Dew clear joy

Taking care of managing the goods in the valley, and worrying about his younger brother, he is also described as haggard.

Although he didn't see it, he could still imagine it.

Seeing You Qinghui standing there heavily, Luo Du knew that there was no good news.The weak light in his eyes gradually extinguished when he saw Qinghui for the first time, and he nodded slightly towards You Qinghui in silence.

You Qinghui nodded slightly, then stopped looking at him, jumped up and galloped towards Youlin...

After taking a sip of wine, the water with the smell of alcohol was like a small knife, cutting all the way from the throat to the bottom of the stomach, and after the heat passed, there was a slight numbness. This is a kind of pleasure that is almost masochistic, enough to numb people's hearts.

No wonder it is said that wine can burn sorrow, which seems to have some truth.I don't know how much I've poured, You Qinghui thought dizzily.

He felt in a trance that his alcohol capacity was good again, and he didn't drink it down after drinking so much, and he seemed to feel that he was already drunk.

You Qinghui couldn't support his increasingly heavy head, and suddenly fell down on the carved wooden table, sweeping his arms across the table, half of the objects on the table were swept away.

The jug and wine glass shattered at the sound, and accompanied by the crisp sound of broken porcelain, You Qinghui's dazed mind cleared up a bit, and he staggered to the ground, listening carefully with his ears on the ground, only hearing a 'whirring' Hearing the sound of the wind, he tilted his head in confusion, rubbed his fingertips against the wooden floor, felt a little wet, brought his fingertips to his eyes, and it was white, as if it was flesh, and he couldn't get the point.

After looking at it for a while, it almost became cross-eyed, You Qinghui's eyes suddenly lit up, and he slapped his head—yes, he rubbed his fingertips just now, but he looked at his back!

So he happily rubbed the wet and sticky liquid with the back of his finger, put it in front of his eyes, watched it for a while, blinked his eyes, it was red, it seemed to be blood...

Wait, You Qinghui's body trembled, his drunken mind suddenly woke up, and his mind, rationality and IQ all returned to his body.

It turned out that there were not only the pot of burning knives and several wine glasses on the table, but also the cup that You Qinghui used to hold blood. Just now he slapped his brains to the ground, blood and wine mingled and entangled, the original bright red blood It darkened at a considerable speed, and the color gradually became darker. After half a cup of tea, the blood remained within the normal blood color range.

No one can easily believe that the antidote to this extremely headache poison is so simple, so simple that it is unbelievable.

You Qinghui only felt her heartbeat pause, and after a long while it was beating wildly and violently in her chest cavity. You Qinghui held her breath and waited for the result. One vigorously rubbed the blood on the palm of his hand, and when he confirmed that the color of the blood had indeed returned to normal, he took a deep breath and fell to the ground, looking at the debris and residual liquid on the ground just a short distance from the tip of his nose. Qing Hui slowly curled the corner of her mouth, a tear suddenly seeped from the corner of her eye, and after a while, there was no trace left.

……

Hurriedly rushing into Fusheng's room with a large jar of burning knives in his arms, Luo Du, who was lying dozing on Fusheng's bedside, jumped up immediately in shock, pointing his sword at him.

You Qinghui ignored him, put the wine jar under the bed, the wine in the jar was shaken from side to side, and the wine stains fell all over the floor.Pulling Fu Sheng's hand, he raised his knife to cut.

Luo Du's brows jumped, "You are..." Seeing the wine jar on the ground again, and looking at You Qinghui's impatient look, he vaguely understood what was happening, his eyes were filled with excitement and ecstasy, and there was a "gudong gudong" in his throat. There was a ringing sound, but he couldn't make a sound in a daze, and he forgot how to speak for a while.

You Qinghui bled, poured wine, put the wine glass in the center of the vermilion lacquered mahogany table, and watched with Luo Du on their stomachs holding their breath.

Seeing the scene in the forest just now clearly and magnified before their eyes, the two of them felt joy in their hearts, and the sky covered with dark clouds was suddenly clear, and there was not a single trace of filth.

"Hurry up," You Qinghui pushed Luo Du, who was overwhelmed by the wild surprise, "wake up Uncle Gong Yuanyuan, and find a few smart girls to give Fusheng..." You Qing He paused, calmed down the trembling voice, "Detoxification."

