Vines do not have rhizomes.

In other words, the vines in the city have no roots.

Li Changan explored the city and found a staggering fact.

In Xiaoshui City, the wisteria roses scattered in every corner are actually the same plant.

He followed the direction of wisteria and walked all over Xiaoshui, looking for it from noon to late at night.

Unconsciously.

He was already on the nameless mountainside outside the city.

The wind around is terrible, the rain is quiet, and there are ghosts and shadows in the strange trees.

And look back at where you came from.

Xiaoshui City is located in the night rain, and only the dim lights and a faint silhouette can be seen.

If you draw the route that Li Chang'an explores in the outline, you will find that the vine is to Xiaoshui, like the blood vessels to the body.

The blood vessels eventually lead to the heart, and the vine eventually originates from ...... Li Changan turned around and looked at a familiar mountain gate lying in the deep forest, with three words written on the door plaque.

Water Moon View.

......

Although the water moon view is in the deep forest, it is not deserted.

Because of the demons imprisoned on the mountain, the county government sent a lot of errands and archers to guard.

These guys are tired in normal Japan, and now that it is raining heavily, they are even more unwilling to be honest. One by one, they shrank in the corridor and under the eaves, took out the wine, meat, and gambling equipment they quietly brought, and gathered together to hide from the rain and have fun.

When Leng Buding bumped into Li Changan, he jumped with chickens and dogs.

In addition to trembling, there is also curiosity.

Aren't the two Daoists guarding monsters on the mountain, and the other cutting monsters at the bottom of the mountain? Tonight, why did the one surnamed Li also come up?

The Taoist priest didn't care about their doubts, and in his eyes, there were only vines that continued to stretch into the depths of the Taoist temple.

Finally.

He found a small courtyard, a remote, untouched courtyard.

The Taoist priest looked at the courtyard, and the more he looked at it, the more surprised he became.

The layout and layout of this courtyard are the same as those of Yu's house!

The same hollow-shaped corridor, the same exquisite courtyard, the same tall locust wood, and the same vine rose.

Merely.

The yard in front of me was old and dilapidated.

The locust tree in the middle of the courtyard was not as leafy as the one in the house, and it seemed to have been diseased and lost its leaves, and only the bare branches were piercing out of the rain curtain.

What is especially different is the wisteria that surrounds the garden. The vines here have rhizomes and are rooted in the soil, which is the source of the vines that spread all over the water.

And......

The Taoist priest took a closer look at the lantern.

There was a tomb hidden deep in the vines.

A simple, solitary mound.

Whose grave?

Li Changan's heart beat violently.

He had a vague hunch that all his questions would be answered from this lonely tomb.

Without thinking, he stepped forward and brushed away the vines wrapped around the tombstone.

Little by little, the dusty inscription was unveiled in front of my eyes.

"Lushan Unfilial Disciple Yu ......"

"Li Daoyou. ”

Behind.

The abrupt call taught Li Chang'an to stand up.

He jerked his head back.

"Yu Zhenren?"

But after seeing the rain, Qingping Zhenren Yu Mei stood in front of the door, holding a lantern in her hand, and the faint fire reflected her old face full of sighs.

With remembrance in her eyes, she carefully looked at every grass and tree in this courtyard.

"This is the courtyard where an old man once lived, and it has not been opened for decades since her death. I don't want to get involved again, but it's because of Li Daoyou. ”

Li Changan had unconsciously held on to the hilt of the sword.

"Real people are looking for juniors?"

Qingping Zhenren nodded, and sighed faintly, and her figure seemed to be a little more rickety.

The words that followed were so light that they could hardly be heard in the rain, and they were so heavy that they shook Li Chang'an's heart with just a few words.

............

There are two flowers, one on each branch.

Water Moon View Back Mountain.

The depths of the demonic "prison".

Another conversation is quietly unfolding.

"Daochang Feng is proficient in pharmacology, should he know what 'Wei Qi' is?"

The dim and cramped room was filled with the lingering smell of blood.

Unlike a few days ago, he was now gouged out of his eyes, cut off his ears, smashed his fingers, and dug out his patella...... It can be said that he has tasted human torture and tortured to the point that he is out of shape.

Not to mention ordinary people, even monsters, it is time to die.

But he can still talk calmly and eloquently.

Opposite side.

Feng Chong frowned, quite puzzled.

It's not that he is puzzled by Langzhong's vitality, after all, he has this "respect", and it is Feng Chong's "experiment" little by little. He was puzzled that Lang Zhong, who had been silent for several days, why did he take the initiative to open his mouth again today, and asked such an inexplicable question?

