The first chapter Life is worse than death
The autumn wind blows, and the fragrance of medicine permeates the air.
Hanshan medicinal materials market, a low-lying ancient shop of blue bricks in the northwest corner, with black ink-like plaques hanging obliquely. Three vigorous and simple bloody characters, deep in the middle of the plaque: Zhen Yao Fang.
In front of the door
The lane paved with bluestone was disturbed by a sudden sound of footsteps.
Bearer is a thin, pale boy, his footsteps faltering, shaking all over, as if a romantic slip can blow him down, linen woven sacks, he presented a bluish black hand clenched.
"Shout ..."
The teenager gasped and stopped at the front of Zhen Yao Fang. When he bent down, he put the sack under his feet, embroidered with a black handkerchief with a pattern of Manzhu Shahua. After taking out the handkerchief with trembling hands, he struggled to lift his arm and wiped off the thick sweat on his forehead.
He is Ye Tong!
He is the boy of Zhen Yao Fang and the only owner of Zhen Yao Fang now.
Ye Pupil clenched his handkerchief tightly, looked up and stared at the plaque in front of him. Complex light slowly flowed out of the originally godless eyes. Ye Pupil hated it here and attached to it. This is his hell, but it is also his shelter.
"The little master is back!"
A deep and hoarse voice came from the door of Zhen Yao Fang. A hunchbacked old man, leaning on a crutch, staggered out of the threshold. From his appearance alone, it seemed that he had few years to live.
"Ahem ..."
Ye Tong looked back, and in several violent coughs, the handkerchief wiped away the black blood spilled from the corners of his mouth without trace, picked up the sack at his feet again, nodded and said, "I'm back."
The hunchback old man asked, "Did you find the blood ganoderma lucidum and the dried bones grass?"
Ye Tong took a step and passed the hunchback old man, leaving only an erratic voice: "Wild blood ganoderma lucidum in 90 years, dead bones grass in 120 years, but all the blue and silver left by the old things have been spent."
"If you spend it, you will spend it." Hearing the teenager's words, the hunchback old man's wrinkles spread out, turned around and followed Ye Tong, and smiled with satisfaction: "Young Master can live for two more months when he finds these two main herbs."
Ye Pupil's stumbling steps didn't stop, but his tone was a little cold: "Medicine slave, can you stop saying the same thing every time?" I know how long I can live! To cook medicine, I can't hold it any longer. "
The hunchback old man didn't seem to hear the change of Ye Tong's tone, but he was still his smiling face. Hehe said, "I'm afraid I can't take a medicine bath yet. There are guests in the store and they can't get rid of them. "
"Huh?" Ye Tong was in a daze, glancing at the gorgeous frame parked in the front lane, frowning and asking, "Who wants medicine?"
The hunchback old man said, "medicine seeker!" "
"Let them wait."
Ye Pupil's footsteps, a little faster than just now, passed through the arched corridor and bypassed the wide courtyard, as if he didn't see the three figures sitting cross-legged on the futon in the courtyard, and turned straight from the left corridor to the arch of the courtyard.
There are several futons lying on the ground in the courtyard. At the moment, there are three people crossing their legs on the futon, an old man with silver hair and a luxurious robe, a belle with charm and a light blue dress, and a beautiful girl like Xuan Nv.
They watched Ye Pupil go to the side yard and the hunchback old man come.
"Who is he?"
Middle-aged belle floated up and stared at the hunchback old man and asked.
The hunchbacked old man laughed and said, "My little master."
Middle-aged belle Diane frowned slightly, and her lithe figure sprinted instantly, blocking the way before Ye Pupil entered the arch. Cold hum a way: "Now that you're back, make medicine for us quickly. The illness of our elders can't be delayed. If you delay, you can't afford the consequences. "
"Get out without waiting." Leaf pupil stopped, fundus cold light flashing, like a fierce beast staring at the woman in front of you.
Ye Tong, he ...
I feel my soul expanding. The autumn wind blows, and the fragrance of medicine permeates the air.
Hanshan medicinal materials market, a low-lying ancient shop of blue bricks in the northwest corner, with black ink-like plaques hanging obliquely. Three vigorous and simple bloody characters, deep in the middle of the plaque: Zhen Yao Fang.
In front of the door
The lane paved with bluestone was disturbed by a sudden sound of footsteps.
Bearer is a thin, pale boy, his footsteps faltering, shaking all over, as if a romantic slip can blow him down, linen woven sacks, he presented a bluish black hand clenched.
"Shout ..."
The teenager gasped and stopped at the front of Zhen Yao Fang. When he bent down, he put the sack under his feet, embroidered with a black handkerchief with a pattern of Manzhu Shahua. After taking out the handkerchief with trembling hands, he struggled to lift his arm and wiped off the thick sweat on his forehead.
He is Ye Tong!
He is the boy of Zhen Yao Fang and the only owner of Zhen Yao Fang now.
Ye Pupil clenched his handkerchief tightly, looked up and stared at the plaque in front of him. Complex light slowly flowed out of the originally godless eyes. Ye Pupil hated it here and attached to it. This is his hell, but it is also his shelter.
"The little master is back!"
A deep and hoarse voice came from the door of Zhen Yao Fang. A hunchbacked old man, leaning on a crutch, staggered out of the threshold. From his appearance alone, it seemed that he had few years to live.
"Ahem ..."
Ye Tong looked back, and in several violent coughs, the handkerchief wiped away the black blood spilled from the corners of his mouth without trace, picked up the sack at his feet again, nodded and said, "I'm back."
