Chapter 17: The Poison Needle
At the beginning, in fact, Yang Muxiao didn't learn how to use poison well, which is what she regrets the most.
Now it seems that it can be remedied.
"Is the water ready? When you're done, come in with me. It's poisonous, it's very important......"
Before Grandpa Xia started nagging, Yang Muxiao hurriedly followed.
In her original world, there are two things she is most afraid of: Zhou Jun doesn't want her anymore, but she starts nagging again.
Seeing that Yang Muxiao was so obedient this time, Grandpa Xia was in a very good mood: "Count you as a little girl, and you still have some conscience." ”
Xia Qing went out to study with his parents, so in school, the professor was like Xia Qing's own grandfather.
And now, because everyone treats Yang Muxiao as a fool, Grandpa Xia can also be regarded as Yang Muxiao's relative.
However, Yang Muxiao's mind was not on Grandpa Xia, but had already floated to a set of poisonous needles in front of her.
"Grandpa, isn't this poisonous needle very dangerous?"
A picture suddenly flashed in Yang Muxiao's mind: The professor picked up the poisonous needles and told Xia Qing that these poisonous needles were very powerful and could be used for self-defense.
As he spoke, he also sued Xia Qing for some methods of using poisonous needles.
When Yang Muxiao was still Xia Qing, the professor only taught her how to use poison needles, and did not tell her how to make poison needles.
The professor seemed to have something unspeakable, but this made Xia Qing particularly curious.
Now, she has become Yang Muxiao, and she can finally learn how to make zuò poison needles.
"Little girl, grandpa won't tell sù how to make a poisonous needle. These poisonous needles are very toxic, and should never be used until the last resort. ”
Grandpa Xia sighed, but still didn't tell Yang Muxiao, what should I do with this poisonous needle.
This is a secret, Yang Muxiao doesn't know, but it will be more beneficial to her.
Little girl, didn't grandpa hide it from you on purpose...... If Yang Muxiaoan kept to herself, maybe, the thing that made her regret in the future would not have happened.
It's a pity that Yang Muxiao is at most a little smarter, and he can't predict the prophet, so there will be the tragedy later.
However, that was a long time later...... "Hey, if you don't sue sù, I won't sue me." I don't want to know, okay? ”
Yang Muxiao saw that the plan was in vain, and he was naturally very depressed.
However, since she could learn poison art again, she was naturally willing.
Yang Muxiao's little abacus in her heart sounded: with her ingenuity, she would definitely be able to pass through the guò poison needle and discover how it was made.
"You dead girl, don't take the idea of poison injections. If you want it, I will naturally give it to you, you can come and ask me when you run out, but you must not make your own zuò, otherwise it will ......"
Grandpa Xia didn't continue.
But what he meant was obvious.
Finding out that Grandpa Xia was in a bad mood, Yang Muxiao quickly changed his words and said, "Oh, I don't want to learn how to make zuò poison needles." Grandpa, don't be angry! ”
"Little girl, grandpa didn't joke with you. Remember what you said today, don't go for a poison needle! ”
Grandpa Xia's face softened a little, but it wasn't much better.
He was still not reassured, but what could he do?
A qiē still depends on Yang Muxiao's own.
Grandpa Xia's warning, Yang Muxiao naturally won't take it to heart.
Therefore, although it is not Yang Muxiao's fault, Yang Muxiao is still responsible.
However, Yang Muxiao's character has always been like this, she just listened to Grandpa Xia.
In other words, things probably won't change much, right?
"Come here, grandpa will teach you how to use a poison needle."
Using the technique of poison needle, even if Yang Muxiao had already learned it once, she still wanted to learn it again to consolidate it.