[System] I'm Xie Wuyuan, and I'm in favor of 4 taels

I love doing no-cost business so much! "

Guo Ziming was startled when he heard the words, and unconsciously clenched the stick in his hand.

Seven out of ten people in Chongzhou City had enemies with him, and the remaining three were hired by him.

And the beggars in Chongzhou City are [-]% against him.

These beggars were not originally beggars, but because of him, Guo Ziming, these people lost their families and became beggars.

Guo Ziming was not surprised that the beggars in Chongzhou would say such educated words, nor was he surprised that the beggars in Chongzhou knew that he was doing business without money.

After all, this is a beggar in Chongzhou.

Before becoming beggars, they may be scholars, wealthy businessmen, and more likely, escorts.

It's not surprising what you know, what you know.

What Guo Ziming cares about is that the visitor is not kind.

He has quite a few things for self-defense, but the most powerful one has been used on the third prince a few days ago, and in the next few days, the rest have been used a lot in a random manner. However, Guo Ziming didn't even have anything at hand, and he couldn't even take the opportunity to spread a handful of poisonous powder, so that he could take the opportunity to escape.

Guo Ziming could only secretly point the tip of the stick in his hand outside.

Secretly on guard

Sudden trouble.

However, the beggar seemed to have been on guard for a long time, and just jumped lightly to avoid Guo Ziming's attack.

"Small skills." The beggar's voice was hoarse, and he despised Guo Ziming's methods extremely.

Soon, the beggar proved with practical actions that Guo Ziming was indeed vulnerable.

In just seven or eight turns, Guo Ziming was tied tightly by the beggars and thrown to the ground.

"Master Guo," the beggar chuckled, and kicked Guo Ziming's face with his dirty feet, leaving a black mark, "I heard that King Qi Wei is looking for you? Tell me, if I hand you over—"

The beggar's words stopped abruptly, but Guo Ziming understood what he meant.

"Spare me, man," Guo Ziming begged for mercy in a hurry, "I have saved some private money over the years, if you don't mind, I will give you all the little ones!"

"Oh?" The beggar seemed quite moved when he heard the words. He pulled Guo Ziming up and squatted halfway in front of Guo Ziming. handprint, "How many?"

Guo Ziming was overjoyed when he saw that the beggar was willing to negotiate the price regardless of the previous grievances and grudges. He hesitated for a while and reported the number "four, no, 50 taels."

"Heh," the beggar laughed softly, and kicked Guo Ziming again, "Master Guo is so sincere, it seems that I should hand you over."

Guo Ziming was shocked, gritted his teeth, and reported his family property: "70 taels!"

The beggar chuckled again, "It seems that Chongzhou is full of oil and water, Mr. Guo is quite full."

Guo Ziming gritted his teeth: "As long as you pretend you haven't seen me, the 70 taels will be yours."

"Is that so?" the beggar asked back, looking indifferent, slowly brushing away the hair that was in front of him.

☆, out of town

Under the dirty hair, there was a cold face, and the young man sneered, "Guo Ziming, Wei Guo has been fighting for years, the treasury is empty, and the military salary is almost unable to be paid. You have so much private money in your hand, but you refuse to hand it over to Wei. Guo, ah, let me think about it, you just said 70, right? Tsk tsk, it’s already catching up with Wei Guo’s total income for a year—”

"If Your Majesty knows that his number one adviser secretly hid so much money behind his back, tsk tsk, I'm afraid you won't be able to keep your title of "first adviser"."

The young man was quite complacent, and suddenly thought of something, he couldn't stop laughing.

"Guo Ziming, tell me, will His Majesty let you take your 70 yuan to reward the armed forces?"

Guo Ziming saw the person coming, and immediately flew into a rage: "Lang Zishi, you are a wolf-hearted dog. His Majesty sent you to help me. If something goes wrong, it's fine if you don't come to save me. You son of a bitch, you even came to tease me!" I?!"

"Don't worry," the young man pulled him up and untied him, "I'm a son of a bitch, so what are you? A bitch? Father?"

Guo Ziming was in a hurry.

