Xiao spread out his palms, and the skin on the back of his palms and hands had worn out to tatters not long ago, but now he had already formed a thin layer of scars. You must know that in the past, if his fragile physique was injured, it would not have been possible to have a scar in five or six hours.

But now......

Xiao slowly clenched his fists, and the wound cracked to reveal pink flesh, and the pain was so real. But the blood beads that poured out were only a few breaths, and they were covered by an imperceptible layer of flesh.

That's what it is...... What does it feel like to be a master......

Xiao was stunned for a moment, then suddenly had a whim, raised his head and asked Ke Yan curiously, and said:

"Ke Daxia, what kind of realm is that forty years of skill?"

Ke Yan stretched out his hand, pinched the beard on his chin, and then said: "Your question is too general, and it is not easy to answer without a reference object, but with your current situation, uh...... The feeling of coming and going from time to time can barely be regarded as a second-rate character. If you are diligent in your practice and have complete control, your future prospects will ...... Tsk, I'm afraid it's unimaginable, after all, you're still young......"

"Then that," Xiao asked subconsciously, "then if you compare it with Ke Daxia, can you be evenly matched?"

Ke Yan listened, just glanced at him faintly, and there was a sound of gold and iron unsheathed in the air, Xiao didn't see what was going on, the "Nianjun Sword" was already on his neck.

"Want to try it?" Ke Yan asked lightly.

"Uh-uh, ha, haha, still no, no......" Xiao smiled stupidly, slowly stretched out two fingers, and pushed the sword away in a heartfelt way.

Just as the house was about to fall into an awkward silence again, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside the house, followed by an "ouch", followed by the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground and containers overturning.

Xiao pushed open the door suspiciously and looked out, but saw a somewhat familiar monk sitting on the ground rubbing his buttocks, with a painful expression on his face, and beside him, there was a large wooden basin that had been turned upside down, and the basin was full of water and was now sprinkled all over the ground, and a blooming lotus flower bloomed on the ground.

"Amitabha Buddha ......" When the monk saw Xiao, he quickly stood up and saluted the latter respectfully: "It's really rude, let Xiao Shaoxia see the joke......"

"Master's behavior is in such a hurry, what is the so-called matter?" Xiao looked at the man strangely and asked, "Could it be that some strange person has come to the door again?"

"Not really, not really," the monk explained in a hurry, picking up the fallen objects:

"It was those female benefactors who had been poisoned, and now they had a high fever and urgently needed cold water, and the poor monk ran too quickly, so she slipped and fell...... Amitabha, the situation is urgent, and the poor monk will not have more than Xiao Shaoxia......"

"What?" Xiao's expression changed, "Are you the Gu poison in those peasant women, haven't Master Chenchen unraveled it yet?"

"Exactly, this Western Regions Gu Poison is unpredictable, how can it be so easy to find out the source...... Alas, I'm afraid that those female donors are going to be more auspicious, Amitabha, Amitabha......" The monk sighed and shook his head, and finally turned around and ran the way he came.

Xiao's face suddenly became very solemn, alas, although this abbot is proficient in Buddhism and has a profound conversation, but when it comes to the method of detoxification through practice, after all, it is still too much inferior to the late Master Zhijue......

It seems that if something goes wrong in the future, I can't think about running to Shaolin Temple anymore......

Xiao hesitated for a moment, but finally raised his head and was about to walk out.

"What?" Hu Ji behind him raised his eyebrows, "Did you take any antidote from the red-faced old demon this time?"

"This ......" Xiao was stunned for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "I fought too quickly, but I really forgot about this stubble......"

"Then what are you going to do?" Hu Ji turned his head sideways and said, "Go and give a hand to the monks of Shaolin Temple, or shout and cheer?"

"Neither," Xiao shook his head, "I'm here to try my luck......

"Try your luck......" Hu Ji hooked the corners of his mouth, "Can you still try your luck when you practice medicine and cure diseases?"

"Although I haven't eaten pork, but the pig runs ......" Xiao turned around and smiled:

“...... I can see so much!"

Then he turned around and ran away at a brisk pace.

“...... Interesting. Hu Ji's heart moved, and he subconsciously wanted to follow him to have a look. But who knows, behind him, Ke Yan, who was lying on the bed, suddenly stopped him:

"Wait a minute, His Royal Highness King Zhang......"

"Huh?" Hu Ji turned around, "Ke Daxia, is there something wrong with you?"

