Wang Ling couldn't stand watching anymore. These two girls were so touching that she almost shed tears.

"Come, let's drink!"

Yan Mengru wiped the tears from her eyes, picked up the wine glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

Chen Jiahui also drank the wine in the glass.

Looking at the empty cup in her hand, Chen Jiahui said with emotion:

"Mengru, Yang Fan is a good man. If you miss him, you will never find a man who treats you so well!"

"I know, I know everything now!"

Yan Mengru covered her face and cried. She missed Yang Fan very much now, but she didn't know where Yang Fan had gone.

"Jiahui, do you know where he went?"

Yan Mengru raised her head and looked up at Chen Jiahui.

"I don't know either. Before he left, he only said he would be back after a few days. You can go to the Judicial Office and ask. Doesn't the Judicial Office have a position for him?"

Chen Jiahui suddenly thought that Yang Fan was now a community correction prisoner, and the Justice Office should be able to locate him.

"Yes! Why didn't I think of that?"

Yan Mengru slapped her forehead and thought to herself that she was confused, why didn't she think of this?

…

There was a lot of fog in the valley. Yang Fan had been walking for four days, but he still couldn't find the way back. He was lost. No one here could tell the difference between east, west, north and south.

Yang Fan didn't know why the fog here was so thick. There was no sunlight during the day, no starlight at night, no surrounding scenery, and even no water. Yang Fan seemed to have entered an isolated world, and he had...

There is not much dry food left. If he can't get out of this foggy area, Yang Fan may have to follow the same path as his predecessors and die in this valley.

Time is like running water, passing by in the blink of an eye.

A week has passed. Looking around, there is a vast sea of ​​fog all around. A figure shuttles through the sea of ​​fog, disappearing and appearing. This figure is Yang Fan. As time goes by, Yang Fan completely feels the horror of the fog here. Here he

My sense of direction was completely lost, and my will began to sink over time. Coupled with the lack of food, my mood began to become irritable.

Just when Yang Fan was upset and angry, light rain began to fall from the sky. As the rain increased, the fog gradually dispersed and the vision became much wider.

"You must take advantage of this opportunity to get out of this area!"

Yang Fan knew that once the rain stopped, it would be foggy again. He braved the rain and stepped on the mud, walking forward step by step...

"what is that?"

Yang Da suddenly found a stone tablet in front of him, and he was very puzzled. You know, how could he not feel strange that a man-made thing suddenly appeared in an uninhabited place.

Yang Fan wondered, could this be a tomb? You must know that in ancient times, many people would hide in the mountains and forests to avoid war. If someone had lived in this place before, it must not be far from the outside world.

Yang Fan came to the stone stele and took a look and found that the words written on the stone stele were not like the inscriptions written on the tombstone.

Yang Fan stepped forward to identify it carefully and saw two lines of traditional Chinese block letters engraved on it:

"Sun Simiao's scripture collection place, gift it to those who are destined!"

"Holy shit! Sun Simiao, is he the legendary Medicine King Sun Simiao? How could he bury scriptures here?"

Yang Fan was a bit out of his mind. Who is this Sun Simiao? He is a medical expert known as the King of Medicine. "Thousands of Gold Prescriptions" and "Tangxin Materia Medica" were both compiled by him, but I have never heard of this old gentleman.

What kind of scriptures have you compiled? Yang Fan suddenly remembered that Sun Simiao was not only a doctor, but also a Taoist priest. Common people often called him "Zhenren Sun". He was said to have lived for more than a hundred years. Could it be that the scriptures hidden here are Taoist scriptures?

Since it can be regarded as a good thing by Sun Simiao, it must not be too bad. Yang Fan decided to dig out the scriptures buried here. After all, the stone tablet stated that it would be given to a destined person, and Yang Fan believed that he was this destined person.

No matter inside

What is buried? Even if what is buried underneath is a Taoist scripture, it should be considered a treasure. After all, it has been more than a thousand years since Sun Simiao lived in the world. Even a piece of waste paper has become an antique.

.

At this time, the rain had stopped. Yang Fan knelt down and bowed three times to the stone monument as a sign of respect for Sun Simiao. Then, regardless of the strong protest of the weapon spirit, he used the horse shovel in his hand as a shovel to move toward

Digging underneath.

Yang Fan dug about one meter deep. The "Qiang" blade sparked a spark and hit a stone slab underneath.

"Hey! It looks like it's down here!"

As soon as he encountered the stone slab, Yang Fan started digging vigorously. After a while, he dug out a large pit with a radius of three meters on the ground. A square sarcophagus appeared in front of him. Yang Fan knocked open the stone slab above, and there was a message inside.

There was a faint fragrance, and a strange and magical little box with the color of coal was revealed in the sarcophagus. The box was very small, about thirty centimeters long and twenty centimeters wide. The box was very delicate, with some patterns carved on it.

Yang Fan carefully took out the box from the sarcophagus. He found that the small wooden box was extremely heavy. What was most special about this box was that it had been buried deep in the ground for a year and a half, but it had not even decayed at all.

Yang Fan grabbed the lid of the box and lifted it gently.

"Snapped!"

The wooden box was opened easily by Yang Fan, and there was a book with a blue cover lying inside. There were two words typed "Alchemy Sutra" on the cover, and a few small words "Written by Sun Simiao" in the lower right corner.

