Beautiful and miserable be aesthetics

late at night.

The capital city, the residence of the Marquis of Zhongyi.

As usual, Feng Ke gave Li Ning Feng acupuncture and moxibustion, and after he came out, he heard a slight sound of insects.

His expression didn't change, he added some Mengpo soup into the stove, the fragrance was mixed with the fragrance of the medicine, and when everyone in the house was almost drowsy, Feng Ke went out and walked under a tree by the wall.

A person came in from outside the wall.

Feng Ke: "Tiannan? Why did you come here so late?"

Tian Nan's face was very ugly, he didn't say nonsense, he spread his palms, "Mr. Feng, master is in danger."

In the palm of his hand was a trembling whistle.

Only when the mother whistle blows, the child whistle will vibrate, guiding the whistle-holder to find the mother whistle.

He had kept this whistle on his body for a long time, and hadn't used it all these years. Unexpectedly, the master just went on a southern tour, and the whistle was used.

Feng Ke's eyes darkened: "When did it start?"

Tian Nan: "It's been a while. From the time the whistle vibrated to when I came over, there was a delay of about a quarter of an hour."

He spoke quickly, and the anxiety on his face was undisguised.

"Right now, the master should be in Jinling. It's too far away from the capital. Even if I rush there now, it's too late. Do you have any solution?"

"One quarter of an hour?"

Before Lian Shenwei left the capital, Feng Ke had a premonition in his heart that this southern tour would definitely not be peaceful.The facts were as he expected. Judging from the news he received, in less than two months, the Southern Tour team was assassinated many times.

Now that the whistle is vibrating, it should be that something happened to the southern tour team.They didn't know exactly what happened. The news spread to the capital as quickly as possible, and it would take three days.

What he was most afraid of was that Lian Shen would use his internal strength slightly.

Once the toxins in the blood are out of balance, the damage and harm to the internal organs will be immeasurable, and the life expectancy will be greatly reduced. If the treatment is not timely, the life may be in danger.

If this is the case, then he can only hope that Mingzhu will find someone quickly, take the pills given to her before Lian Shenwei, and then rush back to the capital within a month for him to treat her.

These thoughts turned around in Feng Ke's mind, and finally turned into a sigh: "Don't worry, Zishao Mingzhu also has her. She is always alert and won't let your master have an accident. And things may not necessarily be as we guessed, Wait for the news, and pay attention to the movement of the capital in the past few days."

Tian Nan could only restrain himself: "Yes."

On the other side, Qiu Che followed the footprints to find the location of the fleet.

The bloody smell here is still there, and the traces of fighting are more obvious. Although he is obsessed with swordsmanship, he also knows a little about Jianghu and court.

The fleet that docked in the river should be the fleet of Prince Edward's southern tour, and the end point of the footprints and bloodstains is here.

But how could Ximian have anything to do with the royal family?

Chou Che didn't hide his figure, he stood by the water with his sword in his hand, and guards soon spotted him.

Just after an assassination, the royal guards are extremely sensitive, and they will be on alert instantly at the slightest sign of trouble. Immediately, the team leader shouted: "Who is it?!"

Ying Jingjue, who was directing the search outside, raised her eyes.

The swordsman standing on the shore had no killing intent, he was tall and tall in black clothes and hat, he seemed to be a man of the rivers and lakes, he couldn't help but think of the young master Ximian who rescued him just now.

Could it be the friend that Young Master Ximian mentioned?

At this time, the royal guards surrounded him aggressively.

Ying Jingjue hurriedly said: "Wait a minute!"

As he spoke, he walked quickly, walked five meters in front of Qiu Che, and stopped at a safe distance, "May I ask who is your Excellency and what is the purpose of coming here?"

"Find someone."

Ying Jingjue: "Who?"

Qiu Che raised his head, his usual gaze fell on Ying Jingjue's face, "Xianmian."

As soon as these two words came out, the young prince's expression changed slightly. Chou Che took a panoramic view of these changes, paused, and said firmly: "You have seen him just now."

"Where is he?"

Ying Jingjue frowned: "What do you want him for?"

He doesn't know much about the affairs of Jiang Hu, and Li Ningfeng has heard some stories about Xi Mian. This person came to find Xi Mian, so he might be a friend or an enemy.

Qiu Che: "A promise."

Ying Jingjue: "Agreement? What's your relationship?"

The swordsman in front of him fell into a long silence, did not speak and did not leave, it seemed that he would stand here until he got an answer.

Xiao Zhizi: "Your Highness, this..."

Ying Jingjue pondered for a moment, and said: "Just now, it was Mr. Ximian who saved me, but he is not here, he left from the broken valley."

"I can only say so much. If you want to find him, you won't be able to see him here."

After listening, Qiu Che said, "Thank you."

He turned around and left, and saw torches shaking in the forest, teams of royal guards were looking for someone inside, he had excellent hearing, and accidentally heard a few whispers.

It seems that they are looking for the regent who is said to be cruel and powerful.

Confounding the situation, scheming by agencies, intrigue among factions, the crown prince of the Dasheng Dynasty seems to have just experienced an assassination, and the court is really filthy for hundreds of years.

Qiu Che withdrew his gaze, mobilized his internal energy, and returned to Duangu not long after.

It was still raining when we came here, but it has stopped now, and the mountains and forests are still filled with fog.He has already touched the threshold of Tianshu Realm, without the interference of the sound of rain, the surrounding voices are extremely clear in his ears.

