New firewood was added to the brazier, and soon a bright yellow flame ignited, illuminating the courtyard where many bottles and jars were placed.
There is a smell of medicine boxes in the courtyard, and dried medicinal herbs, bacon, sausages and other ingredients are hung under the eaves on three sides.
The bird, which had been flying as a wingman in the sky for a long time, fell down at this time, squatting on the window sill and looking at the big salted fish in front of it. It seemed that it wanted to help taste the drying condition, but it was not in the way of being in an outsider's house. Too easy to swallow.
In the yard, several benches were placed around the fire pit, and several people were sitting around.
When Ye Jingtang came in, he took a change of clothes from the horseback, but at this time he was only wearing a pair of trousers, with the trouser legs rolled up. There were many bruises and bruises on his arms and legs, because the scene was inappropriate. With a stern face, he acted as if nothing had happened and it didn't hurt at all.
Opposite him, the fair-skinned and elegant-looking Jiang Zahu had several bloody wounds on his chest and calves, as well as bruises on his arms and fists. The old wizard's apprentice was treating his injuries.
As a contemporary boxing champion, outsiders had to pretend not to feel the pain before. For this reason, Jiang Zahu also looked restrained and neither happy nor angry.
Fan Qinghe sat in front of the Night Terror Hall, applying wound medicine to the bruises on his arms and legs. When he saw the two military commanders acting as if nothing was wrong, he was really speechless.
After all, no matter how skilled a martial artist is, training is about tolerating pain, not making the limbs numb and incapable of feeling pain.
During the fight, Wu Kui was so focused that he could even break his arm without frowning. But once the battle was over and it was time to recuperate, Wu Kui was no different from an ordinary person injured. It still hurts.
Jiang Zahu's white ape had a full arm, which was extremely painful when hit. Both arms were made of fine steel. Night Terror Hall was beaten more than twenty times. It's really hard not to show his teeth and gasp.
The Lei Gong Baji of Ye Jing Tang also used violent punches to counter violence. Both sides were hit by Jiang Zahu, and his hands were obviously swollen. He must have been very smart if he didn't shake into chicken claws. He didn't violently shake his hands when he returned home later. "Oh oh oh oh~" she called several times and wrote her name upside down.
However, men have to pretend when they go out, and Fan Qinghe naturally won't expose it. He just applies medicine gently to prevent the night terrors from being revealed.
The old wizard Han Ting, whose mood had gradually calmed down, was sitting on a wicker chair facing away from the main room. An apprentice was holding his shoulders and back behind him, and he muttered softly with a club and crutch: "...Third Generation Tianlang The kings are all enlightened saints. Our Chi tribe could have relied on force to seize the fertile land of the Huxi plain. However, the clan leader chose to sit down and talk with the four major tribes at that time. Even though he was powerful in the west sea, he still did not take away the four major tribes to live together. land; without the alliance of the five tribes back then, and all tribes working together to defend against foreign enemies, how could the tribes in the West Sea compete with the Northern and Southern Dynasties..."
"It's a pity that all the tribes in Xihai have forgotten their roots. When their lives are a little more comfortable, they have forgotten the pain of running on hair and drinking blood. I don't know how hard-won stability is..."
Ye Jingtang listened quietly with his hands on his knees, and found that the old wizard hated the tribes in the West Sea as much as he hated the genocide of Beiliang. He couldn't help but ask: "Wasn't the Northwest Royal Court monolithic back then?"
Fan Qinghe rubbed his shoulders and said to this: "How can hundreds of tribes really have one mind? When the royal court is strong, it's fine, everyone can benefit, and there won't be any big troubles; but once the situation goes bad, those individuals The tribes began to look for their own escape routes, and liaisons with the Northern and Southern Dynasties were not uncommon. Sometimes military orders were already on the desks of the generals of the Northern and Southern Dynasties before they were sent to the border troops..."
The old wizard Han Ting sighed and said: "In the battle to destroy the country, my king was in a desperate situation. He summoned eight thousand elite cavalry and twenty thousand infantry to resist the Northern Liang army at the bank of Tianlang Lake. My Chi tribe started with two thousand people, and all of them were Can you conquer the entire Western Sea tribes, but nearly 30,000 people can't stop Beiliang?"
"In the end, all the ministries thought was that Chi's world was to be destroyed, not ours. It took 30,000 soldiers and horses for half a month to assemble more than 10,000. Seeing the Beiliang army approaching the border, half of them ran away. . Now they are fine. Without the protection of the royal court, they would not be able to eat."
