Is Master happy?

Xiya's days are as usual, with a small medicine box on her back, she is still practicing medicine next to the teahouse every day, there are many people coming and going, and there are also many people visiting the doctor. She patiently sees each doctor, always with a smile on her face After a long time, almost everyone in Kongzhou City knows that in any street or alley, there is a traveling doctor who does not receive any compensation, treats patients like old friends, and has never shown any signs of impatience.

Day after day, year after year, she no longer cared about the passing of time, and only repeated this thing every day, as if she didn't care about the rest.

Hua Yan still came several times to persuade her to go back to the Heavenly Court together, but she still politely refused, saying that her punishment period had not yet passed.

Master punished her too lightly, she should give herself some more time.

One day, after closing the stall, she didn't go back to the small house she rented in the city as usual, but walked leisurely to the outskirts of the city.

She was going to go back to the wooden house on the mountain to have a look, but when she reached the desolate area, she used her celestial power and went straight to the mountain.

She hasn't been back to the wooden house for a long time, the enchantment of Yaozhou has been broken, and the place has slowly changed its appearance with the passage of time, Xi Ya swept away the weeds in front of her, and stepped into the depths step by step.

The wooden house is old, covered with moss, and the wooden beams are eroded by insects. There is even a big hole in the roof, and it is almost impossible to see what it used to be.

Xi Ya gently pushed open the door of the house, a bit afraid that if he was too strong, the house would not collapse in an instant.

Entering the house to see, the floor is full of dust, a few insects saw someone coming in, ran away and hid in a panic, Xi Ya raised his hand to sweep away some cobwebs, and looked around the house, only to see familiar things in the past They have all turned into decay, and with a deep sigh, they are ready to turn around and leave.

Suddenly something strange caught her eyes, and her eyes fell on that place. It was the window of the side room, with a slight gap open, and the dust on the edge of the window was gone, as if someone had entered through the window, but the ground inside the house was clearly They were all covered with a layer of dust, and half of the footprints could not be seen.

She frowned, walked slowly to the side room, went to the window and looked, but there was no other trace at all, then looked inside, the floor was still covered with a layer of dust, and the wooden bed and wooden cabinet in the corner were as usual, On the wall... Her eyes fell on one spot, stopped, and could no longer move.

She still remembered that when she left a hundred years ago, there was clearly nothing hanging here, but now, there is something more.

There is an extra green bamboo long sword, the sword is very simple, but with one edge and one sharp edge, the hilt has no fringe, and there are no patterns on the stem and blade. It hangs quietly on the wall, and it is very harmonious with the surrounding scenery, as if It's just as it should be there.

Xi Ya knew that sword, and that sword had been integrated into her innocent love, and had been with her, and then it was destroyed in the hands of the person she loved deeply, and it has been more than a thousand years since they met again.

It is very strange, she has retreated for thousands of years and traveled for hundreds of years. Although she remembers the name and face of Master now, she can't remember the affection for Master that was hidden in her heart. But now seeing this sword, that ancient well But Wubo's heart seemed to be stirred by something, it seemed to pierce some of the shells in her heart, which made her feel a dull pain in her heart.

She took down the sword with both hands, carefully guarded it in her bosom, stroked it gently, lowered her eyebrows, and carefully looked at the marks on it. Suddenly, she suddenly realized that there was not even a single dust on the sword. , She was stunned for a moment, and then her heart started to "clang, bang, bang". Then she stumbled out of the house with her sword in her arms, and looked back and forth around the wooden house. figure.

But there was nothing, she released her immortal power and searched carefully in the mountains, but she never found the familiar aura.

She couldn't help panicking, and plunged into the woods, calling out "Master", and trotted along the path down the mountain to chase after him, but when she got down the mountain, the sky was getting dark, and she still couldn't catch up. What.

She stopped at the foot of the mountain, away from the crowds, and when she looked back, she saw dense trees, Kongzhou Mountain was like a giant sleeping monster, crawling behind her, silent, and Kongzhou City was in front of her, and now it was night, but she could not see it. There is still hustle and bustle everywhere, and in a few days it will be the autumn harvest, and the city will hold a lantern festival, and it will still be as lively as it was a thousand years ago.

The front and back are not her shelter...

She held Jiyao tightly in her arms, as if only the green bamboo sword in her arms could give herself a moment of peace and warmth.

She thought that a thousand years was too long, and she had forgotten the person she once loved, but now she realized that she hadn't forgotten the slightest bit.

It's not that it doesn't hurt, it's just that the pain is hidden deep in the bones, so you can't feel it at all.

She held Jiyao's sword hilt, as if her spine had been stripped, she knelt down on the ground slowly, weeping uncontrollably.

The heart-piercing cry was hidden by the sound of the wind blowing the tree, and the wind howled and carried it into the blue sky, tore it apart, and then twirled down, leaving it in the Kongzhou Mountain.

It was a fine day today, Xiya was setting up a stall in the teahouse, but he saw the boy from the teahouse coming over with a very long wooden stick, smiled shyly at her, and propped the wooden stick by her side. An oiled paper umbrella.

