Chapter 8 The Spark of Life

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Although they were not very willing, among the only two chivalrous warriors among their group, E Feiying was the only one who could move freely. Therefore, in order not to violate Su Qing's trust, they had to try their best to protect Tao Wuyong. E Feiying and Zhao Kuo went together with Xiao Shitou and Tao Wuyong on this visit. A hiding place for the wounded.

As for why I want that noble young master to go with me, I'm afraid it's to avoid having more troubles. This is the so-called comprehensive strategy. It can be seen that they did not ignore E Feiying's strong temper and allowed the conflict between her and Tao Wuyong to deepen. The rest of them continued to stay at Guanyi to rest and recuperate. When they find the opportunity, Zhao Xiaomei and Ajuan will go to the town to inquire about Yuan Fengzi for Bai Feng.

With this arrangement, it was easy for them to leave early that morning.

Logically speaking, since we can reach here without any danger, we should not make any mistakes again. In the minds of optimists, the surly doctor You will successfully treat the patient and then part with everyone on bad terms. They can also take the opportunity to find Yuan Fengzi without missing every corner of the mausoleum city. traces. As long as Master Xuanqing of Qingliang Temple did not mistake the whereabouts of Yuan Fengzi, it would only be a matter of time to find him.

For this reason, the younger sister and Ajuan walked leisurely through this quaint town with some luck in their hearts.

The incomplete city wall has been in disrepair for many years and has been weathered out of shape; the muddy road under your feet is covered with moss, and you will stumble if you are not careful; old trees with deep roots are scattered among the houses, and the bleak cool breeze is not there. Destroying its heroic appearance that has stood for decades or even hundreds of years.

The two girls walked around and explored as if they were playing tricks, and soon got some useful information.

It is rumored that the mausoleum city is where the tombs of the previous royal family and nobles are located. There used to be a royal army leading troops to guard this place. It's just that things have changed now, and the rumors have stopped at rumors. There is no factual basis to prove such a statement, let alone a figure like Yuan Fengzi who only exists in legends. Yuan Fengzi was only slightly heard of his existence by the world.

However, after thinking about it, the little sister suddenly had a flood of ideas. She combined this hearsay with what she had heard and knew, and got an astonishing message.

After a while, the younger sister told others what she was thinking, saying: "Sister Ajuan, if what I heard just now is true, then Yuan Fengzi may have changed his name long ago. Because the surname of the previous emperor happened to be 'Yuan' , you must know that the current emperor has always advocated killing and exterminating those Xianbei nobles."

After hearing this, Ajuan suddenly said: "Could it be that Yuan Fengzi is a member of the royal family of the previous dynasty? No wonder we kept searching along the way but found nothing..."

This conclusion was unexpectedly consistent with the facts, and the younger sister was naturally overjoyed about it. She quickened her pace and couldn't wait to return to the hotel, intending to tell Bai Feng and Murong Yan the news.

As the saying goes, one wave of injustice comes after another. Difficulties and sufferings will never come one after another. They will always pick a certain time and swarm in as if they were agreed in advance.

After searching in the mausoleum city for half a day, Xiaomei and Ajuan returned to the post house to rest. They were about to tell the story about Yuan Fengzi's possible name change, but they found Zhao Kuo and E Feiying hurriedly outside the post house. When he came back, Zhao Kuo was carrying an unconscious old man on his back. After a closer look, he saw that it was Tao Wuyong, the traveling doctor.

Suddenly, everyone gathered in Tao Wuyong's room and invited a doctor from the town to diagnose him. Among them, Bai Feng and Murong Yan kept their hoods and veils on to cover their eyes and waited silently. The others wanted to ask Zhao Kuo and E Feiying about the inside story, but Zhao Kuo remained silent. Only after the doctor finished the diagnosis and treatment and left did he feel free to speak freely.

"No one was trying to kill Mr. Tao. The injuries on his body were caused by the person who was in urgent need of diagnosis." Zhao Kuo was still in shock. He took a sip of tea and said, "You may not believe it if I tell you. , Xiao Shitou's 'family', we once had a relationship in Jiangzhou - it was the bamboo-hatted swordsman from the Fu family, and Miss Murong's childhood friend, Fu Wentao."

"What?" Bai Feng, Murong Yan, Ajuan and the younger sister all said in unison, shocked.

"Wen Tao...he is alone, how can he have a family?" Murong Yan said: "Is it possible that he...is his left arm..."

Zhao Kuo became more and more surprised when he saw the Xianbei witch muttering to herself, and asked: "Miss Murong, how did you know that Fu Wentao had indeed lost his left arm and was dying for it! He refused to accept Tao Wu's He used medical services to diagnose and treat him, and also claimed that the other party wanted to murder him. Mr. Tao made this guy unconscious in the chaos."

"This old guy finally has a day where we can't cure him. After all, he is a wicked person who needs to be punished by evil people!" E Feiying sarcastically said from the side: "Miss Murong, is that person with the broken arm an acquaintance of yours?"

"Um...where did the little stone go?"

E Feiying replied: "They stayed with Fu Wentao. It seems that they really trust each other and are like a family, right?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Murong Yan quickly walked to the door and left. Fortunately, the young swordsman's call stopped her for a moment, "Yan'er, I'm going with you!"

"Brother Bai, let me show you the way. I'll ask Miss E to guard this place!" After saying that, Zhao Kuo followed the two people who had already left.

"Brother, wait for me!" Zhao Xiaomei was unwilling to let go of the opportunity to learn the story and hurried up.

In the end, Ajuan and E Feiying were left alone, complaining to each other and taking care of the strange old man who was nearing his twilight years.

The departing people followed Zhao Kuo's footsteps and soon stayed away from the noisy town and arrived at the foot of a mountain near Lingcheng. Then they walked through a mountain road that had been cultivated by humans, stepping on weeds and thorns, and found a secluded place.

It was a simple thatched house, with nothing special about it except that it was close to a hill and far away from the world. When Murong Yan saw the cabin right in front of her, she naturally ran away more anxiously than anyone else, just to catch a glimpse of the scene that had always existed in her imagination.

"Wen Tao!" When Murong Yan saw two people huddled tightly on the stone bed in the corner of this small, simply furnished, narrow hut, her heart surged and her eyes filled with tears, and she immediately walked away.

Seeing this, those who came later also came to visit and care. I saw Xiao Shitou carefully replacing gauze and herbs for Rune Tao's broken arm. Compared with Rune Tao's huge body, Xiao Shitou was waiting beside him like a clay figure.

The person lying on the hospital bed, Fu Wentao, was a completely different person compared to the first time they met. At that time, he was tall and mighty, with strong muscles and a calm and intimidating temperament. But now, his cheeks were pale and lifeless, his eyes were dry and almost dead, and he looked like a dying person.

"Stop moving... they are not here to harm you!" Xiao Shitou said to Rune Tao.

But Fu Wentao's reaction surprised the little girl. Fu Wentao just trembled with his chapped lips, opened his ignorant eyes, stared blankly at the person he dreamed of in front of him, and slightly shouted those few words: "Miss Murong..."