On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Chapter 149 Unique Mark

As Huo Changhe expected, people on the street started walking towards Wenquxing Temple in the afternoon.

I heard that there were still some people who worshiped at Shouxusheng Temple and stayed directly without even descending the mountain.

Mr. Mo sat firmly on the corridor of the study, looking at the slightly overcast sky, drinking tea alone.

There is a dull pain in the leg. Although it has been cured for a long time and it is no longer noticeable from the outside, it still feels a little uncomfortable every rainy day or winter.

In other words, that feeling is already deep in the bones, not the body.

At this time, he was not in a good mood.

Suddenly, I heard gentle laughter outside the courtyard wall, as if two little maids were chatting about something interesting. They slowly walked away while laughing.

The boy came in cautiously and whispered back: "Sir, the scholars in the city have already left for the temple."

"Well, what about those three?"

"The young master of the Qiu family has left in a carriage, but the Jiang family has not set off yet. I heard that the young lady of the Jiang family is in poor health and is ill."

Mr. Mo's voice turned cold: "If you're not feeling well, you should stay at home. Why are you running out?"

The boy didn't dare to answer, so Mr. Mo put down the tea cup and said, "Go and check who just passed by outside the courtyard wall and was dragged to work as a medicine man."

The boy said bravely: "Mr. Xinglin said that he should choose the medicine man himself."

"Then go kill them," Mr. Mo interrupted, "Is there any difficulty?"

"I'll do it right away." The boy quickly lowered his head and retreated.

Mr. Mo twirled the hair stuck to his cheeks and tugged hard.

The gloomy weather is the most annoying.

……

Yan Ruyu followed Huo Changhe to a small courtyard near the hospital.

There were two people guarding the yard, both of them were Huo Changhe's men. He said they were sent from Shuangfeng Mountain before, but Yan Ruyu didn't go into details.

After opening the curtain and entering the room, a person was sitting in a chair in a daze. When he saw her and Huo Changhe, he quickly stood up.

It was the Xibei guy who pretended to be Huo Changhe.

He has now disguised himself, revealing his true face, and the outline of his face is somewhat similar to Huo Changhe's.

He was poisoned by Yan Ruyu and had to stay here temporarily in order to survive. As for the one who went back to recover, it was Huo Changhe's man Yi Rongcheng.

"Boy, do you have any orders?"

Yan Ruyu pointed at herself and Huo Changhe: "Give us both a different look."

After half an hour.

Yan Ruyu and Huo Changhe both had different faces.

Yan Ruyu thought for a moment, picked up the pen dipped in red oil paint and said, "I have to make a mark so that we can recognize each other when the time comes."

Huo Changhe asked: "What mark?"

Yan Ruyu said: "Roll up your sleeves."

Huo Changhe did as he was told, showing his smooth wrists.

Yan Ruyu raised her pen and lowered her head, gently tracing on his wrist.

The tip of the pen was soft and slightly cool. Half of Huo Changshe's palm was held in Yan Ruyu's hand. The warmth and coolness were all in his hand at this moment.

He had never experienced such an amazing feeling.

Looking up at Yan Ruyu, it was rare to be at such a close distance. You could even clearly see a very small mole on the tip of her nose. Her long eyelashes trembled lightly, like gentle feather tips, sweeping over Huo Changhe's heart.

His heart was beating wildly and he didn't dare to look any further. His throat rolled up and he lowered his head again.

"Okay," Yan Ruyu said.

Huo Changhe's mind wandered, and he looked carefully, and there was a ghost king pattern on his wrist, which was very similar to his mask.

"is it beautiful?"

Huo Changhe: "...beautiful."

Yan Ruyu drew a monkey face on her wrist: "Look carefully and use this to recognize each other if necessary."

"it is good."

As the two were about to leave, a subordinate came in and gave them two sets of clothes.

Yan Ruyu went to the next room to change, while Huo Changhe changed in the back of this room.

When I came out and saw the Xibei guy, he looked at him and said, "You should pay more attention and don't straighten your back too straight, otherwise it won't look like him."

Before Huo Changhe could answer, he whispered again: "If I perform well in the future, can I be punished and make meritorious service?"

"You'd better survive first."

Xibei's eyes narrowed: "Hey, brother, if you like it, you have to hurry up."

Huo Changhe: "???What?"

Xibei's eyes were full of joy: "That one just now, I can see that she is a strange woman, extraordinary.

If you like it, you have to hurry up and don't let others get the first advantage. "

Huo Changhe laughed angrily: "You also know this?"

"You don't know this," Xibeiguo pointed at his own eyes: "I have no other skills but the ability to read people.

The reason why I learn the art of disguise better than others is because I can see the subtleties.

The way you looked at that girl just now, tsk tsk, have you ever seen honey brushed hair? That's almost it. "

Huo Changhe snorted coldly: "Then look, what would be better for me to blind your eyes with?"

Xibeihuo immediately shut up.

Yan Ruyu also changed, and Huo Changhe stepped out.

They were wearing gray cloth monk robes, and Yan Ruyu tied up her hair with a wooden hairpin. Looking at them coldly, they saw a young monk with delicate features and a bit of heroic spirit.

According to the information received, due to the sudden increase in the number of pilgrims in Wenquxing Temple, the original monks were overwhelmed, so they temporarily found some people who were willing to do charity to help.

Some Xibei people say that people who temporarily volunteer to do good deeds are actually people sent by Mr. Mo who find a reason to sneak in.

Huo Changhe's skin was darkened and his eyebrows were thickened. In fact, many parts were just simple modifications, but overall, he became a different person.

Reduction and refinement can bring about astonishing changes. Yan Ruyu had to sigh that he was indeed a master and specialized in the art.

The two of them left together and blended into the night.

At this time, it was almost midnight, and there were still people in twos and threes on the street, rushing into Wenquxing Temple.

Huo Changhe got on his horse and stretched out his hand: "Come on."

Yan Ruyu was confused: "Why is there only one?"

"My horse is a good horse. When the time comes, let it go and hide in the forest. It will come when we finish our work and whistle. It will be more private and safer."

Yan Ruyu thought it made sense, so she stopped talking, held his hand, and mounted the horse.

Huo Changhe held her in his arms, the corners of his mouth turned up unconsciously, and whispered in her ear: "Sit down."

Shaking the reins, the horse rushed out.

The night wind blew against his face, carrying a slightly sticky feeling, which was not very comfortable, but Huo Changhe's heart was sweet at this moment.

Suddenly I remembered Xibeihuo’s words: What does honey brushing look like? Go back and ask Yintuo to buy a can.

Wenquxing Temple is not difficult to find. Huo Changhe has memorized the topographic map of the town. What's more, he can meet many fellow travelers on the road.

When we reached the foot of the mountain, we could see the lights of the temple in the distance.

Huo Changhe got off his horse, reached out to catch Yan Ruyu, then patted the horse's back, and the horse went into the forest alone.

Huo Changhe pointed to a small road next to him: "Over there, let's go up that road."

The other scholars all took the wide path in the middle, and no one took the narrow path.

Huo Changhe walked in front, followed closely by Yan Ruyu.

The road was indeed not very easy to walk, but Yan Ruyu could see that someone had simply tidied up the gravel and weeds on the road.

"Be careful where you step," Huo Changhe warned from time to time.

Yan Ruyu lowered her eyes, feeling a little warm in her heart.

At the end of the road is the east wall of the temple, not the main entrance.

Huo Changhe lowered his voice: "Follow me."