Chapter 63: Evil Thoughts

In the attic, Murong Hong and Song Haitao looked at each other and secretly competed, but Murong Qing was sitting on the side eating the pastries brought by Song Zilan, and talking and laughing with Song Zilan and Su Muchun, not remembering that he was about to be beaten just now.

"Ahem......"

Murong Hong coughed lightly, as if reminding Murong Qing to pay attention to his image, and as if he was brushing up on his sense of existence.

Murong Qing didn't hear it because she was chatting with the two, and now Murong Hong was embarrassed.

The anger in his heart that had just been suppressed rushed up, and he felt that if this evil fire did not come out, he would feel uncomfortable all over, so a very naïve thought came out of his heart......

"Murong Qing, your son and I have back pain."

"Poof......

"Ahem, cough, cough, ......"

Murong Qing heard her father's angry and childish roar, and all the pastries she ate in her mouth squirted out, choking her for a long time, and she kept beating her chest with her little hands.

Seeing this, Su Muchun hurriedly gave Murong Qing a smooth back, while Song Zilan helped pour water.

Murong Qing drank a few mouthfuls of water before suppressing the cough, and looked back at Murong Hong, whose face was dark.

Murong Hong also felt a little naïve after saying this, and couldn't help but move the corners of his mouth. If you say it, the water that goes out, it's impossible to take it back, and it's worth putting it down.

Murong Qing was helpless, ran to Murong Hong, and said with a smile, "Father is not angry, father is not angry, daughter will rub you." ”

"Hmm!"

Murong Hong nodded with satisfaction, and looked at Song Haitao with great enjoyment, with a provocative meaning in his eyes.

Song Haitao took a sip of tea and said, "Hey...... It's good to have a daughter, and the daughter is the father's intimate little padded jacket. ”

Murong Hong was very useful to Song Haitao's words, but Song Zilan lay down for no reason, looked at his father with resentful eyes and said, "You and your mother will give me another sister!" ”

“……”

Song Haitao finished speaking, glared back at his son with a dark face, turned his head and picked up the teacup casually, and took a sip of tea to hide the embarrassment on his face.

When Murong Qing heard the conversation between the father and son, she was about to burst out laughing, and the strength of her hand to pinch Murong Hong's waist also became light and heavy with her silent laughter.

Murong Hong asked Murong Qing to pinch his waist purely to show his daughter, but now that the goal has been achieved, his heart is much more comfortable, the corners of his mouth are slightly curved, and he looks at Song Haitao proudly and showing off.

Song Haitao ignored it, turned the conversation to the point, and said with a straight face, "Qing'er, I heard that you took the little beast from the old man?" ”

Murong Qing nodded, "Hmm!" ”

"Huh?"

"yes, what about the furballs?"

Speaking of the hairball, Murong Qing suddenly remembered that she hadn't seen it since the morning, which made Murong Qing suspicious.

"Su Muchun, didn't you see the hairball either?"

As he spoke, Murong Qing was about to get up to look for the hairball, but he felt a darkness in front of him, and then the world was spinning.

"Qing'er!"

"Qing'er!"

……

Murong Hong was the closest, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to catch Murong Qing, who was about to fall, and Song Haitao's father and son and Su Muchun also came over to check.

Murong Qing's dizziness was only for a moment, and he was not unconscious, which made several people breathe a sigh of relief.

Murong Hong said with a face full of self-reproach, "Blame me, blame me." ”

Murong Qing pretended to be nothing and said with a smile, "The father is also for the good of his daughter, and the daughter understands it." ”

Seeing such an empathetic Murong Qing, Murong Hong felt deeply guilty, the tiger's eyes contained crystals, his lips were pursed, his beard trembled slightly, and in a trance, he seemed to see Murong Qing's mother, Song, looking at him with complaining eyes.

Song Haitao seemed to see Murong Hong's thoughts, and hurriedly said, "Don't talk about this yet, let Qing'er see it." ”

Murong Qing did not refuse this time, and obediently stretched out her hand.

