After walking for more than 80 miles, I did not find any other buildings.

I also asked the herb collector, and the herb collector clearly informed that there were no other courtyards nearby.

Back in the dilapidated temple house, he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. Feng Ziyue decided to explain to the old man, and took out the prescription and asked what the revenge medicine was.

It's late at night and I can't sleep.

Come to the window and see the flowers and plants growing quietly in the yard. The sky is particularly bright and flickering, and the air in the mountains is particularly cold.

There were also people in the courtyard holding red lights and patrol watch. A few big birds stood on the eaves and stared at Feng Ziyue.

Feng Ziyue closed the doors and windows for fear of accidents, so he didn't dare to sleep under the bed until dawn.

Sleeping in a daze until the sun rises, birds chirping, and snoring sounds everywhere while sleeping, and being awakened by the sound of talking.

I looked at the side and smiled. I saw people looking for and talking, and heard someone saying,

Brothers,

Why did this person suddenly run away? Was he taken away by a beast?

Someone answered, I don’t think the doors and windows inside the house are good, I guess this person’s origin is unknown and he will definitely be invisible with evil magic.

Secretly searching for our gold, silver and jewelry in the dark, maybe he is a thief.

Anything to say is all over the place,

Feng Ziyue rubbed her eyes and wrists, put her head on her side, and looked at them happily talking. She felt tired and her stomach was bulging and she wanted to go to the toilet.

I was a little anxious and jumped out of the bed, and my big robe was wearing a scattered hair and stood in the middle of the house, grinning at everyone,

He scared the five or six people in the house and shouted, "He's a ghost, he's a ghost, he's a ghost, he's a ghost,

The windows scattered around the windows and climbed into the house and jingled the bells and sounded, alarming the people in the yard. People panicked and thought something was wrong.

Take up a big knife and surround it to the door,

At this time, Feng Ziyue's disheveled hair was just about to arrive at the door, and he bumped into a herbicide collector head-on. The other party didn't look at him carefully, and he was a little short and didn't see his head.

At that time, hey, ghost, foaming at the mouth, fell to the ground without waking up, and the people behind him didn't know what happened. He raised a wooden stick in a panic and could beat him.

He woke up the fallen herb collector and ran away,

Feng Ziyue saw that they were in a mess, and pretended to pick up a stool and mixed in the crowd and shouted,

Where is the ghost? Fight the ghost, fight the ghost,

Someone noticed him and said, "Oh, he has a shadow, is he a human or not a ghost."

Everyone left and watched carefully, and looked at him like a monkey. A farce ended in the viewing.

The old man and his men arrived. After listening to their subordinates' stories, everyone burst into laughter and then turned around and left.

After finishing washing and having breakfast, Feng Ziyue came to the front yard to look for the old man. He searched for two circles but found no one.

A young man said,

The master has just gone out to collect herbs in the mountains and will probably come back in the afternoon.

Feng Ziyue was free and wandered around the yard. She walked to the herbs and smelled the medicine. She smelled the fragrance of medicine. She was a pure natural and pollution-free medicine.

I turned around and approached a plaque in the courtyard. I pushed the door into the house without a word. I saw many stand-alone cabinets and windows in the house filled with rocks and wood carvings.

There are also a few glittering jade jewelry,

I looked around the house but found no herbs or medicine-related objects. The two open houses were smoothly separated by a door.

There is a portrait hanging on the left wall against the window, and it is obvious that only one outline is drawn. Feng Ziyue looked very familiar like Fang Qingbo, which is interesting.

How could anyone draw her?

I shook my head and muttered, judging who it is based on a contour is purely imagination, I have thought too much,

Next to the portrait is a desk.

Complete pen, ink, paper and ink,

Feng Ziyue sat on a chair and looked at the scene in the house and thought. The old man understood medical skills, so why didn’t there be any medicine in the house?

I got up in a state of distraction and came to the desk. I picked up my brush and painted in a wild way. Suddenly I felt that in addition to learning martial arts and magic, I was still an art master.

I was entertaining myself and looked at the paintings at the same time, and nodded very satisfied. I liked this abstract painting very much. The artistic conception was very strong and I couldn't understand it. The paintings were tilted and tilted.

When the wind was proud, someone suddenly spoke behind him. The painting was good and it was very suitable to hang it at the door to ward off evil spirits.

He suddenly turned around and saw the old man staring at him happily.

oops,

Why did this old man come back suddenly? There is a conspiracy, I'm careful,

When will the old man return?

I heard from your disciple that you will return in the afternoon when you go to collect herbs,

The old man said, "I forgot to take the medicine pocket halfway through the way, and when I came back, I took it out, and happened to meet you to show off your skills and draw an abstract painting."

Feng Ziyue said, "Old man, I accidentally approached the house. Please believe me if I have no other intentions."

The old man smiled and said, "The young man's house is like people entering and leaving, regardless of master, servant or outsider."

Come on, sit down,

The two made tea and chatted. He secretly observed the old man. The old man didn't want to show anything. He kept smiling and looking at him calmly, not knowing why he was restless.

Feng Ziyue said, "Why don't you ask me, an outsider, for a few days, why don't you ask me your name?"

The old man smiled and said, "I am going to meet you by the way, and there is no need to know too much about human nature."

Haven't you asked my name?

Feng Ziyue said in her heart after hearing this,

Hi, I was so angry that I just asked him who his name was, but the old man seemed to be blocking my mouth with just ordinary words, and he couldn't ask him who he was.

Feng Ziyue thought to himself, this old man is definitely not simple, he looks like an ordinary person, and you don’t know how deep he is when he is hidden.

Feng Ziyue said happily, the old man said too profoundly, and I didn’t understand it, but I know you are a knowledgeable person.

It is my honor to know the old man.

The old man laughed and said, "Young man, you are very good at speaking, I can hear something in my words."

Are you looking for me if you have something to do?

The more Feng Ziyue heard the old man speak like this, the more uneasy he felt. Now he didn't know whether he was an enemy or a friend.

I dare not take the prescription out and ask,

Thinking of the fact that Doctor Bai mentioned it as a revenge drug, he felt that the connotation was too deep, and the old man was very mysterious, afraid of causing trouble.

Feng Ziyue held the tea bowl and turned her eyes. He wanted to verify again whether there was a dilapidated temple nearby.

I asked with a smile, old man, I have something to ask, may I ask, there are dilapidated temples or abandoned manors in this mountain,

The old man said that there is no more manor and temple in the 300-mile primeval forest near the young man.

Just finished speaking,

A sudden crack in the window inside the house flashed with a red light. The two of them looked at it.

I saw a portrait of a person hanging on the wall, and many holes were made by sand and stones.

The old man quickly walked up to take off the painting and muttered, "A good painting, the wounds were blown by the thief wind, and the pain could not heal.

You will be misunderstood and jump into the point where the Yellow River cannot be washed clearly.

Feng Ziyue was confused when he heard it.

I hurriedly walked up to persuade me that it would be okay if a painting was broken, I could just draw a few more pictures, so why bother to blame myself?
Chapter completed!