273 She doesn’t want to be the queen
273 She doesn’t want to be the queen
Meichan felt the fingers inside her body recede, and the man pressed her legs, raised his gun and was about to come. She closed her eyes in despair. When she heard Qing Yi's words, she opened her eyes suddenly and looked at it in disbelief. Tsing Yi holds the poisonous needle in her hand. . .
She recognized the poisonous needle.
Ye Qianxun used this poisonous needle to stir the water, and a large-scale plague broke out the next day, and hundreds of people died that night.
Just being stirred in water can do this, but if it sticks to a person...
Meichan had cold sweat on her forehead.
Ye Qianxun said to her last night: "Mei Chan, I know I have wronged you by doing this, but for the sake of the great cause, I have worked hard this time. When I sit on that person in the future, you and I will share the country. You will feel that it is hard this time." worth it."
Of course she won't believe this nonsense. The blood has been drained. How can it be a hard work?
After a person dies, what kind of country do you still share with him?
But he then said: "Tomorrow, I will ask the blood slave to open the hole smaller. It only takes one stick of incense to stop bleeding, and the sacrifice to heaven is over. I will save you when you come down."
He was affectionate at that time and she believed him.
Before the blood slave brought her out, he gave her a pill and said, "This is given to the wife by the leader. After taking it, the blood will flow more slowly, the bleeding will be less, and it will clot quickly."
She felt at ease and happily took the pill.
But after taking the pill, she soon found herself feeling weak. The blood slave explained that the medicine slowed down the blood flow, which would naturally make people a little weak.
She felt like a handful of sand had been thrown into her heart. She felt uncomfortable no matter what, but she still forced herself to believe it.
But before going on stage, the blood slave tapped her mute point, and her heart finally became cold.
Look at the wound on the ankle again. Blood is flowing out. How can the wound be much smaller than it was in the first month of the year?
All kinds of resentments converged at one place. There was no doubt about Qing Yi's words. She really thought that the blood slave was holding the poison needle to wait for the blood sacrifice. If she didn't die, he would give her another needle. As for sealing her mute point, it was to prevent her. After realizing Ye Qianxun's purpose, he publicly revealed everything Ye Qianxun had done over the years.
The needle Ye Qianxun gave to the blood slave had two purposes. One was to prick the two women in red when they were unprepared. The other purpose was to give Meichan a needle if she found out that she had other intentions. She added another shot.
Although it is not exactly what Qing Yi said, it is to give Meichan a patch of medicine after the sacrifice to the heaven, but it does have some meaning after all.
A flash of panic flashed in the blood slave's eyes, and he glanced at Meichan uneasily. He suddenly realized that he was too careful, and it was self-defeating.
Qiang argued: "You are talking nonsense, the leader is kind, how could you do such a thing."
Qing Yi made a strange 'huh' sound and said in an innocent tone, "It's Master Ye who wants you to kill Protector Mei Chan? Isn't Protector Mei Chan his wife?"
The blood slave's face changed and he said sternly: "You witch is talking nonsense. The leader is the most kind person in the world. How could you frame your own wife? Protector Mei Chan was willing to serve the heaven with her body in order to quell the anger of heaven. He and his wife If you are dedicated to the people, how can you allow a witch like you to destroy me at will?"
Qing Yi said 'Oh', "So, this needle was used on my sister?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone began to pay attention to the conversation on the side of the stage.
Everyone was dissatisfied with Ye Qianxun's avoidance and unwillingness to come out to face the new leader. After hearing this, some people couldn't help but become suspicious.
The blood slave immediately choked. What Qing Yi just said did not explicitly say that it was Ye Qianxun. He had fallen into the trap himself and blushed, "You slandered the leader and sow discord."
Qing Yi suddenly smiled, "Maybe it's both." He didn't allow him to argue anymore, his face turned cold, and he raised the poisonous needle in his hand, "If that's not the case, what are you doing with this poisonous needle?"
The blood slave's mind was racing, but for a moment, he couldn't think of any solution that would satisfy both, and he was frozen there.
This look on her face made Meichan even more convinced that Ye Qianxun wanted to kill her to silence her.
Feeling miserable and angry in his heart, unable to speak, his eyes like flying knives turned from Qing Yi to the blood slave.
Qing Yi put the needle under her nose and smelled it, then suddenly said: "Give me a bowl of water."
The people below didn't know why, but someone still hurriedly brought a bowl of water, and Qing Yi stirred the needle in the water.
By now, the blood slave has realized what Qing Yi is going to do.
If this bowl of water is given to a random person to drink, the plague will be self-defeating.
Suddenly attacking Qing Yi, the only way to control Qing Yi is as soon as possible. Even if he is suspected by the crowd, as long as the heavenly sacrifice is completed and the master comes forward, these things can naturally be settled.
Unexpectedly, just as he raised his hand, his elbow went numb and he could no longer lift it up.
At this time, Qing Yi tightened her grip on Feng Xueliang, approached the blood slave, and poured water into the blood slave from the bowl in her hand.
The blood slave's heart felt cold, his back felt cold, and he thought to himself: "It's over."
Qing Yi took out the poisonous needle, stepped back, stood three steps away from the blood slave, and looked at him with a smile.
After just a cup of tea, the blood slave began to feel cold, so cold that he couldn't help but gnash his teeth. After a while, red rashes began to appear on the skin on his face and hands. After a while, those red rashes began to fester.
