From Xu Weikang's torture of the first year of junior high school, Zhu Shitong, the ninth young master of the Chengguo Mansion, was brought out.

But as the saying goes, catch thieves and catch stolen goods, and take traitors in pairs.

It is related to the reputation of Wu Xun's son-in-law, even the people of the Qing Officials Division, and they will never dare to ask people for their crimes without seeing them with their own eyes or without conclusive physical evidence.

Although, Zhu Shitong's reputation as one of the "Four Evils of Yanjing" has always been loud.

But people have a "good father" who wants to save face and holds military power, and even Emperor Longqing has to give him a few thin noodles, and many things will instinctively change their flavor when they are disposed of.

Although, in this world, there are many things, which can only be planted and planted, and those who are not planted, be careful to beware of yourself, there is no reason to talk about it.

But obviously, Ling Jun and Liu Qingxin, who were on the top floor of Deshui Xuan and discussed countermeasures, were not either, they were willing to eat Coptis chinensis, and they were willing to be dumb people.

"This Zhu Shitong has a big hatred and hatred with many people downstairs."

"I originally planned to wait for the first lunar month, so I sent the winter solstice to the northwest, took the robbers' nest under his protection, and then severely interrogated the robber leader, so that he could prove this Zhu Shitong and treat him as a bandit."

"At that time, my father exiled him to the northwest to atone for his sins in accordance with the law of the Ming Dynasty, and we can have many opportunities to put him to death."

"I never thought that this guy would not stop even in the New Year."

"Just to find out if I am seriously injured, I will pick up that Xu Weikang and kidnap my personal servant!"

Ling Jun took a deep breath, picked up the tea cup in front of him, and drank the herbal tea inside.

The first year of junior high school followed him for several years, and he worked hard, and there was no shortage of anything.

Now, he is seeing that Chu Yi has been sinned, but he can't make Zhu Shitong confess his guilt and be punished, how can he not be annoyed!

"If he can pry Xu Weikang, he can pry others."

"In my opinion, we should increase our investigation of him, in case he makes the secret arrow hurt people again."

Liu Qingxin's lips pursed slightly, and she re-evaluated the Ninth Young Master of the Chengguo Mansion, which she had not paid attention to before.

"Perhaps, his notoriety of the 'four evils' is just a skin that paralyzes the world to cover up his true intentions."

"For example, to take the heir."

"Even, rebellion and self-style."

In order to ensure the safety of the personnel, Liu Qingxin specially selected ten people from Deshui Xuan to go into the city to purchase medicinal materials together, and before leaving, he also specially explained to them, no matter what you see, don't be nosy, and don't be curious to see the excitement when you encounter a crowded place.

While talking to Ling Jun, Liu Qingxin rolled up his sleeves and prepared to change Gu Luochen's dressing, but when he looked at his wounds, they cracked due to the force of disobedience, so he couldn't help but reproach him.

I never thought that the day before, she suddenly became an "ice lump", and Gu Luochen, who didn't get in the oil and salt, was like crazy, hugged her arm violently, and bit it without any emotion.

Hurt.

The pain of the heart.

But Liu Qingxin didn't withdraw his arm, or rather, he didn't plan to soak himself in pain at all, and Gu Luochen, who only thought of this method to vent, pushed back into the abyss.

Trauma, there is always a good time.

It's just a matter of suffering some sins, smeared with ointment, but the heart is broken, and if it can't be vented, it will torture people into madness.

This Yanjing, there are already too many crazy people, there is no need for another Gu Luochen.

In the face of Gu Luochen's sudden madness, Ling Jun didn't do what he usually did, trying to save his wife.

He just smiled a little helplessly, and when Gu Luochen was relieved, he rolled up his sleeves and showed Liu lightly, the circle left there was not a deep scar.

Judging from the "caliber" of the scar, this scar should be the same wound as the circle on Liu Qingxin's arm, which is bleeding, from the mouth of the same person.

"You see, we are really a match made in heaven, and even being bitten by someone will leave a pair of marks."

compared his arm with Liu's lightheartedness, and proved to her that the position that Gu Luochen bit was seven inches back from the wrist bone, and it was not bad at half a centimeter.

Then, he glanced at Gu Luochen, who had regained his composure, sighed helplessly, and joked with Liu lightly with a smile, "Moreover, even the mood when you are bitten is the same, and the reason for not planning to resist is the same." ”

Flutter –

was said by Ling Jun one by one, and was originally taken lightly by the tears in pain, and immediately laughed.

She raised her chin slightly, looked at Gu Luochen, who was licking the blood on her lips, stretched out her uninjured hand, and gently poked his eyebrows with her index finger.

"Feel better?"

Everyone has their own way of venting.

Some are overeating, some are messing around, some are smashing utensils, and so on.

The more intense and unusual the performance, the more it means that the person who vents is more depressed in his heart.

Like Gu Luochen, who uses bites to vent, Liu Qingxin has also seen it, but she never wants to see an ending similar to that person in Gu Luochen.

