Jing Qing said twice: "This ghost place has ruined my family, I should always see it with my own eyes, right?"

"And what did you find?" Chitose began to knock melon seeds, "What's wrong?"

Jing Qing scratched his head: "It should be said that nothing is wrong in this place." The civilians of this Tibetan country are all lacking in hearts. ”

"That's against a fool like you. She replied unhurriedly, but she knew in her heart that Jing Qing was right.

Not only the three of them, but also the seafarers who came in with their eyes could probably find out. But it's none of your business, and you've only been here for half a month in a lifetime, so what's the need to dig deeper?

"Other than that, there are no new discoveries yet. "Jing Qing doesn't dare to sell anything to the official store anymore, he only sets up a stall in Linlang Market, life is too good, it's not easy to take risks," I plan to walk around these days. ”

"Little Brother Yan came to the Tibetan Kingdom for another purpose, right?" Jing Qing asked rhetorically, "I remember you said that you wanted to come here to find something. ”

"Yes. At this time, Yan Saburo didn't hide it from him, "One hundred and twenty years ago, Qilin Xuan sold something. I want to trace its origin and see who Qilinxuan got it from. ”

"Oh, then Qilinxuan must be on the record. Jing Qing sneered, "Hugh looks at the smoke screen it emitted, I don't know what to do from the upper house to the lower house, in fact, they must all remember it clearly." ”

"Hmm. After hearing Jing Qing's words, Yan Saburo's heart was at ease. Since the official store can secretly find out the identity of the seller, the origin of Cangwu Stone can be examined.

But Zhuang Nanjia said that he couldn't find it at all, and he didn't even have a sales record, which was weird.

Jing Qing leaned forward and looked at the two of them with strange eyes: "But Qilin Xuan will not willingly let you check the records, what are you going to do?"

Chitose raised an eyebrow: "You have a way?"

Jing Qing waved his hands together: "No." My grandfather hadn't even entered the back hall of Kirin Xuan, so I don't know how it was structured. ”

Yan Saburo said softly: "Then, you'd better not ask more." ”

Jing Qing closed his mouth.

Indeed, he couldn't help much. If Yan Saburo wanted to make a move against Qilin Xuan, he had to stay as far away from these two as possible now, so as not to cause trouble to himself. But he is unwilling, he is only a few pounds and a few taels?

At this moment, Chitose heard the sound of pouring water from the courtyard next door, and it was time for the guests to return and ask for a bath.

She turned her head to Yan Sanlang and said, "Zhuang Nanjia is back, go over and take a look." ”

Jing Qing was stunned: "Zhuang Nanjia lives next door to me?"

"Yes. Yan Saburo glanced at him, "You don't know, he heard you last night." ”

Jing Qing was embarrassed, and it was rare for his face to turn red. But he quickly calmed down and coughed twice: "Speaking of Zhuang Nanjia, I remember one thing. ”

Say. She actually didn't have a good impression of Zhuang Nanjia.

"On the ship, we shared a cabin with him. Brother Yan is busy, I am idle, and I often talk to Zhuang Nanjia. Jing Qing paused, "Sometimes I see him take out a crystal bottle and pour a pill the size of a soybean into it and eat it." ”

"Medicine?" Zhuang Nanjia said that he was seventy or eighty years old, and there will always be some problems with the elderly at this age, and it is normal to take medicine.

"I asked, he said that he had a heart disease, and he found some expensive medicines to find someone to refine the Baoxin Pill to carry with him, and he must eat one every day, otherwise he will have heart palpitations and dizziness. Once, I forgot to bring my medicine when I went out, and I didn't eat for two days, but my condition suddenly worsened and I fell unconscious. Fortunately, the rescue was timely, otherwise the person would have been gone. After coming back from the ghost gate, he never dared to go out without a Baoxin pill. ”

"So what?"

"But I could see clearly that there were no more than twenty pills in the bottle. Jing Qing said in a deep voice, "We will stay in the Tibetan country for half a month, and it will take a few months to return to our hometown by boat." If Bao Xin Pill is the medicine he has to take every day, why is there only 20 pills left?"

Zhuang Nanjia couldn't leave Baoxin Dan for a day. So after twenty days, what will he do when the pill is gone?

Yan Saburo thought for a while: "Maybe he has more than one bottle of Baoxin Pill." All you see is a bottle that is almost finished. ”

"Perhaps. ”

Chitose was wiping his hands, carelessly: "Maybe he can refine the longevity pill by buying a medicine primer from the Tibetan country." Extend your life for five years all at once, and you don't need Bao Xin Dan anymore?"

Yan Saburo shook his head: "This may not be." What if he didn't buy it? A trip to the Hidden Country is full of difficulties and dangers, and no one dares to leave anything to chance. ”

"I know. She glared at him, "I just said it casually." ”

Jing Qing looked at her, then at Yan Sanlang, and muttered: "When I think of this, I always have a strange idea." ”

"If it weren't for the incomplete collection of materials for the Baoxin Pill, there would only be so many left. His eyes wandered a little, "Perhaps, he didn't plan to go back?"

"You don't plan to leave the Hidden Country?" Yan Saburo and Chitose glanced at each other, feeling strange in their hearts. Does Zhuang Nanjia want to use the Hidden Country as his burial place?

It's getting more and more wrong. It is said that fallen leaves return to their roots, and when people are old, they want to be buried in their homeland after death.

That's what I said. Jing Qing shrugged his shoulders, "Leave an inspiration for the two of you, you may not take it seriously." ”

He couldn't even convince himself of this idea. Who would take a huge risk and travel thousands of miles to seek death in the country of Tibet?

It's funny, it's funny.

Yan Saburo was noncommittal, and just asked him: "I want two bottles of the water of true vision." ”

Jing Qing is indispensable.

The boy drank the wine in one gulp, put on his mask, and stood up to take his leave.

......

Out of Jingqing's door, walk a few steps to Zhuang Nanjia's small courtyard gate.

But Chitose stood motionless, staring at the door.

There was no one nearby, so Yan Saburo asked her, "What?"

"You think this guy is too weird, don't you?" said Chitose slowly, "remember what the boatman said? Very few of us outsiders will stay." ”

Of course the teenager remembers. "Those who have been enlightened by the gods. ”

"Will Zhuang Nanjia be one of them? Chitose muttered, "Maybe he's sure he can stay?"

Yan Saburo did not rush to deny it, but followed her words and said: "He said that he hopes to refine the elixir to prolong his life for five years. ”

"So?"

"When the wall of fog is closed again, sixty years of our world will be equivalent to five years of the Hidden Nation. ”

Chitose was silent for a few breaths before saying, "The treacherous nest spider I put on him has never sent back news. ”

"He didn't get in touch?"

"More than that. Chitose said coldly, "There is no voice, no sound of water, no sound of blades of grass, nothing." A spider can't fail to hear anything, unless—"