The hunchback old man asked, "Did you find the blood ganoderma lucidum and the dried bones grass?"
Ye Tong took a step and passed the hunchback old man, leaving only an erratic voice: "Wild blood ganoderma lucidum in 90 years, dead bones grass in 120 years, but all the blue and silver left by the old things have been spent."
"If you spend it, you will spend it." Hearing the teenager's words, the hunchback old man's wrinkles spread out, turned around and followed Ye Tong, and smiled with satisfaction: "Young Master can live for two more months when he finds these two main herbs."
Ye Pupil's stumbling steps didn't stop, but his tone was a little cold: "Medicine slave, can you stop saying the same thing every time?" I know how long I can live! To cook medicine, I can't hold it any longer. "
The hunchback old man didn't seem to hear the change of Ye Tong's tone, but he was still his smiling face. Hehe said, "I'm afraid I can't take a medicine bath yet. There are guests in the store and they can't get rid of them. "
"Huh?" Ye Tong was in a daze, glancing at the gorgeous frame parked in the front lane, frowning and asking, "Who wants medicine?"
The hunchback old man said, "medicine seeker!" "
"Let them wait."
Ye Pupil's footsteps, a little faster than just now, passed through the arched corridor and bypassed the wide courtyard, as if he didn't see the three figures sitting cross-legged on the futon in the courtyard, and turned straight from the left corridor to the arch of the courtyard.
There are several futons lying on the ground in the courtyard. At the moment, there are three people crossing their legs on the futon, an old man with silver hair and a luxurious robe, a belle with charm and a light blue dress, and a beautiful girl like Xuan Nv.
They watched Ye Pupil go to the side yard and the hunchback old man come.
"Who is he?"
Middle-aged belle floated up and stared at the hunchback old man and asked.
The hunchbacked old man laughed and said, "My little master."
Middle-aged belle Diane frowned slightly, and her lithe figure sprinted instantly, blocking the way before Ye Pupil entered the arch. Cold hum a way: "Now that you're back, make medicine for us quickly. The illness of our elders can't be delayed. If you delay, you can't afford the consequences. "
"Get out without waiting." Leaf pupil stopped, fundus cold light flashing, like a fierce beast staring at the woman in front of you.
Ye Tong, he ...
I feel my soul expanding. The walls are dark and the small windows are closed.
Inside the house, there is a dazzling blood-red square table in the purlin. On the table, there is a tripod furnace, half a meter high, full of dark and mellow luster, with eight vivid and lifelike dragon patterns, and the exquisite carving is amazing. Above the center of the house, there is a dark purple coffin hanging, which brings a sense of cold in the house.
Under the purple coffin.
The hot air in the stone barrel curled up and filled the air.
The hunchback old man stood by the stone bucket, looked at the slightly trembling leaf pupil, and whispered, "Little Master, 100 poison has been prepared, please hurry into the bucket."
Leaf pupil slightly, and watched the hunchback old man leave the door, and close the door from the outside, this just trembling hands, take off one by one clothes.
Streamlined muscles, skin color Bai Zhe.
However!
On this suet-like white and greasy skin, there are scars of different lengths, which are staggering.
"Uh-huh ..."
Ye Pupil stepped into the stone bucket and soaked it in dark green viscous liquid. Suddenly, the needle seemed to hurt every nerve in his body like a flood, and a growl rang from Ye Pupil's throat.
It hurts!
It hurts!
Pain into the bone marrow!
For this kind of pain, Ye Pupil has tasted it thousands of times since he was a child, even more painful than this, just like pieces, and he has tasted it once from hell.
After the stuffy hum, he immediately sat cross-legged in the stone bucket, keeping his mind tight, and silently running the Poison Sutra for Washing Medulls. Over the years, if it weren't for the Poison Sutra for Washing Medulls, which he practiced, the supreme achievement method of poison pulse, I'm afraid he has been dead for thousands of times, not to mention suppressing that fascination all the time ...
Medicine is poison.
He is also poisonous.
His body needs to fight poison with poison to continue his life.
In the main courtyard.
The hunchbacked old man slowly stepped out of the courtyard gate. His rickety body suddenly shivered, and his spine straightened a lot in an instant. The deep eyes passed over the three people in the courtyard and stayed at the courtyard gate deeply, and the murder was looming.
A moment later, the crutch in the hunchback old man's hand focused on the ground. Without looking at the three men, he said, "I advise you to leave at once, otherwise, it will be a disaster for the central pool and a bloodbath. Don't blame the old slave for not reminding you."
Zhang Pinshou frowned and was silent, while the whole girl showed a bit of surprise and turned to glance at the gate.
However.
On Zhang Zhongying's beautiful face, there was a little warmth and anger. She looked straight at the hunchback old man and snorted, "We will leave at once if we get the medicine, otherwise, the intimidation in a few words will not achieve the purpose of making us leave."
"Don't want to leave?"
The murder in the hunchback old man's eyes did not die, but a strange smile appeared on his old face: "So, even if we meet, it will have nothing to do with my young master, right?" Help yourself. "
Whew!
Three ghostly figures suddenly appeared on the courtyard wall silently, with a strong sarcastic voice, like a wave of waves: "The old dog around Huo Lanqiu, the poison demon, is kind-hearted! The lives of three ants can arouse your poor kindness ... "
Blazing with anger, a hunchbacked old man, stared at the bald old man headed by him, and said in a cold voice, "Yin and Yang Johnson ... Mu Wudian!"