Alien Arms Dealer

When the poor Wen Xiuyuan was brought to Song's house, he was so dizzy that he didn't know where to go, so Xiao Jiu directly brought him to Xiao Cheng and said, "Master, I brought..."

Wen Xiuyuan's expression was bewildered, his eyes were dull, as if he hadn't figured out the situation yet, Xiao Cheng stretched out his hand and patted him on the face, Wen Xiuyuan immediately came to his senses, stared at Xiao Cheng, "Why did you hit me? ?”

"Are you awake?"

Wen Xiuyuan shook his dizzy head, "Uh...still a little dizzy...Xiao Cheng, next time you ask me to come, can you do it differently?"

Xiao Cheng apologized a little, "I'm sorry, time is running out, so I can only do this!"

Fortunately, Wen Xiuyuan has a good temper and didn't care too much about it, "What's going on?"

"You'll know when you come with me!"

Xiao Cheng took Wen Xiuyuan into the room. The small room was full of people, including Song Qiheng, Mo Ziqing, and other doctors. This was the first time Wen Xiuyuan had seen such a big man. At the scene, I was a little embarrassed, squeezed my sleeves with both hands, and asked: "What the hell... what happened?"

"Doctor Wen, you are here..." Song Qiwen's anger eased a lot after seeing Wen Xiuyuan, "It's like this, my brother has a strange disease, and the doctor in my house can't see the problem, so I'm really sorry to trouble you to make a trip so late!"

"It's okay! It's the duty of our doctors to save the dying and heal the wounded!" Wen Xiuyuan walked to the bed, glanced at Song Qiheng lying on the bed, and was also taken aback, "He... this... how long has he been in this situation?"

The manager of the Song family hurriedly said, "It's been like this since this morning!"

Xiao Cheng walked up to him and said, "He has a high fever, and there are many erythema and blisters on his body!"

Xiao Cheng lifted the quilt and asked Wen Xiuyuan to look at Song Qiheng's symptoms, "The doctor of the Song family didn't see what was wrong with him, nor did he find any symptoms of poisoning, so I invited you here!"

However, the way of "please" is really special.

With a dignified expression, Wen Xiuyuan took out the silver needle from his body and stuck a few needles in Song Qiheng's body. The silver needle didn't change color, obviously it wasn't poisoning.

Immediately afterwards, he reached out and pressed Song Qiheng's wrist, his brows became more and more wrinkled, and Xiao Cheng asked, "Little mosquito, can you see what's wrong with him?"

Wen Xiuyuan withdrew his hand and muttered, "It's really strange...I actually felt two lifelines in his body..."

"Two kinds of lifelines? What do you mean?" Xiao Cheng didn't understand medical skills, so he didn't know what he meant.

A physician from the Song family said, "It's ridiculous! The second son is a man, not a pregnant woman. How could he have double pulses? How did you see a doctor?"

Song Qiwen rolled his eyes coldly, "Is it your place to interrupt here?"

"Sect Master forgive me!"

"I only need subordinates who do practical things, not those who gossip!"

The doctor was so frightened that his face turned pale and he didn't dare to do anything wrong.

"It is true that double pulses only appear in pregnant women, but it does not mean that there are no other conditions. Pregnant women have double pulses, one big and one small.

The pulses are together, the mother's pulse is stronger, the fetus's pulse is weaker, and the two pulses of the second son are very normal, almost fused together, if you don't observe carefully, you can't find it at all! "

Xiao Cheng asked anxiously: "Little mosquito! You have said so much, what is wrong with him? Two pulses? Could it be that he is really pregnant?"

Wen Xiuyuan shook his head, "Two kinds of pulses prove that...something strange may have happened in his body?"

Hearing this, the people present couldn't help gasping when they thought of those people who turned into monsters a few days ago.

"Little...Little Mosquito...you mean...Qiheng...was..." Mo Ziqing was so shocked that he could hardly speak, "Qiheng has a monster in his body, and it won't be long before Qiheng... Heng will...be transformed into a monster?"

Wen Xiuyuan didn't answer, but his brows furrowed deeper and deeper, almost killing flies.

Xiao Cheng asked: "Little Mosquito, I remember you said that as long as people who are not completely monsterized, they will recover after taking the inhibitory medicine. If so, then it's easy..."

Wen Xiuyuan shook his head, "If only it were that simple!"

Song Qiwen's expression changed again and again, but he still held back the strong uneasiness in his heart and asked, "Doctor Wen, does Qiheng have other problems?"

"He was cursed!!"

"What did you say?! Curse... Curse seal?!" The manager of the Song family almost fainted when he heard this.

Curse seal is a witchcraft that witches are good at using to harm people. Once a curse is cast, the person will die like the caster in a short time.The caster can control everything about the sealer, torture him slowly, and he will die whenever he wants. Many monks died under the curse of the witch clan back then.

Xiao Cheng thought for a while about the common sense he knew about spells, and said, "Just kill the caster to save him, can't you?"

Wen Xiu was far silent.

