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The woman threw herself at the Poison Department disciple full of hatred, but was held back by the other party's hand, and easily twisted her arm behind her.Unable to move, she still struggled with all her strength, and her hair that had been tidied up fell down messily again.He yelled something loudly, like cursing, crying out in pain, or moaning, he couldn't tell the content clearly, but the listener couldn't help but feel pity in his heart.

The poisonous disciple brushed past her neck, and the woman's shrill cry stopped immediately, she just opened her mouth in vain and let out a barely audible babbling sound.After the surprise, she immediately struggled even more intensely, seemingly not caring about getting hurt.

The medicine student who treated her wound hurried forward and reprimanded disapprovingly: "Wen Zhuang, stop! What are you doing?"

Wen Zhuang looked at him and said, "Don't you want to know the specific situation? Let her be quiet so that she can talk."

"Be guilty of a guilty conscience!" Someone among the crowd waiting for a doctor said this very loudly, especially in the current situation.When Wen Zhuang turned his head to look over, the voice disappeared again.But the eyes of the people who greeted him were obviously disgusted, fearful and repulsive.

"Whoever is sneaking around there, if you have something to say, stand up, and you will definitely have a good time." Among the few poison disciples who came earlier, someone suddenly said with a sneer.Clutching his hands in his sleeves, he scanned the crowd unkindly, causing them to avoid his sight.

"Baicaotang has always acted brightly, so there is no need to be afraid of people's words." A medicine student who was seeing a doctor at the long table stopped to check, turned to look at the poison disciples, and said disapprovingly.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the original two protagonists of the incident didn't have many people paying attention any more. It seemed that the venue was about to turn into a confrontation between the students of the medicine department and the poison department.

At this time, the female medicine student who came with Wen Zhuang broke the sudden silence.

"Wen Zhuang."

She called out, causing everyone's eyes to refocus, and she reached out to support the middle-aged woman's arm in full view.Without seeing what she was doing, the strength of the middle-aged woman's struggle immediately weakened significantly.Wen Zhuang didn't stop him either, and let her go to help the middle-aged woman aside.

The female disciple repeatedly pressed several places on the middle-aged woman, and a gleam of light flashed between her fingers in the sunlight.Ye Mu narrowed his eyes slightly, and recalled in his mind that the weapon of the medicine disciples seemed to be...needles?

The female disciple comforted and said to the middle-aged woman: "Mother, I have healed your sprain. Now I will help you recover your voice. Don't worry, speak slowly. We all want to hear what happened from you." , to know what’s going on.”

At this time, the medicine student who came earlier also came over, and stood with this female student, and they looked six or seven points similar in appearance.It's just that one has a more handsome silhouette, while the other has a childish look because of the baby's fat.

He said, "Jing Tong, untie it for her."

As he said that, he put his hands on the middle-aged woman's shoulders, looked at her, and said solemnly: "Madam, you can tell what happened. I, Jing An, in the name of the chief disciple of Baicaotang, promise you that if you really There are some disciples of Baicaotang killing innocent people indiscriminately, Baicaotang will never tolerate it, and will definitely give you justice."

Every sentence is firm, and everyone in this open space can hear it clearly.

The middle-aged woman let out an "ah" and recovered her voice.She looked at Jing An, raised her hand to wipe her eyes indiscriminately, then grabbed his sleeve, turned her head to stare at Wen Zhuang with hatred, and said loudly in a hoarse voice: "He killed my child!" With one sentence, Seeing tears falling uncontrollably again, his emotions showed signs of breaking down again.

Jing Tong gently stroked her back again and again, comforting her in a low voice.Only then did the middle-aged woman explain the process of the matter intermittently.

Listening to the middle-aged woman's narration, the atmosphere became serious again.

"...My child, he just died in front of my eyes! Poor him for being in pain all night! Mother, I'm sorry! It's mother who hurt you!" The middle-aged woman burst into tears as she spoke.

Amidst Jing Tong's busy whispers of comfort, a male voice said mercilessly and coldly:

"It is true that you killed him."

The one who spoke was precisely the accused - Wen Zhuang.At this moment, as soon as the words were spoken, there was a commotion among the disciples of Baicao Hall, and all kinds of eyes were cast on the figure standing alone in front of the door, motionless.

But he was unmoved, looked at the middle-aged woman, and said: "I have told you many times that the prescribed medicines need to be taken regularly and quantitatively. Fighting poison with poison is extremely dangerous, and there is no room for any mistakes, but you hide it from me and find someone to correct it." After receiving the prescription, the child didn’t come to me when his condition changed, but went to someone else to see him.” He said indifferently, “I didn’t believe in me, so why bother entrusting it to me at that time. Think ahead and think ahead, and be smart. He couldn’t be cured, but you ruined his life.”

The middle-aged woman let out a wild roar, and rushed towards Wen Zhuang as if she was crazy.Jing An hurriedly held her tightly, and shouted, "Wen Zhuang!"

