"Miss! Miss, no, Miss! Come out and have a look! Red Snail shouted in tears outside.

An ominous premonition suddenly rose in Cheng Yuxi's heart, she hurriedly put down the white porcelain vase in her hand, hurried over to open the door, and asked, "What is the matter?" So panicked! ”

Hongluo has always been relatively stable, and it is rare to have this kind of gaffe.

"Bizhu, Bizhu, she didn't know why just now, and suddenly fainted!" Hongluo's face turned pale, and strings of tears kept rolling down her cheeks.

Cheng Yuxi was stunned for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Take me to see it!" ”

So Hongluo hurriedly led Cheng Yuxi to the side room where the two maids lived together, and the lights in the room were dim, only a red candle was lit, and the fire kept flickering.

As soon as Cheng Yuxi stepped into the room of the two people, he smelled an extremely sweet fragrance.

She didn't care about this, and followed the red snail to the collapse of Bizhu.

Bizhu, who was still alive just now, was now gray, her whole breathing became very weak, her eyes were flushed with a large area of red, and her lips were very dry.

Cheng Yuxi has been with Bizhu and Hongluo for a while, the three of them have experienced a lot of things together, and they have already had a deep relationship, at this moment, seeing Bizhu who is dying, Cheng Yuxi is stunned.

She tried her best to suppress her trembling, gently held Bizhu's wrist, and found that Bizhu's pulse was very weak, like cotton wool in the wind, which could be dispersed at any time!

Cheng Yuxi gritted his teeth and injected his spiritual power into Bizhu's body, and Bizhu's face improved a little, no longer like before, and only the dead were defeated.

Hongluo also saw the change in Bizhu obviously, she wiped away her tears, and asked anxiously: "Miss, Miss, Bizhu's face is much better, but why hasn't she woken up...... Woo......"

Facing the sad red snail, Cheng Yuxi didn't know how to comfort her, she could only take Bizhu's pulse over and over again, and then continuously injected her spiritual power into Bizhu's body.

The more spiritual power was injected, the heavier the doubts in Cheng Yuxi's heart became.

It stands to reason that she has been cultivating for a while now, although it can't be said that she has achieved a lot of success, but most of the poison in the next three days can still be solved, not to mention that this is the spiritual power injected by her personally, which itself has an extremely powerful ability to remove poison, but why, Bizhu's body is like something devouring spiritual power......

After Cheng Yuxi tried it a few times, he found that Bizhu's face would only be better when he was injected with spiritual power at the beginning, and when the spiritual power was devoured, he would become that kind of disgraced look.

"Hongluo, you always tell me that after Bizhu returned to Cheng's house, did she have any abnormal behavior?" Cheng Yuxi turned his head and asked the red snail beside him.

Hongluo wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, and then said, "No, miss." Bizhu has been dealing with some chores with me all along, I have seen all the people she has met, and I have eaten everything she eats......"

Listening to Hongluo's words, Cheng Yuxi's heart gradually sank, she looked at Bizhu's lifeless face, and after being silent for a long time, she gently opened her mouth to comfort Hongluo and said, "Don't worry, Bizhu may have suffered some cold." We went to so many places during the day, and the wind blew by the river, maybe Bizhu's body couldn't adapt to it. ”

Hongluo knew that her young lady was comforting herself, Bizhu's condition didn't look like a symptom of wind and cold at all, but under Cheng Yuxi's concerned gaze, Hongluo could only nod slowly with tears in her eyes.

After coming out of the chamber of Hongluo and Bizhu, Cheng Yuxi hurriedly rushed back to his room and hurriedly made a few Xiaoxiao pills, planning to use these things to stabilize Bizhu's body first, so as to give Cheng Yuxi some time to develop the antidote.

Cheng Yuxi was not stingy with the medicinal materials at all, and directly used all the best medicinal materials that could be used, so after taking the pills, Bizhu's situation was also a lot more stable.

Hongluo looked at Bizhu's gradually ruddy face, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, she said in a dumb voice: "Thank you, Miss, thank you, Miss." Bizhu has grown up with me since she was a child, and if something really happens to her, I ...... I ......"

Seeing that the mature red snail burst into tears because of Bizhu's matter, Cheng Yuxi was not easy to convince him, so he said: "Now the top priority is to find out the cause of Bizhu's disease first." Hongluo, you have to think about it carefully, for a whole day during the day, you and Bizhu really didn't encounter anything strange? ”

"I ...... I ......" Hongluo was thinking desperately, and suddenly, her eyes widened and she said, "Yes! Yes! ”

Cheng Yuxi said: "Say." ”

"About an hour ago." Hongluo thought about it while saying slowly: "That is, when you took us to the teahouse, Miss, because Bizhu was more sweet, she ordered an osmanthus cake in the teahouse, she said that she told me that she had eaten the osmanthus cake in this teahouse before, and the taste was very sweet, and she wanted me to taste it too." ”

"Osmanthus cake ......" Cheng Yuxi murmured thoughtfully.

