- While Cen Chi was talking, she struggled to sit up, but in the end it was in vain.

Only then did he realize that the little red pill that Fang Wu had given him was probably only stimulating his physical potential, not a healing effect. The strangely colored pill kept him awake for a while, and made him feel good about himself, and most of the sharp pain in his body seemed to disappear, as if all his injuries had been healed in an instant.

But this is not the case, the physical strength has not recovered, and the kind of relief that I feel mentally is just an illusion of anesthesia created by the little red pill.

He began coughing up blood from the colics under his ribs, and until now, the amount of blood in his body has been terrifyingly large, which can be recovered in half an hour. His actual physical condition at this time should be that he can't even lift his fingers.

For a moment, Cen Chi questioned Fang Wu's motive for giving him that little red pill, but soon, this doubt was erased from his heart again.

After today's incident, he can be regarded as owing Fang no favor, no matter whether he can survive afterwards, he should not speculate about each other at this time.

When Fang Wu heard Cen Chi's words, he also had a moment of doubt in his heart, but after thinking about it carefully, he didn't feel that Cen Chi had taken the initiative to poison him, and this doubt naturally dissipated.

Just before Gao Qian came upstairs, he and Cen Chi drank at the same table and ate two jars of wine, but the wine he drank was freshly opened sealing mud. Even if Cen Chi can reach the sky with his hands, he can't buy the workers of the wine shop in Shakou County. I can't reach the network, and I can't have time to do it.

Then there is only one possibility of accidental injury.

After today's incident, Fang Wu and Cen Chi can be regarded as having a friendship of life and death. Although this friendship is formed by a passive opportunity. But no matter what, it will still be deeper than the mutual trust of ordinary friends. Under the premise of such trust, some suspicions will only be rootless duckweed, which can be easily erased.

For Cen Chi's prompt, Fang Wu didn't immediately ask where the antidote was, but after thinking for a moment, he suddenly said, "Is it the jar of wine that Gao Qian took away from you?"

After Gao Qian dragged away half a jar of wine in Cen Chi's hand before, he didn't accompany him to drink it as he said. Instead, he poured this half jar of wine on Fang Wu's face as cold water. At that time, Gao Qian didn't know that Fang Wu was pretending to be drunk, and pouring wine was just to make him sober up.

Fang Wu remembered that he licked the corners of his wet mouth at that time, but he never thought that it was just a few drops of poisonous wine, and the toxicity would be so great!

He looked at Cen Chi again. His eyes were even more frightened, and he said in a deep voice: "In order to kill someone, you are so harmful to yourself?"

"No, I was poisoned when the dog went upstairs." Cen Chi tugged at the corners of his lips and smiled, and at this moment he had only the strength to move his face. "But...... I didn't have the antidote with me. ”

"Seeing that you are determined to kill someone, you are really afraid." Fang Wu reached out and stroked his chest, gradually coughing. said indifferently: "However, Gao Qian's usual intervention in your life is too careful, and it probably won't work if you want to prevent him from hiding something, and it's helpless to do it without an antidote by your side."

"You must have been splashed with poisoned wine. If there is no antidote, other methods should be used to reduce toxicity. Cen Chi took a breath, and then slowly spoke, explaining the poison and dilution methods he had applied to the wine.

After listening to Cen Chi's explanation, Fang Wu didn't immediately do what he said, but said with a smile: "It turns out that it's just such a little poison, it's okay." It's important to treat you first. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he set out to tear Cen Chi's sleeve.

Cen Chi had actually already realized that the little red pill that Fang Wu gave him just now might not have much to do with detoxification, but at this time, his behavior of not tearing his sleeve was even more incomprehensible.

However, he didn't have much strength to stop this now, so he could only move his mouthpiece and ask in a low voice, "Haven't you prepared an antidote to the toxins left in my body a long time ago?" But the medicine you just gave me is very unfamiliar, what is it?"

"I can't say what kind of medicine it is, because that medicine was sent by Xiao Kuang, and he will never harm you." Fang Wu's movements paused for a moment, and he thought about it and said slowly: "Now I recall the advice in the letter he sent with Yao, you are worthy of being your fellow senior brother, and you know you well enough than others."

"yes, I learned that you even hid the medicine from me." Cen Chi sighed softly, and suddenly frowned.

Seeing his frowning and enduring the pain, Fang Wu realized that it was his action of tearing his sleeves that affected a hidden wound somewhere on his body, and reached out to brush him a few times, and soon found out what the problem was.

"If I hadn't been here today, not only would you not be able to kill the high dive, but you would have folded in first." Fang Wu's fingers touched the broken bone under Cen Chi's ribs, and quickly let go again, "You guys were so close just now, if he pulls out the dagger a moment ago, you will be the one who will be stabbed to death." ”

"Dogs, just think about their master's orders." As Fang Wujiang released his slightly pressed fingers, Cen Chi gradually relaxed his frowning brows, and said lightly: "For you and me, at that time, the first thing that comes to mind is to kill the opponent and save yourself."

