Chapter 133 Back to Qingyun Mountain

Doctor Meng looked at Lan Ling kindly: "Madam, you are really blessed. I didn't expect to recover so well. What about your husband, didn't he come with you?"

"No. He doesn't have time." Lan Ling's face sank slightly.

Li Xia placed the purchased gifts on Doctor Meng's table.

Lan Ling took some valuable medicinal materials and gave them to Doctor Meng.

"Doctor Meng, would you like to ask if my aunt is here?" Lan Ling asked.

Doctor Meng said, "No, she left in a hurry after treating you last time and never came back."

"My aunt is like a fairy. I was injured so badly, and she was healed in a few days. I'd love to see her."

Doctor Meng smiled: "My aunt sees a doctor only by fate. You don't have to take it to heart."

Lan Ling looked at Doctor Meng seriously and asked, "Can I take the liberty to ask, where is my aunt and her old man?"

"I don't know either. I heard from my father that my aunt was hurt by love, and since then, she has lost her love and wandered around, and no one knows where she is. Later, she said that my aunt has become a god, the god of the underworld, who is in charge of exorcism. tower."

Is it really a fairy? Lan Ling understood.

Qu Wangtai, who knows the three lives and three lives of people, it turns out that this is not a myth, but there are really immortals.

Doctor Meng has a lot of patients here today, so Lan Ling helped out.

Doctor Meng asked, "Will Madam not leave Qingyun Mountain for the time being?"

Lan Ling said: "Yes, I will stay for a while. Doctor Meng doesn't need to call my wife, just call me Lan Ling."

Doctor Meng smiled: "Alright."

Just as he was talking, the little apprentice outside carried a comatose man. The man's face was blue and his lips were slightly black. Lan Ling looked at it as a chronic poison.

Followed by two young servants, with a bitter face, "Doctor, my master is the only one. He has lost his energy during this period of time. Today, he suddenly fainted and unconscious. I beg the doctor to save the young master."

Doctor Meng gave him a pulse, "Your son is suffering from chronic poisoning."

"Who dares to poison the son? No, there are people who test the poison every day before meals, how can they still be poisoned?"

Doctor Meng pushed the servant aside and looked at the patient's eyes again.

"The chronic poison I'm talking about refers to the kind of poison that accumulates slowly every day. Stand back, you little boy, don't delay my rescue!"

Doctor Meng gave him an injection and gave him another pill.

Lan Ling reached out and picked up Doctor Meng's horn scraping board, and scratched the man's arms and back of his neck.

Doctor Meng nodded and began to work on other sicknesses.

Lan Ling looked at the man with his eyes closed, his complexion slightly dark, his hands covered with calluses, and he seemed to be a martial arts practitioner.

Lan Ling was concentrating on detoxifying him, he opened his eyes suddenly, picked Lan Ling up with one hand, and grabbed her throat with the other: "Who are you?"

Lan Ling was so breathless that he took out his dagger and rushed up.

The servant behind him called out, "Master, this is a doctor, they are doctors!"

The man released his hand, looked at Lan Ling and said, "Misunderstanding!"

Li Xia was annoyed: "I know I misunderstood and still don't apologize!"

The man glared at Li Xia, clasped his fists at Lan Ling and asked, "What's wrong with me?"

Lan Ling rubbed his neck and said angrily, "Crazy disease!"

"What?" the man asked looking up.

The little servant in the back quickly said, "Master, they said that Master was poisoned!"

The man stood up, "Who is so bold, dare to give, poison me!"

Lan Ling glanced at him contemptuously: "You are so arrogant and arrogant, it is normal for someone to poison you!"

The man glanced at Lan Ling, "You doctor, I've already apologized to you, but I'm still so mean!"

"When did you apologize to our lady?" Li Xia asked.

"Our grandfather has already clenched his fists and apologized! For him, this is already an apology!" The boy next to him said quickly.

Li Xia sneered, "How arrogant!"

"Excuse me, doctor, what kind of poison do I have?" the man asked Lan Ling.

"I'm sorry, the doctor is outside, I'm here to help." Lan Ling didn't want to pay attention to him, this man was too arrogant.

He frowned and walked outside slowly.

Lan Ling saw that he was tall, dressed in a light gray brocade shirt, high cheekbones, slightly dark complexion, small slender eyes, and a stern heroic spirit on his body, which made people not dare to neglect him.