"Besides, am I here?" The young man uttered the last two words very slowly, "Teacher."

Day two.

Chongzhou city gate.

Ren Yuxing, the guard guarding the gate, carefully compared the portraits one by one, for fear of letting go of Guo Ziming, a bastard who killed thousands of knives.

A young man with a hard expression and a frosty expression, dressed in brocade clothes, riding a tall horse, waited in line to leave the city.

The guard Ren Yuxing stopped him and checked carefully for a while, um, the eyes are not the same, the face shape is not the same, the mouth is not the same, and the height is not the same.

OK, pass. "Next!"

"Thank you." The young man handed over a red envelope expressionlessly, but the guard Ren Yuxing didn't take it.

It's a joke, Jing Mo Jing Da's bodyguard has blistered his mouth in a hurry to arrest people these two days, how dare he, a little bodyguard, accept the red envelope quietly handed over by others at such a time.

After the young man left, another guard guarding the gate said, "Tsk tsk, that red envelope is not small."

Ren Yuxing who didn't accept the red envelope: "Hehe, at this time, you still dare to accept the red envelope, do you think you're dying?"

The guard thought for a while, and thought the same, "However, the horse that that man is riding is really tall, it doesn't look like our Daliang's horse."

Ren Yuxing gave a "hmm" and then checked the next passerby, "It's a specialty of the Wei state. It is said that it was introduced from the Turks, and it is good at fighting."

"Tsk, but that young man doesn't look like a man who can fight, such a big stallion," another guard didn't know what to imagine, and sighed, "I heard that this kind of war horse is so capable. Tsk tsk, these rich people have really strong tastes."

Ren Yuxing gave him a blank look, and continued to look for someone according to the portrait.

Suburbs.

Lang Zishi rode a tall horse and walked to the dense forest outside Chongzhou City.

He deliberately looked around and found that there was indeed no one coming, so he turned over and got off the horse.

"No one, you can come out now." Lang Zishi kicked the tall horse unceremoniously.

The horse, which was originally walking on four legs, now raised its two front legs and stood upright.

"What's the matter? Want to put your hoof on?!" Lang Zishi sneered.

After a while, a head popped out of the horse's stomach.

arm.

leg.

body.

In just one stick of incense, the originally tall horse turned into a whole horse hide and a few big bones.

Guo Ziming touched the blood on his face with disgust.

Lang Zishi chuckled, and looked at him with folded arms: "I haven't asked you for the money for the war horse yet, what do you dislike?"

Guo Ziming was able to get out of the city with Lang Zishi, and he was short of breath at the moment, so he could only murmur: "It's nothing."

Lang Zishi threw him a purse: "Go back quickly, Your Majesty wants to see you, it's too late to go back, be careful that he really wants you to reward the three armies."

"There are quite a few people in the armed forces, thinking about your face, hoping that you will open your thighs to them."

Guo Ziming took the scented purse, and yesterday he was thinking of dumping Lang Zishi into pieces after returning to China, but today he was being favored by Lang Zi, Guo Ziming smiled wryly: "You, take care."

Lang Zishi said a casual "hmm" and urged him to leave: "Hurry up and get out."

Guo Ziming hesitated for a moment, but still asked: "Aren't you going back with me?"

"I have something to do." Lang Zishi only said two words.

It wasn't until Guo Ziming's figure completely disappeared into the dense forest that Lang Zishi let out a long sigh.

Let's talk about Fan Jinghui offering a huge reward, saying that when the counselors around the third prince were chasing after the prefect of Chongzhou, in order to block the arrows for the third prince, they were killed in the moon, but they didn't say it was Xie Wuyuan, for fear of something unexpected.

The third prince was also running around.

Xie Wuyuan became thinner and thinner day by day, but the news he sent fell into the sea.

Another day.

Xie Wuyuan was lying on the bed, struggling with the pain in his heart.

"You actually help the third prince to block arrows?!" The system circled around Xie Wuyuan three times, "I almost thought it was the first day I met you, tsk tsk."

Although Xie Wuyuan was physically injured, he was still in good spirits: "Why did I help the third prince block arrows, don't you know?"

