Shocked by this, Su Shi looked at his master, Jiang Langting bowed slightly, thinking that both of them had a guess: poisoning?

Ah Cheng cried: "So the son is wronged." ”

Su Shi was curious: "Why did you only say this to me?" Why don't you go to the eldest son? They're brothers! ”

Ah Cheng couldn't help but sigh: "It's really a brother, but he treats his son very coldly." I have served the second son for nearly ten years, and I feel that the eldest son is not only cold in the face, but also cold in the heart. It's only my stupid master who thinks it's a brother who depends on each other", he said resentfully: "Fang Fang had an accident, and the eldest prince also went to the Zhizhou Mansion a few times, and now he is busy with business." You see: is it money that matters, or is it brother who matters? Poor my master must have thought that he had broken his leg to save him, alas, it was really a shame for the heavens, and the earth for not being spiritual. ”

When Su Shi heard this, he was also anxious, but Jiang Langting remained silent as usual.

She walked over and shook Master's sleeve and said, "Master, you have listened, save him." ”

Jiang Langting was really anxious about Long Yinzi, and he didn't do his own thing, so he was not happy to go in at all at this time. But even if he didn't want to, Su Shi was able to grind him patiently, she knelt down and said, "You also know that at this moment, Zhao Jingxian's life is hanging by a thread. Besides, Mrs. Zhao is described as poisoned, let's take a look. ”

Jiang Langting refused, took his package and was about to go out, Su Shi hurriedly ran over and hugged him from behind: "Master, it's only you, save him", a warm body had already been pasted up from behind, so excited that he stretched his whole body into a straight line, and his heartbeat was thumping in his chest.

Su Shi was so close to him, and he didn't take the initiative at such a moment, Jiang Langting almost indulged in this soft embrace, but when he thought that such intimacy was for a nasty man, his heart fell into the ice hole again.

"Master, Master", his throat was tight, his heart was like a needle, and he didn't dare to look back at Su Shi's pleading eyes - he knew that Su Shi would give him what he wanted. is such an alternating torment of ice and fire, but he can't say the word "no".

Su Shi hugged him sullenly and didn't move, but Jiang Langting's heart had already crossed thousands of rivers and mountains, and the vicissitudes of life. He only felt that the sun was too dazzling this morning, and it blew his head up; The words of a good apprentice are gentle, but they are like a sharp knife on their hearts.

"Well, I'll go with you to find out. Alas, I'm always very helpless with you. ”

Su Shi was very happy when she heard the first half of the sentence, but after listening to the second half of the sentence, her nose was sore, her heart was warm, and she also made up her mind: she must listen to the master's words in the future, and never embarrass him again. But this thought was only for a moment, and in the future, she gave Jiang Langting a headache, as if Jiang Langting had borne all the disasters she gave since they met.

So until night, there were only one or two juniors left in the mourning hall, and the others took turns to rest.

Jiang Langting hugged Su Shi and jumped onto the wall of Zhao Mansion, Su Shi leaned on his arms and didn't dare to come out, suddenly a drop of mist fell on her neck, she twitched slightly, and then she felt that Jiang Langting hugged herself tighter, and a young man's chest burned her hot, and no one could see it in the shadow of the tree, she quietly blushed.

Ah Cheng waved his hand, and the pair of master and apprentice floated down from the wall. The three of them hurried to the mourning hall. I saw the candle flame blown by the wind flickering and flickering, reflecting the plain white of the house, emitting a seeping light. The vermilion lacquer coffin facing the door of the house looked even more weird, and Su Shi felt that his hairs were about to stand up.

Jiang Langting lit incense and threw it into the mourning hall, and the two people who guarded the spirit were silent. He lit their sleeping holes, making sure nothing went wrong before walking to the coffin.

He asked Su Shi to wait far away, but Su Shi refused, so the three of them surrounded, Jiang Langting held his hand with cohesion, and with a slight pat, the coffin lid jumped up and fell to the ground a few feet away. The wind carried the smell of dead man's carrion into the noses of the three of them, and Su Shi vomited.

Ah Cheng took the candlestick and shone it on Mrs. Zhao's face, which was as open as a steamed bun, and a trace of the original beauty could be vaguely seen. A pair of eyes were not closed, revealing a thin slit, and you could see the faded eyes inside, and the corners of the eyes were still stained with brown oil.

He wore a blue and red flower Guanyin pocket on his head, a hairpin full of hairpin rings, a red and green cardigan on his upper body, and a light blue skirt that grew to his feet, all nailed with streamers and tied with slipknots. White cloth socks on the feet, small shoes with green gold thread, and a lotus pattern in the middle of the shoes.

On the head and feet rests a pair of Ruyi lotus pillows: like an ingot, with a round pocket in the middle of the two sides, just where the head is placed. The façade is a yellow feather with a lotus flower embroidered on it and a gold thread along the edges. The red face is all red feathers, as well as the gyro quilt, embroidered Sanskrit scripture week, is really bright and dazzling, colorful.

Zhao clasped his hands on his abdomen, seemingly very peaceful—but when he looked at the nostrils, they were indeed all black as Ah Cheng said.

Jiang Langting took a needle and pierced her neck, and when he took it out again, he saw a layer of blue and black solidified on it, he sniffed it under his nose, and was about to touch it with his hand, Su Shi hurriedly stopped it, but he smiled slightly: "It's okay, I can make drugs and test drugs myself, this body can afford it." ”

A fingertip flashed blue light under the moon, and Jiang Langting said to himself: "What a ruthless heart! ”

It turns out that this is a rare hanging scorpion venom in the rivers and lakes!

This chronic poison is colorless and odorless, and it is really difficult to distinguish between them when it melts into the tea, and it is only when it is taken daily for a few months that it can be as bloodstained and gray as it is now.

It is said to be poisonous because it seeps into the blood, which can cause the blood to gradually clump and make people die and come back to life.

The name "hanging life" is because this poison will not kill people immediately. Once you take it, it is like an addiction, and the dose will be greater than one day at a time, and if you don't take it one day, you will be delirious, and life is worse than death.

In a situation like Mrs. Zhao, I am afraid that after ten days of serving, the blood vessels will be empty, and there are dry lumps piled up everywhere.

When Ah Cheng heard this, he sighed: "I can't complain that my wife can't get out of bed for several months." In the days before the accident, he was no longer human. It's just that if she really pushed it as Childe said, then why did she die of black blood in her nostrils? ”

Jiang Langting frowned, and stretched out his hand to the slipknot on the female corpse's shroud. Su Shi was shocked and asked, "What are you doing here?" ”

But he kept in his hands and said, "Didn't you see? Untie her clothes. ”