Chapter 127 True and false game

Style: Fantasy Author: Rebirth at the Beginning of SummerWords: 2231Update Time: 24/01/11 20:35:12
"If you don't tell me clearly, you will ruin my reputation in vain, and I will never spare you today!"

Mr. Ge Sanye was so angry that he left the table and walked slowly, full of vitality.

Song Xijun finally took a rare step forward, stopped in front of Xin Zhuo, and looked at Master Ge: "Uncle Ge, wait a minute, wait for him to tell the truth, and then make a decision!"

He turned around and winked, "Speak quickly!"

Xin Zhuo glanced at everyone, clasped his fists and said: "To be honest, although I am white, my ancestors have been doctors for generations. My ancestors even served as imperial doctors in the previous dynasties. I dare not point out the way of martial arts, but I am a doctor." , quite insightful.

Although my grandmother is unknown, she is a master of rejuvenation. She also worked as a doctor in the capital in her early years. It is said that medicine does not distinguish between family members. I have been a doctor since I was a child, so I should have a vision. These meals are all highly poisonous, and there’s more than one kind! "

This speech was very coherent and very similar to what happened. In addition, he had a righteous look on his face and spoke righteously.

Hundreds of people in the pavilion could not help but frown and fell silent.

Song Xijun was also a little confused.

Mr. Ge Sanye kept frowning and blinking, and it took him a long time to realize: "Since there is a highly poisonous poison, why didn't we notice it at all? The martial arts masters who are doing it are also good at poisoning, why didn't we notice it?"

As he spoke, he looked at a few people not far away. The faces of those people were gloomy, and they looked like people who had been dealing with drugs all year round. They looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time.

Mr. Ge Sanye breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Xin Zhuo again, and asked coldly: "What should I say?"

Xin Zhuo said: "This poison is very overbearing. It is colorless and odorless. It cannot penetrate the perception of a warrior and is difficult for ordinary people to detect!"

Mr. Ge Sanye suddenly looked at an old man with a purple complexion: "Mr. Huo, please check it out!"

The old man's expression was slightly sluggish. Why are you inspecting him? I eat more than anyone else, so how can it be poisonous? But he still got up, carefully took out a box, took out a silver needle inside, and put it in the palm of his hand. White smoke rose slightly from the palm of his hand. The true energy left the body, and the silver needle flew out with a roar, and penetrated into a dish, and then Fly to another dish, even to other tables, and then back.

This hand of flying flowers and twisting leaves is very beautiful. If it were not for the wrong occasion, someone would probably scream.

Immediately, everyone in the courtyard looked at Mr. Huo and asked whether it was true or false.

Mr. Huo picked up the silver needle and looked at it carefully, then sniffed it, and then pricked his arm. This was the "three questions to test the poison". It was quite clever. He just looked slightly angry and looked at Xin Zhuo: "Nonsense! There is absolutely nothing in the meal." poison!"

After receiving comments from professionals, everyone was relieved, and then looked at Xin Zhuo angrily, what on earth are you going to cause?

Xin Zhuo was not afraid at all and said seriously: "The food is just auxiliary poison!"

"What is auxiliary poison?" Ke Qing'e, a master of the Wudang Sect, asked in confusion.

Xin Zhuo said: "The auxiliary poison is...it is poison, but it cannot be seen, and it is harmless to people."

Mr. Ge Sanye couldn't bear it any longer and said angrily: "Since it is an auxiliary poison and is harmless to people, maybe the cook used the wrong ingredients, so why make such a fuss?"

"No!"

Xin Zhuo picked up a jar of wine, dipped some in it, put it into his mouth, and spit it out, with a "sure" look on his face, "The poison in the food is called Qianji Powder, which is hard to buy for a thousand dollars, and it's very important to the food." It has no flavor-enhancing effect. Cooks cannot buy it, and even if they do buy it, they will definitely not use it.

Wherever Qianji Powder appears, there must be Gray Hill Grass Powder. Sure enough, there is Gray Hill Grass Powder in this wine. Gray Hill Grass Powder is also an auxiliary poison and is not toxic in itself.

