Eatment 33: The blue river is clear and shallow, and it is a little different from each other. 3

"How did you know that I came to the prophet? Even His Royal Highness should not know about this matter."

The path leading to the Prophet's residence turned back to the intestines, as if it was to make people lost and return. At the beginning, Han Ruxu held his head high and opened the road in front of him. Before he didn't go far, he would honestly follow the end.

Wei Tanyi seemed to recognize the way. No matter how many fork roads ahead, he could always choose immediately, but his appearance was more like smelling the direction of the prophet, just looking for it by intuition. Han Ruxu was angry at the thought that this guy seemed to be omnipotent.

"As soon as you left, Your Highness came to ask me if I knew where you had been and what you were doing," Wei Tanyi said indifferently, "I didn't know when I replied. He didn't believe it. Finally, he reluctantly told me that the emperor asked you to come to Xiangzhou to spread the secret decree. If I don't say a reason, he doesn't seem to give up, so I will answer him that you are looking for a prophet.

"I'm asking you why you know!" Han Ru was so angry.

"Because I happened to come to her, I answered like this by the way." Let's see what else you can do.

It seems to be an impeccable excuse, but Han Ruxu doesn't believe it. Although the existence of the prophet is not a secret, there are not many people who know it, and there are even fewer people who believe it. If Wei Tanyi knew it, he should have known it. If he didn't know it, how did he hear it? Lord Han also wants to ask me what to do with the prophet, right? Suddenly, I heard him ask this.

Han Ruxu rolled his eyes behind him: "If you ask, you won't answer."

"How come," Wei Tanyi smiled cunningly and didn't show it to him. "Lord Han answered me yes or no, and I'll tell you."

If you can't think about it, you will know that what he is going to ask won't be a good thing: "I don't want to know."

Hearing his refusal, Wei Tanyi's eyes were slightly blurred: "Then don't regret it."

At this moment, a scream suddenly came from the forest, and out of instinct, Han Ruxu immediately pulled out his sword and went in that direction. Do you still think it's not broad enough?" Wei Tanyi tilted his head and sighed helplessly, and slowed down a few steps, but he still followed.

At the edge of the spring not far from the path, a big white fur worm was opening its mouth, with a vague roar in its throat, threatening to stop it and Han Ruxu, who was nervously holding the sword between a little girl who looked only thirteen or fourteen years old.

It's really lifeless. Dare to compete with the tiger alone. Wei Tanyi took a few steps forward to check the little girl's injury. After confirming that there was nothing serious, he asked her for the wormwood, and then walked towards the tiger by himself. Hello! Don't you want to die? Get out of the way!" Han Ruxu looked at him approaching the tiger step by step, and his face turned pale.

But when he saw Wei Tanyi go straight to the tiger, he suddenly reached out and touched the streaky skin on its head, and said with a smile, "Don't pretend to be fierce to scare people. Where's your master?"

The tiger didn't eat this, shook his head to avoid his touch, and continued to show his fangs.

"Dan Yewei wants to see the prophet, please lead the way." Wei Tanyi was still not afraid. He said respectful words, but his hands held the tiger's huge head and rubbed it affectionately. The tiger screamed strangely and put his claws on his arm, as if to push his hand away, but he did not expose his sharp nails, as if he was complaining that he had no face at all.

... Ah, I'm thinking about something. How can I understand the tiger's thoughts? Han Ruxu shook his head vigorously and took back his sword.

"Are you also here to see the prophet?" The little girl asked in surprise.

"Ah, the prophet seems to have some connection with my ancestors. I just learned about it recently, so I came here to see him." Wei Tanyi patted the tiger's fur on a gray and white background, as if he was very familiar with the tiger. And the tiger couldn't push him away, so he had to let him**.

The little girl nodded: "I'm also going to see the prophet. Can you take me with me?" He said and tried to stand up, but his injured leg didn't do anything. I'll carry you on my back." Han Ruxu squatted down in front of her. The little girl rushed up happily after returning the wormwood to Wei Tanyi, approached his ear and said sweetly, "Thank you, the original big brother." The latter's face suddenly turned blue and red, which was very beautiful.

With the white tiger leading the way, the three of them soon arrived at a bamboo building.

"The prophet lives here..." Han Ruxu held up the little girl behind him and looked up with difficulty.

The bamboo building is built on a high cliff, and there are no rope steps nearby. I really don't know how to go up. While thinking about it, the white tiger roared and rushed to the cliff. Unexpectedly, he climbed the cliff almost perpendicular to the ground to the five-high bamboo building.

"Wow!" Han Ruqi was so shocked that he almost let go. How can you go up so high?

"Lord Han, don't be surprised. The white tiger is the god of the prophet. He is used to walking on this cliff." Wei Tanyi helped the little girl go down to the ground and sit down, waiting for the white tiger to report.

But wait left and right, not only did the prophet summon them, but even the white tiger did not appear again. Han Ruqi was full of suspicion and turned his head to look at Wei Tanyi suspiciously. The latter spread out his hands innocently: "If Lord Han thinks I'm playing tricks, I can follow up and have a look, but if I don't go back, you and this little sister have no hope at all." He successfully blocked his words back.

It was not until it was dark, and Han Ruxu completely lost his patience, "I'll find something to eat" and walked back to the forest.

Shortly after he left, the prophet finally said, "Master Wei."

Wei Tanyi smiled bitterly: "Why do you call me that? Have you seen Yuan Shu?"

"That doesn't matter. I know why you're here. Come on."

***

Because he forgot the business with the girl in the bamboo building, Mikara was scolded by his father when he came home with herbs. The herb is to treat a nobleman from the middle. His father took this person very seriously and sent his brothers to the mountain to find four or five precious medicinal herbs. Because he valued him the most, he gave him the task of finding the jade silkworm that was only available in the legend. Unexpectedly, he went there for a month. He thought He is already in danger and is almost about to prepare for the funeral.

"You bastard, why don't you apologize to Lord Jiao!" His father kicked him and forced him to kneel down to apologize.

Micahah knelt down reluctantly: "I'm sorry."

Lord Jiao, who sits on the seat, is a man in his early forties. Due to his poor health, he seems to have been in bed for many years, but even so, his weakness will not appear in front of outsiders. He only heard him say in a neutral voice: "Ha ha, it's good that you can come back safely. Why do you have to apologize? It's hard to find a jade silkworm. Thank you for your hard work. It's done."

"Your Excellency, the medicine is ready." During the conversation, a close waiter brought up the medicine soup. Lord Jiao drank it all and pulled Migalo's father with great emotion: "Don't worry, as long as my illness can be healed, let alone the village in the south, even if you want to dominate the Blue Mountain, I can do it for you."

His father's exultation made Migalo feel bored for a while. Fortunately, his father let him go down, otherwise he was very likely to sneer on the spot.

Isn't it just for a well? As for making trouble with the stockade in the south, don't you have to die? Michara strolled outside the house sullenly. There are more than a dozen villages under the Blue Mountain, the largest of which are their Futian Village and the Baisuo Village in the south. When Mijialuo's grandfather was still as old as him, the two villages fought for the ownership of a well. Later, Baisuo Village divided the well into its own sphere of influence with the help of people, but Futianzhai did not stop. For decades, two The village kept intertling with each other, and even implicated some neighboring villages.