"Take me away, take me away..." Guan Jiyu murmured in a daze, and Yue Xin helped wipe the sweat from her neck over and over again. Even though she had changed several basins of cold water, Guan Jiyu's high fever never went down.
.
Ever since Guan Jiyu fell into a deep sleep, she kept murmuring words such as "Take me away, young master...".
Yue Xin was worried that Guan Jiyu would be burned out if she continued like this, so she would call her gently from time to time. After Guan Jiyu was awakened, he would become silent and lost.
Yue Xin knew that she was extremely unwell and in a bad mood, so she tried to talk to her to relieve her boredom, and said: "Miss Guan, you have been shouting in your sleep to ask "Master" to take you away. Is this the Master of your family?"
?I heard the prince say before that your home is in Nanqin, but you want your son to take you back to Nanqin's home?"
"My home...is in Nanqin." Guan Jiyu said softly: "But the young master is no longer here. I have been dreaming about him recently. Maybe it's because I miss him too much and just want him to take me away."
Yue Xin was shocked and said: "Miss Guan, what are you talking nonsense about? Our old friends have passed away. We just need to keep them in our hearts forever. How could you think about..."
Guan Jiyu's eyes were sore from the fever. She gently closed her dry eyes and said, "I should have followed him at that time. I wanted to live as long as I could, but I had to avenge him before dying. It's a shame.
Until now, I have not even taken my revenge and my body is already disabled. How can I go to see him? How can I go to see him..."
Yue Xin could only hold Guan Jiyu's hand tightly and said softly: "Girl, don't say that."
There was a rapid knock on the door outside the house. Yue Xin quickly got up and opened the door. As soon as she opened the door, Yue Xin was surprised and said: "Master Xia, Master Zeng Qi?!"
Yue Xin asked the two people outside the door to come in. She called Guan Jiyu in a low voice and said, "Girl, don't be sad. Look who's coming!"
Guan Jiyu rubbed his dry eyes with the back of his hand, slowly opened his eyes, then cheered up and shouted: "Master Zeng Qi, you are here."
Her uncontrollable grievance and sadness were revealed almost unabashedly with this greeting.
Although Master Zeng Qi was old, his eyes were bright. He nodded gently, Yue Xin moved a stool, Master Zeng Qi slowly sat down, briefly observed Guan Jiyu's face, and said: "
My child, you have suffered."
Guan Jiyu pursed his lips, holding back the sadness in his heart, and said: "Master Zeng Qi, I always remember what you said back then. I don't know why this time, but I just lost the last essay. Do you have any more
Is there any other way? Is there really no other translation or supplementary volume of "Wind-Zhan Jue"?"
Master Zeng Qi calmly took out the medicine box he carried with him, took out the silver needle from the needle bag, carefully applied the needle to Guan Jiyu, and then said: "Son, we have discussed this issue earlier, this time I heard from Xia
After your Excellency said this, I was shocked and at a loss what to do." He stroked his beard and said: "The "Wind-Destroying Jue" is indeed an only copy. The prince spent a lot of effort to find it. This book was found under the imperial decree
Liu Geng is ***, how can there be other translations or supplements?"
Guan Jiyu forced out a smile and said calmly: "Master Zeng Qi, should I just wait to die?"
Xia Mingzhong frowned and looked at Master Zeng Qi.
Master Zeng Qi did not reply. He just took Guan Jiyu's pulse carefully and then said, "Don't rush to a conclusion. Let's take a closer look."
He took out a gourd-shaped bottle from the medicine box, poured out a pill from it, and said: "Fortunately, you used to know kung fu and have a good foundation. Otherwise, how could anyone else have persisted to this point? Let's take this first
Once you take the medicine, it will relieve your pain and make your body feel more relaxed."
After hearing this, Guan Jiyu quickly took the pills given by Zeng Qi. Yue Xin handed her a glass of water. She drank it all before lying back down and said, "Master Zeng Qi, I'm sorry that you have to go all the way for my business.
It’s a long journey, it’s really hard for you to come all the way from Hercule.”
Master Zeng Qi said warmly: "Since I am instructing you to practice the "Wind Cutting Technique", I should take care of any problems during this period. You are a good boy and you have a good life. I cannot ignore you."
Guan Jiyu's eyes flashed
Hot, thank you again and again.
Master Zeng Qi stood up and said, "After taking the medicine, have a good sleep. I guess you haven't been able to sleep well in the past few days. If you need anything, call me anytime."
After saying that, Master Zeng Qi and Xia Mingzhong walked out of the room.
After walking a little further, Xia Mingzhong asked: "Master Zeng Qi, looking at Miss Guan's situation, is there any other way?"
Master Zeng Qi's expression was no longer as optimistic and calm as he had been in Guan Jiyu's room just now. He sighed: "It's better to find a way to find the lost finale as soon as possible. This is the eighth chapter of "The Wind-Slaying Technique".
Practitioners are asked to walk through the gates of hell, and they must practice Chapter 9 as quickly as possible to ensure that their bodies recover as before."