But when the two appear together, they will be highly toxic. Not only that, I suspect that there is also green shirt powder. I don’t know where the green shirt powder is. Green shirt powder is also an auxiliary poison and is equally harmless to humans. "

After a pause, he said word by word: "But once these three auxiliary poisons are mixed together, they will become the most poisonous poison in the world. Not only will it make people scratch their hearts and make them miserable, but it will also taint their martial arts and reduce their strength. I can’t even mention it, and I will definitely die of pain and devastation within a day!”

Everyone in the pavilion was in a daze. They were really confused by his strange statement. They couldn't understand anything about auxiliary poison or mixing.

Mr. Huo frowned and thought for a while, and couldn't help but curse: "What nonsense are you talking about? Qianji Powder and Huiqiu Grass Powder. I have been associated with poison for fifty years and have never heard of it. I'm afraid you are just trying to gain fame and publicity!" "

Everyone looked at each other.

Mr. Zhao and Ke Qing'e immediately used their mental methods, closed their eyes and felt for a moment, then shook their heads: "It's okay, it's really nonsense!"

Mr. Ge Sanye couldn't bear it anymore and waved his hands in disgust: "Take him down and lock him up!"

Four guards with swords immediately stepped forward, grabbed Xin Zhuo's arms, and held him out of the hall.

Xin Zhuo still roared to himself: "Listen to my advice and don't eat anymore. It's absolutely true. Listen to me, otherwise you will regret it."

"Take him down, take him down!" Mr. Ge Sanye waved his hands like he was shooing away flies.

Xin Zhuo had been escorted into an empty room not far away. He was still chattering along the way and asked the guards to send a message to stop him from continuing to eat. Until four cold guards locked the door and the surroundings were silent.

"It's poisonous, don't eat it anymore!"

After Xin Zhuo shouted his last voice, his face turned pale, and he lay on the bed calmly.

Done!

To make a game, of course you have to put on a show, mix the fake with the real, and the fake with the real, so that people can believe it.

I guess I can still apologize a little this time?

What he just said is the truth. Only lies within the truth are the most true in the world. Those three auxiliary poisons do exist, and there are more than three, there are four in total, on the plate, in the food, in the wine, and on everyone's clothes. superior.

None of them can be detected, but the four combined together are the most powerful poison in the world. Even if there is an accident in the middle, two or three of them can take effect, and they can also produce the poison.

Everyone has been poisoned and is just waiting for it to take effect.

The method comes from "xxxx" medical skills, and the saying that medicine does not distinguish between poison and poison is of course true.

The key is that this medical skill is very mysterious, and the materials used are also fused with various medicinal powders commonly available on the market, which produces wonderful reactions. It's just that he just changed the name of Fantasy Point.

"I don't know how long Cui Ying'er and the others have been away. They are just waiting for Murong Xiu to come and do the eye-dotting tomorrow morning."

These things were naturally done by Cui Ying'er and Huang Dagui. They calculated it deliberately and unintentionally. How could the cook or the servants find out about it?

Now he's gone and nowhere to be seen!



Tinglan Pavilion.

After Xin Zhuo made a fuss, everyone was distracted from talking and laughing about the meal. However, Mr. Ge Sanye, who had lost face, tried his best to please and asked his servants to prepare a new table for Song Xijun and others, so the banquet reluctantly continued.

After touching half a stick of incense, a young man who had not yet entered the incense suddenly turned pale. He held his neck and scratched desperately: "It's itchy! It's so itchy!"

A chain reaction immediately started, and those with low martial arts levels around the table scratched their heads.

Then to the first grade, ninth grade, eighth grade, seventh grade, and finally Mr. Zhao and others couldn't help but start scratching, feeling itchy all over.

For a moment, the whole courtyard was filled with painful groans, and some people even fell down and rolled on the ground.

The scene once became uncontrollable.

At this time, the expressions of Song Xijun, the heroines, Mr. Zhao, Ke Qing'e, Mr. Ge and others changed drastically. What "Jiang Facai" said was true.

"Go and invite Jiang Facai!"

Mr. Ge Sanye looked panicked and yelled.

A guard hurried forward, and after a while, he returned in a panic: "Mr. Jiang said there was nothing he could do, so let's go get a doctor quickly!"