Zhang Jinjin still manages his business in the painting and calligraphy shop, Gu Qingqiao changed his clothes and walked to Moyun Medicine Hall by himself.

Walking down the street, I heard the sound of children's laughter. A half-sized boy with a small crossbow in his hand, simulating the sound of archery with a "chirp" in his mouth, chased a group of children across the street.

The small swipe across the field of vision, Gu Qingqiao suddenly recalled the scene a few hours ago: arrows flew fast in the sky, and Mu Xiyuan, who was isolated and helpless, held herself in her arms without hesitation, using her body Block all dangers.

"Fool..." Gu Qingqiao murmured, but he was afraid for a while. If Su Yanjun hadn't arrived at that time, and if Liang Chi hadn't had time to set up a protective barrier, what would have happened to Mu Xiyun?

The image of Yun falling to the ground fifty years ago flashed across his mind, and Gu Qingqiao's heart clenched fiercely.

Walking into the room of the medicine hall absentmindedly, Gu Qingqiao sighed and was about to pour a cup of tea, but suddenly his eyes narrowed, and there was someone behind him!

The teacup in his hand was thrown out like lightning, and when the person came, the teacup flew out of the door with the tea, and smashed into the courtyard with a bang. A long sword has been put on his shoulders.

Gu Qingqiao turned his head, his heart was beating wildly, and the opposite was Mu Xiyun's cold eyes.

"You..." Mu Xiyun suddenly became hoarse, stared at his face for a while, and the disappointment on his face disappeared for a moment. Immediately, he calmed down and asked, "Who are you? What was your purpose in Shantang that night?"

Hearing this, Gu Qingqiao was stunned for a moment, and then he recalled the conversation with Zhang Jinjin after returning from Shantang to the inn that night.

That night.

Gu Qingqiao held a masked cloth in his hand and a half-torn sleeve, and asked leisurely, "Profit merchants, are you in the business of medicinal materials?"

Zhang Jinjin asked without raising his head, "What's the benefit?"

"It's no good, I'm happy."

Zhang Jinjin finally raised his head and gave him a deep look: "It's for that little fairy."

Gu Qingqiao did not speak.

"Okay~" Zhang Jinjin dragged his tone: "It can be regarded as an expression of my sincerity. After all, I still want to ask you, it is an investment now. But..."

"Um?"

"Are you thinking about changing your face? All the little stories on the street say that you are the enemy of his murderer, in case you meet head-on," Zhang Jinjin glanced at the cloth towel in Gu Qingqiao's hand, "You can't always cover your face, right? ?"

Rarely, Gu Qingqiao felt that the profiteer in front of him was indeed a little clever.

Although there are countless elixir in the world that can temporarily change the face, Gu Qingqiao still chose the safer method. Southwest Witch Doctor Gu is good at voodoo, and the use of Gu insects is not a problem. Just a few small face-changing Gus can change the shape of the eyebrows and the length of the jaw, making Gu Qingqiao a completely different person. one person.

When he came back to his senses, Gu Qingqiao smiled lightly: "I said, I'm not an enemy."

The sound of the teacup shattering attracted Liang Chi. Seeing the two move their hands, he hurriedly said, "Junior brother, wait a minute, this is the pharmacist who is doing business with me."

Mu Xiyuan still held the long sword around Gu Qingqiao's neck, but his hand relaxed, and Ling Ran said, "I met this person in the burnt down shantang a few nights ago, and he behaved suspiciously."

Gu Qingqiao immediately cried out in grievance: "What did Xianjun say, you are allowed to enter the shantang at night, can't I go?"

Mu Xiyun choked, but there was no way to refute it.

Gu Qingqiao stretched out his hand and pulled away the long sword, and said with a smile, "It's down to Gu Wanbo."

As soon as the name came out, Gu Qingqiao immediately felt a scorching stare at him, he did not dare to look up, and continued: "Although my cousin and I are just a traveling businessman, we worshipped under the name of Daoist Baishi when we were young. When he was young, he came to Evian Town with Shizun. He and an old man in Shantang used to be from the same town. This time, he wanted to visit Shizun's old friend, but he didn't expect the disaster in Shantang, so he made an investigation on his own initiative. "

"Shantang?" Liang Chi was puzzled, "Could it be related to the child abduction case?"

"It's not completely certain." Gu Qingqiao said with a straight face: "This case has been too long to be re-examined, but the cause of death of the four children is suspicious, and the gatekeeper Zhang San is likely involved in abduction."

Originally, Zhang San's crime of abducting and selling children had been confirmed, but because of the disappearance of "Liu Liu", he could not prove it.

After speaking, he went to see Mu Xiyun again.

Mu Xiyuan had already retracted her sword and sheathed it, but she was a little lost, staring at Gu Qingqiao's face without saying a word.

"Junior brother?" Liang Chi gently pushed Mu Xiyuan.

Mu Xiyuan came back to her senses. At this moment, she had 10,000 questions in her heart, but she didn't know how to speak. In the end, he just cupped his hands and said, "I was too impulsive and misunderstood your son. Sorry." After speaking, he looked away, turned and walked out of the guest room.

Gu Qingqiao looked at his back, don't know why, he felt a little... disappointed...

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Volume 2 The Lost Past

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Chapter 15 Departure

The child abduction case came to an end. Liang Chi told Gu Shun what Gu Qingqiao said. After investigation, Zhang San left Evian Town a few days ago and never came back. Soon after, the Ping County government sent a message saying that the dozen or so children had also been placed properly.

On the Moyun Mountain side, Su Yanjun and Mu Xiyun should have set out to inspect the array a few days ago, but this happened. Su Yanjun returned to Tianliangfeng that day to report the incident.

In the afternoon of the second day, Liang Chi was sitting in the hall for a consultation when there was a sudden noise in front of the door.

A carriage drove by the door of the medicine hall. The horse is fat and strong, the carriage is light, the vermilion paint and the gilt roof gleam in the sunlight, and the windows are fitted with bead curtains. A faint aroma emanated from the carriage. Outside the car were four maids, eight servants, and a servant who was holding miscellaneous items, and they stood halfway across the street.

The town of Evian is not poor, but it is still a small place. Such luxurious carriages and pomp are still rare in the town. The people in the town who were watching the lively crowd immediately gathered around, guessing that it was an adult from a certain family who was on tour, or a lady from Beijing who came to seek medical treatment.