The Qingshui gang's mansion is built on the mountain. A beautiful mountain peak stands in the mansion. The mansion is quiet and green, with houses dotted among it, giving it a unique flavor. The flowing water in the mansion is endless, the green trees on both sides of the road are neatly cut, and the rocks under the trees are neatly cut.

The road is as smooth as a mirror.

Wang Yi has lived in Qingshui Gang for a few days, and he can clearly feel the prosperity of Qingshui Gang in the past. The buildings are scattered and orderly. If they are more, they will look tacky, and if they are less, they will look deserted. There is an indescribable atmosphere.

The charming charm is hidden in it, and the person who built the villa is by no means an ordinary person.

The servants in the mansion fled and dispersed, but there were still a few loyal people who stayed in the mansion, receiving meager rewards and doing their best to serve the huge mansion.

Wang Yi chose a plain plain clothes today and put it on. He opened the door and walked in the mansion. Several maids passed by on the road. They had long heard that two new ministers had come to the mansion and wanted to see them.

After a while, Wang Yi smiled and greeted them one by one, strolling on the path.

Since meeting Xiao Wenxuan that day, Wang Yi has rarely seen her. After asking about her, he found out that she had gone out to handle gang affairs.

Wang Yi could only shake his head regretfully, feeling a little hungry. While asking for directions, he came to the kitchen of Qingshui Gang. Since it was almost noon, it was very busy here, and people were busy with their work.

As soon as they saw Wang Yi's arrival, everyone stopped what they were doing and respectfully asked Wang Yi: "Mr. Wang."

Wang Yi waved his hand and motioned for them to do their work. Wang Yi took a casual look and saw the clerk sitting by a stove in a corner, slowly fanning the fan.

Wang Yi walked up to Uncle Wen and said, "Uncle Wen, what are you doing?"

Uncle Wen heard a familiar voice and looked up. It turned out to be Wang Yi, "Mr. Wang is so cheerful. He came to the kitchen. Maybe he is hungry."

Wang Yi scratched his head in embarrassment and said sheepishly: "I can bear it, I can bear it."

Uncle Wen laughed and stopped teasing Wang Yi. The fan in his hand kept swinging.

"Uncle Wen, what are you doing?" Wang Yi looked at the stove in front of Uncle Wen and wrinkled his nose. Why did he smell the smell of medicinal materials?

Uncle Wen explained: "It's an old problem, so I need to grab some medicine myself."

After saying that, he picked up the medicine jar on the stove, poured it into a large bowl, and slowly put it into the food box. Then he said goodbye to Wang Yi and left.

Wang Yi chuckled, watched Uncle Wen leave, stood up, asked the kitchen steward for a dessert, and ate it while strolling around.

After walking for a while, Wang Yi quickly finished the dessert in his hand. When he walked to the stove, Wang Yi put down the plate and took out the residue inside to burn it. Suddenly, he saw the remains of the medicine left by the doctor.

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With curiosity in his heart, Wang Yi took out a piece of cloth from his arms, picked up part of the medicinal residue and put it to his mouth, carefully

It smelled.

Bitterness mixed with the aroma of medicine rushed towards Wang Yi's nose. Wang Yi coughed twice. Wang Yi didn't know much about medicine, but he still understood some basic principles. Can you tell?

There is something in the medicine dregs. I can only quietly put away the medicine dregs and walk out as if nothing happened.

In addition to the kitchen, Wang Yi quickly walked to Ma Shun's yard and soon found Ma Shun sleeping on a chair. Wang Yi stepped forward to wake him up.

"Brother Ma, get up quickly, I've made another important discovery."

Ma Shun opened his sleepy eyes, looked at Wang Yi who was close at hand, and said impatiently: "What are you doing? I'm sleeping."

"Don't sleep. This old gang leader doesn't seem to be seriously injured, but poisoned."

Upon hearing Wang Yi's words, Ma Shun woke up instantly, got up, grabbed Wang Yi and asked, "Is this true?"

Wang Yi got rid of Ma Shun and took out the medicine dregs he had collected in the kitchen from his arms and handed it to Ma Shun. Ma Shun put the medicine dregs close to his nose, smelled it carefully, and then picked up some medicine dregs with his index finger.

Put it in your mouth and taste it carefully.

"It smells like Sanqingcao."

Wang Yi was a little confused and said: "Three green grass."

Ma Shun returned the medicine residue to Wang Yi, "Yes, this Sanqingcao is the holy medicine for detoxification, but it is very rare, so it is expensive."

