Feng Mu and Master Lu walked among the lakes and mountains, which soothed their originally depressed mood a little.

Most of the time, Xiao Qi'er was on a horse, led by Feng Mu, her body was too weak, she was unsteady in her seat countless times, and she fell under the horse, but she was pulled by Feng Mu in time.

Sometimes, the cold wind is too cold, and the little finch is seriously injured and can't withstand the blow of the cold wind, at that time, Feng Mu will wrap the coat tightly around her thin body, let her sit in the big bookcase, carried by Feng Mu himself, sit on the horse, and resist the cold for the little finch with his not strong body.

Master Lu looked at the stubborn Feng Mu, he didn't say anything, but he had some agreement with this kid in his heart. In his opinion, he was able to take responsibility at a young age, and no matter how many difficulties the future had, he chose to face it calmly, and this open-mindedness was enough to make many people embarrassed.

Master Lu sighed to himself in his heart: "Zhao San, Zhao San, you have chosen a good successor, but based on this alone, I still can't make up my mind." ”

They walked on the official road, when the season was close to late autumn, an autumn rain took away the pleasant warmth, a few days ago was still a thin long shirt people, really could not survive the cold weather, all wrapped in cotton clothes.

When he came out, Feng Mu brought two cotton clothes, and on the mule were all kinds of daily necessities prepared for the long journey, and he really couldn't put too many things.

He didn't expect that the little finch who was hit by the yin wind palm would have intermittent chills and trembles, even if Master Lu sent internal force to the little girl, this could only last for a while. Worried that Xiao Qi'er's injuries would be aggravated by the cold, Feng Mu gave her two cotton clothes, one to wear on her, and the other could not be worn, so he draped it on her back.

The originally large bookcase was filled, and there was no gap. The weak little finch tried to keep her eyes open and not let herself fall into a coma, and when she saw what Feng Mu had done for her, she hurriedly said weakly: "Brother Mu, what are you doing, you gave me all the cotton clothes, what should you do yourself?"

"Don't worry, Brother Mu is a martial arts practitioner and has a strong body, this cold is a trivial matter, and it has no effect on me. ”

Feng Mu said, a cold wind blew, but he sneezed angrily, looking at the little girl's eyes, he was even more worried about him.

"You're still being strong, two cotton clothes almost squeezed me flat, I don't want so many clothes, you take one and put it on. ”

Xiao Qi'er seemed to be angry, although she was weak to speak, but no one could refuse, she said so many words in a row, she couldn't help coughing, as soon as she coughed, it affected the damaged spleen and lungs, and her face showed a very painful expression.

Seeing this, Feng Mu seemed to be in a mess, he leaned close to the little girl's ear and whispered comfortingly: "Little Bird is obedient, Brother Mu is fine, I am practicing a martial art, I need blazing internal strength to fight against the cold, this weather is helpful for my cultivation." ”

"You're lying to me again. Little Bird's tears fell suddenly, Feng Mu looked sad for a while, and something seemed to be stirring violently in his heart. He gently wiped away the tears of the little girl, and said softly: "Brother Mu doesn't lie to you, when my cultivation is over, we will go to the nearby market to buy cotton clothes, when we come out, Master Lu took away all his savings, and Lord Wang also gave me some silver taels, you don't have to worry about me, as long as you recuperate with peace of mind, Brother Mu will be very happy." ”

The little finch nodded slightly, did not speak again, and fell into a coma again after a while. Feng Mu looked at the little finch that was getting haggard day by day, and his heart became more and more uncomfortable, how lively and cheerful the little finch was before, but now he couldn't hear her laughter, it was like an invisible sharp knife passing through his chest.

The master next to him just looked at Feng Mu to comfort the little girl, and didn't say a word, he carefully observed the movements around him, and was in a state of combat readiness at any time, once an enemy was ready to sneak attack, he would definitely strike first, so that the other party did not have any chance.

But along the way, they walked through the flat wasteland, walked through the narrow river valleys, and climbed the towering mountains, but there was no enemy ambush, which made him a little unsure of the deep meaning.

Could it be that the Dark Pavilion didn't come for Feng Mu, Master Lu was really puzzled in his heart, it stands to reason that there should be nothing in the palace that is worth the Dark Pavilion to spend his time trying to get, the sandalwood box stolen by the three masked men that day was only half a parchment map, and it was vague and difficult to identify, he heard Wang Yangming say that it was from Mr. Yunzhong, and there was no special explanation.

He and Wang Yangming have studied dozens of times, but have not been able to explore the mystery clearly, Wang Yangming said that Mr. Yunzhong died prematurely, and there are many things that have not been explained, so he left this sandalwood box, maybe the opportunity to figure out the secret in the future.

They walked to a small stream, Feng Mu took the water bladder and went to fetch water, and after coming back, he was worried that it would be too cold, so he put it in his clothes, covered it with his own body heat, and then carefully fed it to the little finch to drink.

The little finch couldn't swallow the dry and hard food, so Feng Mu and Master Lu simmered the game until it was stewed into minced meat, and then fed it to the little finch little by little.

They passed through several towns, Feng Mu finally bought a thick shirt, he carried the little finch around to inquire, and after going through more than ten doctors, his head drooped down, like a frosted eggplant.

Xiao Qi'er said in a sad tone: "Brother Mu, I know that I am hopeless, thank you and Uncle Lu for taking care of me, you don't have to waste your efforts for me, it's not worth it." ”

When her words fell, a teardrop the size of a bean rolled down from the corner of her eyes, Feng Mu looked at it, the original blood was a little cool, but he still didn't dare to show it, he forced a smile and said to Xiao Qi'er: "Don't say stupid words, the world is big, there are countless famous doctors, but we haven't met it yet, I believe that one day soon, we will be able to find that doctor, you have to believe in brother, but also believe in Uncle Lu." ”

In fact, Feng Mu didn't bring much silver when they came out, where did Master Lu get any savings, and there were only some loose money, Wang Yangming was even more honest as an official, so naturally he didn't have much silver for Feng Mu. So when Feng Mu saw a ginseng, although he wanted to buy it, he was helpless and couldn't do anything.

The ginseng was used to prolong the life of an old man, Master Lu and Feng Mu found their house and found that the old man was just suffering from chronic poison, and Master Lu took action to remove the poison in his body, on the condition that the ginseng was given to the little girl to continue her life.

After the old man recovered, the old lady of the mansion agreed to Master Lu's request. After Feng Mu took the ginseng, he carried the little finch on his back and left with Master Lu.

They were not interested in knowing who the family wanted to assassinate the old man and seize the family property. Anyway, the old man has recovered and can speak and act again, so leave it to him to check it himself.

They passed through a state capital and visited more than 20 pharmacies, and those doctors were also helpless, looking at their helpless expressions, Feng Mu wanted to shout to the sky to vent the anger in his heart.

As they passed by a remote inn, an old postman pointed them out the way, saying that there was a famous doctor in Jingxiang who might be able to treat the little girl. But he forgot the doctor's name, Feng Mu thanked the old man, and followed Master Lu to the land of Jingxiang.