course, otherwise what do you think this is?" said Zhimei.

"Alright. Zhizhen interrupted Zhimei's words and said to Nanzhen: "Girl, since you woke up, we won't hide it from you." This is the Medicine King Valley Lingxiang Boudoir, and it is the territory of the Supreme Monarch. As long as you don't wander around here, no one will dare to do anything to you. ”

"That is, even if they want to avenge the valley master, they don't dare to go wild in the Lingxiang boudoir. Zhishan said.

"However, Uncle Thousand Hands is also here today, do you say that Lord Zhijun can beat Uncle Shi?" said Zhiai.

The four sisters didn't seem to regard Nan Zhen as an outsider, and in their opinion, Nan Zhen killed Hu Yingying, the owner of the Medicine King Valley, as if she had done a very ordinary thing.

The people of the Medicine King Valley wanted to kill her, and she knew she couldn't escape. But who is this Supreme Lord, why did he save himself, and why did he want to save his life?

Where have you heard this name?

Lingxiang boudoir ...... Goddess of Mercy...... Cao Ah Xiang...... Nanzhen suddenly remembered that the master had told her about this place before he died.

Here is the spiritual boudoir of the teacher's wonderful Guanyin Cao Axiang. But at this moment, its owner is no longer a teacher, but a person named Zhijun.

"Lord Zhijun is playing chess with Uncle Qianju, so let's go with us, girl, clean up. The best said, "They want to see you." ”

After walking through the corridor and courtyard for a short time, the four sisters took Nam Jin to a place that looked like a tea room.

There is a plaque in the center of this tea room, with a few words on it, which seems to be a book, but it seems to be not. Namjin looked at it for a while and didn't seem to recognize it.

Zhimei said, "Hey, aren't you literate?"

"Hugh is unreasonable. Zhizhen said. "Don't mind, girl, Zhimei is usually very aggressive, so don't take anything you don't like to hear. ”

Nanzhen shook her head, obviously not caring, but asked, "I'm really sorry, no, I don't blame Sister Zhimei's joke, I really didn't recognize these words." ”

These words were inscribed by the master herself, but she has a bad habit, that is, the pen is long and the pen is short, and she deliberately writes like this, just to ridicule others. "I love it.

These words come from a poem. Although the Supreme Good said this, it did not say it.

Further inside the tea room, there were two people playing chess.

One of the men was dark-skinned, with small eyes, a large nose, and an ordinary face, but he had a wanton smile at the corner of his mouth, and he was heroic, and his posture was erect and magnificent. Presumably he is the Supreme Lord that the four sisters said.

The other man was dressed in brocade and had a serene appearance, and at first glance he looked just an approachable old man. It's just that his two sleeves are empty and naturally drooping lifelessly.

The four sisters call him Uncle Thousand-Hands, could it be that he is Thousand-Handed Xuanyuan Wei Yinghua?

The two of them seemed to be immersed in their respective chess games, and did not pay attention to Nam-jin's arrival.

"Uncle Shi, you seem to be more than lucky in this game. If I don't win against you, I'll eat this deck. Lord Supreme said.

"Don't panic, Zhijun. Wei Yinghua smiled: "It's just that some pawns died, and it's just an afterthought." ”

"Don't support Uncle Shi," Zhijun also smiled: "You are a soldier who will not die, there is only a horse and a cart left outside, and my chariot and horse artillery are all there, and I will soon command your army!"

"Definitely. Wei Yinghua said with a smile: "The king doesn't see the king, and it is still unknown who will lose and who will win." ”

When Wei Yinghua said this, he saw Nanzhen and them, so he said to Zhijun: "Turn around, those troublesome spirits are coming with our big trouble." ”

Hearing this, Zhijun hurriedly stood up, and in a hurry he overturned the chessboard, he didn't care, he just shouted at Nanzhen: "Ah, little junior sister, you finally woke up!