Qiu Che took off his bamboo hat, and dusted off the water droplets on it.

Unlike the urgency of chasing along the footprints just now, Xi Mian is not among those people, and he lost the clue again.In the past ten years, the closest he was to sleep, it seemed that he passed by without him noticing.

He put on his bamboo hat and continued to walk, but stopped suddenly when he reached the corner of Duangu.

The rain in the south was so fine that some traces could not be washed away. Shoes would definitely leave footprints on the ground. Just now he had been chasing the messy footprints to find the Southern Patrol Fleet.

but……

Qiu Che squatted down, took a closer look, and suddenly raised his head to look behind a certain rock——

There are footprints left alone over there.

He walked over to check it, and the rain couldn't get behind the rocks, and there were a few drops of dripping blood here.This trace is subtle, if he hadn't been looking for Xi Mian all these years and refused to let go of a little detail, he would never have noticed it.

Following the bloodstains and footprints, Qiu Che found a remote path, where lush trees and vines hung down, and in a very secret place, there was an inconspicuous hole.

There are also footprints there, indicating that there are people in the cave.

There was only one set of footprints, and it was one-way. The person went in and hadn't come out yet.

Is the assassin who assassinated the prince injured and healing?

When Qiu Che reached the entrance of the cave, he didn't go in immediately, but listened carefully. After a while, he frowned.Looking at the traces, there were obviously people in the cave, but why didn't he feel the breathing of living people inside except for the movement of snakes crawling.

died?

Chou Che is not a nosy person, and he rarely has time to take a look at people or things that have nothing to do with him.

In the past, he must have turned around and left. I don't know if it was because of hearing the news of Dormancy today. He held his breath inexplicably, lifted the rattan outside the cave entrance, and went in directly.

He took out the fire pocket at his waist and blew on it, and the light of the fire instantly illuminated the small cave.

An extremely familiar sword on the ground came into view.

Qiu Che froze.

His eyes moved slowly, and his face suddenly sank.

The owner of the Cangshan Sword fell beside him with his eyes closed.

That face has faded from the youthful youthfulness, and there is no trace of the free and easy publicity in the eyebrows and eyes, which is far from the memory.

The clothes on his body were stained with blood, attracting several black snakes crawling from nowhere.

The snakes were entangled on the young man's waist and abdomen, and they seemed to regard this body as their new nest, showing a lingering posture of protection.

The blood on the white clothes looks like the other shore flower blooming on the white bones and co-existing with the snake, weird and gloomy.

The young man was pale and thin, the end of his eyes was illuminated by the light from the fire, casting a shadow, and he was depressed.

He lay there like a witchcraft sacrifice to the snake totem.

At first glance, Qiu Che thought it was very strange, he quickly came back to his senses, quickly flew out a few stones to kill the snake, squatted down to check Lian Shenwei's breath, "Xianmian?!"

There was no temperature, and no breath was detected.

Chou Che's normally steady fingers trembled slightly.

He pursed his lips tightly, untied the wristband tied on Lian Shenwei's cuff, and pressed tightly on the pulse position.

for a long time.

There was an illusion-like slight jump under the fingertips.

As soon as Qiu Che's tense body loosened, he suddenly realized how fast his heart was beating, his back was already soaked through the effort.

At the same time, Mingzhu, who followed Zishao's guidance, also quickly approached here.

Know the sea.

Xiao Guangtuan finally felt relieved, "Fortunately, I found you! I was so scared to death! QAQ, he almost thought you were really going to die..."

Ever since he knew that this random disease not only affects the body, but also affects the soul, he has been in this tense mood all the time.

I'm afraid that Gong Du himself will not go his way, and play badly on the spot, really playing himself to death.

Gong Du really wanted to die on the spot.

He didn't care how to toss himself, he was going to die anyway.

This time he obviously could have passed out in a more obvious place and waited for Chou Che to come, but he didn't, so he found a cave in a remote corner.

He really didn't expect the snake to crawl over from behind, and the feeling of the cold and sticky scales rubbing against his skin made him very uncomfortable.

Gong Du simply withdrew all consciousness and returned to the Sea of ​​Consciousness for a while.

The consciousness was withdrawn, and the inside of the body was as tattered as a rag doll, without breathing, except that the body was still soft, and the state was not much different from that of a dead person.

He didn't realize that Chou Che had found him until he was awakened by the crazily shaken by the little light group.

Gong Du was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open, he spared a bit of consciousness so that the body showed signs that he was still alive, lest he really be regarded as a corpse.

He was listless and his ears drooped: "I used my internal strength for the first time, and I have to arrange it for the second time."

With mental failure, the body will gradually synchronize. He can very well attribute this irreversible exhaustion of the body to the imbalance of blood toxins.

If it was just an imbalance of toxins, it can be alleviated and cured if treated carefully, but the additional diseases caused by his coming have no cure.

Now that he is in a severe coma, he can sleep for a few more days, but after waking up, he still has to think about how to behave with the first symptoms of exhaustion.

Xiao Guangtuan turned into the housekeeper's father, and worriedly fed Gong Du a few bites of food: "Eat something before going to sleep."

Hei Tuanzi bit the feeding spoon, he was more obedient when he was confused, he would eat as much as he fed, wrapped himself tightly in his embroidered quilt, and fell asleep again.