Nan Jian followed the jade-faced divine doctor Qiu Renjie through the hall and pushed open a side door, there was not much space inside, only three large medicine cabinets. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The info large medicine cabinet is equipped with a small medicine cabinet, which is divided into hundreds of herbs, and as soon as you enter, you can smell the smell of medicine in your nose.

Then, they passed through the middle of the medicine cabinet and came to the third medicine cabinet, where Doctor Qiu pushed the medicine cabinet to the left, and a small door was magically revealed, and two words "Danfang" were written on the door with dansha. From the other party's solemn expression, Nan Jian could imagine that this was a very secret place.

The old man looked back behind him again, making sure that no one else was following except the young swordsman, before pushing open the door and taking the lead in bending down.

It is an underground chamber with a wooden staircase leading up and down. The space inside is like a small room, with a bowl of oil lamps hanging on each of the four walls, illuminating the secret room clearly.

On one of the walls, there was a closet, Qiu Renjie took out the key from the cuff, opened the door of the closet, and saw that there was a scroll painting and a small square brocade box inside. He only took out the scroll and immediately closed and locked the cabinet door.

It is not difficult to see from his demeanor that he still has concerns about this killer, so he excused himself by saying:

"It's not well lit here, so we'll go up and take a look!"

So, Nan Jian followed him out of the secret room and came to the hall. I saw him solemnly unfold the scroll, face Nanjian and say:

"The two people above are my brother, the leader of the Blue Dragon Gang, Zheng Tailun and his wife!"

Nanjian was taken aback when he saw it. The man in the painting is about fifty years old, wearing a crimson silk robe, looking radiant and majestic, and the woman next to him is very similar to Du Mengting, she is wearing a lotus-colored dress, her long hair is coiled up, the golden hairpin is shining, and the jewels are beautiful, looking charming and charming.

Seeing his surprised look, the jade-faced divine doctor Qiu Renjie asked:

"Presumably these two, the young man is no stranger!"

"This man in the painting is Zheng Tailun, the leader of the Blue Dragon Gang?" Nan Jian said, "And this woman holding his arm is the daughter of the Zheng gang leader?"

"Definitely!" the old man shook his head and said with a smile, "This is the wife of the Zheng Gang Master!"

"Gang Master Zheng's wife!" Nan Jian cried out when he heard it, "How is it possible! Isn't she a woman named Du Mengting in Qinglou?"

"Qinglou, a woman named Du Mengting?" Qiu Renjie, the jade-faced miracle doctor, shook his head again and again and denied, "How is it possible! I can completely testify to this, she is not a woman in Qinglou, let alone Du Mengting!"

"And what's her name?"

"Her name is White Rose, and she is called Mrs. Rose!"

"Impossible, you're lying," Nan Jian said, pointing at the old man's throat three inches with his sword, and said sharply, "Her name is clearly Du Mengting, and this person is outside the door, go, go out, we will witness ...... on the spot"

"Ahh

Nan Jian couldn't help but be taken aback, he didn't think twice, left the jade-faced divine doctor Qiu Renjie, and rushed out. When he rushed outside the chaimen, Du Mengting was nowhere to be found, but where she was standing, Nan Jian saw a pool of blood and the black silk veil she had covered just now;

At that moment, he was like a mad wolf, running wildly along the path outside the garden gate, but when he had chased for nearly a mile, he still did not catch up with half a figure.

So, he calmly thought about whether he was chasing the opposite direction. Then he turned over and chased after him, however, this time he chased to the place where the lady had set up the herbal tea shop just now, and he didn't find Du Mengting.

He shouted all the way, but no one answered, and at this moment, even the lady who set up the herbal tea shop had already left!

He was very anxious and flustered! He thought that he should not leave her a weak woman outside the door, and he thought that she must have been killed by gangsters! Because the scream was very terrible! When his mind slowly calmed down, he suddenly thought of the painting of the jade-faced divine doctor Qiu Renjie and the woman on the painting just now, and now that Du Mengting was missing at his door, this must have a lot to do with him and the painting in his hand.

Perhaps, all that happened just now can be explained clearly by the jade-faced divine doctor Qiu Renjie. Thinking of this, he felt a lot more relaxed, and walked quickly towards the thatched hut of the medicine king Gu Yumian divine doctor Qiu Renjie.

However, he had only come out of the dense forest, and before he had reached the bamboo grove where the hut was located, he heard a heart-wrenching cry from the bamboo grove opposite, and the mourning woman kept crying:

"Old man, you have been practicing medicine all your life and saving countless people, why did you end up like this today, which living ghost who worked for the king of Hades killed you!"

Nan Jian was shocked when he heard this, and thought:

"Could it be that Qiu Renjie, the jade-faced miracle doctor, was also killed!"

Thinking of this, he was very anxious, walked into the bamboo forest quickly, and came to the thatched hut of the jade-faced miracle doctor Qiu Renjie; when he pushed the door, he saw that the woman who was selling herbal tea at the intersection just now knelt on the ground, holding the dead jade-faced miracle doctor Qiu Renjie and crying bitterly.

When he pushed the door in, the woman only looked back indifferently and said nothing, and then she was again immersed in weeping of grief and indignation. Nan Jian looked at Qiu Renjie, the jade-faced divine doctor lying on the ground, his heart was stuck with a dagger, covered in blood, and his body was already stiff.

He looked around again, and the painting was gone.

At last, he could not help himself, and interrupted the weeping woman, who leaned down and asked softly:

"Auntie, are you the wife of Doctor Qiu?"

The other party was full of sorrow, nodded indifferently, and looked very weak, as if he was tired of crying, and he no longer had the strength to cry loudly.

"Then did you see who killed Divine Doctor Qiu just now?" Nan Jian asked from the table opposite, pouring a cup of herbal tea for her.

"As soon as I entered the house, he became like this!" said the woman with a sigh.

"What about the painting in Doctor Qiu's hand just now?"

When the other party heard this, he looked at him in astonishment, and suddenly stood up, threw himself over and twisted his collar, and roared angrily:

"So you were with him just now! Tell me why you killed my husband. ”

"Auntie, listen to my explanation!" Nan Jian was taken aback, and quickly explained, "I didn't kill the old divine doctor, I just went to chase the bad guy, and the girl who came with me was also taken away by the bad guy, and I chased them down the mountain without finding them!"

When the woman saw that he had no malice, she believed him, let go, and fell on the corpse on the ground and wept bitterly.