"The surname Gao is also a loyal heart, but you don't agree with his master." Fang Wu sighed slightly, he wanted to look sideways at the gradually cold corpse on the floor of the room, but this was just a flash of his thought after all, because the person in front of him who needed to be treated immediately was more important.

"Originally, the toxins in your body were charged very well, so you took it to solve your doubts and gradually dissipate them, but now your situation is special, the toxicity spreads, and the re-medication is slow. I'm going to use a silver needle to pull out the poison from your acupuncture point, this practice is very harmful to your body, and the process is extremely painful, but this is the only way I can think of now, you can bear with it! ”

Fang Wu twisted the fabric he tore from Cen Chi's sleeve into a thick rope, and then stuffed it into Cen Chi's mouth to prevent him from crushing his teeth from the pain of pulling out the poison, and then said, "In the process of pulling out the poison, you must always stay awake...... I think with your temperament, you should be able to endure it. ”

Cen Chi nodded.

Fang Wu no longer hesitated, spread out his palm and brushed it towards the silver needle cloth bag on the side.

……

The endless pain brought a tumbling dizziness, Cen Chi couldn't feel that he was twitching all over, he was already paralyzed by pain.

But he remembered what Fang Wu had told him before the needle, so he gritted his teeth and opened his eyes, keeping his mind clear. The rope he had put in his mouth was already wet, and seemed to be about to be bitten through by his teeth. He wasn't aware of this.

His physical sensations were numb, and he could only clearly feel his spiritual world because he was trying to support his senses.

He felt as if he had become a dragon on the cusp of the storm, the waves crashing against him from all sides, and he had no barrier to lean on. Rao is like this, he still has to keep his body steady and not be photographed on the waves. Because he has an intuition in his consciousness: once he falls, it will be endless silence!

However, the rough seas are only a prelude.

The waves that swept up from under your feet were followed by lightning falling overhead!

Every time he was struck by this lightning, he felt as if a tendon had been pulled out, a bone had been pulled out, and he wanted to tremble in pain, but he didn't seem to have the strength to tremble.

Pulling out the poison, pulling out the poison...... This is to pull out the poison, this is to pull out his muscles and bones, and eventually turn him into a puddle of rotten flesh and soft mud......

He didn't know how long he had lasted, and his consciousness finally blurred from his eyes to the depths of his mind. He wasn't sure if he had passed out, for the blurred vision before him had gradually changed, but still had a clear outline.

He saw a mountain with a few thatched huts on the mountainside, and a cliff behind the thatched huts.

A clear spring falls from the top of the cliff, and the spring water scrapes over the craggy rocks of the cliff wall, making a loud noise. The water falling from a high altitude hits the deep pool below the cliff, and the water splashes and foams, and the water vapor does not disperse. The vegetation around the waterhole is perennially warm and humid, and the petals and leaves are clear and shiny.

He obviously felt that his position at the moment was still far away from the mountainside, but the grass huts, cliffs, flying springs, flowers and plants on the mountainside...... and gave him a sense of familiarity close at hand.

It's a very contradictory feeling.

But he didn't have time to dwell on the reason for this paradox, for he soon found three boys kneeling side by side on the front of the hut, which drew most of his attention.

Two of the three boys had grown into teenagers, and even when they knelt on the ground, their backs were straight, and there was not the slightest cowardice that children showed when they were punished for their mistakes.

Only a boy kneeling on the far left was about five or six years old, with his head bowed and sobbing. And he Huo Ran saw the familiar outline clearly from the face of the youngest child among the three!

This child is exactly what he was when he was five years old.

……

"Senior brother, Senior Brother Cen has just arrived, and he is so young, you should be more tolerant of him." In the thatched hut, a young man in a gray and white cotton shirt stood at the table with his back bowed, and said slowly while carefully comparing a few pieces of torn scraps of paper spread out on the table.

His words were clearly addressed to the young man sitting on the other side of the table.

The young man sitting at the table was carelessly pounding paste, and he was dressed in a pale cyan cotton suit, which not only made him straight, but also made his face look cold at a glance.

The young man in the green shirt slowed down his hand holding the wooden pestle and pounding the paste, his eyes pointed to the thick pile of shredded paper in the corner of the table, and said lightly: "If he tears up other notes, I can forgive him, but this one is the only one...... Hmph, if you can't fight it back, I won't forgive him! ”

The white-shirted young man straightened his back when he heard this, looked sideways and said, "Shouldn't you put it up yourself?" What do you want me to do with the paste?"

"Change it." The young man in the green shirt did not hesitate to put down the urn containing the paste and stood up.

ps: The poor junior brother is hallucinating, and the second half of this chapter will continue to read the next chapter, that's it......

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