The system was stunned: "I really don't know."

Xie Wuyuan gave a "tsk" and recalled carefully, "Well, you really shouldn't know that you were in a coma at that time and were busy upgrading."

"Oh?" The system became interested when he heard it, "So why did you help him block arrows?"

Xie Wuyuan chuckled lightly: "Secret."

Besides, in order to find an antidote for Xie Wuyuan, Fan Jinghui made a big fuss, but he didn't dare to directly say that Xie Wuyuan was poisoned, for fear that someone with a heart would cause trouble. When the father heard this, his heart skipped a beat, and he thought it was his son who died of a stroke, so he ran around in a hurry, asking for medicine and prescriptions.

He Heren also heard a lot of rumors in the capital.

At the beginning, He He's heart skipped a beat, he was afraid that something happened to Xie Wuyuan.

After thinking about it later, Xie Wuyuan has always been used to manipulating behind the scenes, and when it comes to establishing a reserve, Xie Wuyuan has long made up his mind not to stand on anyone's team——

Well, even if Xie Wuyuan is in the third prince's camp—after all, everyone watched Xie Wuyuan get into the third prince's carriage with his own eyes, that's okay—

However, Xie Wuyuan will not block arrows for others.

In the process of hunting down the prefect, he blocked an arrow for the third prince——

This is about Fei Hefeng, or Fan Jinghui.

Even if Xie Wuyuan has such a good skill, he is not a person who will block arrows for others.

Ah.

If one day, Xie Wuyuan can block arrows for others, then Xie Wuyuan will not be Xie Wuyuan.

Although He He was sure that the person was not Xie Wuyuan, he still paid attention to the news from Chongzhou.

It wasn't until Fan's father started running around begging for prescriptions that He He's hanging heart completely returned to his stomach.

Well, it really wasn't Xie Wuyuan.

As long as it is not Xie Wuyuan, the life and death of others has nothing to do with him.

In the blink of an eye, fifteen days have passed.

Even the system that had been pretending to be dead was in a hurry, desperately urging Xie Wuyuan to roll the dice.

Xie Wuyuan endured heart-wrenching pain every night, how could he still have that kind of leisure time, not to mention, with his current physical strength, it is impossible to stay in the gambling house for a whole day.

But it was a waste of effort.

Thinking of this, Xie Wuyuan coughed up another mouthful of blood.

The third prince was so anxious that he wished to replace him with his own body, with several blisters on his mouth, he guarded Xie Wuyuan non-stop every day.

Seeing the third prince's increasingly pale face, Xie Wuyuan stretched out his hand to caress the corners of the third prince's upturned eyes, grinned reluctantly, and comforted him: "Okay, don't cry."

After a long while, he suddenly remembered something, Xie Wuyuan smiled lightly, "Now, you don't have to worry that I will forget you."

"I was never afraid of death before. I always felt that after I died, I could be with those friends forever, and I no longer need to be regarded as a different kind and point fingers."

"Now? Why don't you think so?"

"Because I'm afraid you'll never see me again."

"Whether I see you or not, I will love you the same."

"But if you don't see me, you will never remember me again."

The third prince couldn't hold it anymore, tears welled up in his eyes: "I'd rather you forget me in the future!"

Xie Wuyuan sighed softly, embraced the third prince's head, aimed at the third prince's forehead, and kissed it lightly.

Another day.

Fan Jinghui finally received a message.

The servants trotted from the door all the way to the lobby, yelling, "My lord, someone has finally revealed the list, finally someone has revealed the list!"

Fan Jinghui stopped him and asked him carefully.

The servants answered one by one.

It turned out that the person who unveiled the list was called Wei Yuanzheng, the county magistrate next door, he was quite upright and looked reliable.

After listening to the servant's description, Fan Jinghui had a similar understanding of this person, and felt that he was not here to disrupt the situation, so he ordered his servants to prepare tea and snacks, and prepared to receive Wei Yuanzheng, who unveiled the list, in the Qiwei Palace.

It wasn't that Fan Jinghui was acting on his behalf, the third prince had been by Xie Wuyuan's side recently, and he didn't have the time to take care of these trivial matters at all.

