Ji Beichen didn't know Zhao Baier's duplicity. The two of them had different positions, and there was no right or wrong, so there was no harm in apologizing first: "It was my fault that I broke Brother Zhao's sword. I will pay you a favor some other time." Easy."
He felt that the two of them didn't know each other before fighting, so he wanted to help Zhao Baier forge another natal sword, just as a meeting gift.
"I'm not that stingy, I just promise you..." Hearing Ji Beichen's words, Zhao Bai'er was even more ashamed. If he loses, he loses. There is no one who loses in a fight and yells for someone to pay for their weapons.
In order to make the two of them feel at ease to force out the poison for Mu Qing, Bai Shi asked Zhao Ling'er to prepare a medicinal bath for the two of them. Taking a medicinal bath can resist the invasion of external poisons.
Xue San thought that it would be convenient for him to take care of the three of them, so he placed their bathtubs in Mu Qing's wing. The room was a little crowded for a while.
The medicinal bath required one night of soaking. Xue San called the housekeeper to take the others to the front yard to eat and rest, and called Xue's mother to bring the prepared meals.
Xue San knew that Ji Beichen had been busy all day and had not eaten three meals, so he specially asked Xue's mother to make some light and easy-to-digest food.
"They are all home-cooked food, Mr. Ji, try it. Although it is not as good as Chenji Restaurant, the taste is still good. Mr. Xue likes it very much!" Mother Xue smiled, obviously she was happy that Mu Qing could be cured.
After Mother Xue finished speaking, she quietly left. Ji Beichen thought it would be better to take a medicinal bath first, so he went behind the screen, took off his clothes and got into the tub. Zhao Baier did so without saying anything.
Xue San did not refuse the kindness of the two of them. He and his servants first put Mu Qing into the bathtub, then brought the food and stood beside Ji Beichen, preparing to feed him.
"Brother Xue San, you're welcome. I can just do it myself." Ji Beichen took the bowl and chopsticks from Xue San's hand and thanked him.
"I'm hungry too..." Zhao Bai'er muttered. He returned to the military camp at noon. Although he had food, he was busy explaining military affairs and had not eaten enough for half a day.
"General Zhao's share isn't ready yet, I'll go to the backyard to urge him!" After saying this, Xue turned around and went out, trotting all the way to the backyard dining room.
"Ahem..." As soon as Xue San went out, Mu Qing started coughing.
The violent coughing shook her body, causing Mu Qing's body to gradually tilt and sink into the water. Zhao Baier was shocked and quickly called the servants outside the door.
The three people's bathtubs were close to each other, and they could reach each other when they stood up. Ji Beichen was anxious for a moment, and stood up directly to help Mu Qing beside him.
The three of them were all naked from the waist down, wearing only tight-fitting trousers. When Ji Beichen stood up, Zhao Baier saw at a glance that there was a unique plum blossom birthmark on his waist.
"This...how is it possible!" Zhao Bai'er was stunned when he saw the birthmark, thinking that he was dazzled by the hot water.
The plum blossom birthmark is exactly the same as the one on his waist, and this special plum blossom birthmark is unique to the men of the Zhao family, and can only be passed down by the direct bloodline of the Zhao family, and cannot be obtained by collateral lines. How could he, a person with a foreign surname...
He remembered that his uncle once said that the Zhao family has special blood. They have the blood of the ancient God of War flowing in their bodies, and there is only one chosen God of War in each generation. This means that only one man in the Zhao family will inherit the blood of the God of War.
Now that the Zhao family's bloodline has withered, the direct bloodline has only been passed down to their family. In the previous generation of his family, his uncle inherited the birthmark, and in his generation he was the one who inherited the blood of the God of War. Could it be that this boy has a different relationship with the Zhao family?
Zhao Bai'er was confused at this time. There were only three people in the Zhao family of the previous generation, and his father was the only son. His uncle never married and regarded him as his own son and had no descendants. And the only aunt's descendant is his missing nephew, could it be...
Zhao Baier couldn't hold back his excitement and stood up from the tub. He wanted to see Ji Beichen's birthmark more clearly, but he accidentally slipped his foot and fell into the tub.
"General Zhao, are you... okay?" When Zhao Bai'er was thrashing in the bathtub, Xue San happened to come back with food. When he saw Zhao Bai'er falling into the water, he thought he had fainted from hunger, so he quickly stepped forward to help him up.
Zhao Bai'er wanted to see Ji Beichen's birthmark again, but when he looked up, he saw that the person had already sat back in the tub, missing the opportunity to check the birthmark.
Ji Beichen had just sat down and planned to continue eating. He reached out to pick up the bowl and met Zhao Baier's fiery gaze, which made him a little puzzled.
Even though they were both men, it was inevitable to be embarrassed when they were so close, naked, and stared at for a long time.
"Cough..." Ji Beichen coughed lightly in order to relieve the weird atmosphere.
Zhao Baier realized that he had lost his composure and hurriedly lowered his head to eat. He thought to himself that it was important to detoxify Mu Qing first, and then he and his father must confirm the matter with Ji Beichen.
A night of silence.
In the early morning of the next day, Baishi ordered Xue San to move the medicine buckets of the three of them and put the three of them into clean underwear. Bai Shi fed Ji Beichen and Zhao Bai'er each one of the detoxification pills he had prepared for oral use yesterday.
Baishi wanted to give Mu Qing acupuncture first, so Xue San took the two of them to wait in the wing next door.
This wing was next to Mu Qing's room. Ji Beichen thought it would be dirty if it hadn't been lived in for many years, but when he opened the door and walked in, he found it was very clean, even the bedding was new.