"But I wasn't as sweet as she was, and I wasn't hungry at the time, so I didn't eat the osmanthus cake." Red Snail said. "But I remember that after Bizhu ate that osmanthus cake, she complained to the slave and maid that this osmanthus cake is not sweet, it is too bitter!"

Cheng Yuxi raised his head sharply and said, "She said that this osmanthus cake is too bitter?" ”

Hongluo nodded again and again, and then she seemed to notice something, and said, "Miss, could it be this osmanthus cake...... Could it be this teahouse? ”

Cheng Yuxi pressed the excited red snail and said coldly: "I can't easily draw conclusions now, in this way, red snail, I'll give you some silver taels later, you borrow the reason to buy me rouge gouache, go to the teahouse we went to during the day to buy another osmanthus cake and come back, remember not to let anyone find out!" ”

Hongluo nodded with tears on his face.

After about a stick of incense, Hongluo quietly returned to Cheng Yuxi's house with an intact osmanthus cake in his arms.

Cheng Yuxi took this osmanthus cake from Hongluo's arms, originally wanted Hongluo to go back to take care of Bizhu, she herself carefully explored what secrets were in this osmanthus cake, but found that Hongluo looked like she wanted to speak and stopped.

"What's the matter?" Cheng Yuxi asked.

Hongluo bit his lip, and after struggling in his heart, he said: "Miss, when I went out to buy osmanthus cakes just now, I passed by our Cheng family's medical hall and found that there were many more people in the originally deserted medical hall!" ”

Cheng Yuxi frowned and said, "Why are there so many more?" ”

"I went up to ask a fellow, and the fellow said that just a few hours ago, someone had been in a coma for some reason, and his breath was weak, and many doctors in the city could not cure this disease, so they could only use some scarce medicinal herbs to hang their lives! I went up to check on one of the patients......"

Hongluo said with some horror: "It's exactly the same as Bizhu's condition!" ”

Cheng Yuxi's heart sank, and she said, "How many other people in this city are suffering from such a disease, can you figure it out?" ”

"I don't know, I just heard from the guy, there are quite a few people! Even our Cheng family's medical hall no longer accepts patients......" Hongluo said worriedly: "Miss, you say, is this a plague......

"Shh Cheng Yuxi lifted the heavy oil paper bag in his hand, and then said: "You go back first, be careful in the near future, don't tell anyone about this matter, you know?" ”

After watching Hongluo's face turn pale and turn away, Cheng Yuxi raised his eyes and looked at the black oppressive sky, and thought: In this town where the Cheng family is located in the next three days, a big event will happen soon!

After Cheng Yuxi returned to his room, he took out the osmanthus cake in the oil-paper bag and put it on a delicate and beautiful porcelain plate.

The pure white disk is dotted with a few vivid wax plum petals, and a yellowish osmanthus cake is neatly stacked on it, which looks extremely beautiful, but in Cheng Yuxi's eyes, it is like a deadly poison, simple, but highly poisonous.

Cheng Yuxi released a trace of internal force and quietly blended with the osmanthus cake, but the moment he touched the osmanthus cake, he felt an extremely cold feeling, which began to pass from his fingers to the limbs!

At the same time, Cheng Yuxi also felt that his spiritual power was like encountering a whirlpool, being devoured constantly!

As soon as her face turned cold, she immediately cut off her thin spiritual power, and then looked at this plate of osmanthus cake dangerously.

After the originally delicious osmanthus cake between the fingers came into contact with Cheng Yuxi's spiritual power, it began to turn black little by little at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if a large patch of mildew had been born, and it looked very infiltrating.

Cheng Yuxi thought for a while, took out his small wooden box, took out the piece of Xianwu inside, poured a cup of white water to soak the Xianwu in it, and about half an hour later, Cheng Yuxi poured the osmanthus cake with the water soaked in Xianwu.

The black thing attached to the surface of the osmanthus cake slowly faded like a tide, and this piece of osmanthus cake returned to its sweet and delicious appearance before.

Cheng Yuxi held the teacup in his hand, sat quietly in front of the table for a long time, and then put all these things away, then blew out the candles, turned off the lights and went to sleep.

The next morning, after she opened her eyes, she didn't call anyone, she washed up briefly, and then took out yesterday's plate of osmanthus cake from the cabinet, and the osmanthus cake that was fine before she slept was now like a piece of charcoal that had been burned, and turned into black powder.

Cheng Yuxi sighed, put the plate of powdery things into the cabinet, put on his clothes and wanted to go out to have a look, but he didn't expect that just when he pushed the door open, a moist breath rushed straight to the door, followed by the sound of rain.

Cheng Yuxi stood in front of the door of his room, looked at the falling water droplets outside, and said, "Red snails? ”