Wang Yi looked at the dregs of medicine in his hand, touched his chin and said, "It seems that things here are not as simple as we thought."

Ma Shun looked at Wang Yi who was thinking for a moment and asked, "What do you think?"

"This Sanqingcao Qingshui Gang won't store too much, so it will run out one day, and then it will be our opportunity."

"What can we do? Just kidnap Xiao Wenxuan away. That's just a dream. I've observed carefully in the past few days. That woman is at least a Qigong practitioner in Tongxuan, and maybe a martial artist who doesn't know the realm."

Wang Yi frowned and asked: "Wu Fu?"

Ma Shun patiently explained: "Martial arts is a way of practice created by those who are unable to practice in Nanchu. Based on their own martial arts, they constantly polish themselves and finally achieve the goal of ascension. It is currently spread in the world.

Not many, only a very small number of people in our Ming Dynasty can take the path of martial arts."

This was somewhat novel. No wonder the book said that among the outstanding people in Southern Chu, someone could actually create this way of practice. Wang Yi felt that this trip was not in vain.

"So, we may not be able to take Xiao Wenxuan back secretly."

As soon as Ma Shun slapped his thigh, his brother had given up the idea of ​​secretly kidnapping Xiao Wenxuan, so he did not waste his explanation.

"What should we do?"

Ma Shun spread his hands and indicated that there was nothing he could do, "Wait a minute, there will be a shortage of Sanqingcao sooner or later, and we will just wait and see what happens."

Wang Yidian

Nodding, there is no other way now. If Xiao Wenxuan does not sincerely go back with them, and then escapes back, Ma Shun and Wang Yi will be helpless.

At night, Wang Yi and Ma Shun, who were preparing to rest, were taken to the lobby of Qingshui Gang by their servants. Xiao Wenxuan had been waiting in the lobby for a long time. Next to Xiao Wenxuan, there were three people sitting on chairs, looking at Wang Yi and Ma Shun.

When they arrived, they all observed the two of them.

Wang Yi and Ma Shun were also looking at them. There was a middle-aged man among them, wearing a long knife, with his arms folded, looking at the two of them.

The second man looked a bit strong, with a blue scarf tied up his hair and a pale face.

The last person looked a little too old, with a gray beard in sharp contrast to his black clothes, and a sword hanging from his waist.

"Now that everyone is here, let me introduce you, the gang leader."

Xiao Wenxuan pointed at the middle-aged man wearing a pair of swords and said: "This is my father's good friend, Senior Zhou Wu, who is known as the Sword Slave in the world."

Zhou Wu stood up and clasped his fists at everyone and said, "I've met you all, Zhou Wu."

Everyone responded to Zhou Wu one after another. When Zhou Wu saw this, he immediately sat down and said nothing.

Xiao Wenxuan nodded, pointed at the pale man again and introduced: "This is my Jianghu scholar from Nanchu, Wu Zhong."

Wu Zhong held the chair, stood up slowly, and said feebly: "Wu Zhong, a young man, this is polite."

Ma Shun was a little worried that this guy might not be able to catch his breath and pass out.

"As for this senior, he is our senior Jianghu man from Jianzhou City, Zhao Yan."

Zhao Yan smiled, stroked his beard, and nodded.

Xiao Wenxuan pointed at Wang Yi and Ma Shun, "These two are brothers from the same family. One is Wang Yi and the other is Ma Shun. Their cultivation cannot be underestimated."

Wang Yi and Ma Shun stood up one after another and greeted everyone with fists in their hands.

Xiao Wenxuan's face was full of fatigue, and her eyebrows furrowed slightly, "This time it's because my father has run out of medicinal materials, and the purchased medicinal materials are staying outside the city. Due to Nadeng's disciple Zhou Quan, he cannot enter the city, so I can only ask you to

Take the Sanqingcao from that batch of medicinal materials back, you don’t need to keep the rest, they can all be burned.”

Everyone nodded after hearing this. Seeing this, Xiao Wenxuan ordered the servant to take out a tray and put it in front of everyone present, saying: "This trip must be full of crises. Zhou Quan already knew that the Sanqingcao had been consumed, but

Fortunately, they don’t know where the medicinal materials are hidden, so I’ll help you bring the Sanqingcao back.”

"Then let Uncle Wen take you to get the medicine. Thank you all." Xiao Wenxuan waved her hand, and Uncle Wen walked out from behind and smiled at everyone.

After saying that, Xiao Wenxuan stood up and cupped his fists to thank everyone.
Chapter completed!