"Our husband said that it's very hot today, the girl is delicate and expensive, don't let her get sunburned."

Xi Ya gave him a gentle smile, took out a few copper coins and handed them to him, saying: "Thank you sir for me, you can use this money to buy candy."

"Thank you, miss." The young man Xu didn't expect to get a few copper coins, and blushed with excitement, when he heard someone calling for tea in the shop, he said goodbye to Xi Ya, and ran into the shop.

It was really hot today, Xiya set up a stall, sat at the table and waited for a long time, but no one came, and there were very few people coming and going on the street. At noon, the scorching sun scorched the loess and scalded the feet, and there were no people on the street. Someone walked around again, Xi Ya stood guard inside the stall, holding a book of medical skills and carefully looked at it.

The little guy ran out again, this time to hand Xi Ya a pot of summer tea, and after a while he ran out again, bringing out a plate of snacks.

Xi Ya thanked him, put the tea money into his hand, and asked him to give it to the shopkeeper, but he didn't want him to insist on not accepting it, so he turned around and ran away as soon as he put it on the table, as if he was afraid that Xi Ya would catch up and give the money.

After the hottest noon, in the afternoon, Xi Ya managed to see only three patients.

It seems that the people in the city are escaping the summer heat at home today, Xi Ya thought to himself, seeing that it was time to close the stall, he put away the silver needle, put it in the medicine box, returned the wooden stool, wooden table, oiled paper umbrella to the shopkeeper, and proceeded smoothly He also put today's refreshment money on the counter, and walked away slowly.

A person ran over in a panic and passed her by. She didn't pay attention to it, and continued to walk forward without looking back, but she didn't want to walk a few steps before hearing a call from behind.

"Girl stay, ouch, girl... stay, stay."

She paused, looked back in doubt, and saw that the man who had passed her by just now was chasing her panting, walked up to her, saluted her with a heavy breath, paused for a few times, and then said : "Fortunately, I caught up with the girl, otherwise I will suffer when I go back."

Xi Ya was puzzled and asked him, "Why are you looking for me?"

Mentioning this, the man's face turned pale, and he said in a mournful voice: "Miss, follow me to have a look, our young lady is not good!"

When he said it was critical, he looked like he was about to shed tears, so Xi Ya just thought that his young lady was suffering from an emergency, so he didn't bother to ask more questions, and went with him.

They arrived at the mansion of a rich merchant in the city, and the man was the housekeeper of the house.

Before the housekeeper had time to wipe off the sweat, he called the servant to open the main door, and respectfully invited Xi Ya to enter, passed the corridor, walked through the main hall, and arrived at the backyard.

They stopped in a side courtyard, and the courtyard was full of people, as if all the servants and servant girls of the house were crowded here.Before Xi Ya could ask anything, he heard the sound of a man scolding and the woman's faint cry from the courtyard, Xi Ya's heart trembled, thinking that he was late, so he stepped in hastily.

In the courtyard, there was a young fellow kneeling on the ground, standing in front of him was a handsome middle-aged man with a slightly blessed figure, who was scolding him loudly with anger on his face.

At the side stone table, sat a graceful woman, covering her face with her sleeves and weeping. When Xi Ya came in, both of them stopped moving, raised their eyes to look at her, and were overjoyed instantly.

The man strode over, with a dazed face, he first bowed to Xi Ya, and asked: "Is it a divine doctor?"

Xi Ya was stunned for a moment, then said: "My surname is Feng, but I can't bear the title of genius doctor, I don't know... Is Miss Lingfu okay?"

"Not good." The woman leaned forward crying, pulling Xi Ya's sleeve and crying uncontrollably, "The little girl has not had water or rice for two full days, and now she doesn't even have the strength to speak... woo woo..."

"No rice? Why?" Xi Ya tried his best to hold her, and raised his head to ask the man.

The man sighed, and said straightly: "It's all because the servants in the house don't know how to measure. The little girl is weak, and even secretly took her to the street to play. Since she came back the day before yesterday, she has become demented. She doesn't think about water, nor Thinking about food, I really don't want to talk, I have invited several doctors but they can't cure it, now I heard that Fengshen doctor has superb medical skills, so I want you to come and show my little girl."

Xi Ya was helpless, it sounded like yearning for spring, not a disease, so he asked him: "I don't know if Qian Jin went out to play, but did he meet any handsome scholar, Young Master Pianpian?"

The old man's face turned blue and white in an instant, he turned around and kicked the boy, "Why don't you answer the question, sir?"

The young servant whimpered and cried, and said hastily after hearing the words: "No, Miss went shopping in the street, and I didn't meet any young masters, nor did I meet any scholars."

Not Sichun?Why then?Xi Ya said: "May I go in and have a look at Ling Qianjin?"

"You can, sir, please come in." The master quickly led her to a house and opened the door for her.

Xiya stepped in, only to smell a long and cold plum fragrance wafting over, which shocked her slightly, and she felt strangely familiar.