Four people gather around and steaming noodles.

The scholar was not very old, and he ate an amazing amount of food, and as he said, he ate two large bowls, including soup and noodles.

The middle-aged man ate slowly and methodically, and his eating appearance was very elegant, and not a drop of soup spilled out of the bowl.

Yinling'er always lowered her eyebrows and did not speak, like most hostesses who see outsiders.

Xiaochun chatted with the middle-aged man for a few words and learned that he was a scholar who was going to Beijing to take the exam.

The middle-aged man has chapters of words and sentences, and the answers are orderly, like a person who has read poetry and books, and with his knowledge, he will definitely be on the list.

I asked them where they came from, and they did pass by here when they entered Beijing to catch the exam.

But why go into the mountains?

The middle-aged man said that he knew a little about medicine, and when he passed by the mountain, he had to go into the mountain to try his luck to see if he could dig up rare herbs.

That's why I set off for Beijing just after the ice melted.

He has a good conversation and understands medical skills, which makes Xiaochun secretly glad that he can let this person cut off his strange illness.

"I've been weak for nearly two years, and I'm only twenty years old, and I feel like an old man in the twilight, does my husband know about this strange disease?"

"Please take the pulse. ”

The middle-aged man wiped his hands with a square towel and put it on Koharu's wrist veins.

After a slight groan, the middle-aged man frowned: "This kind of pulse is really rare, I can't conclude at this time, I need to check the medical classics." ”

Xiaochun was slightly disappointed, but he said casually, sent himself, and smiled faintly: "If Mr. finds out, he will meet one day, and then bother to tell him." ”

"Why bother?" the middle-aged man asked with a smile, turning his finger to the scroll on his back: "I have brought the medical classics with me, I checked them tonight, and I can tell them tomorrow morning." ”

It's really a surprise, Xiaochun looked at Yinling'er, and after seeing her nodding slightly, he said to the middle-aged man: "If Mr. doesn't like the simplicity here, you can live in the house tonight." ”

"Thank you. ”

When the middle-aged man got up to give a salute, the scholar giggled and said to Yin Ling'er: "Please give me two more quilts, I am naturally afraid of the cold." ”

The stars on the mountains seem to be closer, and the stars in spring seem to be brighter.

After a long illness, it can be diagnosed, and it is natural that the symptomatic medicine can be used, Xiaochun thought that he could not sleep happily, Yinling'er lay beside him, his little hand on his chest, and soon coaxed Xiaochun to sleep.

When Xiaochun's breath was deep and she was completely asleep, Yinling'er got up and dressed, kicked her shoes, and quietly walked out of the door.

In the courtyard, under the flowers and vines, middle-aged people were drinking with scholars, and they had been waiting here for a long time.

Yin Ling'er approached, her eyes were cold, and the middle-aged man poured her a cup of tea and invited her to sit down.

Splashing the tea in the cup, Yin Ling'er snorted coldly: "If you don't save yourself when you die, what kind of immortal are you?"

The middle-aged man sighed, drank all the cold tea, and said gloomily: "I have watched Xiaochun Noodle Garden, and I may have half a year to live." ”

Half?

Yin Ling'er had tears in her eyes, swallowed them alive, and refused to let them see the joke even if she died.

"Silver Carp Ling'er, if you are willing to save Xiaochun, Xiaochun Yangshou will return. ”

Will you save?

After Xiaochun was poisoned, there was no moment when he didn't want to save him, no matter how difficult it was, even if he exchanged his life.

The corners of his lips sneered, his starry eyes squinted, and Yin Ling'er said in a cold voice: "Do you want to break us up again?"

"Jokes, jokes, good jokes!" the scholar squirted out a sip of tea and wiped the corners of his mouth: "In six months, Xiaochun will go to the underworld to report by himself, why should we break up?"

"You're looking for death!"

Silver Ling'er lowered his palm and pushed out the water arrow, stabbing straight into the scholar's throat.

The middle-aged man's plain sleeves flew up, blocking this trick for the scholar, and his sleeves were instantly full of holes.

"Even if you kill him, will you be able to save Koharu?"

The middle-aged man reasoned with Yinling'er, and the scholar stuck out his tongue at Yinling'er, looking naughty, and he was not afraid at all.

Of course, Yinling'er knows that the scholar's death has nothing to do with Xiaochun's longevity, she is just bitter in her heart, and the scholar has always had a bad mouth, so she will be angry with him.

"Silver Carp Ling'er, the position of the Southeast Demon Ancestor, I will keep it for you. The middle-aged man persuaded bitterly: "As long as you are willing to cut off the love thread, Xiaochun will be saved, and you will be a fairy." ”

"Don't bother talking anymore. Yin Ling'er put away her poignant and sneered with low eyebrows: "No matter where Xiaochun goes, I will go with him." ”

is so sincere, making the middle-aged man sigh bitterly, provoking the scholar to wonder: "I really don't understand, auntie, your posture is good, if you enter the Southeast Demon Realm, heroes and heroes will line up thousands of miles to please you, where is Xiaochun good, is it worth you to die with him?"

"He bought me a padded jacket. ”

A padded jacket?

It is worth letting her give up the glory of the demon ancestor, and it is worth letting her die for martyrdom.

The scholar patted his stunned head and smiled bitterly at the middle-aged man: "I can't do it, you can go on." ”

The middle-aged man stood up, his eyes were blazing, and his fairy voice was beautiful: "Silver Carp Ling'er, let me ask you for the last time, would you rather die than part with Xiaochun?"

"If you already know the answer, why ask?"

"Okay, I'll do whatever you want. ”

The middle-aged man sat down, filled a cup of cold tea, drank it all, and was speechless for a long time.

"Silver Carp Ling'er, between heaven and earth, only you can save Xiaochun. ”

After pondering, the middle-aged man looked up at Yin Ling'er with a solemn face: "But the price you paid is too great." ”

Give up the glory of the Southeast Demon Ancestor.

Give up the chance to become an immortal in one step.

What could be a greater price to pay?

"I'm going to turn you from a demon into a human, and when you reconcile with Koharu's yin and yang, you can slowly remove the demon poison. ”

It's simple, but it's easier said than done.

Since the beginning of the division of heaven and earth, some people have fallen into demons, but they have never heard that demons can become humans.

"It's a painful process that involves removing your scales one by one. The middle-aged man's mouth was full of bitterness: "Maybe it's not something you can bear, are you still willing to try?"

When the little boy heard this, he immediately jumped up, his eyes widened: "Pull out the scales?"

After being surprised, he let out a sigh of relief: "Whose bad idea is this? It doesn't take much, if you can't pull out ten scales, you will die of pain, what else is there to talk about reconciling yin and yang and saving people?"

The scholar's exclamation was not unreasonable, pulling out the fish scales alive was the pain of pulling the bones and tendons.

Yin Ling'er didn't hesitate at all: "I am willing." ”

Behind these three words, there is love as deep as the sea and unswerving.

The scholar let out a sigh of relief and sat down softly: "There are immortals who are inappropriate, and they have to suffer this living crime, fool, fool." ”

The choice has been made, and the middle-aged man volleyed into the air, looked down, and shouted with one palm like a knife.

"Silver Carp Bell, close your eyes!"

Silver Bell is determined to die and is ready for this torture.

The scholar also joined in the fun, saying annoying words: "I need to stay away, there will be blood and flesh splashed here, don't burn me." ”

The wind danced, and the thunderclouds rolled, obscuring the stars and the moon.

The middle-aged man's palm fell like a knife, slashing at the waiting silver bell.