Looking at the two words Dan Jing, Yang Fan began to feel extremely excited. As everyone knows, Sun Simiao, the king of medicine, has written "Qian Jin Yao Prescriptions" and "Tang New Materia Medica", and at most there is a supplement to "Qian Jin Yao Prescriptions", "Qian Jin Yifang".

”, no one has ever heard that he also wrote the book "The Book of Alchemy". Everyone knows that Sun Simiao is a master of alchemy, but only his method of alchemy is spread in the world, and there is no detailed record. It seems that this

This "Alchemy Classic" should contain Sun Simiao's life-long method of refining alchemy.

There was another object in the sarcophagus. From the outside, it was smoky and ugly. Yang Fan stretched out his hand to take it out and saw that it turned out to be a small tripod. There were three small seal characters carved on the side of the tripod. Yang Fan looked carefully and identified it. It should be

It’s the three words “Yao Wang Ding”.

"It seems that this cauldron should be used by Sun Simiao to make elixirs!"

Yang Fan didn't know what material the cauldron was made of, but it felt quite heavy in his hand.

"Master, this Medicine King Cauldron is also a spiritual weapon. If you can refine it, it will definitely be a great help to you in the future!"

As soon as Yang Fan took out the Medicine King Cauldron, the weapon spirit jumped out and told Yang Fan that this Medicine King Cauldron was a spiritual weapon just like it, but the weapon spirit had its own personality. It would be different if it could be refined.

Sure, I just thought about this King Yu's weapon spirit. If Yang Fan hadn't been tempted by him at that time, how could it have been refined so easily by Yang Fan.

"What did you say? This cauldron is also a spiritual weapon?"

"Yes, it also has a spirit body inside, but it is now in a deep sleep and has not woken up!"

As soon as Yang Fan took out the Medicine King Cauldron just now, the weapon spirit felt it.

"Let's talk about it later! Find an exit first, getting out is the most important thing!"

Yang Fan was thinking in his mind, since Sun Simiao had been here before and also left from here, it means that there must be a way out here. Yang Fan didn't know why Sun Simiao was able to come here. Since Sun Simiao could get out from here, he believed that he

The exit can also be found here.

In fact, Yang Fan didn't know that back then, Sun Simiao traveled through countless famous mountains and dangerous places in order to search for famous medicines all over the world. This was also a place he had been to. When he was deeply involved in this place, he, like Yang Fan, lost his way here and couldn't find it.

On the way out, he thought he would be buried here in his life. In order to prevent the alchemy he had studied all his life from being lost, he buried the alchemy scripture he had painstakingly studied and the medicinal cauldron given to him by Tang Wang Li Shimin in this valley.

Here, wait for someone who is destined to get it.

Later, Sun Simiao accidentally found a way out of Tianmen Pass. Later, he also sent people to search for the place where he buried the scriptures, but no one found it. Even the people he sent, none of them found it.

As time went by outside this valley, this matter was slowly forgotten by people. Sun Simiao never imagined that when he was beaten to death, he had no choice but to bury the "Dan Sutra" and the Medicine King Cauldron here, and that they would be buried here more than a thousand years later.

, a destined person named Yang Fan got it.

After getting the "Alchemy Sutra" and the Medicine King Cauldron, Yang Fan had mixed feelings in his heart. He didn't expect to take the risk of coming here and get such a big harvest.

Yang Fan put away the two objects, buried the sarcophagus again, bowed to the stone tablet again, and said:

"My dear, Mr. Medicine King, I would like to pay my respects to you, Yang Fan. Today I am fortunate enough to receive a legacy from my senior. If I can get out of this valley, I will follow my example and help everyone in the world!"

After thanking him, Yang Fan took advantage of the fog in the valley before it rose to identify the direction, put on his backpack, and strode forward...

In Hongqiao Town, Yan Mengru and Chen Jiahui came to the Justice Office.

"Mayor Yan! Why are you free to come to my place today?"

Zhang Na knew that Yan Mengru had been transferred to Yulin Town next door, but she didn't expect that Yan Mengru would come to her office today.

"Director Zhang, I came to see you today and want to ask you for a favor!"

Yan Mengru said sincerely.

"Tell me what it is! As long as we can help you, we will definitely help you!"

Zhang Na had a good impression of Yan Mengru before. When Yan Mengru was working in Hongqiao Town, she always took good care of her.

"I want to ask you to help me find Yang Fan's location!"

Yan Mengru got straight to the point and explained her purpose directly.

Upon hearing that Yan Mengru wanted to find Yang Fan's geographical location, Zhang Na was a little confused and started to have difficulties.

"Mayor Yan, I really can't tell you this right now!"

"What's wrong? Doesn't your Justice Bureau conduct targeted supervision on every community correction prisoner?"

Yan Mengru felt a little confused. Logically speaking, the Justice Bureau should keep track of Yang Fan's movements at all times, but why did Zhang Na say that there was no way to tell her? Could it be that the Justice Bureau has regulations that prohibit the location of correctional officers from being disclosed at will?

"Mayor Yan, you misunderstood. In fact, our judicial office cannot locate Yang Fan now. I even reported this matter to the county justice bureau, but the county bureau told me to leave it alone for the time being!"

Zhang Na was also helpless. Logically, the county bureau would attach great importance to community correction prisoners who could not be assigned a position. However, this time Yang Fan's position disappeared from the computer, and the county bureau did not pay much attention to it.
To be continued...