There are wooden swords and some boys' toys all over the wall, obviously prepared for children.
"This room is a bit special..." As soon as Zhao Baier came in, his normally bright eyes suddenly darkened.
He knew this place because there was a similar room at home, which his father prepared for the children of Sister Mu Ci's family...
"The wing room here is relatively close to the young master's room. You two can take a rest here."
He didn't know these past events, he only knew that in the past twelve years, other rooms did not need to be cleaned, but the young master specifically asked Mother Xue that this room must be cleaned every day.
Xue San previously felt that the wing room where the young master lived was too small, so he proposed to change the young master to a larger room. But the young master has always refused and must live here. He always saw the young master staring at the door opposite him in a daze. Although he didn't know why, he had a vague feeling that the young master was waiting for someone to return home.
Hearing what Zhao Bai'er said, Xue San's face also turned sideways, and Ji Beichen looked around carefully.
I saw wooden swords hanging all over the wall in the house. There were handicrafts sold in the market and unoiled handmade swords. Some of the swords were a bit rough in workmanship. They should have been made by the boy himself. Ji Beichen guessed that the boy must be very good. Like swords.
He strolled to the book desk again and looked at the calligraphy on the desk carefully. There is an unfinished copybook on the desk with two kinds of handwriting on it.
Ji Beichen had seen Mu Qing's handwriting, and among the rows of crooked characters next to him, Ji Beichen guessed that the boy who owned the room must have copied Mu Qing's handwriting.
Ji Beichen looked at the childish handwriting and suddenly remembered the scene where the head master forced him to practice calligraphy, and couldn't help but smile.
Seeing Ji Beichen's rare smile, Zhao Bai'er also ran over to join in the fun. When he saw the calligraphy on the desk, memories came to his mind, and he said casually: "Isn't this my nephew's calligraphy? Pfft... That day I was mocked for my ugly calligraphy, but it turned out that I really cared about it. I came to Brother Mu to practice it. The word is gone…”
He turned his head to look at Ji Beichen, wondering if the young man in front of him still remembered this? Where has he been these past twelve years?
Ji Beichen glanced at Zhao Bai'er, who was laughing at the boy's handwriting, and felt that Zhao Bai'er was a bit of an eyesore.
The crooked handwriting was obviously written by a young child. He didn't understand why a child who worked hard to make progress would be laughed at?
Seeing Ji Beichen's sudden change of expression, Zhao Bai'er smiled and did not dare to make another mistake.
The two of them stayed in the house for a short time before they were called back by Shiraishi. On the sandalwood bed, Mu Qing was lying there unconscious, with more than a hundred needles stuck all over his body, which made people feel distressed.
"The poison in the internal organs has been drawn out. It depends on you two to mobilize the true energy to pull it out!" Bai Shi stood in front of the bed and carefully covered Mu Qing with a thin quilt.
"The toxins are now attached to the skin and flesh. I have used silver needles to seal all the major points in Mu Qing to prevent the toxins from spreading back to the meridians. You two will inject the true energy into his body and use the true energy to hold the toxins away from him. The spine, and finally the toxins are excreted from the head…”
After Bai Shi finished speaking, he took a deep breath. Using this method to force out the poison was a helpless move. If it succeeded, there would be no more toxin left in Mu Qing's body. If it didn't work...
Ji Beichen had no experience in removing poisons with true energy. Zhao Bai'er had been walking in the military camp since he was a child, but he was familiar with the matter of removing poisons with true energy.
The two of them immediately decided that Zhao Bai'er would get close to Mu Qing and activate the Qi in his body. Ji Beichen was responsible for assisting Zhao Baier behind him. After the two agreed, they were ready to start.
Bai Shi was still a little worried. He felt that the poison would not be so simple, and there might be changes when the poison was removed, so he told Zhao Bai'er: "Bai'er must not rush in. This poison is unpredictable. I don't know what changes it will have when it encounters your true energy." , be careful!"
"Grandpa Shi, don't worry, we will successfully remove the poison!" Zhao Bai'er is confident in his own skills, and with many such experiences, he feels that he will succeed this time.
Bai Shi and Zhao Ling'er were afraid of an emergency, so they stood by and took antidote pills to prevent the poison from spreading.
Zhao Bai'er raised his right hand, put his palm against Mu Qing's chest, concentrated his energy, and began to inject true energy into his body.
It was relatively smooth at first, and there was no change when the toxins encountered the true energy. I saw the purple-red toxin in Mu Qing's body, supported by the zhenqi injected by Zhao Bai'er, traveling along the spine to the top of his head, and Mu Qing's head instantly emitted a purple mist.
"It's out, it's out!" Zhao Ling'er standing aside cheered softly with excitement.
Baishi signaled Ji Beichen to collect the poisonous gas. Ji Beichen quickly raised his right hand to output the true energy, condensing the poisonous gas. The poisonous gas slowly condensed into a ball in Ji Beichen's right hand.
All of a sudden, the energy in the room surged.
Although Zhao Ling'er was not a cultivator, she could still feel the true energy flowing back and forth on her cheeks. She did not feel uncomfortable at all, but felt very comfortable. At that moment, I thought to myself, if I use this Qi to force out the poison, Mu Qing shouldn't suffer too much pain. I think Grandpa Shi's trick is really good!
After working like this for a long time, Zhao Ling'er didn't feel that the poisonous gas in Mu Qing's body had dissipated. Instead, it gathered more and more, so he shouted in confusion: "Grandpa Shi, how much poisonous gas is in brother Mu's body, and why can't it be completely dissipated? "
Shiraishi shouted: "No!"