This is the real fear every day, today will be the last day between Xie Wuyuan and the third prince.

Fan Jinghui and Fei Hefeng have been handling all the affairs of the Qiwei Palace since the third prince moved in, including the handover of military power, handling of miscellaneous matters and so on.

Fan Jinghui came to the hall, and Wei Yuanzheng was waiting there early in the morning.

Wei Yuan was looking at about 40 years old, with a bookish and upright look on his face. Fan Jinghui felt that this was a decent person just by his appearance.

"Mr. Wei has any request, but it's okay to say." Fan Jinghui saw that Wei Yuanzheng had been silent for a long time, and he only thought that this person wanted the lion to open his mouth, so he said.

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☆、There is reincarnation in the world

Wei Yuan was putting down the teacup in his hand, with a serious face: "I don't have any demands, I just came to meet friends and catch up on the old days."

Fan Jinghui frowned, the information handed over by the people below said that Wei Yuanzheng was the second best in the same year as Xie Wuyuan.

friend?Could it be Xie Wuyuan?

But Wei Yuanzheng is taking the road of donating officials, his ancestral home is in Youzhou, and he has no connection with Xie Wuyuan for half a copper coin at all!

Xie Wuyuan got out of Miaohong's exam, step by step, if he was a classmate, but Xie Wuyuan was a boy student who was taking the exam in Nanhuai, and Wei Yuan was a boy student who was taking the exam in Youzhou, how could it be the friendship of classmates studying together? !

What's more, Daliang Chao didn't need to go to private schools to attend classes since he was a child, so naturally he wouldn't have any friends anymore, a classmate said.

As for the other people in this room, he, Fan Jinghui and Fei Hefeng were born as companions of the prince, not to mention the third prince, as for Jing Mo, he also grew up in the palace since he was a child, and the rest of the guards were without father or mother. The orphan, so calculated, it is impossible for this Wei Yuanzheng to be the friend that Wei Yuanzheng said.

"I don't know the friend Mr. is talking about—" Fan Jinghui asked.

"Of course it's Young Master Xie," Wei Yuanzheng answered, "If it wasn't for him being the one who died this month, I definitely wouldn't wade into this muddy water."

Muddy waters?

Fan Jinghui smiled wryly.

Right,

Isn't the current situation in Daliang Dynasty just muddy water?

The emperor just ordered the princes to rely on their own abilities, and the princes really have to rely on their abilities.

Ha ha.

Isn't it good to properly manage the fief?Why do you have to engage in these assassinations and assassinations!

"Sir, wait a moment, I'll send someone to tell Mr. Xie." While talking, Fan Jinghui pointed to a maid to go to Xie Wuyuan's room to announce that there was a visitor.

Wei Yuanzheng responded casually.

Wei Yuanzheng was not on the list that Xie Wuyuan sent the news to.

But his jurisdiction is not far from Chongzhou, and Fan Jinghui offered a huge reward. He also heard about it, but that's all.He didn't take it to heart at all, the counselors of the third prince and the warriors of the second prince are nothing good, they are all bullying goods, it's just right to die, and everything will be settled once and for all.

If he was the counselor of the Fourth Prince, maybe Wei Yuanzheng would pay more attention, after all, the nobleman who helped him has always been very close to the He family.

Later, I didn't know what happened. When I passed by the servant's room once, I heard the discussion about Fan Jinghui looking for a doctor with great fanfare. After inquiring carefully, it turned out that that person had been looking for the antidote for Yue Wangsan these days. Although Wei Yuanzheng was puzzled, why did this person suddenly run from the camp of the fourth prince to the camp of the third prince? Sex, but it's not so casual.

Confused, Wei Yuanzheng immediately mobilized all his strength, asked everyone who could, mobilized everyone to help, and tried to find the antidote to Yuezhuan within five days.

Wei Yuanzheng had students all over the world, and he was a good person.

Of course, if it wasn't because he was a good person, he wouldn't be able to meet the nobleman he was destined for. If the nobleman didn't help, he, Wei Yuanzheng, wouldn't be where he is now. Now that the nobleman is in trouble, of course he, Wei Yuanzheng, can't sit idly by.

