Seeing that Aunt Zhang finally spit out the filth in her mouth, her face slowly became ruddy, and her body was no longer stiff, Gongsun Yu relieved herself; picked up the child who was put aside, and did the same thing, until the child vomited and cried quietly, Gongsun Yu wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and took out a blank paper to prescribe a prescription for them.

The child is not deeply poisoned because of the lack of food, and it will be fine if she spit it out, Aunt Zhang is in trouble, because she eats too much, the poisonous juice has invaded her lungs, although Gongsun Yu helped her force out some, but she still has to take medicine for a period of time, and it can only be solved by lying in bed for seven days and seven nights!

The doctor of the medical hall took the prescription he prescribed, and was shocked at first glance, among which the drugs are mainly poisonous and cold, supplemented by the medicine of sexual peace and sweetness, which is obviously a prescription for fighting poison with poison; If you can't accurately grasp the amount of poison, it will aggravate the patient's condition, and even hurt your life, and then you will not be able to save the Daluo immortals! However, this son's skills are sharp, he is decisive, and he can detoxify the poison effortlessly, and after a while, the poisoned person has a ruddy face and breathing, which shows that his medical skills are excellent, unlike those who have no appearance! Thinking of this, the doctor didn't dare to have any more concerns, and hurriedly grabbed the medicine.

It's just that if he knows that Gongsun Yu is a well-known "poisonous enemy immortal" on the rivers and lakes, I don't know how the old doctor with a goatee and a wrinkled face should feel? Because there is no distinction between medicine and poison here, no matter whether it is flat, cold, or hot, it can be made into poison!

"It's a mandala!" Gongsun Yu raised his hand to stop Wei Yan, Long Tian, and the villagers who cared about the ancestors and grandchildren of the Zhang family behind him, "The poison on their bodies has almost been resolved, what they need now is to rest, let's go outside and say, don't disturb them!" ”

"Mandala? I have heard of this poison, it is produced in the Western Regions, and when I traveled around before, I have been to the Shu Kingdom in the southwest, which borders the Western Regions, and I can always see so many people from the Western Regions who are strangely dressed, with hooked noses and deep eye sockets; It's just that how could this poison spread to Shengjing, and almost poisoned the two ancestors and grandchildren of the Zhang family? When Wei Yan heard that it was a mandala, his face changed in an instant, mandala is a kind of flower and plant that is poisonous all over the body, among which the toxicity of seeds is particularly prominent, and a little contamination will kill people.

"This is nothing unusual, Shengjing is the busiest capital in Yueguo, densely populated, merchants are like clouds, dotted everywhere, it is not difficult to spend some money to get a mandala!" Gongsun Yudao, with his experience in making drugs, no one knows better than him where to get these treasures.

"This is obviously someone deliberately murdered, may I ask who is delivering food to Aunt Zhang today?" Wei Yan had already preliminarily deduced the poisoning process of Aunt Zhang, and shouted loudly.

The crowd was suddenly silent, no one wanted to admit that they did it, everyone you push me, I push you, and finally squeezed out a short woman, lowered her head, didn't dare to look at Wei Yan's eyes, and snorted: "Yes, it's me ......"

"You poisoned it?" Wei Yan said deliberately.

"It's not! My lord, I didn't, it's not me, it's not me......" The woman panicked for a while, and raised her head, she just kindly handed Aunt Zhang a bowl to eat, how could it become her poison? The woman was so anxious that she almost cried.

"Okay, just kidding you, you just have to tell me who else is present when you deliver food to Aunt Zhang, I won't wronged you!" Wei Yan saw that he was scared a lot, and hurriedly appeased him.

"Fan, Fan Xianggong is also there, when I went in, I heard them arguing about something, as soon as they saw me, they were silent, I couldn't bother, I put down my meal and left, I don't know what happened after that." The woman recalls the scene.

"Which Fan Xianggong?"

"Fan Rubai, Fan Xianggong." Seeing that Wei Yan's face suddenly changed, the woman whispered.

"Sure enough, it's him!" Wei Yan narrowed his narrow eyes, glanced at Long Tian, and then ordered: "Gongsun Yu, this place will be handed over to you, I don't care what method you use, you must ensure that the ancestors and grandchildren of the Zhang family are safe!" After saying that, he and the dragon poured a gust of wind and left, drove a light skill, ran wildly on the road, and pointed directly at Fan Rubai's house!

It's just that they hurried and came a step too late, the door of Fan Rubai's house was closed, and the building was empty, so how could there be his shadow.

Wei Yan pushed open the wooden door with 10,000 characters wearing flowers, and inside was an ordinary courtyard house, antique, and the hollow carved wooden windows were gray, and it could be seen that the lacquer on it was mottled, and it was obviously some age; From a distance, the main hall hangs a vigorous and straight "Plum Bamboo Picture", plum blossoms stand proudly in the cold snow, facing the warm winter sun, absorbing a little warmth; The green bamboo soars into the sky, the high wind and bright knots, the whole article is thick and colorful, and the light brush outlines the petals, calyxes and stamens are cleverly distinguished, creating a kind of spatial expansion and change; The painter is magnificent, and it seems to be at his fingertips, and the painting is ethereal and beautiful!

Wei Yan was deeply attracted by this painting, and sighed that Fan Rubai was really a good seedling for poetry and painting, judging from the artistic conception in his paintings, if he participated in the imperial examination, he would definitely be able to come out on top!

Wei Yan looked at it carefully, and there were two lines of poetry splashed next to "Plum Bamboo Picture":

Autumn plum and spring snow are also real and illusory

Burning bamboo Xinghan whispered and lingered a few sentiments

There seemed to be no one else in this courtyard except Fan Rubai, and Wei Yan didn't know where his parents were or who else was in the family.

Suddenly, I heard a short shout: "Brother Wei, come here, there is a discovery here!" "It turned out to be Long Tilt who came in with him.

Wei Yan heard the cry and strode out, heading straight to the source of the sound: the East House.

Lift the plain and elegant pale red curtain, the fat powder of the daughter's house is blowing in the face, the simple shelf bed, the incense quilt soft pillow, the Qiluo bed curtain, vertically down, a small dresser at the head of the bed, all kinds of rouge gouache on it, the red bead hairpin is placed on it, look carefully, it is actually covered with a layer of fine dust, obviously the owner of the room has not used it for a long time.

To Wei Yan's shock, there was a brand-new tablet in the woman's bedroom, which was stamped with the six big characters of "Fan Forsythia's Spirit Position", incense was burned on the desk, and two plates of fruit were very fresh, and it seemed that someone carefully replaced and cleaned it every day; Wei Yan noticed that the right corner of the desk was badly worn, and there were still a few scratches on it, all kinds of signs showed that this person missed the deceased person very much, and even scratched his heart and lungs, and the blood on the wall wrote "Swear to avenge this revenge" further proved Wei Yan's guess!

It seems that the owner of this house should be Fan Rubai's sister Fan Forsythia, and the cause of Fan Forsythia's death is definitely not simple, Wei Yan dare not imagine what Zhang San and the others have done to arouse Fan Rubai's crazy murderous thoughts!