Shang Jiuge looked at Wei Tianyao's expression while eating beef jerky and thought Xue Ling's idea was very creative.
Sheng Junqian smiled and said, "I think it's a good idea too."
Xue Ling looked at Wei Tianyao with a calm expression: "Do you accept this proposal?"
Wei Tianyao sighed in his heart.
He didn't know if Xue Ling did it on purpose.
But the porcelain bottle he prepared the poison in was not only dark green.
Although the label above has a specific name of the type, as a master of poisons and with the title of Hundred Poisons Pharmacist, I will definitely not be stupid enough to only carry the medicine from the dark green bottle all over my body.
Among the medicines he brought, the white ones were for internal use, the red ones were for external use, the light green ones were antidotes, and the dark green ones were poisons.
Wei Tianyao didn't know whether Xue Ling knew this, or whether she had opened the bottle and checked it.
But at least one thing is certain, the dark green medicine bottle Xue Ling gave him to choose was filled with poison.
The only difference is the intensity of toxicity.
And this may be Xue Ling's intention.
If Wei Tianyao's poison is the most ferocious and can cause blood to seal his throat, then he deserved his death today.
After all, he was killed by his own poison.
But if Wei Tianyao has a good life, and his poisons include poisons that kill people but also poisons that don't kill people, then he still has a glimmer of hope.
Even though Wei Tianyao understood this, he couldn't explain it to Xue Ling.
Because Xue Ling also saw his bottles, if it was really clear that the bottles represented poison or not, then for Wei Tianyao, Xue Ling would definitely not let him choose the poison in the other three bottles.
But now, based on the appearance of the bottle alone, there is no way to see the label, see the shape of the medicine, smell the smell, and even Wei Tianyao cannot distinguish and predict what kind of poison is waiting for him in front.
He could only sigh again: "When I came out this time, I brought a total of twelve dark green bottles with poison in them."
"But it's not all poison that seals one's throat when it sees blood, or it's poison that kills you immediately."
"There are three kinds of poisons here that can kill any warrior below the third level."
"The other four bottles are for poisoning. They are most suitable for poisoning ordinary people who do not understand internal power. Even warriors with internal power will suffer big losses."
"The other two bottles are small poisons. Even ordinary people will only have symptoms such as paralysis or diarrhea after accidentally taking them. However, if used in conjunction with the first seven poisons, they will have an amplifying effect."
"And the last three are not poisons, they are just ordinary intoxicating drugs. After taking them, people will either become so weak that they can no longer use their strength, or they will simply become drowsy."
"In addition." When Wei Tianyao said this, he saw that the three people, including Sheng Junqian, were listening attentively, and couldn't help but feel a little dumbfounded: "The one used to poison you is the machine, which belongs to the drama in these twelve bottles of medicine. poison."
"It's okay, I'm honest." Xue Ling nodded and smiled.
Then she laid out all twelve bottles of medicine in front of Wei Tianyao: "You have three chances to choose."
"Choose three bottles of medicine and take them."
"You can leave after you finish eating."
"Of course, if you are unlucky enough to take poison or be drugged, we will not kill you."
"Life or death is under your control."
"Of course, I think with your ability, as long as you can see the shape of the medicine and smell the smell of the medicine, you will be able to know what medicine you are taking."
"So, we set an additional rule."
"You select the three bottles of pills you want to take in one go, and then I will blindfold you, block your nose, and feed you these three pills in one go."
"What do you think?"
Xue Ling adjusted the positions of the twelve bottles of poison, and finally arranged them into a three by four array.
"Okay, now you can take your pick."
Wei Tianyao looked at the twelve bottles of medicine and couldn't help but pursed his lips.
Normally, a poison expert would only worry about not bringing enough poison with him and that the effect would not be poisonous enough when he goes out. He is the only one who can still carry a variety of poisons in a step-by-step manner according to their rarity.
Of course, as a pharmacist of hundreds of poisons, the so-called antidote on Wei Tianyao's body is not as much poison as the medicine for internal and external injuries combined. But now, he is a little annoyed as to why he brought three bottles of highly toxic poison.
As the saying goes, repay the other person with his own way. Only when you need to try your own poison will you regret why you are so ungrateful.
"I heard that there was a cruel official named Zhou Xing in ancient times." Xue Ling looked at Wei Tianyao and said quietly: "He is very good at using torture to torture ministers in the court so that they can confess their crimes. The emperor likes to use him very much, but his His behavior also caused a lot of dissatisfaction, and finally one day, the emperor planned to punish him, just like a cunning rabbit killed by a lackey."
"The person who punished him was another cruel official named Lai Junchen."
"He has worked with Zhou Xing for many years and knows that Zhou Xing is a cunning and treacherous person. It is very difficult for him to spit out his crimes."
"Therefore, he chose to set up a banquet at home to entertain Zhou Xing. During the banquet, he sighed and said that he had encountered a prisoner who refused to admit guilt. All the tortures had been exhausted, and he refused to use them."
"I don't know if Brother Zhou has any good ideas."
While Wei Tianyao looked at the porcelain bottle and selected the poison that might determine his fate, Xue Ling slowly told the story.
"And Zhou Xing thought for a moment and said with a sneer: This is not bad."
"You only need to prepare a big urn, let the prisoner sit in the urn, and then put charcoal fire around it and slowly heat it up. The prisoner will be burned inside and out, and he will feel himself being slowly dried out. At this time, even if he is asked to report his own Dad, he confessed."
"So Lai Junchen asked people to find a large pottery urn in front of Zhou Xing, put a charcoal fire around it, lit it, and then looked at Zhou Xing."
"His Majesty just ordered me to investigate your case of rebellion."
"Did you get in by yourself?"
"Or do you want me to tie you up and throw you in?"
"The results of it?"
Xue Ling smiled, but she stopped laughing halfway through.
"Zhou Xing plopped down and knelt on the ground, kowtowing and saying that he was willing to expose everything he knew."
"This story is called Entering the Urn." Xue Ling looked at Wei Tianyao: "This is a story my father often told me when he was still alive."
"I actually couldn't understand it before. Now when I can understand it, my father is no longer here."
"Now, your big jar is here."
Xue Ling tilted her head and smiled: "It's your turn to choose."
"Mr. Hundred Poison Pharmacist."
Wei Tianyao closed his eyes.
"The first one in the first row, the second one in the first row, the third one in the first row."
"Life and death matter."
"I won't pick any more."