If the nobleman hadn't pointed out a clear path at the beginning, and sent a servant to send 1000 taels of silver notes, Wei Yuanzheng would have been just a wife teaching dudes in his life, an old boy who failed the provincial examination in this life!

What dreams, what ideals, everything is nonsense.

Yes, Wei Yuanzheng was the master of Nanhuai back then.

Xie Wuyuan set up a fortune-telling stall, and when he was a magic stick, he met Mr. Nanhuai.

Master Nanhuai is really like what Xie Wuyuan said, when he ended up in the competition, he won the second-class in the guild examination, was awarded a Jinshi background, and was assigned to a county to be the county magistrate.

In the past five or six years, the official has not been promoted much, but many people have been saved.

In this world, there are always some people who insist on truth and justice, such as Master Nanhuai.

But these insignificant persistence will burst out with dazzling light at the most critical moment.

Like now.

Xie Wuyuan begged for half a month, but got no news.

As for Wei Yuanzheng, after only asking for a long time, an old man came to visit him immediately.

The old man was dressed barefoot and shirtless, and he didn't have any vain courtesy. He said directly: "My lord, I heard that a friend of yours has been poisoned and is visiting good doctors. You can ask him to go to Yunyang Mountain. There is a doctor there. Doctor, you can bring the dead back to life, and there is such a thing as the Moon Death Fragrance, which I heard can also be cured."

When Wei Yuanzheng heard this, he was overjoyed and hurriedly bowed to the end: "Thank you for this benefactor."

The old man was taken aback, and quickly waved his hands: "My lord, please don't, you are our benefactor! Great benefactor!"

"Let me tell you, I'm from Lijia Village. A few years ago, the prince from the next county came to our village's ancestral hall. He insisted on buying it, but we didn't sell it, so he went to it noisy. Court, thanks to you, we can protect the ancestors of our old Li Village!"

Wei Yuanzheng thought about it for a while, and then remembered that incident: "I'm just doing things impartially, and I can't be called a benefactor."

The old man shook his head: "An official who can act impartially is a good official."

Wei Yuanzheng immediately sent someone to Yunyang Mountain to verify.

No, after discovering that there was indeed such a person in Yunyang Mountain, Wei Yuanzheng hurried over from Lin County, in order not to delay Xie Wuyuan's treatment.

Xie Wuyuan listened to the maid's reply at the beginning, he didn't want to go out very much, and the third prince didn't want him to go out either, Xie Wuyuan is very weak now and needs to rest well.

However, it was a clue after all, the third prince asked the maid to lead the way, and went to the lobby by himself.

As soon as Fan Jinghui turned his head, he saw the third prince coming in person. Wei Yuanzheng looked at the situation, and immediately thought like a mirror, this third prince is quite impressive.

It's just that Xie Wuyuan was the one who met him, so after the notification, the third prince came out.

Tsk, the Buddha said, don't say it, don't say it.

Wei Yuan was hurriedly getting up to greet him.

The third prince raised his hand in vain to help, and only let Wei Yuanzheng do a half-respect: "I heard from the servant girl that the master knows how to unravel the fragrance of the moon's death?"

Wei Yuanzheng let out a "hmm" and told all the things he had investigated: "A few days ago someone came to me and said that there was a doctor on Yunyang Mountain, known as the 'Old Immortal', who was good at all kinds of difficult and miscellaneous diseases, and brought him back to life several times. , so I sent someone to investigate, and this is the person's information."

Wei Yuan was taking out the documents from his sleeve and pushing them over.

The third prince was very excited when he heard the words, but he was afraid that the joy would be in vain, so he secretly suppressed the excitement in his heart, took the information handed over by Wei Yuanzheng, and quickly glanced at it.

According to the materials, there are as many as thirty or forty sheets of stories about the "old gods" on Yunyang Mountain who healed diseases and saved lives.

Each case has a specific date, which family and which person, what disease, how to cure, very detailed.

