Quick wear: the villain can also push the male protagonist!

Chapter 86 The Young League Mainly Loves and Kills Me (39)

Han Yu unwrapped a folded piece of paper from its lap, unfolded it and glanced at it, his face changed slightly.

Ji Langyu stretched her neck to try to see something, but before he could see clearly, she heard Han Yu say, "I'm going to check something, these few days, you take good care of her."

Ji Langyu: "...Huh?"

Want to run just after picking up someone?
When he thought of needing to take care of one more person, his head grew bigger, and he bravely wanted to catch Han Yu and teach him what it meant to be responsible.

But before his hand touched his sleeve, the light flashed in front of his eyes, and in the blink of an eye, there was no sign of Han Yu in the room.

Ji Langyu: "..." Shall I knock?

He walked back to the bed with black hair, pressed the tip of Bai Ling's nose, pushed out a "pig nose", gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know how to take care of others, you can do it yourself, if you don't wake up within today, I will kill you." Wash it and throw it into the stove to make soup, do you hear me?"

The people under him closed their eyes peacefully, without any reaction.

Ji Langyu snorted, withdrew her hand, turned around and went back to the yard, angrily lay down on the rattan chair, and ran towards Duke Zhou's embrace.

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What Han Yu had to do this time was really urgent.

He can mix both righteousness and evil, he can do whatever he wants, and he doesn't desire power, property, or beauties, and nothing can push him to make a move.

For those who made him desperately run for it, even if he counted it hundreds of times carefully, he could only count two people.

One is Liu Hongyuan, and the other is his adoptive father, Xuan Che.

Now that the matter of the former person has been settled, Xuan Che's body has become the most important thing.

Xuan Che's physique is inherently deficient, he was poisoned once again when he was young, and the poison has not been completely cleared up till now.

In the early days, he could barely suppress it, but as he got older, his body was like a dam full of holes that had been eroded by ants, and it was about to collapse a thousand miles away.

This matter weighed heavily on Han Yu's heart like a stone.

Among the rivers and lakes, the only one who can cure this poison is Ji Shiyu, but the price he wants to charge is Xuan Che's relic.

... Relics can only be obtained after death. Ji Shiyu's request is no different from urging people to die.

This road was cut off, so Han Yu had to find other ways.

——The symptoms of unfamiliar poisoning are difficult to treat, but if one can know what kind of poison it is, even if the medical skills are not as good as Ji Shiyu's, he should be able to make an antidote.

But when he asked about Xuan Che, the adoptive father never mentioned who the poisoner was.It seems that like many elderly people who are dying, they look down on life and death, and are more willing to let nature take its course than against the destiny.

Han Yu couldn't answer the question, so he had to check it out by himself.

Since the poison was poisoned by Xuan Che when he was young, as long as he started from his young experience, he would be able to make a breakthrough.

The information sent back this time pointed to the monastery where Xuan Che was earlier.

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Time has passed, and it was said to be a temple, but the last thing Han Yu saw was a site with only broken walls and ruins, which can be called a ruined temple.

Half of the wooden door was missing, the yard was overgrown with weeds, half of the roof of the Buddhist hall collapsed, and the broken bricks and tiles buried the dilapidated Buddha statue with only one head left.

Han Yu looked around the temple and landed on a piece of ashes in the corner.

He approached slowly, stretched out his hand to explore, and clearly felt a lingering warmth in the ashes.

... Not long ago, someone lit a fire here.

Will that person know who Xuan Che used to be?
The thoughts in his mind were suddenly interrupted by a strange murderous aura.

Han Yu suddenly leaned over, like a slippery fish, moved a few meters away from the ground, and landed on the other side of the temple.

Almost at the same time, a heavy hammer smashed into the ground where he was just now.

The stone bricks shattered in all directions like a spider's thread, and the beams above the head also shook, and a few tiles crackled and fell off.

(End of this chapter)