Comprehensive film and television: The Queen of Rolls Opens the Roll Again

At 7:00 PM, the fog in the mountains dissipated, the sky was cloudless and light blue, and the warm sunshine sprinkled on people's bodies, bringing a little warmth.

Gong Yuanzheng and Zhang Xueming welcomed Huang Yushi who came to take them to the back mountain. As expected, it was Jin Tong who had played mahjong with them.

Jin Tong looked at Jin Miao and Su Rong who were carrying large and small bags behind them, and then looked at the young man and girl who were so excited that they seemed to be going on an outing, and reluctantly reminded them: "Only Mr. Zheng and Miss Zhao can go."

"I know, I know." Zhang Xueming smiled and motioned Su Rong to come forward.

Su Rong brought over a five-layered large food box and placed it at Jin Tong's feet: "There are snacks and tea in it. If our girl and the young master can't make it back for lunch, they can fill their stomachs." She also emphasized: "Our girl and the young master are only seventeen years old. They practice martial arts and are still growing. They can't go hungry."

Jin Tong had no choice but to nod.

Su Rong handed over another bulging bundle: "These are the snacks and treats that our young lady and young master specially asked us to give you."

Jin Miao also handed over the two bundles in his hand: "These too, I hope Huang Yushi will take good care of our young lady and young master." He also brought over an empty backpack: "Just put the things in there."

Jin Tong was reluctant to give it up, so he awkwardly clasped his fists towards Zhang Xueming and Gong Yuanzheng, put his image out of his mind, and put on the backpack.

Fortunately, this thing wasn't so heavy that he couldn't use his lightness skills, and he was able to follow the sedan chair just as quickly as before.

When they were still some distance away from the main gate of the back mountain, Jin Tong stopped the sedan chair. Zhang Xueming sent the people away, and he and Gong Yuanzheng were each given a black cloth.

"You have to blindfold yourself to enter." Jin Tong said, trying his best to appear calm as he took the lantern handed to him by the gatekeeper, ignoring their curious glances at the food box in his hands and the backpack behind him.

Gong Yuanzheng covered Zhang Xueming with the black cloth, and then covered himself. He pulled Zhang Xueming and grabbed the edge of the backpack: "Let's go."

After entering the gate and entering the secret passage, they moved forward under Jin Tong's constant guidance.

Zhang Xueming had his spiritual sense to use, so he didn't feel anything. Gong Yuanzheng was very uneasy about this situation of losing his vision, so he walked very slowly.

Only Jin Tong was there, so Zhang Xueming stepped forward and leaned against Gong Yuanzheng, whispering, "A Yuan, I'm a little scared."

Gong Yuanzheng immediately pulled himself together, not caring that Jin Tong was watching, and pulled Zhang Xueming's right hand to her waist: "Hold my waist." He then put his arm around her shoulders: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Jin Tong looked at the two young people who loved to cling to each other with a frown on his face. Thinking of the food in the backpack, he endured it and said, "It's not far. Let's go."

This time, Gong Yuanzheng's pace quickened a lot.

Walking out of the secret passage, the wind lifted his hair, and there was the fragrance of grass and trees in the wind. Gong Yuanzheng breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't let go of Zhang Xueming's shoulders: "Jin Tong, are we in the wild now? Is there still some way to go?"

Jin Tong extinguished the lantern and said, "It will be soon."

"Zhao Zhao, there is moisture in the wind." Gong Yuanzheng whispered to Zhang Xueming, "There should be a lake or a river nearby."

Zhang Xueming's spiritual sense rose and swept across the wilderness, only to see wild grasses that were more than a person tall everywhere. The gray-yellow and white sea of ​​grass undulated with the wind, and the three of them were submerged in it. If you didn't look down from a high place, you couldn't find their traces at all.

There is no water within a one-kilometer radius, so Jin Tong’s “soon” was probably just something he said to coax a child.

Apart from anything else, the palace gate really takes concealment to the extreme.

After walking for another quarter of an hour, Jin Tong finally said, "Master Zheng, Miss Zhao, we are here. You can take off the blindfold now."