"It's going to leave a scar."

Gu Luochen's depression was relieved, and talking to Liu Qingxin became much more normal.

Although he still "cherishes words like gold", it is always better, he has been silent all day.

He hesitated for a moment.

Then, from his neck, he took out a glass vial, bit off the stopper with his teeth, and without half a word of discussion, he poured some of the white powder inside on Liu Qingxin's wound.

"It's finished."

Putting the wooden stopper in his mouth and pressing it back into the glass vial, Gu Luochen carefully stuffed the glass vial back into his neck.

He looked up slowly.

Seeing that Liu Qingxin was studying with an ignorant expression, he sprinkled on her wound, which had been soaked in blood into the same color and gradually disappearing powder, he turned his gaze to Ling Jun, who was sitting sideways on the edge of the bed.

As for the explanation of this powder, he had already told Ling Jun many years ago.

Again, he didn't want to say it a second time.

However, Ling Jun didn't intend to give him this face, only curled the corners of his lips, and nodded at Liu's care, signaling to him, who bites, who is responsible for explaining, this kind of thing, don't think about finding someone to replace it.

"In the future, snakes, rats, insects, ants, and all kinds of poisons will not bite you or sting you."

As Gu Luochen spoke, he opened the leather pocket in his hand, took out a scorpion he raised, and put it in Liu Qingxin's hand, proving to her that what he said was true.

The originally ferocious poisonous scorpion lay on Liu Qingxin's hand for a while, and then, tentatively climbed two steps and moved the scorpion pincers, as if to distinguish whether Liu Qingxin was its owner.

But this hesitation was quickly dissipated completely, and the poisonous scorpion suddenly crawled on Liu Qingxin's body like a dog cub, and the feeling of itching suddenly caused Liu Qingxin's instinctive exclamation.

"If you are in danger, drop blood on the fire, and the poison nearby will smell and protect you."

"No more than thirty miles away, the poisonous bees raised by the Heavenly Gate can smell the fragrance and guide the way, looking for your whereabouts."

From Liu Qingxin's arm, he grabbed his "pet" and stuffed it back into his leather pocket, and Gu Luochen fell silent again.

His gaze stayed on the "wound" where Liu Qingxin had stopped bleeding for a while, and finally, he pursed his lower lip flap, turned his head, and went to the side, as if he was a little dissatisfied with his "masterpiece".

"This medicinal powder is really amazing!"

"It's inconvenient for Fang to tell me, what is it made of?"

Realizing that although he was hurt, he was "a blessing in disguise", and he had gained new skills and more safety guarantees, Liu Qingxin couldn't help but be interested, and asked Gu Luochen again.

Looking at the scar on Ling Jun's wrist, you can probably think of what will be left on her wrist, but she has never been the woman who is pretentious about the so-called "perfect".

In this era, women are dying of heat, and they have to wrap themselves tightly, a shallow scar on the wrist, who can see it, who will talk about it?

cough, anyway, Ling Jun is a "pragmatist" like her, and she cares more about whether she is safe than the worthless "good-looking", otherwise, she wouldn't have been so calm and idle with her just now, and leaving a scar is also a "couple scar"!

"My Master's ashes."

Listening to Liu Qingxin ask herself, Gu Luochen did not hide the formula of this medicinal powder, only opened his mouth, pointed to his bleeding tongue, and replenished the "formula" with her, "My blood is a medicine lead, otherwise, it is highly poisonous." ”

A person like Liu Qingxin, who pursues the ultimate in medical Taoism, but for research, even the grave has been dug up, the corpse has been carried back, and only the ashes are bent, where can she stop her curiosity about medicine?

She stared at Gu Luochen with great interest, and before he could continue to "add", she followed his guess and asked him questions.

"Do you take trace amounts of poison in your daily life?"

"Well, then, and then through the accumulation of time, you will raise yourself into a legendary 'medicine man'?"

Liu Qingxin once read about the ancients' method of cultivating "medicine people" in an ancient book, but he felt regretful because the book was only a fragment, and there were many damaged places that could not be repaired, and there was no way to study it carefully.

Although, in order to save his life, Yu glutton's father used a little more detail in the way, but after all, because the user is not there, he can only guess many things.

Can ...... now

If the Heavenly Gate is really as she guessed, cultivating "medicine people" all year round, then her research in this way is true, and it is all a shortcut and a smooth road!

"Twice a month."

"Not a trace amount."

"Not everyone, you can try it."

"It needs to be supplemented with martial arts, forcing the poison to the tail finger of the hand without a weapon, so that it can be soaked into the bones, and it will take at least thirty years before it can be made into medicine."

"When taking medicine, it is necessary to use the blood on the tip of the tongue of the person who eats his heart raw."

Gu Luochen's words were concise and to the point, but its content made Liu Qingxin completely die for them.

This is not the method she has seen in ancient books.

No, it should be said, even if it were, she would never consider using it.

It's cruel.

Whether it is for those who refine medicine with their bodies, or for those who connect with their inheritance.