All the symptoms are exactly the same as when you get the plague, but the onset time is shortened.
This situation stunned the people in the audience, and someone in the crowd shouted: "It's a plague, it's a plague."
Everyone in the audience quickly retreated.
"This is not a plague, it's poisoning." Qing Yi raised the poisonous needle in his hand, "It's the poison from the poisonous needle in my hand."
Yue Yue conjured a blood lotus on his fingertips and stepped onto the altar, "Those are not plagues. Ye Qianxun poisoned the water, and then delivered the antidote from house to house to win people's hearts. You guys. Ye Qianxun, who has been regarded as a god these years, is not the Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva who saves you from suffering, but the executioner who separates your flesh and blood, and separates the dark and the bright."
When February said this, he walked towards Meichan who was tied up on the altar. The believers who came on stage to indulge in sexual intercourse on behalf of God saw that the situation was not good and had already sneaked off the altar. February brushed open Meichan's dumb hole and looked at it coldly. He looked at Meichan and asked, "Am I right, Protector Meichan?"
Meichan had a hard time talking about it. If she admitted it, then she would be an accomplice in killing these people, and these people would never let her go.
But if she doesn't admit it, then she has to continue the heavenly sacrifice, and she will be tortured by these people until she bleeds to death.
However, her silence made the people below believe Qing Yi and Yue Yue's words a little more.
At this time someone shouted: "Look."
Everyone followed the sound and saw that the blood slave began to roll his eyes and twitch, and in the blink of an eye he was vomiting foam. It was obvious that he could not survive.
An old lady standing at the front suddenly cried: "My son and wife looked like this before they died."
A little girl next to her also started crying, "Your father and brother died in the same way."
Other people whose families had died from the plague came forward to testify.
Someone rushed up to the stage and grabbed Meichan's hair, "Did you poison the water?"
Meichan's scalp was numb with pain, and her fear of death suddenly surpassed everything else. She screamed: "It's none of my business, I just obey orders, everything is Ye Qianxun's fault..."
Since Ye Qianxun had put her in dire straits, she no longer had to defend that unfaithful person.
However, she is Ye Qianxun's wife, who would believe her words?
Angry curses were everywhere, and if it weren't for Yue Yue and Qing Yi still standing on the stage, someone would have rushed on stage to punch and kick Meichan.
Someone in the audience threw a stone at Meichan and shouted angrily: "I'll beat you to death, you idiot, to avenge my mother."
The people have been tortured by the plague and are exhausted mentally and physically. Suddenly they find that they have been deceived. Over the years, they have worshiped the executioners who killed their relatives as gods. All their grief turned into anger and hatred.
They all picked up rocks on the ground and threw them at Mei Chan, "Beat her to death, kill this executioner. Kill this bitch first, and then go to Ye Qianxun for revenge."
Big and small rocks came like rain. Qingyi looked at Yue Yue beside him. Yue Yue looked indifferently at Meichan, who was beaten to a bloody pulp, with a hint of pleasure in his eyes.
Qing Yi left February behind, walked down the altar silently, returned to the inn, packed up the chess pieces, and went back to his room to take a nap.
When I woke up, February and the eighth day of the lunar month had come back and cooked a table full of delicious food.
Qing Yi glanced at Er Yue, whose eyes were still red, and sat down at the table.
Chu Ba flatteringly handed the chopsticks to Yue Yue in person, "I made these all with my own hands. You might as well eat some."
February shook his head.
Qing Yi unceremoniously ate and drank on his own, and said quietly: "Is this the end of your hatred?"
Er Er suddenly looked up at her, "How is it possible? If Ye Qianxun doesn't die, my revenge will not be avenged."
Qing Yi said calmly: "You don't eat anything. Are you confident that you can swim on the water for two hours and still have the strength to kill Ye Qianxun?"
Chu Ba said anxiously: "She is in a bad mood, why should the girl continue to speak and stab her?"
Qing Yi stuffed a small bamboo shoot into his mouth, "In that case, I will go alone tonight."
February looked at Qing Yi for a while, then finally sat down at the table and took a big bite of rice.
After the meal, after a short rest, the three of them put on water rafts under their outer robes that were convenient for diving, and re-entered the secret passage to Ye Qianxun's hiding place.
When the three figures entered the secret passage, a low night noise came from behind the shade of the trees, "Since you have figured out the way, why don't you go there yourself and let her take risks?"
Xiao Hua turned around in the darkness, and the moonlight coated his face with a faint layer of brilliance, adding a touch of tenderness to his handsome face. "After this trip, February and Chuba will really fall in love with her. February and Chuba will give up on her." Although He Chuba's kung fu is not as good as Qing Yi's, in some aspects, he is invincible. The worse the situation, the more advantageous the two of them are. With the help of the two of them, Qing Yi will not fall to the ground no matter what. "
Ye looked at the well-covered hole in front of her and pursed her thin lips. Qing Yi had Xiao Hua's help to prevent her from falling to the ground.
He smiled bitterly, he and Qing Yi were no longer destined to be together. With Xiao Hua looking after Qing Yi, he could rest assured.
"She will risk everything for you. If you go and say soft words to her, she may not refuse to come back to you."
ps: The pink double event will end on the 7th. Girls have guaranteed pink tickets and hope to support Guoguo before the 7th. (To be continued.
