Chapter 336 This Wave of Jumping Prophet
In the open space beside the official road, the woman had fair skin, white lips, and white hair fluttering in the wind. She looked like a porcelain doll that had not yet been painted, without any expression.
But the color of those heterochromatic eyes gradually deepened with the ups and downs of his mood. The red eyes were like blood, and the gray eyes were as deep as ink, revealing a bit of inner struggle.
Everyone turned their eyes to her, silently urging her.
When it comes to patience, Xiao Jingfan has never lacked it, but it also depends on the person.
Seeing that Jiang Yao couldn't make a decision for a long time, Xiao Jingfan didn't want to wait any longer. Just as he was about to tell Siyue to take the person away, Jiang Yao suddenly spoke, and two words came out of her white lips: "Good man."
Everyone: ???
"He told me to call him a good man." Jiang Yao blinked her white eyelashes and raised her eyelids to look at Xiao Jingfan across from her. "He gave me the portrait."
Xiao Jingfan: "..."
Everyone: “…”
[Pfft—hahahaha! Good man, God damn! Can Thousand Hands Scholar, this idiot, come up with a decent name for his sock puppet? I spent so much time looking through it, I almost missed it.]
While waiting, Chu Liuzheng secretly flipped through some related gossip and gained a new understanding of the extent to which the Thousand-Handed Scholar could deceive people.
Xiao Jingfan was stunned when he heard this. It was the Thousand-Handed Scholar again. How many things had this person done in secret?
"He was the one who told me to come to Longkou Town and wait." Jiang Yao seemed to relax a lot after saying the word "good man" and did not continue to hide the relevant matters. "He said I couldn't kill Yin Lanci. He told me that I could wait in Longkou Town for someone who could truly kill Yin Lanci."
"When he said that, he showed me a portrait of a young man, younger than you are now." Jiang Yao's eyes flashed with a strange light, "He said you would become emperor."
Everyone was shocked when they heard this. What kind of "good guy" could be so accurate in his predictions?
Let me see. This "good man" saved Jiang Yao shortly after Yin Lanci murdered his master. At that time, Yin Lanci had just married the Fifth Prince and became his consort. The late Emperor had not yet passed away. On the contrary, she was in good health and full of energy. It seemed that she could still hold on to the position of Emperor for another ten years.
[Tsk tsk, Thousand Hands Scholar is acting like a prophet! ]
Chu Liuzheng sighed in his heart and became more and more curious about the Thousand-Handed Scholar, a man who was wearing countless layers of disguises.
Xiao Jingfan's heart tightened when he heard this, and he slowly clenched his hands on his knees into fists.
Sure enough, that day was not a chance encounter.
The scene of that day suddenly flashed through his mind.
That year he had just come of age and left Beijing for business and to travel around.
It was raining heavily. He came out of the restaurant and happened to see a scholar in a green robe standing in front of the restaurant to avoid the rain.
The scholar was not very old, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a fair complexion, long eyebrows and round eyes, and a scholarly air about him, which made him very approachable.
The eaves were not wide, and the heavy rain poured down, soaking half of the scholar.
Seeing that the scholar was in a really miserable state, he ordered someone to give him an umbrella. Just as he was about to get on the carriage, the scholar caught up with him and stuffed a purse embroidered with green bamboo into his hand. He thanked him repeatedly and rushed into the rain with the umbrella in his hand without waiting for his reaction.
This was an offensive act, and the guards wanted to chase him, but the scholar had already disappeared.
After returning home, he opened the purse and found a seal and a note inside. The note read: On the ninth day of the sixth lunar month, at 5:00 PM, Emperor Ren De was poisoned and died.
That day was the third day of June, only six days away from the ninth day.
Xiao Jingfan still couldn't forget the feeling of horror. While sending people to look for the scholar, he hurried back to the capital.
He had a hunch that what was written on the note was true.
But even though he rushed back day and night, he was still one step too late. He failed to stop his father from drinking the bowl of poisonous osmanthus lotus root powder soup.
Since ascending the throne, Xiao Jingfan sent people to secretly look for the Thousand-Handed Scholar.