Gong Yuanzheng reluctantly let go of his hand, took off the blindfold, and helped Zhang Xueming untie the cloth: "Zhao Zhao, are you okay?"

Zhang Xueming shook his head.

They were standing by the water. In the distance was a cliff hundreds of meters high. There was a crack between the cliffs. A slender boat came out of the crack and slowly sailed towards this side.

Zhang Xueming didn’t think there was anything special about the scenery. He just glanced at it and turned his attention back to Gong Yuanzheng.

His face was still a little pale, and Zhang Xueming knew that Gong Yuanzheng had not yet completely recovered from the uneasy feeling brought about by his inability to see.

She deliberately looked at the water surface so close at hand, then turned back to look at the weeds and pebbles on the ground behind her, revealing a look of eagerness.

Gong Yuanzheng immediately remembered Zhang Xueming's temper of getting itchy hands whenever she saw a place with a lot of water, and then thought of what she said by the ink pool of Jiaogong. His eyes lit up, and he threw away the lingering fear and also felt a little itchy: "Leaf boat, skipping stones?"

Zhang Xueming glanced at Jin Tong who was listening attentively: "The leaves have to be green."

There were only three people, including them and Jin Tong, who were involved in the search of the Moon Palace. The original owners had been changed and sent to the clinic to work. No one was waiting for them, so there was no need to rush.

It would be better to play for a while while the boat is sailing. When they arrive at the Moon Palace, there will be only three of them left. They can get some gossip about the back mountain from Jin Tong.

When the boat docked, Jin Tong greeted the boatman as expected, gave him half a bag of cakes and snacks, and received a slap on the back. He then happily put down his things and led Gong Yuanzheng into the sea of ​​grass.

Soon they brought back a bunch of long green leaves and picked up a lot of small stones. Then they called Zhang Xueming and went on the boat with their bags.

The grass leaves they picked were quite similar to bamboo leaves, with fine hairs on them. Zhang Xueming taught him to bend the front half of the leaves twice to make a leaf boat, and then put it on the water. The tension between the leaves and the water surface acted on each other, and the boat swam out by itself without any power.

When the small leaf boat went far away, he took stones and skipped them in the direction of the leaf boat. The stones jumped more than ten times and hit the small boat. The stones sank and the boat capsized, leaving only scattered leaves floating on the water.

"You can also use this to practice your aim." Zhang Xueming raised an eyebrow at Gong Yuanzheng, "If you make a slight mistake, you will miss the target."

This is much simpler than origami boats. Gong Yuanzheng learned it quickly and he and Jin Tong couldn't wait to launch their leaf boats.

The three men took turns hitting the leaf boats released by each other. They were in high spirits and laughed victoriously from time to time, which attracted the boatman who was rowing at the stern to look back frequently.

The boatman was also a topaz servant, much older than Jin Tong. This was the first time I met Gong Yuanzheng, the notorious Palace Master of Zheng Palace. I had thought he was a scary and difficult person to get along with, but he turned out to be just a childish young man. Jin Tong got the topaz at the age of sixteen and was chosen to serve the famously strict Elder Hua for ten years. Anyone who could make Jin Tong regain his lively personality and be close to him must not be a bad person.

Zhang Xueming was extremely beautiful, and there was no one so good-looking in the back mountain. The boatman couldn't help but look at Zhang Xueming a few more times. When he received a sinister and threatening look from Gong Yuanzheng, he didn't get surprised but laughed instead.

Gong Yuanzheng was confused by the bright smile showing his big white teeth. He glared at the boatman angrily and heard Zhang Xueming say, "A Yuan, your boat was sunk by Jin Tong!"

Without caring about it, he quickly grabbed a stone and asked Zhang Xueming: "Where is Jin Tong's boat? Watch me shoot it away!"

Jin Tong proudly pointed at the one that went the farthest away and said, "You hit it!"

The boatman smiled even more and ignored them, concentrating on rowing the boat. They were all children.

The boat sailed into the canyon, gradually going deeper and deeper, and further in, we entered a cave.

"Just sit still and don't bump your heads," said the boatman.

