Pick up a dead man and bring him back

half year later.

Summer, Yangzhou.

There was a thin mist of rain in the hot and dry sky. It was still dark, and there were only a few small vendors on the street. The whole city was like a huge steamer.

The strange thing is that in such hot weather, there is a tightly sealed carriage, quietly driving on the road, with bells hanging on the four corners of the carriage, but there is no slight movement when walking, only the wind blows. Only then will the bell jingle.

The driver was a man in gray clothes and a huge bamboo hat. His face was completely hidden in the shadow of the bamboo hat. His facial features could not be seen clearly. Only the man's chin could be seen. The lines were straight and straight. Presumably his appearance would not be ugly.

The carriage stopped in front of a yard, and a crisp female voice came from inside the carriage: "Master, we're here."

I was woken up by Xiao Yin, and I knew I was in the position, but my whole body was too tired to pull myself up, so I called out to the people outside: "Nan Mo."

"Subordinate...I'm here." This person is still not used to being casual in front of me.

I frowned, ignored it, and said, "Hold me down."

Yes, hug.

Half a year ago, when I woke up, I found a body with extremely deep internal strength, and Uncle Yun beside me, and then I found that I was extremely afraid of the cold, and every other month, it would be like a cold poison attack, which was unspeakably cold , At this time, thin ice flowers will form all over my body. People with deep inner strength cannot enter my body, otherwise they will be swallowed up. Just like me, I will be covered in frost and be frozen to death.

And today happened to be the time when I had an attack. In fact, I had already had the sign of an attack when I was out of the cabinet to do business, but I couldn't ignore that matter, so I delayed it.

Every time I have a seizure, my whole body becomes stiff and I become very tired. After about three days, I usually get better, but when I have a seizure, I am like a baby, unable to take care of myself at all.

I don't know whether it was a blessing in disguise or a blessing in disguise.

Xiaoyin wrapped the best mink fur around my neck and asked Nanmo to come in and take me off the carriage. Xiaoyin stood by the side, opened an umbrella and held it above my head to prevent the rain from entering me body.

Occasionally, there will still be water droplets on my body, and frost will form in an instant, hanging on the clothes, white and hazy, like frost and fog in winter.

When I entered the yard, there was already someone waiting, with a sad face, seeming to be worried, staring at Nanmo, who carried me into the house, and put me in the hot water that had been prepared earlier.

"Xiao Yin, hurry up and call Uncle Yun." Nan Mo said.

After warming up for a while, I said, "What happened?"

Xiao Wen, the hall master of the first hall, came, and it must not be a trivial matter to choose me at this time.

"Pavilion Master, Shan Shiba has news."

My heart, which has been flat and disordered for half a year, suddenly missed a beat. I only felt sudden pain in my temples. I took a steady breath and said, "Where is he?"

I have asked myself this sentence countless times, but I have never gotten an answer.

When I opened my eyes half a year ago, I realized many things.

Shiba's indifference, Shiba's stupid loyalty, Shiba's appearance when he took me away at the end, and...

My fingers trembled, and I didn't know if it was cold, so I heard an answer from the other side, "I don't know yet, I just found someone who knows, this person..."

Moaning.

I understood, and said, "It's okay to say it straight."

"This man is highly skilled in martial arts, and he often comes and goes without a trace. We only found this man."

I moved my mouth but didn't speak, but Nanmo knew what I was thinking and answered for me: "The pavilion master is tired, the hall master should go back first, the pavilion master will decide on his own."

"Yes, this subordinate is retiring, and may the pavilion master be blessed with great blessings." Xiao Wen bowed and bowed respectfully, and withdrew.

Not long after, Uncle Yun came, and when I saw that it was him, my attention was suddenly distracted, and I became weaker and weaker, my back slipped, and I almost sat in the water, but fortunately, Nan Mo gave me a hand.

"Why did you do it so badly this time?" Uncle Yun fiddled with acupuncture and moxibustion, with blame on his face.

I smiled shamelessly and said, "I fell so badly, you don't know me yet, besides eating, I can only sleep, what else can I make trouble with?"

"You are poor, how can you fall like this?" The old man shook his head again and again, but I had no choice but to stick the needle for me honestly.

Uncle Yun is good at healing, although there is no ranking, but this old man has never failed to heal when he sees a doctor. The people in this "Yunyan Hall" are basically treated by Uncle Yun.

