Zhao Yu is different in his heart, and he has already become such a person.

But he has always been a good and bad person, a moment ago he called him sir, which is considered a plus, and now he has given a grade to the wine, which is considered a minus.

It's just lukewarm and hot, and it also extinguishes his desire to accept an apprentice.

"If you're here to get wine, then you won't sell it, and if you're here to learn wine, then I'll open my door to welcome you."

Liu Jiu said unceremoniously, he didn't lack any apprentices, but it was just to send him away, and seeing that he was dressed in expensive clothes, he wouldn't agree if he thought about it.

"Naturally, I'm here to learn about wine."

Zhao Yuyi's sincere appearance did not lie at all, which made Liu Jiu a little surprised, he had been in the Quartet for many years, and he was the most good at looking at people.

He can see at a glance what kind of thing is just good on the face, for deception, and what kind of is the most real but the face is restrained and will not be expressed.

But the man in front of him was in between the two, he was sincere and humble from his eyes to his heart.

Since this is the case, Liu Jiu understands that he is not a so-called wine gentleman, but he doesn't understand that wine can't be graded, and he simply wants to praise but says the wrong thing.

Those who don't know are not surprised, the wrinkles on Liu Jiu's face are piled up again, and the duck-like flat voice sounds strange, but it uses good words.

"This, it's tacky to talk about money, since you are here to learn wine, then this jar will be given to you, remember, you must go back to taste wine before you do it, go ahead, come to me after drinking this."

Zhao Yuyi was pushed out of the door holding the jar of wine, and it was not until he walked out of the city numb with his legs and feet that he gradually came to his senses, did he get the wine?

Just to learn,

But it's a blessing.

So he happily hugged the wine, but he was a little reluctant to give it to the ancient miracle doctor, according to his strange temperament, he should have wasted most of it.

If he weren't a prince, it would be comfortable to be a chic winemaker here, brewing wine every day, and talking about the sky.

When Zhao Yusai appeared in the center of the Guli clan with the wine, a tattered and sloppy old man rushed over.

No one could tell whether he was running or flying.

Just listen to the "whoosh-"

The old man stood in front of Zhao Yuyi with his waist bent.

"Wine, wine."

The breathless one was still thinking about the wine, which made people wonder if he was a doctor after all.

Zhao Yuyi stuffed the wine into the arms of the ancient divine doctor at once, and said quickly: "I need a medicine that can make people's bodies gradually swollen and festering in a short period of time, and only an antidote can be solved." ”

The old man had just opened the wine jar, and before he could drink it in his mouth, he stopped, and said, "Sure enough, there is no wine for nothing, what do you want that thing to do, to harm people?" ”

"What, won't you give it to you if you want to harm someone?"

Zhao Yu's eyes fell on the opened wine, and his words revealed a threat.

"Give, why don't you give, it's not me."

It took the ancient doctor most of his life to realize some fame.

The life and death of others are really not as important as their own momentary happiness.

Nine times out of ten, when the sick were dying, they begged bitterly, and when they were cured, they turned their faces and denied the person, and even felt that they should be divided.

Both cured the patient in vain and was angry, who is willing to be a fool?

He simply began to cultivate medicine and poison, as long as there is a way to make him happy, it has nothing to do with him whether he dies or not.

And this wine.

It's something that makes people chic.

Zhao Yuyi watched the ancient divine doctor lick the last drop of wine clean, and then asked the medicine: "I don't know when you can give it to me?" ”

"Come with me."

In a good mood, the ancient divine doctor was also very simple, led Zhao Yuyi back home, and began to take medicine from the countless drawers.

After a while, two packets of powdered medicine were ready, and when he handed it to Zhao Yuyi, he also instructed: "This medicine is sprinkled in water, and it only works when people drink it, one pack is poisonous, and the other pack is an antidote, and normal people can't detect it." ”

"Thank you."

Zhao Yuyi carefully held two packets of medicinal powder, went to find two people, and arranged: "The Fengwu Clan should have two wells, you go and poison the well water that ordinary people drink, remember, don't move the well water of Han Weixi." ”

"Yes!"

Seeing the two disappear, Zhao Yuyi's mind became complicated again.

didn't poison Han Weixi's water, on the one hand, he was afraid that she would find out that she was good at detoxification, and on the other hand, he was also a little selfish.

Somehow, I don't want to see her hurt.

Since she kidnapped Han Weixi that day, her desperate actions have been buried deep in Zhao Yuyi's heart.

He doesn't want any results, and he doesn't have to be implicated, so he just keeps a thought, so he won't even have a person to worry about in his life.

That's the real sadness.

The two of them walked from the path arranged by Zhao Yuyi, bypassed the poisonous mist, and successfully came to the Wind Witch Clan.

The well that usually the people drink is in the center of the street, under the statue of the woman.

They agreed that they would be blessed by the saints and that they would be in good health.

There were many people in the center, and they didn't pay much attention to the stone statue, so the two people had an opportunity.

Not far away, he opened the powder first, gradually approached his destination, and lay down on the side of the well as if he wanted to draw water, and poured the powder down.

Then he quickly left, and all this was gone, nowhere to be found.

"Oh no, Holy Maiden!"