It was night, the valley was completely silent, Wan Lai fell into a deep sleep, and darkness invaded, covering the world without end.

In the dark night, there is only one light standing alone, weak but persistent, burning in the long cold night, waiting fearlessly.

Suddenly, another candle was lit, echoing it in the distance, and then another, one after another, slowly, more and more, sporadic fires connected into a transparent sphere in the darkness of the sky. bright.

The voices of people gradually became louder, breaking the silence in the valley. From a distance, different people could be seen rushing out of different rooms and flocking to the same place.Some rushed into the inner room, and more waited by the door.

The night is still going on, but this place is brightly lit.

Yuan Yuan was indeed haggard a lot, as if he had added a lot of white silk overnight, he put on a coat hastily, and appeared in front of You Qinghui with loose hair.

His eyes were full of anticipation. Under the lamp, You Qinghui could clearly see the water in his eyes.

Smiling at him, You Qinghui said softly: "Yuanyuan, please help Fusheng up."

Yuanyuan stared at You Qinghui for a moment, choked with sobs and nodded desperately, the tears accumulated in his eyes were finally resolved.

Fu Sheng is not conscious yet, and cannot swallow on his own. In the past, the maids would stuff medicine into his mouth in small mouthfuls, and it usually took a long time.

And this detoxification, but the sooner the better.

You Qinghui decided to use a jug. The shape of the spout of the jug is the most suitable, with a slight slope, a rounded top end, and a sharp bottom end.

He also told Uncle Gong to gently lift Fusheng's jaw after he finished feeding him a big mouthful to help him swallow.

Regardless of etiquette, Yuanyuan simply took off his shoes and climbed onto the bed, sat on Fusheng's side, and held his hand tightly.

Luo Du stood beside the bed nervously holding the wine jar, hesitated for a long time and said, "It's better to talk to each other."

You Qinghui: "It's time-consuming, and the lips and teeth are interdependent. I may get sick, and it's not good for the person who feeds the medicine. The tricks in such gossip novels are not applicable in reality."

Fu Sheng's face gradually turned rosy as he swallowed mouthfuls of burning knives, but this may also be due to drinking too much alcohol.What's even more gratifying is that after feeding, Fusheng's Adam's apple was already rolling before his lower jaw was lifted.In other words, without the help of others, Fusheng can swallow on his own. This is definitely an exciting and good thing, and it is one step closer to Fusheng opening his eyes.

You Qinghui touched Fusheng's abdomen, it was slightly bulging, and he could still hear the slight sound of water pulsating, it was probably almost the same, so he stopped feeding the wine.

After waiting for half a cup of tea, You Qinghui cut Fusheng's finger again, and when the first drop of normal-colored blood oozed out, the bleeding stopped.

Looking at Fu Sheng's fingertips again, many knives have been cut, old ones have not been restored and new ones have been added.But this time, it's the last time.

When everyone looked at each other, they were overjoyed, especially Yuan Yuan Luodu.

You Qinghui checked the pulse, but there was no sign of poisoning, even the strange hard marks faded a lot, and they should disappear soon.

"The pulse condition is stable and the breathing is even. Fusheng should be able to wake up in a few days." You Qinghui asked Uncle Gong again: "Uncle Gong, is the magnet ready?"

Uncle Gong said: "Young master, the polishing master said that the work will be finished tomorrow."

You Qinghui nodded, and seeing Yuanyuan Luodu holding Fusheng's hand, as if he would wake up in the next moment, he said: "It's late, let's all go back to rest. Fusheng at least has to wait for the needle on his back to be removed before he can wake up. "

I don't know if the two of them heard it, but they were both motionless, You Qinghui said helplessly, "Yuanyuan, Luodu, you two too, go back to your room and have a good sleep, you don't want Fusheng to see your twitchy looks when you wake up." He looks haggard."

Luo Du looked worried, You Qinghui said: "I will ask the maid to guard."

The maid who was called in just now but was of no use stood aside quietly, You Qinghui saw her familiarity, and remembered that it was the big maid that Uncle Gong mentioned.

"Girl, what's your name?"

The servant girl bowed her head and bowed, "Go back to the valley master, slave girl Miao Hong."

"Miao Hong, bring another servant girl to guard Fu Guanshi, and notify us in time if there is any abnormal situation."

