The Legend of Swing Sword and Execution of Demons

Chapter 531

It was mid-May.

There are spring and summer scenes in the Yin Yang Valley, but this medicine valley is exactly the summer and spring scenes.

Xia Yang lazily climbed halfway up the hillside, presumably it took most of his energy, and the morning light shining in the valley was soft and soft.

The valley is full of green grass, and the mountain flowers are blooming. Suddenly there is a gentle breeze, and the fragrance of grass, flowers, and medicine are intertwined in the wind. It is just right and refreshing.

The light fragrance goes deep into the valley of medicine.

There is a thatched cottage in the depths of Medicine Valley, with an octagonal top and a wooden corridor around it.

The interior layout is simple, unlike most houses where various medicinal herbs are piled up and are only used for entertaining guests.

There are guests in the thatched cottage today.

Jiang Yichen is a guest.

Two days ago, the escort of the Niu family's father and daughter was divided into three groups. Along with the Qilin, Luliu, and Shuixiu caravans who came to Medicine Valley to discuss business, they came to Medicine Valley on the same day and at different times.

Medicine Valley is famous all over the world, and there are countless forces who want to establish relationships and do business with it.

However, the three previously unknown villas appeared together in Medicine Valley within a day, so the so-called business negotiation was naturally just a cover.

The three villas are all located in the area from Jiangxi to Lingnan, and have been secretly supported by the Daoyi League for a long time. This time it was revealed that they were only to rescue the father and daughter of the Niu family and Fei Piao and their party who were ambushed and killed in Ningtai Terrace.

However, their actions were one step too late, and when they reached Dening Terrace, they could only clean up the mess.

After Jiang Yichen and other 14 people and five corpses were sent to Medicine Valley, the people in the villa left.

Mo Shang left with them on the same day.

In the battle of Ninglu Ridge, apart from Xiaohua, Weaver Girl, and Cowherd, only the Blizzard Altar Master of Xiaoyue League was the least injured, and his physical recovery was second only to Jiang Yichen.

Before leaving, Mo Shang confessed frankly that this escort of the Niu family's father and daughter was in exchange for a promise from Tingyu Pavilion.

As for the promise, no details were added.

Since it was something that didn't need to be announced, I came here to bid farewell to Jiang Yichen, somewhat as a gesture of goodwill.

Jiang Yichen sent each other off with courtesy, with a heart like a mirror.

He understood that all the way south, Mo Shang had done his best, and he had no secret ties to other forces.

But he will never forget Feng Chen's strange behavior when he died on Baihua Island.

It can be regarded as mutual use with Tingyu Pavilion, and they treat each other with sincerity.

If the interest entanglement with the Xiaoyue League is no longer as deep as before, will they still be loyal and unwavering?

Previously, whether in the Yin Yang Valley or on the way to the south, Jiang Yichen either could not get enough information, or didn't have enough time to sort out the connection between the many events that happened on the day of the Hundred Flowers Conference and after that.

Now, although he has not met the old man in person, after strengthening his correspondence with the old man, he has gradually cleared up the blocked threads of some suspicious matters.

Of course, this is for a later story, and the immediate matter cannot be delayed.

——The person who will step into the thatched cottage in a while.

Jiang Yichen is a guest.

The person who comes is the Lord.

The visitor is not only the owner of this thatched cottage, but also the owner of this medicine valley.

The Medicine Valley has been passed down for thousands of years. Whenever a new owner of the Medicine Valley succeeds, he is more than half a hundred years old, so it is a convention among the world to use the word "Yao Lao" to respectfully address each owner of the Valley of Medicine.

It wasn't the first time Jiang Yichen and Yao Lao met, but it seemed like the first time they met.

Yao Lao met Jiang Yichen several times, mostly when he was a child, or when he was seriously injured and unconscious.

It can be said that Jiang Yichen's peeing is a disease that Yao Lao cured, and Yao Lao watched him grow up.

But he never opened his eyes to see what the doctor who treated him looked like.

So, when the old man who was not tall or even slightly stooped, with a round face and white hair and a wide smile, approached the hut, Jiang Yichen bowed and bowed in a very cautious manner while holding his eyes to try to be insignificant The inspector's movements looked at each other.