Han Ting said this and looked towards the Night Terror Hall with his crutch:
"At that time, the army collapsed without a fight. My king was overtaken in the prairie fire. More than a thousand soldiers and horses alone blocked the thousands of troops in the Northern Liang Dynasty. Seeing that there was no way to save the day, he asked the three emperor uncles to lead more than a hundred tribesmen to break out. The infant son Among them."
"As a result, on the way to escape from Heishiguan, I was still captured by Beiliang.
The Rangers caught up with them, and the team was scattered in the melee. The Third Emperor's Uncle was hit by several arrows, and he drove away towards Blackstone Pass with the young master in his arms, and then disappeared. At that time, all the rangers went to chase the carriage. I also heard these things from the tribesmen who luckily escaped. "
Ye Jingtang nodded slightly. Although he could imagine the tragedy of that year, he had no impression of it. He could only say:
"I can only remember this when I was two or three years old. I really don't remember these things..."
"It doesn't matter whether you remember it or not. After the young master was born, he soaked his body with medicinal liquid to adapt to the medicinal properties of Tianlang Pearl. I prepared the medicine, and I was the only one in the world who knew how to prepare it. Because of the war at that time, I didn't have time to do this. I was the same age as the young master and There are no babies that have taken medicinal baths. I know this best. If you can use Tianlang Beads, you must be the lost young master back then."
When Han Ting said this, he looked curiously at the Night Terror Hall:
"But I am curious, where did the Master's Tianlang Pearl come from?"
Ye Jingtang thought for a while and said, "It's just a coincidence. I met a local snake named Cheng Shilu in Tiefuling in Yunzhou. He used Tianlang beads as a hidden weapon to trick me, and then his skills skyrocketed... That was also where I got the Got the news that Gang Leader Jiang may be hiding the Golden Scale Picture."
Jiang Zahu had been listening, but when he got here, he opened his mouth and said:
"Cheng Shilu's father was originally the commander of the imperial army in Yanjing. He stole the Tianlang Pearl and the Golden Scale Diagram that he snatched from the Chi Department. I received the favor of my father-in-law and secretly investigated these things. I accidentally found this person that year. , got the golden scale diagram."
Han Ting used to be the national counselor of the Northwest Royal Court, and he knew the past secrets very well, so he continued:
"The golden scale picture was taken by the Great Yan Dynasty before Jiazi. The old Sirius King went to Yun'an City to snatch it away single-handedly. Unfortunately, as soon as he sent it back, it was kidnapped by Beiliang and made into a wedding dress. For this, he lost the alliance of the five races. Token, alas~ I can only say that luck is like this, and time is also fate..."
After listening to Ye Jingtang for a while, he slowly understood the various causes and consequences from birth to now, thought for a while and said:
"Although I don't remember what happened when I was a baby, and I have never met my parents, the Chi tribe sent me to a safe place at the cost of annihilating my clan. I will remember this great kindness and will repay it in the future. As for the restoration of the northwest The royal court..."
When Han Ting heard this, he waved his hand: "The last words King Tianlang sent the young master away were to let the young master be an ordinary person, marry a wife and have children, and live an ordinary life. Don't think about revenge or restoring the royal court."
"Before my Yechi tribe came, the Northern and Southern Dynasties regarded the tribes of the Western Sea as a mob; but after my Chi tribe left, no one knew that the tribes of the Western Sea were capable of conquering and fighting, and that the Manchus were all tigers and wolves."
"Our Yechi tribe is just a group of inconspicuous and unknown people in a remote place. It is enough to be able to do this. It is common for dynasties to break up and merge. Why bother to bury the glory of our ancestors and a group of ungrateful white-eyed wolves? Save the lives of your descendants."
When Fan Qinghe heard this, he naturally disagreed and sat up straighter:
"Not all the tribes in the West Sea are white-eyed wolves. There were many tribes that supported the royal court until the last moment. Now these tribes are in dire straits. As a member of the royal family, how can Ye Jingtang stay out of the matter..."
Ye Jingtang felt that this topic was a bit far-fetched, so he raised his hand slightly and said:
"We'll talk about this later. I came here this time to find the antidote to the Dragon Prison Miasma. I didn't know that the Dragon Prison Miasma that appeared in the capital a few days ago was created by Mr. Han."
Han Ting is the national master of the Northwest Royal Court, but he is not a Taoist priest, but a prophet, Zhu Zong, and high priest inherited from the ancient tribe. The person who researched the Tianlang Pearl more than a hundred years ago was his master.
Hearing Ye Jingtang's inquiry, Han Ting shook his head and said:
"I have been living in seclusion here for these years. I never go out to avoid being chased by Beiliang. I leave it to Zahu to deal with anything. I know how to practice Dragon Miasma, but I have never been worthy of this thing."
