There is no cure

In this way, more than a month has passed.

In fact, there is no difference from before. I was just sleeping and writing a book. Other than that, there was nothing important. Zixiu raised his left hand, and the iron chain made a rattling sound. Although it was separated by layers of clothes, it had been a long time. His wrists were still red and swollen from the shackles, and there were faintly small wounds.The iron chain is very long, and if it is stretched straight, you can walk all the way to the yard, and you can see Kun wandering around in the yard.When he sees his master, Kun will come up to him affectionately, and Zixiu will tell him the things in his dreams. When he gets tired of talking, he will sleep on Kun's back, and when he wakes up, he will continue to talk. all day.

Originally, Bian Que was not at ease to put Kun directly in the yard, and wanted to tie him up with a cage or shackles, but after Zixiu begged for a long time, Bian Que took a step back and chose to handcuff Zhuang Zhou and let Kun wander around in the yard.Sometimes Zixiu would think of the innocent and kind little doctor in his dream. Perhaps the blow of this betrayal was too heavy. Now he must be absolutely in control of everything and cannot tolerate any deviation.

If there is any real difference, it is that the time I fall asleep is getting longer and longer. In the past, when I was in Jixia College, I only slept an hour or two longer than the average person, but now I spend two-thirds of the time in sleep every day. Understand.She slept a lot and dreamed a lot, so Zixiu didn't pay much attention to it.

When Tian Zixiu woke up, he saw Bian Que sitting on the edge of the bed. He got up and wanted to get out of bed but was grabbed by Bian Que. "I want to see Kun." "Let's talk after drinking this bowl of medicine." Only then did Zixiu notice the steaming bowl of soup medicine on the table. I'm about to fall asleep, I haven't been able to remember the dream I just had..." "Let's talk after drinking." As he spoke, Bian Que forcefully brought the medicine to Zhuang Zhou's mouth, and Zixiu had to drink it with a frown.

"I'll see you again in an hour." Bian Que got up and left with an empty medicine bowl in his hands. "I don't think I'm suitable for testing medicine." Zixiu looked at his leaving figure and said, "I've been asleep for too long, and it's not normal for ordinary people. It doesn't make sense for you to test medicine with me." Bian Que walked to the door, looked back at the thin figure sitting on the bed, and said, "You have slept for a long time, but the reaction of the medicine on you is very obvious, which is very important to me." Oh." Zixiu couldn't help but think of the time when he was paralyzed on the bed with edema all over his body, he couldn't help shivering, got up and went to the desk to look for pens and inks.

An hour passed quickly, and Zixiu was still writing in a daze, without noticing that Bian Que had come behind him, when he suddenly heard someone talking behind him, he was so startled that he lost all sleepiness. "How can there be butterflies in this weather?" Butterflies?Zixiu looked up and saw a blue butterfly resting leisurely on the pen stand, occasionally flapping its transparent wings, like a blue illusion. "It seems that you are still very attractive to demon seeds." Bian Que directly regarded the butterfly as a demon seed, and reached out to grab it. His hand slipped over the top of Zixiu's head, messing up his hair, seeing this butterfly as defenseless The butterfly was about to be caught. At the critical moment, the butterfly flew lightly and flew away from Bian Que's fingertips, circled around and landed on Zixiu's sleeve, where there was a decorative butterfly made of silk.

Bian Que withdrew his hand in embarrassment and pulled over the chair, letting Zhuang Zhou face himself. "Come on, let me see the effect of the medicine." Butterfly still rested on the sleeve and flapped its wings lightly. Zixiu turned his gaze from the butterfly to the strange doctor in front of him. He raised his head to meet the strange doctor's gaze.Bian Que was stared at suddenly, and looked down at his eyes. In the eyes of the peach blossoms, there was a pool of dark green pool water with a faint blue, slightly covered with a layer of water vapor.I never noticed before, his eyes are so beautiful.

"Huh? Isn't it to see the effect of the medicine?" Zixiu suddenly laughed seeing the strange doctor's slow movement. "Aren't I just watching? Don't move." "I didn't move." "I can't laugh." "Oh."

After some inspections, Bian Que was about to leave, when Zixiu suddenly asked, "Did you poison Kun?" Bian Que was taken aback when he heard this question, and asked, "Why do you ask that?" Hugh turned around and continued to write, and said slowly: "I just think it's still so happy and happy this month, and it doesn't seem to be poisoned at all." "Of course I was poisoned." If you are poisoned, you must have a reaction like bleeding from the seven orifices?" The demon species reacted very violently to the poison, "Why do you think I will not poison you?" If it was really poisoned, I am afraid that Kun will Only the skeleton remains.