He actually didn't know whether the scholar he met that day was the Thousand-Handed Scholar, but he only had the clue of the seal.
Unfortunately, after searching for so long, not only did we not find the person, there was also very little relevant information, and the truth and falsehood were mixed together, making it difficult to distinguish.
For example, his people found out that there was indeed a person called Thousand Hands Scholar, who was good at calligraphy and painting, and had been living in seclusion for thirty years, and his whereabouts were unknown.
But the scholar Xiao Jingfan met that day was clearly only twenty years old, so how could he have lived in seclusion for thirty years?
Of course, it is not ruled out that some extraordinary people have the secret to maintain their youth, and people in their forties or fifties still look like they are in their twenties or thirties.
Xiao Jingfan never gave up the search. Recently, there was more and more news about the Thousand-Handed Scholar, which gave him some hope of finding him.
As he recalled the past, his heart inevitably became agitated. He picked up the water bag beside his leg and took two gulps.
He felt a sweet taste in his mouth, and suddenly realized that this water bag was the same one Chu Liuzheng had drunk from. The hand holding the water bag suddenly froze, and he subconsciously looked at the person beside him.
Chu Liuzheng was still searching the system. There were butchers, medicine sellers, blind fortune tellers... all kinds of people. She felt like she would never be able to uncover all the Thousand-Handed Scholar's disguises in her lifetime.
As she was flipping through the pages, she suddenly noticed the gaze of the person next to her. She immediately turned off the system, turned her head and looked over. Her watery almond eyes showed: What do you want me to do?
Very dedicated.
Xiao Jingfan: "..."
He retracted his gaze, refilled the water bag and placed it beside his leg. He looked directly at Jiang Yao across from him and asked, "What do you know about this 'good man'?"
Jiang Yao tilted her head and recalled: "He is good-looking and very... powerful."
Everyone looked at her, and Feng Jing asked, "How powerful is it exactly?"
Jiang Yao shook her head: "This is related to Shadow Moon Gu, I can't go into details."
Her attitude was firm.
But everyone's appetite has been whetted by her, and not hearing what comes next is like a kitten's paw teasing your heart, making you feel itchy.
Xiao Jingfan glanced at Chu Liuzheng secretly. This woman must know.
Chu Liuzheng did know, but she didn't intend to say it out loud.
She had no grudge against the Jiang family, so there was no need for her to make their family secrets public. It didn't affect the overall situation, so it didn't matter whether the emperor knew about it or not.
Under the eager stares of the crowd, Jiang Yao, perhaps unable to bear it any longer, said something more: "I was attacked by the Shadow Moon Gu, and he saved me."
Everyone understood that he was their savior, no wonder he wanted to hide it before.
"I've heard Master mention the Yuecheng Jiang Clan before." Feng Jing split the baked pancakes and added dried meat to them while saying, "Everyone in the Jiang Clan is inoculated with a Gu worm by the patriarch from birth. The Gu worm grows with its host and only protects it, never harming it. Why did the Shadow Moon Gu harm you?"
Jiang Yao was secretly shocked and stared at him: "Who is your master?"
"Well, you might not know his name." Feng Jing took a bite of the warm pancake and said vaguely, "My master is known as the Ghost Doctor."
Jiang Yao:?
Seeing her puzzled expression, Chu Liuzheng asked her, "Have you never heard of the ghost doctor?"
Jiang Yao: “No.”
Hearing this, Feng Jing chewed his food a few times and swallowed it down, looking at her in surprise. "My master's name is so famous, and you don't even know about it! Is Yuecheng so closed to news?"
Jiang Yao: "...It's not that they're closed-minded. People just don't like people from outside Yuecheng."
Yuecheng is indeed very xenophobic.
Feng Jing said "Oh" in understanding, and was about to tell Jiang Yao how good his master's medical skills were and how famous he was in Dasheng, when he suddenly heard a light cough.
Everyone turned to look, only to see Xiao Jingfan pull out a chipped copper coin from the pouch hanging from his waist and hold it up to show Jiang Yao: "Is this the one you dropped in the forest last night?"
Jiang Yao stared at him for a moment before uttering two words: "No."
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