Wei Yinghua sighed, sighed at the scattered chess pieces, and said, "Now, I really don't know who loses and who wins." ”

Nan Zhen thought that this Lord Zhijun was calling the four sisters beside her, but she didn't expect Zhijun to walk straight in front of her, salute him, and then said: "Little junior sister, when we meet for the first time, my surname is Chen, and the people of Medicine King Valley are called Zhijun, and they are the big disciples of Medicine King Valley Miaoxiang Guanyin. You are Uncle Ziyou's apprentice, and I am your brother. ”

No wonder, it turned out that he was Shi Niang's apprentice, Nan Zhen thought. But the title of little junior sister is particularly awkward and weird for Nanzhen. Although the master was Zhang Ziyou, the former child of the Medicine King Valley, Nan Zhen never thought that he was a person from the Medicine King Valley.

Because the Medicine King Valley has always been an enemy to her.

"Okay, I can't play chess, and people are coming. Isn't it time for us to sit down and talk? Wei Yinghua looked at Zhijun and Nanzhen, and he smiled: "If you don't hand him over to me, I can't control the people outside." ”

"Alas, Uncle Shi," Zhijun stood in front of Nanzhen and smiled: "The older generation is left with you now, I will definitely push you to be the valley master." You are so powerful, they will listen to you when you go out and say a few words, why scare me here. ”

"You pushed it cleanly and lightly, why didn't you say it yourself. Wei Yinghua also stood up, but didn't look at them, just turned to look into the distance. "The wind is going to rise, I'm afraid it will blow to you soon. ”

"I'm afraid of him!" Zhijun smiled, "Am I afraid that Long Fei will let Ah Lu use a net to arrest me? or am I afraid that Jia Daoren will throw a flying knife at me? Or am I afraid that the faceless man will tear my ugly face? Or are I afraid of you medicine people who can't live or die?"

Zhijun said as he motioned for Nan Zhen to stand in front of him, and he said to Nan Zhen: "I, a person in the Lingxiang boudoir, have always been disrespectful, neither big nor small, and I don't interact with other courtyards on weekdays, and I don't care about the grievances and grievances of the rivers and lakes, the only thing we like to do is to study the human skin mask." Draw a handsome guy today, a beautiful woman tomorrow, a naïve child in the morning, and an elderly man in the evening. It was precisely because of the fact that he had no quarrel with the world that he was let go by Hu Yingying back then. In those years, several friends who had the same smell as me escaped from the Medicine King Valley one after another, and I also thought about leaving here. But I'm not reconciled, the master's home is here, my home is also here, why should I leave, why do I want to give up? Since the master passed away and Uncle Ziyou left, I have no intention of making a mask again, and I have to deal with it every time, but they can't do anything to me. I waited a little longer. I always thought that the person who could kill Hu Yingying was Miss Yu'er, or the descendant of Uncle Dai, but I didn't expect that I would have such a brave little sister. You don't have to be afraid, stay here for the time being. See that plaque above our heads? It says it's scattered into mud and dust. Do you know why the master wrote this sentence?" Zhijun smiled at Nanzhen: "Because even if it is scattered into mud and dust, only the fragrance is the same." ”

When Wei Yinghua heard Zhijun say these words, he did not object or interrupt, and he only smiled after he finished speaking.

He also looked at Nan Zhen and said slowly: "I didn't expect you to give up one of your hands in order to kill the hero, I don't know whether to be happy or sad for you." I've done similar stupid things like you before, and I regret it now that I think about it. I have too many entanglements with the Sword of Heroes, but I didn't expect to be cut off by you like this. Rather than exhausting the mechanism, it is better to resign yourself to fate. ”

Wei Yinghua sighed and continued: "Good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles. I also have to thank your blue bird, thanks to him, the news of the hero's death quickly spread all over the rivers and lakes, and now the beggar gang has united with the Shaolin Temple, as well as other factions of all sizes on the rivers and lakes have gathered, ready to crusade against the Valley of the Medicine King. It's just a crusade to rob and covet the Soul Rejuvenation Pill and the Rare Medicine Book medicinal materials in the Medicine King Valley. Alas, my Medicine King Valley is now suffering from internal and external troubles!"

This man, who was once the elder brother of the Six Divine Powers of the Medicine King Valley, and the man who was once known as the Thousand Hands Xuanyuan, couldn't help but worry about the future of the Medicine King Valley.

But Nan Zhen saw that Wei Yinghua's face was extremely happy. The way he looked at her was even more unfathomable.