Children's smashing guide [Comprehensive base three]

Chapter 194 The Flying Beggar in Jun Mountain 2

After waking up in the morning, after washing, Nangong Ling saw the piece of handkerchief on the table with her lips tightly pursed and her brows furrowed.After a while, he wrapped the handkerchief and left the room.He couldn't wait for a moment. Although it was still early, Chu Liuxiang should have woken up.

There is still a little distance between Donglai Inn and the sub-helm of the beggar gang. No inn would be willing to open near other gangs, unless the background is very strong or the inn is run by that gang.

Nangong Ling looked up at the quaint plaque. This Donglai Inn has existed here for many years. After so many years, it is not easy for this signboard to survive the wind, rain, and sun. How can we expect it? Still brand new.

"That's right, this is here." Nangong Ling looked around. There were very few people on the road at this time, and it was inconvenient to follow him. However, no one followed him at this time, so he was a little relieved.

After entering, he went up the stairs directly to find the room where Chu Liuxiang was. The owner of the inn looked indifferent as if he was used to it. He was not surprised or curious at all. After all, how could an inn that has been here for so long have such a As for thoughts, if they have one, they will get into a lot of trouble, and they are very clear about what to do and what not to do.

Nangong Ling came to the door of the room unimpeded, he knocked lightly a few times, and the door opened automatically.

As soon as the door opened, he saw Chu Liuxiang and a handsome monk with a bald head looking towards him. Chu Liuxiang smiled and said, "Wu Hua, this is the beggar sect disciple Nangong Ling I told you about."

The monk looked at Xia Nangong Ling carefully, and then folded his hands together: "Benefactor, the little monk is polite."

Immediately, Nangong Ling's affection for Wuhua gradually increased. Firstly, he was very good-looking, secondly, he was very polite, and thirdly, he seemed to have a special feeling for this great monk.

Nangong Ling clasped her fists and saluted: "I'm going down to Nangong Ling."

After closing the door, Nangong Ling sat on the round chair, his eyes fixed on Wuhua.

Wu Hua seemed a little shy, her face turned red and she asked, "Is my face stained with dust?"

Nangong Ling regained consciousness and immediately waved his hand: "No, it's just, it's just." Nangong Ling, who can usually talk endlessly, was at a loss for words, and didn't know what to say.

Chu Liuxiang glanced at the two of them and said, "No wonder there are no flowers, didn't I lose my mind the first time I saw you?"

"Xiang Shuai don't talk nonsense."

Nangong Ling explained: "I, I, I feel that Master Wuhua has a very special feeling."

"...haha." Chu Liuxiang was taken aback for a moment and then smiled, "Okay, let's not talk about this, Xiao Ling, let's get down to business."

"Oh, oh." Nangong Ling immediately took out the handkerchief.

Chu Liuxiang looked at the handkerchief strangely: "I remember this is your own handkerchief."

At that time, Wuyin got a lot of handkerchiefs for Nangong Ling, and a lot of handkerchiefs for Chu Liuxiang, some of which were embroidered with tulips and some with orchids.Then, Chu Liuxiang's handkerchief was given away by the girl beside him.

Nangong Ling opened the veil, which was stained with blood and there was a little white powder on it: "Look carefully at this white powder."

"This." Chu Liuxiang picked up the handkerchief with both hands and looked carefully.

Nangong Ling asked hurriedly: "Uncle Chu, do you know what this powder is and what it does?"

"The amount is too small, and it is impossible to tell the difference here." Without specific tools and in-depth experience, just reading books is useless. The white powder must be made of many kinds of things. Maybe just by looking at it and touching it?What's more, aren't many medicines in this Jianghu are white powder?

Nangong Ling was a little disappointed, he sighed slightly, and lowered his head.

Suddenly, Wu Hua took out a medicine bottle from her bosom, took out a piece of paper, poured a little of the medicine in the medicine bottle, and asked, "Is it this?"

Chu Liuxiang was about to approach, but Nangong Ling immediately said, "Uncle Chu, you can't smoke or touch."

Chu Liuxiang stepped back and smiled, obviously happy that Nangong Ling was worried, and said, "It's okay, I've been holding my breath."

"I forgot that Uncle Chu is very powerful." Nangong Ling touched his head with some shame, he should have thought about who Chu Liuxiang was, and how could he be so careless.

Nangong Ling also held her breath, and her lips were tightly pressed together. The two of them stepped forward to have a look, and tried their hands again.

"It's very similar, it should be the same thing."

"Wuhua, why do you have it?" Chu Liuxiang questioned.

Wu Hua looked up at Nangong Ling and said, "Someone attacked Shaolin, and this was found from the assailant, so Master asked me to bring this medicine to investigate."

Nangong Ling suddenly realized: "So that's the case. I didn't expect those Dongying rogues to be so shameless that they sneaked around everywhere."

Nangong Ling felt aggrieved when she said that, wishing to catch those Dongying wanderers and teach them a good lesson.

