Chasing brother for thousands of miles

"By the way, two gentlemen." Hearing that Wen Nianyuan and Qi Xian were about to leave, Dr. Jiang turned around, holding a porcelain bottle from the medicine box in his hand.

He stroked his beard, with a sincere face, "Young Master, you don't have to be so disheartened, my medical skills are mediocre, the world is so big, there must be someone who can cure the strange poison that you are suffering from, please don't be discouraged."

Dr. Jiang looked at the faces of the two while talking. Wen Nianyuan remained expressionless, unable to see if there was any emotional change, while Qi Xian only nodded lightly, obviously replying "Thank you" out of politeness. No excitement at all.

It seems that this man is really disheartened and wants to go back to hermitage. Also, he is blind, how can he still jump around in the rivers and lakes, and the Wen family will take good care of him. On the contrary, it is a wise choice.

Caressing the porcelain bottle in his hand, he stretched out his hand to Wen Nianyuan, and before he could cast a questioning look, he said, "This is clear dew and eye-reinforcing water. It's mild in nature, although it can't detoxify it. , but washing it every day may relieve the symptoms slightly.”

Wen Nianyuan seemed to hesitate for a moment, and didn't immediately reach out to pick it up. It's better to be cautious about things of unknown origin.

Although it has been found out that this doctor has practiced medicine for three generations and has lived here very innocently before coming to seek medical treatment, but...the world is impermanent, who knows what will happen in the next moment.

However, he didn't move, but Qixian seemed to move, "Since it's Doctor Jiang's kindness, how dare you not accept it, thank you here."

While speaking, he stretched out his hand, took the porcelain bottle and put it in his sleeve. Dr. Jiang didn't even dare to speak, but Qi Xian suddenly said: "Doctor Jiang, the thing with the source of poison at that time is still in our hands now. Go up. If it is handed over to Dr. Jiang, I wonder if Dr. Jiang can research the source of the poison?"

Dr. Jiang was taken aback for a moment, and Wen Nianyuan took out a long object wrapped in cloth neatly, and his actions were only quick, as if the two of them had discussed it long ago.

Only Wen Nianyuan knew that Qixian's words just now were purely out of the blue, but the tacit understanding between them no longer needed any rehearsal, it was as natural as flowing clouds and flowing water.

After hesitating for a while, taking the cloth bag, Dr. Jiang looked down at the things in his hands, as if he hesitated between snapping his fingers, and then quickly murmured, "This...Since that's the case, I will try my best, but the result is nothing. How, I can't guarantee it, I hope you will understand."

Qixian nodded, "Naturally, Dr. Jiang is willing to help, and I am very grateful. By the way, Dr. Jiang's medicine house here can calm people's minds. Since your Excellency happens to be researching the source of poison, I wonder if my brother and I can stay together." Let’s stay here, so we can know the result as soon as possible.”

The doctor probably didn't expect that Qixian would suddenly make such a request, but he looked at the sword in his hand, he didn't know what to think, and quickly smiled: "My lord doesn't dislike the simplicity of this place, why should you be so polite? Have someone prepare the room."

Wen Nianyuan and Qixian lived in the medicine hut, while Ning Xiumao and Qingtong lived temporarily in the inn in the town. The few of them were uncharacteristically quiet and lived in seclusion. No matter how stormy the world was, they seemed to be with them. Nothing to do.

Three days later, Dr. Jiang held the Thunder Sword wrapped in cloth again, tremblingly, walked towards the guest room where Qixian and Wen Nianyuan lived, and saw the two of them in front of the flowers in the small courtyard from a distance.

At this moment, the sun was just right, and it shone through the leaves of a few fruit trees with sparse branches. It hit the seven-stringed crow's feather-like hair, reflecting a faint light, and even the white clothes on his body were particularly dazzling.

Wen Nianyuan held the bottle of clear dew eye-improving water given by Dr. Jiang in his hand, bent slightly, and was carefully helping Qixian to wash his eyes.

Dr. Jiang blinked to hide the flash of emotion in his eyes.

His movements are so careful and cherished, as if he is holding some fragile and rare treasure, if he uses a little force, it will turn into flying dust.

And Qixian raised her head obediently, with a faint smile on her mouth, except for the blinking of her lifeless eyes, this scene is simply unbearable to destroy.

However... Hey, Dr. Jiang sighed deeply.

Probably because he heard his footsteps, Wen Nianyuan stopped his movements, straightened up and turned to look at him, his eyes were indifferent, but Qi Xian kept that smile, made a gesture of listening attentively, and then said softly: "It's Doctor Jiang ?"

"Master, you have good ears." Taking a deep breath, Dr. Jiang stepped forward, "I'm right here." He looked at Wen Nianyuan, then at Qixian.

These two people have lived here for the past three days, and it is inevitable that they will meet each other in the morning and evening. He already feels that Qixian has probably lost his mind about Jianghu affairs, and is a little depressed most of the time—especially when the other young master named Wen is not around. when next to.

And the news he brought now would probably drive the two of them into the bottomless abyss. He squeezed the cloth bag in his hand, thinking of the scene he saw just now, even he, an outsider, felt a little unbearable.

Although ordinary people's brothers are also friendly, but such respectful brothers and sisters are really rare, and sometimes he even feels that the way Mr. Wen looks at Qixian doesn't look like he is looking at a brother.

But if he wants to say what it looks like, he can't say it.

