Chapter 282

"In charge." Shadow nine came in and handed lingqingyu the red purse.

Ling Qingyu didn't even look at it, so he gave Yan Qi the purse, and then gave Yan Qi the one he had in his hand, saying, "that's an integer of one million Liang, and this one is also for you. If it's not enough, you can say."

"Enough." Yan Qi took the money bag and took it into his arms, saying. In fact, the killers of the red chamber are worthless. New people come out every year. As long as they can complete ten tasks, they can become independent killers, and they can also take orders to make money. But there are not many new people who can survive ten times. More and more people lose their lives for a task of hundreds of liang of silver. Now the Red Mansions are scattered, and those killers who have only learned the killing skills since childhood may have no other way out.

"Yan Qi," Ling Qingyu looked at his pale face with some heartache and said, "don't be too tired."

"No, I'll take care of myself." Yan Qi looked at her angular face and said, "it's you. If Yan San sees you like this now, he's afraid to climb out of the tomb with heartache."

"Yan Qi, I sent Yan San to snake valley. I didn't want to hold a funeral for him. I didn't want to say goodbye to him... He lay there, as if, as if, maybe one day he would wake up again, although I knew it was a lie." Ling Qingyu bowed his head and grasped the two short swords tightly, saying.

Yan Qi has heard Ying Jiu talk about the ice jade bed, Smiled and said, "from the first day we entered the red chamber, we were told that we had no past and no future, and we tried our best to live. Once we died, there was no place to die, and funeral was never needed. Besides, you have given him the best destination. Speaking of this, Yan Qi begged you. If Yan Qi died that day, can we also enter the hall of eternal life?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Ling Qingyu couldn't help raising her voice.

"No?" Yan Qi showed a gloomy color and sighed.

"You know that's not what I'm talking about. Can you stop talking about life and death?" Ling Qingyu pushed the low table away, moved closer, grabbed Yan Qi's hand and said.

"Then can I enter?" Yan Qi looked at her and smiled faintly.

Ling Qingyu let out his anger and nodded, "why not? There, it can only be used as a cemetery."

Yan Qifan held her hand, leaned against the cushion, slightly closed his eyes, and said, "I'll sleep here for a while, OK."

Ling Qingyu moved over and put his body down to make him sleep more comfortably. Seeing him lying down, he closed his eyes and breathed longer and longer. He didn't feel a little trance.

Put the low table back, one hand is still held by Yan Qi, and Ling Qingyu took the account book with one hand and slowly looked through it.

Nowadays, the plates of the Ling family are really too big. Although these account books have been sorted out by Han Liang, they are still very complicated.

The summer sunshine is a little strong, but it brings some tenderness after penetrating through the window. Ying Jiu stands quietly in a corner of the room, watching her gently turn over those thick accounts page by page in the sunshine. Yan Qi lies beside her, and her sleeping face has no pain and pain in the past, but a quiet smile.

When Alan came in from outside, she saw such a scene. She was stunned by the door for a long time, then retracted her feet and retreated out.

"Alan."

Alan looked back and saw Shi Fang sitting at the stone table under the tree. A pile of medicine was spread on the table. He walked a few steps closer and said, "what's the matter?"

"I remember you used to prepare a hemostatic. Do you remember the prescription?" Stonework asked, picking the medicine on the table.

"Well, I'll write it to you," Alan also sat down at the table and said, "there are several kinds of medicine. Go and find the medicine, and we'll boil it out while there's still some time."

Shi Fang looked up at her unconsciously and said with a smile, "Why are you so generous today?"

"I like that girl, and I like these people here, too. It's just a small effort." Holding his chin, Alan also fiddled with the herbs on the table. The more he fiddled, the brighter his eyes became, and said, "how did you find these herbs?"

"There are seagoing ships in charge. These are from foreign countries, from Dangxiang, from Korea, from Tubo, and from the Liao state." The stone pointed to the medicine.

"It's really complete. In this case, we can make Baoyuan pill and Jiuhua jade dew pill. Well, if there is good ginseng, we can make jiuzhuan soul reviving pill. If there is dragon birthday fragrance, we can also make dragon birthday snow clearing pill. Then we can make a thousand year Polygonum multiflorum, and make several pills to prolong life." Alan said as he fiddled with the herbs.

Shi Fang looked at her and laughed. "These are the most troublesome things that take a lot of effort," he said

"Anyway, I still want to play with that girl now. I happen to be free, but I can get all these herbs?" Alan looked at the stone and asked.

"Yes, these heads of household have them. Do you see her suitcase? There are many treasures in it." Shi Fang laughed. At that time, on the treasure island, Ling Qingyu collected many advanced medicinal materials such as ginseng and Polygonum multiflorum. He made them and put them in her box. There were many other medicinal materials. I'm afraid they were collected in Hangzhou. It didn't take much trouble to ask Cai Jingfang to send them.

