Rebirth of Lucky Wife

But... Wei Hao's eyes circled around this hole. In such an environment, Ya'er deserved the best.

In order to divert Wei Hao's attention, Ma Ya'er took out the arrow hidden in his sleeve.

That day, after the two of them entered the river and came ashore, Wei Hao placed the broken arrows of the repeated crossbow at Ma Ya'er and told her to keep it as evidence.If... I encounter something unexpected, I will show this arrow to my father.

"Brother Zizhan, I have studied the poison on the arrowhead in the past few days. It can only be cured by the 'medicine watermelon' unique to the northwest." Mai Yaer pulled out a hairpin from his head and scraped a little bit on the arrowhead. Black powder comes out.

"Medicine watermelon? What is that?" Judging from the name, it should be related to summer melon, but Wei Hao knew that what could win Ya'er's attention was definitely not as simple as the usually delicious Qingmen Luyufang.

"Medicine watermelon is a unique plant in the Western Region. It can only be found in the deserts of the far west..."

Medicinal watermelon is a unique plant in northwest China and is only found in desert areas.In her first life, Ma Ya'er came to Xinjiang with a group on her high school graduation trip. After listening to the tour guide's explanation, she had lingering fears about this plant that looked like a watermelon. Even after returning home, she was afraid to eat watermelon for a while -

"Medicine watermelon" is highly toxic and is an important raw material for preparing insecticides and pesticides in Xinjiang, China.

Because of its special toxicity, many farmers will plant some on the edge of the field. When it matures, they will dig out the melon flesh and squeeze the juice to make pesticides. It is a very effective "natural pesticide".

Mal Ya'er carefully told his senior brother about the regional characteristics and toxicity of "Medicine Watermelon"; on the other hand, he kept moving and walked out of the cave, looked at the bundled prey, picked out a slightly thin pheasant, and put it on the chicken legs. He pricked it lightly and released it.

The pheasant had been tied up for a long time. As soon as it was freed, it wanted to break free and run away with its wild nature.Unfortunately, before he could even take two steps, he started to flutter violently. In less than a quarter of an hour, he bled to death from seven holes...

"This is a poison that seals the throat at the sight of blood... I'm afraid the Western Region has something to do with it." Ma Ya'er glanced at Wei Hao and stopped talking when she saw that her fiancé was stunned and didn't speak.

He is the crown prince of the Wei Dynasty. The emperor's uncle has always managed the country very well. Seeing that he is about to take over smoothly, suddenly the entire northwest frontier is in chaos. Even a normal person would panic, even the king who subjugated the country. , directly evading responsibility, living in a drunken dream and dying, it is unknown.

Let him digest it by himself, Malyaer thought to himself, and stopped disturbing him. In short, I will not leave him, I like him very much.

Wei Hao pondered for a while, looking at the broken arrow in his hand sadly.

This is the standard profit and loss repeating crossbow for the elite soldiers of the Wei Dynasty, which is also the famous "Zhuge Repeating Crossbow" in history. Kongming's talent made the repeating crossbow perform "one crossbow and ten arrows".

Moreover, only special units in the Wei army can match fine steel weapons. This broken arrowhead by Wei Hao is undoubtedly fine steel.

There is no doubt that the elite soldiers and steel are from the top team of the northwest military camp; including the second uncle Wei Sheng, who is still alive and dead at this time, and based on the reasoning that whoever benefits is the murderer, then the culprit is probably that person...

The seeds of doubt took root and sprouted in the minds of Wei and Mai. They were thinking a lot, but no one said anything. Until there is conclusive evidence, everything is unknown.

Mal Ya'er took out the dagger hidden in his shoe and smeared it on the neck of the "poison pheasant"; in an instant, chicken blood poured out along the neat knife edge.

Mai Ya'er picked up the chicken by its neck and spread the poisonous blood around the outside of the cave. He squeezed out the last drop of blood from the pheasant before burying the dead chicken.

After disposing of the dead pheasant, she set up a pergola with her right hand and looked around to make sure there was no ambush. Then she patted the dirt with both hands and let out a long sigh of relief.

"It's still the same saying, 'make the best use of everything to make good materials'." Mai Ya'er put her hands on her hips and encouraged herself, "Mai Miansang, you did a great job!"