Chapter 41: Looking for a Snow Treader
"Immortal...Immortal..."
The leader almost poked his butt to the ground, and his eyeballs were so big that they reached their limit.
"Will this be too high-profile?" Jumping off the back of the Yun Diao, Ye Qing looked at the panicked crowd and flattened his mouth: "Look, it scared the horses, it's all diarrhea."
"Brother Ye, aren't you going to fly to the door to show off your power?" Xu Changfu's eyes rolled and he shouted again: "Sister, I want a white eagle too. Next time I go home, I will ride a white eagle back."
Xu Yuwei ignored her shameless brother and looked at Ye Qing sideways: "My home is in Xu Mansion in Xicheng, you can go home first! If you have any troubles that cannot be solved, come to me."
Because he was not very familiar with him, Xu Yuwei did not interfere in Ye Qing's family affairs.
Nodded, Ye Qing snapped his fingers again and asked Zhuiyun Diao to find a nest in the forest by himself.
When they entered the city gate, the panicked crowd immediately separated and their eyes were lowered to the ground. The four soldiers stood up with their hands and feet, and were not very smart at the heads, and the crowd was still dazed. Even the old horses on the side of the road were kicked and kicked aside by them.
Ye Qing stepped into the city gate, and the four soldiers retreated respectfully, not even the courage to speak.
After Ye Qing left, several officials exchanged glances with each other. In addition to the deep shock and envy, they also had some doubts.
This immortal...
How come it looks so familiar?
After entering the city, Ye Qing headed straight to Qionghua Lane.
At this moment, the sun sets and the moon rises. After a busy day, people are resting and relaxing. Qionghua Lane is full of lights and colorful lights. The men with frivolous eyes are familiar with each other.
Walking deep into the alley, the door of my own red paint was closed, and Ye Qing's drum-like door pounded.
"Who...who..." After a long time, a vigilant voice came from the door.
Ye Qing reported to his home, and Zhu Qing's door was opened, revealing two women holding faces.
They were the old maids invited by Ye Qing to cook. Ye Qing didn't remember the name. But they had a deep impression of Ye Qing. When they saw the young master coming home, the two old maids dragged Ye Qing in.
"Young Master, you are back, Master..."
Ye Qing frowned: "How did he relapse in lung injury?"
"No...No..." The two old mothers were hesitant, and cooperated with their face holding, which made Ye Qingxin jump suddenly.
"Ding thudding thud", Ye Qing crossed two times into the inner courtyard and rushed into the master bedroom.
As soon as I entered the door, the master bedroom was filled with a strong smell of herbs. Xiaoshuang and Xiaoyu were lying on the edge of the couch and crying. Hearing the movement, he turned his head and saw that it was his young master who was back. He wiped his tears and flew over from the chair, crying that he was so sad that he was pear blossoms were raining.
"Who did it? Who did it?" Ye Qing was trembling all over. On the couch, his father was lying there naked, with blood-seeking bandages wrapped around his chest and head, and his eyes were closed.
The wound on his chest happened to be where he had been injured for many years. The skin on the edge of the bandage was purple and swollen.
When Ye Qing roared, Xiaoshuang and Xiaoyu cried even harder, and told Ye Qing about the whole story in tears.
The injury is not caused by someone, but by a horse.
It's not complicated. Yesterday morning, his father went out for a walk, but was hit by a young man riding a horse. The neighbor said that the young man had just come out of the flower building and hit someone on a horse and cursed, tightening the reins of the horse, asking the horse to lift his front hooves and trampling on his father's chest.
It was several old mothers who carried him back and hired a doctor. Later, Chen Zijia also came, saying that he used a very expensive pill to save the master's life.
As for the letter, it was Xiao Shuang's reply. She was too young and was not literate. When she heard that it was a letter from the young master, she cried and drew a lying down villain and asked the young master to come back quickly.
It turned out to be a lying villain. Ye Qing had no time to investigate why she didn't draw a couch? She tried her best to control her trembling body and asked, "Do you know who that person? Which flower building came out of?"
Xiaoshuang and Xiaoyu cried and shook their heads, and Ye Qing asked again what color of horse it was.
"The people who saw the neighbors said it was Guixianglou, and the horse was black all over, but the four hooves were snow-white."
Ye Qing patted the two girls' heads with both hands and nodded and said I understand.
His whole body was black, but his four hooves were snow-white. This was called "Snow-Traveling Horse", which was the best among horses. With such obvious characteristics, Ye Qing couldn't find this little bastard.
Sitting beside the couch.
Looking at Ye Dashan still unconscious, Ye Qing asked them to go back to the house to sleep first, and he came to guard here.
When Xiaoshuang Xiaoyu left the bedroom, Ye Qing closed her eyes and when she opened it, she had a round of red gold color in her hand, a compass full of quaintness and mystery.
The Great Heavenly Compass.
Ye Qing stained a little dark brown blood on Ye Dashan’s wound and applied it to the central circle where the Datianyan compass fell.
"Yan!" Ye Qing shouted.
The Great Heavenly Compass seems to be able to understand people's words, or the drop of blood gives the Great Heavenly Compass some motivation.
After a slight white light flashed, the nine dials in the Datianyan compass and more than 4,000 scales moved out of thin air with mysterious and complex connections.
After a few breaths, the compass gradually stopped and there were many mysterious patterns on it flashing.
Ye Qing's face turned ashen, and the compass represents the pattern of death, emitting gray light. The pattern of life represents only light.
Among the five qi, the luster of fire and gold is also very weak, and it seems that there is a possibility of extinguishing at any time.
Ye Dashan's heart and lung function is very poor.
In addition to these, there are many scales on the compass that represent other patterns that are shining. There are leaves, flowers and plants, and beasts, with different lusters.
These are the medicinal properties in Ye Dashan's body. They wandered in the blood and were calculated by the Datianyan compass Yan.
Closed his eyes again, Ye Qing shifted his mind to the black dragon.
In the cave under the cliff of Feiyun River, a dragon covered in black scales slowly opened its fiery red pupils, and there was a fire burning inside.
Ye Qing wished he could swallow that bastard and hit someone, but even raised his horse and stomped on him. Is this what a human does?
Swimming out of the water, the black dragon flew towards Huangqi County in the fiery red wind.
With the body as navigation coordinates, Ye Qing only needs to fly straight lines according to the sensing in his mind. There is a thunderous sound of wind roaring in the dragon's ears, which shows that the speed of the black dragon is already higher than that of the arrow.
An hour later, a three-clawed dragon appeared in the black clouds and mist above Huangyu County.
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Chapter completed!