"Well, after collecting it, let's start." Alan threw the medicine away and patted his hand.

"Alan." The stone called Alan who was about to leave.

"Huh?" Alan looked back and saw a trace of red silk on the stone's face, which had remained unchanged for thousands of years. He sat back, leaned closer, and asked, "what's the matter?"

"Cough," Shi Fang coughed twice, turned his head and said, "you see, we are not young anymore. If you like, I think... Can we be together?"

auzw. Alan was stunned, then sat up straight, sank his face and said, "haven't you been unwilling to hide from me?"

"I was wrong before," Shitou bowed his head and squeezed the medicine tightly in his hand. "I've been thinking these days that although I can't do it like Yan San, I will try my best to protect you."

"Stonework, you are too thief!" The ghost doctor rushed out from behind the tree and sat between them, saying, "even if Alan figured it out, it should be with me."

"If I want three people together? Or four people together in the future? Do you also?" Alan looked at the stone and the ghost doctor and asked.

"Who is the fourth person!" Stone and ghost doctor shouted at the same time.

"I haven't figured it out yet. What do you want?" Alan glanced at them and said, "poison? Replace the hemostatic with the blood activating drug?"

"Hehe, so you know." The ghost doctor smiled.

"Alan, I just don't want us to regret in the future. Life is impermanent and we don't cherish it when we live. Once we die, there's nothing left." The stone pulled Alan, who was ready to leave, and said.

"Let me see. I'm going to ask for herbs." Alan broke free of his hand and walked to the main room.

Ling Qingyu heard that Alan wanted to make the best life-saving medicine, and immediately asked Ying Jiu to carry the box of medicine to Alan. Then when Alan saw the medicine in the box, he was stimulated to boil two bowls of medicine with Coptis for her again.

"Plunder natural things!" Alan carefully placed a ninth grade ginseng on the low table while looking at the fallen ginseng roots and shouted.

Ling Qingyu drank her two bowls of seasoned medicine, and her bitter eyebrows were all wrinkled into a ball. She said unhappily, "are you jealous of me next time? How about another way to revenge?"

"Nine turn soul returning pill!" Alan raised a finger.

"All right." Ling Qingyu gulped down another bowl and said, "if your medicine doesn't work, I'll boil a bowl of Coptis for you to taste."

"Silly girl, this medicine is all for you. Don't you think your heart is not so hot now?" Alan looked at Jiupin ginseng and kindly explained.

"I said your soul returning pill."

"That, that's a life-saving elixir," Alan turned to look at Ling Qingyu and said, "but even with this medicine, Yan San couldn't be saved at that time. His heart was shattered at that time, and the gods couldn't be saved."

"But you can save others." Alan looked back and continued to take out the ginseng, saying.

"Thank you, Alan."

"No, you give me a hundred thousand and two hundred thousand silver tickets, and we'll arrive."

“……………”

Heishuiguan camp.

"General, the total amount of the ten pawn money handed out this time is more than one million yuan. The Ling family ate all of it. Is it too bad?" He Li asked.

"It's all right. Since Qingyu said so, there is a way back. If she suffers a loss, we'll find a way to get it back." Yang Zhao looked at the newly built sand table and said.

"Huizhou?" He Li inserted a small flag on a hill on the sand table and said.

Yang Zhao looked at the sand table and didn't speak. His eyebrows wrinkled slightly. He asked, "has the spy sent to Shuozhou come back?"

"Not yet, but Xiao Sui sent someone to increase the trading volume of silk tea." He Lidao.

"Xiao Sui has been promoted again?" Yang Zhao sprinkled a handful of sand on a point and asked.

"Yes, the news that came back the day before yesterday said that he was already the king of Nanyuan, and now his main force has begun to be transferred to Yizhou." Glancing at the spot where Yang Zhao sprinkled the sand, he Li said, "I'll just guard here at the Blackwater pass."

Yang Zhao smiled and said, "OK, but let's do the wedding first."

"Is the head of the family cured?" He Li asked. Ling Qingyu just fell ill when he left, and he kept thinking about it all the time, but he couldn't ask until this time.

Yang Zhao shook his head and said, "it's not so easy to get well. Yan San treated her affectionately. Her face was not obvious, but her heart was not less sad. How could she get well so easily?"

"That..." He Li swallowed the words behind him.

"He Li, she really died once that night. If it weren't for the resurrection grass, when we went to Xiangyang, we would only see her body, which was smashed to pieces." Yang Zhao's eyes were slightly red and said, "I don't want to let her leave again. I don't want her to be in danger where I don't know. If possible, I'd rather be like Yan San..."