Therefore, Meng Shichen paced back and forth outside the empty room in the north courtyard, thinking about how to avoid the sight of the flower and take it down. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "Shang Junzhu, what you said is true? That flower ......"

Halfway through speaking, she stared at the door with a solemn expression.

Shang Junzhu said in Suihou Zhuli: "That flower is indeed different from before, and now it has penetrated Jia Zhongxiao's flesh and taken root in his head. Jia Zhongxiao has become an abandoned son of Teng Ling, and his poisoning by the Lingshan Sect should also be the last fight. ”

"Isn't it very likely that he knows that the boss next to him is the undead?" She frowned slightly.

Shang Junzhu snorted coldly: "He knows that it is not necessarily a bad thing, you just need to make that flower lose its meaning according to the method I said, and you can toss the rest of the things as you like." ”

Knowing that this girl would not give up, Shang Junzhu did not persuade her to stop. As long as she is safe, everything is well said.

She was about to say something, but the door on the opposite side suddenly opened, and Wei Bizhi appeared at the door and said, "Senior Sister Meng, I didn't expect to smoke that red flower according to the method you said, Jia Zhongxiao actually had snot and tears on his face." Looking at the way he looks, he should be almost unable to hold on. ”

It's time to pick up the flowers! Meng Shichen lifted the package at her feet and walked in, this was the sharp knife she found in the kitchen when Wei Bizhi was smoking flowers here, and the remaining hemp used to catch the medicine before.

According to Shang Junzhu's words, this is the standard configuration for taking flowers.

As soon as I entered the room, a slightly pungent smell came. She immediately covered her mouth and nose with a towel and said, "Senior Brother Wei, you can go to the kitchen and boil another pour of water and bring it over, just warm water." ”

Although Wei Bizhi was puzzled, he left the room without asking anything. After he left, Meng Shichen picked up the small fan and the smoking purple clay pot on the table and continued to fan the red flower on Jia Zhongxiao's head that was already dying.

More smoke came out, and the petals were faintly visible, and it seemed uncomfortable.

Jia Zhongxiao was tied to a chair with an acupoint, his eyes were covered with thick black cloth, and his mouth was gagged. He didn't know what was happening, he just breathed hard, and it was estimated that the sensing transmitted to him from this flower was mostly a fire message.

When all the petals were gone, she opened the package and took out the knife. The moment Jia Zhongxiao's hair was scattered, Meng Shichen gasped violently, the lines of the plant roots on the scalp were clearly visible, and she picked up his withered yellow hair and cut it off with a knife.

A moment later, almost half of Jia Zhongxiao's hair on his head was cut off by her. If it weren't for the poor technique, she would have scraped him off next to each other.

The blindfolded Jia Zhongxiao's body tensed and couldn't move in the dark, and beads of sweat rolled down. He could sense what someone was doing in his head, but he couldn't detect what that person was thinking, and he felt unwarranted fear.

But even so, Jia Zhongxiao's eyelids gradually became heavy, his thoughts struggled in a daze for a while, and he fell asleep peacefully with his head tilted.

After Jia Zhongxiao fell asleep, Meng Shichen summoned Shang Junzhu. She lit the candle flame, roasted the knife on the flame for a while, and then swallowed her saliva and looked at Shang Junzhu: "What you want to say is simple and easy to understand, the brain is very important, I don't want to become a murderer." ”

"You just have to do as I say, and promise to wait a while and you can pour a basin of cold water on him and continue the interrogation." Shang Junzhu floated behind Jia Zhongxiao and lowered his eyes to observe the vine spirit root system on his head.

"Looking at the trend of this flower, it will grow into his heart in less than half a month. Fuji Ling's other body shouldn't be able to support it for long. He analyzed and motioned for Meng Shichen to do it.

She took a deep breath, then stared intently at the roots, and the sharp knife quickly broke through the skin on the top of Jia Zhongxiao's head. With Shang Junzhu's guidance, Meng Shichen took flowers very quickly, and the root system did not entangle the nerves and blood vessels, so she directly pulled them out according to his words.

So, when Wei Bizhi came in with hot water, he saw such a scene: Meng Shichen's face was covered with blood, holding a blood-stained knife in one hand, and a red flower that was also stained with blood in the other. In front of her, a man with his scalp cut was tied.

"Little junior sister, what are you?" Wei Bizhi looked at her in a daze, as if he had bumpered into the scene of a murder.

Meng Shichen exhaled a long breath and grinned, "Take out the flowers, otherwise it can use Jia Zhongxiao's ears to steal our questions." It's not good to leak the news. With that, she walked over and immersed the whole flower in warm water.

Afterwards, Meng Shichen poured most of the boiling hemp into the water. After doing this, she took out the cloth strip in the package and bandaged Jia Zhongxiao's wounds, although there were many wounds on his head, they were all shallow and would not be fatal.

Wei Bizhi reacted and put down the wooden basin and said, "It turns out that the purpose of burning the ecstasy and rattan pepper is to stun this flower, and then secretly remove it?!" ”

"Well, this can cause the vine spirit to feel groggy both this flower and Jia Zhongxiao. In this way, when we take off the flower and put it in the hemp boiling powder, it will not notice anything unusual. ”

In this way, Jia Zhongxiao dares to tell the truth, right? She answered, but her subordinates did not stop for half a minute. Wei Bizhi looked at her blankly, and unconsciously, he reached over his sleeve to wipe the blood off her face.

Sensing his movements, Meng Shichen was stunned for a moment, and then smiled embarrassedly: "It must have been stained with blood when I wiped my sweat just now." As she spoke, she reflexively avoided Wei Bizhi's movements, picked up her sleeve and wiped it on her face.

Seeing her movements, Wei Bizhi chuckled in his heart, and immediately blushed: "I'm sorry, I was abrupt." ”

Before Meng Shichen could speak, he only heard Shang Junzhu next to him snort coldly: "What are you still talking nonsense here?" There's still a yard of people waiting for the results of the interrogation, can you not waste time? ”

"Brother Undead is very right." Wei Bizhi coughed lightly and straightened his face.

Although Meng Shichen was dissatisfied with his tone, he didn't say anything. After all, he's right, there's still a vote of people over there waiting to hear the results of the interrogation. "Senior brother, can you wake him up with martial arts?"

People are injured now, so she doesn't want to splash cold water on others, what if she has a high fever? It's easy to die in times like these!

"It should be fine." Wei Bizhi responded, walked behind Jia Zhongxiao, and pressed his palm against his back to urge internal breathing, but in a moment, beads of sweat came from Jia Zhongxiao's face. Neck leaching out.

He coughed violently a few times and woke up.

Seeing that his expression was clear, Meng Shichen moved the saffron soaked in the hemp boiling and put it in front of him, and she stepped on the stool like a little bully, pinching a handkerchief to wipe the blood-stained knife.