Zixiu put down his pen and raised his face, and said: "Recently, I always think of you in my first dream. You have been carrying that medicine box since you practiced medicine. At that time, there were some common medicines in it. Medicinal herbs, and medical books. At that time, your body was not of this color."

"What do you want to say?" Bian Que turned around and walked back step by step, with anger in his tone, he was most annoyed when others brought up the past.

"Also, yesterday I dreamed that Kun was poisoned, and the mortal poison took effect immediately on it. I saw it struggling and suffering, but only a quarter of an hour later, it was alive and kicking again. Only then did I know that it itself, It can cure all poisons in the world." Zixiu got up, and the iron chain behind him rattled, "If you really poisoned, you wouldn't fail to notice that the poison was gone, and you wouldn't let it roam around in the yard. Swimming around and approaching me at will." Zixiu stood in front of the strange doctor and raised his left hand, "So, Qinyue people, can you let me go?"

People from Qinyue...

This name has not been heard for a long time.Not long after escaping from Qin Palace, everything before that seems like a lifetime away.Bian Que strangled Zhuang Zhou's neck: "If you don't want to die now, it's better not to mention these things again." He pushed Zhuang Zhou back step by step until he sat Zhuang Zhou on the chair, "Write your dreams Go." After speaking, he let go of his hand and watched Zhuang Zhou coughing in pain.

"Ahem..." Zixiu finally recovered and laughed. He stretched out his hand, and the butterfly on his sleeve suddenly flew up and landed on his fingertips. He slowly put his hand in front of him and looked at You Blue butterfly, slowly say: "Is the butterfly me, or am I the butterfly?"

Bian Que looked at the person in front of him incredulously, is this person crazy?

"Did I encounter this world in a dream, or was the world originally my dream?"

Zhuang Zhou waved his hand, and the butterfly flew away from his fingertips and landed on his shoulder with a blue light. "I have never dreamed of myself before, and I have always relied on my own insignificant sense of existence to distinguish between dreams and reality. Recently, I have become more and more immersed in dreams, and sometimes I really can't tell the difference between them. Until Today, I saw this butterfly. It turns out that I have always been in the dream, but at that time I was just a little blue butterfly flapping its wings in the dream."

"What crazy things are you talking about?" Bian Que looked coldly at Zhuang Zhou who was teasing the butterfly, "Do you think I'll let you go after you say so much?"

"I think I'm running out of time. Recently, I can clearly feel my own existence in my dreams. Maybe I will be in a dream soon. To me, there is no difference between dreams and reality, but Master and the others don't know I still have dreams, but they only have reality. Since the end is approaching, I should go and inform them." Zixiu looked up at the strange doctor, who couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes. "How is it possible, I..."

I have obviously controlled the dosage of the medicine, how could it still be like this.Bian Que grabbed the manacled hand and repeatedly confirmed that the pulse was the same as that of ordinary people. He sneered: "Oh, why bother to lie to me as a doctor, your body is only thinner than ordinary people, and everything else is normal. Wuer, where is the time limit? If you said that you are the group of horned monsters, I would still believe that you can't stand this dose of medicine, but you are clearly an ordinary person. Just stay here and let me try Medicine."

"Well, the devil kind, is that like the Kun? It is not afraid of poison. I am very envious. Speaking of which, I should be born together with them, right? Legend has it that when the gods created monsters, they also created a group of people. They have I happen to be one of the genes of the saints in the ancient legends, and I am born from the same origin as the demon seed."

Demon species?Was this person born with the demon seed?Bian Que always thought that these legends were just deceit and did not take them seriously, but now this situation reminded him that there is still such a possibility.And the man was still talking to himself.

"...But so what about creation, I just have the same gene, it is impossible to be that person, name me Zhuang Zhou, I can't be that saint either."

Bian Que turned and left, and said as he walked: "I just received an order here, and it will be handed over in a few days. You try this last medicine. The shortest is three days, the longest is seven days, and I will let you go." .”

"Eh?" Zixiu couldn't react for a while, and stared blankly at the strange doctor leaving.He was just here to gamble on his luck, to see if the strange doctor could still remember his former disposition and let him go, but he never thought that he would really let him go.As for the matter of time, it was just passing from one dream to another.

With a bang, Bian Que slammed through the door with his backhand, and the door hit the threshold with a loud noise.The medicine man I captured, why should he just leave.

Why do you say that you will die.