Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

The boy's face was flushed, and he swallowed the poison pill with difficulty, his eyes became cold again, and he clenched his fists quietly.

Li Hongling clapped her hands in satisfaction, and spoke to several Shennonggu disciples.

"The poisons you take are different, the shortest is an hour, the longest is three days and three nights, but in the end, it is nothing more than bleeding from the seven orifices, and the intestines are pierced and rotten to death."

Among the few people, a young man who looked like a big brother was the first to scold angrily: "You vicious woman, we will turn into ghosts, and we will not let you go!"

Another disciple beside him was trembling: "Our Valley Master is sorry for you, it was all so many years ago... What is it if you vent your anger on us innocent outer disciples?"

Huh?Just as Yuan Qinghang pricked up his ears to hear gossip, Li Hongling's face was already as cold as ice and snow, she raised her bare hand, and a very thin silver needle flew over and nailed into the mouth of the person who spoke.

With a scream, a streak of black blood immediately overflowed from the corner of the man's mouth, and he frantically jumped on the ground. When he opened his mouth, his entire tongue began to turn black and swell.

"If you can't speak, then you don't need to say it again." Li Hongling stood coldly, and turned to the other people, "As for you, there is no way you can survive."

She pointed to the Shennonggu disciple who was bleeding from the mouth: "Whoever kills him will have the antidote."

Several people were shocked, and the elder brother said angrily: "If you want us brothers to kill each other, you are dreaming!"

Someone next to him slammed his stomach, his face contorted, and he shouted in a trembling voice: "I, I seem to be poisoned."

The fear in his eyes became more and more intense, he suddenly picked up the broken bone spur on the ground, and slammed it into the neck of the bleeding fellow: "Fifth Junior Brother...don't blame me."

The man screamed, staggered and fell down, the man who stabbed him had already caught up, raised his hand and stabbed again.

The boy was nearby, he picked up a medicine bowl on the table in a blink of an eye, and with spiritual energy, he threw it head-on, hitting the man's wrist.

With a bang, the medicine bowl and the bone spur fell to the ground at the same time.

The incident happened suddenly, the senior brother next to him just realized it, he was furious and anxious, and rushed forward to fight: "Are you crazy?"

Another boy, fifteen or sixteen years old, with delicate features, also cried and went to rescue him.Several people were tied up in a string by shackles, and in such a mess, they all fell to the ground, some were poisoned, some were bleeding, and some were crying.

Yuan Qinghang flew over, checked the man's breath, and then looked at the gushing blood, his heart sank.

Hopeless.

The person who made the attack knelt and crawled a few steps on the ground, hissing, "He's going to die anyway!..."

In the midst of chaos, the fifteen- or sixteen-year-old boy also changed his face. He stretched out his hand to touch it, and two bloodstains snaked down under his nose.

He was still young, so he cried out with a "wow": "I, I don't want to die either..."

The murderer broke free from his senior brothers, crawled a few steps, and said in a trembling voice, "I have another message, can you...let me go?"

Li Hongling looked at him full of sarcasm: "Tell me?"

"Mu Jiarong, the little son of Shennong Valley, is about to celebrate his sixth birthday, and the owner of the valley is about to distribute invitations to the world."

He looked anxiously at Li Hongling: "That's the only seedling of the Mu family, who has always been the most favored. If something happens to him, our owner will be really heartbroken..."

Yuan Qinghang was startled in his heart, couldn't help flying his short legs, and kicked him heavily: "What nonsense?"

The meaning in this person's words actually implied that Li Hongling went to kill a six-year-old child for her old revenge!

Li Hongling's eyes changed, her face contorted for a moment, and she murmured in a low voice: "Hehe, Mu Jiarong... What a noble name, what a great show."

She ignored the young man, but turned her head to look at Yuan Qinghang and Li Qinghong, with sarcasm on her lips: "Did you see that? These decent people from famous families are like this. They can kill their relatives and friends, but they can also betray their teachers."

Yuan Qinghang couldn't bear it after all, and whispered: "But Aunt Hong, everyone is afraid of death."

There is only one death through hardships through the ages, and if death is used to test human nature, what reasonable conclusions can be drawn.

Suddenly, Li Qinghong blinked at the side, and opened his mouth seemingly casually: "Not necessarily, this little drug boy, he is not afraid."

