Hearing this, Liang Xing nodded, "Well, now that you're fine, I'm relieved. I'll stay with you for a few days, and we brothers can catch up on old times. I'll help you see if there are any hidden illnesses left."
The three of them followed Mr. Zhu's carriage and horse to Zhu's Mansion. As soon as they walked into the gate, Song Xin looked around. The house in Zhu's Mansion was in excellent repair. The white walls were as smooth as new and looked like they had just been painted. What surprised Song Xin the most was that the beams and pillars in Zhu's room were all painted dark brown with precious tree paint.
He secretly smacked his tongue, "Even the beams and pillars are made of tree paint. The financial resources are terrible."
The reason why he was so amazed was because at this time, tree lacquer was a precious material that was extremely difficult to obtain, and the annual output was not much. People mostly used it to make tableware. Even after thousands of years, it can still be bright and shiny. Huan Kuan of the Western Han Dynasty once said in "Salt and Iron Theory: Insufficiency of Powder" that "a cup takes the effort of a hundred people, and a screen takes the effort of ten thousand people." This shows how difficult it is to obtain. It seems that this Bliss Pill has indeed made Mr. Zhu a lot of money.
Zhang Xiuyang was also shocked by the luxury of the Zhu Mansion, and marveled at the reddish-brown beams and pillars. He turned his head and said quietly to Song Xin: "He might as well just paint the wall with gold. That might be cheaper."
The Zhu Mansion looked peaceful and warm, but beneath all the peace, Song Xin smelled a musty smell that was too weak to be easily noticed. It seemed like an old house that had just been renovated, but the smell of decay still lingered inside. But the smell only lasted for a few breaths, and then I couldn't smell it anymore.
He gently touched Zhang Xiuyang's arm and said via voice: "Do you smell it?"
Zhang Xiuyang glanced at him and said through a message: "It smells like something decayed."
After walking into the Zhu family's living room and sitting down, Song Xin saw that the straw mats on the ground were all new. When he sat on them, the seat cushion shifted slightly, revealing a black mold spot. Song Xin frowned slightly and lifted up the seat cushion when no one was paying attention, but in the blink of an eye, the mildew seemed to disappear again.
Song Xin found it strange that the scene just now seemed to be caused by his own eyesight, but he did see mildew just now. Looking at the halls of Zhu's Mansion, it always gave him an unreal feeling, but he couldn't tell what was unreal about it.
Liang Xing and Mr. Zhu hadn't seen each other for a long time, and they couldn't stop talking once they started talking. Song Xin and Zhang Xiuyang couldn't get in a word. At this time, Xiaoyu's voice came to his ears, "It's strange why Mr. Zhu's luck is so low."
"Ah?" Song Xin was slightly startled. He was not yet able to tell the fate of people, but Xiaoyu could. "You said he has low luck?"
"Well, it's so low that it doesn't look like a normal person." Xiaoyu continued.
"But I think he is in good spirits, and he has amassed so much wealth. How can he have such low luck?" Song Xin looked at Mr. Zhu who was talking happily. Zheng Tuoniang next to her also hid her words from time to time when she heard something funny. Smiling softly, everything is so harmonious.
"No..." Xiaoyu said again. If he were a mortal or a practitioner, he would have died a violent death long ago with such low luck.
"Could it be because of injuries? What about the others?"
"Butler Zhu is also very unlucky. I think if they go out, they might encounter an accident immediately."
Song Xin glanced at Butler Zhu and found that he was also looking at her. Sensing Song Xin's gaze, Butler Zhu smiled slightly. Song Xin nodded slightly
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laugh.
"If I have a chance, I'll ask Mr. Zhu what's going on with the Bliss Pill."
Song Xin secretly agreed and continued to listen to them.
At this time, Liang Xing had put his hand on Mr. Zhu's pulse, closed his eyes to listen to the pulse, and carefully checked his body. "Well, who is this miracle doctor? All the wounds on your body have healed. I can't even see the scars left by the arrow wounds."
Mr. Zhu responded casually: "I don't know. He came for a few days. He healed my injury and then left. I wanted him to stay and treat me well, but he insisted on leaving."
Song Xin asked curiously: "Yes, I heard Uncle Zheng say that Mr. Zhu was cured after using a medicine from a miracle doctor. I am also studying medicine. Can you lend it to me to observe? If you can in the future, Saving people with this prescription can be considered a meritorious deed of Master Zhu."
When Zhang Xiuyang saw Song Xin suddenly asking about the prescription, he was also curious and said: "Although I am also very curious, I am also very interested."
Liang Xing said: "Yes, dear brother, what is the prescription? I also want to see it."
Mr. Zhu looked embarrassed and said, "It's not that I don't want to show it to you, it's just that I don't have it either."
Zheng Tuoniang quickly explained: "That miracle doctor has a very weird temper, and he doesn't want to live in the house. He just has someone boil the medicine and bring it to him every day. We don't know what the prescription is. But after drinking the medicine, the master will be fine." ”
"Then where did he go?" Song Xin asked.
"I don't know either. After the master recovered from his illness, he invited him to the house to entertain him, and he left that night." Zheng Tuoniang recalled.
