Uncle Shi is always fine

Chapter 36

Zhuge Huang looked like an angry little daughter-in-law, looked at Gu Yunheng aggrievedly, saw that he didn't even give him a straight face, sighed and said: "Your Taoist is good at recuperating, so I just went out first."

Following Yan Sijue, wandering around in the huge Valley of Sadness, Zhuge Chung imagined countless times that this man took him to a dark dungeon and taught him a lesson with a fly whisk.

Unexpectedly, Yan Sijue took him to a room that looked like a study, and sat down at the table.

Zhuge Huang didn't dare to move, and stood obediently opposite him, with his gaze lowered. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of his right hand holding the handle of the dust whisk on his left elbow. The whisk was just placed on the table, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Who are you, the owner of Tianji City?"

Sentences without emotion, like a series of firecrackers, exploded in Zhuge Huang's ears.

Zhuge Huang was dumbfounded, and denied it flatly: "What kind of Tianji City, I have never heard of it."

Yan Sijue said: "If it wasn't for the blood relatives of the Lord of Tianji City, how could he learn to see the world?"

Zhuge Chung had never heard of this statement before, and was taken aback by Yan Sijue.The man's eyes were cold and stern, with unquestionable determination, he swallowed Zhuge Chung's heart trembling with embarrassment, and swallowed back the forceful words on his lips, drooping his head, and said listlessly: "He is my father."

father?

Yan Sijue was slightly taken aback, Mu Pingle, the lord of Tianji City, had two sons under his knees, they were called Mu Zhen and Mu Kong respectively, Zhuge Huang is also his son?Why never heard of it.

Zhuge Huang's follow-up words cleared up his confusion: "My mother is neither a concubine nor a concubine, and until she dies, she is just a maidservant." After speaking, she stared at the ground with an unhappy expression.

It turned out to be an illegitimate child, no wonder he had to be surnamed Mu, it should have followed his mother's surname.The name, on the other hand, used the initials of bamboo from the Mu family's generation.

It is not uncommon for famous people to do this kind of thing, Yan Si listened to it and said: "What is the purpose of you pretending to be a person from Tianbeigu?"

purpose?

Zhuge Chung was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and said: "No purpose. Fellow Daoist asked me which faction I belong to, I don't want to have anything to do with Tianji City, just talking nonsense is the Valley of Sadness."

Yansi said nothing, his eyes lingered on Zhuge Huang, making Zhuge Huang subconsciously straighten his back for no reason, to make himself tougher, and in this way to increase the credibility of what he said.

The other party held his head upright and confidently, showing no sign of guilt, Tian Beigu was not affected in any way, Yan Sijue believed him for once.

Suddenly, a white-clothed disciple stumbled in and ran in: "Master Gu! Han, Manager Han woke up!"

Yan Sijue's expression was like a candle being lit in a flash, he stood up abruptly, and said in surprise, "Really?" He was so excited that he knocked over his seat.

The white-clothed disciple said happily: "Really! One or two words have popped up intermittently."

Not caring so much, Yan Sijue left Zhuge Huang and went out with the disciple in white. He walked fast and disappeared from Zhuge Huang's sight in a blink of an eye.

Zhuge Chung, who was left hanging in the study room, was puzzled for a moment, Shao Qing, couldn't help guessing: If you are so worried, what does this manager Han have to do with Master Yan Gu?Is it also a good friend?

Curiosity broke out, Zhuge Huang couldn't wait, and followed up in two steps in three steps.

Fortunately, the Valley of Sadness was wide open, so when I went out and looked around, I saw Yan Sijue's back.Zhuge Huang quickened his pace to catch up, and followed him into a wing room.

As soon as we got close to the wing room, we could smell a strong smell of medicine. When we walked into the room, all the sense of smell was directly occupied by various Chinese medicinal herbs.

Zhuge Chun rubbed his nose, not used to the smell.

There was a man lying on the couch in the wing room. He looked like an upright young man, but was tortured by the disease, his face was haggard, and his whole body was extremely weak.

Standing beside the bed were two white-clothed disciples and a white-haired old man who had been taking care of Manager Han these days.

Yan Sijue walked directly to his bed, and saw the person lying on the bed opened a gap in his eyes, his face was a little excited, and he said in a slightly raised tone, "Mengze, are you awake?"