"Yes, Valley Master."

Ordinarily, after having a big matter in his mind, his mind relaxes, his tiredness rises, and he can fall asleep after a while, but You Qinghui can't fall asleep no matter what.

Many pictures flashed in my mind, the past, present, and possible future, the more I thought about it, the more I became more sober.

The body was exhausted, the spirit was clear, tossing and turning, and it was not until the dawn that he fell asleep in a daze.

Before he could rest for a long time, he was awakened by a commotion. In the dimness, someone grabbed his skirt vigorously and picked him up. look, frowning, "what's wrong?"

"What's wrong? How dare you ask what's wrong?" Luo Du gritted his teeth, his eyes were flushed, "I want to ask you what happened to Fu Sheng?!"

"I……"

"Oh, young master, Manager Luo, you put the young master down quickly, you are... so disrespectful." Before You Qinghui could speak, he was protected by Uncle Gong who rushed over, and he insisted on grabbing Luo Du His hands ripped open the placket.

You Qinghui was only wearing the inner garment, and Luo Du opened the skirt a little, revealing his fair chest, and Uncle Gong tidied up his clothes for him, "Guard Luo, if you have something to say, speak up, even if the young master is younger than you, you are still the same." Master Gu, you are committing the following crimes..."

Stopping Uncle Gong's chatter, You Qinghui looked at Luo Du with a gloomy face, "What's going on, please explain clearly."

Luo Du snorted coldly, grabbed You Qinghui's wrist and dragged him away, "You'll know it when you see it."

Uncle Gong was still shouting from behind: "Guan Luo, let go of the young master!..."

You Qinghui was puzzled, it made Luo Du furious, and he didn't hesitate to fight against him. He could only think of one reason: something happened to Fusheng... Could it be that there was a problem with the burning knife...

Just as he was thinking in confusion, he was really pulled to Fusheng by Luo Du.

Yuanyuan squatted in front of the floating bed, and Miao Hong and another maid stood behind him.

Fusheng on the bed frowned faintly, with an ominous layer of black air floating on his face, You Qinghui rushed to the bed, pinched his pulse, fast and chaotic, it seemed like a symptom of intensified toxins flowing through the body.Pulling off the thin clothes, the hard marks on the waist and abdomen protrude and float up, which can be clearly seen with the naked eye. What's more, the hard marks on both sides have extended to the navel, and they are already connected.Looking at his back again, all the dense red dots appeared, and the holes were bulging, as if thousands of poisonous needles were about to burst out of them, making one's skin shudder.

You Qinghui was stunned, and immediately realized that burning the knife was not an antidote, but a poison that aggravated the toxicity. He failed to save Fu Sheng, but caused him to develop the poison earlier...

"Qing Hui, is Fu Sheng..." Yuan Yuan's eyes were red, and he was about to cry.

You Qinghui sat on the ground slumped, lowered her head and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry..."

The next moment, he was overturned to the ground by a strong force, "What nonsense are you talking about!" Luo Du raised his fist and punched You Qinghui in the face, and You Qinghui's Baiyu's face reflected a bright red fist print.Luo Du pulled You Qinghui up, and the cold light in his eyes almost shot out ten thousand sharp arrows.

"Luo Du, don't!" Yuanyuan stopped Luo Du's punch, "Don't do this, Qinghui has tried her best, it's not his fault, why did you hit him!"

Uncle Gong supported Luo Du, "Boss Luo, you've gone too far! If you dare to hit the young master again, I will protect the master even if I risk my life."

Luo Du stopped moving, his eyes were bloodshot, his eyes were faintly red, and his voice was trembling, "You Qinghui, tell me, can you save him?"

You Qinghui stood quietly without saying a word.

Luo Du laughed, ghostly and cold, "You can't save? Really? You said you can't save Fusheng? How could you not be able to save? Isn't there that thing..." Later, Luo Du's The voice was getting softer and softer, but this sentence was no less than a bolt from the blue in You Qinghui's ears. He suddenly raised his eyes, "What did you say? What is it?"

Luo Du said coldly, "Do you really want me to say it? Isn't it just..."

"Luo Du!" You Qinghui interrupted sharply, sent the maid away, and then slowed down, "How do you know?"