The faces of the others were also not very good-looking.

Song Qiwen sighed, and said: "Let's say Pavilion Master Xiao is right, but finding the performer is not easy?"

Xiao Cheng sneered, "I know who it is!"

Mo Ziqing looked at him in surprise, "Ah Cheng, do you know who plotted against Qi Heng?"

Xiao Cheng nodded, then turned his head and said to Song Qiwen: "Master Song, please send someone to surround a brothel in the east of the city. The name... um, it's called Yuexiangfang!"

"A Cheng, do you suspect that there is something wrong with that brothel?"

"I don't have time to explain so much to you now! Sect Master Song, I'm in trouble!"

Song Qiwen listened to Xiao Cheng's words, and personally led some disciples with outstanding abilities in the family to go to the place Xiao Cheng said.

Wen Xiuyuan lowered his head and thought for a while, stretched out his hand to roll over Song Qiheng's eyelids, and then touched his neck. He searched almost every part of his body. Xiao Cheng couldn't stand it anymore, and asked, "Little mosquito, What the hell are you looking at?"

"I'm looking for where his curse seal is, but I haven't seen the mark of the curse seal after searching for so long!"

"I didn't see the mark, how can you be sure that the Second Young Master has been cursed?"

"His eyes are black and blue, he has a high fever, and blisters all over his body. It looks like he has been cursed, so I thought he was cursed, but I searched for a long time just now, but I didn't find where the mark of the curse was. It stands to reason that people who have been cursed will have a

A mark of a curse seal, I hope... I guessed wrong! "

"Then... let's get rid of that restless thing in his body first!"

Wen Xiuyuan took out the suppressant medicine from his body and poured it into Wen Xiuyuan's mouth. After a while, the unconscious man struggled violently, with an extremely distorted expression on his face, as if he was fighting something again.

Wen Xiuyuan yelled, "Come and hold him down with a strong person!"

Mo Ziqing hurried forward and pressed Song Qiheng's hands tightly, and saw his skin swelled up piece by piece, as if something was slipping under his skin, Song Qiheng struggled harder, the sandalwood bed was shaking, There was a possibility of collapse, Mo Ziqing was dripping with sweat, almost unable to hold him down.

Seeing this, Xiao Cheng said, "I'll do it!" Pushing Mo Ziqing away, Xiao Cheng held Song Qiheng's hands tightly, making him unable to move.

Wen Xiuyuan said from the side: "I can't tell, Xiao Cheng is stronger than you! Then when you two go to bed on weekdays, who gets in and who gets out?"

"..." What time is it, little mosquito, do you still have the gossip to ask this? ?

Xiao Cheng tightly held Song Qiheng who was struggling frantically, and the latter became weaker after struggling. Suddenly Song Qiheng opened his mouth and spat out a big mouthful of blood, which just sprayed Xiao Cheng all over.

Xiao Cheng: "..." What's wrong with him?

After Song Qiheng vomited blood, he fell into a coma again.

"Okay! It's all right!" Wen Xiuyuan signaled Xiao Cheng to come down.

Xiao Cheng got off the bed, his clothes were soaked with a large mass of black blood, and he was in a state of embarrassment. He tugged at his wet clothes and said, "I'll change clothes first, excuse me!"

"Wait a minute!" Mo Ziqing yelled.

Xiao Cheng was taken aback by him, "Why are you so loud? You scared me to death!"

"Ah Cheng! Don't move!" Mo Ziqing walked up to Xiao Cheng and wiped away the black blood, "What is this?

"

Xiao Cheng took a closer look, and there were some small black bugs in Mo Ziqing's hands, the size of ants, densely packed, and those blood stains stuck to his body. Although he was dead, in Xiao Cheng's eyes, It still made his scalp tingle.

"It's these little bugs that play tricks in the second son's body? Then they grow up slowly and replace the second son's body, turning into a brand new monster?"

"Yeah!" Wen Xiuyuan nodded, "It looks like it's also a Gu! But, I've never seen this kind of Gu! What the hell are these Wu people doing? Why are the situations different every time? Do you use people and monsters to refine it together? Or let Gu parasitize in people's bodies to try to replace the original owner? Which one is the real situation?"

Xiao Cheng thought for a while, and said, "Maybe... there are two situations! Those people who disappeared are probably captured and used for experiments. As for these Gu worms, why are they so unnoticed?" Released?"

"Don't think about it yet, Ah Cheng, go and change your clothes! By the way, you'd better burn the clothes you're wearing!" Mo Ziqing instructed.

"You still need to say!"

Song Qiwen brought people to the place Xiao Cheng mentioned. Dozens of monks surrounded the brothel tightly. However, Song Qiwen looked at the light.

In the brightly lit pavilion, I always feel that something is not quite right.

"Sect Master! There is no one in this building!" A disciple of the Song family went inside and told the truth after coming out.

Song Qiwen's face was gloomy and terrifying, "Search for me! Don't miss any corner!"

It was still on his territory, and this kind of thing happened under his nose, how could Song Qiwen bear it!