Yuan Qinghang was taken aback, the pity he had shown him just now disappeared in an instant, this little brat, with his mouth like a little crow, must be up to no good!

Sure enough, his opening immediately caught Li Hongling's attention.

She stared at the boy with an indifferent face, and grabbed his pulse door, probing lightly, and let out a "huh".

"You have already established a foundation at such a young age, why are you still an outer disciple?" She looked suspicious.

The boy had no expression on his face, lowered his eyes, and said nothing.

Next to him, the senior brother was stunned: "What? Xiaoqi, you have built a foundation?"

How is it possible, not to mention in their Medicine Sect, even in the Sword Sect with the most powerful martial arts, there are very few foundation builders at this age, if it is true, how could it be possible to stay in the outer sect?

Yuan Qinghang was taken aback: Xiao Qi?This is the hero's nickname?

It seems that something is wrong again.

Li Hongling sneered: "As expected, the Mu family is all blind, and there is a genius who is practicing medicine to be a medicine boy for the outer sect. Unfortunately, this genius is going to die soon."

Yuan Qinghang was taken aback, and quickly begged in a low voice: "Aunt Hong..."

Li Hongling looked down at the boy: "Aren't you afraid of death?"

The boy stared at the fifth senior brother who was dying on the ground. His face was already extremely pale, and the blood on the corner of his lips became thicker. After hearing this, he finally raised his head.

Although he was young, he looked at Li Hongling without any fear and flinched, only a trace of uncontrollable indignation: "Is it useful to be afraid?"

Li Hongling suddenly laughed: "You child, you have more backbone than adults."

She ignored him, and called Yuan Qinghang and Li Qinghong to her side: "These people, I will practice for you. In the past half a year, you have also learned a lot of alchemy and detoxification secrets. Now try to cure it." Live a few."

Yuan Qinghang breathed a sigh of relief, it's okay, it's okay, it can be saved!

This body does have detailed memories of the past. The original owner's personality is "cunning and wise", especially smart in practice and learning, and all kinds of medical knowledge are clearly remembered.

Coupled with some medical knowledge he had learned in the hospital bed before, he would not be helpless.

"Aunt Hong." He cautiously probed, "If you study well and save someone, is there any reward?"

As long as he said there was a reward, he begged Li Hongling to let this group of unlucky bastards go!

Li Hongling said indifferently: "After being revived, continue to feed the poison. Of course, you have to practice repeatedly. Besides, it's nothing to cure the poison once or twice. It's the real ability to cure the old poison."

Yuan Qinghang: "..."

Forget it, when he didn't ask.

Li Qinghong also asked suddenly: "Then what if you use the wrong medicine and die?"

Li Hongling said indifferently: "What do you want to do?"

Li Qinghong's eyes flickered, and he ground his little toes on the ground: "No..."

Li Hongling said: "If either of you deal with it indiscriminately and kill someone, you will stay with the corpse at night and spend the night."

Li Qinghong's face turned pale.

Not to mention him, even Yuan Qinghang had goose bumps all over his body.

Although he is a frequent visitor in the hospital and has witnessed countless births, old ages, illnesses and deaths, he has never been to the mortuary to spend time with dead bodies!

……

Li Hongling Shi Shi ran away, Yuan Qinghang, Li Qinghong, and the few Shennonggu disciples who were fed poison were left in the medicine storage room.

Yuan Qinghang stared at Li Qinghong: "Do you want to sleep with the dead body at night?"

Li Qinghong was still young after all, when he thought of the situation in the underworld, he couldn't help shivering and shook his head vigorously.

"Then go find the antidote!" Yuan Qinghang ordered.

In the left row of medicine cabinets are all kinds of herbal medicines with detoxification effects. Since Li Hongling wanted to test what they had learned, of course she left enough raw materials.

Li Qinghong stepped on his calf, turned around and ran towards the medicine shelf, almost tripped.

He found more than a dozen of the most common antidote herbs from the medicine cabinet, and when he turned around, he was stunned.

Yuan Qinghang was rummaging through the medicine cabinet on the opposite side.

Soon, he took down a large bottle of medicinal juice with difficulty, ran back to those people, and grabbed the most serious person: "Drink it quickly."

The man smelled a stench, and looked down at the dark, unknown liquid. He didn't dare to drink it, and tried his best to dodge: "You little devil... why don't you just kill me!"

