City Marshal

The smell of medicine is very weak, but it is looming!

It’s just that Chutian scanned the entire study room and didn’t find any medicine bowls. It was clean and spotless everywhere. When leaving the study, there is absolutely no intention of coming back.

In other words, Deng Chao knew he would not survive tonight!

Chu Tian pulled out a chair and sat down. In addition to wanting to cushion the sadness tonight, he also wanted to feel Deng Chao’s breath for the last time. Just as he leaned back in the chair, a book fell from the bookcase next to him. Chu Tian stretched out his hand As soon as he picked it up, he concentrated his eyes on the title of the book, and a trace of pain crossed his face.

"A Hundred Years of Solitude"

"One Hundred Years of Solitude" is the representative work of Colombian writer García Márquez, and also the representative work of Latin American magic realism literature.Perhaps this book can really explain Deng Chao's final state of mind.

Chu Tian put the book on the table, and then took a deep breath.

The smell of medicine flooded into the nose again, very faint but very clear.

He looked around, searched inch by inch, but there was no result. After a little thought, he knew the reason. Deng Chao must have been drinking traditional Chinese medicine in the room for many years, which is why the smell of medicine was left in the study room, and even when he went out to fight Shuai Jun may also have drunk it before.

Although Deng Chao had many reasons for drinking traditional Chinese medicine, Chu Tian became interested in this medicine, so he continued to search for it, but unfortunately there was still no answer, so he could only sigh and lean back on the chair. The study room was very simple, except for some books and some For the ledger, there is only one computer left.

There is nothing on the computer, and the data has been destroyed long ago.

Obviously, Deng Chao was cautious by nature, knowing that it would be difficult for him to escape from the siege of the handsome army, so he destroyed all the secrets in his life. When Chu Tian was about to sigh secretly for his careful thinking, he remembered his attack on Tang Dalong and the hiring of experts, and he was suspicious Immediately, it surged like a spring.

He suddenly figured out a lot of things, but he also had more doubts, or he was not sure about his own guesses, he suddenly wanted to find out what happened to Ba Ye, just when he opened the door to leave, a sudden The night wind was blowing through the window, flipping through the book violently.

The pages of the book turned 'da da da', and then a piece of paper floated out of the book.

Chu Tian turned around and closed the window, then reached out to grab the paper that was spiraling down!

There was nothing confidential written on this yellowed paper, just a few Chinese medicines. Chu Tian scanned the handwriting and immediately knew that it was Ba Ye's words. Now there are answers, and all speculations have been confirmed.

When Chu Tian closed the door with his backhand, two lines of tears rolled down his face.

Two hours later, Chu Tian led the crowd back to Yunshui Mountain Residence. The Xiao family sisters already knew the news of Shuai Jun's complete victory, so they jumped over like birds and cheered. Chu Tian smiled unnaturally , dealt with them a little bit, and then told him to discuss something with Baye.

The two sisters knew that he had a lot of things to deal with, so they were considerate and did not pester him.

Before going to the study, Chu Tian went to find Uncle Zhong.

The latter was in the kitchen ordering his servants to make supper for Chu Tian and the others, and when he saw Chu Tian appearing, he hurriedly greeted him: "Master, I have received the news that you have destroyed the Sirius Sect, and I know that you must have exhausted a lot of energy." , so I will ask the servants to make some food for you!"

"Wait another 10 minutes and the food will be ready!"

Chu Tian nodded his thanks to him, and then pulled him to the corner. Under Uncle Zhong's astonishment, Chu Tian took out the yellowed paper: "Uncle Zhong, I want to ask you something, I picked it up just now. When I got a prescription, I found that the handwriting was written by Ba Ye, is he not feeling well?"

Uncle Zhong was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and replied: "Master is fine! He is in good health. The doctor said yesterday that Master's body functions are all normal except for a little high blood pressure!" Then he took the paper in Chutian's hand Take a look at the picture: "Hey, it is indeed the master's words!"

He thought about the font carefully, then slapped his head and replied...

"I remembered! This is a folk prescription for cancer!"

Then he continued to add: "I asked Ba Ye when he wrote it, and he said that an old friend had cancer, which was still in the terminal stage, and all the major hospitals could not cure it, so he wrote a folk prescription for the old friend to try, and he died anyway. If a horse is used as a live horse doctor, there may be some miracles!"

"As for which friend, he didn't say anything!"

"I know the master is in good health, so I don't care! Don't worry, young master!"

Uncle Zhong comforted Chu Tian: "I'm the one keeping an eye on the master!"

"Then thank you Uncle Zhong!"

Chu Tian nodded, and his guess was confirmed again.

Under the guidance of Uncle Zhong, Chu Tian went straight to the study.

He gently pushed open the door, and saw Ba Ye leaning on the sofa alone, staring at the chessboard in a daze. He knew that Ba Ye had been playing chess with Deng Chao all these years, so it was inevitable that he felt a little sad and sad now Sad, so he walked over and sat down opposite to Ba Ye...

"Father, I will play chess with you!"

Seeing Chu Tian appear, the corner of Ba Ye's mouth twitched slightly...

"ended?"

Chu Tian nodded solemnly, exhaled a long breath and replied: "It's over! The entire army of the Sirian Wolf Cult was annihilated, and Deng Chao also died at the hands of the Black Archer. This rebellion incident is considered to be over, but I can't be happy anyway. I am very sad to think of Master Deng dying alone like this!"

Ba Ye put down the chess piece in his hand: "Don't be sad! Deng Chao deserved what he deserved!"

Chu Tian clasped his hands together and leaned forward, his eyes full of helplessness and pain: "If everything can be done again, maybe it will not be the situation today! Before today, I had many questions and puzzles in my mind, but for the overall benefit of the handsome army, I can only choose to ignore the doubts in my heart!"

The two people's answers were completely wrong, but both sides could hear each other's meaning clearly. Eighth Master took up the tea with a flat expression, took a sip and replied: "My child, you are not wrong at all when things have developed so far! Shuai Jun's peace Betrayal, Deng Chao's death was predestined long ago!"

Chu Tian took out a piece of paper and put it in front of Ba Ye...

"Father, this is a cure for cancer!"

"Master Deng drank the medicine, and you wrote the words!"

Speaking of this, Chu Tian looked at the eighth master and said quietly: "Father, I don't understand how can a person with cancer rebel? Even if Deng Chao defected and went out to conquer the country? This is really unreasonable, and the Sirius Sect besieged Yan Lou, spend a lot of money to hire a master to be the deputy leader."

"I have lost countless lives and injuries, and I don't understand them all!"

He raised his head slightly, with a hint of sadness in his voice: "Teacher Deng's study is clean, and all the materials have been destroyed without a trace. How can such a cautious person make a decision that seems smart but is actually stupid? Father, I hope you can tell Chutian the answer!"

"The matter has aroused Chu Tian's suspicion, even if the foster father doesn't tell me, I will go to investigate!"

A wry smile crossed Ba Ye's face, and he sighed helplessly: "After all, you can see the clues. Unexpectedly, my old buddy made a mistake in the end, that's right! Deng Chao was diagnosed with gastric cancer half a year ago. , with the best medicine, I can only live for five or six months!"

"And the prescription I wrote can help him prolong the time!"

"Unexpectedly, he didn't throw it away, and you accidentally picked it up!"