Fan Qinghe said doubtfully: "I heard from King Gouchen that Prisoner Dragon Miasma requires the use of 'Rotten Bone Crow,' and a caravan sent a batch here in the past few months... Could it be that there are still others in this world?" Others will refine the prisoner dragon miasma?"
Han Tingting hesitated for a moment and then said:
"The pharmacists who were accompanying the army were separated during the war, and it is not impossible that they flowed into other tribes. However, the rhizome of the Snow Lake Flower is needed to make a single medicine.
Nian only prepared a medicine, but the royal court listed the medicine as a forbidden substance, and no one made it again. The person who can prepare the medicine now must have an amazing background, not to mention his medical skills. At least he can directly write to the Beiliang court to get permission, otherwise no one would dare to refine the medicine. "
When Fan Qinghe heard what he said, he couldn't help but feel secretly shocked - once the Snow Lake Flower Jiazi blooms, it means that it needs to grow for at least sixty years before it can be used for medicinal purposes. It is still wild and cannot be planted. For this reason, both in the Northern and Southern Dynasties, It is a national treasure, reserved for emperors, and the two sides can even go to war because of it.
Nowadays, Tianlang Lake is controlled by Beiliang. The Beiliang monarch directly posted an army to guard it. If they don't do anything, they will look after the Snow Lake flowers. It is said that every few leaves that fall must be recorded in a book and sent to Yanjing for storage. Digging the rhizomes of Snow Lake Flower to make medicine is tantamount to killing a goose to retrieve the eggs. It is really not something that ordinary people can do without the permission of the Beiliang court.
"No wonder it has been lost. So, the Beiliang court was behind the issue of the Dragon Miasma. Then could Mr. Han solve the Dragon Miasma?"
Han Ting said: "Today's prescriptions may not be the same as those a hundred years ago. You have to see the patient before you can prescribe the right medicine. You should not be afraid of Dragon Miasma, but are there people around you who have been poisoned?"
Ye Jingtang nodded and said: "A friend was accidentally injured by the Prisoner Dragon Miasma. He is rushing here now. I'm afraid he will have to trouble Mr. Han in a few days."
"Well, if it can be saved, these are trivial matters that are not worth mentioning..."
After Han Ting chatted for a few words, he thought for a while and said:
"If you found this place after finding clues from Sima Yue, you still have to be careful. In the Battle of the prairie fire, Sima Yue was my king's general, but he got separated from my king when he was in a desperate situation, and then he passed by someone Fighting through the siege with martial arts."
"I may feel a little tired of standing and talking, but Sima Yue, as the Great Sima of the Northwest Royal Court, the apprentice trained and raised by the old Tianlang King, and my king's brother, should not leave my king's side in a desperate situation, let alone You shouldn't break out alone..."
Fan Qinghe knew about this. When Sima Yue escaped from the battlefield covered in blood, he heard that King Tianlang was buried in the Liaoyuan. He ran back like crazy and tried to risk his life. In the end, it was Old Zhu Zong and the others who forcibly held him back. Sima Yue also continued to hold him back after that. Feeling guilty about this.
Sima Yue did make a mistake, but the army was besieged at that time, and there were no reinforcements in the major departments. Even if Sima Yue was afraid of death and broke out alone, he would still be better than them who had not gone to the battlefield. It was really hard for them to blame them.
Ye Jingtang was not familiar with the tribes in Xihai, so everyone was wary. When they heard what Han Ting said, they took it to heart.
Han Ting talked for a while. Seeing that it was getting too late and the two of them were trying to endure the pain without moving, they probably wouldn't feel comfortable either, so he opened his mouth and said:
"It's getting too late. Young Master needs to rest in his humble residence for the night. Otherwise, things may go wrong if he has just gone through a war and traveled a long distance. Zahu, please make arrangements for the two distinguished guests..."
Han Ting said this, looked at Fan Qinghe again, and asked:
"The Chi tribe and the Dong Ming tribe have been intermarrying for generations. Miss Qinghe and the young master... No, they seem to be a generation apart. It's a pity..."
Fan Qinghe felt that the old wizard had stayed up too late and was a little confused because of his age, so he didn't respond. He helped Ye Jingtang get up and was guided into a vacant farmyard not far away.
After Jiang Zahu sent his father-in-law back to the house, he returned to his home. When he passed the fence, he turned his head and looked at it, and said:
"I told you last time in the capital that as long as you dare to come to the door and defeat the Golden Scale Map, I will give it to you without taking a penny. Your weapon is half as good as mine. Although the victory is not determined until the end of the battle, I still keep my word. promise."
"After your friend is detoxified, you leave immediately and don't mention this place again. In the future, whether you want to restore the Northwest Royal Court or become a powerful official in the Wei Dynasty, don't disturb your father-in-law to live in his old age. Before you leave, I will be alone." I’ll give it to you.”