Yuan Qinghang stumbled on his calf, threw him to the ground, squeezed his chin hard and poured: "Open your mouth."

The man's spiritual power was locked, and he was forcibly gulped several times. He wanted to spit it out in panic. Yuan Qinghang was already prepared and punched him hard on the back, forcing the medicine down his throat.

He turned around and grabbed another person: "You drink too!"

While being poured, the first person couldn't help the stench and stickiness in his stomach, and vomited it out in one gulp.

Yuan Qinghang kept his hands and feet, forcing the other people to drink them all, and after a while, he vomited on the ground, and the stench in the room was suffocating.

When he turned his head, the boy saw him looking over, without any hesitation, reached out to take the concoction and drank it.

An adult disciple was trembling all over, and suddenly slammed into Yuan Qinghang: "You little devil and I will die together!"

As soon as he moved, an arm stretched out from the side and grabbed him forcefully.

The boy trembled slightly: "Brother, stop."

"What are you doing! You want to please him and save your life, right?" The man jumped up violently.

The boy vomited a few mouthfuls and shook his head weakly: "The time for taking the poison is very short, so it's better to spit it out."

Yuan Qinghang looked at him with admiration, alas, the little hero is on the right track, much smarter than these cannon fodder NPCs.

As long as it is solid, there is always time for digestion.

Even if modern medicine is so developed, gastric lavage is required immediately after ingesting poisons such as pesticides by mistake.Although the medicinal juice is smelly, it is non-toxic and harmless, and it also has the effect of stimulating the stomach and intestines, and the effect of inducing vomiting is first-class.

He patted the boy on the shoulder, smiled and handed over the bottle of foul-smelling concoction: "How about some more?"

……

Li Qinghong bit his lip on the side, hesitantly looked at the herbs in his arms: "Now, should I use these?"

Yuan Qinghang sighed and pointed to the shelf on the other side: "Bring those poisons."

Li Qinghong was used to being dominated by him, although he was confused, he still let out an "oh", stepped on the stool, and took down the pile of medicine bottles.

Yuan Qinghang took one of each kind and handed it to several poisoned people: "Look carefully, which kind do you eat?"

Several kinds of pills have different properties, some are spicy, some have a strange sweet smell, and some have a faint stench. After all, they are all disciples of the Medicine Sect, so they can tell the difference naturally.

The elder brother's face turned dark already, so he picked one out with force and sniffed it: "In this poison of mine, there seems to be poisonous dragon saliva and the leaves of the heart-piercing arrow."

"Mine is this one. It's red. It's pungent. It should have the ripe fruit of the heartbroken tree." The other person tremblingly said with his head covered in cold sweat from the pain.

Yuan Qinghang asked urgently: "How does it feel? Is it a burning in the stomach, or is it painful all over, or is it blurred vision and cold sweat all over the body? Speak slowly, don't miss any symptoms."

Li Qinghong was holding a pile of herbs, only then did he understand.

That's right, his mother has taught me time and time again that only the right medicine can be prescribed.

First find out the source of the poison, and then figure out the manifestations of the symptoms. How can you forget everything when it comes to doing it?

Yuan Qinghang patted him: "Don't be in a daze. Find the corresponding antidote, should you squeeze the juice or grind it, it's faster if we do it together."

Li Qinghong stared blankly at him, finally felt something was wrong.

"Brother Young Master, you, you...you speak differently today than before."

Yuan Qinghang didn't bother to pretend anymore, anyway, Li Hongling wasn't around, and this small cannon fodder male supporting role couldn't make any splashes, he said casually: "Yes, not only today, but also in the future, he will be so wise and decisive in killing. "

Turning his head, he bumped into the serious and inquisitive face of the young male protagonist. He quickly sorted the herbs while grinning: "Are you also handsome by me?"

His appearance was already very good, and he was well pampered, so when he talked like this with a smile, the golden ring on his head reflected the black hair and fair little face, making him look even more proud and beautiful, and he was full of air.

The boy looked at him with a complicated expression.

Like hating and loathing, but also like wanting to take another look, a blush appeared on his pale face, staining Ruyu's cheeks from the ears.

He turned his head quickly, avoiding Yuan Qinghang's sight, and lowered his flickering eyelashes coldly.

Yuan Qinghang became very playful, and couldn't help poking his side face with his hand: "You——hey?!"

With his poking, the opponent shook his body, and with a "gudong", he passed out on the ground!