Chapter 42: Please Enter the Urn (Part 3)
Shang Jiuge looked at Wei Tianyao's expression while eating beef jerky, and thought that Xue Ling's idea was very creative.
Sheng Junqian smiled: "I also think it's a good idea." ”
Xue Ling looked at Wei Tianyao with a calm expression: "Do you accept this proposal?" ”
Wei Tianyao sighed in his heart.
He didn't know if Xue Ling did it on purpose.
But the porcelain vase he used to prepare the poison was not only dark green.
Although the label above has a specific type name, as a poison master, with the title of Hundred Poison Pharmacist, he will definitely not be stupid enough to carry only a dark green bottle of medicine all over his body.
Among the potions he carried, white was the wound medicine for internal use, red was for external medicine, light green was the antidote, and dark green was the poison.
Wei Tianyao didn't know if Xue Ling knew this, and he didn't know if she had opened the bottle and checked it.
But at least one thing is certain, the dark green medicine bottle that Xue Ling gave him to choose was full of poison.
The only difference is the strength of the toxicity.
And this may be Xue Ling's intention.
If Wei Tianyao's poison is all the most ferocious and bloody poison that seals his throat, then today he is dead as he deserves.
After all, he was killed by his own poison.
But if Wei Tianyao has the virtue of a good life, and his poison is not only the poison that kills but also the poison that does not kill, then he still has a glimmer of life.
Even if Wei Tianyao understood this, he had no way to explain it to Xue Ling.
Because Xue Ling also saw his bottles, if it was really clear that the bottles represented poison or not, then for Wei Tianyao, Xue Ling would definitely not let him choose the poison in the other three bottles.
And now, just by the appearance of the bottle, there is no way to see the label, see the shape of the medicine, smell the smell, even Wei Tianyao, can not distinguish what kind of poison is predicting what kind of poison is waiting for him.
He could only sigh again: "I came out this time, and I brought a total of twelve dark green bottles, which were full of poison. ”
"But it's not all blood that seals the throat, or poison that kills when you get it."
"There are three of them that are highly poisonous, and they can poison any martial artist under the three ranks."
"There are also four bottles of poisoning, which are the most suitable to poison ordinary people who don't understand internal force, but even if they have internal strength, they will suffer a big loss."
"The other two bottles are small poisons, even ordinary people, after taking them by mistake, they only have symptoms such as paralysis or diarrhea, but when used with the first seven poisons, there will be an amplification effect."
"And the last three are not poisons, just ordinary drugs, which will make people either sore, weak and unable to use strength, or simply fall asleep."
"Also." When Wei Tianyao said this, he saw that the three people, including Sheng Junqian, were listening attentively, and he couldn't help crying and laughing a little: "What is used to poison you is the one who pulls the machine, which belongs to the poison in these twelve bottles of medicine." ”
"It's okay, open and." Xue Ling nodded and smiled.
Then she put all the twelve bottles of medicine in front of Wei Tianyao: "You have three chances to choose. ”
"Choose three bottles of medicine to take."
"You're done eating, and you're ready to go."
"Of course, if you're unlucky enough to eat poison or drug, we won't kill you."
"Life or death is under your control."
"Of course, I think that with your ability, as long as you see the shape of the medicine and smell the drug, then it is enough to know what kind of medicine you are taking."
"So, let's set an extra rule."
"You pick the three bottles of medicine you want to take in one go, and then I will blindfold you, plug your nose, and feed you these three pills in one go."
"What do you think?"
Xue Ling adjusted the position of the twelve bottles of poison, and finally arranged them into a three-by-four array.
"Okay, now you can pick."
Wei Tianyao looked at the twelve bottles of medicine and couldn't help pursing his lips.
In normal times, a poison expert only worries that he does not bring enough poison and the effect is not poisonous enough, only he can be regarded as a rarity, and he carries a variety of poisons in a stepwise manner.
Of course, as a hundred poison pharmacist, Wei Tianyao's so-called antidote, internal and external injury medicine combined is not as much poison, and now, he is a little annoyed, why did he bring three bottles of highly toxic poison.
The so-called giving back to the other in the way of the other, until you need to test your own poison, you will regret why you have no virtue to live so well.
"I heard that there was a cool official named Zhou Xing in ancient times." Xue Ling looked at Wei Tianyao and said quietly: "He is very good at torturing the ministers of the court and the central government with torture, so that they can confess their crimes, the emperor likes to use him very much, but his behavior has also caused a lot of dissatisfaction, and finally one day, the emperor intends to punish his crimes, just like a cunning rabbit and a dead lackey." ”
"And the one who punished him was another cool official, called Lai Junchen."
"He has worked with Zhou Xing for many years, and he knows that Zhou Xing is a cunning and treacherous person, and it is very difficult for him to spit out his guilt and evil deeds."
Therefore, he chose to set up a banquet at home to entertain Zhou Xing, and sighed during the banquet and said that he had met a prisoner who did not admit his guilt, and all the torture was exhausted, and he insisted on not recruiting.
"I don't know what Brother Zhou has to do."
Wei Tianyao looked at the porcelain bottle and selected the poison that might determine his fate, while Xue Ling slowly told the story.
And Zhou Xing thought for a while, then said with a sneer: This is not good.
"You just need to prepare a big urn, let the prisoner sit in the urn, and then put charcoal fire around it, slowly heat it, the prisoner is burned inside, and he feels that he is slowly being boiled dry, at this time, even if he reports his father, he will confess."
"So Lai Junchen asked people to find a big pottery urn in front of Zhou Xing, surrounded it with charcoal fire, and after lighting it, he looked at Zhou Xing."
"Your Majesty has just ordered me to investigate the case of your rebellion."
"Did you get into it yourself?"
"Or do you want me to tie you up and throw you in?"
"The result?"
Xue Ling smiled, but he couldn't laugh a little halfway through the laugh.
Zhou Xing knelt on the ground with a plop, kowtowing his head while saying that he was willing to recruit everything he knew.
"This story is called Invite You into the Urn." Xue Ling looked at Wei Tianyao: "This is a story that my father often told me when he was still alive. ”
"In the past, I always couldn't understand, but now when I can understand, my father is no longer there."
"Now, your urn is here."
Xue Ling smiled sideways: "It's time for you to choose." ”
"Mr. Hundred Poison Pharmacist."
Wei Tianyao closed his eyes.
"First in the first row, second in the first row, third in the first row."
"Life and death are fateful."
"I won't pick it."