A huge crowd of people madly chased after Master Haikuo, who was fleeing in panic with his clothes in tatters. The noise was so loud that the chasing team gradually grew larger. In the end, the abbot of the temple heard the noise and raised his hand to stop them.
Lu Zhi looked at the woman wearing the veil with a questioning look.
The thin white gauze blurred her facial features. She squinted her eyes and stared at her for a few seconds. Lu Zhi raised the corner of his eye and said, "Miraculous Doctor Milu, I have heard of your great name for a long time."
Shen Yuanshuo bowed slightly with her, his eyes never leaving the person beside him.
Milu was not surprised that the two recognized her identity. She had noticed these two people early on, not only because of their stunning appearance, but also because of what was inside their bodies.
The elk who introduced himself nodded coldly: "Since you two have recognized me, why don't you walk with me."
Milu's style was both compatible and incompatible with her personality. Lu Zhi and Shen Yuanshuo looked at each other and saw surprise and suspicion in each other's eyes.
They said in unison: "It is better to obey than to be respectful."
The hustle and bustle around them faded away, and the three of them strolled leisurely in the bamboo forest on the back mountain of Dayin Temple.
Lu Zhi lowered his eyelids, his mind in a turmoil.
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...
She has been very careful about her diet since she was a child, so it is unlikely that she would be the one who is sick.
So, did Milu come to them on his own initiative? Was it because Chen Yuanshuo was suffering from some incurable disease?
Thinking of this, Lu Zhi's breathing stagnated. The uncertainty and fear were greater than the slight pain in his heart, and the hands hanging by his sides kept tightening.
"Don't worry," Shen Yuanshuo patted her on the back, his voice steady and powerful.
Seeing his pale and handsome face full of illness, Lu Zhi couldn't help but whispered: "How can I not be worried?"
The words that came out of her mouth did not transgress anything, but they had a completely different meaning when they fell into the ears of a certain man.
His health was indeed seriously damaged, but not fatal.
At least he could protect her during his eternal life, and that was enough.
The bamboo forest is vast, lush and green, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.
The slender waist is bent by the cold wind, but it still remains proud. No wonder scholars often use bamboo to describe themselves.
An exquisite pavilion stands in the bamboo forest.
A trickle of water poured down from the top of the mountain, forming a pool in front of the pavilion, with sparse lotus leaves and lotus flowers on the surface. In the cold winter, the green and fresh lotus leaves withered and turned brown, drooping in the water.
The surroundings were very quiet. Just as Lu Zhi and the other two sat down, they heard a rustling sound of footsteps on dead leaves in the distance.
"Alu, at least wait for me."
Hearing his voice before seeing him, Master Hai Kuo's resentful cry made Lu Zhi curl her lips slowly.
The elk didn't respond to him and continued making tea.
The beauty brewing tea is also a visual appreciation. The smooth and flowing movements made Hai Kuo wave his hand to interrupt: "Alright, alright, if you have something to say, please talk quickly. How can you disturb the happy and harmonious relationship between Mr. and Mrs. Lu."
The elk placed the porcelain cup in his hand back on the stone table with a "thump", and the dull sound broke the blush on Lu Zhi's face that had not yet condensed.
"Hahaha, just kidding, go on, go on," Haikuo waved his hand with a wry smile, signaling her to continue.
In order to show his sincerity, he quickly raised his hand and made a pulling motion in front of his mouth with a bright smile on his face.
Half a cup of tea was placed in front of each of the four people. The faint tea fragrance drifted in the cold wind, brushing across everyone's eyebrows.
Lu Zhi and Chen Yuanshuo were both very patient, taking small sips after sips. The fragrance of tea lingered between their lips and teeth, and the four of them looked at each other in silence.
"Do you know Gu?"
Her delicate white hands lifted a corner of the veil, revealing her elegant and cold face. She opened her thin lips slightly and began with a nonsensical introduction.
insanity?
