The night was like ink, there was rolling thunder rumbling in the sky, and after a while, the wind was blowing, and the raindrops the size of beans crackled and smashed on Ling Caiwei and Yan Feiying.

"Drive, drive. Ling Caiwei whipped her horsewhip fiercely and galloped towards Baiyun Town in the face of the wind and rain.

"You can't be fine. Brother Ying, I won't let you have any problems. Brother Ying. ”

Yan Feiying seemed unconscious, and no matter how she shouted, he couldn't react.

When Yusuo helped Ling Caiwei carry Yan Feiying into the door, he saw that Ling Caiwei's face was full of water stains. I couldn't tell if it was rain or tears.

Yan Feiying was lying on the bed, her Taoist robe soaking wet, and water droplets kept dripping on the ground.

Ling Caiwei pressed his wrist to take the pulse, but Yusuo stopped her.

"You go and change your clothes and take off my beard. I look at it and my heart is blocked. I'll cure his poison. ”

Ling Caiwei glanced at Yan Feiying on the bed uneasily, and Yusuo pushed her away.

"Your mother's medical skills are all taught by me, didn't she mention it to you?"

Ling Caiwei looked at the beardless Yusuo in front of her in disbelief, and seemed to be younger. It turned out that he was his mother's master, and there were so many unknowns about him that she was shocked by every answer.

"Well, I don't know. That's your mother's temper. If there's something to say, go and change your clothes. If he delays any longer, he will really be hopeless. ”

Ling Caiwei turned around and left, and went back to the room to remove her makeup and change her wet clothes.

When she came back, Yan Feiying's wet clothes had been taken off, her shoulders were exposed, two poisonous needles were pulled out and placed on the table, and the small wound in the eye of the needle was cut by Yusuo with a knife, and some brown powder was sprinkled on it, which was slowly seeping into the skin. But his face was still blue.

Yusuo handed half of the painting on Yan Feiying's body to Ling Caiwei, the painting was stained with water, and one corner of the painting became blurred.

Ling Caiwei glanced at Yusuo, and the indescribable helplessness and bitterness in her heart. The things that were fortunate to have been obtained by so much turned out, forget it, everything has creation, and what she is most worried about at this moment is Yan Feiying's safety.

"What's wrong with him? No, he won't die, right?" Ling Caiwei hung the painting on the table, sat next to Yan Feiying, and looked at him blankly. A pair of big smart eyes instantly filled with tears. If something happens to him, she will have a troubled conscience for the rest of her life.

"You're doing a great job. If you had pulled out the needle at that time, the wound would have been sealed by the wind, and he would have died. Fortunately, I got a few true inheritances from your mother, and I know how to be measured, so hurry up and bring the Linglan Grass you bought a few days ago. ”

Ling Caiwei was stunned and hurriedly went to get the herbs. Linglancao was the last time she went to Diancheng to meet Yan Feiying, she bought it from an inconspicuous pharmacy at a high price.

This herb itself is poisonous, and she originally wanted to use it to refine poison, so she has been hiding it in the dark. Unexpectedly, things couldn't escape the eyes of Shi Shuzu, and she only stayed in this pharmacy for a few days, and even her family background was revealed.

Ling Caiwei pounded the herbs and ginseng slices into juice according to his request, and Yusuo instructed her to take seven drops of hot blood from the fingertips of her right middle finger, mix them in the medicinal juice, stir them evenly, and apply them to Yan Feiying's wound. Apply it three times a day and heal after seven days.

Ling Caiwei treated Yan Feiying's wound as he requested, and bandaged him well, and when she saw that the sweat on his head was gradually receding, she asked her question.

"Uncle Shi, why do you want to use my fingertips to warm blood?"

The fisherman was busy, and his body was a little tired, so he sat on a chair by the window to rest. He had already guessed that she would ask this question, and habitually brushed the beard on his chest, but he grabbed it empty, and his smile froze instantly. The stinky girl took advantage of him when he was drunk, and she was as clever as her mother.

"Girl, has your hand been bitten by an imperial scorpion?"

Ling Caiwei heard him mention the Imperial Scorpion, and remembered the scene when Mo Chenyan forced her to drink the bowl of blood water, and her stomach churned.

"Not only was it bitten, but I swallowed all its internal organs. Ling Caiwei wondered how she had forgotten about his vicious behavior when she was beside her. Otherwise, he will be enslaved even more fiercely.

Yusuo's eyes flashed, and he nodded and smiled: "It seems that the person who gave you this thing must care about you very much." ”

Ling Caiwei thought about the details of getting along with Mo Chenyan on weekdays, and only felt that the two of them didn't talk much on weekdays, and they knew each other very tacitly in what they did. Maybe for the sake of her being his apprentice, Mo Chenyan would occasionally let her vexatious troubles go. As for whether she cared or not, she didn't dare to say.

"That imperial scorpion has been raised for not a hundred years but sixty years, and it is fed with finger blood by people with strong internal strength, and its blood has long been no blue of its own, but the same blood color as a human. You were bitten by it, and you were originally poisoned, but you ate its flesh and blood by mistake, dissolved the toxins in your body, not to mention absorbing and transforming its toxins, and had a physique that was invulnerable to all poisons, and your internal strength also increased. Don't you feel like you're going to burst out with power once in a while?"

It turned out that Mo Chenyan was not punishing her for pinching his imperial scorpion to death that day, but to save her! The belated touching that was broken by Yu Suo made Ling Caiwei suddenly miss the Mo Chenyan who let her call and drink on weekdays.

"Uncle Shi is saying that my blood can detoxify?" Ling Caiwei looked at Yan Feiying, who was still unconscious on the bed, and an indescribable excitement rose in her heart.

"It's not just a detox, it's a poison. The fisherman smiled. It seems that after several confirmations, he can finally say the purpose of this trip.

Ling Caiwei is still immersed in the excitement of the changes in her body, no wonder she feels handy when she practices the Holy Maiden's Heart Sutra, there is always a force to support her, and the problem of cold hands and feet since she was a child has also been improved. It turned out to be a blessing in disguise.

Seeing the joy on her face, the fisherman groaned slightly, and finally explained the purpose of his coming to her.

The brass ring was originally a hidden thing. They were found from the sacrificial altar when Ling Feng was young when he led his team to exterminate a primitive tribe that had invaded and defended the country.

The box with the brass ring was blood-colored and engraved with a string of scriptures, and an older general reminded him that the box might be engraved with a spell from the tribe, and that he only knew that one of the symbols on it meant a curse.

Some people suggested that they should open it and look at it, and some people suggested that they should not touch such evil things.

Ling Feng was in his prime, and he had won several major battles on the battlefield, but he did not believe in the curse, so he asked someone to split the wooden box and found that there were four copper rings inside, and a book was pressed under the copper rings.

He was not interested in anything outside of his body, but he developed a liking for books. asked someone to take a look, and it turned out to be the lost ancient art of war, "The Art of War". He couldn't put it down, so he put it away himself, and as for the copper ring, he thought that things were ordinary, so he asked his subordinates to put them away first.

Who knew that on the day the copper rings were brought back to the barracks, several people who had come into contact with them died inexplicably. The death was quite terrifying, the deceased festered all over his body, and the seven orifices bled to death.

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Brothers and sisters who read books, it's Monday, and Youyou is going to be cheeky to ask you for recommendation votes again. If you love me, go straight to it. Youyou turns the backstage every day, looking forward to your true love direct investment. Thank you.

(To be continued.) )