I promise

Chapter 647
Just as Mu Cangping expected, Liangqing arrived at the herbal medicine village at dusk.

He could have been faster, but Chang Qianfo stuffed his shoes into a courier's bag and took him hundreds of miles away by mistake.When I found out that I had been cheated and turned back, a day and a night passed.

The post envoy carried the urgent official document, and he rode six hundred miles to make an emergency, changing horses at the post stations along the way. Even if Liang Qing rode a bloody BMW, it would be difficult to catch up.When Chang Qianfo was fighting with others in the roadside teahouse, Liang Qing led the iron guards and galloped past, chasing the postman who left behind a scent along the way.

If not, Chang Qianfo's tricks might not be able to fool Liangqing.

Chang Jiabao's powerful intelligence network completely failed in the face of Chang Qianfo, and the iron guard was played around by Chang Qianfo all the way.

Liang Qing was still on fire at first, but when he led a group of people to run non-stop for two days and one night, and finally caught Chang Qianfo in Bencao Zhuangzi, he lost his temper at all.

Twilight is about to fall, and a torch is lit in the Materia Medica Zhuangzi.

The iron guards took two rounds, a group of 20 people, together with the guards in Zhuangzi, there were nearly a hundred people, and they surrounded the courtyard where Chang Qianfo stayed.

The pine oil torch goes around the courtyard and extends out in six ways.From a distance, it looks like a winding fire snake.

Under the close surveillance of Mu Men, the team of two horse-drawn carts couldn't hide their tracks at all.Since avoiding is useless, it is better to open the door openly to fight, lest the killer who is chasing can't find him and fumble around.

The vegetation is flourishing in summer, which is the season for harvesting medicinal materials.

Except for the resident population of Bencao Village, the farmers who hired help from nearby, and the convoys who came to fetch medicine from various halls, all slept in the village at night.There are over a hundred houses in such a huge pharmacy, but none of them have black windows.It's not good to hurt anyone.

Although the whereabouts were not concealed, there was no need to worry about the safety of Chang Qianfo and his party.

With Liang Qing in charge, there are not many killers who have the guts to rush in.

The night passed without incident.

The sun moves to the sky.

The courtyard is silent, and the smoked wind rolls up the curtains, reflecting deep red and light blue on half of the window.

She smelled the fragrance of flowers, and the wet wind brought a thin fragrance of lotus; Her whole body is so quiet, so quiet.

Mu Dianke opened his eyes.

The fragrance of flowers, the warm wind, and the chirping of cicadas are all there, so real that it doesn't seem like a dream.

There are also tulle curtains hanging above the head, silver curtain hooks swaying slowly, a pool of lotus leaves framed in the window, and a gray-haired old man dozing on the edge of the window...all of these are real.

It is the world, not hell.

"Thousand Buddhas." She called softly, Ruyan murmured, two deep dimples formed on her cheeks.

The purest smile in this world should be a baby's smile, regardless of beauty or ugliness, regardless of sadness or joy, pure enough to shock people's hearts.

The first moment a newborn baby came into the world was a cry; while she looked at the curtain of lotus root flowers wrapped in branches and leaves above her head, she smiled softly.

The old man slept deeply, his body still smelled of fermented sweat, and he was extremely tired.

Mu Dianke tiptoed past the old man.There were no shoes beside the bed, she only wore a pair of cotton white socks, and landed quietly.

Still startled the people outside.

A series of heavy footsteps sounded, and when they stopped, the yellow shirt and broadsword had already appeared at the door.

Liang Qing's burly body blocked half of the door opening.

"Master Liang!" Mu Dianke exclaimed in surprise, his joy was undisguised.Her eyebrows and eyes were curved, revealing a mouthful of braided snow teeth, which were dazzlingly white, and the haze that had shrouded the house for a long time was immediately dispelled by her bright smile.

"...Master Yao rescued the Fourth Miss...Young master and aunt assisted Mr. Yao in treating your injuries. They didn't sleep at night, and they just lay down for a while."

Liangqing speaks concisely, explaining the outline of future events in a few sentences.

"I won't go in with Miss Fourth." He barely stopped at the door and said.

Mu Dian never thought of letting Liang Qing accompany her in, and what she cares most about now is not how she was saved, she just wants to see Chang Qian Buddha as soon as possible.