As for the matters related to the "Old Immortal" itself, most of them are only briefly mentioned, or even mentioned, what kind of person the "Old Immortal" is, what he looks like, and his approximate age, all of which are not mentioned.

And the information about where the "old god" lives is not very detailed, only know that it is on Yunyang Mountain.

The third prince frowned, unhappy in his heart, but he didn't get angry, because the third prince also knew that the reason for the lack of information was probably because Wei Yuanzheng was busy verifying the truth just after hearing the news, and came to report the letter to Xie Wuyuan. The reason why I had time to inquire carefully.

In addition to the above information, there is one more thing mentioned in the information——

The "Old Immortal" on Yunyang Mountain never sees a doctor, and those who want to see him must come in person.

Even if you have died, you have to carry it up to Yunyang Mountain, otherwise the "old god" will beat you out regardless of who you are, and you will never be cured.

The third prince looked carefully, with a look of great concern.

Wei Yuanzheng was amazed in his heart.

Xie Wuyuan really doesn't lose the face of a dandy, originally thought it was just a gambler, bold, but unexpectedly, he even learned [-]% of the flair.

Fan Jinghui said that Xie Wuyuan was the counselor of the third prince, but looking at it, he might not be a counselor, but more like a guest in the curtain.

They just don't know if the boy from the He family who accompanied Xie Wuyuan to study is still there.

Gee.

Hugging left and right or something.

Wei Yuan was shaking these weird thoughts out of his mind, he didn't understand the world of young people, and he didn't want to understand.

Wei Yuanzheng did not see Xie Wuyuan until the end.

The third prince only said that if the "Old Immortal" of Yunyang Mountain could really cure Xie Wuyuan, then he would definitely visit him some other day.

Wei Yuanzheng was amazed in his heart, the behavior of the third prince had completely merged Xie Wuyuan and the third prince into one, and his every move could be called a model for those imperial wives who refuse to see guests for their husbands.

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The next morning.

The boy who inquired about the news, Fei Ge sent a letter, saying that there was indeed such a famous doctor on Yunyang Mountain.

The third prince, who hadn't slept all night, immediately started to pack his things and arrange related matters: "Fei Hefeng, you and Fan Jinghui stay in the fief and take charge of the disaster relief in Chongzhou. Go to Yunyang Mountain."

Along the way, the third prince and his subordinates inquired many ways, and finally came to the foot of Yunyang Mountain.

Xie Wuyuan lay sleepily on the carriage, this was the No.19 day when he passed away in the middle of the month.

It's not that there is no way out, it's just that the letter Xie Wuyuan sent to the Xie Mansion has not received any reply so far.

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I can finally celebrate the birthday of the motherland, happy!

Happy National Day!

I have a question, I remember I wrote "Father Xie told Xie Wuyuan, and when Xie Wujiang returns to the capital, the three of us will chat together", but I couldn't find it after searching for a long time. Someone remembers which episode it was. ?

To be honest, I buried this foreshadowing for a long time, but when it came time to use it, I couldn’t find it, and there was no one left. =

☆、Yunyang Mountain

From day No. 15, Xie Wuyuan began to be unable to sleep all night long. His whole body was in excruciating pain. During the day, there was no hindrance, just like a normal person. A good person can't stand such a toss, and his spirit must be depressed.

Xie Wuyuan has basically been catching up on sleep during the day for the past few days, today he was quite bumpy in the carriage, he couldn't rest well at all, and he couldn't fall asleep at all, the lack of sleep made him even more lethargic.

The carriage stopped at the foot of the mountain.

A woodcutter blocked the way of the third prince and his party: "Are you going to the mountain?"

Under the signal of Jing Mo, Ren Yuxing took a step forward and came out to reply: "Old man, we are looking for the old fairy, do you know how to get there?"

The old woodcutter laughed "hehe" twice, and kept looking back and forth between Ren Yuxing, Jing Mo and the carriage behind them.

Ren Yuxing greeted and sent him off in Chongzhou City. Although he was just a small guard before, he was also a fine young guard. Otherwise, he would not have been picked by Jing Mo to accompany the third prince.

Ren Yuxing immediately understood the sight of the old woodcutter looking back and forth, and immediately took out a money bag and handed it over.