"His Royal Highness King Zhang, I'm afraid you can't stay here anymore and gag......" Ke Yan sat up and said with a cold face:

"There's one thing, you didn't know about it because you were poisoned during this time, but now, I have to tell you right away......"

When Hu Ji heard this, he retracted his steps. His deep eyes trembled slightly, and a bad premonition slowly crept into his heart......

......

In the not very spacious wing, in addition to a few peasant women lying on the bed at this time, there were also five or six monks crowded in it, looking nervous, constantly going in and out. Abbot Lichen held a silver needle in his hand, and his face was gloomy and shuttled between the six patients, but with all kinds of efforts, their deteriorating bodies could not recover at all.

Outside the door, they heard the news of the family members who rushed to the house, including fathers, mothers, husbands, and children. Although their eyes were red and swollen and their tears had not dried, their simple and kind nature still made them comfort each other:

"It's okay, everyone is in Shaolin Temple, and there won't be any big mess......"

"Yes, the senior monk of Shaolin Temple is here, he will definitely be able to save his life......"

"Mmmm, if the baby doesn't cry, your mother will be fine......"

......

They relieved and comforted themselves, but they didn't know that every sentence was like a sharp knife that pierced into the heart of the abbot of dust.

Lichen's hand holding the needle began to tremble......

"I'm sorry, I've borrowed ......"

"Uncle, please let me ......"

The sudden familiar voice outside the house made Abbot Chen's slight stunned. The door was opened, and he looked back to see that the person who had come was Xiao with an apologetic smile.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

"I've seen Xiao Shaoxia......"

Seeing this, several monks who were busy immediately got up and saluted Xiao Zhi.

Unconsciously, everyone here has begun to change their names towards Xiao and began to call him "Shaoxia".

No matter where it is, strength is the best stepping stone. After today's World War I, the image of the weak, dying tuberculosis ghost that was originally established in everyone's hearts has disappeared.

"Amitabha," Abbot Lichen stood up, "Xiao Shaoxia, why are you here?"

Xiao bowed back to several monks one by one, and then smiled a little embarrassedly at Abbot Chen, scratched his head and said, "That, I heard that Abbot has zero difficulties on your side, so I came over to see if there is anything that can help......

"Good, it's not just difficult, it's just helpless, the poor monks have no shame to go out to face their relatives......" The abbot of Lichen was very sincere, although he lowered his voice, but he didn't hold it up at all.

But he quickly reacted, looked at Xiao in surprise, and asked:

"Listening to Xiao Shaoxia's words, could it be that you Shaoxia, do you still know the method of detoxification?"

"Well...... It's too early to know whether to meet or not," Xiao scratched his head a little embarrassedly, "uh...... Can...... Let me see the symptoms first, how about it?"

"This ...... Okay, please come here......" Although Abbot Lichen was a little skeptical, but now that the matter has come to this, it doesn't hurt to give it a try, so after a little hesitation, he still invited Xiao over.

"Thank you!" Xiao hugged his fist at the abbot of Chen, and then said no more, leaning over and began to check the people's illness.

The peasant women, who were still alive and well ago, have changed their faces one by one at this time. The appearance of sunken eyes, blue lips, and pale face as paper startled Xiao at first glance, and he reached out to one of them to snort, already angry and dying.

It seems that what the red-faced old devil said is true, as soon as an hour passes, the person who is in the Gu will definitely die violently!

Looking at the weak and painful expressions of the women, Xiao only felt a trance in his mind, as if he saw his fellow medicine slaves, who were also suffering and struggling when they were about to mature and dying.

That helplessness, that despair, to this day, looking back, is still very painful.

It's a pity that I was too small back then, so I could only watch them leave one by one from my side. But now, he has a chance to try to wrestle his wrist with the bare-faced old devil!

"Master Abbot," Xiao asked the dust beside him intently, "Can you describe to me all the symptoms they have had during this time?"

"Okay," Master Lichen nodded, pondered for a moment, and then said: "When these female donors were taken to the wings, they first began to look at them and salivate at the corners of their mouths; then, in less than half a pillar of incense, some began to talk nonsense, and some of them were motionless and dull, but they could still communicate simply; and then later, they all showed symptoms of thirst and began to ask for water, but the poor monk saw that they had drunk too much, so he lit their acupoints and did not let them move anymore...... By now, they have begun to have a persistent high fever, which can't go down, and the two most seriously affected have fallen into a coma...... Xiao Shaoxia, do you need the poor monk to do it again?"