Seeing that she didn't seem to be lying, Song Xin nodded, "By the way, I also heard that something called the Bliss Pill is sold here. Was it given by the miracle doctor?"
Mr. Zhu's face changed obviously, and he started to hesitate in his words, "Actually...it's actually...hey, if I'm not going to hide it, when the miracle doctor came to my door, he gave me the Bliss Pill because I was in so much pain that I was dying. I won’t feel any pain after eating it.”
When he said this, there was a guilty look on his face, "When I invited him to come to the house that day, I asked him to give me the prescription, but the miracle doctor refused to give it to me. But after he left, I was in his room I found a prescription for the Bliss Pill inside."
Song Xin smiled faintly and shook his head. He felt that Mr. Zhu seemed to be hiding something, "I see. He must have forgotten it in the house. I'm just curious. Mr. Zhu doesn't have to worry so much."
Butler Zhu immediately said: "Master Song is right. Since the miracle doctor forgot it, it is Mr. Zhu's blessing."
Mr. Zhu's expression improved slightly at this time.
At this time, a group of slaves came in carrying steaming porridge and rice. Master Zhu quickly greeted a few people to eat, "You guys can use some porridge and rice first. This humble house is simple, so please don't take it off."
Xiaoyu quietly sent a message to Song Xin: "Don't eat this porridge and rice yet, look at those slaves."
Song Xin raised his eyes slightly and glanced around, only to see those slaves staring directly at him, as if expecting him to eat everything quickly. Because Liang Xing cared about his old friend, he didn't think too much, so he picked up the bowl and drank it all. He quickly sent a message to Zhang Xiuyang to stop him from drinking the porridge and rice.
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Zhang Xiuyang had also noticed something was wrong a long time ago and said calmly: "Thank you, Mr. Zhu, for the hospitality. The two of you have just eaten. Now our stomachs are full and we can't eat anymore."
Song Xin also nodded in agreement. When he saw that the sky was getting dark outside, he said, "Mr. Zhu, it's getting late, so we won't disturb you so as not to affect your rest. Senior Liang, why don't we go find an inn outside first?" "
Liang Xing didn't know why, so he said, "I'll stay at my brother's house, just in time to help him see a doctor. Why don't you two nephews live together too?"
Song Xin said: "I'm afraid this is inconvenient. Xiuyang and I haven't seen each other for a long time, and I want to find a place to catch up."
Zhang Xiuyang understood and nodded quickly, "Yes, we have reunited after a long separation, and we just have something to say. Since the senior wants to live in Mr. Zhu's house, we won't disturb him. We will come again tomorrow."
Mr. Zhu said regretfully: "In this case, Zhu will not leave you two here." Then he looked at Zheng Tuoniang, "It's not easy for your brother to come here once. Tell Butler Zhu to rent two rooms in the town." Nice guest rooms.”
Song Xin and Zhang Xiuyang quickly declined and took the opportunity to retreat. When the two of them passed the Zhu Mansion Garden, Zhang Xiuyang flicked his sleeves and popped out a talisman into the garden.
After leaving Zhu's mansion, they found that Butler Zhu was following them furtively, as if eavesdropping on their conversation.
Song Xin said loudly: "Oh, Brother Xiuyang, I forgot that Piyong has to order mao at night. How about you come with me to stay in Piyong for one night and let's have a good chat?"
Zhang Xiuyang was stunned for a moment, then understood what he meant, "Hey, Brother Song, I'm also curious about what it's like inside Piyong, so let's go quickly."
Seeing the two of them walking out of Zhujia Town while talking, Butler Zhu turned around and left quietly.
When there was no one outside the town, Zhang Xiuyang asked: "Brother Song, when I went in today, I also smelled a moldy and rotten smell. Do you think Mr. Zhu is strange?"
Song Xin nodded, "Well, I feel a little strange too. By the way, what did you play in the Zhu Mansion when you left?"
Zhang Xiuyang smiled mysteriously, found a secluded place, and took out a bowl filled with water. Song Xin saw three talismans affixed to the water bowl, which looked like some special magic weapon.
Zhang Xiuyang flicked the talisman with his finger, and something like mercury oozed out from the dry water bowl. He could clearly see the reflection of the person. Song Xin just wanted to ask, and saw Zhang Xiuyang gently turning the water bowl with his finger. After a circle of ripples, their reflections suddenly disappeared, revealing a scene inside the Zhu Mansion.
Seeing that Song Xin was very curious, Zhang Xiuyang said with some pride:
"This is a path-finding paper crane made by my senior brother for me. As long as I leave it in one place, I can see the situation around the paper crane through the mercury in the bowl."
Song Xin clicked his tongue and marveled, "The talismans of the Five Pecks of Rice Sect are really superb."
While they were talking, the two of them looked towards Shuibo. At this time, the scene in Zhu's mansion was already shown inside. After seeing it, the two of them frowned almost at the same time.
What they saw at this time was a dilapidated and desolate place. The originally white walls were covered with black spots of mildew, and the originally red-painted beams and columns were covered with wormholes and spider webs.
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