Chapter 2246 The Miao Youth Loves Me 08
There was a crisp sound as Ah San stepped on a dry branch and broke it.
They all saw this scene in the bamboo forest.
Jiutian screamed, and Chu Wan had already cried out in surprise. Fan Ruoxi tried to cover her eyes in a panic, but he almost tripped over a bamboo root.
"We didn't see anything!"
Jiutian grabbed Asan by the collar, and they both turned around and their heads bumped into each other.
Jinchen slowly lifted himself up from Nan Yixing's body, and the red snake Gu lazily slid back into his sleeve.
His fingertips brushed across Nan Yixing's slightly disheveled collar and he picked up a bamboo leaf.
[Hey, Baishen isn't here,... Let me take a look. ]
Ling Gun Gun: [Host, the protagonist, the bottom, was left in the bamboo building by Jin Que. Oh! The protagonist, the top, has also gone in! How exciting! Could it be that Jin Que is going to join the protagonist's love affair?]
【…】
Jinchen didn't want to hear such ear-polluting words.
"What's the matter?" Jinchen asked.
Jiutian stepped forward and said, "Young Master, there is something wrong with the Gu jar in the back mountain."
"Let's go. Remember to keep what I told you today a secret for me, brother." Jinchen winked at him before leaving.
Nan Yixing lowered his head to tidy up his messy clothes, stroking the silver bracelet on his wrist that was wrapped by a red snake. His fingertips, soaked in the fragrance of medicine, were stained with a little phosphorus powder.
"Senior Brother?" Chu Wan came closer, gossiping.
"Let's go to the back mountain to collect herbs tomorrow." Nan Yixing said.
He looked in the direction where Jinchen disappeared and raised his eyebrows slightly.
This mysterious and ferocious poisonous creature is much more interesting than those well-behaved poisonous weeds in the medicine garden.
Fan Ruoxi held the medical book in his arms, wanting to say something but stopping himself. He really wanted to wonder if the young master had some ulterior motive by being so proactive.
However, the swaying shadows of the bamboo made the blood mole between Nan Yixing's eyebrows look even more red, and there was a gleam of joy in his compassionate eyes.
...Well, it's not certain who has the agenda.
Fan Ruoxi sighed silently in his heart.
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three days later.
Before the morning mist dissipated, the bluestone square in front of the Miao King's Building was already crowded with villagers.
The high priest stood on the nine steps holding a scepter, his silver hair and beard looking cold in the morning light.
The elder held a bamboo slip wrapped with a red string in his hand, and his old voice penetrated the noisy voices:
"The election of the Holy Son is imminent. After discussion, four prestigious and capable young candidates have been selected."
Nan Yixing led four fellow disciples to listen nearby, and suddenly looked towards the ancient banyan tree on the side.
Jinchen leaned against the gnarled roots of an ancient banyan tree, holding a bamboo leaf in his mouth, with the hem of his newly changed red clothes hanging down, and he kicked the stones on the ground from time to time.
Ah San was squatting on the side, putting centipede poison into a bamboo tube.
"The first one is Young Master Jinchen."
The crowd cheered, and several Miao girls threw wild flowers over here with red faces.
Chu Wan glanced at her senior brother and picked a wild flower for Nan Yixing.
Nan Yixing: “…”
He stared at Chu Wan lightly.
Chu Wan: “…No, if you don’t want to send me off, then don’t send me off.”
She took the flowers back as if nothing had happened.
"The second one is Luo Xiao, the son of the high priest."
Luo Xiao, who was standing on the other side of the altar, nodded slightly.
On his shoulder lay a pitch-black spider with eight eyes glowing dimly.
"The third one is Shan Man, the disciple of the Miao King."
A thin young man walked out of the crowd with a green snake wrapped around his neck.
He saluted the elder, but his eyes were fixed on Luo Xiao, with a ruthless look in his eyes.
The elder unfolded the last section of the bamboo slips, and his voice suddenly became hesitant: "The fourth one...Jinque."