Wen Zhuang looked at him, sneered and said, "Jing An, for the sake of you being the chief, I will give you some face. Don't think that you can tell me what to do and yell at me. You want me to explain the situation. That's the situation. The village woman is ignorant, so I don't care about her. But don't you know? If I really want to poison a child, there are so many ways to choose without anyone noticing, why bother."

"If her child was not dying of illness at that time, she knelt on the ground and begged me, swearing and swearing to obey my orders in everything, I might not make an exception and use this thankless method. Seeing that the most difficult stage is over, the child As her condition gradually improved, she started to mutter to herself, who is to blame."

Jing An just restrained the middle-aged woman, looked straight at Wen Zhuang, and asked, "Fight poison with poison? Did you use poison technique?"

"Yes." Wen Zhuang looked back at him and said, "It's poison."

There was an uproar.A student of the medicine department suddenly said loudly: "It's ridiculous. The child was sick at the time, not poisoned. How could he fight poison with poison!" At that time, I was the one who saw her child. The child was obviously seriously ill, so I prescribed some prescriptions to soothe the nerves and prolong life. I also brought up this case at the evening meeting that day, and you should remember it."

The medicine disciples echoed and affirmed his statement, while the poison disciples remained silent.

But one person said mockingly: "It may be that your medical skills are not good and your knowledge is shallow."

It was the poison disciple who had spoken before.

"You!" The medicine student glared and said, "You also participated in that evening meeting, didn't you raise any objections?"

The disciple of the Poison Department spread his hands nonchalantly, and said, "Well, yes. Compared to Senior Brother Wen, I am naturally less knowledgeable." He glanced at it and said, "But at least I still have self-knowledge, and I won't make random accusations. .”

"Quiet." Jing An stopped their quarrel, let go of the middle-aged woman who stopped under Jing Tong's comfort, but still stared at Wen Zhuang, turned to Wen Zhuang and asked, "Wen Zhuang, Do you still remember the prescription prescribed at that time?"

"It's a waste of effort to show you. My newly developed 'Naihe', how can people who don't have a deep understanding of poison arts see its secrets." Wen Zhuang said, walking towards the middle-aged woman, walking Said: "Isn't it just to prove what I said is true? I have a better proposal."

"Originally, I planned to tell you after the child recovered." He stood still in front of the middle-aged woman, looked into those fierce eyes and said, "You have the same disease as him, but it's because your body is better. It's just slower to come out. But you've exhausted your energy and energy these days, and I looked at it just now, and it's almost reached your limit. Don't you feel it?"

Jing An's complexion changed, and he said "Excuse me", and hurriedly grabbed one of the middle-aged woman's wrists, but after feeling the pulse for a while, he raised his head in surprise and asked in a deep voice, "Wen Zhuang, what did you do?" ?”

"To be exact, I just didn't do anything." Wen Zhuang folded his arms and said flatly, "In order to suppress her illness, I sent a Gu worm on her body. In order to prevent it from being said that I deliberately did something to her The poison, it was taken back just now."

He looked at the middle-aged woman and said, "I feel very tired, I can't even stand upright? My chest is tight and I can't breathe? It's getting cold around me? I feel sick and aching in my stomach, and I feel like vomiting? These symptoms are not very familiar with?"

"You can check to see if I have tampered with her, and you." He said, "You know, they can't do anything about this disease. Do you want me to save you? By the way, do it yourself." Come and confirm, what I prescribed is a deadly poison or a life-saving medicine." He moved his head closer, and his voice was so low that only those standing very close could hear it clearly, it was like the whisper of a demon, "And, what killed you The child, who is it?"

The pupils of the middle-aged woman dilated in an instant, she looked at him fiercely, her body trembled slightly, and unexpectedly she didn't speak for a long time.

"I want to silence it!" Someone in the crowd said.

These words reached the ears of the middle-aged woman, and the wandering and confused eyes that gradually began to appear were suddenly replaced by vigilance, and she said sharply, "Why do you guarantee it?"

Jing An wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the middle-aged woman, who shook her head, took a staggering step back, and said, "No, I'm dead, no one will avenge my child. No, no! ' She seemed about to get excited again.

"I'll vouch for it."

Ye Mu watched the scene in front of him, and suddenly opened his mouth.

When this strange voice sounded, people looked around in amazement for its source.

Immediately afterwards, there was an eerie silence.

A person walking out of the shadow under the eaves is like emerging from the shadow step by step into the sunlight.Now it is clearly under the sun, and the palm-sized shadow is not a place where people can hide.But before he appeared, no one actually noticed the existence of that person.

The climate in Xiliang is hot all year round, but people feel a sudden coolness from their backs.If it wasn't for his shadow shining brightly and the crowd around him, someone would probably have started screaming that there was a ghost.

Ignoring those different gazes, Ye Mu went straight to the middle-aged woman and said to her: "If he doesn't cure you, I will kill him if you die. How about this deal?"