The old woodcutter shook the weight of the purse, opened it again, and then let out a "hum" and showed them the way angrily: "The wandering doctors on the top of the mountain don't like to be disturbed by others, especially, don't like to be disturbed." If you are willing to see a doctor for a rich and powerful family, yes, don’t look blindly, what you are talking about is a beast in clothes like you. If you really want to invite that wandering doctor to treat the person in the car, you must let the patient get out of the carriage and drive along. Follow this road and walk up the mountain step by step, you can't let others do it for you, and you must be sincere, and you can't speak ill of a doctor, or you won't see him."

Ren Yuxing was extremely embarrassed when he heard it, rich and powerful, well-dressed and beastly, but it was difficult to refute, so he could only answer yes again and again.

Perhaps it was Ren Yuxing's more sincere attitude that moved the old woodcutter. Anyway, in the end the old woodcutter picked up his firewood and added a sentence while going down the mountain:

"There are many traps on the mountain, and it's dangerous everywhere. It's not a place for rich and noble people like you to come and play. Young man, go back quickly. What's more, birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature, and many people's lives are taken for the sake of a dying person. Not worth it."

The third prince and his party of eight people didn't pay attention to what the old woodcutter said later.

The third prince jumped out of the carriage and began to arrange the route into the mountain.

"Jing Mo, bring a few people to stand guard around the carriage," Jing Mo responded, and the third prince casually appointed four or five guards, "You guys, follow me up the mountain."

"You want to go up the mountain alone?" Xie Wuyuan heard the arrangement of the third prince and opened the curtain of the car.

"Yes." The third prince turned his head and looked fixedly at Xie Wuyuan.

In Danfeng's eyes of the third prince, various emotions were mixed, from helplessness, compromise, longing, to seriousness, responsibility, and hard work. Xie Wuyuan even felt that he could feel it just by looking at each other like this. The prince's affection for him.

Xie Wuyuan chuckled, and asked knowingly: "Why? That person said just now, you don't take me up the mountain, it's impossible."

"There is always a solution to things. Your body cannot climb such a high mountain." The third prince looked at Xie Wuyuan intently, and asked him: "Why do you think I have to go up the mountain alone?"

Xie Wuyuan got off the car, "Then I can't let you go alone."

"What's more, that person just now," Xie Wuyuan compared his hand, "has a problem."

"How to say?" The third prince frowned slightly, with a serious expression.

If the woodcutter on Yunyang Mountain cannot be trusted, then the doctor on Yunyang Mountain may not be trustworthy either.

Xie Wuyuan stretched out his hand, took the third prince's hand again, and showed it to the third prince, "Look, because I use a dagger for a long time, the palm of my hand will be rough, and your hand, because you hold a pen all the time , There will be calluses on the knuckles of the ring finger."

Xie Wuyuan spoke in a hurry, and coughed in a low voice after finishing speaking, the third prince hurriedly gave him some comfort, Xie Wuyuan waved his hand, "It's all right."

"Different people have different hands."

"Because the woodcutter chops wood all the year round, the strength of his arms has been exercised. There should be muscles in the elbows and arms. Moreover, the backs and palms of the hands are rougher. The voice should also be rougher."

"I was in the car just now, and I heard the woodcutter talking, and his voice was quite quiet. The words were not vulgar." Xie Wuyuan said halfway, and began to frown again, and the dizziness in his body became more and more serious.

"That's right!" Ren Yuxing suddenly realized, and interjected: "The woodcutter's hand! He took my purse, and I felt like there was something wrong, but I didn't remember it. Now that Mr. Xie reminded me, I remembered it! "

"I guarded the gate of Chongzhou City for five days. I saw not one thousand hands, but eight hundred hands. I also saw a lot of hands of the woodcutter. The backs of the hands were not as white as the man just now. Then Tender!"

"Well," Xie Wuyuan calmed down, and continued Ren Yuxing's words, "When you handed him the money bag, I took a special look at it. The woodcutter's palms shouldn't be as smooth as that man's, with calluses on them. nothing."