Han Mengze smiled weakly, his voice hoarse and deep: "Think...Think..." A weak hand stretched out from under the trembling quilt, and his eyes were full of joy.

Yan Sijue was startled for a moment, his incredulous expression flashed, and was immediately replaced by joy. He stretched out his hands and wanted to firmly hold the sick hand.

Zhuge Huang who was standing by the door understood immediately, he shouted so intimately, with that look in his eyes, he must have an affair!Suddenly, there was a sound of swift footsteps, and when he looked back, he saw a woman walking with a big belly, followed by a maidservant.

The woman looked about the same age as Zhuge Huang, she passed Zhuge Huang without looking sideways, fell to the side of the bed, held Han Mengze's hand tightly, and her voice was already crying: "Husband, you finally woke up. If you don't wake up again , what should Sisi do? And the baby in my belly, what should I do?"

Han Mengze's hoarse voice struggled to squeeze out three words: "Yes, no, get up." His eyes moved from Yu Sisi to Yan Sijue, and finally fell back to Yu Sisi.

Yu Sisi hastily wiped away her tears, and smiled: "You and I, husband and wife, why bother to see each other like this. Just wake up, just wake up."

Han Mengze shook his head, opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he lost his energy, his eyes went dark, and he passed out again.

Seeing this, the white-haired old man hurried forward to check.

Yu Sisi was startled, turned her head to look at Yan Sijue, and shouted nervously: "Brother, what happened to Mengze? Didn't you wake up? Why did you faint again?"

The white-haired old man withdrew his hand, sighed, shook his head and said, "This medicine doesn't work either, it can only temporarily wake up Guanshi Han for a while. If he wants to recover, he must use Nine Turns Ningwei Pill."

Jiuzhuan Ning Micropill?

Zhuge Huang was stunned for a moment, he had heard of this medicine before, it was found in Tianji City!

Yan Sijue frowned, and seeing Yu Sisi's ashen face, he comforted her and said, "Junior Sister, you are about to give birth, pay attention to your body, and don't be too sad."

"How can this make me not sad?" Yu Sisi shook her head slowly, her beautiful eyes gradually turning red, "Jiuzhuanning Micropill was developed by Tianji City, it has been passed down from generation to generation for thousands of years, and it has never been leaked. Sad Valley has never had any contact with Tianji City. The senior brother asked for it last time, but was rejected by Tianji City. Later, in order to find a medicine with similar effects, he was seriously injured. Now, Dr. Sun said that the medicine could not completely wake up my husband. "Yu Sisi paused and said, "I'm afraid, I'm afraid my husband..."

I'm afraid Han Mengze has no cure.

Before he finished speaking, he let out a cry and began to cry.

Everyone knew what she hadn't said.For a moment, everyone's face was sad, except Zhuge Huang.

Zhuge Huang is not from the Valley of Heaven's Sadness, and he doesn't know anything about the events in the Valley of Heaven's Sadness.He originally thought that Yan Sijue and Han Mengze were a Taoist couple, but he didn't realize that he had made a joke until Yu Sisi broke in suddenly. Yan Si definitely recognized it as Yu Sisi.

Everyone in the room was full of sorrow, Yan Sijue managed to persuade Yu Sisi to go back to rest, and then asked the white-haired old man: "Doctor Sun, if there is no Jiuzhuan Ningwei Pill, how long can my junior brother last?"

Dr. Sun stroked his white beard and said, "At most fifteen days."

Yan Sijue nodded: "I see, Dr. Sun will have to worry about it for the fifteenth day."

With that said, he turned and left.Passing by Zhuge Huang, he glanced at him coldly.

Zhuge Chun thought, he is from Tianji City, maybe he can get the medicine.But thinking about it again, since he chose to leave that day, he never thought about going back.Yan Sijue looked at him like that, did he just want to ask him for medicine?How is he going to deal with it?

The eloquent Zhuge Huang stammered for the first time: "I——"

If he refuses, will Yan Sijue whip him again?Although Fuchen is not with him now, there is no guarantee that he will not make up for it in the future.

Zhuge Huang was afraid and hurt, he hesitated even more, he didn't know what to say at all.

Yan Si was absolutely not interested in his answer, and said: "In the future, you are not allowed to pretend to be a person from the Valley of Sadness, you go to your friend, and when he recovers from his illness, let's go together." He didn't mention Tianji City at all, just looking after himself walk away.

