"The old man's home is on the hillside of the second peak of Qingshan Mountain. We need to climb the first peak of Qingshan Mountain, then walk through Qingfeng Forest, and then you can get there in about half an hour's walk."

The broken-handed guest led Lin Xiao up the mountain road and said with a smile.

The old man’s home is just like the one with a broken-handed guest. Going home always makes people feel happy and relaxed.

"I haven't asked you about your name yet, so I can't keep calling you a broken hand."

"Hey!"

Broken Hand Ke burst into laughter, "The name Broken Hand Ke is quite interesting. In fact, it is not wrong to call it that. Before those bastards die, they will cut off their right hand. That is to let them remember that they must not bet in the next life."

"Gambling is indeed harmful to others and oneself."

Lin Xiao sighed sincerely, "I hope that young people today will not get involved in this kind of thing no matter what, it is even more terrible than a cancer."

"I will get to know each other for the official purpose, my name is Yu Liang!"

Yu Liang reached out his hand and held Lin Xiao together.

The journey was not as difficult as Lin Xiao imagined. After passing a few beams, a few ditches, and struggling on the cliffs, he finally saw the old man's thatched hut.

It is not too much to say that it is a thatched hut. It is three houses built with black tree branches. The appearance looks very simple and even gives people the feeling that they cannot experience the wind and rain. However, these three broken houses have stood halfway up the mountain for countless years.

"Old man! I'm back!"

Yu Liang yelled at the wooden house from a distance, as excited as a child.

If it were normal times, the old man would definitely walk out with a kind look on his face, wearing a wool coat and greet Yu Liang with a cigarette. However, today he shouted three times, but no movement came out.

“Huh?”

Yu Liang's face changed, and his feet were faster. "The old man should have already collected herbs at this time, why didn't he react?"

The red sun in the sky had completely fallen into the foot of the mountain, and the surrounding environment gradually fell into darkness. A gloomy and terrifying covered the earth. Only some lights of thatched huts were transmitted out, guiding the two of them.

Before Yu Liang hurried to the three thatched houses, he pushed the door open and walked in without hesitation.

"Old man!?"

What made Yu Liang breathe a sigh of relief was that nothing happened to the old man, just sat on his homemade wooden chair, with a heavy expression and a frown tightly.

But there were two more men in the room, one sitting and the other standing.

"Xiaoliang, why have time to come back?"

The old man has a handsome face and fair skin. Apart from his white hair, he can't tell that he has any signs of being too old. He is about sixty years old but has a face of forty.

"It's okay these days, I'll come back to see you. Who are they!?"

Yu Lian felt a little vigilant because the two men's clothes were exactly the same as those of the villagers in Qinggou Village.

"They are from the village and come to see me for treatment. You can sit for a while. There are roasted sweet potatoes on the stove. After walking for a long time on the mountain road, you must be tired, right?

Take a few bites first.”

The old man tightened the sheepskin coat and smiled kindly.

Yu Liang said oh, turned around and walked towards the stove, while pulling the charcoal fire, while observing the two villagers intentionally or unintentionally.

The two villagers just glanced around Yu Liang and left, with a little anxious expression. One of them said quickly: "Old man, Xiao Na's illness cannot be delayed, so think of a solution."

The old man sighed: "It's not that I don't think of a solution, but Xiaona's illness is too strange. I have been practicing medicine for so many years, but I have never seen such a strange disease. It's difficult to save her. Why not take her out of the mountain and go to the city's hospital to take a look."

"Oh! If the doctors in the garbage hospital are useful, will we still look for you?

Who in the village knows that you are from Yaowangzhuang and are a master of traditional Chinese medicine. If you can’t even cure you, they are even more nonsense.”

"Old man, Xiaona is really helpless?

You can even cure a terminal illness like leukemia. Xiaona is just a cold, can't it be cured?"

The two stared at the old man with a nervous look on their faces.

The old man smiled bitterly and said, "It's not just a simple wind and cold..." Yu Liang grabbed two roasted sweet potatoes, looked at them in confusion, and asked casually: "Is Xiaona sick?"

