Shen Hanzhu didn't see a trace of nervousness, and said calmly: "If this poison can be solved, I am lucky." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoIf this poison can't be cured, it's my life!"

This was said extremely calmly, and Ao Xue couldn't help but look at him twice.

Yan Wuself couldn't help but sigh in his heart: It is indeed rare to see him so young, but he has such a good attitude.

Shen Hanzhu raised his head and said: "Miss Aoxue, I promise to find those three people for Mr. Hong's dart, promise to make a promise, I should do my best, please be more tolerant of the girl, if I only have ten days to live, then please postpone this matter for another ten days?"

Hong Zhaohui was moved when he heard this, thinking that if Shen Hanzhu really died, he would stick a knife in his ribs, but he really didn't want to go, and was about to refuse, but Ao Xue rushed to say: "Okay, just do it according to your wishes." I know that the snow is heavy at night, and I hear the sound of breaking bamboo. There will be a date later!"

After saying that, the three of them rose into the air, fluttered, and jumped on the roof. The air seemed to be filled with the faint scent of the girls.

Moonless Night.

The stars were also obscured by dark clouds, and the sky was as black as splashing ink.

I can't hear insects, I can't hear crows, and the night is silent.

The lights kept on in the room, and the lights jumped gently from time to time, shining on the faces of Shen Hanzhu and Yan Wuself. There was no joy on his face anymore, but one was depressed, heavy, and even restless.

A passionate and vigorous life, which should be as vibrant as the rising sun, is now facing death, and no matter who it is, it will be regretted and reluctant.

Yan Wuself pondered for a long time, and finally spoke: "In my opinion, the only way is for us to leave for Tangmen in Sichuan immediately and ask for an antidote. ”

Shen Hanzhu shook his head and said: "The Tang Sect was disturbed by me, and my current appearance is in the past, except for being treated as a joke by them, it really doesn't make any sense." ”

Yan Wuself thought about it, a fish that broke free from the fishing rod, but did not fall into the water, watching it die and struggle on the shore, in addition to being happy, would the angler have sympathy?

Shen Hanzhu sighed and said, "Actually, I am a person with a mission, but I don't know what to do first? ”

Yan said selflessly: "I know you won't give up on yourself, maybe a miracle will happen soon." You do what you want to do the most, and I'll do the rest for you. ”

Shen Hanzhu smiled bitterly, he knew the meaning of Yan Wu's selfish words, the encouragement and comfort of his best friend. He said helplessly: "Actually, no one can help me with my affairs." ”

Yan selflessly said: "But we can find a way, we can't sit still, not only do you not allow yourself to do this, but I also don't allow you to do this." Maybe we can really find someone to cure the poison in you. ”

Shen Hanzhu said: "Originally, there was one person. ”

Yan said selflessly: "Who?"

Shen Hanzhu laughed, he could still laugh: "Sima Yizhi." ”

These words completely extinguished the hope that Yan Wuself had just ignited from the bottom of his heart.

He said sadly: "When he should not have died, he died." ”

Shen Hanzhu said with a straight face: "Everything is destined." Since my life is dying, there is one thing to entrust to you, I wonder if you are willing to do it for me?"

Yan said selflessly and seriously: "Even if you say that even if you want to go to the soup, I will also agree to you." ”

This is a true friend!

Shen Hanzhu said: "Before entrusting you with this matter, I first want to tell you about the old things in the rivers and lakes ten years ago. ”

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Late at night.

There is no moon or stars, only the wind blowing.

Du Xiaoqi found a dilapidated and low room.

When he saw the room, he jumped for joy.

He rubbed his hands together excitedly and approached the dilapidated house gently. After a little hesitation, he reached out and knocked on the door.

There was snoring coming from inside the house.

Du Xiaoqi's knock on the door became more aggravated.

Snoring like thunder.

Du Xiaoqi began to bang on the door vigorously.

Unexpectedly, the door of the house fell down.

