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When Weiming once again walked on the road to Huixiaoyao Valley, it was already midnight. Thinking back to what he had just experienced at Shen Lan's house, Weiming couldn't help but feel a toothache.
Although it was a happy thing to meet again after a long separation, and Shen Lan had not forgotten herself, the process of the two meeting again was not very pleasant.
Wei Ming stayed with Shen Lan for more than three hours, but Shen Lan didn't say more than a hundred words in total.
"What did you drink?"
"Water! Do you have any questions..."
Before he finished his sentence, Weiming's vision suddenly went dark and he fell unconscious. At the moment before he fell into unconsciousness, Weiming was still wondering, how could he be poisoned? Could it be the pot of water? But that's obviously boiled water?
When he woke up again, Weiming found himself lying on a simple wooden bed that looked like some kind of small workshop workbench. His whole body was sore and numb, and he couldn't exert any strength. At the same time, he also felt that there was something wrong with the left half of his body. Tingling.
Looking down, it turned out that Shen Lan was holding a slender centipede and biting his arm.
"Lan'er, what are you..."
"Shut up!!"
Just as Weiming was about to ask what the situation was, Shen Lan interrupted him without even raising his head.
"Uh~"
Weiming was speechless for a while. Seeing that Shen Lan really didn't want to cause trouble with him, he stopped asking for trouble.
In fact, even if Shen Lan didn't mention it, Wei Ming could roughly guess that there was something wrong with the pot of water he drank, which caused him to be poisoned. Although Wei Ming didn't understand why the pot of water was poisonous, he clearly knew that there was something wrong with the pot of water that he drank. After checking it carefully, it was clearly just a pot of ordinary boiled water.
What Shen Lan is doing now is probably to exchange blood for herself. While helping Weiming cure poison and help him practice the red flame body, she is also refining the ultimate poison in the secret book, the Seven Colorful Gu King, for herself.
But knowing it is one thing, experiencing it personally is another.
When I was playing games in my previous life, this plot was nothing more than a few Q-version pop-ups that looked very miserable and funny, but when the poisonous insect really bit Wei Ming, the feeling...
Just say it! Wei Ming feels that he has experienced the feeling of a patient with general paralysis and neuropathic pain falling into an insect garden.
It’s not necessarily a lot of pain, but it’s definitely torture.
After an unknown amount of time like this, I finally felt something that was all over my body. At this time, Shen Lan also put away the tools and poisonous insects in his hands, and said lightly:
"Okay, get up!"
Wei Ming stood up obediently, took out a new piece of clothing from his bag and put it on. The previous one was definitely no longer wearable, as it was stained with blood. If anyone in the master's sect saw it, it would inevitably cause concern.
"Lan...uh~Miss Shen, what about me..." After changing his clothes, Weiming hesitated a little, wanting to ask something, but he didn't know how to ask.
"From now on, I will come once every seven days, and the longest time cannot exceed half a month. And..."
Shen Lan turned his back to Wei Ming, turned his head and said lukewarmly: "You are not allowed to detoxify yourself privately."
"...."
To be honest, if these words were spoken by a stranger, then no matter how good-tempered Weiming was, he would still question him or even get into a fight if he disagreed with her, but Shen Lan was not a stranger. She had never met, and Shen Lan's attitude was very cold when they met, but judging from the fact that she could call him by his name when they met, at least the relationship between the two was far from severed.
"Why haven't you left yet? Do you still want to test poison on me?"
"..." Weiming was silent for a moment, and then said carefully: "Lan'er, take care of yourself, I will come back in seven days."
After that, Wei Ming turned around and left.
Wei Ming also figured it out at this time. Although the relationship between the two seems to be very stiff, it is still good as long as they can meet again. It is better than never seeing each other in a lifetime!
On the way back, Weiming secretly made up his mind to learn medical and poison skills well, and then find a way to completely cure Shen Lan's hidden dangers.
After all, ten years... is too short.
But having said that, today's experience really gave Weiming a headache. Recalling the scene when the centipede lay on his body sucking blood, Weiming felt goosebumps all over his body. He only hoped to encounter some adventures in the future. , it won’t be so scary anymore.
. . .
When Weiming returned to Xiaoyao Valley, Xu Shi had almost passed.
Looking at the sky that had turned completely dark, Weiming secretly cried out in his heart: Damn it, I will most likely be taught a lesson by my master this time. I don’t know if Sister Abei left any dinner for me.
While thinking about it, Weiming touched his belly. After coming out of Wangyou Valley, Weiming had not eaten anything for the whole day except for drinking half a bottle of water at Shen Lan's house. Although he was not so hungry that he was weak. But he was still hungry after all.
"Master, Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, Senior Sister, Sister Abei, Lao Hu, I'm back!!"
Thinking of extending his head and cutting his head, Wei Ming simply summoned his inner strength and roared at the mouth of the valley, announcing his return, and then strode into Xiaoyao Valley.
"What are you yelling at? I haven't been back for more than a month and you started yelling when you came back."
As soon as he entered the door, a long-lost familiar voice reached Weiming's ears.
"Second Senior Brother!"
Weiming looked at the thorns with surprise on his face, stepped forward with a smile, put his arms around the other person's shoulders, and said enthusiastically: "I haven't seen you for two months, and I miss you so much."
"Go, go, go aside~"
Jingjie pushed Weiming away with a look of disgust, shrugged his shoulders, and then continued: "Why are you coming back so late? The old man has been waiting at home for most of the day. I thought you weren't coming back today?"
"Ah! Well..." Weiming smiled awkwardly and said vaguely: "...I encountered a small situation on the way and was delayed for a while. I originally expected to be back before noon."
"Slight situation!?"
Jingjia couldn't help but be startled when he heard this. He subconsciously took a step back and looked Weiming up and down, as if to see if Weiming was injured in any way.
In less than a moment, Jingjiang suddenly focused his eyes, grabbed Wei Ming's left arm, and lifted up his sleeve.
Although Jingjiang usually seems a little irritable, he is not lacking in the attentiveness of martial arts practitioners. In his impression, except in the cold winter months, Weiming's sleeves are always rolled up, or simply wear short sleeves, but now It was summer, and Wei Ming was wearing long-sleeved clothes from early autumn, obviously to cover something up.
The fact was just as Jingjing expected, Weiming chose this outfit not only because the previous outfit was stained with blood, but also to cover his arms. After all, there were still bite marks from the centipede on Shen Lan's hand.
"What's going on? Did you encounter an enemy who used poison?"
Pointing to the purple bite mark on Weiming's arm, Jingjie asked with a serious face. As for whether Weiming was accidentally bitten by a poisonous insect outside, Jingjing didn't consider this at all. He knew Weiming's medical skills, although he was not as good as the miracle doctor. , but it can also be said to be rare in the world, how could it be easily injured by poisonous insects in the wild.
"this...!"
Wei Ming looked at the thorns with a confused expression and asked in confusion: "That doesn't make sense! Second Senior Brother, even if you guessed that I might have an injury on my arm, how could you guess that it was my left arm all at once?"
Wei Ming really didn't want to understand, but other than that, it was just to change the subject, and he was secretly thinking about how to deal with it.
"I smell blood, can't I!" Jingjia looked sideways at Wei Ming and continued to ask, "Don't change the topic, tell me, what happened to the poisonous wound on the arm?"
"Ah...this...is actually like this..."
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