20demayo Chapter 1947 Curing the Old Illness
Chapter 1947 Curing the Old Illness
When the news came out, people were in chaos. After the news spread, many people still came to check it out, but when they saw the treasure place in ruins, they had to return disappointed. The rumors about the treasure gradually disappeared from the world.
Wan Shufang and her group did not pay much attention to this. The three of them stayed in the inn. During these three days, Wan Shufang focused on treating Madam Luo.
Under her treatment, Mrs. Luo gradually recovered and her mind became much clearer. In the room, Mrs. Luo held Minghe's hand, her eyes full of heartache: "Minghe, my daughter, you have worked hard along the way."
"Mother, I'm fine. It's a pity that I was a step too slow and failed to save my sister..." Minghe's eyes were full of guilt, which made Mrs. Luo very anxious, so she quickly hugged her to comfort her.
"It's not your fault. You've done well enough."
She patted Minghe's back gently, and the two of them hugged each other tightly. The atmosphere in the room was warm. Looking at this scene of loving mother and filial daughter, Wan Shufang curled her lips and smiled, and she and Chen Changli looked at each other in surprise.
Finally, he coughed lightly, interrupting the tranquility: "Madam Luo, Minghe, there is still a long time to go. Madam Luo is well now, and the real murderer has been caught. Your life will be better."
"But now, I still want to ask, why did Turlu's group capture Mrs. Luo?"
As she spoke, Wan Shufang turned her gaze to Madam Luo. Madam Luo was now clear-headed and naturally remembered a lot of what happened back then. She was no longer as confused as she was at the beginning.
She fell into memories, and after thinking carefully, she spoke in a deep voice: "Over the years, they only forced me to make hairpins, and did nothing else. I guess they wanted to use me to drug the people."
"Besides, when you rescued me, the old hag was in the dungeon. They asked me to make a hairpin, perhaps for another reason, which was to lure out Minghe, uncover the secret of the treasure, and seize it when the opportunity arose. It's a pity that all this failed."
If Turlu falls into their hands, all his plans will become a fantasy and can never be realized. These words made Chen Changli and the others sigh. They did not expect things to turn out like this.
"It's fate after all."
Wan Shufang sighed, and Madam Luo suddenly stood up from the bed, and with Minghe's support, she knelt down with her: "Master Chen, Madam Chen, we are able to reunite this time, and we have to thank you for your help."
As she spoke, Mrs. Luo bowed deeply to the two of them, including Minghe. Seeing them like this, Wan Shufang was a little surprised and quickly reached out to help them up.
"Mrs. Luo, you are too polite. We will help you whenever we encounter this kind of thing."
She carefully helped Madam Luo sit down on the bed, and then she heard Minghe say, "Wan Shufang, Chen Changli, we are leaving. We will take Mother and Turlu back to southern Xinjiang to complete my unfinished business."
Minghe pointed to the bundle in the corner. As early as yesterday, when Madam Luo's health improved, they had decided to leave, and today was also the day to say goodbye to Chen Changli and the others.
"So soon?" Seeing Minghe and his mother nod their heads and determined to leave, Wan Shufang did not stop them and stuffed something into Minghe's hand: "Okay, take this, you can contact us at a critical moment."
"If you need any help, just ask. Be careful on your journey."
"Thank you!"
Minghe's eyes were filled with emotion. He clenched his hands to express his gratitude, picked up his bag, supported his mother, and left with the people sent by Tiancang Pavilion.
After watching the two people leave the city, Chen Changli and Wan Shufang returned to the inn. Tomorrow is the last day of the banquet. They have been busy for the past four days, so they plan to stay and enjoy the last day of the banquet.
Time passed quickly and soon it was the next day. Early in the morning, the two packed up and went out. The Bhikkhu City was still bustling with activity.
Wan Shufang and Chen Changli held hands and walked slowly down the street. Before they knew it, they arrived at a familiar place: the place where Nalan Ying was holding a martial arts competition to find a husband. Chen Changli was instantly alert, worried that another hydrangea would fly out.
But this time, Nalan Ying did not participate in a martial arts competition to win a bride. Instead, he came down from the stage and suddenly saluted the two of them with his fists: "Master Chen, Madam Chen, I'm sorry, I offended you before, I hope you can forgive me!"
Nalan Ying spoke sincerely and apologized to the two people seriously. Seeing this, Chen Changli and Wan Shufang were both stunned, but they soon realized that without the influence of the poison, the people would naturally return to normal.
It was not unexpected that Nalan Ying did this.
Wan Shufang waved her hand and stepped forward with a smile: "It's okay, it's just a misunderstanding, we don't take it to heart."
Hearing this, Nalan Ying looked at Chen Changli again, as if seeking confirmation. Seeing that he nodded, as if he really didn't care, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
"You two are very generous. You will surely be blessed with a smooth life in the future."
"I appreciate your good words, and I hope you can find your ideal husband soon."
Wan Shufang clasped her fists in response, and seeing Nalan Ying happily running back to the martial arts competition and marriage proposal stage, a smile appeared on her lips. After watching the excitement for a while, it got dark unknowingly, and Chen Changli and Wan Shufang no longer had the heart to go shopping.
Thinking of the four great masters of Bhikkhu City, the two of them strolled to the teahouse to look for Qian Er.
Seeing Chen Changli and Wan Shufang, Qian Er was slightly startled, then quickly stepped forward and said, "My Lords, what do you want me to do?"
He was respectful and had warned them before Minghe left that the Tiancang Pavilion in Biqiu City should do its best to help Chen Changli and Wan Shufang.
"Manager Qian, we have stayed in Biqiu City for too long and will leave on another day. We came here today just to ask about the four great masters. They were the ones who captured Tullu that day, right?" Wan Shufang spoke bluntly, pulled a chair and sat down, her eyes burning.
Hearing this, Qian Er had a complicated expression. He glanced at Wan Shufang silently, raised his hand and bowed, saying, "My Lords, it is better for you not to interfere in this matter."
"Every city has its secrets. The four great masters are the secrets of Bhikkhu City. As long as they don't harm Bhikkhu City, it will be fine. It will do you no good to dwell on this matter."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qian Er shut his mouth, looking as if he didn't want to say more. Seeing him like this, Chen Changli and Wan Shufang looked at each other with helplessness in their eyes.
But after thinking about it, he realized that the four masters did not harm Bhikkhu City, so he decided not to pursue the matter any further and the two stood up.
"In that case, we won't ask any more questions."
"Thank you for your care, Manager Qian. Now that the dust has settled, we are leaving."
Hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed across Qian Er's eyes, but it was only for a moment before he came to his senses and put on his smiling face again.
"Be careful on your journey, both of you."
The two left the teahouse, returned to the inn, picked up their bags, and left Biqiu City. Not long after they left the city, Chen Changli and Wan Shufang could no longer see Biqiu City.
Suddenly, a gust of yellow sand blew in front of them, and the sand got into their eyes. They subconsciously closed their eyes. When they opened their eyes again, the scene in front of them had changed drastically, and it was no longer the same road as before.