Princess Golden Phoenix

Chapter 49
"Aren't you afraid that I'll talk too much, and you, like me, don't have the desire to live?" Lan Xia's eyes still fell on the strings.

"I have too many worries, I'm afraid I won't fulfill your wish." The old man chuckled.

"Aren't I not in the past? I had too many concerns. When all these concerns left me overnight, I realized that I was left with only the devil. I have entered the wrong point of life. If life is shown to him, why is he not?" But I live in pain, tired and confused. To me, death is a relief. But Lord Yama always refuses to accept me.” Lan Xia smiled wryly, and continued to pluck the strings indifferently.

"Little boy, you closed the door of your heart, so naturally you can't find the goal of life." The old man sighed softly.

"If you lose your Tianshan faction overnight, all your disciples die tragically in front of you, and your beloved snow lotus also withers, you will understand that my mind is at peace at this moment." Lan Xia's fingers moved casually, sadly The tune, rendering every corner of the room.

"You are luckier than me. Everything you care about is there, but what I care about is gone. Why should I let other people enter my heart and experience the pain of loss again?" Lan Xia turned her head slightly and looked at the old man .

"You only see what you have lost, but not what you have. You only remember the pain of losing them, but you forget the happiness they brought you." The old man looked at Lan Xia with gentle eyes.

Lan Xia's hand stopped suddenly, and she shifted her gaze to her own hand. With one hand propped on the ground, she took a cup of tea and sipped it. "Old man, you really look like my grandfather."

The old man was taken aback, and laughed loudly, "Zimo, did you gain anything today?"

"Back to Master, I suddenly gained a lot today, thank you Master Wushuang and Master." Zimo bowed slightly.

"Old man, let you live in my heart first, who let me have such an old friend, I suddenly feel that I am hundreds of years older." Lan Xia sat up straight.

"The two people Zimo admires the most are senior brother and young master Wushuang." Zimo looked at Lan Xia modestly.

"I admire it, but I dare not take it. If the disciples of Tianshan Mountain were like Zimo, I don't think I would have been frozen in the snow lotus pond for so long." Lan Xia was slightly angry when he thought of the watchdog he met.

"Young Master Wushuang misunderstood. If anyone can see Master, I'm afraid that Tianshan Mountain will be destroyed by the world long ago. I hope Young Master Wushuang will forgive me." Zimo's voice was very sincere.

"It's because I didn't think carefully." Lan Xia Weiwei felt that she was thinking too simply.

"Little boy, how about we gamble again?" The old man Tianshan really refused to admit defeat.

"You still want the Five Layers Palace? I'm not coming, I've been preparing for that blink of an eye for four days." Lan Xia waved his hand.

"But the old man heard that you eat, drink and have fun every day, but I didn't see what you were doing."

"Naturally, if a master makes a move, Shenlong will see the head and see the end." Lan Xia was proud.

"Hehe...we will bet on Yiren Town outside the imperial city. Now that the plague is prevalent there, can you change your bet?" The old man stroked his beard again.

"It seems that I won't die, so you won't give up. I'm betting my life, what are you betting on?" Lan Xia stepped forward, looking into the old man's eyes.

"The old man's snow lotus skill." The old man looked proud.

"Master, it's Snow Lotus..." Zimo suddenly felt the seriousness of the matter and wanted to dissuade her.

"How about it, little boy?" The old man raised his eyebrows.

"Is my life only worth this?" Lan Xia crossed her hands in front of her chest.

"You know how to destroy, but how much do you know about rebuilding your homeland?" The old man seemed determined that Lan Xia would definitely go.

"Rebuild the homeland?" Lan Xia frowned slightly. She really hadn't thought about it, she kept breaking the cans, "Okay, I'll take a gamble."

"Alright, Zimo, accompany Mr. Wushuang to Yiren Town." The old man stood up slowly and walked out of the door.

"Zimo, do you know medical skills?" Lan Xia asked suddenly.

"Know a thing or two." Zimo is very modest, knowing a thing or two must be proficient in medical skills.

"Old cunning old man, kill two birds with one stone." Lan Xia slowly stood up, walked to the soft bed, and lay down, "I don't understand anything, it's up to you."

Zimo opened his mouth wide in disbelief, "Young Master Wu Shuang doesn't understand medical skills, why do you agree?"

"My son has never rebuilt his home, and he is idle when he is idle." Lan Xia looked lazy.

"Master gave me a very difficult question. If you help me, the snow lotus will wither. It has been handed down for ten generations. But I can't ignore the people in the Li people, and the plague is not so easy to cure." Mo was in a difficult situation.

"It's hard to have both in the world, let's go tomorrow." Lan Xia smiled slightly, she would not answer him, some things just need to realize the truth, not accept the truth.Looking at the flag box next to her, she opened it to have a look, it was really warm jade chess, Lan Xia smiled slightly, and took one as a gift for Xuan Heng, feeling that she was good or bad, so she stole something for Xuan Heng.

On the second day, the sky was gray and gloomy, and Lan Xia entered the next link with a bet.

Yanzhi followed closely, and went to the foot of the mountain. With Xunmei, a total of four people, Juechen went to Yiren Town.At the fork in the road, one goes to Beijing and the other goes to Yiren Town.

"Yanzhi, take Xunmei back to Beijing and wait for me at the fifteenth prince's mansion." Lan Xia's tone was an order, and there was no room for negotiation.

"But?" Rouge was uneasy, she knew that Wushuang didn't understand medical skills.

"Young master, Xunmei will follow you. My father knows some medical skills..." Xunmei wanted to say.

"Shut up, you know how much you are, don't go, and wait for my return at the devil's mansion." Lan Xia's tone was mixed with anger.

Xunmei stepped back, Yan Zhi felt uneasy, "Wushuang, you have to be careful."

"Don't worry, I won't die, I never bow to fate, trust me." Lan Xia smiled at the two little tears, reassuring them.

She and Zimo rode to Yiren Town.

"Master Wushuang is not sure?" Zimo looked at her sideways.

"I'm not sure at all. If I don't want these two beauties to be put in danger, I'm enough alone." Lan Xia's face became serious.

"Then why do you still promise Master?" Zimo didn't understand.

"I do it when I know I can't do it, that's me." Lan Xia frowned slightly, pursing her lips.

"Young Master Wushuang backed down, there is still time." Zimo wanted to persuade.

"The old man saw me clearly. I just didn't rebuild my home. I wanted to try that joy. Besides, I have no reason to shrink back. I am fearless. How can a mere plague defeat me?" Lan Xia suddenly smiled, with a look of refusal to admit defeat look.

"Here we are, right in front." Zimo pointed to the front.

There was lifelessness, wailing and moaning, Lan Xia seemed to have come to hell.

"Looks like I'm going to save hell." Lan Xia smiled slightly. "Whether you make a move or not is your business, as long as you don't ruin my business."

(End of this chapter)