"Can this medicine cure Fu Hongchen's disease?" Qiannuo's eyes flashed with doubts. Congenital diseases are generally not curable.
Qiannuo was still smarter. Wu Shang coughed twice: "This medicine is a test product, uh, no, it is an early product. Whether Fu Hongchen can be cured depends on his luck. As for the side effects, I don't know yet."
When a few people heard that they could not figure out the medicine was poison. They would not look for Wushang if they had any diseases in the future. Wushang was extremely traitorous, and it was not surprising that they used them to test the medicine.
"Don't use this expression, this medicine will definitely not kill anyone." Wu Shang said, "Take a slight teeth and teeth."
The few people looked like they didn't believe it, they couldn't kill anyone, and they were just half dead."[
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The next morning, Yi Shuihan and Wu Shang disappeared. Ling Yiran and others asked the housekeeper, and only then did they know that they had gone to Xianyun Valley. The few people were so angry that they would not inform them if they left.
Xianyun Valley.
There are steep mountains here, with majestic mountains, steep and steep, clouds and mists. Looking around, there is a piece of emerald green, overlapping and lush.
Wushang held her hand and took her into Xianyun Valley.
Seeing that the place was cleaned spotlessly, did Yi Shuihan come here before?
"Shui Han, we will stay here for three days and we will go to worship my master tomorrow."
"Okay." Yi Shuihan responded and asked again: "How many years have you lived here?"
"It's about nine years. If you don't show up, I might have to live here for the rest of my life, or be taken to Donglin Kingdom." Wushang looked at her and said pitifully.
Yi Shuihan pulled the corner of his mouth. He looked very similar to before and liked to pretend to be pitiful.
The next morning, the two of them went up the top of the mountain to worship Wushang's master together. They arrived at the top of the mountain and looked at the small mountains.
Xianyun Valley is surrounded by mountains and is almost isolated from the world. Beautiful trees form forests. Birds sing and fragrant flowers in the valley, grass grows and beards fly, orchids and grass, blue waves, silk ribbons brush the embankment, bright moonlight and wind, beautiful.
The grave was covered with weeds, and the strangest thing was that there was a blank space on the tombstone, without a single word.
"Is your master buried here?" Yi Shuihan looked at the tombstone. Shui You was not so unfilial and didn't even engrave a word.
"Well, I buried it with my own hands. Before he died, he said not to carve a monument for him."
"Why?" Yi Shuihan said suspiciously. She once imagined that after her death, she did not want any graves or tombstones. She would disappear completely if she wanted to disappear, but most people wanted to leave something.
"He said he would wait for his lover to come and carve him a monument."
"What about his lover?" She had checked Shui You before. The information showed that Shui You's master had passed away for five years and had not come to carve the monument for five years. Are the people waiting there?
"I don't know, I probably entered the soil earlier than my master." Wushang only brought fresh fruits and wine, and there was no incense or candle.[
"What a stubborn person." Yi Shuihan said.
"Shui Han, I am so stubborn, too." Wu Shang smiled at her.
Yi Shuihan ignored it. She always knew that he was so stubborn before, and it was so stubborn that it made people angry.
After the worship, the two of them walked back together with their hands.
"Shuihan, can you cook?"
"Don't tell me you won't." She didn't want to have no food for the next three days. She used to be a delicate noble young man, so it was natural that he could not cook, but he had lived here alone for nine years and should have learned it.
Bar.
"Of course I will, but I want you to help." Wushang had an abacus in his mind. He knew that Shui Han could not cook. Maybe today was Shui Han's first official cooking, so he was the first person to taste it.
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"I can't do anything, at most I can only make fires or something."