Ye Jingtang turned around and said:
"I am only here to seek medical treatment. I have never meant to let Mr. Han be used by me. If you don't tell me, I will not bother you again. If you are willing to show the golden scale diagram, the court will keep its promise and let you learn jade. Bone map, you can come to the capital to borrow it at any time, and I can guarantee that you can come and go freely, but this is the only time, and it will be the same in the future."
Seeing this, Jiang Zahu said nothing and entered the yard diagonally opposite.
Ye Jingtang's expression remained calm, his eyes
After seeing Jiang Zahu off, he turned around and entered the house in the farmyard. As soon as he closed the door, he raised his hand and rubbed it on his arm, frowning:
"This through-arm fist is really domineering, much harder than Liu Qiansheng's..."
"Pfft~"
Fan Qinghe took the medicine bottle and saw Ye Jingtang, who was so cold and resolute just now, turning around and starting to frown and take a breath, he couldn't help but sneered:
"I thought you weren't in pain."
"If you get hit by a boxing master and it doesn't hurt, you won't be a god anymore."
Ye Jingtang sat down at the table. Seeing Fan Qinghe preparing to give him medicine, he raised his hand slightly and said:
"For skin injuries, I can just do it myself. You go to sleep first and I'll keep watch. After all, this is an unfamiliar place. Gang leader Jiang came from across the way and killed him in the blink of an eye. I guess he won't dare to sleep tonight..."
Fan Qinghe confirmed the identity and origin of Ye Jingtang from the old wizard. In fact, he wanted to sit down and talk to Ye Jingtang in the tone of an elder.
But Ye Jingtang had acquired too much information in a short period of time, and it was obvious that it had not been smoothed out yet. It would not be good to talk too much. She thought about it and did not say much. She sat down cross-legged on the bed and just reviewed Xiang Cai's record:
"Jiang Zahu is well-deserved. You can be beaten with bare hands. You can't bite with a light knife, but you can completely suppress it with a big gun. This martial arts can be ranked above Xuanyuan Dynasty. If you practice marksmanship again, the witch will definitely be beaten while hanging." .”
Having fought against each other in person, Ye Jingtang naturally understands Jiang Zahu’s background:
"He is now heading in the direction of becoming a master of all weapons. He can use any weapon to the level of marksmanship, but he is still a little short of a true master of all weapons, so his marksmanship seems to be quite satisfactory. But Zhenren Xuanji is different. , has almost entered a situation where there are no tricks to win. She may not be able to beat me in the ring with fists, kicks or swords and guns. But in actual combat, there is no limit to the fight. She can deal with me in a hundred ways, and the same goes for Jiang Zahu. of."
"Really? I don't see how powerful the demon girl is... The horse spear used by Jiang Zahu is the imperial weapon of the Northwest Royal Court. 'Zhuri,' means chasing the sun. According to legend, the ancestors of Chi Bu were chasing the sun. The sun ran all the way to the horizon, and then settled there..."
The small words disappeared and reappeared in the farmyard, and the lights in front of the windows were not extinguished all night long.
On the hilltop a few miles away, Xue Baijin was waiting for boredom, so he sat cross-legged and practiced the Ziwu Jue on a stone.
Luo Ning held up the telescope and stared at the brightly lit windows between the basins, her expression getting colder and colder.
The top of the mountain is far away from the basin. Even with a telescope, you can only see the bright spots in the small courtyard and cannot see the movement inside the window at all.
However, Luo Ning has rich experience in actual combat and has already imagined the scene inside:
After the bloody battle, the little thief was covered in wounds. After returning to the house, the beautiful woman first helped Ye Jingtang lie down and applied medicine, and then took off her clothes after feeling them.
The little thief pouted shamelessly, but the woman didn't dare to make any noise for fear of being discovered, so she could only grit her teeth and endure the humiliation. Then she pushed the watermelon and fed it herself...
Maybe he will be carried around...
Luo Ning said it had been months since she had been intimate. Even though she thought she was not interested in that kind of thing, her body was still very honest. Her cheeks were a little hot, and her heart was sour. It felt weird...
After staring for an unknown amount of time, the moon in the sky had moved to the other side of the sky without knowing it, and the east began to glow white.
Luo Ning was thinking wildly about countless positions, and gradually her eyelids began to twitch and she felt a little sleepy.
And just when she was half asleep and questioning the little thief, Xue Baijin next to her suddenly moved her eyelashes and looked towards the plain outside the mountain.
Luo Ning suddenly woke up, adjusted her clothes a little, and raised her binoculars to look outside. She saw a yellow line formed by raised dust at the end of the wasteland, speeding towards Duolan Valley before dawn...
