"Shaoxia, can my father still be saved?" Leng Yue asked.

According to medical records, the poisonous snake in the deep mountains is used to refine the grass with wolves, and the toxicity is diluted with spirits, the incubation period is slightly longer, generally after seven or eight days, the eater will feel it, and the medicinal properties are getting worse day by day, when the toxicity slowly invades the whole body, after entering the internal organs, black spots appear all over the body. It's just so vicious, it's a rescue room. Those who are generally unknown, if there is no antidote within ten days, will surely die. However, it is not difficult to solve this medicine, and you only need to find pasture grass, ghost needle grass, Tiannan grass, three kinds of herbs in this mountain, and decoction with water, and you can be cured in two days. ”

After Mo Ying finished speaking, he walked to the bookcase, picked up the pen, quickly drew the shape of the herb, handed it to Leng Yue and said, "You can look for it in this mountain according to this picture." ”

Leng Yue took the prescription and went directly to the mountains to look for it......

The mad pen scholar suddenly took Mo Ying's hand and said, "Ying'er, you still know medicine?"

Mo Ying replied: "After his hands and feet were crippled, in addition to Mr. teaching and practicing calligraphy, he was just reading books, and there was only one book left in the master's hand. ”

"Tut-tut, this is amazing, the old man is not as good as you, I find that I like you more and more, but I can't just look at it, this medicine is clinical?"

"Well, Uncle Madman said it very well, after my legs and feet were healed, I recognized the herbs according to the records in the book, decocted the herbs and dispensed the medicines, and then tried them on some vicious insects and beasts, and now Master is my prescription for their illness!"

"Haha, this son is a great thing!" said the mad pen scholar with sincere admiration.

These words made Mo Ying's heart jump wildly, he looked out of the door, looked back at the jade-faced scholar and said, "Mr. Leng, although you can rest assured, I can protect your life, but you have to finish the rest without reservation!"

Leng Qian nodded and said, "The grace of the young man to save his life will definitely be rewarded in the future!"

Then he said: "Xiaoyou, Uncle Shi didn't deliberately lie to you, and your parents were definitely not killed by me. I expected that the man in the golden mask would definitely go to Dragon Villa, and by the time I rushed to Dragon Villa, it was already too late. Seeing that the matter is a foregone conclusion, I must protect you thoroughly, so I will plan it, just wait for my uncle to break the mirror, and then tell you that there is still a chance for revenge, but everything was seen through by Mr. The man promised me that if I did what he said, I would promise not to embarrass you, or you would not escape his palm at the ends of the earth. His purpose is to borrow the Dragon Sword and use it, and return it immediately!"

You Xiaoyou was silent, she never thought that this river and lake would be so complicated, and when she stayed at her uncle's house, there was only joy and happiness.

"Do you believe this?Foolish, if only your wisdom were like your face??did you ever know who he was?" It seems that the mad pen scholar is really a little angry, maybe it's just that he is also called a scholar.

The jade-faced scholar said again: "I don't know, but he is a talisman, and his fist and foot kung fu are also good, after the fight, I picked this up, I don't know what?"

After speaking, the jade-faced scholar Leng Qian took out a piece of what looked like a token from his body and handed it to the mad pen scholar.

The mad pen scholar took it in his hand and looked at it, and then said, "Sure enough, as I expected, it was really him?"

"Who is it?madman, why are you doing so much of it?" asked Yan Shirt curiously.

The mad pen scholar took the token and said: "This is the token of the Heavenly Phase Pavilion Pavilion Lord Dilian Palace, everyone knows about it, and he is also a rare Xuantong Divine Rune Master today." It seems that that person should be his apprentice, and even the palace in this place only accepts one apprentice, that is Li Ji, the eldest prince of the dynasty, it seems that there is a problem in other mountains, shadow!"

"Ahh

"Although Beishan is a forbidden place for cultivation, no one is allowed to enter Beishan in the peaceful and prosperous world, but now that the prince is in charge, the emperor has not been in the court for a long time, and the eighteen-year period of seclusion in Dilian Palace has expired, and I can't imagine that he is still a thief. By the way, your master has already descended the mountain, right?"

