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Han Bei told Qiu Zhengxia his guess, but he couldn't think of Xiang Jiuru's motive for harming him with the hallucinogenic pill.

Qiu Zhengxia lay on his lap, gnawed on biscuits like a squirrel, pondered for a long time, and said, "It might just be an accidental injury."

"How to say?"

"I know I missed something." Qiu Zhengxia casually took out a medicine bottle and poured out a pill in his palm, "You repeat the action after taking out the medicine."

Han Bei recalled: "Look at the color, smell it, and lick it."

Qiu Zhengxia held down his hand, not letting him lick the pills, "Silly baby, don't try anything."

"Do you have a position to criticize me?" Han Bei retorted.

Qiu Zhengxia stuck out his tongue, poured a few more different pills and rolled them in his palm, "Look, the colors of the pills are different, even if they are the same color, there are differences. For example, these three pills are all red, but in different shades. There are crimson, vermilion, black red... As a master of dispensing medicine, Xiang Jiuru must be more sensitive to seeing, smelling and tasting than normal people, but he is colorblind with a problem with his sense of taste..."

Han Bei interrupted him: "Wait a minute, colorblind? How do you know he is colorblind?"

Qiu Zhengxia asked: "Do you remember Matcha Sweetheart?"

"Your fly?"

"Hmph! It's because you call it a fly, and I call it a matcha sweetheart. People who haven't seen it can easily think of blowflies." Qiu Zhengxia rummaged through his bag and found his mp3, "Ke Xiang Jiuru picked it up and returned it to me, why did he call it a blowfly? It's obviously red."

"Maybe it's just a slip of the tongue?" Han Bei secretly admired: Don't look at the stinky boy as frizzy, but he's actually quite alert, and he can notice such details.

Qiu Zhengxia shook his head and said: "I tested him a few times along the way to rule out the possibility of a slip of the tongue. He is indeed colorblind, and he also has a problem with his sense of taste. He can't even taste the lotus root powder with so much salt. I can't figure it out. How can a man like him do such delicate work as dispensing medicine?"

Han Bei carefully recalled Xiang Jiuru's every move, and the more he thought about it, the more his scalp became numb, "You mean, he is not the master of Xiang Tuo... Was it true that Xiang Jiuru was dropped by someone halfway?"

Qiu Zhengxia looked at him like a fool: "Have you read too many fantasy novels?"

Han Bei touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment, "What's going on?"

"I didn't connect everything until I was poisoned by the same poison as you just now." Qiu Zhengxia's face darkened, "Perhaps Xiang Jiuru kindly wanted to give you medicine to remove blood stasis, or really wanted to give us anti-snake medicine, but He took the wrong medicine, including that he wanted to take the medicine for himself, and he also took the wrong medicine. Because he is the biggest victim, all the medicines in the medicine box have been rearranged, and he can tamper with the medicine box. There is only one person who can go wrong!"

Han Bei was enlightened, and asked in surprise, "Is it Xiangdongtan?"

"Yes, that's him!" Qiu Zhengxia put down the pill, and said slowly: "Xiang Jiuru's taste and visual impairment are not congenital, but should be the result of chronic poisoning. Who else but Xiang Dongtan can drug him for a long time?" ?”

"Why?" Han Bei couldn't figure it out, and asked, "How did he do it?"

Qiu Zhengxia said coldly: "To live! It is Xiang Jiuru who is dying now, and he will be in a few years! Does he want an antidote? Only Xiang Jiuru has the secret recipe. He is filial and obedient while poisoning. Once Xiang Jiuru If he loses the ability to dispense medicine, he will definitely tell him the secret recipe. Preservatives and secret recipes are indispensable, and he succeeded in both during this trip to the tomb, so what is the meaning of Xiang Jiuru to him?"

"No wonder! Everyone was disappointed when it was confirmed that Nalong's tomb was a fake, but I saw Xiangdongtan smiled." Han Bei felt a little exhausted, and murmured: "This beast..."

"It's probably because at that time he didn't know whether the following poison given to Xiangjiu would work, and he couldn't get the secret recipe. If he got the preservative earlier, he might not have the initiative. In the thick fog of Guhuozhen, you and After Zhou Wangyan got lost, so did the masters and apprentices of the Xiang family. Not long after, we found Xiangdongtan, but we couldn’t find Xiang Jiuru. It must be that Xiang Jiuru was poisoned after he revealed the secret recipe.” Qiu Zhengxia sneered: “ Xiangdongtan was crying and yelling to find the master at that time, and his pretending was really tear-jerking!"

"This bastard!" Han Bei clenched his fists angrily, "He doesn't even know that Xiang Jiuru..."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes went dark, and the flashlight went out without a sound, and the dead end was so dark that he couldn't see his fingers.

"What's the matter? The flashlight is broken?" Han Bei pulled his arms and hugged Qiu Zhengxia tightly, fearing that he might accidentally lose him.

"Don't be afraid, my mp3 can be lit." Qiu Zhengxia clicked on his matcha sweetheart, "I'll follow the road, you go and pick up the phone...the electric..."

——The flashlight stuck in the corner of the step is gone!

"Is the flashlight stuck there?" Han Bei hoped he remembered wrongly.

Qiu Zhengxia pulled out his gun, and the faintly dancing flames illuminated his ferocious and calm eyes, "Han Bei, I still have a gun in my bag."

Han Bei quickly packed his bag and loaded his gun, "Go and have a look?"

"I hurt..." Qiu Zhengxia groaned.

"Where does it hurt?"

Qiu Zhengxia pretended to cry: "Woo, butt."

Han Bei rolled his eyes at the sky, helped Qiu Zhengxia stand up straight, "Hold the fly, don't put out the fire."