There was dead silence in the square.
The bamboo leaf in Jinchen's mouth broke with a snap.
Everyone's eyes shifted back and forth between the pale young man in the wheelchair and the young man in red clothes.
Jinque sat quietly in a wheelchair, his knees covered with a blanket embroidered with poisonous patterns. The indigo-blue poisonous patterns spread from his collar to behind his ears.
"Ah."
Jinchen suddenly laughed out loud, and a red snake swam out from his sleeves and coiled around his fingertips.
"Aren't you afraid of dying in there?"
Jinque's fingers tightened slightly under the blanket, and the sound was so soft that it was almost inaudible.
"Achen..."
"That's right," Jinchen stood up, her red veil fluttering in the morning breeze, "How could you be afraid of death?"
He walked over to the wheelchair and leaned over to whisper in his brother's ear.
The red snake spit out its tongue, almost touching Jinque's pale cheek, "After all, you should have died ten years ago, right?"
Jinque suddenly coughed, his knuckles clenched until they turned white.
"Achen...how could you...say that to me." There was pain in his voice that was hard to conceal.
The high priest slammed his staff on the ground: "Silence!"
The high priest glanced at Jinchen, shook his head, and continued: "The four candidates will each cooperate with a South Gate disciple to go to Broken Dragon Cliff to practice Gu."
"Seven days later, the newly refined Gu worm will determine the winner. The South Gate disciple who cooperates with the Holy Son will receive the Bone-piercing Needle."
As he spoke, he opened an old wooden box, inside which were neatly arranged hundreds of silver needles that glowed with a cold light.
Fan Ruoxi's eyes suddenly lit up, and he whispered to Chu Wan, "This... could this be the lost bone-penetrating acupuncture technique?"
This secret treasure, which has been lost for three hundred years, is said to be able to reverse life and death and change yin and yang. It was the treasure that the founder of Nanmen Sect carried with him when he was sleeping in Miaojiang.
Jinchen leaned against a bamboo pillar nearby.
When he heard that they were going to be divided into groups, he reached out and grabbed Nan Yixing's sleeve: "This doctor is mine."
As he spoke, he deliberately leaned closer to the person, causing several villagers around him to cover their mouths and laugh.
The high priest continued: "Remember, except for the Gu Mother Forbidden Land, you can go anywhere else..."
Before he finished speaking, Jinchen suddenly interrupted: "What if someone accidentally walks into the forbidden area again?"
He tilted his head, but his eyes glanced at Jinque in the wheelchair, and he emphasized the word "again".
Jin Que coughed twice, his voice weak but gentle, "Achen, stop making trouble."
"Who messed with you? You're sick."
Jinchen frowned, his fingers unconsciously stroking the red snake on his wrist.
The snake seemed to sense its master's emotions and spat out its tongue in the direction of Jinque.
[Jinque's attitude towards me is disgusting. ]
Want to beat him up.
Ling Gun Gun held a bamboo leaf in his mouth and learned to whistle, [Puff...Puff...Host, don't be impatient. You can kill him after the poison is removed!]
Nan Yixing stood aside, looking back and forth between the two brothers.
He noticed that when the high priest mentioned the bone-piercing needle, Jinque's expression changed drastically, but he quickly returned to his gentle look.
"It's settled." The high priest made the final decision, "We will set off tonight. The four candidates will each choose a doctor from the South Gate."
The sound of the bronze drum in front of the altar gradually stopped, and Jinchen walked to Nan Yixing's side: "Brother, follow me into the mountains."
His eyes sparkled as he spoke. Nan Yixing saw it and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "How dare I refuse the invitation of the young master?"
This simple answer made Jinchen smile. He glanced around and his eyes fell on Jinque.
Seeing this, Chu Wan, who was standing by, immediately waved her hand and said, "Since there are only four of us going, I have to sort out the herbs in Lingcaotang these few days, so I won't go."
As she spoke, she took two steps back, as if she was afraid of being drafted into the army.