As if seeing the sweetest dawn of revenge, the eyes of the middle-aged woman were startlingly bright, and she quickly touched her bosom, but the next moment she was shocked, and desperately rummaged in her bosom regardless of her image.

After a long time, she slowly took out her hand, holding a small clove-shaped silver earring on her finger.

She trembled her lips, looked at Ye Mu, and murmured: "It's gone... Jewelry, lost..." Raising her hand tremblingly, she handed the earring to Ye Mu, her eyes full of begging.

Ye Mu stared into those eyes for a moment, then stretched out his hand wearing the black mittens, and took away the blackened earring from the dirty and wounded finger.

"make a deal."

I don't know whether the outcome of this transaction was fortunate or unfortunate for this woman.

Because he felt that what Wen Zhuang said was more likely to be the truth.

He doesn't remember the name Wenzhuang, but he remembers the "Naihe" he mentioned.

Has always been shallow edge, but since the Wife.The poison of Naihe can remove most of the negative status of the used object, and the poisoned person will lose a certain amount of life at a fixed time.It is a skill that poison players of Baicaotang must learn.

And another skill named in the same series as it is a skill that Baicaotang, regardless of whether it is medicine or poison players, will definitely learn to the full level-"Impermanence".

Birth and death are continuous, momentary impermanence.The resurrection skill is used on the player's bones, and the player can be resurrected on the spot with the consent of the other party.Depending on the skill level and time of death, a certain experience value of the opponent will be deducted.

This is one of the only two resurrection skills in "Wolf Smoke".

The group of people did not talk any more in full view, but entered the villa together.Jing Tong took the middle-aged woman and left first, probably to arrange a place to stay, and maybe to have a medical examination.Jing An led Ye Mu to a guest room, sat down and served tea, and after exchanging names, asked politely: "Ye Shaoxia seems to know that lady?"

"We met once, but we just met today." Ye Mu replied.

"In this way, Ye Shaoxia came to Baicao Hall today, but did he have something to do?" Jing An asked.

"I do have something to ask." Ye Mu paused, and asked seriously, "I want to know, does Baicaotang have the technique of bringing the dead back to life?"

Jing An's eyes became very strange in an instant, and he asked, "What does Ye Shaoxia mean by bringing the dead back to life?"

"A person dies and turns into a corpse. Can this corpse be resurrected as a human?" Ye Mu asked very seriously.

Jing An didn't speak for a while, but looked at Ye Mu carefully.After confirming that the other party was clear-headed and thinking normally, and seemed to have no serious illness, he coughed lightly and replied: "People have birth, old age, sickness, and death. It's just a legend, Baicaotang doesn't have such skills."

Ye Mu did not give up, and asked in another way: "Since ancient times, the inheritance of medical skills has mostly come from Baicaotang. I don't know if there is a similar record about resurrection from death in history?"

"Ye Shaoxia, a person's death is like a lamp going out. If this person is suspended for a short period of time and still hangs on a mouthful of life, it is still possible to save him. But he has become a bone, and it is absolutely impossible to resurrect him, and it has never been seen before in history. Such a thing of death and resurrection.” Jing An said, as if he didn’t want to get entangled in such absurd issues, and instead mentioned, “The lady will receive medical treatment in Baicaotang soon. Since Ye Shaoxia has become a witness , I will tell the guarding disciples about this, and the young man can freely enter and leave the villa. However, other places in the villa are where the disciples usually study and live, as well as the place where medicinal materials are planted. enter."

Ye Mu stared at Jing An, and suddenly said, "Impermanence."

He didn't miss any subtle expression of Jing An at that moment, but there was no flaw in it.Jing An showed some doubts in the most normal way, and asked, "What does Ye Shaoxia mean?"

Ye Mu lowered his eyes and said, "It's nothing."

He raised his eyes, his face was still calm, and said, "I see. I'll check on the situation tomorrow, so I'll take my leave."

After bidding farewell to Jing An and refusing to let him see him off, Ye Mu walked back along the path he remembered.On the way, he met Wen Zhuang who was coming towards this side.The other party walked very quickly, and seemed to be in a bad mood.

When Wen Zhuang saw him, he stood up first, looked at him carefully, and without saying hello, asked directly: "Are you sure you can kill me?"

"I believe you can cure her." Ye Mu replied.

"Do you believe it?" Wen Zhuang looked at him with his arms folded, seemingly not believing what he said, "Thank you so much." He seemed to lose interest in the conversation and planned to leave.

Ye Mu originally planned to find an opportunity to meet him, but now he happened to meet him, so how could he let it go in vain.His words made Wen Zhuang stop.

"The so-called fighting poison with poison, poison art is not necessarily used to detoxify, it can also be used to cure diseases, isn't it?"

Ye Mu turned around, looked at the slightly stiff back, and said:

"When you were talking to her, you said 'the disease.' The woman and her baby were not poisoned, but sick—am I right?"