Chu Liuxiang and Nangong Ling were talking but they didn't notice the displeasure in Wuhua's eyes. Nangong Ling clasped his fists and said, "Master Wuhua, can you let me take some of this medicine back for the people in the gang to analyze and analyze?" ?”

Wuhua smiled and looked very gentle, but there was a vague sense of distance. Nangong Ling felt this way. He thought to himself, this is the first time he saw it. Isn't it normal to have a sense of distance? Then he relaxed .

"Yes." Wu Hua stretched out her slender but strong fingers, wrapped the paper and handed it to Nangong Ling.

Nangong Ling smiled brightly: "Thank you, Master Wuhua."

After discussing a few more things, Wuhua sat quietly by the side, while Chu Liuxiang and Nangong Ling chatted passionately.Nangong Ling told Chu Liuxiang what he had discovered. He trusted Chu Liuxiang's character very much, and he also trusted Chu Liuxiang's friends. The person who can make Chu Liuxiang want to make friends must not be a bad person, because Chu Liuxiang is such a person.

After the conversation was over, after Nangong Ling left, Wuhua asked, "Xiang Shuai, you really like this young man."

"Xiao Ling is a good boy."

"He looks about fifteen."

Chu Liuxiang smiled: "You guessed wrong, Xiaoling hasn't celebrated his fifteenth birthday yet."

"It's not yet fifteen, why did the beggar gang entrust such an important matter to him?"

Chu Liuxiang explained, and shook out her friend Wuyin.

Wu Hua still kept smiling: "Wu Yin, it is very similar to my Shaolin Buddha name."

"Huh? No sound, no flowers, no appearance... Really." This is really a wonderful coincidence, it really is fate, isn't it?

A white-haired old man appeared in the helm of the beggar gang. The old man leaned on a cane, his back was slightly bent, his face was like withered bark, and there were some spots on it. Showing the demeanor of his youth.

The old man was walking tremblingly in the courtyard. When Nangong Ling came back, he happened to see the old man walking up the steps. The old man was blinded and his steps were not steady. He fell down as soon as he stepped on the first step.

Nangong Ling immediately flew forward to catch the old man, and after helping him, he asked enthusiastically, "Old man, are you okay?"

Although the old man is very old, his eyes still look young, even if he looks tired.Nangong Ling somehow felt that these eyes were very familiar, but did anyone he knew have the same eyes as these eyes?

"Where have we met?" Nangong Ling blurted out this sentence.

The old man shook his head and stroked his beard: "No, no, I haven't seen such a handsome and heroic young man for a long time."

The old man's voice was very hoarse and old, now Nangong Ling can be sure that he has never seen this old man, he has never heard such a voice.

"By the way, old man, why are you here?" This is a sub-helm of the beggar gang, why did this old man who had never seen him appear here?

The old man stared at Nangong Ling and tapped his cane: "You are so confused, you are Nangong Ling, right?"

"Yes."

"That's right, I am the chief helm transferred from the sub-helm next door to assist you, this is my token." The old man tremblingly took out the token and handed it over.

The hand holding the token is dry and thin, the skin does not seem to have any moisture at all, and the blue veins are clearly displayed, but it is different from the toughness of young people. The tendons of the old man are loose and loose, and they feel that they can be broken if pulled .

Nangong Ling helped the old man to take the token and said, "Let's go back to the room and talk about it."

"Okay, okay, thank you." The old man said again, "I think my body was strong when I was young. Now that I am old, I still need you to support me. Thank you so much."

"Old man, you are too polite." Nangong Ling smiled brightly, showing her white teeth.

After helping the old man, Nangong Ling felt that he didn't know what the main rudder meant, how could he let an old man rush to such a dangerous place!What if something goes wrong?This is too inconsiderate.

Seemingly seeing what Nangong Ling was thinking, the old man explained: "The reason I was sent here is because my medical skills are very good, and I will definitely be able to help you."

"But your body."

The old man smiled heartily: "It's okay, the old man's body is still strong."

...This sentence is not credible at all, but since the old man has already arrived, it is not easy to send him back, and he also needs someone with high medical skills to help him solve his doubts.

On this point, the chief rudder was very considerate, but the old man was really old, it was really hard work, and it was dangerous.

Nangong Ling sighed in her heart, alas, protect the old man well.

It happened that the old man came, he was a highly skilled doctor, Nangong Ling gave the medicine to the old man, and the old man began to study it in the pharmacy.

It takes a certain amount of time to study something. Nangong Ling first ordered others to protect the old man and then dealt with other things by himself.

The old man showed a comfortable smile when he arrived in the pharmacy, put the crutch aside and walked briskly. He poured the medicine powder into a small jar and didn't know what to do next.

It's a pity that Nangong Ling, who was discussing things in the lobby, hadn't found out yet. If he found out, he would be shocked.He came into contact with the old man so intimately, but he didn't feel the deep inner strength, and he also felt the weakness of the old man's body. Even if he saw it with his own eyes, he probably couldn't believe it.

The author has something to say: Another thunder, another lightning, and another strong wind.

There were tornadoes and hailstorms in the nearby places, causing heavy casualties, which was terrible.

Hope they're ok, alas.