I stared at the fat monk, because his face was a "funny" face, and I was a little uneasy, and I didn't know if he was right.

Seeing that I kept looking at him, the fat monk licked his lips and asked, "What?" Master, don't you believe it? ”

"No, it's that simple?" I asked rhetorically.

The fat monk nodded: "Actually, some diseases sound scary, but they are not too difficult to treat, oh, by the way, don't give that girl any more water, otherwise the demon poison will easily spread to the internal organs." ”

"Okay, then I'll go out, no, you can go with me." After I finished speaking, I was going to drag the fat monk with me.

The fat monk's hands were oily, and I didn't care about it, so I just pulled him out of the house.

"Oh, you slow down." His chubby cheeks quivered up and down.

I stopped the carriage across the street, dragged the fat monk up, and wanted to go to the Yuelai Inn to find Chai Shao and them.

"Hey, master, don't worry, sometimes, it's fate, the king of Hades told you to die in the third watch, who dares to keep you until the fifth watch? If your longevity is exhausted, it's useless for you to fly over. After the fat monk finished speaking, he burped and leaned in the carriage to rest with his eyes closed.

Yuelai Inn is not far away, and it is an hour's journey to the entrance of the town.

This inn is just a fork in the road to several towns, so the business is very good, and many people downstairs are eating and drinking, and it is very lively.

I asked the man if there was a one-armed man with a man and a woman who had come to stay today, and the man pointed to the table in the corner and said they were eating there.

"Eh, the food is good!" The fat monk was not polite, and he passed away.

"Miss An, you?" Jiang Mian was stunned when he saw me and the fat monk.

"Who is this?" Chai Shao had never seen the fat monk, and looked at him suspiciously.

"I'm Master Miaokong, Amitabha!" The fat monk began to pretend again, assuming the posture of a master.

"What about Wang Tong?" I asked.

"She's resting upstairs, and I'll bring Jiang Mian to eat something, he hasn't eaten in days." Chai Shao looked at Jiang Mian.

Jiang Mian was worried about Wang Tong's "illness" and still had no appetite.

The fat monk stretched out his hand, grabbed the roast goose leg on the table, took a few bites, and before the meat was swallowed, he motioned to Jiang Mian Chai Shao and took him to see Wang Tongxi.

Jiang Mian stared at the fat monk, with a little suspicion in his eyes, he should be, he had never seen a monk who opened meat.

"Him?" Chai Shao also looked at me.

"He is indeed a master, let's go, take us to see Wang Tongxi." I urged.

Chai Shao nodded, got up and prepared to take us upstairs.

"Wait!" The fat monk shouted.

I thought he had something important in mind, so I looked at him nervously.

As a result, he smiled and motioned to Chai Shao to pack all the meals on the table for him, and he would eat them in a while.

Chai Shao frowned and glanced at the fat monk, but for the sake of my face, he motioned for the guy to come over, wrapped up all the food on the table, and then took us upstairs.

Chai Shao pushed open the door of the guest room, and a foul smell gushed out of it.

When we entered the guest room, we found Wang Tong lying on the edge of the bed, and the ground was full of mucus she spit out.

The fat monk ate the last bite of meat unhurriedly, then walked to the bed and asked Chai Shao and Jiang Mian: "Do you have a knife?" ”

"Yes, but what do you want a knife for?" Jiang Mian asked.

"What else can be done? Bleed. After the fat monk finished speaking, he signaled Jiang Mian to hurry up.

Jiang Mian looked in my direction, I nodded at him, and then he went to take out a short dagger from his baggage and handed it to the fat monk.

The fat monk motioned for us to step back, and he chose to turn over Wang Tongxi's palms and slashed at the palms of both of her hands.

The fat monk said that this was done for faster bloodletting.

I looked closely, and the blood flowing from Wang Tongxi's palms was dark brown.

"With so much blood, can my sister's body stand it?" Jiang Mian was a little worried.

The fat monk said leisurely: "If you can't stand it, you have to bear it, otherwise?" Let the venom remain in her body? ”

"Demon poison?" Jiang Mian had obviously not heard of this word.

"Jiang Mian, don't worry, Master Miaokong naturally has his own way." As I spoke, I saw that Wang Tongxi's blood gradually turned red, and it should have been almost the poisonous blood.

The fat monk clicked on her and stopped the bleeding.

I went downstairs to ask for a rag to clean up the mucus and blood in the house, and found gauze to bandage her wounds, and Jiang Mian was sent out to buy toads.

"Water, water!"

Wang Tongxi's lips were extremely chapped, and he kept muttering to himself that he wanted to drink water.

Chai Shao was about to pour water, so I shook my head at him and told him why.

"Oh no, she's been drinking a lot all the way here." After Chai Shao finished speaking, he looked at the fat monk: "Master, she'll be fine, right?" ”

"Life and death are fateful, and worrying is superfluous." After the fat monk finished speaking, he yawned a few times.

Half an hour later, Jiang Mian came back with a bamboo cage of toads, and the fat monk asked Jiang Mian to clean the toads.

"Is this going to be soup, or is it?" Jiang Mian looked at the fat monk and asked.

"What kind of soup to boil, wash it, use a needle, pick up the bulging round bumps on their backs, get the mucus in it into a bowl, and give her a drink," the fat monk said calmly.

Chai Shao and Jiang Mian and I frowned in unison.

It's disgusting to pick these knots and drink the mucus inside.

"What are you doing slowly, once, a small half bowl, it's enough to almost break the knots of ten toads." The fat monk motioned for Jiang Mian to make a move.

Jiang Mian leaned over, grabbed a toad from the cage, and then quickly broke the pimple on its back, and a pale yellow mucus flowed out of the pimple, which looked similar to phlegm, making people unbearable to look at directly.

I leaned over to help, but the slippery feel made me retreat.

A small half bowl of mucus was released from the pimples of the ten toads, Jiang Mian repeatedly asked the fat monk if he could really drink it, and the fat monk was a little impatient: "If you don't drink it, do you have any other way?" ”

These words directly blocked Jiang Mian's mouth, and now, they have no other way to think of it, but to use a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

Jiang Mian frowned, holding the toad mucus as if he was holding a bowl of poison, and the expression on his face was very tangled.

However, after thinking about it again, he finally fed Wang Tong a pity to drink.

Wang Tong only took a sip, then closed his mouth stiffly, feeling that it was difficult to swallow.

"What should I do?" Jiang Mian looked at us.

"Pinch your jaw and pour it in." The fat monk directly threw out a sentence.

I saw that Jiang Mian couldn't get down for a long time, so I could only go over to help, pinched Wang Tongxi's jaw, and forcibly poured this bowl of disgusting things into her mouth.