"You said that cheats are cheats, and I also said that the bracelet on my hand is a cultural relic brought by Yang Guifei."

During the days spent with Song Feng and her colleagues, Cui Mingyue's personality gradually became cheerful, and she was no longer the cowering, timid and fearful country girl she used to be.

Seeing Cui Lin take out an ancient book that did not look amazing, Cui Mingyue unceremoniously turned on the taunt mode and shook the bracelet on her wrist.

Not only Cui Mingyue thought Cui Lin was talking nonsense: "The passers-by around him also think the same way.

The Rejuvenation Hall is worth tens of millions, and Cui Lin took out a book that he didn't know where to get it, and said that it was a secret book of the master.

Boasting doesn't do that.

"Uncle, you said that it is your master's valuable book, has an invoice and a supporting document?"

"I support this little sister's statement, there is no evidence, how can it be compared to tens of millions of Rejuvenation Hall?"

"This beauty's bracelet is Yang Guifei's jewelry, and the shoes on my feet are what Qin Shi Huang wore."

Everyone burst into laughter, and the atmosphere became relaxed and relaxed.

"You ignorant guys, don't know how to talk nonsense here: "Keep your eyes open and see, this is one of the most important classics of my master, let alone tens of millions, even if someone takes hundreds of millions, I won't sell them."

Cui Lin's lungs are about to explode.

If she hadn't been rushed here by the words, she would never have made her master's treasure public.

Song Feng said lightly: "In this way, you show me this book, and I will evaluate his value."

"Just look, I'm afraid you won't make it."

Cui Lin angrily brought the book to Song Feng.

Worried that Song Feng would snatch the book away, Cui Lin played a trick and only let Song Feng read it, not let Song Feng do it himself.

The flipping speed is very fast.

Song Feng only glanced at it twice, and his brows furrowed.

Cui Lin asked, "Surnamed Song, did this book open your eyes?"

Seeing Song Feng's expression change, Cui Mingyue said, "Brother Song, is this book really valuable?"

"I can't say it's valuable, I can only say it's interesting."

Song Feng's face returned to calm, and he said unhurriedly: "There are a lot of poisoning methods recorded in the book, including how to make poisons, and there are also a lot of poisons recorded in the second half of the book, poisonous insects, poisonous flowers, and poisonous weeds."

Hearing this, Cui Lin's smug smile came to an abrupt halt and he looked at Song Feng with a ghostly gaze.

He could be sure that Song Feng had only glanced at it a few times, and he didn't have time to take a closer look.

In this case, how could Song Feng say such a treasure?

This book is more of a poisoning encyclopedia than a medical book.

The content is divided into three parts, making poisons, introducing the effects of various poisons, and finally introducing the various poisons in the world.

What kind of head does Song Feng have?

Even if you have a good memory, how can your eyes be better than a scanner?

"Oh my God! How can there be such a strange book in the world?"

Cui Mingyue said in astonishment.

"There are many wonders in the world, there are medical books, and naturally there are books that teach people to poison, and in the eyes of some people, poisoning is also a method of healing, poison and medicine, originally the same thing, there is no good or bad, but some people use them in different places."

Song Feng made an analogy on the spot.

There is no such thing as a good or bad weapon, it is the owner who uses it that really distinguishes the good from the bad.

There is a folk saying, called attacking poison with poison, which means that poison can also be used to cure diseases.

"Song Feng, don't talk nonsense here, do you want to compare with me? You can recognize this book, and you should know its value."

Cui Lin patted the thread-bound book in his hand.

Now what he wants to do is to test his medical skills with Song Feng, defeat Song Feng through the profound secret techniques of Chinese medicine, and become famous in the shortest possible time.

Song Feng said indifferently: "These contents in the book are not precious things, but it seems that you can remove them

I can't get anything else of value out of this book."

"Forget it, since you insist on comparing with me, use it as a lottery head."

"Song Feng, if you can be arrogant now, try to be as arrogant as possible, and there will be a time when you cry."

Not to be outdone, Cui Lin said sarcastically.

Song Feng said, "I promised to compete with you in medical skills, what method do you want to use to compete?"

"Don't say I'm bullying you, it's up to you to decide the method, whether it's to take the pulse to cure the disease, or other content related to Chinese medicine, it's up to you."

Cui Lin looked like he was winning.

arrogantly let Song Feng formulate the content of the competition, he is older than Song Feng, and his medical skills are better than Song Feng, if there is still him to formulate the content of the competition, in case Song Feng loses, it will be bad to find various reasons not to admit it.

Song Feng played with taste: "It seems that you are quite confident, okay, we are better at what you are best at."

"Do you know what I'm best at?"

Cui Lin shouted.

Song Feng pointed to the book in Cui Lin's hand and said with a smile: "You said it yourself, this book is the treasure of your master, it can be on you, it shows that you have a deep study of this book, what you are best at is nothing more than poison, let's compare poison."

Cui Lin laughed angrily, and said in a sour voice: "Song Feng, although I look down on you, I have to say that you are the most rampant of young people I have ever met, knowing that I am good at poison, you still want to compare poison with me."

"Interesting, you're so interesting."

"Hehehe, no matter how interesting I am, I'm not as interesting as you, yelling in front of other people's clinics in broad daylight, studying Chinese medicine for decades, and I haven't even learned the most basic things of Chinese medicine, I really doubt that your master is as arrogant as you, all of them are half a knife."

Cui Lin spoke politely, and Song Feng was not polite than Cui Lin.

"Don't talk nonsense, let's work out the specific content of the competition right away."

Cui Lin is good at all kinds of poison arts, and the competition between the two is about making poison.

After making the poison, give it to the opponent to eat, and whoever can prepare the antidote in the shortest possible time and touch the poison on the body will be the winner of this game.

"I don't know what to say!"

Cui Lin scolded in his heart, Song Feng's request was simply a layman and Lu Banbi carpentry, and the bandit A, B, C, and Ding ran to Guan Gong to play with a big knife.

The outrageous mother opened the door to the outrageous, and the outrageous arrived home.

Song Feng wanted to humiliate himself, why didn't Cui Lin agree?

The two high-fived and swore an oath, and asked people to find paper and pen. qδ.net

Whether it was Song Feng or Cui Lin, they all had relaxed and comfortable expressions on their faces, and the people around them who were eating melons were staring at each other one by one.

Is this a race or a match?

Each crafts a poison and gives it to the opponent to eat, and configures the antidote before the poison is released.

It's easy to say, once there is a problem in a certain link, the result is a lose-lose situation, maybe both of them will die here.

Even if they don't all die here, dying one will cast a shadow of death on this game.