The sound of the undercurrent became louder, and it was dark all around, with only the yellow lantern on the bow lit. Jin Tong lit up the lantern he brought with him, and the three of them leaned over the side of the boat and sat down, but they still released the leaf boats one by one.

"Won't it expose our tracks?" Zhang Xueming asked.

Jin Tong waved his hand and said, "There will be people out there who will make money. I will give them some snacks later."

When the boat docked, the boatman picked up the hemp rope tied to the bow, gently pushed the bamboo pole and jumped ashore, then pulled the boat to the shore with force.

"You're really strong." Zhang Xueming praised.

"I'm old now, and I only have a little bit of strength left." The boatman said with a smile, "Let's go back and take my boat. Let Jin Tong take you aboard, and he will blow the whistle to call me when the time comes."

Zhang Xueming and Gong Yuanzheng nodded politely to the boatman and followed Jin Tong along the plank road on the water. The light from the lanterns shone on the shaking water surface, and countless silver-like spots were reflected on the stone walls, dazzling people.

The plank road goes up a staircase to the left. At the end of the staircase is a large cave with a room inside. The room is lined with tall bookshelves filled with books and bamboo slips.

"This is the library of the Moon Palace. It is said that all the poison books and medical books collected by the Moon Palace are kept here. The usual research is also done here. The medicinal materials are all delivered here after a list is written. The servants are asked to deliver them." Jin Tong did not mention Elder Yue and his son at all.

During the ten-year catastrophe, three of his instructors were urgently transferred to the front mountain for support, and only the boatman came back alive. His dantian was damaged, so he couldn't continue to be an instructor after returning, but he was unwilling to be idle. In addition to attending classes at the training camp, he would occasionally come to act as a boatman.

Jin Tong didn't dare tell the instructor what Master Yue had done. It was the instructor who rowed the boat to send Yun Que's "corpse" out and hang it on the city gate.

The instructor went back and said, "It's a good death. All those who came out of Wufeng deserved to die." He went to sit on the grave of his old friend for a whole day.

Unexpectedly, the man was faking his death. Master Yue fell in love with the Wufeng Assassin and used the instructor to let the Wufeng Assassin go.

"Just search here?" Gong Yuanzheng asked.

"It's a big place, so take your time. The elders have given us half a month, but you can't go anywhere else in the back mountain except the Moon Palace. If you don't want to stay in the Moon Palace, you can go back to stay at night, but next time you come, you have to wait until night to come."

There was plenty of time, and the two elders probably wanted to let Gong Yuanzheng read more books here and improve his medical skills. The reason why they let Zhang Xueming come here was not only because Gong Shangjiao had given them a guarantee, but also because they thought that she and Gong Yuanzheng were inseparable. If they didn't let her come, Gong Yuanzheng would probably just do it perfunctorily.

Zhang Xueming looked around. Next to the bookshelf was a long table with a mortar and some medicine-making tools on it. It was not much different from Gong Yuanzheng's pharmacy. However, there were too many books and bamboo slips to fit on the bookshelf, and many were piled on the floor.

"Then Jintong go to other rooms to check if there is a secret room, and Ayuan will check the books and bamboo slips. I will look around here first."

As soon as Zhang Xueming said this, Gong Yuanzheng ran towards the bookshelf happily, while Jin Tong moved away from the bookshelf and went to the cave next door as if he had been pardoned.

"If there's something I don't have, I'll write it down first and recite it for you when I get back." Gong Yuanzheng raised his eyebrows and said softly to Zhang Xueming.

Zhang Xueming also raised his eyebrows and pointed to his temple: "I have a photographic memory. I promise to take away everything I see."

The two smiled at each other slyly. Zhang Xueming put on the gold-threaded gloves handed to him by Gong Yuanzheng and began to look around. Gong Yuanzheng took a book from the top layer labeled "Chronic Poison" and quickly browsed through it.

Zhang Xueming searched the room and found no finished medicine. He used his spiritual sense and knocked around to find a secret room. The entrance was in the gap between the bookshelf and the wall, less than half a meter wide.