Zhuge Huang knew that he was worrying about the rare medicine. According to Dr. Sun and Yu Sisi's words, it was very difficult to obtain, even for the owner of the Valley of Heaven's Sadness.Why is there no expression on Ke Yansiju's face?

Curiosity overwhelmed the sky, Zhuge Huang finally opened his mouth and said, "Are you sure you can get that medicine?"

Yan Sijue was expressionless and kept walking.

Zhuge Huang followed behind him: "I am from Tianji City, have you forgotten?"

Yan Sijue still acted as if he didn't exist, went back to his bedroom, closed the door behind him, and shut Zhuge Huang out.

Zhuge Chun's nose turned ashamed, and he curled his lips unhappily, wondering if Yan Sijue had no intention of saving that Han Mengze at all.

No matter, it's not his business, and there is no gold ingot to take.

Zhuge Huang shook his head, and wanted to go back to find Gu Yunheng, but found that he was lost, so he recruited a white-clothed disciple casually, and asked him to lead the way.

After Zhuge Huang left, Gu Yunheng was so full of anger that he didn't leave, and he became depressed and energetic.

He usually told Zhuge Huang that the two of them just met by chance, casual acquaintance, etc., and they were just teasing him.In fact, he has long regarded this person as a good friend, but he did not expect that he would treat others with all his heart and soul, and others would lie to him many times.

Sitting by the bed, Jiang Yueling saw his disciple's eyes were bigger than a bull's eyes in anger, and shook his head amusedly, "Are you still angry?"

Gu Yunheng ignored him.

Jiang Yueling said again: "Be careful not to get angry."

Gu Yunheng said: "It's not worth it." His tone was very aggressive, full of anger.

Jiang Yueling was helpless, and said softly, "You're angry with him, but you're also angry with me?"

Where is all this going?

Gu Yun looked at Jiang Yueling horizontally: "Did you provoke me? It's all right, what's the matter with you?"

Jiang Yueling said: "Zhuge Huang concealed his identity, you are angry with him. I concealed the reason why I was sealed from you, shouldn't you be angry with me?"

Gu Yunheng was taken aback by what he said, and felt that Jiang Yueling's words were very reasonable, but also felt that his words were heresy and preposterous.

"One thing is one thing, it's not the same."

"Why is it different?" Jiang Yueling raised the corner of his mouth, and looked at him with a smile, "You practice Qinggang swordsmanship, and you can clearly transform into a saber, why did you tell me that you don't have a saber? In this way, I should also be angry You're angry."

Qinggang swordsmanship is a pain that Gu Yunheng can't mention. Every time he encounters it, he must avoid it, almost becoming a demon in his heart.Now that Jiang Yueling exposed him face to face, Gu Yunheng no longer avoided mentioning it, but became annoyed: "You are really annoying, even if you are a master and uncle, you can't pick other people's pain and kill you!" At the end, I was a little wronged, and I don't know if it was because of the injury that made people vulnerable.

Jiang Yueling looked at him and said, "The sword is your sore spot, so why is identity not Zhuge Huang's sore spot? If you poke at his sore spot, will he be ashamed and angry at you like you did to me?"

"When did I become angry with you?" Gu Yunheng snorted coldly, "I'm not angry with Zhuge Huang, I'm angry at myself for being stupid." Closing his eyes, he yelled, "It hurts to death, I'm going to rest, you do not bother me."

"Okay, you go to sleep." Jiang Yueling smiled helplessly, helped him tuck the corners of the quilt, picked up the half-read book, and continued to read.

Gu Yunheng secretly opened his eyelids, saw Jiang Yueling staring at the book in his hand seriously, his thoughts turned, after all, he couldn't resist the curiosity in his heart, and suddenly said: "Uncle Master, let me tell you why I don't use a sword , can you tell me why you were sealed?"

As soon as he said it, he regretted it, and while he was annoyed that he must have stayed with Zhuge Chung for a long time, and he got into the habit of gossip, he hurriedly said: "Forget it, I don't want to tell you about me, and I don't listen to yours. You act like I never said that."

"What if I want to tell you?"

Gu Yunheng opened his eyes suddenly, and looked at Jiang Yueling in disbelief, suspecting that he was hallucinating.

There was a faint smile on Jiang Yueling's face, and the cinnabar between his brows was particularly attractive: "It's actually quite boring, if you want to hear it, it's okay to tell you."