Dr. Jiang hesitated to speak, although Qi Xian couldn't see it, he could sense it, "Doctor Jiang has something to say here, don't worry about it."

"You two sons... Hey." He handed the thing together with the cloth bag to Wen Nianyuan, looked at him and at Qixian, hesitated for a while, then shook his head and said: "I'm not good at learning, I'm ashamed. The thing on the sword is really impossible to study, and it will disappoint the two young masters."

He looked at Qi Xian's expression with some anxiety, and sure enough, he saw that the corners of the other party's lips that were slightly raised just now had been silently lowered, and dark clouds appeared faintly between his brows. Sheng.

"I'm really ashamed, I'm ashamed! But as the old man said a few days ago, the world is so big, there must be someone who can cure the poison of the young master, the young master must not—"

He was stopped by Qixian in the middle of his words, Qixian said as if nothing had happened: "Doctor Jiang has tried his best, don't blame yourself, God's will is too high to ask, whatever."

Dr. Jiang could hear the depression in his tone, which was worse than when he came, so he slowed down and asked: "I don't know what your son plans to do in the future, I still have a few bottles of clear dew eye water..."

"Thank you Doctor Jiang, my brother-in-law and I plan to return to our hometown and live some leisurely days."

"...That's fine. If that's the case, I won't bother you. Although this place is simple, if you two like it, it doesn't matter if you stay longer."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left slowly like when he came, until he got out of the courtyard and turned a corner, convinced that he was quite far away from the two people, and then turned and entered a room.

Dr. Jiang picked up a pen in the room to grind and wrote something, then opened the window, took some powder from his sleeve and threw it in the air.

Before it was too late, a few birds came from nowhere and flapped their wings and landed in front of Dr. Jiang's window. He grabbed one casually, tied the rolled paper strip to the bird's leg, and was about to stretch out his hand to let it fly , Suddenly felt a bit of coolness coming from the back of my heart.

"Why, does Doctor Jiang also like raising birds?" A cold voice came from behind him, fear and surprise flashed across his face, he slowly turned his stiff head back bit by bit carefully, and He saw Wen Nianyuan's face.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but the cold air emanating from Wen Nianyuan's body made goose bumps all over his body. How could he not let such an obvious killing intent and the "sword" that could pass through him at will? People are timid.

Obviously...obviously...this person doesn't use a sword...he looked down, it really wasn't a sword, it was just a book.

This kind of situation seems like a child's play to outsiders, but he can see the edge of the thin paper that is infused with inner strength.

He could kill him with this book, Doctor Jiang thought.

With a forced smile, trying to suppress the panic in his words, Dr. Jiang asked blankly: "Wen, Mr. Wen? What are you... doing?"

Wen Nianyuan ignored it, his eyes fell on the bird in his hand, and then turned back to him, obviously wanting him to talk.

"Well, the old man is bored all day long, so he keeps a few birds for company. Why, the young master doesn't like birds, so the old man will let them go immediately."

As he said, he let go of his hands and was about to release the bird. The bird was freed from the restraint of manpower, and immediately flapped its wings and flew into the air.

A gleam of joy flashed in Dr. Jiang's eyes, as long as the bird flies away, he will be safe. Now that Wen Nianyuan is watching him, he can't chase the bird, and if he wants to chase the bird, he can't look at him, unless his kung fu is high enough——

Before he finished thinking, Wen Nianyuan suddenly blew a long whistle-like sound, and the birds on the window sill flying around, as well as the one he let fly, suddenly seemed to be half dead, and went straight up. It fell to the ground like it was raining.

"My surname is Wen." A still emotionless voice came from behind.

There were several applause of "Pa Pa Pa Pa" in the distance, and a man in white came leisurely following the sound, moving freely, as if his eyes were not blind.

He chuckled lightly, and said in a loud voice: "Doctor Jiang, don't you know why the Wen family is famous all over the world? No, you should know our details very well. But...she brother has never used the phantom sound technique Do you think he won't do it?"

Doctor Jiang was restrained, Wen Nianyuan jumped out of the window, landed in front of Qixian, grabbed his hand, and then went back to pick up the bird.

The old man who had been drilled could only stare blankly in the room, he stared nervously at Wen Nianyuan, watching him slowly peel off the note from the bird's leg and open it.

"Report to the leader: I am lucky that my subordinate did not disgrace his life, and the two brothers of the Wen family are no longer a threat. The overall situation can be determined. The subordinate Jiang has nothing to do."

Wen Nianyuan read it word by word, I don't know whether to read it to Qixian or to Dr. Jiang, "The signature has five poison marks."

After reading, he tilted his head and added a sentence to Qixian, but he looked at the person in the room from the corner of his eye.

Dr. Jiang seemed very nervous and angry because he was exposed, but in his heart, after Wen Nianyuan finished reading the note and the five poison marks, he breathed a sigh of relief silently.

"It really is the Five Poison Sect?" Qixian shook off Wen Nianyuan's hand, walked to the window, leaned forward and asked the captured people inside.

Dr. Jiang snorted, but did not speak.

Qixian then seemed to be talking to himself, "It seems that it is indeed the Five Poisons Sect, the next thing to do is how to expose the Five Poisons Sect..."

His voice became softer, and a strange smile flashed across Dr. Jiang's mouth, but it turned into panic in the next second.

Because he heard the sound of seven strings, soft and soft, but like the sound of death, hitting his heart, "Five Poisons? How is it possible. Doctor Jiang, you are from Thunder Mountain Villa."

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