Chapter 163: Hanging by a Thread (I)

Mu Ning and Yuankong walked into the main gate of the Jinling Dart Bureau, they were guests in the house a few days ago, and they were the guests of the chief dart master, and they came to visit Song Lingbing today, and the guards at the door did not stop them. As soon as the two of them walked into the dart bureau, there was the sound of a carriage behind them, and the waiter of the dart bureau led the doctor of the city medicine hall to trot into the house.

"Quick, quick, quick, doctor. According to Nangong Yu's instructions, everyone invited all the doctors in Jinling City to the mansion to treat Song Lingbing.

Mu Ning stepped forward to stop a waiter and asked in a low voice, "What's going on in the mansion? Why did you invite so many doctors?"

The waiter didn't dare to slack off when he saw that the person who came was a disciple of the Eight Great Sects and a distinguished guest of Young Master Nangong, he stopped, bowed his head and whispered in Mu Ning's ear, "The hero doesn't know, Young Master Yu's senior brother somehow got it, the old illness has relapsed, and the young master is now like an ant on a hot pot, spinning around in a hurry outside the door." ”

"What!" Mu Ning said in surprise, he looked surprised, he originally thought that Song Lingbing was only slightly injured, and after taking the Tianxianglou healing pill given by Fei Ming, he would be fine, but he never thought that he would not see it so serious for a day. He hurriedly said to the waiter, "Quick, take us there." ”

The round sky behind him also followed, and the two of them hurriedly followed behind the waiter, heading towards the side courtyard of the Jinling Dart Bureau. At this time, Nangong Yu and Gu Ming were waiting anxiously outside the door.

"The two senior brothers are here!" Nangong Yu saw Mu Ning and Yuankong walking into the courtyard quickly, so he hurriedly greeted them.

"How is Senior Brother Song's injury?" Yuan Kong asked when he saw Nangong Yu, who looked nervous. Mu Ning on the side walked quickly to the door of the room, and happened to meet the doctor who was coming out of the room.

Mu Ning glanced sideways into the room, and Song Lingbing sat cross-legged on the bed with his eyes slightly closed. He was about to go in to visit, but was stopped by Gu Ming at the door, "Daxia, Song Daxia is seriously injured, or not..."

"Doctor, how is Senior Brother Song's injury?" Mu Ning, who was stopped, had to turn around and ask the doctor who had just come out of the room.

The doctor came to Nangong Yu's side, whispered a few words, bowed down and apologized, and then left under the guidance of the waiter in the courtyard.

"Senior Brother Nangong, what did that doctor say?" Mu Ning's face was solemn, and he looked back into the room again, only to see Song Lingbing's forehead wrinkled, his face was very hideous, and his whole body was trembling.

Before Nangong Yu could speak, Mu Ning rushed into the room, and Yuankong also followed in, and the rest of the people also followed.

"Senior Brother Song," Mu Ning stood behind the door, blocking the rest of the people behind him, he took a slight step forward and asked easily, "Are you okay?"

"Senior Brother Song..."Yuan Kong stood at the door and carefully observed Song Lingbing, his face was bloodless, as white as paper. He hurriedly stepped forward, and a Buddha light protected Song Lingbing's heart. Then he rushed forward, clasped his hands together and slowly poured into Song Lingbing's body with a burst of internal breath.

Mu Ning glanced at Nangong Yu behind him, and said sharply, "Senior Brother Song is so seriously injured, why don't you send someone to inform us." ”

"This.... This...."Nangong Yu looked helpless, didn't dare to look directly at Mu Ning, just blamed himself. He originally planned to go to the Hongchen Inn early in the morning to inform, but unexpectedly, the entire street was blocked by the people of the Five Cities Terracotta Division. In desperation, he had to go to the best doctor in the city as soon as the people who surrounded and pacified the Yamen withdrew, but he didn't expect it to be too late.

"Alright, without further ado, you guys stay outside the door and don't let anyone disturb you. Mu Ning pushed Nangong Yu and Gu Ming out of the door with one hand, and stood behind Yuankong to protect him.

Yuankong's forehead was wrinkled, sweat continued to flow down from both sides of his cheeks, and the internal breath in his palm continued to enter Song Lingbing's body. Mu Ning, who was so anxious on the side, watched the changes of the two of them closely, the strong wind in his palm gathered in the palm of his hand, if something happened to the two of them, he would use all his strength to separate the two of them.

Outside the door, Nangong Yu ordered Gu Ming to entertain many doctors in the city, and ordered someone to bring some refreshments to be used in the courtyard. At this time, the only requirement is that everyone be quiet and not make the slightest sound.

Nangong Yu walked from the wooden corridor outside the room to the courtyard, came to Gu Ming's side, and said softly, "It's not very quiet in the city today, you have to order someone to take care of the backyard, don't..."

"Young master, don't worry, I have arranged for people to guard the backyard, and it will be fine. Gu Ming chewed the white porridge he had just drunk in his mouth, glanced nervously at the room where Song Lingbing was healing, and lowered his voice and said, "Song Daxia will be fine, right?"

"No... It's going to be fine...."Nangong Yu's voice became softer and softer, and he could barely hear it clearly. It is said that Changfeng Inn has some rare objects, and it is necessary to go to do it in advance, so as to prepare a New Year's gift for all parties in the rivers and lakes, in order to bless the whole year of darts smoothly.

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Just after noon, the crowd in Jinling City was at its peak, and the rare treasures from all over the Dynasty gathered here, the chivalrous warriors of the rivers and lakes made a big fuss to calm down the Division, and the matter of the soldiers and horses of the five cities surrounding Ningfu quickly became the talk of everyone in the city. Some people rumored that this was General Shi of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division acting on the emperor's secret edict, and some people also rumored that the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division had always been at odds with the Jinyi Guard, so he gave the Jinyi Guard, who had always been arrogant and domineering.

In Jinling City, the Changfeng Inn, located in the middle of the buildings in the streets of Nanshi, is a good place for the imperial city magnates to gather, and there will be a treasure auction here every month, as long as the price is right, even the emperor's heirloom jade seal in the palace dares to be auctioned. It's just that no one dares to put a price, for fear of being targeted by the two guards, that is, there is a life to watch, and there is no life to collect. It is the so-called north joy to the south of the long wind.

Ye Lin went south along the street after leaving the Ning Mansion, while Fei Ming and Yexing walked quickly in the direction of the Zhenfu Sifu Mansion in the west of the imperial city.

The four white-clothed disciples of the "Zhuang Master" suddenly appeared under the stone archway at the south end of Ningfu Street, Ye Lin was shaking his palm to play with the brocade cloth waist card that Ning Wuji gave him, and when he saw the four Zhuangzhong disciples hurrying from the alley, he nodded slightly and walked straight towards the crowd.

"The Zhenfu Division didn't find any trace of Cao Haotian either. Ye Lin raised his head, continued to wave the waist card in his hand, and continued to walk south slowly.

The four disciples of the Swordless Mountain Villa who followed him all lowered their heads with a look of loss. They searched the entire Zhenfu Division's office, but there was no clue, so they only needed to "edict prison" in the Zhenfu Division's prison. "Could it be in the Imperial Prison?" Gu Yue held his long sword tightly in his right hand and whispered, "However, the guards of the Imperial Prison..."