limited backtracking

Lu Sui looked at the bottle in his hand, nodded after a while, removed the curse on the bottle mouth, and a strand of soul followed.

His emotions were not as agitated as before, at this moment he was not wearing a veil, and Bai Lian stared at his face for a moment, feeling like he had seen it somewhere before.

"Eleven, does his face look familiar to you?" Jiang Weiyan suddenly approached him and whispered.

"Well, I seem to have seen it."

Baili Eucalyptus recalled, medicine, doctor, white clothes...

Thinking of something suddenly, Bai Lian stared at his face and asked, "Do you know Lin's Medical Hall?"

"Lin's Medical Hall..." The man in white was taken aback when he heard the words, then lowered his head and laughed bitterly after a while, "I have nothing to do with Lin's Medical Hall for a long time."

Bai Lian wanted to step forward to take a closer look, but as soon as he lifted his foot and took a step, someone grabbed his wrist from behind.

He turned his head and met Jiang Weiyan's eyes.

Jiang Weiyan frowned slightly, "What are you doing?"

In the formation, the most taboo is to get too close to the dead soul. If the distance is too close, it is very likely to be injured by the evil spirit attached to the dead soul.

"I'll just take a look. I can't look carefully from a distance." Bai Lian patted his hand and signaled him to let go, "It's okay."

Although the white-clothed man carried evil spirits, it was not strong, and even if he got close, he would not feel as if he was being cut by a knife.He stood upright, feeling somewhat lonely.

Facing the man in front of him and the portrait, Bai Lian compared his elbow to the person next to him, and said in a low voice, "Jiang Weiyan, do you still remember that the man in the portrait had a red mark on his chin? "

Jiang Weiyan: "Well, it's the same as the one on his chin."

The man in white sighed and said, "It's cold, let's go inside and talk."

The furnishings in the room were simple, and the four of them sat on the floor covered with thick mattresses.

Bai Lian took off the hat and wanted to take off the cloak as well, but Jiang Weiyan re-fastened the tie that he had just untied, and then closed it up for him. The whole person was completely wrapped in the cloak, like A small mushroom grew in the ground.

Jiang Weiyan looked at the fruits of his labor and nodded in satisfaction.

Thyme Eucalyptus: "..."

Lu Sui glanced at them both, coughed, leaned closer to Jiang Weiyan and said in a low voice, "Restrain yourself."

Jiang Weiyan: "..."

Outside the window, the snow fell to the ground.

The fire in the house was flickering, and the hall was full of broken shadows.

The man in white was kneeling quietly, with his hands lightly placed on his lap, his back straight, and it was not difficult to see that he was well-bred.

His eyes were lowered, and after a while, he smiled helplessly, and said in a gentle voice, "I haven't talked to people so easily in many years, and I don't know where to start."

He looked at Bai Lian, and said: "Young master just looked at my face so carefully, but you recognize me?"

"No offense intended." Bai Lian nodded to him and apologized, "To tell you the truth, sir, we just came out of the Lin's medical hall, but we saw a painting hanging on the wall in the inner hall of the medical hall, and the person on the painting is Mr. .”

The man in white was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and then smiled bitterly, "It's actually hanging in the inner hall, what can I do."

"It all happened more than ten years ago." The man in white sighed and said slowly.

***

Fifteen years ago, Lin Cen and his father had the most intense dispute since he was born.

Lin Cen dreams of hanging the pot to help the world, to be a carefree doctor, and to see more things that he has never seen before in the vast rivers and mountains.Scenery, humanities, academics...he wants to see them all.

However, the court was in turmoil back then, the people were displaced, and many people died in the war.If it was a peaceful and prosperous age, Mr. Lin would also be willing to let his son go out and travel, but now he only hopes that he can spend his life in Chaxi Town in peace.

Neither father nor son regressed, and the stalemate persisted until Lin Cen's birthday.

Mr. Lin stopped keeping a straight face that day, and the stalemate for many days did not come to fruition, and Lin Cen did not see him again.He thought it was just a child's whim, but that night Lin Cen mentioned it to him again.

Those who have close contacts with the Lin family know that Mr. Lin has a son in his old age, and he is very close to his youngest son, holding it in his hand to protect him.

That was the first time he got angry at Lin Cen in front of people.

For a birthday banquet, the cup-throwing throws the cup, and the chopstick-throwing chopsticks throws the chopsticks. In the end, the guests had to send the guests away with apologetic smiles, and it ended hastily.

Old Mr. Lin doesn't care how people think about today's events. He doesn't care much if he thinks they are arguing in front of people, or if he thinks he can't teach his children well, or anything else.

He only cares about whether his son has given up on that thought.

"Actually, I hid a bottle of heart-relief pills in my sleeve that night, just because I was afraid that my father would faint from my anger." Lin Cen laughed, "But it didn't work in the end, luckily."

"and after?"

"Later, I took advantage of the night and the old man went to bed, left a letter and sneaked out through the back door."

"Then Mr. Lin is going to die of anger?"

"It's strange to say that, I thought he would tear up the letter in anger, and then scold me at the back door for being unfilial, a jerk, and a traitor..." Lin Cen imitated Mr. Lin's tone, and chuckled softly, "And the letter I asked Xiaoding to send me quietly said that the old man just sat alone and read the letter quietly, without tearing it up or scolding me."