She had explored the mechanism in advance and found nothing lethal, so she "looked" inside the room: two-thirds of the space was occupied by books and bamboo slips, and the remaining one-third was filled with shelves, which were filled with boxes made of various materials, which might be rare medicinal herbs or finished medicines.

Zhang Xueming perked up, and adhering to the principle of not revealing the secret and making everyone feel involved, he said to Gong Yuanzheng who was about to pick up another book: "Ayuan, step back to the door."

Gong Yuanzheng immediately dropped the book and went out. Zhang Xueming took out a piece of white chalk from his purse and drew a circle on the mechanism. He also retreated to the door and took out a small stone that had not been used up before and stuffed it into his pocket: "Ayuan, hit there."

Gong Yuanzheng's eyes lit up. He turned his shoulder and moved his right arm, then threw a stone at the place, which immediately dented. Along with the sound of metal expansion, a hole appeared in the gap between the bookshelf and the corner, which required sideways entry.

Jin Tong rushed over when he heard the sound. Each of them covered their mouths and noses with a cloth, and the three of them entered the secret room one by one in a serious manner.

The books and bamboo slips were just glanced at; the boxes on the shelf were more attractive.

Everyone opened one like a blind box, and each person took one and opened it carefully.

It was indeed a rare medicinal material, many of which were unique to the Old Dust Valley. Jin Tong had no knowledge of medicine and poison, and Zhang Xueming was not familiar with the herbs in the Old Dust Valley, so he could only prescribe some for Gong Yuanzheng to identify.

The only voice that could be heard in the entire secret room was Gong Yuanzheng's:

"This is Thousand Spirit Spores!"

"This is a tangerine. A tangerine only bears fruit once every four years..."

"This is four-leaf Bidens pilosa. There is only one four-leaf Bidens pilosa among ten thousand three-leaf Bidens pilosa... They are not common medicinal herbs used to make poisons and detoxify. Pharmacies outside have not had them in stock for several years. He actually has them all here!"

"Ah, these are golden silkworm seeds, and there are so many snow lotus embryos! Isn't it said that the miasma has become thicker in recent years, and the snow lotus in the back mountain is difficult to survive. There are too few snow lotuses that have grown... Several kinds of medicines for treating hidden injuries in the front mountain cannot be made. How come he has collected so many snow lotus embryos here?"

Gong Yuanzheng's eyes were red. The medicine that was nowhere to be found in the front mountain, was Yuegong collecting it?

"Ayuan, there is a piece of paper stuck under the box." Zhang Xueming said.

Gong Yuanzheng turned it over and took a look, his eyes almost bursting with anger: "I found the secret of how the Wufeng assassin could fake his death for three days without feeling thirsty or hungry."

Zhang Xueming and Jin Tong came over to take a look. They saw a recipe written on the paper. The general idea was to use one coin of golden silkworm seeds and three coin of snow lotus embryo as the main ingredients to make a magical medicine that can ensure that the user will not starve to death or die of thirst if he does not drink a drop of water for three days and three nights. The recipe was made two years ago, and it should have been developed before Master Yue brought Yun Que back.

"Did Young Master Yue really help the assassin Wufeng to fake his death and escape from the palace, and even used the snow lotus embryo from the Snow Palace to make a magical medicine for the assassin Wufeng to eat?" A clear voice came from behind.

Gong Yuanzheng pointed at the words unhappily and said, "Can't you see for yourself? He just fed something to Wufeng the assassin when the people in the palace couldn't find it. How is he different from Gong Ziyu who went to Wanhua Tower to give money to Wufeng?

Oh, there is still a difference. At least Gong Ziyu didn't know that his confidante was a Wufeng assassin. But this bastard knew that the other party was a Wufeng assassin, and he had a love affair with the Wufeng assassin, betrayed him, and helped the other party escape from the palace... No, who are you! ? "

Gong Yuanzheng turned around suddenly and saw a young man standing behind him and Zhang Xueming. His eyes, as white as glass, were so clear that one could see through them at a glance. He wore white clothes and had black hair, with a dot of bright red diamond-shaped cinnabar between his eyebrows.