"Well, what's wrong?"

The mad pen scholar thought for a while and continued: "I'll talk about this later, don't worry. Let's help Leng Qian to rest in the grass hut first, you stay here for two days, and when the kid comes back, you will talk about it together. You can't practice, and it's useless to know too soon, but your master is too lazy!"

After saying that, the mad pen scholar went out.

The wind outside stopped, and he slowly walked to the right corner of the courtyard and sat down, and said to himself, "I can't think of what I should come after all, but I can't hide?"

After Moying, shirts and Xiaoyou settled the jade-faced scholar, they came to the small courtyard to salute again.

I told the story of the master who went down the mountain this time from beginning to end.

After finishing speaking, the mad pen scholar stroked his silver-white beard and said: "Yes, yes, I knew that the son of General Mo Yan was so good, and the old man should stay more when he went to other mountains, but it's a pity, it's a pity!"

"What's the pity?" asked Ink Shadow.

"You should call me uncle, Zhuge Wenwu and I are brothers!"

"Ahh

"Little doll, why do you know so many things? Uncle Shi is drunk with calligraphy, and he likes to be pure! I don't believe that your master didn't say, if you want to go to Wuyao Mountain, won't you pass by my crazy pen fast?"

Mo Ying nodded again and again: "Master only said that there would be some chances, but he didn't say much. ”

"It's still so little talking, it's really annoying. ”

Ink Shadow smiled, but between the words, you could tell that they were very affectionate. Mo Ying asked, "Uncle Shi, do you know my father?"

"Of course, General Mo Yan is famous all over the world, who doesn't know, who doesn't know?

After thinking about it, he continued: "There are too many joys and sorrows in this world, the heart will always slowly get used to numbness, what is going to come will eventually come, and what is going will eventually go, cause and effect will take root, the world will rise and fall, life and death will always sink, and Xiaoyou should also look at it." ”

Xiao Yu nodded and said, "Hmm!"

"Crazy uncle, I didn't think you would be so sentimental?" said Yan Shirt casually.

The mad pen scholar smiled and said nothing, but Mo Ying's heart suddenly brightened, and said: "Thank you for the advice, Ying'er knows in his heart, there is cause and effect, he does not complain about the sky, he does not care about people, the three disasters and six disasters are all beautiful, and everything is the best arrangement." ”

You Xiaoyou's beautiful eyes looked at the moment of Mo Ying, there was an indescribable brightness in his eyes, and he said in his heart: "Everything is the best arrangement!"

"Everything is the best arrangement?" Yan Yiyi chewed the meaning of this sentence carefully, looked at the ink shadow gently, and suddenly her face was flushed, and she didn't know what this girl thought?

......

"By the way, the shadow chops wood and carries water, cooks in shirts, washes clothes, and stays here for two days, there will definitely be some chances. After speaking, the scholar got up and left, and went to the grass hut.

......

......

When the sunset gently sprinkled on the grass hut in the bamboo sea, Leng Yue had successfully picked up the herbs, the medicine fried by Moying himself, and after the jade-faced scholar took it, the original pale face gradually returned to blood.

After an early meal, the two scholars drank wild camellia in the small courtyard and talked about something......

The four young people also got acquainted with each other, sitting together and chatting happily, talking and laughing.

Suddenly, Yan Yiyi stood up and said to Mo Ying: "Little Fifth Brother, I have something to do with you!"

Then he took Ink Shadow's hand and ran towards the bamboo forest by the grass hut.

"What's the matter, what can't you say in the yard?"

"Do you see what's in my eyes?" said Yan and rubbed her shirt with her fingertips.

Mo Ying pulled her hand away, brought her face closer, looked intently at her dark and bright eyes, and said, "Nothing?

"Will you take a closer look?" said Yan Shirt softly.

"No, it's nothing!

"No, I'll look into your eyes. As she spoke, she stood on tiptoe to see the deep, bright eyes of the Ink Shadow. Mo Ying also squatted down in cooperation.

