Li Luo suddenly realized that this was not a deliberately embarrassing move. Chengyan responded: "Since it is the rule of Wanmei Garden, I should obey it."
After that, Li Luo walked over. On the back of the big stone were engraved the names of the sixteen people who had entered here before, and the word "Guigu" was written on the fifteenth line.
Li Luo took a look and counted his breaths in astonishment. Then he realized that it was no wonder that the old man Guigu spent a lot of words describing the terminal disease of severe pulses in the idle clouds. He also imagined several treatment methods, but the cost was not high.
It is very dangerous to take a wrong approach with your sword.
When Li Luochu saw that Old Man Guigu had spent so many pages describing the disease of broken pulses, he was still a little confused. Now it seems that he had been to Wanmei Garden and had seen the disease of broken pulses.
Thinking about it, if you encounter such a rare terminal disease and there is no cure, the old man Guigu will never sit idly by and look for ways to treat it. However, it is unknown whether he took any action in the early years.
The woman in white floated over and saw Li Luo staring at the word "Guigu" in a daze, and asked softly: "Why, do you recognize him?"
Li Luo hummed and said, "Old Guigu and I have a master-disciple relationship."
"I see, no wonder you know about the disease of broken pulse." The woman in white said calmly, with no sadness or joy on her face. She knew clearly that the descendant of Guigu was here, but it seemed that her mood did not make any waves at all.
Li Luo glanced at the woman in white who was as calm as ever. She was similar in age to him, probably about a few years older.
Li Luo was not very old when Old Man Guigu was imprisoned in the palace. It seems that Old Man Guigu had seen this girl not long before he was forced into the palace. However, at that time, news had spread in the world that Old Man Guigu had also gone into hiding.
Having been in Tibet for a while, at this juncture, why are you willing to take the risk to go to the Plum Blossom Festival? Is it just for some illusory opportunity?
Or maybe there is some secret in it that Li Luo doesn't know about.
"In his medical book, Gui Lao has various detailed explanations of the disease of broken pulses, and there are also some methods of treatment. He must be trying to cure the girl."
"Oh, he's interested." The woman in white said lightly, but she was so indifferent that Li Luo didn't know how to answer.
The woman in white said no more, her pretty eyes were changing as she looked at the sixteen names carved on the big stone.
Li Luo had no choice but to follow the gaze of the woman in white.
The handwriting on the top line is already a little blurry, and the words engraved are definitely not Dagan writing, let alone the remnant merchants of the previous dynasty.
The handwriting is much older than the Gansu and Shang dynasties, and the style and character are vaguely the same, but the meaning contained in the words must be vastly different.
The handwriting is ancient and time has passed, but it can still be distinguished now. It seems that people in Wanmei Garden will deepen these carvings every time. If not, the handwriting on this big stone would have disappeared in the long river of history.
Li Luo looked at it from top to bottom. The further down he went, the more likely he could guess the handwriting carved on the stone. After the tenth line, even if the words used were not residual merchant characters, they would not be too different.
Far.
Li Luo looked at it, and he always felt that the name carved on this big stone had some strange meaning. It seemed to be a bit weird and sinister. He had an inexplicable feeling, as if there was only a layer of window paper between them, and he wanted to reach out.
He wanted to pierce it, but he was unable to do anything about it, which made him extremely depressed and unbearable.
When he saw the thirteenth line, Li Luo's eyes suddenly tightened, his expression did not change, but the hands in his sleeves quietly clenched.
There is a name here, but I didn't expect to see it again, and this time it was clearly drawn one by one. Two words that seemed to be wrong appeared in front of Li Luo's eyes.
Mountains.
A few years ago, Li Luo would not have cared about these two words. They might be a person or a place, but the simple word "Lian Shan" first appeared on the ghost ship in the East China Sea, and now it is engraved on Wanmei
On the big stone in the garden, if there is no connection between the two, no one would be able to believe it.
Li Luo let out a breath, and now he finally knew that the person represented by the word "Lianshan", a prodigy who had broken through the nine gates of Wanmei Garden and stepped into the hinterland of Wanmei Garden, could he be the tyrannical ghost on the East China Sea?
The ship was made by this man.
Thinking of this, Li Luo's heart was shocked, and he suddenly recalled the mysterious and strange woman in white he met on the ghost ship that day.
She is also dressed in white, with the same unpredictable expression. The only difference is that the expression of the woman in white on the ghost ship is ever-changing. The eyes of the woman in white in front of her seem to contain all kinds of emotions in the world, but there is an inexplicable echo among the monsters.
Mysterious and mysterious.
Li Luo's expression changed several times, and his breathing changed rapidly. The woman in white had already noticed something strange about Li Luo, but surprisingly she didn't ask any more questions this time, as if she didn't want to know what Li Luo knew.
"Does the girl know the origin of the person whose name is carved on this big stone?"
"Well, I've only met two of them, but all the senior experts who entered here have records, so I do know something about their origins." The woman in white didn't lie and answered bluntly.
"If I ask about the origin of one of them, am I no longer allowed to ask about the origin of this palace?"
The woman in white glanced at Li Luo and said calmly: "Opportunity is opportunity. If you take advantage of it, it will no longer be opportunity. Is the young master just as greedy as the rest of the world?"
"Everyone in the world is greedy. I'm just a layman, so I can't be an exception. I made the girl laugh."
The woman in white smiled indifferently and said: "If you want to know the origin of one of the people on this stone, it's okay. The choice is only in the young master's heart. If you want to ask someone, just ask me. If your original intention remains unchanged, just leave you on the stone.
His name."
Li Luo smiled casually, without thinking too much, and said harmoniously: "I'm just here to solve the doubts in my heart. As for the senior's style, I'll think of other ways in the future."
The woman in white smiled lightly, a trace of undetectable approval flashed in her eyes, and she hummed softly.
Li Luo took a step forward and looked at the weathered blue stone for a few times. With a solemn expression, he pulled out the Minghong Sword that was used as a Guanzhong knife behind his back, and neatly carved the word "Li Luo" on the stone. He then put the knife back into its sheath and stood there.
Beside the woman in white.
The woman in white glanced at Li Luo's back and asked with slight surprise: "Does the sword in the young master's hand have a name?"
"The name of the sword is Minghong."
"Ming Hong Dao?" The woman in white was stunned for a moment, lost her mind for a moment, sighed leisurely, and turned her pretty eyes away to look at the name left on the big stone quietly.
Li Luo waited quietly while the woman's expression remained unchanged. It looked like she had seen the name Li Luo for the first time. She was as calm as if she were looking at the water flowing between the flowers, without any disturbance.
Li Luo felt a little disappointed for no reason. This kind of competitive mood had not appeared in Li Luo's heart for a long time.