"Um!"

The old man nodded.

Yu Liang didn't say anything, and walked out with the roasted sweet potatoes and said, "Old man, I'll bring a friend, and you will see you later."

"You brought outsiders?"

The two villagers suddenly turned around and stared at Yu Liang with fierce eyes, "Who asked you to bring people into the mountain?"

Yu Liang frowned and stopped suddenly: "Who I bring? It seems that it has nothing to do with you, right?"

The two villagers first glanced at the old man, and then said with disbelief: "Yu Liang! In the past, we turned a blind eye to you for the sake of the old man, and gave you a snake coin pass, and did not allow you to bring outsiders in private. This is the rule of the village."

"snort!"

Yu Liang knew that he was in the wrong and was not easy to argue, so he turned around and walked out.

Lin Xiao stood beside Shanya, his eyes a little dull.

Although the night was dark, the endless groups of houses at the foot of the mountain, which were as endless as tigers and dragons, shocked him.

The scale of Qinggou Village is larger than Lin Xiao imagined. To be precise, it is not a village at all, and it is even comparable to a small city.

The buildings that are endless at first sight are lined up one after another, and the staggered layout represents its long history. Looking down from the mountain, the entire village is like an enlarged version of the Tai Chi Bagua diagram.

The two towering wooden towers in the middle of the village, black and white, are the array eyes and yin and yang eyes of the Bagua diagram.

Lin Xiao was surprised that in addition to the huge village structure, there were the two wooden towers.

"Is it a coincidence?"

Lin Xiao murmured.

The shapes and number of floors of the two wooden towers are exactly the same as the ancient wooden tower in the yard of Wangjia Village Committee, and even the shapes of the windows on each floor are exactly the same.

Although I can't get close to see the texture of the wooden tower, Lin Xiao can confirm it at just a glance that it was definitely built with the same material.

Not knowing what he thought of, Lin Xiao's heart skipped a beat.

It is impossible for Qinggou Village to build two wooden towers for no reason, and Wangjia Village will not build a useless wooden tower for no reason.

Lin Xiao had a guess that the wooden tower might be some kind of mark in Qiankunyuan.

If this guess is correct, wouldn’t Wangjia Village also have something to do with Qiankunyuan?

Wangjia Village is the ancestral home of Nangong Jin’s mother Wang Yun. Is the Wang family also a force in Qiankunyuan?

The trace elements in Ye Rou's body are the same substance as the trace elements in the Houshan veins of Rakshasa Island and Wangjia Village. That kind of thing is extremely rare, and Lin Xiao has only heard of it being produced in these two places.

If Wangjia Village is the power of Qiankunyuan, then the trace elements of the ore vein should be occupied by them, because in China there is probably only one place of origin in the back mountain of Wangjia Village, and no one would let go of such wealth.

Ye Rou didn't know whether she was robbed after her birth or poisoned her body after being stolen. Inferred by this, even if the source of trace elements in her body had nothing to do with Qiankun Academy, it would definitely be inseparable.

"It's really possible that it was the Qiankun Courtyard. Otherwise, with the power of the Wan family, the descendants of the direct descendants were robbed at that time, how could there be no follow-up for so many years?"

"The Qiankun Academy poisoned Ye Rou, and even accepted her as a disciple and even regarded her as a saint. This is a bit unreasonable."

"Does Ye Rou know who poisoned her?"

"When Ye Rou was stolen for such a short time, the robber had no chance to get such a deep poison. He was probably tampered with someone when he was born?"

"If I were passive when I was born, why would the Wan family take such a harsh action against their descendants?"

"Why did Qiankunyuan rob Ye Rou?"

"Can you... Ye Rou is a descendant of Qiankunyuan?

Then why would her mother have been raised in Wanjia again?”

"Or... it was Wanjia who imprisoned Ye Rou's mother, so that after she gave birth, the Qiankun Courtyard would send someone to rob him?"
Chapter completed!