Yan Yiyi's eyes were like water, and she looked into Mo Ying's eyes and said, "You have it here!"

"What is it?" Ink Shadow asked.

"The left eye is me, and the right eye is Xiao You!" she said with a lot of urgency, and Mo Ying immediately understood, took her into his arms and said, "You girl, when did my brother have Xiao Yu in his eyes?"

"No, then why can't you see it all of you in my eyes?" Yan Xi's tone was sour, as if a bottle of old vinegar had been poured on his side.

Mo Ying slowly pushed her away and said, "You fool, the kettle will naturally not be able to hold when it is full of water, and the water in the Longxi Lake in Beishan Mountain will always be so much......"

After listening to Mo Ying, she actually cried, crying so much that the pear blossoms brought rain, she didn't know why she had to cry, anyway, she just wanted to cry, and her heart was warm like a clear spring in Longxi Lake, and the feeling of beauty was like the afterglow of the sunset......

Mo Ying was silent, just looking at Yan Yiyi crying silently, with a gentle smile on his face. Suddenly, Yan Yiyi smiled again, looking at the ink shadow with a smile like a flower, her eyes were full of tenderness and sweetness, and she said, "Will you remember my cry and my laughter?"

"Well, for a lifetime, if you forget, the stars will be separated from the rain......"

Before he finished speaking, his soft lips were as warm as the rain in March, sticking to the hot lips, and the two lips were touched, and it was difficult to part......

The night in March also came in an instant after the last touch of sunset said goodbye. In the corner of the thatched hut, a young girl seemed to have stood for a long time, she silently watched the pair of lovers, and for some reason there was an indescribable feeling in her heart......

"Xiao You, call the shadow, I have something to look for him!" said the mad pen scholar lightly.

"Oh!" replied faintly.

Then he shouted in the corner of the house: "Little Fifth Brother, Mr. called you ......"

The two hurriedly parted, flushed, looked at each other and smiled, holding hands and walking back.

Lu Zhongyi suddenly stood still and asked, "Little Fifth Brother, what is Xingli from the rain?"

Mo Ying rolled his eyes and said, "Let you read more, you have to show your eyebrows, so that you don't ask, but you are curious, I won't tell you!"

"You ......"

......

Back to the Crazy Pen Zhai, just sit down.

The mad pen scholar said to everyone: "This crazy pen has not been so lively for a long time, and everyone has to leave tomorrow night." ”

He spoke lightly, but there was a hint of solemnity in the air.

Ink Shadow asked, "Is something wrong with the madman?"

The crazy pen scholar said: "Before I said anything, I had decided to accept Leng Yue, Xiao You as a disciple, I don't know if the two of you are willing?"

Leng Yue, You Xiaoyou glanced at each other, then moved his gaze to the shirt and the ink shadow, and looked at the jade-faced scholar, who nodded lightly.

What an opportunity, what an opportunity, but not to be found.

Finally, in their affirmative eyes, the two of them knelt on the ground together, kowtowed three times, and shouted, "Master!"

The jade-faced scholar Leng Qian immediately stood up and saluted: "Leng Qian, how can he be on an equal footing with Mr., thank you Mr. for cultivating." ”

"That's it, the old man just looks at you, a scholar, and you have to practice again before you can be called a scholar, not to mention that one day, it is rumored that there is also a good story when talking about the crazy pen scholar and the jade-faced scholar!"

After the mad pen scholar finished speaking, he took out a piece of paper from his jacket, opened it and handed it to the jade-faced scholar.

When the jade-faced scholar looked at it, he saw the word "zhi" written on the paper. Although he doesn't know what he means now, no one in the cultivation world knows it, and it's hard to find a crazy scholar.

He held the words in both hands, and was about to salute as if he had received a treasure, but was stopped by the mad pen scholar. I only heard him say: "Salute again, vulgar scholar!"

Ink Shadow laughed with the shirt, and everyone laughed, and the small courtyard was filled with laughter.

After a while, the mad pen scholar said: "Since I am already a disciple of my crazy pen scholar, scholar, I have to take care of the small matter, although we are in big trouble." ”

"Ahh