Luo Du sneered, "What shameful thing have you masters and apprentices done, so afraid that people will know that it is in your hands. It is said that the thing was buried in the mausoleum with the founding emperor, but the holy emperor was not buried in the imperial tomb. His mausoleum is in No one knows where it is, so in the rivers and lakes, only the name has been heard, and no one has seen the real thing. Now that the thing is in your hands, could it be that your master and apprentice went to steal the tomb of the Holy Emperor?"

Seeing that he didn't answer how he got it, You Qinghui thought it was his master who told him, and said with a wry smile: "To tell you the truth, the thing is indeed in the master's hands, and the master gave it to me before he died, but it's not as good as it is." What you said was stolen by me and Master. In fact, it was originally cultivated by Master. Master spent an unknown amount of time and sweat, invested an unknown amount of energy and financial resources, and even life to cultivate it. It can be said to be extremely precious. It’s just that it was leaked out for some reason. The already miraculous thing has been exaggerated even more in the martial arts. It’s conceivable what the consequences will be if everyone knows that it originally came from Huamu Valley. Master has no choice but to fabricate some lies. I want to cover up the fact that it is in the valley. The people in this room are all my own people, so I opened my words, and I hope you can keep it a secret, so as not to bring unwarranted disasters to Huamu Valley."

A lot of information can be revealed from You Qinghui and Luo Du, the treasure that is widely rumored in the world - buried with the founding emperor - no one knows its trace - many people want to fight for it - it turned out to be in the Flower Mother Valley - cultivated by the old man Tianzhu ——, Yuanyuan opened his eyes wide in surprise, "Could it be that you are talking about Xuan Qirong?!"

You Qinghui nodded solemnly.

Uncle Gong didn't understand, "Young master, I'm old, I haven't heard anything outside the valley for a long time, what the hell is this... what is it?"

Yuanyuan said solemnly: "Xuanqirong, rumors in the world, is a rare panacea for a hundred years. It can not only greatly increase the power, keep youth forever, but also cure all diseases and detoxify all kinds of poisons. Unexpectedly, this holy medicine is actually the old valley owner. The cultivated bamboo is worthy of being the old Tianzhu respected by people in the Jianghu."

Luo Du didn't say a word, just stared at Fu Sheng, like the last look of an old man in the twilight looking at the sky, despairing and nostalgic, it made people cry.

After a long while, he said: "We were adopted by the old valley owner since we were young, and our lives should belong to the old valley owner. Xuan Qi Rong is the painstaking effort of the old valley owner. I shouldn't make such excessive demands. Now, Fusheng's life is at stake. No, Master Gu, you see, for the sake of our devotion and diligence to do many things for Gu Zhong over the years, to save Fusheng. I was in a hurry just now, and if there is any disrespect, I will be punished by the Master Gu. From now on, the rest of my life, Also let the owner of the valley send me." After saying that, he fell to one knee.

You Qinghui hastily helped him up, and sighed, "Luo Du, do you think I'm stingy with Xuanqi velvet so I don't use it for Fusheng? It's not that I never thought of using it for Fusheng, but you don't know, Xuanqi Velvet is indeed a good thing, but it is not as magical as it is rumored on the outside. This drug is overbearing, and those who have deep internal strength cannot bear it. Fusheng has a weak body, and his cultivation is shallow due to poor roots. How can he control such madness? Pa's medicine? I'm afraid that once I give him the medicine, he will die.

Luo Du was quiet, and then said: "So that's how it is." Then he made a deep bow, "I blamed Qing Hui, please forgive me."

The change of address can still see the change of his mood, You Qinghui waved his hand, "It's nothing, it's my fault that I didn't make it clear to you." After a pause, he said: "It was my improper medicine that made Fusheng accelerate the poisoning, you should Blame me."

Luo Du had already figured it out, "Don't say that, if you didn't give us a hope, I'm afraid that Yuanyuan and I would have nothing to do but sit and wait for death. As for whether the cure is cured or not, it is the destiny of heaven, and we can't force it. Can blame the doctor who hangs the pot to help the world."

Everyone felt sad for a moment, and felt that it would be even more desolate if they figured it out, it would be better to be hit in the head, even though it hurts, it is just a body pain, it is better than the heartbreak and sadness now.

There were still red marks on his face, You Qing caressed his face, it was hot.

Luo Du apologized: "Qinghui your face..."