However, what Qi saw was still quite blurry, so that the old man could catch a glimpse of Jiang Yichen unnaturally squinting at him without looking carefully, so he raised his hand to shave the young man's brain.

"You stinky boy!"

Although the old man was cursing, the smile on his face became brighter and brighter like an autumn chrysanthemum in full bloom.

People who are not good at speaking since childhood are always timid and at a loss in front of their elders. Therefore, even though he knows that he and Yao Lao have interacted a lot, Jiang Yichen was particularly embarrassed when they first met, and he accepted Yao Lao in a daze. This cut.

It wasn't because of his pretentious gestures, but because he treated Yao Lao as his own elder from the bottom of his heart, showing his emotions naturally. After all, the old man's relationship is only one aspect. If the other party never puts his illness and injury at ease, It can be perfunctory, let alone sacrifice two capable generals in order to find out his whereabouts.

How could the old and refined Yao Lao, who had read countless people, fail to see through the thoughts of young people.

Feeling very relieved by the old feelings in my heart, I whispered cheerfully: "It's not for nothing to worry about you brat."

Although the words were soft, they all fell into Jiang Yichen's ears, and his respect and closeness to Yao Lao increased a bit.

Before Jiang Yichen could open his mouth, Yao Lao had already led him to sit down, and said at the same time: "The conditions of the others are almost better. That man surnamed Chu is going to leave tomorrow. You abducted him, and you followed him to death. Mo I'm going to blame others."

Since Jiang Yichen and others arrived in Deyao Valley two days ago, the up and down of Medicine Valley has been busy.

Yao Lao was even more busy, his feet never touching the ground.

Jiang Yichen, whose injuries were relatively minor, and whose physical condition had recovered relatively well in the past few days, was arranged to go to a secluded place to recuperate.

Until today, Yao Lao only had half a day's spare time to ask him to have a talk.

After hearing about everyone's situation, Jiang Yichen was at first relieved.

In the second half of the sentence, although Jiang Yichen could understand Yao Lao's meaning, he still felt that something was not quite right when he heard it word by word.

On the lips, he responded respectfully: "Chen'er understands."

"Hey, relax, be more natural, and be calm. The old man wants to do big things, so he has to put on airs and put on airs, but I can't stand this old man."

Yao Lao waved his hands, beckoning the people in the sky, and getting close to the people in front of him.

Yao's old age is more than seventy years old, and he still calls the old man who is younger than him old man.

On the surface, Jiang Yichen should be right, but in his heart he couldn't help feeling that it was funny.

Secretly slandering: Is it true that no matter men, women or children in the world, they only call the old man the old man?

Yao Lao murmured to himself, obviously not aware of the smile on the corner of Jiang Yichen's mouth.

After a long while, Yao Lao stroked his white beard that was as long as a whisk as long as his navel, and said, "As for your physical condition, it couldn't be better. If you don't apply additional medicine to those skin wounds, you will get better after a while." And the day is gone."

Jiang Yichen was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, only then did he recall that when Yao Lao took his hand just now, he had already felt his pulse.

Yao Lao continued: "It seems that the Wuxiang Sect's "Wuxiang Sit and Forget the Mind Method" that is rumored is indeed related to "Xiaoyao Jue". Your kid suffered some hardships when he was involved in it, and now he has received a lot of good luck. Give back."

Yaogu has always lived alone in the rivers and lakes, knowing some of the secrets of the rivers and lakes is understandable, and Jiang Yichen doesn't feel any difference, but since Yao Lao entered the thatched hut, every sentence is closely related to him, but he doesn't know how to answer. It should be a good way, but it really makes it difficult for him to deal with himself.

Although he is old, Yao Lao has not yet reached the point where his eyes are dim. He obviously noticed Jiang Yichen's uneasiness. Looking at the young man's thin face and those lifeless eyes, he suddenly became angry and went on again. Peel a scalp in the past!

Jiang Yichen in the thatched cottage did not look like a cold-blooded killer at all. He was a good grandson who was dragged to talk with the elderly and was at a loss. He was hit again with a dazed expression.

"What's the hurry!"

"I will let you speak when it is time for you to speak!"

"I asked you to apply the medicine obediently back then and you didn't apply it, otherwise why would you lose two pieces of flesh on your face?!"

"And your eyes, the problem is still quite big."

(End of this chapter)