Qiu Zhengxia's clothes were not clear, and he intentionally exposed a part of his shoulders. The girl in the brothel looked like a weak Liu Yingfeng, and said shyly: "I want to hug!"

"What the hell? Don't even look at this place!" Han Bei cursed, carrying him on his back.

The steps that were originally close to the stone wall seemed to have moved out a little, and a gap was missing. The flashlight should have rolled in.Qiu Zhengxia pulled out his stick and stuck it in, and asked Han Bei, "Is there a gap just now?"

"No."

"you sure?"

"Sure!" If it was a gap where only one finger could be stretched, it might be ignored, but this gap can fit an arm.

The probe continued to be extended, but in the end it still didn't touch the bottom.Qiu Zhengxia retracted the probe, frowning deeply, "It's already more than 30 meters away, this tomb is really unfathomable."

Han Bei was fascinated to watch him fiddling, and suddenly made a move to measure the width of the gap, "Zheng Xia, I don't know if it's my illusion, but the gap seems to be widening."

There was a slight "click" sound under the dark stone steps, and the flame of the matcha sweetheart was extinguished. Qiu Zhengxia fought back as if he was facing an enemy: "Cover your mouth and nose!"

Han Bei reacted quickly, covered his mouth and nose with one hand, and hugged Qiu Zhengxia with the other to help him retreat, stumbled and crawled back to the dead corner, and asked a muffled question from under his palm: "What's going on?"

Qiu Zhengxia lit the matcha sweetheart again, seeing that there was no difference in the flames, and then said in a deep voice: "I don't know, it seems that some mechanism has been activated."

Han Bei looked over the top of his head, landed on the stone wall, gradually moved up, fixed on the two-meter-high scratch, and asked dully: "How did you get to such a high place in our position just now?" of?"

Qiu Zhengxia had his hair upturned stupidly, the moss on the stone wall was scratched in a mess, and the word "bastard" was still vaguely there, it was right that he caught it when he was reluctant to vent his anger!

"Are you Luffy?" Han Bei's eyes were conflicted.

Qiu Zhengxia put his hips on his hips, high-spirited: "I was recognized by you, I am the man who will become the One Piece!"

Han Bei beat him up, "Be serious!"

"It's you who didn't take it seriously first!" Qiu Zhengxia covered his head to fight back.

"What's going on here?" Han Bei was irritable.

"It may be that the stone steps and walls here are all moving quietly..."

"Is it the same as that aunt?" Han Bei asked.

Qiu Zhengxia asked in surprise: "Gu Huo can move? Who said that?"

"Xiang Jiuru said." Han Bei smiled and patted his head: "You can come out without knowing anything, you are a lucky little idiot."

"It seems that I have been careless." While speaking, the muffled sound of rocks colliding in the depths was heard from all directions. Qiu Zhengxia leaned against the rock wall and listened for a moment, then handed the matcha sweetheart to Han Bei, and said concisely: "Here, hold your breath." Immediately afterwards, he found two plastic beverage bottles from his bag, quickly cut them open, poked some holes, poured some baking soda water into the towel, made a simple gas mask, and wrapped them with gauze respectively. Han Bei and his face.

"Is there any poisonous gas?" Han Bei made a dull voice under the mask.

"I'm not sure, but we heard the sound of the mechanism turning, so we'd better be careful." Qiu Zhengxia's plastic bottle was made of Sprite, with a green tint, his face was not so clear, and his expression could not be seen.

"Hiss... what is it?" Han Bei felt a pain in his calf, kicked his legs, and took a photo on the ground. Seeing this, he was so disgusted that a large number of cockroaches surrounded them from nowhere. The most terrifying thing is that some cockroaches are so big that they are the size of a fist!

The cleanliness-loving and delicate Young Master Han hated dirty insects like cockroaches to the point of madness, stomping his feet repeatedly, not knowing where to escape.Qiu Zhengxia stretched out his arms and smiled badly, "Baby, come to my arms, princess hug!"

Han Bei punched him, and ran over to pick up the bag on the ground, "Are you still in a mood? Get out of this place! Follow me, down the steps!"

The crack on the side of the steps widened a few more inches, and when the firelight shone, I found that cockroaches crawled out of the gap, covering the steps densely, with nowhere to get down, it was extremely frightening!

Han Bei was terrified, and turned his head nervously to protect Qiu Zhengxia, but that dog was holding a few bamboo sticks, squatting there and stabbing cockroaches leisurely!

"Are you going to die?" Han Bei stepped on his gas mask, furious: "When is this, are you still playing?!"

Qiu Zhengxia tied two bunches of cockroaches, and said with dancing, "Beibei, bring me the matcha sweetheart and bake it for me. It tastes really good..."

Han Bei slapped him flying, and said, "Think about where we are going! Do you want to piss me off?"

Qiu Zhengxia shouted angrily: "Han Bei! Do you know what this is?"

Han Bei was taken aback, "What... what? Isn't it just a cockroach?"

"Do you think he's just an ordinary worm?" Under the blurred mask, Qiu Zhengxia gave him a sharp look, "Have you heard of Cordyceps sinensis?"

"... I have heard of it."

"It's the same thing as Cordyceps sinensis. It's extremely rare. It's called Gaogu Tomb Shou Thunder Bug. It's extremely rare. It's a plant that grows in a thousand-year-old tomb. It blooms in 800 years and bears fruit in 800 years. After that, it leaves the plant and becomes an insect."

The corner of Han Bei's mouth twitched, "Then?"

Qiu Zhengxia held up a bunch of cockroaches, "As long as you eat a hundred of them, all poisons will not invade..."

Han Bei beat and kicked him before he finished speaking: "If you want to eat strange bugs, just say so! I'll let you lie to me! Let you lie to me!"

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