Han Weixi was still resisting Zhao Yu's claws, but he heard three or four people shouting outside.

Hurriedly slapped off the big hand, got dressed and walked down, Zhao Yusai heard the movement, put away the joke, and followed Han Weixi to investigate.

When I opened the door, I saw a group of people looking nervous, and they were gathering around something.

Seeing that Han Weixi was coming, they retreated one after another and gave up the center.

I saw a man with a festering face, blood mixed with pus, and a mixture of red and white lying there, and his hands were the same, and he kept scratching his body.

"What's going on?"

Han Weixi looked at that scene, although he was a little disgusted, he endured it toughly, went up to investigate, and found that the person was ulcerated all over his body, but strangely it was not life-threatening.

"We don't know what's going on, he suddenly shouted in the street, and then his body quickly rotted, and when we found out, it was only the size of a palm, and now he is all over his body."

"Holy Maiden, you are proficient in poison, see if he is poisoned?"

A group of people, you and me, disrupted Han Weixi's thinking, and Zhao Yuxian watched silently from the side, his face becoming more and more gloomy.

"Shut up!"

This majestic rebuke quieted everyone down, and Han Weixi, who was originally flustered, looked up at Zhao Yu, who was unusually calm, and calmed down.

This man looks like a master everywhere.

It's so handsome!

No, now is not the time for, Han Weixi grabbed the man's wrist and found that there was nothing abnormal, the heartbeat and pulse were normal.

He pulled down his eyelids again, which were also normal pink.

It's weird.

"I didn't find any signs of poisoning in him."

Han Weixi had no choice but to say it, she really couldn't help it, but she saw that the group of people who were looking forward to it had disappointment on their faces.

Suddenly my heart was sour.

She was so incompetent that she couldn't even tell what kind of illness a person was.

"It's not your fault, you're not a doctor."

Zhao Yusai comforted him on the side, he knew how fragile Han Weixi's heart was, far less smug than it seemed, and he didn't care about anything.

Maybe that inadvertently weak expression will make her sad and blame herself for a long time.

"Oh no, no, no! Someone else has suffered! ”

When the crowd heard this, they became confused again.

"How can this be, where is this calamity!"

"Since the old patriarch died, there has been no good thing, it seems that the saint is too young to do anything."

"Yes, otherwise how could there be such an inexplicable disaster, maybe she caused it?"

"Oh my God, can I stay here?"

Han Weixi lowered her head and didn't speak, listening to those slanderous rumors, she couldn't help but feel worthless for her father, this is the Fengwu clan you are proud of, and it is the clansman you have guarded all your life.

There are even people who talk about the cold of dying, saying that he was cursed by heaven and then caused disaster.

Maybe it's a good thing to die early in the cold, and it's more difficult to accept a cold heart than to die

Although they talked a lot, when Han Weixi stood up, they all closed their mouths and looked at the expressionless saint with a trembling face.

"Saint, saint, we have lost our words, you must not be angry..."

They cowered not like an apology, but fear, for fear that the festering appearance would happen to them.

They had already tacitly acknowledged that it was a curse, a curse of the wrath of the Holy Maiden.

Han Weixi wanted to explain something, but saw another person in the crowd convulsive and fall.

"Weixi."

Zhao Yuxian took a step forward and hugged Han Weixi, who was trembling like the poison-haired man behind his back.

"What's wrong with them, how did they get like this."

Han Weixi didn't have the strength to talk anymore, she didn't want to see all this.

When Zhao Yu helped her go back to rest, people on the street went back to take refuge.

But it didn't work, no one knew that the water had moved their hands and feet, and the toxins spread rapidly, and they all fell down one after another.

There are constantly people who go under the statue of the Holy Goddess and curse. Complain that she didn't bless them.

Even the egg hit the idol in the face, and the egg liquid slid down the corner of the stone statue's eyes, leaving a slender mark.

For a time, the saint who was worshiped by everyone became a witch who everyone shouted and beaten.

It only took one day.

"They must have been poisoned, but I can't find out what it is."

Han Weixi wanted to go out to investigate, but was stopped by Zhao Yuxian and hugged him, "You calm down, now you are still very weak, and I will go if you want to go." ”

"You let go of me!" Han Weixi couldn't help but flutter, trying to struggle out of Zhao Yu's hands, but she was not Zhao Yu's opponent when she was healthy, let alone sick?

So he was gagged,

"Hmm..."

"Are you still going?"

Zhao Yuxian arrogantly looked down at Han Weixi, who was dizzy by the kiss, and wiped the sweetness on his lips.

"There you go..."

Han Weixi compromised, buried his head in the quilt and began to whimper.

Zhao Yusai glanced at her, sighed, and said, "Okay, I won't care about you when you get better in the future, but not now." ”

He touched his head for a long time before he stopped the whimpering, so he stepped on the darkness of the night, and Zhao Yu went to the stone statue.

With such a rapid and large-scale spread, even a fool can guess that it was drugged in water.

When he arrived at the well, Zhao Yu took out some of the water, put it in a clay pot and brought it back.

The night was really cold, the cold wind was blowing, Zhao Yu only went out for a short time, and the clothes on his body were stiffened.

"Wow-"