Xishi Street is the busiest market in Luzhou, with shop flags flying high, pedestrians and cars flowing continuously, and it is a peaceful scene. The famous Wangyue Tower is on West Market Street.
True to its name, Wangyue Tower has always been a place for people to climb high, drink, and interact with businessmen and nobles in Luzhou. It is not an isolated building. There are several surrounding pavilions and pavilions connected with each other, with cornices and corners. In the pavilion near the street, there is a faint fragrance of tea overflowing.
"Young Sect Master, everything is arranged." Jiang Yusheng lowered his eyes and saluted respectfully towards the man.
This man is Jiang Jingtan, the young master of Yunxian Mountain.
Jiang Jingtan was dressed in a plain robe, with a cold expression, a thin figure, black silk hair, and a beautiful face. She exuded a noble and noble arrogance, but her lips were slightly white, adding a bit of frailty. She was looking around the street without much concern. The noise and peace above are all visible.
Yunxian Mountain is the number one sect in the world. It is hidden in a Cangshan Mountain called Yunxian Mountain in Beifeng. Its mountain is named after its overlapping mountains and shrouded clouds and mist. The world only hears its name but never sees it. It looks like a fairyland or a legend. . Although the members of the Yunxian Mountain Sect are highly skilled in martial arts, they have always lived in a quiet corner and have not been bothered by worldly affairs. Under the leadership of recent generations of sect leaders, it has gradually grown, with strongholds and eyes and ears in various places. It is pervasive and has gradually become the number one sect.
The current sect leader, Jiang Qu, is old. Although he still occupies the position of sect leader, he has delegated power. The real person in charge of Yunxian Mountain is Jiang Qu's son, Jiang Jingtan.
Rumor has it that although Jiang Jingtan is physically weak, she is extremely intelligent and good at making plans. Without a trace of internal strength, she can make all the masters in the world obey orders. Furthermore, his temperament is refreshing and serene, his face is breathtakingly handsome, and he is unparalleled in the world. It is precisely because of these legends that although the world has never seen Jiang Jingtan, he has become a frequent visitor in the chatter of people in the world.
Hearing this, Jiang Jingtan responded softly.
He poured a cup of tea. Light smoke overflows and the fragrance of tea floats, quietly invading the bustling street.
Suddenly, a figure on the street came into view. Jiang Jingtan's expression tightened, dark eyes surged, and the cup in her hand was almost crushed.
Jiang Yusheng had not seen the young sect leader acting so abnormally for a long time. He leaned forward slightly and looked towards the street, feeling shocked.
In the middle of the West Market Street, that thin figure dressed as a man, who is it if it's not Lou Shuitian?
She was unconscious and stopped in front of the medical clinic. She turned her back to Wangyue Tower and looked up at the signboard of the medical clinic.
Jiang Yusheng looked at Jiang Jingtan, waiting for his instructions.
Jiang Jingtan's eyes never left that figure. For a long time, she whispered: "Go and have a look."
Jiang Yusheng took the order and left, leaving Jiang Jingtan alone.
In the pavilion, Jiang Jingtan's ten thousand-year-old cold mask slowly began to crack, and the darkness in her cold eyes became thicker and thicker.
In the past few days and nights, Lou Shuitian heard Uncle Chen tossing and turning many times, and knew that the problem with his legs had occurred again. The medicine prescribed by Barefoot's doctor was applied over and over again, but the root could not be removed. When the weather became wet, the pain became excruciating. Regardless of Uncle Chen's objections, Lou Shuitian decided to go to the medical clinic to get medicine.
The medical clinic on Xishi Street has been open for some years. Whenever Lou Shuitian passes by, he can always catch a glimpse of the young apprentice concentrating on taking medicine. Lou Shuitian felt that his face looked a bit like an old friend, so he couldn't help but look at him more, but he didn't see him today.
She was raising her feet to go in and get some medicine for Uncle Chen when she heard a series of exclamations coming from behind.
She looked back and saw a maroon horse galloping towards the end of the long street. It must have been frightened and couldn't control its momentum, like a tiger that wanted to choose someone to devour.
People on the street screamed and fled, and many goods fell apart under the horses' hooves before they could be pulled away.
And the little apprentice who was supposed to be in the medical center was sitting in the middle of the street with a panic-stricken look on his face, holding the medicinal materials he had worked so hard to collect, and saw the Crazy Horse galloping towards him.