Seeing that he was awake, Doctor Meng took his wrist again and took a pulse, "You are poisonous, it's taking a long time, you need to adjust slowly."

"Doctor, what kind of poison do I have?" He bowed to Dr. Meng seriously.

Lan Ling understood that he didn't take a fancy to himself just now.

Doctor Meng shook his head, "Not sure yet."

Lan Ling smelled the black blood just scraped from his body, and looked him up and down again.

"What do you see when you look at me like this?" the man asked.

Lan Ling said, "Have you been suffering from diarrhea and vomiting recently, chest tightness and shortness of breath?"

The man nodded.

Doctor Meng looked at Lan Lingdao, "Did you also see that it is the root of five poisons?"

Lan Ling nodded, "It's the five poisonous roots."

Doctor Meng nodded, "I didn't expect you to be proficient in medicine."

Doctor Meng gave him medicine: "This medicine is taken orally for seven consecutive days. It can be detoxified three times a day. But your poison is accumulated for a long time. You have to find the source of poisoning, otherwise it will be poisoned."

The man thanked, as if something happened, left a piece of gold and hurried away.

Lan Ling has been living in Qingyun Mountain for more than half a month. Sometimes they will help Doctor Meng, sometimes they will stay in Zhuoyuan quietly, and sometimes they will walk around the back mountain, looking forward to meeting Aunt Meng.

On this day, she and Li Xia went down the mountain to buy daily necessities. After shopping, the two went to the restaurant in the town to eat.

Li Xia had just arrived at the door of the restaurant, and suddenly looked back at Lan Ling.

Lan Ling followed her gaze and saw a wanted notice posted on the door of the restaurant. The people above are exactly her and Li Xia, but they are men's clothes, and the names have changed.

It seems that Ling Chen has already returned to the palace, Lan Ling thought.

She and Li Xia are now in women's clothing, which is different from the painting.

Lan Ling entered the restaurant generously and ordered food. These few days on the mountain, there has been clear soup and noodles, Lan Ling ordered her and Li Xia's favorite meals.

Business is good in the restaurant. The second-story building is full of guests.

There were two people on the table next to them talking in a low voice, and a man in white said, "Daxing has already destroyed even the Great Moon Kingdom. Our master is really ambitious."

Another man in black said: "I heard that the princess of the Dayue Kingdom was used. She originally went home to save her relatives, but as a result, her father and brother were all destroyed.

The man in white raised his glass and touched the man in black: "I admire our emperor even more. The five poisons are not a husband. If you want to do something big, how can you do it if you are not cruel! It's just a pity for that beauty."

The man in black asked, "How do you know it's a beauty? Have you seen it before?"

The man in white said, "I haven't seen it before. I heard from my brother that he was born into a country and a city."

Lan Ling thought to himself: Ling Chen destroyed the Great Moon Kingdom? Use Dou Wan'er? Does he really want to unify Beihuang?

How much Dou Wan'er hates him!

A group of officers and soldiers came in, holding the portraits in their hands to check them one by one.

Lan Ling was a little flustered. Because the man standing at the door with his hands behind his back was tall and tall, his eyes were piercing, and there was a long, shallow scar on his face.

Lan Ling looked at him blankly.

Tian Ming.

"What should I do?" Li Xia whispered to Lan Ling.

"Back door." Lan Ling didn't expect that they would find it so quickly, and had already found the foot of Qingyun Mountain.

Seeing three officers and soldiers come over.

Suddenly there was a quarrel upstairs, someone fell down the stairs, and another jumped directly from the second floor to the first floor.

The officers and soldiers immediately surrounded them.

Lan Ling pulled Lixia Elephant from behind the back door and found that officers and soldiers were also standing at the back door. She wanted to jump out of the window, but she was afraid of attracting everyone's attention. She was hesitating when someone grabbed her and Li Xia's wrists, held them in her arms, and staggered out of the door as if they were drunk.

Lan Ling was taken out by the man. Before she could speak, she was already carried on the horse. The man's blue brocade clothes were embroidered with gorgeous patterns of eight-treasure flowers, and his body had a faint scent of agarwood.

The man hugged her and galloped away.

Tian Ming asked the four people who were fighting to raise their faces, and found that it was not the person they were looking for, but just now, he seemed to find several figures walking out of the gate.

He ran out immediately, and those people were gone.

"Sir, it's not a fight, we don't know each other, a guest upstairs just gave us money to fight..."

