Su Zhuo didn't expect Mingyue to reject him so far away. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Huiyan said that she had a strange temper, and it seems that she was not wrong. However, what made Su Zhuo a little strange was that from Fang Cai Mingyue's words, it seemed that she didn't know the inside story of Wan Niang's death, but she was reluctant to say it. Why didn't she want to say it, why did she know so well how the officials worked?

Seeing that he didn't speak, Mingyue showed disdain on her face, and actually sat on the side and lowered her head to chant. Su Zhuo's eyes rolled, and he suddenly smiled: "Master Mingyue, Wan Niang hanged herself on the big tree in your small courtyard, do you not know anything? Although I am not a fast catcher of the Yamen, I will also be suspicious of you." Do you think those officials will be suspicious of you?"

Mingyue was not frightened by him, snorted coldly, and said, "If they have evidence, they will arrest me themselves." I'm still sitting here, am I still afraid of them?"

Su Zhuo couldn't help but re-examine the thirties female nun in front of her, Mingyue was not only eccentric, but also had a dignified and inviolable temperament, which made people fall behind as soon as they saw her. Su Zhuo smiled: "Master Mingyue's concentration is not high, but I don't know why I didn't become the abbot of this Jianxin Nunnery, but let Huiyan take the lead?"

Mingyue said lightly: "Whether to be an abbot or not, for me, it's just a floating cloud." The world is so complicated, why bother to learn from it?"

Su Zhuo snorted coldly and said, "Master Mingyue's realm is far-reaching, Su admires!" He said, suddenly approached the bookshelf on the wall, took a book from the shelf, and said: "But why do you read so many books of Confucius and Mencius as a Buddhist master?"

The Buddhist beads in Mingyue's hand suddenly paused and rested heavily on the table. Mingyue said sharply: "Put the book down!" As she spoke, she had already stood up, walked up to Su Zhuo, snatched the book from his hand, and put it back on the shelf.

Su Zhuo was slightly stunned, there were so many books in the Mingyue House, it was already a strange thing. And she was so nervous, which made Su Zhuo feel even more strange. Outside the house, the dawn had already appeared, and a round of red sun gradually emerged in the distant mountains. A glimmer of light shone in through the pane and shone on half of Mingyue's face. Only then did Su Zhuo realize that Mingyue actually had a good face and was a rare beauty. What made him even more strange was that this face actually made Su Zhuo feel a little familiar!

Mingyue put the book away, picked up the feather duster on the side, and carefully wiped the dust on the bookshelf. She was even more indifferent to Su Zhuo, and was about to open her mouth to chase away the guest: "I don't care who you are! I don't want to talk about Wanniang anymore! Please go out!"

The mystery in Su Zhuo's heart not only did not solve a little, but increased a lot. Naturally, he was unwilling to return in vain, and said with a smile: "What if I have to find out here?"

Mingyue suddenly smiled and said, "Since that's the case, it's up to you!, but it's almost time......"

"What is almost?" Su Zhuo said strangely. Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt dizzy, and Mingyue's face in front of him seemed to be distorted and illusory. Su Zhuo's heart was stunned, and he suddenly woke up, and before he knew it, he had been poisoned!

He suddenly made a move, grabbed Mingyue's boneless arm, and shouted: "You poisoned ......"

Mingyue's arm was grabbed by Su Clumsy's hand like a steel claw, and she couldn't break free. But she had a cold smile on her face and said, "You have been poisoned and will not live for three hours." I think you'd better save your energy!"

Su Zhuo's chest was like a boulder, he couldn't breathe, and his mind was gradually chaotic. He muttered to himself, "What poison...... When did you get the poison ......" turned his head to catch a glimpse of the three incense sticks on the Buddha shrine, and his heart was suddenly shocked. It turned out that as soon as she entered the house, Mingyue had already begun to poison her!

As soon as he understood what was going on, his hands and feet went limp, and he fell to the ground. Mingyue's sneer was especially in his ears, but he couldn't stand up anymore. Although Su Zhuo was poisoned and dizzy, the consciousness in his brain was still there. After a while, he "clicked" and hit the back of his head on the threshold. The pain made Su Zhuo wake up slightly, and he immediately realized that he was being dragged by Mingyue and slowly walked out. Mingyue didn't have much strength on her arm, and it took half a stick of incense to drag the distance of more than ten steps.

He was dragged into a hut. There was no light in the house, and the morning light had not yet reached the house, and it was dark everywhere. Mingyue said coldly: "You just stay here and wait to die!" said and closed the door heavily.

Su Zhuo tried his best to get up, but his whole body was weak, he couldn't even move his fingers, and even the true qi in the meridians seemed to be solidified. This time, the poison seems to be different, and it is more serious. He had begun to vomit blood at the corners of his mouth, but since he couldn't turn his head, the blood poured into his mouth and nose, causing a violent cough.

Suddenly, a slightly weak voice sounded in his ears: "Don't run true qi from the dantian!"

Although this sound was slight, it was nothing less than thunder in Su Zhuo's ears. What surprised him even more was that this voice was not an outsider, but an old acquaintance! He endured the pain and squeezed out a voice from between his teeth: "Zhou, Zhou's seniors......

It was really Zhou Qinglian who spoke! His whole body was hidden in the darkness, and only a slight voice came: "Are you Su Zhuo Boy?" There was also a hint of surprise in his tone, but then he said: "Don't speak! Don't be lucky from the dantian!"

Su Zhuo was stunned for a moment, and thought to himself: "If you don't follow the dantian, how can you be lucky?"

Zhou Qinglian seemed to guess what he was thinking, and said, "Your martial arts have been practiced to this point, don't you still understand the method of generating qi from the pulse?"

Su Zhuo was shocked when he heard the thunder, and he had tried the method of generating true qi from the meridians, but he didn't expect that it would have any effect at this time. Zhou Qinglian continued: "The poison you are experiencing now has generated a retrograde true qi in your spleen. If you use your dantian luck, you can only let this air flow all over the body. ”

Su Zhuo's cold sweat trickled down. Zhou Qinglian said: "You can try to slow down your luck and contain this adverse qi in the Zutai Yin and Spleen Sutra, and through the acupoints such as Daheng, Abdominal Knot, Fushe, Chongmen, Jimen, Blood Sea, Sanyinjiao, Taibai, and Yinbai, you can carry the true qi on the soles of your feet and disperse it outside the body. ”

Zhou Qinglian said while doing what Su Zhuo did according to the law, and sure enough, a thin stream was condensed in the Zutai Yin and Spleen Sutra, walking down the body, and finally gathered in the Yinbai acupoint. He concentrated and ran a stick of incense, and his body was really much more comfortable, and he no longer had pain.

He just breathed a sigh of relief, but that true qi did not disperse outside his body as Zhou Qinglian said. On the contrary, several air currents surged together in the Hand Shaoyin Heart Meridian, the Hand Taiyin Lung Meridian, and the Foot Syncope Yin and Liver Meridian, rushing into the Zu Taiyin and Spleen Meridians, as if to fill the emptiness in this meridian. This time the pain was severe, and Su Zhuo couldn't help but scream "ah" violently. (To be continued.) )