The coachman heard his shouting and glared at him. He had no intention of stopping. Instead, he flicked the whip in his hand and urged the horse to speed up in order to get rid of this annoying-looking wandering warlock. It was clear that given the character of the person sitting in the carriage, it was absolutely impossible for him to act calmly when he heard such words.
However, at the same time, a "stop" sound came from the carriage, which did not give him a chance to rush forward.
Although there was a thousand reluctances in his heart, the coachman could only rein in the horse and stop the carriage.
Immediately, the curtains of the car window were lifted up, revealing the face of a graceful middle-aged man. Just from the sound of the car stopping, Ye Qingcheng could tell that it was this person who stopped the carriage. There was a hint in his tone. This kind of habitual nobility is not possessed by the acquired wealthy families in Chang'an. It seems that this person is not a small person in the aristocratic family, which makes him even more interested in climbing up to this person.
"Taoist Master, may I ask what you meant by what you said just now? How did you know that we would pass by here and now? How did you know about Quanzi's condition?"
"The secret must not be leaked." Ye Qingcheng said simply, showing an inscrutable look. This was what he had learned from Yin Shifei before, and Yin Shifei was the best at making mysteries. He had already seen it all during that time. .
However, most wandering Taoist priests like this are liars, which gives people a very bad feeling. Immediately, a cold snort came from the carriage: "Master, you don't have to believe this kind of charlatan. Otherwise, it won't last half a year." , the master’s family will send someone to cure the young master, why bother with these liars, they will tell you nothing but lie, and all they think about is how to defraud you of your money. It is impossible to cure such people. Master, why bother with him?"
Even though his words were full of contempt, Ye Qingcheng was not angry at all, but continued to smile, waiting for the master's reply.
The reason why he is not angry is that what this novice monk said is all true. As a true wandering warlock in the past, almost 99% of the wandering warlocks are like what this man said. He is a liar. If he really had any cultivation skills, even if he was as simple as this man, he would never be able to continue cheating people like this through the streets.
For an entry-level monk, even if there is no hope of surviving the small tribulation and their cultivation is shallow, it is enough to extend their cultivation for several decades, and they will be able to stand in the world among the Jianghu gangs or aristocratic families like that middle-aged man. As a high-status worshipper, there is no need to take action unless absolutely necessary, and the life is quite comfortable.
Even if Yin Shifei, the master of the Xunlong Sect, is really serious, he is still a charlatan...
It seemed that the words of the novice monk had some effect, or that he had been deceived by other wandering Taoist priests. The middle-aged man called Master also showed a hesitant look.
"Taoist Priest, I believe you have heard what my staff member said. If I can't produce any favorable evidence, I can only treat you as an ordinary charlatan." He sighed softly.
If you don't come up with something to prove yourself at this time, then naturally it won't work to climb up to the opponent. So just now, Ye Qingcheng's mind has been rummaging through his space storage ring, looking for a suitable elixir. The medicine should not be too strong for mortals to bear, and it should not allow the young man to recover directly. Otherwise, how could he hold him back and impose various conditions?
Although he can prescribe medicine, he absolutely cannot give it out in this case because the situation is very complicated. First of all, he doesn't know the situation of the other party's family, and secondly, he doesn't know how this kid got the disease. , although he knew about this disease, it was definitely not a normal thing to suffer from. He was very familiar with the complexity of aristocratic families, especially at that time, Chang'an was full of aristocratic families. The police officers in Chang'an and Wannian counties simply had no more headaches, poisoning family members for some profit. There have been some, but in order not to offend anyone, these detectives couldn't point out who they were even if they found something, let alone being cowardly.
This young master's illness was naturally caused by someone deliberately. Since he wanted to get involved in this family, it was not advisable to cure him all at once. He could first make the other person's symptoms improve, and then slowly hang him up.
After searching for a long time, he finally found the elixir he wanted in an area dedicated to elixirs in the storage ring, took out one, and threw it to the man.
"Well, let your young master take this pill first, and then you can make your own decision."
"Hold on, let me check this elixir first. If it is sent by people with ulterior motives in the clan, it will be terrible."
As the monk spoke, he grabbed the pill that Ye Qingcheng threw into the window before the middle-aged man could do it, and examined it carefully. Although his cultivation level was low, he was still a monk after all, and so was his spiritual mind. With some skills, his expression couldn't help but change as he checked.
"This...Taoist Priest, where did you get this elixir?" At the same time, his tone when speaking to Ye Qingcheng was no longer so arrogant, but instead contained a hint of respect.
"I did it myself, to be honest with you. Although I am not proficient in Qihuang's art, I am quite good at this medical skill. Just now I heard Mr. Ling's coughs all the way away, and I judged that After knowing the cause of the disease, I couldn't help but feel sympathy, so I stopped the carriages of several people."
"Taoist Priest, you said you have inferred the cause of the disease... I wonder what kind of disease the dog is suffering from?"
"The blood nematodes are larvae. Although they are just residues at the moment, some have moved from the stomach to the lungs. If it is later, the internal organs will be parasitized by them, and it will not take long for them to die."
"Bloodworm?" The middle-aged man turned around and looked at the monk. Both of them saw the confusion in the other's eyes. They had never heard of such a thing, let alone knew that it could cause such a disease. He himself I thought this was some kind of serious tuberculosis, but I didn't expect that it might not be that simple.
"It's normal that you don't know, because this is a Gu insect that is only used by cultivators. However, its larvae are not more toxic than adults, and the adult stage is quite long, so it can be used on mortals. As far as I know , especially among aristocratic families like yours, this kind of thing is most common. As long as someone close to you secretly adds special insect eggs to the target's food, the desired effect can be achieved. For people like Mr. Ling, it should be a long-term As a result of taking the remains of bloodworm eggs, after a certain period of time, these residues can re-form into a complete larvae, and then it may be the time of his death."
