Chang Siguo successfully got the three small copper bottles back.
Mr. Yu from the service building was very busy at the end of the year. He didn't have time to go to Fucheng for the time being. He also didn't tell Chang Siguo specifically that it was related to General Fang's order. Otherwise, Mr. Yu would go out for a run in the snow no matter how free he was. Go to Beifengfu City.
The two of them went to the medical examination room again and found a pharmacist that Yi Shangyan was familiar with. After several introductions, they hired a knowledgeable middle-aged pharmacist named Zhuang to help them identify whether the medicine in the three sealed copper bottles was poison or good medicine.
The two of them were amateurs and did not dare to open the bottle left by the killer.
Who knows what poisonous poison is contained in it?
Pharmacist Zhuang heard that these three copper bottles came from the famous "Can Ye", so he was very careful and wore a strange leather robe to cover the outside. He wore a leather hood on his head, and his eyes were inlaid with polished thin and transparent yellowish crystal pieces. , put on thin leather gloves, and looked as tight as an astronaut, took the copper bottle and entered a separate sealed room.
He also brought in a leather box and several mice, rabbits, chickens, etc. in cages.
After waiting for about half an hour, Pharmacist Zhuang came out and handed Chang Siguo two small square copper bottles. He took off all his burdens and his hair was wet with sweat. He showed a relieved smile on his face and said
"Fortunately, the two bottles contain poison. They are transparent and have no peculiar smell. They are about one penny in weight. I used a larger needle tip each. The two poisons are similar. They are placed in the air or applied to intact skin. , it will not hurt people, but as long as it pierces the skin and blood is seen, it can quickly corrode and expand the wound. A slightly larger dose can hurt people's lives, so it is recommended to use it with caution."
"The amount of poison is not large, and I don't have the testing tools at hand, so I don't know the specific components of the poison. According to my experience, it is a poison refined from a mixture of viper venom and the very rare halberd tree sap. I The copper bottle that originally contained the poison was left behind, and there is still a little bit left in it, which can be used to test the precise timeliness of the poison after it is applied to the weapon. The results need to be revealed by God."
Then he took out a small copper bottle from the suitcase. The surface was shiny and it was the original bottle.
"What's inside is a pill. It's non-toxic. It seems to be the antidote to these two poisons, but there are some differences. Mr. Chang, if you want to find out, you can go to Fucheng to worship the branch. They have special pharmacists. .”
Chang Siguo thanked him and took the small copper bottle, then put the poison and elixir into his sleeve pockets.
At that time, he heard the female killer calling for help after being poisoned by a needle. Another killer took out a vial, but he stopped her. The female killer failed and died of poison. The pharmacist in front of him made a very accurate judgment. The killer's antidote may be useful if he stays.
After saying a few polite words, he took out a hundred-tael silver note and forced it to the pharmacist Zhuang who politely declined.
He doesn't like to owe favors, and it is the most economical way to settle it with a banknote. Maybe he will ask someone for help next time.
After walking out of the examination room, Chang Siguo casually took out one of the square copper bottles and handed it to Yi Shangyan, who seemed not to care, but in fact his eyes were always circling on his sleeves.
Yi Shangyan grabbed the poison and laughed loudly, "It took no effort to get it."
Then he said fiercely, "Damn it, next time I encounter those sneaky guys, I will use my own way to make them become real dead ghosts, huh"
His friend lost a leg and almost died. He was very concerned about the viciousness of the killer.
Collecting the copper bottles, he dragged Chang Si towards the market, winking again and smiling cheekily, "Brother will buy you two at a time. Young people are very powerful and can't hold down one person."
Chang Siguo rolled his eyes and ignored the guy who became immoral, but he did not refuse to come to the market for the third time.
But when he saw a woman who was smeared with makeup and makeup and forced to look like Hua Feng, he immediately lost his appetite. He tried his best to reject Yi Shangyan. Whether it was good intentions or hidden malice, he only chose a girl with dark cheeks for Song Mu. A somewhat passable rough-and-tumble woman, about thirty years old.
He would rather sweep the house himself than have an insignificant maid living under his roof.
Shan Liwen had already left when he returned to the yard.
The man in green shirt, who was half lying on the bed and dozing, heard the voice, opened his eyes, and saw the maid he had chosen for him. His eyes and expressions became rich and vivid. He looked at Yi Shangyan, who was showing off his merits, for about three breaths, and the corners of his mouth twitched. Hold back the words "Thank you"
He said four words, and rarely added a modal particle.
Chang Siguo almost got internal injuries from laughing so hard that he quickly grabbed the items he had left in the main room and fled back to his own room.
He cut the red paper and spliced it into long strips with the purchased soil paste. It was Chinese New Year the day after tomorrow, and he wanted to write the first couplet in his life to add a festive New Year flavor to both sides of the empty main hall door.
First use rice paper to practice calligraphy on a few sheets of calligraphy. After the red paper paste has dried, fold the red paper in half to mark the spacing for the writing.
