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Chapter 24: Tibetan Songs

After daybreak, Deyitang finally opened the door. Many patients came here admiringly and waited in the outer court early. Yang Lianting had to go to the doctor's office. Before anyone arrived, I suddenly heard someone ask, "Is Dr Yang Lianting available?"

Yang Lianting stepped out, and saw a gray-clad man standing outside. Seeing him coming out, he arched and said, "This must be Yang Shenyi?"

Yang Lianting responded: "Don't dare to be, sir ..."

The man took out a green post from his arms and said, "I am under the order of the maiden, and specially sent the invitation of Xinglin to Yang Shenyi. The lady repeatedly told me that Yang Shenyi must come by then."

Yang Lianting quickly took the post and said, "There is work. The medical skills of worshiping the Jade Worship have always been well-known for a long time. Xinglin will have a great event and must go."

Then the man was relieved, and he said aloud, waiting for the driver, and turned to leave.

Yang Lianting received the invitation, and seeing that there were many patients outside, he no longer went to control Leng Feiyan and Zuo Canglang, and began to attend the consultation.

Where is Leng Feiyan and Zuo Langlang being polite? While the guys are busy, sneak into the kitchen, no one will come in anyway.

Leng Feiyan filled the wine with Zuo Canglang and said, "Yanlou has attracted the attention of the Tibetan Sword Villa, and Tibetan Tianqi tried to contact me once."

Zuo Canglang looked dignified: "Tibetan Sword Villa can perform the ox ears of martial arts, and it will not just be a stigma. The last time we killed Tibetan Feng was lucky, you must be careful."

Leng Feiyan shrugged: "Of course I wouldn't ignore him, but you said, would he doubt that Yanlou has anything to do with the Lord?"

Zuo Canglang shook his head: "He doubts are useless, he can't find the body of Zang Feng. Without evidence, doubt can only be doubt."

Leng Feiyan stretched his back: "I'm leaving now. I don't know when it is next time you meet. Take care of yourself."

Zuo Canglang gave a humming sound, Leng Feiyan raised his body beam, and God was out of Deyitang without knowing it.

Jinyang City, Tianping Lane, Dongyang shallow gold. Leng Feiyan was marching forward, and was about to step out of the alley. Someone behind him suddenly shouted softly, "Girl Yan? Why are you here?"

Leng Fei was slightly weird and turned to see Tibetan songs. He was dressed in a deep white tunic and a black cloak, clean and elegant. Leng Fei's eyebrows were drooping, and she instantly became a tender daughter like: "Tibetan son. I ..." She glanced at Deyitang in Tianping Lane and said, "Last time in Jinji Ancient Road, I am grateful to Yang. The doctor rescued him. After learning that he had returned to Jinyang in the past two days, the little girl came to thank him. "

Zangge nodded and said, "The rare girl Yan is also a man of love and affection. Now that the battle in Jijicheng has ended and the epidemic is under control, will the girl go to the province?"

Leng Feiyan had no choice but to say, "Exactly. Now that I have thanked Doctor Yang, the little girl will go to Dajicheng."

Tibetan song said: "The journey to Dajicheng is a long way away. It is inevitable that the girl will be alone. It is inevitable that I will go to the Jinji Ancient Road again. It would be better to send the girl over."

Of course, Leng Feiyan was desperate, and immediately promised: "Then there will be a son of labor."

Tibetan songs to the Jinji Ancient Trail, no doubt still looking for the whereabouts of the Tibetan front. The Tibetan front disappeared for many days, and the Tibetan sword villa also began to realize that it was less ferocious. Jiang Hu stated that Zang Feng died in the hands of an organization named Yan Lou. But where is Yanlou, why do you want to take action on the Tibetan front? Who are the main members and where are they active? The Tibetan Sword Villa knows nothing.

The Tibetan Sword Villa sent many people to inquire, but still found nothing.

At that time, Tibetan songs met with Tibetan inn in the Jinji Ancient Road, he thought about it, but still felt that his brother must have been to Jinji Ancient Road. Whether or not to decide to go again.

But where is Leng Feiyan really going to Dajicheng? There are so many things in the swallow's nest today, she runs around fun? It's just that the Tibetan-like song of Yushu's wind is really to her appetite, to accompany her.

The two went on the road together, Leng Feiyan was still in a carriage, and Tibetan song rushed to drive himself. Although he was enthusiastic, then there was still gloom between his eyebrows. Not talkative along the way.

Leng Feiyan thought that this person was really interesting. His brother couldn't find it for so long, but he still had the mind to care about the gossip of others. Along the way, Tibetan songs are not squinting. Between words and deeds, they are all emotional and ritualistic.

At the Jinji Ancient Trail, the Tibetan front had to enter the dense forest to investigate. This is the mountains of Panlong Valley. It is not easy to search carefully. Tibetan song said, "Girl Yan, there is something else next, and I may stay here for a few days. I asked the people of the Tibetan Sword Villa to **** the girl to Dajicheng, and I will accompany the girl to find loved ones."

Leng Feiyan said, "But what are Tibetans looking for?"

Tibetan songs did not say much about the disappearance of the Tibetan front, the Tibetan sword villa did not publicize. Leng Feiyan said, "Since these days, I have been honored by the son-in-law. If the son-in-law does not give up, let me go into the forest with the son-in-law to look for it."