Song Haitao was engrossed in checking Murong Qing's pulse, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly quieted down, and the eyes of several people were all staring at Song Haitao and Murong Qing.

As soon as Song Haitao's hand touched Murong Qing's slender and cold wrist, he felt that something was wrong, his face was solemn, and his brows were tightly locked.

Suddenly.

When Song Haitao let go of Murong Qing's hand, stroked his beard and asked, "Qing'er, have you been taking the medicine I gave you?" ”

As soon as he said this, the atmosphere in the room became tense again, and several people all looked at Murong Qing.

Murong Qing nodded: "I eat every day!" ”

Song Haitao pondered for a moment and looked at Song Zilan meaningfully.

Song Zilan nodded, got up and walked out.

His move made both Murong Hong and Su Muchun puzzled.

Su Muchun asked, "Doctor Song, what's going on?" ”

Murong Hong also said, "That's right, big brother, what's going on?" Tell me about it! ”

Song Haitao glanced at Murong Qing and said, "I'm talking when Zilan comes back." ”

"Father, I found it."

After a while, Song Zilan held a round black thing the size of a fingernail in her hand and handed it to Song Haitao.

Song Haitao looked at it carefully, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, but his expression was a little different, and then he looked at it carefully before saying, "Wood stacks grass." ”

"What does the wood stack grass do?"

Hearing Song Haitao say the name of this thing, Murong Hong and Su Muchun asked in unison.

Song Haitao glanced at the crowd and gave an explanation, "Wood stacked grass grows in hot and humid areas, it burns colorless and tasteless, there will be a faint green smoke, you will not find it if you don't pay attention, although the toxicity is not strong, its effect is that it can inhibit the effect of the medicine I gave to Qing'er, and it can prompt the poison to attack quickly." ”

Song Haitao glanced at Murong Qing again and said, "The dizziness just now is only ......."

"Whoosh!"

"Be careful!"

Before Song Haitao's words were finished, he felt that someone pushed him, and at the same time, a white shadow flashed in front of him, and there was a slight pain in his neck.

Song Haitao immediately broke out in a cold sweat, if he hadn't been pushed, he might have been killed on the spot.

"Father's ......"

It was his son Song Zilan who pushed Song Haitao, and it was Song Zilan who acted fast enough that Song Haitao was able to save this little life, otherwise he would have gone to report to Lord Yan at this time.

Song Zilan helped to check the wound, but fortunately, it was only a skin injury, and it was fine to take some medicine to stop the bleeding.

"Woo, woo, woo......"

"Furballs?"

Murong Qing looked at the little guy in surprise, not understanding why it suddenly attacked Song Haitao.

When everyone looked at the furball, they were attracted by what it was holding in its mouth. In its mouth was a scorpion with a black and shiny body, the size of an adult's palm, and its six legs were glowing green, which was highly poisonous at a glance.

The hairball held the scorpion's inverted horse hook, and guarded Murong Qing with his whole body guarded, staring at Song Haitao with a fierce light, a threatening warning in his mouth, making a posture that could attack at any time, staring at him vigilantly,

Song Haitao was attracted to the scorpion the moment he saw it, and his face showed excitement that was difficult to hide.

He forgot the thrilling scene just now, didn't care about his injuries, and put aside Song Zilan's hand to drug him and wanted to step forward.

Seeing this, Murong Qing hurriedly comforted Maoqiu, "Good Maoqiu, he is an uncle and his own family, and he will not harm me." ”

Hearing this, Maoqiu reluctantly put away his offensive posture, and his eyes were still staring at Song Haitao vigilantly.

Murong Qing saw Song Haitao's intentions, hurriedly picked up the hairball, teased it with his hand, and asked for the contents in its mouth.

Maoqiu was originally going to give this thing to Murong Qing, but as soon as it entered the door, it smelled the smell of wood and grass, thinking that Song Haitao was going to harm Murong Qing, so he launched an attack on him.