He just folded the letter carefully and put it back into the envelope with his hands like dead branches. Holding the letter and leaning on crutches, he went back to the room step by step, slowly but firmly.

"After that, every time I went to a place, I would send a letter home. I don't know if the old man read it, or just threw it into the stove, and used it as waste paper to boil water for his precious purple sand pot. After all, he never Write me back."

"Seven years ago, when I went to the frontier, I finally understood what the old man said, that the court was corrupt and the people were in dire straits." Lin Cen lowered his eyelids, and his voice was as cold as frost and snow outside the window, "I saw too many life and death there. I saw with my own eyes the child I rescued died under the knife of the enemy army, he could have survived..."

In a few days, he will be cured in just a few days, and he will be able to spend a safe childhood like most of the children in the world, and then go through a life that may be ordinary or passionate with others hand in hand.

It shouldn't have ended like this.

He followed the army and returned to the capital after narrowly escaped death.

That's a whole different kind of gorgeous scene from Borderlands.

Everyone praised the prosperity of the capital, Goulan tile shop, memorial archway restaurant, Zuiwo Firework Lane, a very comfortable life.

Because the soldiers in the frontier were shoddy and lacking in rations, I don’t know how many soldiers fought hungry; the supply of herbs and gauze was insufficient, and I don’t know how many soldiers died in the camp.

Living in a wealthy and peaceful capital, how many people know about the wars and chaos in the frontier, and who will plan ahead.When the iron hooves of the enemy broke through the gate of the capital, could such a luxurious capital still exist?

"Because I have treated many people in the army, the general intends to ask me to stay in the army forever, but I don't want to be here. I will leave after I recover from my injuries, and I will go around..." Lin Cen paused for a moment, laughing at himself. , "I still miss home."

"I don't know where you came up the mountain from." Lin Cen turned sideways and raised his finger to point to the back mountain, "In fact, there is a small villa called Qinzhuang after turning over the west mountain. It is not as rich as Chaxi Town, and there are often patients with them. Those who came to Chaxi Town to seek medical treatment and medicine, but did not even climb the mountain, fell ill and died on the way. Or they had no money for medical treatment, and waited to die with a sick body...In places we can't see, what happened There are too many..."

Bai Lian sighed, indeed, there were countless dead souls who passed through the hands of the three of them, and most of them died of illness.

"You must have seen the pot of medicine in the courtyard. If I guessed correctly, the prescription should be in the hands of the young master." Lin Cen looked at the little mushroom that looked like a rooted eucalyptus, and asked softly, "Young master Have you studied medical skills?"

Little Mushroom returned the prescription to him, and said coyly, "It's not a study, but I just read a few medical books in my spare time."

"I came up with this prescription slowly after I got sick." Lin Cen got up and took a book from the desk.

"That day I went to Qinzhuang for a doctor's visit. Before I entered the village, I could already smell a strong herbal smell. After asking about it, I learned that there was a sudden epidemic in Qinzhuang, and more than a dozen people had died. The whole Qinzhuang was panic-stricken, and every household was fried. The medicine, but it still couldn’t reach it, and many people fell ill one after another.”

"In those few days, I stayed in Qinzhuang, formulating new prescriptions according to the patient's onset, but I was also infected. I went back to the mountain and thought about the prescription by myself."

"The prescription has been figured out, and the medicine has been decocted. I don't want to think that the whole mountain was burned because of the children playing around." Lin Cen said bitterly, "The patients in Qinzhuang have been delayed for too long because of their illness. , passed away one after another."

Lu Sui sighed, and sighed, "It's so. Just because of the negligence of children, hundreds of lives were lost."

Lin Cen said softly: "It is inevitable for people to be negligent."

"By the way, I wonder if the three of you can help me?" He got up and took an envelope from the desk, "This is a letter I wrote to my father. I wanted to leave it quietly by the window when I went down the mountain to make a doctor's visit on the Lantern Festival, but I haven't left it now." Here's the chance."

Lin Cen put the prescription into the "Anthology of Herbs", "This prescription is also troublesome, please help me bring it back to Lin's medical hall."

Jiang Weiyan: "I..."

Thyme Eucalyptus was pulled out of the ground like a small mushroom, and he stood up with a "bass", and took the letter and book in his hand, "Of course, I will deliver it for you in a while."

"Thank you, young master." Lin Cen bowed to Bai Lian, then turned to Lu Sui and said, "My wish has been fulfilled, I can go."

Lu Sui nodded, opened the "deceased bottle", put Lin Cen into the bottle, and looked back and forth between Bai Lian and Jiang Weiyan, "Then I'll go back to Fengdu first, you two..."

Jiang Weiyan was about to speak when he was interrupted by Bai Lian: "Sixth brother wants to bring the dead soul back to the palace, and count all the merits and crimes of the dead soul during his lifetime, and he needs the book of past lives."

The implication is: you will send the book of life to Fengdu as soon as you return.

"The Book of Resurrection was sent to the Sixth Palace earlier, and you asked me to send it, have you forgotten?" Jiang Weiyan smiled, "So I don't have anything to do for a while, and I will go down the mountain with you."

Thyme Eucalyptus: "..."

Oops, forgot...

"No." Bai Lian refused without any hesitation, and said solemnly, "You can be a little maid and help Sixth Brother study ink."

Jiang Weiyan: "?"

Jiang Weiyan: "???

Jiang Weiyan laughed angrily.