At this moment, Fu Sheng, who had been quiet on the bed, suddenly trembled violently, his limbs trembled and twitched even more violently.

A group of people rushed over, You Qinghui said loudly: "Hold him!"

Three people divided the work, one held his shoulders, one held his hands, and one held his legs.

You Qinghui took the pulse for him, the pulse was chaotic, sometimes violent and sometimes weak, and the layer of black air on his face became more and more intense.

Although there were three people suppressing it, Fusheng trembled even more violently. The bed board could not withstand the double attack of weight and tremor, and there was a violent 'creaking' sound.

You Qinghui took out the leather bag, pressed the skin around him hard, and pierced the silver needle into Fusheng acupoint one by one.

As the number of silver needles increased, the shaking of Fusheng became smaller and smaller, and finally subsided, and the black air on his face gradually dissipated, but his face became paler and paler.

Several people breathed a sigh of relief, and they were all sweating from the toss.

Looking at Fu Sheng again, after calming down, his limbs were loosely resting on his sides, his lips were slightly parted, and a deep purple liquid slowly flowed down from the corners of his mouth.

You Qinghui's hands that wiped the sweat stopped, and put up Fusheng's hands, only to see that his flesh-pink nails were slowly turning red, and his whole body seemed to be covered with a faint layer of purple air.

Looking at this series of changes in surprise, I suddenly felt that this strange color combination seemed familiar. After thinking about it, it was the centipede that Ao Qun caught when he was confused when he was hiding from the rain in the dilapidated house. , wrapped in purple air...

You Qinghui thought about it, cut another cut on Fusheng's fingertips, and hurriedly used a cup to catch the seeping blood, thinking that last night he swore that it was the last time he cut Fusheng's fingers, he couldn't help but feel sour.

The other three looked at the dark purple blood in the cup in surprise, and Yuanyuan murmured, "Fusheng is...he's dying soon?"

You Qinghui didn't answer, he was completely immersed in his own thoughts, such a similar situation, if it was as he thought, it would be a good idea to fight poison with fire.

Instead of sitting still and waiting to die, it is better to give it a try...

"Uncle Gong, go to the pharmacy and find Wei Tianlong, come over here, hurry up." After thinking for a while, he called to Uncle Gong who had already stepped up, "Go, Luo Du, you move fast, it's best to use lightness kung fu directly."

Seeing You Qinghui's solemn expression, Yuan Yuan hesitated and said, "Qinghui, do you have a solution?"

"Maybe, I'm not sure yet."

"I, I believe in you."

Looking at Yuan Yuan in surprise, You Qinghui smiled, "I won't let you down."

Luo Du rushed back with only half a cup of tea, and being able to fly really saves time.

You Qinghui ground up Tianlong and poured it into the small cup of purple blood. The powder swirled and melted into the blood, causing some ripples. The purple color seemed to be a little lighter, but it returned to its original state after only a short time.

Original Luodu, who was full of expectations and thought he could succeed, was disappointed, but You Qinghui was a little bit more certain about his guess. This at least shows that the centipede is useful...

"I'm going out for a while to find some medicine. I'll take care of you in Fusheng. I'll be back before sunset."

Luo Du frowned, "How can you leave at this time, tell me what medicine you want, and I will prepare it for you."

You Qinghui shook his head, "I don't know its exact location, I still have to look for it. Don't worry, Fusheng is now stable. Seeing the hard marks on his abdomen, he can last a day and a night. If there is any emergency, go to Uncle Gong. Uncle Gong also knows some medical skills. I will try to get back as soon as possible."

……

The shelter from the rain that day was actually not far from Huamu Valley, and it was only a short walk over a low mountain.

It's just that the road out of the valley is rugged and full of various formations and organs. Although You Qinghui has memorized it by heart, it still took a lot of time.

Since the purple centipede was found in that empty old house that day, You Qinghui felt that he should go there to look for it first, maybe he could catch another one.

Pushing open the old creaky door, You Qinghui was startled.

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☆、Chapter [-] Ending Loneliness

Isn't that impeccably handsome man sitting upright on the haystack with his eyes closed, just Ao Qun whom he hasn't seen for nearly a month?It's like a traveler who is lost in a dark and strange place, suddenly meets a familiar person, and can't wait to rush up and hug him and cry hard.

