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Lin Qingluo didn\'t want to waste any more time, so she got on her horse.

"Let\'s go, be careful on the road."

Xu Ruyun nodded with a smile, and waved goodbye to the young men.

"Commander Xu, let\'s go. Thank you for your hospitality. See you in Kyoto."

Lin Jinlong immediately stepped forward to express his gratitude to Xu Ruyun on behalf of the brothers.

"Okay, Long Ge\'er is determined. When we meet next time, maybe there will be unexpected surprises."

Xu Ruyun seemed to be smiling but not smiling, meaning something.

"Farewell."

Lin Jinlong\'s ears turned red suddenly, he pulled the reins, turned the horse\'s head, and galloped away.

A group of young men followed closely behind, riding horses and galloping on the endless prairie, running farther and farther.

He\'s gone, really gone.

It\'s been years, I don\'t know when we will see you again.

Not far from the barracks, Ah Ruhan was rubbing the purse in his hand, staring at the group of young men, whose backs were getting further and further away, with tears in his eyes, full of deep loss.

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The war in the northwest subsided, and some border residents returned home one after another.

Between the grassland and the Xiling Mountains, the hundreds of miles of no-man\'s land gradually returned to life.

Lin Qingluo and his party did not settle in the three border cities, but went directly through the no-man\'s land to the Xiling Mountains.

"It\'s not easy. After more than a month, I finally came back here."

The young men led the horses and climbed over the mountains and ridges along the route when they came. They passed the valley where the beggar soldiers were first intercepted from transporting food. Looking down from the mountainside, it seems like a world away.

"Master, are we heading south along the Xiling Mountains? Will we pass through Jizhou City?"

Mo Canglan was indifferent by nature, without much emotion, he led the horse to Lin Qingluo\'s side, thoughtful.

"Brother Lan, what\'s the matter?"

Lin Qingluo subconsciously thought of Wei Shumin when the words Jizhou City came to his ears.

The culprit who persecuted her mother and daughter for many years is the prefect of Jizhou.

Mo Canglan didn\'t hide it: "There is news from the Medicine King Valley that there is an epidemic in Jizhou City. The doctors in Jishitang failed to find out the source of the disease. Now it has a tendency to spread to nearby counties."

Lin Qingluo\'s eyes dimmed: "How far is Jizhou City from here?"

Mo Canglan answered truthfully: "At least two hundred miles, and it will take three days to drive there quickly."

"Three days? Too long."

Lin Qingluo\'s heart sank, and he sent a voice to the little kingfisher: "Yin\'er, ask the birds about the source of the disease in Jizhou city, and check the prefect of Jizhou by the way."

"Good."

The little kingfisher agreed very happily, flapped its wings and flew high into the sky, calling the birds crisply.

"Brother Lan, tell me about your condition."

Lin Qingluo didn\'t stay idle either. He led the horse and asked about the situation of the epidemic while walking.

"good."

Mo Canglan didn\'t make any mistake, and described the message from Yaowang Valley clearly.

Lin Qingluo\'s eyes were deep, and her intelligent brain was running rapidly, thinking about the treatment plan.

"Master, let old Shen come out. The Xiling Mountains are lush with vegetation and wild vegetables are everywhere. Maybe you can find psychic fruits."

The abrupt sound of the stone interrupted her contemplation.

"The psychic fruit is rare in the world, how can it be so easy to find?"

Lin Qingluo frowned, staring at him helplessly.

"Jizhou disease requires a lot of herbs."

Hearing this, Mo Canglan suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and his eyes showed surprise: "With the old ginseng, the problem of medicinal herbs can be solved."

"hey-hey."

Shitou listened to the music, and licked his face and smiled: "Am I being wrong?"

"You got it right once."

With a good-tempered smile, Lin Qingluo summoned the ginseng essence from the Paradise of the Paradise, still kept it hidden in a basket with a lid, bypassed the stones, and handed it to Mo Canglan.

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