Chapter 122: Life hangs by a thread
"How did you find Wang Li, you are just a little Zhaorong, where can you invite the royal court envoy. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info he was personally taught by the old doctor Hu who hung the pot to help the world, and he is also a master of medicine, how can he harm you. Jing Mo frowned and said, "You have offended someone in the palace." ”
"As you said, what kind of person is the envoy of the royal court, and who can command him but the queen mother? If you really want to say it, it can only be a virtual opportunity that has nothing to do with him. Lin Luo frowned, whispered, looked at Jingmo's eyes, and calmly analyzed.
"Imaginary, that maid beside the Empress Dowager Dezhuang?"
"That's right, but who is the Empress Dowager Dezhuang you are talking about, and how can she be like a god in your eyes." Lin Luo nodded, and then asked suspiciously.
"The Empress Dowager Dezhuang is really a strange woman. She was born in a reckless manner, and she was originally a bandit in the mountains. When the first emperor set out to conquer southern Xinjiang, he rescued the first emperor who was in danger of imprisonment and rescued the first emperor. The first emperor was emotionally attracted to her, brought her back to the harem, and was named empress. Since then, the heyday of the Daqing Dynasty began. After the death of the Empress Dowager Randezhuang, the first emperor became more and more extravagant, and Daqing was no longer what it used to be. Jingmo briefly told the life of the Empress Dowager Dezhuang.
Although the words are simple, it shows the extraordinary life of the Empress Dowager Dezhuang in front of Lin Luo's eyes. Lin Luo was silent for a while, the Empress Dowager Dezhuang would definitely not be a simple robber.
"The virtual machine is Dezhuang's personal maid, and she must also be Dezhuang's closed disciple. Inherited almost all the ideas of Dezhuang. It's unlikely that she's so faithful to you. Jingmo continued, touching Lin Luo's forehead with his hand. Lin Luo's forehead was a little hot, it was too warm here. Her body should not be able to stand it.
"No, I think the virtual machine is sincere to me. It won't hurt me. Lin Luo whispered, as if he was a little stunned. Jingmo looked at Lin Luo's appearance and hurriedly took Lin Luo's other hand.
After diagnosing the pulse, Lin Luo was already a little confused. The toxins in her body began to haunt her, and Jingmo hurriedly picked up Lin Luo and put him on the bed. I opened the bookshelf and rushed out.
"Zhang Qingjiu, come here. Lin Luo had an accident. Zhiyou, go down and pick some Jingmo grass. Jingmo shouted loudly. When Zhang Qingjiu heard this, he hurriedly got up, and regardless of his own pain, he ran in in a hurry.
When Zhiyou heard this, he quickly took the veil, covered his face, turned over and flew down.
The two men rushed to the inner room, and Lin Luo's whole body turned red, as if he had measles. Seeing this, Zhang Qingjiu hurriedly sealed Lin Luo's acupuncture points with his hand, in order to prevent the spread of the toxin.
"What's wrong with her?" Zhang Qingjiu asked hurriedly, opened the fan, and there were hundreds of silver needles hidden in it. Zhang Qingjiu took out the needle in the fan and quickly pierced it on Lin Luo's arm and the middle of the person.
"There's something wrong with your house." Zhang Qingjiu only reacted after he finished pricking the needle. He took out a candle from his bosom, which was different from the one that Jingmo had in his hand before. This candle is golden, and Zhang Qingjiu lit the candle in his hand. I saw that red particles gradually appeared in the house, floating in the air.
Seeing this, Jingmo's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly covered Lin Luo's mouth and nose.
"Are you brainless, I've sealed the acupuncture points, and she can't smell it anymore." Zhang Qingjiu said disgustedly and put the candle on the table.
"What I just gave you, take it out." Zhang Qingjiu continued to command. Jingmo also quickly took out the long and narrow box.
"Do you really want to use this thing, its efficacy is not stable yet. Don't take any chances. Jingmo handed the box to Zhang Qingjiu with some hesitation and said worriedly.
"She will die nine times for the rest of her life, and if she doesn't use it, she will definitely die. What are you waiting for! Zhang Qingjiu urged in a low voice and snatched the box in Jingmo's hand. Such a good thing, I didn't expect it to come in handy so quickly. ”
With that, Zhang Qingjiu opened the box. I saw a blue-green grass with a lot of whiskers growing on it. The whisker floated slowly, as if it were alive.
Zhang Qingjiu pierced Fang Cai's silver needle into the grass, and the whiskers on the grass quickly drooped. The whole thing gradually turned brown. This grass is no more than the size of a palm. Zhang Qingjiu stuffed the grass in his hand directly into Lin Luo's mouth.
"Zhiyu, give it to me." Jingmo took the plant in Zhiyou's hand, quickly crushed it, and put it on Lin Luo's forehead.
After tossing like this, Lin Luo finally stopped trembling. Although he still has a fever on his body, the pimples on his body have disappeared a lot.
"Okay, Jingmo, it's useless for you to look at it. I can't wake up even when I look at her. Zhiyou, do you still have Jingmo grass? Zhang Qingjiu beat his waist, sighed heavily, and sat heavily on the couch beside him. But Fang Cai's wound stung him violently, and he jumped up and roared loudly.
"No, you have to use it yourself." Zhiyou spread his hand and said indifferently. "What's wrong with Miss Lin?"
"Poisoned, and very poisonous." Jing Mo frowned, his eyes did not take a penny off Lin Luo.
"How can this be, Miss Lin has been here all the time. I went out to soak in the hot springs, and I never went anywhere else. Zhiyou muttered quietly, but reminded Jingmo.
Jingmo suddenly seemed to remember something, pulled Zhang Qingjiu up and rushed outside. Before poor Zhang Qingjiu could clean up the wound on his buttocks, he was pulled out by Jing Mo, and he was almost a waste.
In the inner room, only Zhi You and Lin Luo were left. Zhiyou walked in gently, looked at Lin Luo's face, and sat down with a wry smile.
"Why you?" Zhiyou whispered, Lin Luo closed his eyes tightly, as if he was struggling with something. Zhiyou suddenly wanted to speak, she stretched out her hand and touched Lin Luo's arm, but there was no other movement, she got up and went out. Closing the bookshelf, he flew out with Jingmo.
Jingmo pulled Zhang Qingjiu to the hot spring, Zhang Qingjiu stumbled and almost fell into the hot spring, if it weren't for Jingmo pulling Zhang Qingjiu's clothes, I was afraid that Zhang Qingjiu would become a wet beautiful man today.
"Qingjiu, let's see if there is that kind of poison in this hot spring." Jingmo asked hurriedly.
"No way, that poison can't be hidden in warm water. When it gets hot, it loses its effectiveness. Zhang Qingjiu hurriedly shook his head, "What a mess are you, you forgot everything the master taught." ”
"But Lin Luo has only been exposed to this water in the past few days, you can try it first." Jingmo refused to compromise and forced Zhang Qingjiu to check.
Zhang Qingjiu couldn't, so he had to take out the candle in his arms again, light it and put it into the water.
The candle was so strange that it did not go out when it saw the water, but sank to the bottom of the water, emitting a faint light.
(To be continued.) )