You Qinghui had mixed feelings for a moment.

Ao Qun opened his eyes when he heard the movement, and smiled slightly, "Are you here?"

Such a mood seemed to have been waiting for him for thousands of years.

You Qinghui asked in a daze, "Why are you here?"

Ao Qun's thin lips parted slightly, "Waiting for you."

In an instant, her face was like a captivating peony blooming on the drawing paper, which became more red and gorgeous on the plain white paper.

You Qinghui bit her lip, "How did you know I would come?"

Ao Qun: "I don't know, so I wait."

You Qinghui: "...will you wait until I don't come?"

Ao Qun: "No."

You Qinghui: "Oh." I don't admit that I feel a little empty in my heart.

Ao Qun slightly bent his lips, "I will go find you."

The heartbeat suddenly became a little bit chaotic, thinking of the purpose of this trip, Youqing hesitated.

Ao Qun was still admiring You Qinghui's shy and lovely appearance, but he suddenly became serious and frowned, "What happened?"

You Qinghui said seriously: "Do you still remember the purple centipede you caught that day?"

Ao Qun pondered for a second, then nodded.

You Qinghui grabbed his hand, eyes full of eagerness, "Then do you know where you can find such a centipede?"

Ao Qun looked at You Qinghui steadfastly, until You Qinghui felt hot all over, and said: "I know."

You Qinghui's hand tightened again, "Take me there."

Ao Qun glanced at You Qinghui who was holding his hand, You Qinghui let go of him embarrassedly, but was caught by Ao Qun when he was about to leave, "Come with me."

You Qinghui was carried to an open place, surrounded by only a few big trees, towering to the sky.

Ao Qun led You Qinghui up one of the shorter trees, and pointed to the foot of the opposite tree, "There is a hole there, which is their lair."

You Qinghui was puzzled, "Centipedes also have lairs?"

Ao Qun said: "That's no ordinary centipede."

You Qinghui agreed, "How did you find out?"

Ao Qun: "Accidentally discovered."

Banzhuxiang passed by, but there was no movement, You Qinghui couldn't help feeling a little anxious, "Why is there no movement at all?"

Ao Qun: "The centipede likes the shade, and rarely appears during the day."

You Qinghui frowned, "Does it have to wait until night?"

Ao Qun glanced at him, "Are you in a hurry?"

You Qinghui nodded.

Ao Qun: "It's useless to be anxious."

You Qinghui: "..."

"Can't we lure them out? My family has been poisoned, and I'm waiting to use it as medicine."

Ao Qun: "So you didn't ask for it because it looked fun."

You Qinghui: "..."——Am I that boring? !

You Qinghui looked at Ao Qun earnestly, "Do you have a solution?"

Ao Qun had a dead face, "No."

"What do centipedes like to eat?"

Ao Qun: "Others, many, this, human flesh."

You Qinghui trembled, and looked sad again, could it be that if he really had to wait until night, would Fusheng still be able to wait?Even if we wait, so what if this thing is not the antidote?

"Wait." Ao Qun said suddenly, just as he finished speaking, he jumped off the tree.

The wind is moving, the clothes are fluttering, the black hair is flying, the figure is tall and straight, proudly independent, ignorant and unconscious, fascinated people's hearts.

Suddenly, Ao Qun moved, a silver light flashed, the sword in his hand was out of the sheath, his body was nimble, chopping, picking, stabbing, the blade of the sword slashed, bringing out a fierce and domineering sword aura.

Suddenly, Ao Qun stood still.

In the blink of an eye, the towering five-foot tall tree collapsed, You Qinghui opened his eyes wide in surprise, and Ao Qun waved it casually...

When the tree fell, the purple centipedes living at the foot of the tree were alarmed, and the centipedes rushed out in groups, densely packed, and because they couldn't stand the scorching sun, they scattered to all directions, looking for new hiding places.

I saw the black shadow in front of me moving quickly, and when I came back to my senses, Ao Qun was already sitting beside him, throwing a bag of things to him, "Is that enough?"

You Qinghui opened the package, and there were at least dozens of centipedes piled up inside, and the fabric seemed to be tampered with by Ao Qun, who tore up his underwear, You Qinghui swallowed, "Enough, thank you. "

"You didn't come that day." Ao Qun said suddenly.

