Jiang Jingtan smiled lightly and said otherwise: "My illness will never be cured. Little miracle doctor, go and take care of it."
"I see."
The little medicine boy was jumping up and down and was about to go out. Lou Shuitian suddenly grabbed him and took the sugar cube from his hand.
"I'll buy you something else. Don't eat this," she said.
"Oh..." The little medicine boy took another cautious look at Jiang Jingtan.
Jiang Jingtan still had a smile on her face.
The little medicine boy felt relieved and left.
"It's just an ordinary sugar cube." Jiang Jingtan heard the door of the room being closed again, and her white fingertips lifted the blanket on her lap. He said, "If I really wanted to attack him, I wouldn't choose this time. .”
"Not sure." Lou Shuitian said.
Jiang Jingtan looked at her for a long time and said, "Thirteen, has your poison been cured?"
His expression was quiet, and his tone was as gentle as the breeze blowing over the water.
"Shibu is the number one poison in Yunxian Mountain. Who can cure it except Sect Master Jiang?" Lou Shuitian glanced at him with a mocking look.
She didn't know until she became a shadow guard that the shadow guards in Yunxian Mountain would take a poison called Shibu to ensure their loyalty. This is a unique poison developed by Yun Xianshan. Once the shadow warrior decides to defect, within five years he will lose all his martial arts skills, bleed from all his orifices, and become insane until death.
Lou Shuitian is less than two months away from this five-year period.
"When you come back, I will give you the antidote." Jiang Jingtan said.
Lou Shuitian laughed lightly.
"Jiang Jingtan, you seem to have forgotten that I don't care about my life at all."
"I didn't forget."
"It's just a bet to see if you will change your mind before you die." Jiang Jingtan said.
Lou Shui's eyes were filled with coldness.
Jiang Jingtan stared closely and said gently: "It seems not."
"Thirteen, you don't care about your life, nor do you care about my life or death." Jiang Jingtan sighed, lowered her voice, as if talking to herself: "But you are worried about that child, you saved Asheng, and you still want to go Never mind the person who was taken to the Annan Protectorate. He was so kind, yet so cruel..."
He frowned slightly, as if he was really sad.
Lou Shuitian couldn't tell whether it was true or false, but he no longer looked directly into his eyes, and cast his gaze on his clothes, asking, "Why do you want to come to Luzhou?"
Jiang Jingtan looked at her, half-smiling but not smiling. After a long moment, he said, "The Nanzhao Tribute Horse matter has nothing to do with me. I was just passing by and saw a show, and I was surprised that you were there."
This is explaining to her.
I don't know if Lou Shuitian accepted this statement, but she just said, "Okay." She turned around and left.
Jiang Jingtan stopped her, "Didn't you ask me why I came to Luzhou?"
"For you, do you believe it?"
Lou Shuitian naturally didn't believe it.
Seeing what Lou Shuitian was thinking, Jiang Jingtan lowered her eyelashes to cover up the emotions that almost leaked. He smiled slightly and said, "I came to Luzhou for some business."
"If possible, I want you to be by my side, like before."
Lou Shuitian did not look back.
She secretly clenched her hands.
Five years have passed, how can it still be the same as before? From the moment she left Yunxian Mountain, she decided that even if Shibu Dufa died, she would never come back to him again.
"It's hard to do what you want, Sect Leader Jiang."
After saying that, Lou Shuitian walked away without leaving any trace.
Hearing her footsteps gradually disappearing in the courtyard, Jiang Jingtan felt like there was a hole in her heart. He twitched the corners of his mouth, but couldn't smile. For a long time, he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
He leaned back and seemed to have lost all strength.
In just a moment, he had reached his limit.
Jiang Yusheng ran in and exclaimed: "Young Sect Master!——"
Lou Shuitian took the little medicine boy back.
She followed him, watching him jumping and chirping along the way.
In fact, except for the similarity between his eyebrows, his personality is not similar to the person in Lou Shuitian's memory.
That kid...is much duller and never smiles like this.
Lou Shuitian is an orphan. She has been in Yunxian Mountain since she can remember.
Yunxian Mountain does not support waste.
Either die or become the shadow guard of Yunxian Mountain, it is an either-or choice for Lou Shuitian and countless other children.
So they practiced martial arts day and night, fought, got injured, and practiced martial arts again.
Later, some of these children died on the way, and some went down the mountain early. The remaining people continue to live in darkness. They have no names, only numbers. Lou Shuitian's number is thirteen, and that child's number is seventeen.
Shi Qi died just when everything in his life had just begun.
Died in the hands of Lou Shuitian.
Many times later, Lou Shuitian always remembered that scene.
She always felt that the dead person was also herself.
"Sister, what are you thinking about?" The little drug boy suddenly ran back and looked at Lou Shuitian with his red face.
When Lou Shuitian came to her senses, she replied quietly: "No. Let's go."
She stepped forward, but the little medicine boy didn't move.
"What's wrong?" Lou Shuitian stopped and asked.
The little medicine boy said: "Sister, my husband is not in good health. Don't be angry with him. Don't argue with him. It's hard for people who are sick."
Lou Shuitian looked at him quietly.
After just a few days together, he easily captured the little drug boy's heart.
Jiang Jingtan has always been like this.
As long as he is willing, he can easily coax everyone to do their best for him.
Lou Shui's eyes were a bit cold.
When we brought the little medicine boy back to the medical clinic, the old man at the medical clinic was calmly arranging the medicinal materials on the counter. The little medicine boy rushed in like flying, and recklessly stepped on the medicine basket on the ground.
The medicine basket turned over with a bang, the herbs were scattered on the floor, and the medical center was in a mess.
The old gentleman suddenly lost the joy of seeing his little grandson, and scolded him with a straight face: "You kid, oh, you are so worried..."
He squatted down while holding on to the counter, his eyes full of pain, and picked up the herbs on the ground bit by bit.
The little medicine boy tied his hands obediently, but his eyes were full of weird and cunning.
Lou Shuitian took this scene in his eyes.
Maybe this is the childhood Shiqi and she should have.
She didn't want to look any further, so she calmed down her expression and turned around to leave. Suddenly her steps stopped and her eyes were fixed on the withered yellow plant in the old gentleman's hand.
Her eyes narrowed slightly.
"Old sir, what kind of medicinal material is this?" Lou Shuitian stepped forward and asked.
The old man raised his head and saw Lou Shuitian's serious expression, so he subconsciously replied: "This is dragon bone grass."
"Is this for horse feeding?" Lou Shuitian asked.
The old gentleman immediately clicked his tongue in disapproval: "Girl, this is a rare medicinal material. What kind of precious horse needs to be fed with keel grass?"
Seeing that Lou Shuitian was still frowning, the old man continued: "Besides, dragon bone grass has miraculous effects on calming the mind and calming the mind. It only takes a little bit to work. It is usually given to patients with epilepsy, but it is not suitable for feeding horses. If you want it, It’s not brought back by people who went to sea, let alone my small place, it’s rare in the entire Central Plains..."
Lou Shuitian picked up a small plant, put it between his nose and smelled it.
This tastes right.
The horse-feeding boy at Dongying Inn feeds the tribute horses with this fragrance mixed in.
