Chapter Fifty-Nine: The Divine Medicine of the West Mountain
Jiang Ping waved his hand at me and said, "I listened to our village chief about all this, and I don't know anything else. ”
Instead of working out, it felt even more confusing.
I scratched my hair, a little upset.
Now Shi Laogou doesn't know where he has gone, and it is unknown what it has to do with the formation of Xiangyang Village.
Jiang Ping went all the way to this matter, and I explained to him: "Let's do this first, I don't mean anything else, I just think that the pattern of your village is a little special, so I want to ask." ”
"It's okay, it's no secret in our village." Jiang Ping was unimpressed.
Then, he mysteriously approached me and said, "Master, do you say that there is a miracle medicine in this world?" ”
"What's that?"
"Shh Jiang Ping hurriedly pulled my sleeve and looked outside, looking very nervous, "Miracle medicine, a miracle medicine that can cure all diseases." ”
"How could there be that thing, you didn't wake up in the middle of the day?"
I felt that Jiang Ping was a little strange, and hurriedly reminded him: "There is no magic medicine in this world at all, it is all made up by others, don't believe it." ”
Jiang Ping nodded, and said with a thoughtful expression: "I don't believe it, but ......"
Seeing a tangled look on his face, he asked, "Tell me, where did you hear this?" ”
Jiang Ping didn't hide it, and told me directly: "Our village chief's grandson came back from abroad and originally went to the city to do business, but not long after, he fell ill and was bedridden at home. ”
"If you are sick and see a doctor, you should take medicine and take medicine, and you should be cured!"
"Who said it wasn't, but the blame is that the village chief's house has gone to all the big hospitals, and he hasn't checked anything out, and when I came, no one else could eat." Jiang Ping said with a sigh on his face.
"What's the deal with the elixir?"
"Whew! The village chief didn't know where he came from, and said that there was a great immortal on the west mountain, and he had to ask for some miracle medicine. ”
As soon as I heard it, isn't this a liar!
"Hurry up and persuade your village chief, but don't be deceived."
Jiang Ping sighed and said, "Persuaded, the village chief didn't listen." ”
"Master, do you think it's possible that there is really a problem with the feng shui in our village?" Jiang Ping guessed.
I frowned, "Not necessarily, don't scare yourself." ”
Xiangyang Village was affected by Shi Laogou's big array, and the feng shui was really bad.
But now that the big array has not been completed, it can't be completely opened at all, so there won't be too big a problem for a while and a half, and it won't hurt people to get sick.
However, there is no need to talk to Jiang Ping about this.
When he came back from sending Jiang Ping away, he ran into Zhao Tongue stuffing things for Deputy Curator Zhao.
Zhao tongue approached Deputy Curator Zhao with a courteous face: "Uncle, this medicine works, many people use it, if there is a disease, treat the disease, and eat it as a health care product if there is no disease, it is not harmful to the body." ”
I listened to it, no wonder the deputy curator protected Zhao's tongue, this kid is quite good at things!
I wasn't interested in the affairs of these two people, so I left directly.
At night, when I was about to go to bed, there was a sound of a horn outside.
I squinted and came out of the house to see an ambulance parked at the gate of the funeral home.
Zhao cried out there with his tongue crying: "Uncle! What's wrong with you! ”
For a while, the people in the funeral home came out.
Many people, like me, stand there with a blank expression.
The medical staff in the ambulance carried the stretcher and carried Deputy Director Zhao into the car, and after a while, they drove away with "woo wow".
I heard the funeral parlor people talking and speculating wildly.
It wasn't until the next morning that the funeral parlor knew that Deputy Director Zhao had been poisoned.
When the news came back, the entire funeral parlor instantly exploded, and they began to speculate about who had a grudge against Deputy Director Zhao.
There were so many people talking about it that they began to suspect me.
"Damn, these people are really full, do I have the kung fu to harm him?"
The little junior sister hurriedly came to my side and persuaded me: "Senior brother, don't be angry, I believe in you!" ”
"It's useless for you to believe me, those grandsons don't believe me!"
I sighed, these people knew that I was at odds with Zhao's tongue, but they didn't expect to spread rumors about me now, saying that I wanted to get rid of Deputy Director Zhao.
Bah! It's really a big deal to watch the excitement!
The little junior sister thought for a while and said, "If we know how Deputy Curator Zhao was poisoned, we can prove your innocence." ”
"Who knows what that guy is eating!"
The little junior sister's eyes rolled: "Why don't we go and ask his eldest nephew?" ”
I didn't want to go, I got angry when I saw the pair of uncles and nephews, and now it's because they are carrying a poisonous black pot for no reason, and my chest is blocked when I think about it.
I was taken to the hospital by my little sister and saw Deputy Director Zhao lying unconscious on the bed.
Zhao's tongue also lost his former arrogance, and looked at me and my little sister with a tired face.
Seeing Zhao's tongue's depressed appearance, he raised his eyebrows slightly, it seems that this Zhao's tongue still has a little conscience and cares about his uncle.
I stood in front of Zhao Tongue and asked, "What's the situation with your uncle?" ”
"Much better after gastric lavage." Zhao replied in a low voice.
"What did he eat that day?"
Zhao said a few things with his tongue, all of which were normal food, and then he stopped squeaking.
"That's all?"
Zhao lowered his head and didn't dare to look at me: "Ang! ”
Seeing that his eyes were evasive, he didn't dare to look at me, as if he had done something wrong.
Instantly remembered those rumors in the funeral tube, I didn't say a word, and directly grabbed him by the collar: "You'd better tell me the truth, now Lao Tzu's reputation has been ruined by you!" ”
"You say, did you go around saying that I poisoned your uncle?"
"I ......" Zhao's tongue didn't dare to speak, and kept retreating.
"Believe it or not, Lao Tzu beat you to death!"
The little junior sister reminded in a low voice: "Senior brother, this is the hospital!" ”
Zhao nodded again and again: "Yes, yes!" ”
I turned my head to look at my little sister, and I was about to say, "Which side are you standing?"
I heard the little junior sister continue: "Why don't we take people out and clean up, and I'll help you let go of the wind!" ”
Zhao's tongue raised his head sharply, and he looked at the little junior sister with a shocked expression: "You can't do this!" ”
"What you said makes sense, people come and go here, and it's really inconvenient to do things!"
I pretended to be ferocious and punched him in the fat stomach and whispered, "Don't tell the truth quickly, or I'll let you lie in the hospital with your uncle!" ”
Zhao swallowed his tongue, and looked at the little junior sister's eagerness to drag him out, and immediately coaxed: "I said, can you let me go first?" ”
As soon as I let go of my hand, I let go and stared at him to see if he was lying.
Zhao took a deep breath, licked his lips, and said slowly: "My uncle was sick a few days ago, I heard that the magic medicine can prolong people's lives, and I am also kind, thinking about ......"