"So," the third prince stopped and stared at Xie Wuyuan intently, "Shall we go up the mountain?"

Xie Wuyuan chuckled lightly: "Come on," the right hand was intertwined with the third prince's left hand, fingers interlaced, "I always have to try," Xie Wuyuan lowered his voice, and leaned into the third prince's ear, "It's very comfortable to sleep with you in my arms." , I want to hug him for a few more years."

What's more, if there is no mistake in guessing, Xie Wuyuan seems to have a general judgment on the identity of that person.

In any case, it is not hostile.

Even if it is not friendly, it is neutral.

Besides the old woodcutter, Ren Yuxing watched the old woodcutter go down the mountain, but in fact, just like the old woodcutter himself said, there are organs everywhere on this mountain, he just took a few steps casually, entered It's just an organ array.

The old woodcutter stayed inside the formation, and the mechanism formation was clearly visible from the outside, but the inside could not be seen from the outside.

Staying five steps away from Xie Wuyuan and his party, the old woodcutter watched the conversation of the third prince and his party at close range.

"Well," the old woodcutter nodded, "this young man who died in the middle of the moon is a decent guy, but it's a pity, alas, he was born at an untimely time——"

A group of people began to climb the mountain.

Although the old woodcutter mentioned that there are many traps on the mountain, everyone should be careful, lest they step on the traps accidentally and trigger hidden weapons.

However, the "organs" in the old woodcutter's mouth did not refer to crossbows and back arrows, but formations.

The reason why the wandering doctor on Yunyang Mountain is called the "Old Immortal" is because of his superb medical skills, and because this mountain is too weird. Maybe walking down the mountain.

What's even more frightening is that you've been climbing the mountain until you reach the end, but you appear at the foot of the mountain.

These are not something low-level organs such as crossbows and hidden arrows can do.

Xie Wuyuan had a rough estimate of the old woodcutter's identity in his heart before, and it was also because he saw the formation on this mountain.

Sky hook array.

There are twists and turns, everywhere.Accidentally stepped on a foot, the hook pierced into the bone, heart-piercing, unforgettable.

Well, "keep bone" is literally "keep bone", the mind is that you can't climb up in your life, the mountain is there, the road is there, you keep going up, keep going up, and finally reach the foot of the mountain.

Scared to death, okay?

The two major characteristics of the Skyhook Formation are that it is densely packed and hard to guard against;

Even an expert who understands formations, at first glance, will only feel that this formation is out of all formations, very ordinary, the same as the formation used to catch fireflies at the door, and has no lethality.

Xie Wuyuan could see that it was a skyhook formation, not because Xie Wuyuan's eyes were so good and how thoroughly he studied the formation, the reason why Xie Wuyuan could recognize it was only because he noticed that the woodcutter's steps down the mountain were strange.

Generally speaking, in order to save energy, woodcutters usually go down the mountain in a zigzag shape or go straight down. However, this woodcutter jumped two steps every three steps and took a step back every five steps. Cooperating with the pace, the woodcutter also hummed a song casually to cover it up, but this "three two five one" feature is too obvious, so obvious that Xie Wuyuan couldn't ignore it.

"Array, Zhenye."

"I have been studying formations for decades... only the sky hook and the ground trap can't be broken..."

"The skyhook has infinite changes, but 'into three jumps and two, the first five to retreat one' is the basis,... Although it cannot be broken, it can be recognized."

—— "Notes of the Ancestors of the Xie Family"

Well, that's right, those military books in Xie's study.

#knowledge is power#

#Know more, see more, live longer#

#Live long, can understand more, see widely#

Xie Wuyuan thought about it, but still didn't tell the third prince about it.

For one thing, behind the Xie family's ancestors' notes, there are many things that are actually considered secret. To be honest, the emperor of the Liang Dynasty may not know about those things. After all, the current one was just a prince at the beginning.

Secondly, since there is even a "Sky Hook Formation" here, there might also be a hidden formation or something.

The other party thought it was "the enemy is clear and we are dark", but in fact, they were the real "enemy is clear and we are dark".

This kind of short-term strategic advantage, if used well, can actually poke