The snoring stopped, and an old man in his sixties jumped out of bed.

He saw Du Xiaoqi standing in the middle of the door at a glance, and his whole body began to tremble, I don't know if it was because he was frightened or because the cold wind suddenly blew in and cold his body.

Du Xiaoqi seemed a little embarrassed and said, "I am really ashamed to disturb my husband's rest in the middle of the night." ”

The old man seemed to come back to his senses a little now, and said, "Zi said: This is guilty in my heart, and it is deliberately a crime. ”

Du Xiaoqi couldn't help but smile dumbly, and said, "Confucius doesn't seem to have said such a thing. ”

The old man didn't blush at all, and said: "Zi said: I said it, I didn't say it, I didn't say it, I didn't need to care, I didn't need to care." ”

Du Xiaoqi thought to himself: Isn't this old man Alzheimer's, right? If that's the case, then my trip will be in vain. Thinking of this, I wanted to test it.

He cleared his throat and said, "Student Du Fu has seen Mr. ”

The old man smiled and said, "You are the great-grandson of Du Fu's great-grandson, right?"

Du Xiaoqi was happy, this old man obviously had a very clear thinking, so he made another gesture and said, "The student came to see him in the middle of the night this time, and he really came to inquire about Mr. ”

The old man waved his hand and said, "The noise has already woken up, let's talk about something, an elderly person like me, if you wake up in the middle of the night, you don't have to think about falling asleep in the second half of the night." ”

Du Xiaoqi said: "Is Mr. Miao Baimo's name Miao Baimo? Ten years ago, he taught in 'Jiangnan Liu'?"

When the old man heard this, his face seemed to suddenly turn rosy, and he began to brush the white beard on his chin, as if he had returned to the era of teaching. His eyes also began to glow, as if he was in the school now, facing a group of students' children, full of "Zihu".

Du Xiaoqi urged: "Mr. is answering!"

Only then did the old man come back to his senses from his memories and said, "That's right, that's right, it's the old man." ”

Du Xiaoqi said: "Does Mr. Miao remember that there was a student named Shen Hanzhu in 'Jiangnan Liu' ten years ago?"

Miao Baimo was stunned for a moment, his eyes looked out of the window, and his thoughts seemed to drift far, far away.

He suddenly slapped his thigh and said, "Ah!"

Du Xiaoqi asked eagerly, "Remembered?"

Miao Baimo shook his head and said, "I didn't think about it." ”

Du Xiaoqi said angrily and funny: "I didn't remember what thighs you swatted?"

Miao Baimo said: "When I am in a good mood, I always like to pat my thighs, and I used to do the same when I was teaching, and I slapped the students one by one. ”

Du Xiaoqi said: "When a person is in a good mood, does he have a particularly good memory?"

Miao Baimo's hoarse voice smiled: "That's true." ”

Du Xiaoqi said: "Then you remembered the scene of teaching ten years ago?"

Miao Baimo stroked his gray beard and said, "That's right." ”

Du Xiaoqi said: "At that time, there was a student named Shen Hanzhu. ”

Miao Baimo slapped his thigh again and said, "That's right!"

Du Xiaoqi said: "What kind of person is he?"

Miao Baimo actually said without thinking: "Naughty and smart!"

Du Xiaoqi said: "What happened later?"

Miao Baimo's face actually changed, his face showed nervousness and fear, and his voice began to tremble: "On that day ten years ago, I remember that it happened to be the Qingming Festival. ”

"And then?"

"That's not right......" Miao Baimo suddenly stopped.

Du Xiaoqi asked a little nervously, "What's wrong?"

Miao Baimo said: "It's the first month of the year, and this incident should be eleven years ago." ”

Du Xiaoqi breathed a sigh of relief, people with such clear thinking must still remember what happened eleven years ago.

Miao Baimo really began to tell what happened on the Qingming Festival that year. 、

This matter is the same thing that Shen Hanzhu told Yan Wuself at this time.