Xiao raised his hand and signaled for the dust to calm down, and at the same time, all kinds of images began to flash back in his mind, and the dusty memories were picked up again. The fellow medicine slaves who died tragically in front of him because of Gu poison, and the root causes of pain that the old demon used on himself, became the most vivid clinical cases, repeating, rotating, repeating, and spinning again and again in his mind......

Wandering eyes and drooling are one of the symptoms caused by witch orchid, but witch orchid does not cause high fever;

Uncontrolled behavior can be one of the complications caused by the venom of the two-headed snake, but the venom of the two-headed snake does not make the mouth thirsty......

Evil-faced toad, wind spirit flower, ghost beetle, burial blood flower...... In those flickering virtual images, Gu worm poison is constantly listed as a possibility, and it is constantly ruthlessly excluded by Xiao.

What we are looking for now is a kind of Gu worm or poison that can satisfy all the symptoms of these peasant women

Unconsciously, thousands of pathologies of the Western Regions Gu Poison had flown through his mind, and the number and categories were so numerous that even he didn't expect it.

I guess even the red-faced old demon didn't think of it, right? This kid who narrowly escaped from his clutches actually used his super memory to write down a lot of poisons and Gu worms he had seen.

If he had discovered Xiao's endowment and made a move such as accepting him as an apprentice, perhaps this story would have to be rewritten into a strange plot where the big devil brought disaster to the world, and finally the time was ripe for the master and apprentice to turn against him.

As the minutes passed, the breath of the women on the bed became weaker and weaker, but Xiao Xiao, who was in deep thought, still did not open his eyes. Although the abbot of Lichen was anxious, he didn't dare to bother rashly.

"Abbot, the water is coming!"

The door of the house was gently pushed open, and it was the monk who slipped and fell before, and this time in his hand, he was holding a basin full of water, not spilled at all.

"Okay, bring the towel!" said Abbot Lichen, standing up and sighing. Instead of sitting dry, it is better to do what you can to see if you can alleviate the patient's condition.

"Yes. The monk replied, and then, thoughtfully avoiding the pensive Xiao, reached for the wet towel that the women had on their foreheads.

The high temperature from his fingertips made him twitch for a moment, and then said with a wry smile:

"Abbot, this cold water doesn't seem to have any effect on cooling, this temperature is soaked in cold water, and it seems that it is not falling but rising......"

"Alas," said the abbot of Lichen, wringing out a hot towel, dipping it in water, and sighing, "but if you don't do anything, I'm afraid it will heat up faster......"

He was about to put a wet towel on the forehead of a woman again.

Syllable!

A big hand, but suddenly stretched out, grabbed his wrist tightly.

The abbot of Lichen was stunned, looked sideways, and found that it was none other than Xiao who stretched out his hand.

"Xiao Shaoxia, you are ......"

"You guys just used cold water to cool down, but it's even hotter, right?" Xiao ignored his question and asked directly.

"Uh......" The monk was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "It seems to be a casual remark, Xiao Shaoxia, what's wrong?"

"Don't use a towel anymore!" Xiao let go of Chen's wrist, and a bold conjecture suddenly appeared in his mind.

If not that...... Then there really can't be helped!

He lifted the thin futon on a woman's body, and when he looked at it, his eyes suddenly became a little hot.

Because he found that the woman's arms were trembling uncontrollably.

"Xiao Shaoxia, what's wrong?" Abbot Lichen asked with some confusion.

"Master Lichen, have you ever ordered their acupoints in order to prevent them from moving?" Xiao's voice began to be a little irrepressibly excited.

The abbot was stunned for a moment, but he still nodded with certainty.

Xiao smiled, shook his head and said, "If you didn't order their acupoints, I'm afraid I'll know what kind of Gu this is as soon as I enter the door!"

"Amitabha, Xiao Shaoxia, could it be that you ......" Abbot Chen's pupils contracted violently.

"That's right, this master—" Xiao turned to the monk on the side and said, "Please quickly find some cotton thread and come over, it won't be very long, and then trouble the warrior monks in the temple to break the ring once and catch two birds!"

"This ......" The monk heard it in a fog, cotton thread, birds, and birds, and did these two things have anything to do with the antidote of Gu poison?

But when he saw the angry eyes of the dust abbot, he immediately answered and ran out of the house quickly.