Tian Ming angrily kicked the man in front of him: "Take them all back! Close the first half of the year!"

He chased after him with several guards.

"Who are you! Where are you taking me?" Lan Ling wanted to turn around to see who he was, but was hugged tightly by his left hand.

"Of course it's to save you! Don't talk!" the man whispered.

Lan Ling heard his voice, it was the person who poisoned Qingyun Mountain.

The horse ran all the way into a grove, and the man got off the horse and carried Lan Ling down.

Lan Ling saw that he was dressed in Tsing Yi, his complexion was much better, and he looked very good-looking.

"Why are you ordered to commit? What crime did you commit?" The man looked Lan Ling up and down.

At this time, Lan Ling was wearing a lavender dress, with only a silver hairpin on her head, and no makeup on her. Her eyes were black and white, without a trace of impurities.

But the notice said it was a repeat offense.

"I, we are, thieves, stole, stole..." Lan Ling couldn't remember what to make up.

The man grinned, his face turned back slightly as he laughed, his teeth white.

"Okay, stop talking. If you don't have a place to go now, how about come with me?" the man asked.

"Who are you?" Lan Ling asked.

"My name is Masan, a businessman. Don't worry, I won't hurt you."

Lan Ling thought for a while, "Alright, take us to a place that is not easy to find."

Ma San changed Lixia into men's clothes, but let Lan Ling still wear women's clothes, rented a carriage, and he and Lan Ling sat in the carriage.

"Why don't you ride a horse?" Lan Ling asked. It was very embarrassing for a man and a woman to sit in the carriage like this.

"If someone lifts the curtain to see, I can cover you." The man said lightly.

When he got into the carriage just now, Lan Ling saw that a short blue sword on his waist was very eye-catching. The sword was hanging on his right side, and it looked like he was left-handed.

"Who the hell are you?" Lan Ling pulled out his Qiushui sword and placed it across the man's neck.

He was not afraid, he grinned, showing his white teeth, "I said, I'm a businessman. Every day I walk south and north, and I can use my fists and feet to defend myself."

Lan Ling smiled.

"Ma San? Your name is fake." Lan Ling rolled his eyes at him.

"You're smart, but who are you? You were born so smart, and the government held you in such a big battle, but made it so obscure. You wouldn't be a concubine who ran away or a princess who eloped, would you?" He looked at her with a smile. .

Lan Ling snorted, "Don't talk nonsense, have you found the source of the poisoning?" Lan Ling changed the subject.

"No, there are so many things I come into contact with every day, how do I find it?"

"The teapots and cups you often use, the books you read, the pens you use, the chess you play, the pillows you often use... These are all likely to be poisoned. You have offended someone, and it's very possible that you have a deliberate source. It's a woman."

"Got it, I'll check it out when I get home." Masan said.

"Show me your sword." Lan Ling reached out.

He took it off and handed it to Lan Ling.

Lan Ling raised his sword and turned it over to watch, the scabbard was shiny.

She pulled the silver hairpin from her head and put it into the gap in the scabbard to test it.

The silver hairpin actually changed color.

Masan's face changed, "This place is poisonous?"

"Yes, I will find a chicken or a dog later, wash the poison out of the scabbard and feed it to give it a try." Lan Ling said.

"I believe you, how did you see it?" Ma San asked.

"You have a habit of touching the scabbard with your right hand, and when you are thinking about things, you often touch your lips with your right thumb and index finger. It must be someone who has seen your habit."

Masan pondered.

Lan Lingdao: "So deliberate, it seems that this person really wants you to die. Poisoning on this will not be tested, and it will be difficult to be found. Even if you are poisoned and die, if you can't find the source of the poison, it will be very difficult. It's hard to find the poisoner."

"You're right." Masan nodded.

"This person who poisoned you hates you very much, but he is afraid of death, or he still has someone to protect, so he can't die yet."

"Yeah." He nodded, "You helped me. Tell me, what do you want, I will fulfill your wish." Ma San looked at Lan Ling.

"You grant me a wish? Let me think about it," Lan Ling said happily.

The servant outside called him in a low voice: "Master, there is a checkpoint ahead."

Ma San and Lan Ling got up at the same time and opened the curtain.

Furthermore, Lan Ling saw a group of cavalry soldiers galloping past the checkpoint. The man in front was tall, dressed in black clothes, with long eyes and eyebrows, and tight lips. It was Ling Chen.