The color of Chen Yuanshuo's eyes gradually deepened, his long fingers tightened and loosened the porcelain cup, the smile in his beautiful eyes was faint, and the sticky black ink was deposited in an unstable manner.
The elk did not engage in riddles with them. The rising white mist was blown into the white gauze that hung to her waist by the cold wind, blurring her eyes and eyebrows. "You two have both been poisoned by a Gu, a Gu that cannot be cured."
Her words were like a thunderbolt that struck the ears of Lu Zhi and Shen Yuanshuo.
Shen Yuanshuo: "How could she be poisoned?!"
Lu Zhi: "How could the two of us be poisoned?!"
The two people who questioned in unison looked at each other in silence, but Lu Zhi's heart skipped a beat when he heard what he said.
Did Chen Yuanshuo already know that he was poisoned before?
The elk calmly raised his eyelids and glanced at the two of them: "Stretch out your hand."
As soon as she finished speaking, Hai Kuo, who was drinking tea beside her, hurriedly handed over two silk handkerchiefs and covered the wrists of Lu and Chen respectively.
Milu raised his hand calmly and touched his wrist with his fingers to take the pulse.
After a moment, she withdrew her hand, and the fingers hanging under her sleeves were blown red by the cold wind, making her rub her fingertips constantly.
"The poison that comes from the mother's womb has no cure."
Once again, the word "no solution" was mentioned.
Haikuo and Milu did not disturb them while they were deep in thought.
When Lu Zhi looked up again, the elk had disappeared, leaving Hai Kuo alone with one hand supporting his chin, tapping the stone table lightly, making a crisp sound.
Somehow, she suddenly thought of her mother's abnormal behavior in her childhood. After a few seconds of hesitation, she said, "Master Haikuo, do you still remember the lady you called to Dayin Temple in Chang'an 220 years ago?"
Hearing this, Hai Kuo glanced at her boredly, frowned, pondered for a few seconds, and shook his head: "I have lived too long, I can't remember."
Just as Lu Zhi lowered his eyes in disappointment, he slapped his head again and said in a daze: "Although I can't remember exactly what I said at the time, I vaguely remember that I gave her a note with some words written on it."
When Lu Zhi heard this, his eyes lit up and then quickly dimmed.
It is now the 233rd year in Chang'an, and thirteen years have passed since the year 220. No matter how carefully the note is preserved, it is likely to be turned into powder. What's more, her mother has probably thrown away the note long ago.
Unable to find the note with the clue, the fog in front of me became thicker.
Hai Kuo waited for a while and saw that they were silent. He stretched lazily, feeling bored. Before leaving, he said something inexplicable: "The one who solves the situation is also the one who sets it up."
For a moment, the only sound in the pavilion was the whistling cold wind.
Lu Zhi covered her mouth and sneezed. Just as she sniffed, her head suddenly felt heavy. She raised her eyes and met the man's concerned gaze.
The cloak's thick hood covered her head, with a few playful wisps of hair sticking out from under the hood.
"You knew you were poisoned a long time ago." When Lu Zhi said this, he felt a dry and uncomfortable feeling in his throat, and every word he said was frosted on the paper.
Shen Yuanshuo smiled gently as usual: "No, I just know that there is something wrong with my body, and it was poisoned by my loved ones."
Now that I think about it, it wasn’t actually poison, but a more vicious Gu.
The only Gu King that was cultivated among thousands of insects drilled through his skin and flesh, crawled along his blood vessels and finally took root in his heart, sucking his essence and vitality day and night.
Close relatives... When Lu Zhi thought of Madam Lu and Mr. Lu, his pupils shrank slightly.
The surprise in her eyes was too clear. Shen Yuanshuo leaned over and nuzzled her nose. His words were so intimate that Lu Zhi's heart sank: "Ah Zhi, they all know it. This is how my eldest brother died."
Lu Zhi didn't care how Chen Yuanying died, she only cared about Chen Yuanshuo.
"How long..."
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