Guard?

Of course Feng Chong knows, or everyone who studies medicine should know.

But what does this have to do with the demon plague in the city?

Anyway, it also consumed a lot of time on Lang Zhong, so I don't care about it for a while.

So, Feng Chong replied patiently. (The following is pure nonsense from another world)

"The change of Yang Qi is born in the spleen and stomach, travels outside the veins, guards the skin surface, and resists external evils. ”

"Do you know the 'thief swallower'?"

Lang Zhong threw out another question.

"The god of spirit also removes all the evil and thief winds in the body, and the poison of the alien self. ”

Lang Zhong asked again: "Water Gu, malaria, and cans, can the Taoist know it?"

"All Gu worms invade the body and parasitize the disease. Saying that, Feng Chong glanced at Lang Zhong contemptuously, "It's the same as you." ”

After more than ten days of dissection and drug testing, Feng Chong did not find nothing, at least he could conclude that the body of this Langzhong should be some kind of parasite.

"Yes, yes. ”

Lang Zhong did not see annoyance, or said that there was never such an emotion as "annoyance" on his face. He only "stared" at Feng Chong with his black hole hole sockets, and laughed silently.

"Mortals have the outside to protect the body, and the inside to swallow the thief to get rid of the disease. ”

"If the guard is strong, all evils will not invade, and if the thief is strong, all diseases will disappear by themselves. ”

"But in the areas of Lingnan and western Yunnan, where Gu worms are common, no matter how strong a person is, he can't resist the disease of water Gu, can Daoist Feng know why?"

Shui Gu is actually a schistosomiasis, as for why Wei Qi (resistance) and swallowing thief (immunity) can't cure schistosomes, how does Feng Chong know?

Lang Zhong was unimpressed and continued:

"Because Gu worms are through the pores, bypassing the skin, and invading the human body, Wei Qi cannot resist Gu worms. And after the Gu worm parasitizes the human body, it will be assimilated with flesh and blood, and when it enters the spleen, it will become the spleen, and when it enters the stomach, it will become the intestine and stomach.

"Therefore, if any healer cures Gu worms, he can only apply heavy medicine. ”

"Dare to ask the chief, is the heavy medicine poisonous?"

Feng Chong can answer this question.

"It's a medicine that is poisonous. ”

He wasn't interested in listening to Lang Zhong's continued nonsense, so he simply said the treatment method for insects.

"Whenever a doctor treats insect disease, he must first regulate yin and yang, warm and healthy, and then apply heavy medicine. Use heavy medicine to remove Gu worms, and then use guard qi and swallowing thieves to pull out the poison. ”

Feng Chong has also used this method, but it can only treat patients who have demon insects in their abdomen but have not yet changed into demons. And what has been demonized is difficult to do.

Feng Chong didn't want to talk to Lang Zhong about these useless things anymore, so he asked directly:

"What does this have to do with the plague?"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was quiet for a while.

Lang Zhong fixed "looking" at Feng Chong, the corners of his mouth slowly cracked, and in the end, he actually laughed out loud.

"No, no, no, it doesn't matter. ”

He laughed breathlessly.

It's just that these words have been hidden in my chest for a long time, and if I don't spit it out at this time, I'm afraid there will be no chance. ”

The laughter echoed in the narrow room, making Feng Chong's eyes gloomy a little bit.

Finally.

"Dare to entertain a certain family. ”

He was so angry that he took up his knife and was about to cut off the tongue of this fellow.

Abominable thoughts.

Feng Chong was shocked.

These days, although he disemboweled, skinned and cramped, gouged out his eyes and ears, and plucked his heart and kidneys from many demons on the mountain, he was not at all selfish and resentful in order to develop an antidote or verify the true body of the demon.

But just now, because of a few shouts from Langzhong, he actually had the idea of "using torture to vent anger", which is the right way and is not tolerated by the teacher's teachings.

He was inexplicably a little uneasy.

Is it due to long-term exhaustion and anxiety of multiple failures that cause mood instability, or is it ......

"Dao Chief!"

Suddenly, an anxious cry sounded from the cave.

Is it the messenger of the guards?

But aren't these officials afraid of the monsters in the cave and have never dared to enter the cave?

Feng Chong's heart was uneasy, and his emotions suddenly rose.

He hurriedly went out, and saw a servant stumbling in.

"What happened?"

"Thin team leader, team leader he ......"

The official raised his face, sweat, tears, and snot mixed together, and he couldn't tell whether he was panicked, fearful, or sad.

“...... Killed!"