As soon as Dr. Jiang died, the clues were completely cut off.

Jiang Ling and Jiang Shaohua were both missing. The people who had seen Qingliu in the Wang house were so stupid that they were stunned. There were only a few servants left. They just met Qingliu and there was no clue at all.

But the person who had seen Qingliu in Mingshan Village could not say what he looked like.

Some people say he has thin eyebrows, some people say he has apricot-eyed eyebrows, and some people say he is a big man with a beard. In this way, it is impossible to determine what Qingliu looks like.

As for where Qingliu came from, no one knew. They only saw Qingliu and Jiang Ling entering and leaving the village, but they didn't know where he came from and where his home was.

The constables learned from Jiang Fu's family that Jiang Ling would run to Jinghu and Wufang Mountain.

It’s fine if Wufang Mountain is, Jinghu is the real dragon, Jiang Ling is just a mortal, and it is impossible for him to hide in Jinghu.

Therefore, all the constables went to Wufangshan to search for people.

However, they got lost when they climbed the mountain. They were either trapped in the fog barrier in late autumn and were inconvenient to the point of being trapped in the late autumn. Or they accidentally entered the nest of wild beasts and almost died here.

Some people thought they were walking up the mountain after entering the mountain, but as they walked, they left the mountain and reached the foot of the mountain. They did not believe in this evil, and when they entered the mountain, the situation was the same.

Gradually, people said that the Wufang Mountain was very evil, and no one dared to approach it in a short period of time. The constables heard that the immortal master had concluded that the Wufang Mountain had abundant spiritual power and had more evil spirits, and they were even more frightened and dared not enter the mountain again.

But the Wang family urged him to make an emergency, and the county magistrate had to find a way to make excuses.

They wrote the last words of Dr. Jiang before his death into a confession, identified him as the main culprit, and said that the accomplice escaped and had no way to find them, so they closed the case in a hurry.

The people of the Wang family were naturally very angry, but when Mr. Wang was stupid, there was no one in the family to take charge. It was strange that Wang Fugang had eleven wives, but none of them looked like a strong man. Over the years, only the Eleventh Lady, who had just followed him for two years, gave birth to a son, but now he is only over one year old and cannot take on the great responsibility.

As soon as this happened, the Wang family was ruined. When the country was in turmoil, the Wang family had already lost all their wealth, leaving only the mistress and the Eleventh Lady, the young master, who worked hard to live. Wealth and glory were as short and fleeting as passing clouds, which made people sigh. However, these are all later stories.

The autumn is deeper and deeper, and in a blink of an eye, the frost hangs all over the branches, and the plants and trees on the Wufang Mountains are sleeping, and there is a scene of desolation and failure.

Jiang Shaohua lost weight because he had neglected food and drink these days. When he looked for herbs and medical books every day, his jaw was astonishingly sharp, which made Jiang Ling frightened.

Jiang Ling brought the prepared meals to the entrance of the small cave that was temporarily opened next to the fox cave. He called Jiang Shaohua a few times before he dared to go in. Jiang Shaohua held the medical books in one hand and chopsticks in the other. He only saw the medical books in the other, but did not see the food in the eyes. He often threw down the chopsticks after taking a few bites, and hurriedly pulled Jiang Ling and asked, "Sister Jiang Ling, do you see if this medicine is too heavy?"

At this time, Jiang Ling would sigh and say, "I can't understand." Jiang Shaohua seemed to be unable to hear her talking, so he went to study medical books on his own.

Jiang Ling returned to the fox cave, threw the plate on the stone table, and sighed repeatedly.

When Hongyao saw the remaining food, she frowned and asked, "He still refused to eat well?"

Jiang Ling nodded helplessly and said, "Yes, Jiang Shaohua will go crazy if he reads this book again."

Hong Yao also sighed and said, "This is impossible."

The two sat for a while, and Jiang Ling suddenly asked, "Where is Qingliu?"

Since they came back, Qingliu suddenly became busy and often no one was seen. Hongyao said at first that Qingliu was busy setting up a maze in the mountains, and later said that Qingliu was busy inquiring about the follow-up of the matter. Now Hongyao said that she didn't know what the Fox King was busy with. When she said this, she looked quite lonely.

When the winter wind began to blow across the mountains, the noisy Wang family murder case finally came to an end, and what people were talking about began to be replaced with new content. They all said that the Zhenlong Temple would be repaired and that they must burn a handful of incense.

On a cold and westerly night, Qingliu, who had not returned for a few days, suddenly returned to the Fox Cave.

He walked straight to Jiang Shaohua's small cave, broke in without saying hello, grabbed the medical book in Jiang Shaohua's hand, and pulled him outside the cave.

Jiang Shaohua resisted fiercely, and the movement alarmed Jiang Ling next to him.

Qingliu bowed to Jiang Ling and said, "Come here too." Then, without saying a word, he pulled Jiang Shaohua to the mountain.

On a gentle hillside, Qingliu paused and said, "It's this."

He let go of Jiang Shaohua, and Jiang Shaohua stood there blankly, not knowing whether he should go back.

The clear stream picked a torch from the tree beside it ignited it, and the clanging sound of fire was particularly loud in the desolate mountains and forests.

Under the torch, Jiang Ling saw a small mound and stayed quietly a few steps away from them. The soil was new, and a blank wooden board was inserted in front of the mound.

No matter how dull Jiang Ling is, he can now react. This is a tomb!

Jiang Shaohua was even more excited. He staggered and ran a few steps, knelt in front of the wooden board, slowly turned around and looked at Qingliu, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Is this?"

"I brought Dr. Jiang back."

Hearing this affirmative sentence, Jiang Shaohua burst into tears.

"Why don't you let me bury my grandfather with your own hands?" He asked blankly at the grave.

But this is hard to answer, so Qingliu simply stopped answering. Dr. Jiang’s current description would only cause trouble if Jiang Shaohua saw it.

He said, "Jiang Ling, go and kowtow a few times."

Jiang Ling walked to the grave with tears in her eyes, and kowtowed suddenly a few times without any ambiguity. Qingliu helped her up and took her back first.

Jiang Shaohua rushed to the grave and burst into tears.

"Grandpa! Grandpa is unworthy!"

The west wind whimpered, and the frost forest was filled with sorrow.

After a long time, Jiang Shaohua felt that the cold was already in his body, so he could barely stop crying.

"Grandpa, don't worry. I will definitely spread the things you taught me, be a good doctor, a good doctor, save lives and help the wounded, and save the world. Grandpa, please leave with confidence!"

Jiang Shaohua kowtowed a few times to the ground, and turned around and went downstairs three times.

The next day, Jiang Shaohua got up and got a fever, her face turned red and her eyelids couldn't lift up.

A few days later, after he recovered from his illness, he went to see his grandfather's grave. It was a smooth place with saturation of sunlight, with little rain and low wind. It was really a good place to bury himself.

He engraved his grandfather's name on the wooden board in front of the grave, stood quietly for a moment, then went down the mountain, walked into the fox cave for the first time, saw Qingliu, and hugged him for his placement of his grandfather.

Qingliu waved his hand to show that he was just a little help, and there was no need to thank him. His eyes kept looking at Jiang Shaohua.

A few days ago, the serious illness made Jiang Shaohua lose weight a little more, but his spirits improved a lot. I think he was already thinking about it.

Qing Liu felt relieved and told him that if he had something to do, he could come here to find him at any time. However, as soon as Jiang Shaohua's front feet came out of the hole, he lay on the thick hay and slept hard, and he didn't even hear Jiang Ling's shouting at him.
Chapter completed!