"But... it has been delayed for several days now." Xia Mingzhong said: "To be honest, it is not an easy task to find the final essay. I am afraid that the longer the delay, the worse Miss Guan's health will be...
"
Master Zeng Qi shook his head, said "Oh" and left.
Xia Mingzhong stood there, thought for a long time, and then took out the note given by Jin Chan with her address written on it.
He left the palace alone and followed the address, only to find that the door of the house was locked. Xia Mingzhong quickly changed direction and rode his horse to Jin Chan's old house, which was also empty.
Xia Mingzhong stood by the medicine field outside the old house and looked at it for a while. Not far away, a farmer happened to pass by and asked, "Are you here to see Cicada Girl?"
Xia Mingzhong replied: "Yes, I had an order with Miss Jin Chan earlier. I'm here to get the medicine. Why don't I see her?"
The farmer's expression changed. He looked around before he dared to walk up to Xia Mingzhong. He leaned closer and whispered: "Master, you are here at an unlucky time! You don't know, right? Cicada's husband just died. She
How can you continue to sell medicine when you have free time?!"
"What? Her husband is gone?" Xia Mingzhong was shocked when he learned the news.
Although Jin Chan's husband is not an important role, Xia Mingzhong clearly met him on the road before going to Hechiliu to find Master Zeng Qi! How could a living person who was walking on the street two days ago clearly?
Died suddenly?
The farmer's expression was very complicated, half looking at the good show and half regretting, saying: "Oh! No, everyone in our area knows it! It's true for Old Man Jin. He was a member of the Tuliu family and still had some money.
, thinking that she didn’t have a few days to live, she wanted to entrust Girl Cicada to a good husband’s family. But not long after Girl Cicada got married, the Liu family’s business was not very good. I thought it was normal for business to be good and bad.
, but there has been no improvement over the years.”
The farmer crossed his arms, yawned, and tsked: "In the final analysis, as long as you are happy whether you have money or not, old man Jin left with peace of mind, but Girl Cicada didn't seem to be happy after getting married. , it’s just that I have no money, and the hard days are over. Who would have thought that Liu Jian would be short-lived? But I heard that the two of them had reconciled not long ago, and it’s a good thing that they reconciled, otherwise the Liu family might still be alive. I want to make Cicada girl a widow."
Xia Mingzhong asked: "What about Miss Jin Chan? Where is she now?"
The farmer pointed to a short distance away and said: "She? Where else can she go? Probably at Liu Jian's house. Although they are reconciled and divorced, they were still a family in the past. A husband and wife are grateful for a hundred days, and she has to go to Liu Jian's funeral. Let’s take a look. If she doesn’t go, she might be drowned by the saliva from Liujiacun!”
Xia Mingzhong looked at the direction pointed to by the farmer and immediately decided to look for it.
By the time Xia Mingzhong arrived at Liu's house, the funeral was almost over. Helpers from the village crowded the entire Liu house. Xia Mingzhong stood outside the door for a long time before he saw Jin Chan's thin figure slowly walking out from inside.
She was dressed in white mourning clothes, and there was no color or luster on her face.
, only one pair of eyes were red, it must have been from crying just now.
Jin Chan soon saw Xia Mingzhong standing outside the door. She walked over, as if she was surprised that he would appear here.
"Master Xia." Jin Chan said: "Do you need the medicine urgently? I'm sorry, things have been busy here these two days, and I haven't had time to prepare it. I'm not at home either, so your trip was in vain.
Said he found this place again."
Xia Mingzhong just replied calmly: "It's just that I'm not too busy today, so I thought I'd get the medicine from you. I went to your house to see you, but you weren't there, so I inquired all the way and found this place."
"It's all over." Jin Chan took off the white flowers on her head, carefully put them away, and said, "I'll go with you. I'll just go back and sort out the medicinal materials you want, so that you don't have to run back and forth again."
The two went back all the way, but Xia Mingzhong rode in front, and Jin Chan followed behind in his carriage. The two of them arrived at the door of Jin Chan's house almost in tandem.
Jin Chan opened the door with the key and said: "Master Xia, please come in."
Xia Mingzhong nodded and followed into the house.
There are many empty rooms in Jin Chan's home, so she stores a small amount of some commonly used medicinal materials in the room, so that it is convenient to get them.
Xia Mingzhong stood aside and waited for Jin Chan to pack the medicinal ingredients, and suddenly asked: "Your husband was not very old, how could he pass away suddenly?"
Jin Chan paused while loading the medicine in his hand and said calmly: "Mr. Unfortunately, he had both."
"Oh." Xia Mingzhong looked at the various medicinal materials piled up and asked again: "There are basically two types of death, being killed and dying of illness. Did he suffer from some incurable disease? You have so many medicinal materials here. Can’t it be cured?”
Jin Chan neatly tied the medicine bag in his hand with hemp rope, handed it to Xia Mingzhong with both hands, and said: "Mr. It’s sad enough.”
As she spoke, tears started to well up again, and she choked out, "This is a family matter that makes me very sad. Can you please stop asking about it?"