Speaking of the Poison Saint, the Hidden Mountain Monk asked, "Who is the Poison Saint?"

After the questioning of the monk of the Hidden Mountain, the white-clothed Lang Jun finished his self-talk and replied: "He is a miracle doctor with excellent medical skills, who can cure all kinds of diseases and cure all kinds of poisons, and we all call him Bian Que in the world." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info“

"So powerful? How come I've never heard of it. “

It was only in the past few months that this person was discovered, and she gave free medicine by walking the rivers and lakes, and cured hundreds of incurable diseases, which can be called Bian Que's life. If you ask this person on the street, I can tell you in charge, everyone knows it. The more the white-clothed man spoke, the more excited he became, almost forgetting that he was looking for the Poison Saint.

Seeing that the attitude of the white-clothed Langjun was so happy, it showed that this person was worthy of his name, so he was also happy for him.

When it comes to the poison saint, I vaguely think of Hua Xianghai. Hua Xianghai's disappearance, although Feng Feng said what kind of flower building, but now, in front of him appeared a flower building, you say coincidental or not, the more you think about it, the more you think, the word in front of the flower building, should it be the word exploration, if you reason like this, I feel that this matter is related to the flower building, think about this and say: "Senior, I thought of a thorny problem again." “

The Hidden Mountain Monk said, "What is the matter?"

"Regarding Hua Xianghai, the original owner of Zhongshanzhai, my disappearance seems to be related to Tanhualou. “

"I don't quite understand, please make it clear. “

So the white-clothed gentleman said it in detail and said: "In the past few days, why have I forgotten about this." “

"If you think that this Tanhualou is the Hualou that Feng Feng said, then, how do you want to check? But now, Hongqian's people are all Tanhualou, which can be said to be the land of tigers and wolves, how can you enter. “

For this question, the white-clothed Langjun thought of the poetry girl he met in the Tanhua Building, with her help, maybe things will go quite smoothly. "I'm not sure either, but the matter is urgent and needs to be unraveled. Since I have come to Tanhualou, I have to investigate, and I will try it because it is dangerous, otherwise, I will not be willing. Besides, I don't want to go home empty-handed. Senior, do you think that's the reason?"

The Hidden Mountain monk felt that there was some truth in the analysis of the white-clothed Langjun, not to say whether it was right or wrong, this is how the matter was solved, and maybe he really made a discovery. Therefore, I strongly support Langjun in white and hope that he will have a great harvest from this trip.

Early the next morning, the sky was still dark, and there was no light at all, and the white-clothed Langjun had already arrived at Tanhualou. Tanhualou opened the door overnight, and the noise inside was not there at all, indicating that the people of the gangs living in it had been evacuated, and today, it was the fourth day, and it would cost one or two silver every day to live there, so it is estimated that the inside may be empty.

Of course, this building is hooked with a red light, so guests are naturally indispensable, but these people are only a minority.

How to find that poem, the white-clothed Langjun thought of many reasons and was immature, so he had to go around in front of Tanhualou.

At this time, a group of cleaners began to chatter in the building. You said bring this, and he said no, the room has it.

It was soon dawning, and it seemed that the hygiene had been cleaned, and it was time to go in. Thinking of this, the white-clothed Langjun walked straight in.

An old bustard's mother had already stepped forward, throwing a red gauze in her hand and shouting, "Guest officer, so early." If it's the first time, I'll introduce you to a few to make sure you're satisfied. ”

The white-clothed Langjun was very uncomfortable with the enthusiastic attitude of the old bustard's mother, and could only cope with it for the sake of the overall situation: "I'm here to find Shishi." ”

The old bustard's mother turned around and called, "Shishi, there are guests looking for you." ”

Shishi didn't know who was looking for her, and after thinking about it for a long time, she had no memory, so she had to walk out of the room. Her room was in the middle of the third floor, and after a few steps out of the door, leaning against the wooden red fence, you could see the people coming in from the first floor. She dozed off, looked at the old bustard's mother, and said, "Who is it?" ”

The old bustard's mother pointed to the white-clothed Langjun and said, "It's him." ”

Shishi fixed his eyes and saw that it was the white-clothed Langjun who happily ran down and was about to hug, and the white-clothed Langjun hurriedly raised his hand to signal that please slow down and not be excited.

Shishi slowed down and said with a spring breeze on his face: "Bai Gongzi still remembers me." ”

Since the last time Lang Jun in white said goodbye, he has a good impression of Lang Jun in Bai in his heart, and hopes to see each other again. Sure enough, we met today. The first time we met, I was confused by the chic and handsome appearance and words and deeds of Langjun in white, and I didn't confess to Bai Gongzi in a hurry last time. Although she is a dusty woman, she is serious about her feelings and will never break her word.

The white-clothed Langjun expressed his gratitude to Shishi's enthusiasm, but he was embarrassed by her excessive enthusiasm, thinking that she had misunderstood the meaning of her coming here, and if she knew the result, she didn't dare to imagine what kind of expression she would have.

I want to say: "Poetry, we might as well take a step to speak. ”

Of course, Shishi understood the meaning, so she took the white-clothed Langjun to his room on the third floor.

The room is not large, more than 20 square meters, in addition to the bed, there is a table in the center of the room. The room was cleaned, and there was no trace of melon seeds left on the ground, but the floor was wiped bright and bright, enough to leave the appearance of the white-clothed gentleman here.

Shishi invited the white-clothed Langjun to take a seat, then poured the tea and handed it to the white-clothed Langjun and said, "Brother Bai, why did you think of me, what a rare guest." ”

The white-clothed Langjun took the tea bowl and thanked Shishi and said: "I must have something to find you today, and I ask Shishi to answer one or two, I am very grateful." ”

In fact, when Shishi went downstairs and saw the attitude of the white-clothed Langjun, he knew that he must have come for something, not for himself, anyway, the relationship between the two is related to himself, so he greeted him warmly.

"Brother Bai, please tell me if you have any questions, Shishi will definitely tell you everything you know. ”

"That being the case, I'm going straight to the point. Poet girl, do you remember that in February or March, there was a burly man who came here? His name is Hua Xianghai, in his fifties, with a square face. ”

Shishi doesn't know what this person's name is, but if he says that he has a little impression of his appearance, because, on that day, he was with him.

Thinking about this, he said, "In terms of appearance, it should be this person." One day at the end of February, he came here to ask someone to drink with him, and afterwards gave me fifty taels of silver. ”

"Did he say anything important, such as martial arts competitions or anything like that? ”

After recalling it carefully, Shishi said: "Yes. I remember that he was already drunk at the time, and I heard him say that he wanted to compete with others, but I didn't hear who it was, and I was really embarrassed. ”

If such a situation is analyzed, it must be an appointment with Dugu Jian to compete, but I didn't expect to fall into the trap that had been set up a long time ago. (To be continued.) )