In a luxurious box at Juxian Casino. Sikong Yujiu finally met the owner of this gambling house. No, to be more precise, it was three people, three people he was very familiar with.
Yun Fan, Qiu Shi and Ye Ruyan, whom they met not long ago.
Yun Fan and Qiu Shi were seen sitting on stools sipping fragrant tea, while Ye Ruyan stood quietly aside.
From the moment he saw the three of them, a look of deep surprise flashed across Sikong Zhenjiu's face.
As smart as he was, he couldn't even imagine the purpose of why they came to him.
On the other hand, Yun Fan and others seemed to have no expressions on their faces, and they were very calm.
This made him confused for a while.
Sikong Zhenjiu did not follow them in circles and asked straight to the point: "Why are you here?"
Seeing Sikong Zhenjiu, Yunfan slowly put down the tea cup in his hand and said leisurely: "You look very bad."
Qiushi glanced at Yun Fan beside him, and then continued: "We came here specifically to see you. The fortune teller knew that you would lose so much that you wouldn't even recognize your family."
"How did you know?" Sikong Zhenjiu glanced at Yun Fan, frowned slightly, and couldn't help asking.
Sikong Zhenjiu was full of questions at this time, waiting for Yunfan to answer him. To be honest, he was also very curious.
"How could I not know?" Yun Fan stood up and walked slowly to him: "The time limit for the Feng Shui array that was set up before has passed."
When Sikong Zhenjiu heard this, his eyebrows suddenly sank, his pupils narrowed slightly, and he said in a concentrated voice: "You are teasing me."
As soon as Yun Fan said these words, Sikong Zhenjiu suddenly realized that what he had done before was definitely a small trick to help Meng Zhiqiu redeem the famous sword, and it was just a temporary measure. Because if the Feng Shui formation is really cracked, the formation will be completely ruined, and there will be no such thing as a time limit at all.
Moreover, now that he thought about it carefully, how could a person in a gambling house know how to arrange those feng shui formations to attract wealth? Combining all of this, Sikong Yujiu came to the only conclusion, that is, the man behind this gambling house The boss is actually Yun Fan, the fortune teller in front of him who looks harmless and carefree.
After thinking about this, Sikong Zhenjiu suddenly felt that he had been tricked by Yun Fan, a villain. But the matter has come to this, everything is a foregone conclusion, and there is no point in worrying about it anymore.
He went to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, and this time Yunfan took the initiative to find him. Sikong Zhenjiu wanted to see what kind of medicine Yunfan was selling in his gourd.
Yun Fan acted as if he had not heard Sikong Zhenjiu's words, and said slowly: "The ten thousand taels you had earlier were actually mine."
After listening to Yun Fan's words, Sikong Zhenjiu thought to himself: It's just as I expected.
Immediately, Sikong Zhen turned his eyes, stared at Yun Fan's bright and deep eyes that seemed to be able to easily penetrate people's souls, and asked: "So, what do you want?"
Yun Fan said righteously: "Of course I have to pay back the debt!"
Hearing this, Sikong Zhenjiu chuckled and said, "I don't have money, but I do have one to save my life."
"How could I take your life? I want your brain."
As soon as Yun Fan finished speaking, he took out the medicine list from his arms and spread it out in front of Sikong Yujiu.
"Prescription!?" Sikong Zhen is from Jiuhe, the descendant of a new generation of ghost doctor family. Of course, the above content can be seen at a glance.
"Yes," Yun Fan said truthfully: "These five prescriptions hide the whereabouts of five masters. In order to cope with the battle to seize the seal, we must find them as soon as possible."
"What does this have to do with me?" Sikong Zhenjiu asked, tilting his head.
Yun Fan: "Among the people I know, your medical skills are undoubtedly the most advanced. Therefore, if you want to unlock the mystery hidden in this, you must be the one."
Sikong Yujiu turned around, walked around for a few steps, and said faintly: "I'm sorry, I hate being threatened the most in my life."
After listening to Yun Fan's words, Sikong Zhenjiu knew what they meant. Yun Fan clearly wanted to take this opportunity to threaten him and unlock the mystery hidden in the prescription.
Of course Sikong Yujiu would not let him succeed easily this time. Besides, he hates being threatened the most in his life, and the thing he fears least is threats!
Therefore, Sikong Zhenjiu flatly refused without thinking.
At this time, Ye Ruyan, who had been standing silently for a long time, heard this, took a few steps forward, and said calmly: "I think you can't untie it!"
Sikong Yunjiu turned to look at Ye Ruyan and said coldly: "Oh! Even the good lady doesn't believe me, why should I do it?!"
Yun Fan suddenly turned his eyes and stared at Ye Ruyan for a while. But he didn't criticize her verbally.
Yun Fan was really speechless. It would be fine if Ye Ruyan didn't help. What a waste of help.
Ye Ruyan also seemed to know that she had made a mistake. When Yun Fan's reproachful eyes came to her, she immediately lowered her head like a child who had done something wrong and did not dare to look directly into Yun Fan's eyes.
How could Yun Fan not know that Ye Ruyan's move was also out of good intentions and wanted to use provoking methods to provoke Sikong Zhenjiu, but he seemed to have forgotten that Sikong Zhenjiu was not an ordinary person, he had a weird temper and was very smart; How could Sikong Zhenjiu not know about her little skill? He just didn't bother to talk about it.
