Chapter Forty-Seven: Dead Again

The old doctor groaned and beckoned to the apprentice: "Take them to see the palace doctor." ”

The apprentice led them all the way to the infirmary.

There is a rule in the Danxin Medical Center, the more doctors inside, the higher the fee, and correspondingly, the medical skills are more sophisticated.

As the leader of the Scorpion Gang, he must be looking for the best doctor.

Sure enough, the apprentice stopped at the innermost door.

"Doctor Gong likes to be quiet, you can be quiet when you go in. ”

The two nodded, the old man is like this, he likes to stay quietly on the rattan chair and bask in the sun, he has a loud voice, but he hates others to speak loudly.

Pushing open the door, you will see a pear blossom wood table, the sun shines through the half-hung gauze curtains, sprinkled on the tabletop, and the corners of the table are placed with delicate vases and a few blooming autumn chrysanthemums.

In the middle of the table, pale yellow rice paper is spread, and a half-drawn peach blossom jumps on the paper, as if it still has a fragrance.

A green screen was erected behind it, and the sound of light footsteps came from behind it.

"This old man is quite elegant. Ning Zizhi muttered quietly.

"Doctor Gong, we..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a beautiful woman in a pink gauze skirt walk out, and it turned out to be Gong Lizhu, who had a one-sided relationship.

Ning Zi's words turned to his mouth: "Thief, we can be regarded as finding you." ”

Gong Lizhu said strangely: "Thief?"

"As soon as you met, you stole my heart!"

Quiet –

Fang Xile: ......

It's so embarrassing, they won't be thrown out!

"Poof"

Gong Lizhu covered her mouth and chuckled, her good-looking eyebrows and eyes curled: "This Taoist chief is really interesting." ”

Fang Xile: "Yes, yes, he just likes to joke, ha, haha." ”

"Thank you for saving each other last time!"

"Girl, save your life, when... Ahh

Fang Xile stepped on him hard and said, "Doctor Gong, we are here this time because we have something to inquire. ”

"What's the matter? ”

"Gang Master Feng is sick, did he ask you for treatment?"

"Exactly. ”

"I don't know what kind of disease Gang Master Feng is born of, and what medicine is needed to cure it?"

Gong Lizhu hesitated: "This..."

"It's not a secret, we are from the county king's mansion, responsible for investigating the case, two people were dug out of their hearts because of this matter, and we asked the palace doctor to tell the truth. ”

Gong Lizhu nodded: "Gang Leader Feng is not sick, but poisoned." ”

"Poisoned?"

"Well, if you want to detoxify, you need a lot of medicinal herbs, including honeysuckle for 30 yuan, wild chrysanthemum for 20 yuan... A canopy grass, 10 dollars of Coptis chinensis..."

"Wait, you said a canopy grass?"

"Exactly, what's wrong?"

"I surmise that yesterday's killer was trying to snatch the canopy grass. Fang Xile narrowed his eyes and said.

Gong Lizhu exclaimed: "How can this be?"

"The murderer is trying to prevent the Feng Gang from curing the disease. Doctor Gong, you've been treating the gang leader for a while in the Scorpion Gang, have you noticed that something is wrong?"

Gong Lizhu shook her head: "I can't think of it." ”

"So, it's troublesome Doctor Gong!"

"It's okay," Gong Lizhu smiled, bright and moving: "When I see my sister, I feel kind, my sister can call me Lizhu." ”

Ning Zizhi hurriedly shouted, "Lizhu!"

Fang Xile: →_→

......

The Prince's Mansion

Crystal elbow, pineapple shrimp, steamed crucian carp...... The food is served like water.

Fang Xile and Ning Zi hiccuped and collapsed on the chair without any image.

Mantou is still fighting.

"Your brother, how can you eat so much?"

Ning Zi's eyes were round, and his mouth grew into an O-shape.

Fang Xile glanced at him: "I haven't seen it before." ”

Hao Dayou took a pot of harvest and put it in the middle of the table, and said with a smile: "It's good to be able to eat, it's a blessing to be able to eat." ”

He is the head chef of the county king's mansion, he is not tall and fat, and his whole person is square.

He has a five-layer cultivation of cyclone, but he loves to cook, and he throws the knife fast and slippery with both hands, which is used to cut vegetables, in his words, in this world, only food and diners can not live up to it.

Originally, he only cooked for Qin Yuchuan, or when there was a banquet in the county king's mansion, he would come forward to show his hand.

But the steamed buns somehow fit his temperament, so when Fang Xile came to the county palace, he would bring the steamed buns, in order to rub the rice.

"Have you heard, something happened to the citron today. ”

Citron is an incense shop, selling balsam gouache, not far from the county king's mansion.

The boss, Mrs. Chai, is also a freak, a martial artist in the late stage of the cyclone, who can exist in a famous town and a county, but guards a small shop and concocts various spices.

However, it is not without advantages, that is, the people who go to the store dare not bargain with her, and their peers dare not compete with her for business.

Fang Xile and Ning Ziyi ran around outside today, and they really haven't heard of it.

In ancient times, there were no telephones, no newspapers, and all news was passed on by word of mouth, which was very slow.

"What's wrong?"

"Mrs. Chai, someone killed!"

"Huh?" Fang Xile looked surprised, who could kill a late cyclone, and for what?

"I heard that it was dismembered, the body was cut into pieces, and thrown in different places, and the internal organs have not been found until now, and it is estimated that they were taken away by wild dogs. ”

"So miserable?"

Someone cheered, and Hao Dayou talked more about it: "You don't know, the things behind are even more bizarre." ”

"What's the matter?"

Fang Xile asked.

Hao Dayou lowered his voice: "In the basement of Mrs. Chai's shop, there are several corpses, all of which have been skinned, and there is a large cauldron in the middle, boiling human skins, and the boiled water is collected to make balsam. ”

Ning Zi pressed his stomach, and when he heard such news as soon as he was full, he was not very comfortable.

Hao Dayou was a little embarrassed, both were martial artists in the late stage of the cyclone, and the two naturally dealt with each other, but he didn't expect that Mrs. Chai, who looked noble and elegant, was actually a murderer, and her killing methods were so perverted.

"Everyone said that this was the man who was killed, and he turned into a ghost to get revenge. ”

It's another homicide case, and the county town of Xichuan has been really lively recently.

If it was a ghost thing, presumably Bao Chun would come to them.

Speak of the devil.

The next person came to report the news, saying that he was arresting the head and asked to see him outside the door.

Fang Xile and Ning Zizhi glanced at each other, and they were going to be busy again.