Now Murong Qing asked it for something in its mouth, of course it was willing to give it, and put it in Murong Qing's hand as if offering a treasure, and the scorpion's mouth actually moved when it left the hairball.

Seeing this, Song Haitao's face changed instantly, and he stepped forward and knocked the scorpion from Murong Qing's hand to the ground.

"Humph!"

Maoqiu was very dissatisfied with this, and stared at Song Haitao with unkind eyes, as if he was accusing Song Haitao of being nosy.

Song Haitao said with palpitations: "It's dangerous, it's dangerous!" Then he said, "Go get the jar and put it away, I'm going to take it back and study it." ”

"No!"

This kind of thing can only be done by Song Zilan, he slowly stepped forward with a bamboo tube, and before he could make a move, the scorpion quickly crawled to the side, and then erected an inverted horse hook to attack it.

Maoqiu stared at Song Zilan with big black eyes, with full disdain in his eyes, and jumped from Murong Qing to the scorpion.

The scorpion saw that the furball was still holding its horse hook high, and wanted to attack the furball, but its body retreated honestly.

The furball disdainfully used its little furry paws to quickly touch the scorpion a few times, and the scorpion immediately recognized and curled up in a ball.

"Humph!"

Maoqiu looked at Song Zilan with a smug look, Song Zilan was speechless about this, he was a dignified seven-foot man, and he was actually despised by a little beast.

Ay......

Despise and despise!

Who makes the family not an ordinary little beast!

Song Zilan carefully put the scorpion into the bamboo tube and handed it to Song Haitao.

Song Haitao looked at the scorpion for a while, closed the lid with the ventilation hole, and then looked at the hairball, with a trace of greed in his eyes.

"Humph!"

The hairball was uncomfortable when he looked at it, and it exploded in an instant, jumped onto Murong Qing's shoulder, and looked at Song Haitao with a bright claw hook.

"Hehehe......"

Song Haitao smiled awkwardly and turned his head away, but his eyes did not leave the hairball, and everyone laughed out loud when they saw this scene.

Murong Qing took the hairball off his shoulder, saying that it was to take it, but it was better to drag it down.

Maoqiu was a little reluctant to be held in Murong Qing's arms, but its eyes were still staring at Song Haitao vigilantly, for fear that Song Haitao would plot against it.

"Hahahaha......"

Murong Qing covered her mouth and smiled, looked at the hairball dotingly, and said, "Uncle, do you know the origin of the hairball?" ”

Song Haitao shook his head, but said with certainty, "Although I don't know what kind of beast it is, I know that its saliva has a miraculous effect on detoxification." ”

"Huh?"

His words aroused a lot of questioning and inquiring eyes.

Song Haitao smiled helplessly and said, "It's my lifesaver!" “

Song Haitao looked at the hairball and recalled the past, and said slowly to everyone, "Many years ago, when I was picking a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, I was injured by the poison of the guarding Ganoderma lucidum, and the antidote pill on my body did not have much effect on this poison. ”

Song Haitao's eyes were soft, and he said with gratitude: "If it hadn't licked my wounds from the poison, I'm afraid I would have become a pile of dry bones by now." ”

"Humph!"

At this time, Murong Qing understood why Maoqiu lived in the Song family's vault, and he was safe and sound when he ate the gold to his heart's content, it turned out that he was kind to the Song family!

The others looked at Murong Qing with envious eyes, the saliva of the hairball can detoxify the strange poison, which means that she has an invincible talisman!

Song Haitao said again: "I just wanted a few drops of its saliva just now, go back and study it to see if I can cure the poison on Qing'er's body." ”

Speaking of the hairball's saliva, Murong Qing remembered that she hadn't seen the hairball's excrement yet!

Murong Qing stared at the hairball thoughtfully and said, "You said you eat gold...... What can be pulled? ”

"Humph!"

Maoqiu seemed to see the evil in Murong Qing's thoughts, the white hair on his neck stood upside down, and he jumped out of Murong Qing's arms with a strange scream.

(Lao Tzu is a public, can you let this girl watch the film casually?)

Hmph)