It is also the disease that Uncle Yun gave me a diagnosis. The conclusion is: Accumulated cold enters the body, which is equivalent to a terminal illness, and...the life will not last long.

I didn't feel much about it myself, but because this girl knew about it, she clamored to see a doctor for me every day, so she called in famous doctors—the conclusion was not much different from what Uncle Yun said. Depressed and cold, I finally refused to seek medical treatment. During the night of the attack, I always came to a cliff alone, as if winter had lived in my body, and I refused to leave for a long time. Most of my mind was chaotic, and I would think ten Eighth, I will also feel cold, and I will stay alone for three full days until the symptoms subside.

Until I discovered Nanmo.

—I got the name.As for what Nan Mo's original name was, he didn't say, and I didn't ask.

That day, I just saw how pitiful this man was standing on the edge of the edge, most of his white clothes were stained with blood. , but this person is full of loneliness. I don't know how to get it, so I think of Shiba.

Then, by accident, I knocked out this man and brought him back. He was seriously injured. I don’t know if it was because of Shiba. I took care of him myself. He opened his eyes for the first time. At that time, I told him: "I saved your life, but you have the right to choose to leave or stay, and you make your own choice."

He looked at me for a long time, with no waves in his eyes, as silent as a pool of stagnant water, and then, the man replied: "Stay."

I smiled and said, "Well, your name will be Nan Mo."

The name is to tell him: I don't care about your past.

Nan Mo drove me for a long time, and replied: "Thank you, Lord! I will have no other intentions in the future."

"No, call me Jun Ming."

"Yes! Lord!"

The corners of my eyes twitched, too lazy to emphasize.

Later, I built the "Yunyan Pavilion" - a department dedicated to collecting intelligence. In the beginning, there were only me, Nanmo, Xiaoyin, and Uncle Yun.

The original intention was just to find Shiba's trace and fight against Shan Cunzhi.

Shan Cunzhi never gave up looking for me, so I need to get away before he finds me, all of which require information.

In fact, it is mainly Nanmo. He seems to be very familiar with this industry and has his own industrial chain. To put it bluntly, I just intervene in his environment and rely on it for survival.

Yunyan Pavilion absorbed many self-employed businesses, and then became the scale it is today. As for their leader, the outside world only thinks it is Nanmo, because I will not participate in any activities that need to appear in front of the public. Nanmo will participate in it for me. ink.

Over time, Nanmo knew something about me and became my confidant.

Uncle Yun developed a set of acupuncture for me, which can relieve the symptoms. This acupuncture method was only developed in the last month. It is combined with medicinal soup. I don't know if it will work, but it will make me more drowsy.

I joked a few more words with Uncle Yun, concentrated my attention, and then said: "Uncle Yun, you really don't know about the eighteenth thing?"

Uncle Yun didn't even shake the hand holding the acupuncture, but he just replied with some helplessness: "Why can't you get past it for half a year?"

"How could such a big living person suddenly disappear?"

Yes, Shiba disappeared. During the period when I was in a coma, there was not even a shadow of the disappearance. No matter where I went to inquire in the future, there was no news of it.

Until a few days ago, a batch of lists were found. The list was the action list of Shanfu, and there was Shan Shiba in it.

"When I opened the door that morning, I saw Shiba hugging you and asked me to take good care of you, so he rode away on horseback."

"Really?" I always vaguely felt something was wrong, trying to find some clues from Uncle Yun's expression.

"Why are you lying to me! How old am I, old man!" Uncle Yun said as he pricked a needle into my body. !"

Forget it, now my life is being held by others?I'd better ask again at another time. As for the situation over there, after this period of time has passed, I will also go and have a look.

As long as there is a little bit of hope, I will not give up.

Never.

I pinched the edge of the wooden barrel hard, my eyes tearing apart - no matter what, this matter will not end like this.

I, Jun Ming, do not accept the idea of ​​disappearing!

Not at all acceptable.

"Pavilion Master!" Xiao Yin called me.

Then I tried Nanmo's touch on me a few times, and my vision gradually became clear. Uncle Yun was probably frightened, his complexion was not good, he threw away acupuncture, and shouted angrily: "You have to calm down! You have to calm down! How many times have I told you, you are sick, remember to be very happy and sad!"

I slowed down, supported Nanmo, rubbed the center of my brows, felt a chill, and said lightly: "It's about eighteen, I'm getting impatient, Uncle Yun, don't worry, I won't do it next time."

Yes, in order to save this life and find that person, you must be steady!