You Qinghui was stunned, and realized that he was talking about the day of August [-]th, "Yes, I'm really sorry, there was a delay. Hmm..." After thinking about it, You Qinghui frowned, "The mooncakes are delicious. Is it?"

Ao Qun: "Mooncake?"

You Qinghui: "That day I asked Ah Lu to bring you mooncakes."

Ao Qun: "Ah Lu?"

You Qinghui explained: "It's the one who sent me a message that day telling you not to wait."

Ao Qun: "No one came, I waited all day."

You Qinghui was stunned. He was so busy these days that he forgot to ask Ah Lu if the matter was done. Now it seems that this Ah Lu is really too playful and unreliable!I couldn't bring the letter...

Seemingly dissatisfied with You Qinghui's lack of response, Ao Qun said, "That day is the Mid-Autumn Festival." His lowered eyes were restrained, implying infinite grievances.

You Qinghui couldn't laugh or cry, how could a cold-faced swordsman be so childish...

"I'm sorry." He should find someone reliable to deliver the letter.

Ao Qun: "It's okay, I told you, you can do whatever you want." There was a clear sense of resentment during the pause.

You Qinghui suddenly thought of something, "You have been waiting here for more than ten days, have you?"

Ao Qun: "Well, I was in the restaurant at the beginning, and I couldn't wait for you, so I came here. I gave a portrait to the shopkeeper, and I will tell you that I am here when I see you."

You Qinghui opened his mouth, "Didn't you say it was so casual, and why are you like this..." Didn't it make people feel blocked when they saw it.

Ao Qun: "You have never been absent, I am worried that something will happen to you."

Emotions surged, he was obviously a taciturn iceberg, why bother to be that persistent loyal dog, You Qinghui said in a low voice: "I'm sorry."

Ao Qun: "It's okay."

You Qinghui: "..."

Turning his head in doubt, he looked at Ao Qun carefully.

Ao Qun: "Look at what?"

You Qinghui: "You."

Ao Qun: "... What are you looking at me for?"

You Qinghui: "I always feel like you have changed."

Ao Qun: "For better or for worse?"

You Qinghui: "Become stupid."

Ao Qun said with a cold face, "...that's because I'm with you."

You Qinghui kept a straight face, "...It is obvious that you have lowered my mental level."

Ao Qun: "You are so naive."

You Qinghui: "..."

You Qinghui felt that this would go on forever, so he cupped his hands, "Brother Ao, the family members are waiting for this thing to save their lives. When he recovers, I'll buy you a drink and apologize to you, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow Thirty, see you at our old place."

You Qinghui doesn't say much about family affairs, and Ao Qun doesn't ask too much.

The fingers on the side slightly curled up, Ao Qun: "I'll wait for you."

……

When Luo Du and the others saw the 'guy' brought back by You Qinghui, they were all astonished.

Luo Du hesitated: "You don't want to feed Fu Sheng... this?"

You Qinghui: "If it can detoxify."

These fresh centipede corpses are thicker and longer than ordinary centipedes, darker in color, and have more densely packed legs. Some of them are curled up or twisted. Swinging its many legs, it creaked and crawled away.

Everyone has weird expressions.

You Qinghui glanced at them, and said lightly: "Although Tianlong looks ugly, it is a good medicine for curing diseases. It can calm the liver and relieve wind, dredge collaterals and relieve pain, and reduce swelling and stagnation. You don't have to feel sick In addition to Tianlong, oh, that is, centipede, there are many other animal medicines that can cure diseases, such as earthworms, scorpions, geckos, millipedes, beetles, leeches, horseflies, toads, snakes that slough off silkworms... Bombyx silkworms know that silkworms are infected when they are young. It is collected after the death of the disease. It is white, fat and hard. It is a bit fishy and salty, and it still maintains the original shape of the silkworm. Not only animals, but also the excrement of many animals is also a good medicine. Like Wulingzhi, that is, flying squirrels The excrement of the chicken can strengthen yang, and the silkworm excrement is the feces of the silkworm, the chicken arrow white, the white part of the chicken feces, by the way, and the ambergris, which is the secretion of the sperm whale. It’s almost like the bird’s nest is the saliva of swallows. Don’t make such expressions, okay, let’s talk about something that is not disgusting, for example... musk, the very expensive one, is the secretion of adult male musk deer. Jinneijin, a certain type of chicken The specific location is next to the container where the chickens store their feces..."