After a while, Yun Fan withdrew his gaze, looked at Sikong Zhenjiu again, and said with a smile: "If you can help me solve this mystery, not only will your previous debt be written off, but you will also get double the reward. Of course, if you can't solve the mystery, then I'll have to deal with it separately." After Yun Fan finished speaking, he put the medicine list on the table next to him.
Yun Fan had obviously given Sikong Zhenjiu an ultimatum. Without talking nonsense to him, Yun Fan directly gave him two choices: either help him and unlock the secrets in the prescription. In this way, not only would he not have to pay back the debts, but he would also be able to get a double times the reward; or they refused to help him, but in this case, Sikong Zhenjiu had to pay him back the money he owed him with interest.
But think about it, what Sikong Zhenjiu seems to be lacking most now is money! How could he have any money to pay back to Yun Fan? He had lost it all just now.
Therefore, after a brief weighing, Sikong Zhenjiu immediately made the choice that was most beneficial to him.
Just deciphering the secret of a so-called prescription is still his best field; for him, this is not something that can be grasped and done easily.
In this way, he can get double the reward, so why not do it? !
"Haha," Sikong Zhenjiu snorted and said confidently: "It's a joke, anything related to medicine can't trouble me."
After saying this, Sikong Zhenjiu picked up the prescription and read it carefully. While looking at it, he murmured to himself: "Jiuqiao Mingshen Decoction, Danggui Qiankun porridge, left and right no return drink... How can you come up with such a tricky thing?" The person with the name of the medicine is also quite knowledgeable and talented.”
At this time, Ye Ruyan stabbed me coldly: "If I'm not tricky, I don't have to look for you."
"..." Yun Fan glared at Ye Ruyan angrily and shook his head slightly, but he never blamed her.
That's how a person's character is, and it's difficult to change.
Immediately afterwards, Sikong Zhenjiu wrote down on a large piece of paper the names of all the medicinal materials he knew needed for the Mingshen soup recipe, including astragalus, honeysuckle, cicada slough, chrysanthemum, longan, gardenia, black plum meat, fried white tribulus...
Yun Fan and the other three people all stared at the medicinal materials written by Sikong Zhenjiu. Everything in the room was quiet for a moment, and you could hear a needle drop.
"These are the herbs used in the Mingshen Decoction in the Baicao Chapter." After writing the last word, Sikong Yujiu put down his brush and said slowly. It also broke the peace.
Ye Ruyan asked in confusion: "What about Jiuqiao Mingshen Soup?"
"There is no Jiuqiao Mingshen Decoction at all. The word 'Jiuqiao' was added by Wu Wangwo himself. In the "Shen Nong's Materia Medica", there is a kind of medicinal material called Baiqing in the jade section. It is good for improving eyesight, has a sweet and soothing taste, and is beneficial. Nine orifices. If you add these two words, the mystery will be solved." Sikong Yujiu looked at the medicinal materials he wrote on the paper and said calmly.
Ye Ruyan: "What do you mean?!"
Sikong Yujiu smiled slightly and said, "Look carefully, there are a few repeated words in it."
Yun Fan and the other three people heard the sound and looked around quickly. The more they looked at Qiu Shi and Ye Ruyan, the more enlightened they became, as if the door to the answer to the riddle was slowly opening, and they unconsciously said: "Bai, Qing ,plum."
That's right, among these words, only these three are repeated.
An idea flashed in Yun Fan's mind: "Bai Qing... Qing, Danqing ink painting, when connected, it is the white ink painting of 'Silver Flute Scholar' they are looking for."
"What about the word 'mei'?"
Sikong Zhenjiu responded: "It should refer to a place where Bai Mo Hua lives in seclusion."
Yun Fan: "There is a small town near where Wu Wangwo lives, called Meizhen."
Ye Ruyan was overjoyed when she heard this, and suddenly said: "The white ink painting is in Meizhen."
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Without further ado, after solving the first mystery in the medicine, Yun Fan and the other two immediately rushed towards their first destination, Meizhen, without stopping and under the starry night.
Five days later, Yun Fan, Qiu Shi, Ye Ruyan and Sikong Zhenjiu finally arrived at Meizhen.
Walking in the bustling and noisy market of Meizhen, you can see the bustling and busy market scene.
Qiushi kept looking around, smiled slightly, and sighed: "Meizhen is really prosperous. That white ink painting chose to come here to live in seclusion. His vision is really unique."
"I want to find my daughter. She has been missing for a long time. I think the situation is in danger. It is really unreasonable!"
At this moment, the pitiful and sad crying of a woman next to them reached the ears of Yun Fan and the other four. They all followed the sound and saw a large number of people gathered in front of them. They didn't know what they were doing.
So, driven by curiosity, Yun Fan and the others came here.
When they got closer, they saw that it was a large group of local people surrounding an old man with a long beard dressed as a Taoist priest. Each of their faces could not hide their sadness, frustration and despair; there were still tears in their eyes that had not been wiped clean. .
It was obvious that they had encountered a difficult problem that was beyond their ability, and they hoped to seek help from this Taoist priest.