After brewing for a while, he wrote a Spring Festival couplet that his old man often wrote, stroke by stroke.
"As time goes by, people live longer, and spring fills the universe with blessings."
He used the Chinese characters from his previous life to write this couplet.
Staring at the red paper where the handwriting can only be considered neat and the pen has no aesthetic feeling, the memories deposited in the distant depths that I dare not touch suddenly well up and fill my mind in an instant.
The black-robed man, who was usually as ruthless and cold as a wolf in killing, suddenly burst into tears, his whole body was shaking, and he could hardly restrain himself.
He stretched out his hand to support the table, raised his head and closed his eyes, letting the hot tears flow down his cheeks. Drops fell from his chest and wetted the red paper on the table, blurring the still-dry ink on it and turning it into red and black spots. ripple.
It seemed like a century ago.
Pushing open the heavy rusty gate, let him immerse himself in it, and slowly reveal the softness that he doesn't want to touch under the candlelight.
Are you okay? Are you okay?
Are you guys OK
Every word, every sentence, shouts silently in the bottom of my heart, forming a whirlpool of nostalgia.
It wasn't until this moment that he realized that the longing that had been buried and suppressed was so heavy that it overwhelmed him.
I want to take care of my relatives but my body is not there, which breaks my heart.
crushing
Speechless and choked
Woo hoo hoo, my son is unfilial, my son is unfilial.
Yi Shangyan asked the newly purchased maid to wash off the powder on her face and put on the blue and gray maid's cotton robe that she bought along the way.
When a man wants clothes, the woman immediately looks energetic and looks much more pleasing to the eye.
Yi Shang Yanyue announced some rules on his behalf, and then ordered the woman who listened respectfully to clean the kennel where Song Mu lived, and then help Qing Ya cook later.
The woman's hands and feet were neat, and she was obviously used to doing rough work. Yi Shangyan walked around with her hands on her hands like an old man.
Walking along the corridor from the main room to the east wing, I chatted and laughed with the cute, busy and sensible little maid.
Then he went back to the main room and had a few words with Mu Mu who ignored him, and then walked to the corridor of the west wing. He saw Hei Wa closing the door, and there was no sound of sword dancing practicing inside, which made the old man feel as depressed as ever. Not knowing what he was doing, he knocked on the door and shouted
"Hei Wa, come out and bask in the sun with your brother. It's a nice day. What are you doing in the closed room? Brother, I've learned a new lesson about using arrows. Come out quickly and I'll tell you what to do."
After waiting for a long time, no sound was heard inside. Yi Shangyan was surprised, and then banged on the door vigorously.
"Hei Wa, Hei Wa, what are you doing?"
Chang Siguo, who was trapped in a certain state of mind and couldn't extricate himself, suddenly heard a faint voice calling "Hei Wa", sometimes far away and sometimes near. He suddenly woke up, opened his eyes and looked around.
Red paper, candlelight, clothes on the body, and the black wooden bow hanging on the wall.
Everything confirmed that he was in the Four Wastelands City and had not returned to the blue planet in his previous life.
Heartbroken, it turned out to be just a dream.
After Chang Si thought about it, he was filled with fear. Within a moment, he felt exhausted and sweating profusely.
If he is silent for too long and cannot wake up in time, the consequences will be disastrous.
This is what the classics record as inner demons caused by obsession and distracting thoughts during the cultivation process.
It was so terrifying to be able to infinitely magnify the emotions in his heart. He almost collapsed into illusion and despair. It was because of this that he never dared to recall the past life.
"Hei Wa, if you don't agree, I will break in through the door."
Yi Shangyan's anxious and worried voice came from outside the door.
"I'm practicing, brother, please wait a moment."
Chang Siguo responded quickly, with tears filling his nose and his voice dull and muffled.
Wipe your face with your sleeves, quickly close the red paper couplets, the Chinese characters written on them should not be seen by others, close your hands hard, the couplets break into pieces, then throw the scraps of paper into the corner, pinch two pieces with the written words Throwing the rice paper on it, while doing a little exercise to evaporate the tears on the breast of the robe, then pulled the wooden bolt and opened the door.
"Why did you kid do this for so long?"
Seeing that Hei Wa was fine, Yi Shangyan glanced at the rice paper, red paper and pen and ink inkstone on the table in the main room. There were fresh ink marks on the half-covered rice paper, and nodded clearly, "Your handwriting is indeed ugly, yes." Practice more behind closed doors and you will become self-aware."
I often think that I have to close the door again.
This hurts your self-esteem so much, can't you say it more tactfully?
Yi Shangyan laughed and pushed the door open, and said cheerfully, "Let's go to the wooden eaves to bask in the sun. I have a new understanding of an arrow, and use the attached true energy to make the arrow burst suddenly. You can help me too." Look, there are still areas for improvement, you kid has the most clever ideas."
"You are praising me",,,
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