Everyone covered their mouths and wanted to vomit, You Qinghui remained expressionless, "Do you think this thing is much cuter?"

Everyone nodded hurriedly.

You Qinghui is satisfied.Instructing Luo Du to dry the centipede and grind it into powder with internal force, he took some blood from Fu Sheng.Although the blood from the ordinary centipede powder in the morning is still there, it should be fine, but just in case, it's better to use the same thing, so as not to make mistakes again.

When it was ready, You Qinghui divided half of the fresh blood in the cup into another cup, and added the ground centipede powder.

Several people formed a circle, staring intently at the changes in the cup.

At first there was no reaction in the cup, but amidst the beating of everyone's heart, the thick purple blood began to change, the purple air gradually dissipated, and the original bright red appeared, and the red gradually deepened, and finally returned to the normal color .

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief but couldn't help but feel a little worried. After all, last time, it was a failure. I hope this time, it will be successful...

Yuanyuan took a deep breath, "This can... Qinghui!"

"Qinghui!"

"Little Master!"

The corners of everyone's mouths were pulled away by You Qinghui's actions. Seeing him pick up another teacup and drink it up, it was too late to stop it.

It was the poisoned blood that hadn't been added to it.

Everyone finally knew why You Qinghui had to share half a cup—to test the medicine with himself.

Several people couldn't help shaking, especially Luo Du.

The so-called benevolence of the doctor, the doctor should do his best to save the patient, but whether the patient survives or not is determined by God, and there is no need to put yourself in danger.

What is You Qinghui's intention for this move?Avoid repeating the same mistakes because of a previous unsuccessful experience, dispel Luo Du's doubts because of previous doubts, or is it purely because of a doctor's heart?

In any case, this kind of practice of involving oneself in order to prove that the antidote is effective is decisive and reckless, which is admirable and distressing at the same time.

Luo Du murmured: "Qing Hui, you don't have to... like this."

Yuanyuan looked at You Qinghui in a daze.

Uncle Gong's eyes turned red, "Young Master..."

You Qinghui only felt that the mouth was thick, and the blood was sticky in the mouth, it was difficult to swallow, and it was bitter when he squeezed it in his mouth.Quickly took a teacup, put the powder into it, shook it well, and drank it in one gulp.

At first I didn't feel any discomfort, but later I felt numbness, itching and pain in my body, as if there were thousands of ants crawling and biting, my viscera continued to suffer from colic, as if someone had taken a rolling pin and stirred it vigorously inside.Just as You Qinghui gritted his teeth to bear the pain, his whole body suddenly lightened, and all the pain quietly dissipated like the wind. If it wasn't for the residual feeling in his body, You Qinghui would almost think that everything was just his illusion.

Everyone saw that You Qinghui frowned shortly after drinking the medicine, almost biting his lips, and clutching the corner of the table with his fingers, as if he was enduring great pain.They wanted to help him, but he stopped him with a gesture, and everyone could only anxiously pray that the antidote would be effective, so that the curative effect would be exerted quickly to relieve You Qinghui's pain.It didn't take long for You Qinghui to relax his facial expression and body, as if the torture had passed, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Uncle Gong hurriedly stepped forward and carefully wiped the fine sweat from You Qinghui's forehead, and said with pain in his mouth: "Young master, why are you bothering, you just want to test the medicine and find the old man, why bother yourself, old man A handful of bones, you die when you die, you are still so young, if there is something wrong with you, let me send a white-haired person to a black-haired person, I...how can I feel sorry for the old valley owner under the Jiuquan..."

You Qinghui interrupted helplessly, "Uncle Gong, I'm fine."

Uncle Gong sighed again.

Yuanyuan murmured: "Qinghui, I will definitely follow you all the time."

You Qinghui smiled and said, "Yuan Yuan promised himself to me?"

Yuan Yuan blushed, and hurriedly argued: "No, I mean, I will always be your steward, help you handle the affairs in the valley, and relieve your burden."

You Qinghui had a deep meaning, "Yuan is really a good wife."

"..." Yuanyuan's face turned red again.

Facing Shang Luodu's extremely complex eyes, You Qinghui smiled calmly, "I know that even if I say that, you may not fully believe it. Now