The poison saint looked at Mu Yunge and Zhang Ying running over in a panic, and he didn't know where the basket in his hand had been lost, and he was a little surprised: "Did you meet a wolf?" ”

"Not a wolf." Mu Yunge looked at the forest behind him in horror: "It's a ghost." ”

"Ghosts?"

The Poison Saint raised his eyebrows and smiled, "How is it possible?" Where did you see that? ”

Zhang Ying took a sip of tea and suppressed the fear in his heart: "Just below the poisonous weeds, Yun Ge picked up the poisonous weeds, and a skeleton slowly rose. ”

"It can't be a ghost." The poison saint has lived here for a long time, and if there is a ghost, he has already encountered it: "Maybe the soil has loosened, you have picked the grass on it, and you have taken away some soil, and the things buried under it will come out." ”

Mu Yunge shook his head, obviously not believing the words of the Poison Sage: "The loose soil is not like that, and when I picked the grass, it was clear that the soil was solid. ”

The Poison Saint stood up and said, "Since you are all afraid, if you don't figure out this matter, you won't be at ease living here." As he spoke, he beckoned Xiaoyi to come over and help him continue to make medicine.

"Where did you see the hell, take me there."

Zhang Ying refused to go again, and in desperation, Mu Yunge took the poisonous saint and returned to the place where the poisonous weeds were found: "This is it." ”

Mu Yunge's voice trembled a little as he spoke, and his body shrank and hid behind the poison saint.

The poison saint comforted her, walked over and grabbed the skeleton's head and took it out: "That's what you're talking about?" This is a monkey's head, not a human head, what are you afraid of? ”

After saying that, the poison saint found a place to dig a pit and buried his head in it.

"Maybe there is some fierce beast in the forest that has eaten the monkey." The poison saint patted the soil on his body and walked back with Mu Yunge: "Xiaoyi and I have lived here for many years, and there are no ghosts in this place at all. ”

As they walked, a man suddenly appeared behind them, quietly watching them.

The Poison Saint felt the gaze and chuckled. Without waiting for Mu Yunge to ask the reason, a silver needle in the poison saint's hand flew out, and the person behind him immediately fell to the ground.

"In my territory, you dare to be presumptuous?"

The poison saint said, walked over and grabbed the man's collar: "I'll just say how can a monkey's skull suddenly appear in this forest, I'm afraid it's made of this shaft." ”

This man had been poisoned by the poison saint, and his face turned blue and he couldn't speak. The Poison Saint dragged his clothes back to the hut.

Zhang Ying saw that the Poison Saint actually brought someone back, and turned his questioning eyes to Mu Yunge: "Who is this person?" ”

"Then we'll have to ask him, we don't know." The poison saint took a rope and tied this man, and then detoxified him: "Say, what are you here for?" ”

"The little one is just passing by, and I didn't inadvertently disturb the adult, please spare my life!"

How could the poison saint believe his nonsense, wiped it on his waist, and found a hidden weapon sleeve and a poison needle: "Yo, it's still a poison person who passes by." Otherwise, you compare with me, and if you cure my poison, I will let you go. ”

After speaking, regardless of whether the person agreed or not, he took a needle from Xiaoyi's hand and pricked it on this person at will.

"This poison is called a stick of incense, and if you don't take the antidote within the time of a stick of incense, your whole body will fester and die." The poison saint put the needle back in Xiao Yi's hand and looked at this person for a long time.

"How? Do you want to talk about the purpose of coming here, or do you want to find an antidote yourself? ”

Xiao Yi watched the joke from the side, and interjected to threaten this person: "Master's poison, except for Master, no one can solve it." ”

"The ulceration process takes seven days and seven nights, and you will feel the whole process slowly and without fainting." Mu Yunge concluded that this person had bad intentions, and also put pressure on him: "Think about it carefully, whether that person is worth it for you to suffer so much for him." ”

This man had a frightened look on his face, and his spirit seemed to be a little broken: "I said, I said, it was King Yong'an who sent me over, saying that he wanted to scare the princess out of her soul." ”

Zhang Ying flattened his mouth: "What?" This princess is so scary? ”

"King Yong'an, I guess it's him." Mu Yunge clenched his fists and said fiercely: "This King Yong'an is a dog skin plaster, why can't he be shaken off anywhere?" The ghost lingers. ”

Seeing that they didn't mean to detoxify themselves, the man cautiously asked, "Princess, the poisonous ...... on the villain's body?"

"You're not poisonous." Several people said in unison.

Mu Yunge picked up the silver needle funny: "What a stick of incense, it's all made up." This needle is an ordinary silver needle, it has not been quenched at all, it is funny, you are still serious. ”

"Yes." Xiao Yi stuck out his tongue at him and said with a smile: "Our master is not so hasty in naming the poison. A stick of incense, hahahaha, this name doesn't sound like a poisonous name, right? ”

Hearing the truth, this person's face turned red and white: "You lied to me!" ”

Mu Yunge has been coaxed by the Poison Saint and Xiaoyi for the past few days, and said disapprerovingly: "What, do you really want to try a poison?" It's okay, sister, I'll satisfy you. ”

After speaking, he took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve, opened his mouth and poured it in.

"Ahem." He looked at Mu Yunge viciously, if his eyes could turn into knives, Mu Yunge would have been stabbed by him a thousand times: "What did you give me to drink?" ”

Mu Yunge took the bottle and said lightly: "White water." ”

"Nonsense!"

He frowned: "This strange smell, how can it be white water." ”

Before he could finish speaking, a pain in his abdomen interrupted his train of thought. The abdominal pain was abnormal, and the pain was so bad that his face was covered with beads of sweat, and it didn't take long for the sweat to wet his clothes.

"In the end...... What is it? He gasped and asked, "Don't coax me, it's not white water." ”

Mu Yunge played with the porcelain bottle and said intently: "Of course it's not white water, how can white water alone satisfy your desire to be poisoned, I added something to it." ”

"What?"

"Laxatives." Mu Yunge threw the porcelain bottle into his arms, and entered the hut without heading: "You play slowly, my sister won't accompany you." ”

Watching Mu Yunge leave, the other three also showed an unfathomable smile at him and left the place.

He began to regret why he couldn't think about it so much and went to King Yong'an. It's not terrible to die, it's terrible to fall into the hands of this group of people.

It's worse than dead.

Compared with the unbearable abdominal pain, he is more afraid of the true effect of laxatives.

Mu Yunge restrained his smile, comforted Zhang Ying and said, "Now you don't have to be afraid, the matter has come to light, it is man-made, not a ghost." ”

Zhang Ying nodded: "But I'm still a little scared, after all, ......"