Zangge frowned slightly and said, "I'm afraid there are many snakes, ants and insects in the forest. The girl is still ..."

Without saying anything, Leng Feiyan said, "I was just thinking that the last time I met my son on the Jinji Ancient Road, the son must have been looking for someone or something. If I didn't find it then, I'm afraid I can't find it now. Clues. But if one more person looks for it with another pair of eyes, it may not be possible to get something. "

Tibetan song thought for a while and thought it made sense, could not help but say, "Let's go."

Leng Feiyan followed him, and the two entered the forest together. At that time, in the late autumn, the leaves were cascading and Tibetan songs said, "I'm looking for someone. He asked me to meet at the Gudao Inn. But now, seven months have passed, no one is born, and no dead body is seen. "

When he said this, the worry in his eyes was finally fully revealed, like the dark clouds passing by Longyue. Leng Feiyan said, "Is it the son's relative?"

Tibetan song hummed, and the two searched carefully among the grass and trees. But the mountains are long and the old roads are vertical and horizontal. The time has passed for seven months. How easy is it to find a trace of a star?

It was getting late, and when Tibetan songs reacted, the surroundings had fallen into darkness. They are quite far from the official road.

Seeing Leng Feiyan, who was still following him deep into the forest, he could not help but apologize: "Girl Yan, it's getting late, I'm afraid we can only rest in the woods tonight."

Leng Feiyan gathered her clothes and said, "I'm going to raise the fire." She had a firebreaker on her body, and now she found a pile of dead leaves, and the dry branches around it, the fire went into the forest, and the dense forest became darker.

Zangge took off his package, took out the dry food, and handed it to Leng Feiyan.

Leng Feiyan didn't answer--the two hands were muddy when pulling the firewood. She stood up and asked, "Is there a place where I can wash my hands?"

Tibetan song quickly stood up and said, "Yes, here is next to Yishui, the girl comes with me."

Leng Feiyan actually knew the way, but still followed him in an orderly manner. After a short time, he came to the shore of Yishui. Lian Feiyan leaned over and went to wash his hands. Tibetan song stood not far from her, and she seemed afraid that she might fall into the water and dare not stay away.

Leng Feisu was holding water by hand. The water in late autumn was actually a bit cold, but to her, it was nothing at all—orphan camp all year round, who used hot water to bathe?

She washed her hands, wiped her face with silk silk and water, and when she saw the song, she kept away her face. After all, he is young, and although he hasn't gone away in peace, he has never been so close to any girl. Moreover, Lengfeiyan's appearance, occasionally looking back, if the eyes are Qiupao, if they really can't afford the slightest thought, it is impossible.

Leng Feiyan saw that he didn't look at his side, and looked at the soft sand and sand by the river. "Ah", the whole man rushed into the river. Tibetan song was shocked and arrived almost instantaneously, but it was still one step behind, only torn off her feathered cloud shoulder.

Seeing her rushing in the water, the Tibetan song didn't hesitate, and immediately jumped into the water, hugged her half a moment, and dragged her to the river bank.

Leng Feiyan was soaked, like the last driftwood after clinging to the water, she hugged Tibetan songs tightly. Tibetan song said softly, "Girl Yan? Don't panic, don't panic." While calming Leng Feiyan, he held her back to the fire.

The two were dripping water from head to toe. When the night breeze blew, even Tibetan songs could not help but shrink their shoulders. He wanted to put Leng Feiyan on the ground, and Leng Feiyan held his neck firmly: "Tibetan son! Tibetan son!"

Tibetan Song had no choice but to wring her dripping hair gently and said, "Don't be afraid, I have to set up two branches. We bake clothes and I won't go."

Leng Feiyan slowly released him. At that time, her delicate cheeks were all wet and her skin was more transparent than jade. Her eyes glowed with flames, which contained the gentleness and softness of even the most expensive jewellery. Tibetan songs just felt that his heart was beating faster, and wet clothes were stuck on his body, but his heart was burning.

He quickly found a few tree shrews, and set up a simple shelf next to the fire, and then took off his robe and put it on the shelf, which just covered Leng Feiyan and talked to avoid the wind.

He only wore a white lining and looked coldly at Yan Yan, saying, "Girl Yan, if this wet suit is worn until dawn, I'm afraid I will get sick."

Leng Feiyan said, "But ... but ..." This deep mountain and barren forest, lonely man and widow ... Of course, Tibetan songs understand what she wants to say. He sat on the other side of the wet clothes on the shelf and said, "Girl Yan doesn't have to worry about it, there will be no halfway moments in Tibet ..."

Leng Feiyan scolded him, why was this man so embarrassed, he was a little young! Lao Tzu has done this step, what are you serious about there? Scolding and scolding, the voice was still extremely shy and gentle: "It is the air outlet there, and the boy's clothes are still wet ... not as good ... as the boy can sit down."

Zangge said, "The people who practice martial arts are a little bit cold and cold. It's nothing. The girl doesn't have to worry."

Leng Feiyan also served this person, but he had no choice but to take off his clothes and heat it. Then she pillowed a fallen tree pole and closed her eyes. The fire was burning and burning in her ears, and occasionally opened her eyes to see the man's shadow faintly after seeing the clothes swaying in the wind.

Under the old trees in the barren forest in November, he was sitting in a wet suit and stayed so dead all night.