Queen Flower

Chapter 8 Seeking a Doctor

The next day, the two masters and apprentices dressed up and set off to visit famous doctors.

It's a pity that they all went away with hope and returned with disappointment. They all said that her pulse was normal, no different from ordinary people.

Jiang Lan also gradually stabilized from the depression at the beginning. Originally, she was here to complete the task. If nothing happened, what task would she complete? It's better to have a problem than no problem, maybe this task is to detoxify yourself. Thinking about it, Jiang Lan calmed down, dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water.

Until one day, I met an old Chinese doctor in Sucheng.

The old man hesitated for a moment while resting on Jiang Lan's wrist, his wrinkled face was confused, "This girl's pulse is very strange, I can't even tell how old she is. Dare to ask how old the little girl is this year. ?"

Jiang Lan was helpless, "I don't know either, I was poisoned before and lost my memory." I really don't know, I used to be a three-year-old, but now I thought I was 7 or 8 years old, but now I'm not sure.

"Does the old gentleman think so too?" Wen Daolin had a bottom line in his heart, which was very similar to his own feeling.

The old man stroked his beard and continued, "The girl seems to be blocked by something. I can't tell where it is placed. It's not acupuncture points or meridians. If it's poisoning, it's really a strange poison."

"Then what way does the old man detoxify?" Wen Daolin was full of hope.

"It is said that there is Snow Lingzhi on the Chongshan Mountain in the west. It is as white as snow and shaped like a lotus. It can cure hundreds of poisons." The old man sighed, "But I can't be sure.

The old man bowed in shame to the two of them, feeling that he was not skilled in medicine, and the master and apprentice hurriedly gave in and returned the salute.

After saying goodbye to the old man, the two hurried to Chongshan on horseback. Fortunately, Wen Daolin lived in the west of the Celestial Dynasty, and this Sucheng was not very far from Chongshan.

Although I don't know if this Xue Lingzhi is useful, but now I finally see some hope, so I can only be a dead horse and a living horse doctor.

When we got to Chongshan, it was already dark.

Although this mountain is called Chongshan, it is not a mountain, but an endless mountain range.

For safety reasons, the two did not enter the mountain immediately, but decided to sleep in the woods beside the mountain.

The mountains at night seem to be boundless and endless. The mountains that are equivalent to the borders of the Celestial Dynasty are indeed majestic. Whether they are on the ground or at high places, they are connected to the sky without boundaries. A ghostly air.

This is the legendary mountain that can never be climbed, and it is also the entrance to the country.

Jiang Lan didn't have any experience in the field. Looking around, he only felt a chill in his heart, rustling in the depths of the jungle, as if there were ghosts, and he couldn't help shivering. In this virgin forest-like place, I am really afraid of both ghosts and wild beasts. I really want to go home immediately, and it is better to die immediately than here.

Wen Daolin tied the horse to a tree, picked up some dead branches, took out the fire book he brought with him, and started a fire in a clearing. Looking back, Jiang Lan followed closely behind him, his eyes widened, his face full of fear, and he couldn't help laughing.

"Reassured, the periphery of Chongshan is very safe, and there will be no wild beasts when there is fire." Wen Daolin smiled gently, as if a spring breeze was blowing his face, and suddenly calmed Jiang Lan's restless heart. Yes, there is a master, so what are you afraid of?

"Today we will be here for one night, and tomorrow we will set off to look for Xue Lingzhi." Wen Daolin unpacked, took out his cloak and spread it on the open space beside the fire, then sat down and took out dry food to bake on the fire. After it got warm and softened, I handed a piece to Jiang Lan.

The weather in late spring is not cold during the day, but a little bit cooler at night.

Jiang Lan also sat down by the fire, very close to Wen Daolin, and the two nibbled on dry food silently.

Wen Daolin smiled. Usually, the two of them would not be close to each other if they had to. He was not used to being approached, but this child was different and liked to walk alone. So now it's because of fear. And when she was the same age as her, did she live in such a lonely, fearful and stubborn life?

Wen Daolin looked up at Chongshan in the dark night sky, the hazy moonlight passed through the branches lightly, and fell to the ground, no bright color, like a thread of light spun yarn, all hidden in the boundless night, so dark, so cold, But it made him so miss and sad.

Jiang Lan looked up at Wen Daolin, his face was hidden in the night, the beating flames were clearly extinguished, and mottled marks were printed on his face. The master has always been warm, generous, and makes people feel like a spring breeze. But today it made her feel that he seemed to have merged into a faint sadness, the kind of sadness that others could not enter.

A sense of loneliness pervades the surroundings, cold and alienated.

Jiang Lan looked at the dim sky and thought of her parents. It's been almost 2 years since she came here, and it's been a long time since she saw them. Jiang Lan likes her father and mother very much, and has always had a good relationship with them. They are both relatives and friends. I don't know what happened to my modern self, whether she disappeared or became a vegetative person, I just don't want them to be too sad, she will always go back, no matter how hard she works.

Jiang Lan rested his head on Wen Daolin's arm, "Master, do you have any family?"

"I had it before, but I didn't." Wen Daolin looked at Huo Miao and said in a low voice, "I was raised by the master, and then the master disappeared."

"And later?"

"And then I grew up and met you."

"Did the master not look for his other relatives?"

"I looked, but couldn't find it. I couldn't find my way home."

Is that so? You are also a lost child. Jiang Lan closed his eyes. "Master, don't be discouraged. Let's look for it together, and we will find it. I also want to find my way home."

Wen Daolin touched her head, "Where is Xiaozhu's house?"

"It's far, far, far, far, and I don't know how to get home." Jiang Lan's voice was weak and infinitely sad.

"Don't be discouraged, the master is looking for it with you, we will find it one day." Wen Daolin patted her on the back, watched her gradually fall asleep, and put her gently on the cloak.

Jiang Lan has fallen into a deep sleep, the bright color of the flame swept across her face lightly, making her face smooth and warm, her brows and eyes stretched, and her tranquil smile was like a first-blooming flower, slowly blooming under the shroud of the night. .

Wen Daolin looked at her silently, always knowing that she was beautiful, but he didn't know she was so beautiful.

He put her hand in his and said softly, "If we can't get rid of the poison, if we can't find a home, let's live like this for the rest of our lives."

He lay down beside her, slept next to her, and soon fell asleep.