Finally, when Liangqing finished speaking, she nodded and smiled, and then ran in with the hem of her skirt lifted.

Two strange poisons, one cold and one hot, fought in her body.Although her little life was saved, her flesh and bones were damaged, she was tired everywhere, nowhere was weak, her knees were weak, she started running, swaying like a toddler.

She didn't realize it, she ran very happily, and when she walked around the ink screen in front of the bed, she almost avoided bumping into it.

Liang Qing stared at Mu Dianke's back, looked quietly thoughtful, then lowered his eyes, turned and walked away two steps, still standing with the knife in hand.

Chang Qianfo was not only tired, but also seriously injured.

Chang Dingyao is good at age, and has studied medical skills all his life. Naturally, the detoxification and healing techniques are better than Chang Qianfo, but they are similar.

But Chang Qianfo just didn't dare to cure him.

In order to be stable, he tried his best to seriously injure his vitality, and forcibly exercised his kung fu to adjust Mu Dianke's viscera, in order to stabilize his physical symptoms first, and then slowly figure it out.

He didn't dare to take a single step, so naturally he wouldn't completely trust a "uncle" who appeared out of nowhere and had never even met face to face.

Chang Dingyao treated Midnight, and he just stood by and stared at Midnight.

For the decoction prescription, from the ingredients to the dosage, he has carefully considered each herb.Together with Chang Dingyao and Chang Huaijin, the three of them discussed for half a night, repeatedly deliberated and revised, and finally came up with a prescription that was not effective, it was slow to remove the poison, but it was mild in nature and would not leave sequelae.

After decocting the medicine and feeding Mu Dianke to take it, he would squat beside the bed and take a pulse every three to five breaths. Only then did Qianfo feel relieved and fainted.

Chang Dingyao had been busy for most of the night, but he still hadn't slept well, and he was dragged from the bed again, and Chang Qianfo made a diagnosis and treatment, so angry he jumped up and down and cursed.

Mu Dianke woke up and saw that Chang Dingyao was sleeping so deeply, partly because of treating her injuries, partly because Chang Qianfo was tired.

Chang Qianfo slept a little more deeply than Chang Dingyao.His thin face was bloodless and covered with stubble, and he looked even more haggard than when he was in Huairentang.

Mu Dianke raised his hand, caressing his obviously darkened and rough face, his heart twitched in pain.

——No matter how sad and angry he was, he was not willing to leave her behind.

"I'm sorry." She said softly, "I will never say that again, it hurts your heart."

Chang Qianfo breathed evenly and did not respond.

She couldn't help it, she leaned out, and gave him a weak hug from a distance of a foot.Backed away again, lying on the edge of the bed with folded arms, staring at him deeply.

——Lang Jun is still there, in front of my heart.It's too good to be a dream!

She escaped from the dead and survived, but her body was still very weak.Drowsy and tired, his eyelids dropped, and his legs were numb after squatting for a long time.

Mu Dianke stood up on the edge of the bed, took off his socks, climbed onto the bed, and lay down next to Chang Qianfo.Still feeling as if something was missing, he rolled his body and squeezed into his arms one by one.

Even so, Changqian Buddha did not wake up, breathing deeply, spraying hotly on the top of his head.When she raised her face, the hot breath sprinkled on her face, burning her heart.

She held his head, starting from the blue and hard chin, then the eyes, ears, nose and lips, harmonious and harmonious on that sweaty face.The stubble made his face hurt.

Pain makes you feel real and at ease.

Finally she fell asleep too.

In the dream, Chang Qianfo stretched out his arms and hugged him tightly, his bearded face pressed against hers, so hard.She felt that her face was squeezed out of shape by him.

I wanted to open my eyes to take a look, but my eyelids were heavy but I couldn't lift them up.

Ribs hurt too.

She frowned in dissatisfaction and snorted softly, twisted her body, but burrowed deeper into his arms.

As the sun went down, Mu Dianke finally opened his eyes at sunset.

That dream was false.

Chang Qianfo didn't know when he turned over and was lying with his back facing her.

Between the two of them lay a big snow-white and fluffy pillow.

Under the pillow, a long crease stretched from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, forming a straight line between Chu River and Han!
(End of this chapter)