Yong'an Town belongs to Qingshui County, and Qingshui County is the fief of King Jing, and the little prince in the mouth of the palace guards is naturally the son of King Jing.

Knowing that it was the little prince who had an accident, the manager of the pharmacy immediately panicked, or the gentleman who sat in the hall was more steady, and hurriedly asked: "Lord Guard, I don't know what kind of evil disease the little prince has suffered, there are too many medicinal materials in our pharmacy, we can't move them all at once, you tell me about the symptoms of the little prince first, I will prescribe the right medicine." ”

Although the leader of the guards was anxious, after he saw the rows of medicine cabinets up to the ceiling in the medicine store, he was pressed and urgent, and said briefly: "When the little prince was hunting in the mountains and forests, he was bitten by some strange insect on his shoulder, and then he began to have abscesses and fester, and he was unconscious, Yong'an Town is the closest to the hunting location, we just rushed here, okay, hurry up and prepare medicine, the right arm of the little prince has festered, and I am afraid that my life will not be saved if I don't treat it, and when King Jing is angry, none of us will survive!"

The guard's brief explanation made Mr. Zatang's face pale.

He is also an old man who has been practicing medicine for many years, and he is not afraid of ordinary diseases, but he is afraid of this kind of poisonous disease, because there are too many poisons in the world, unless he specializes in poisons all year round, how can ordinary doctors in Langzhong distinguish many poisons.

And among the poisons, especially the rare snakes, insects, rats and ants are the most difficult, most of those poisons exist in the deep mountains and old forests, the world is easy to see, and the toxicity is extremely strong, if you are bitten, you will basically be helpless.

Yong'an Town belongs to Qingshui County, and the entire Qingshui County is the fief of King Jing, as the head of the guard said, if the little prince is not saved, no one will be able to survive even the pharmacy shopkeeper and Mr. Zatang.

Mr. Zatang secretly scolded bad luck, the little prince has to hunt in the deep mountains, if he is bitten, he will be bitten, it doesn't matter to me whether you return to the palace or die, this time it's good, just because Yong'an Town is the closest to the place where the little prince hunts, which has caused a killing disaster to himself.

With a bitter face, Mr. Zatang asked with a glimmer of hope: "My lord, what kind of poisonous insect was the little prince bitten, and when did he fall into a coma?"

"No one saw what kind of poisonous insect it was, and the little prince fell unconscious less than a quarter of an hour after being bitten. The leader of the guards said in a cold voice impatiently.

Hearing this news, Mr. Zatang's only hope was dashed, and he was already unconscious in less than a quarter of an hour, this kind of virulence is so strong, it is by no means an ordinary poison, no one has seen the appearance of poisonous insects, it seems that today he and the shopkeeper are inevitably dead.

Knowing that the little prince was basically not saved, Mr. Zatang couldn't sit and wait for death, so he began to rummage through the medicinal materials, and the dead horse should be a live horse doctor, and he turned out all the antidotes and trauma medicines that could be found in the pharmacy.

Bai Yi has been standing at the door, those soldiers have blocked the outside, he can't get out if he wants to, and he is mistaken for an apprentice in a medicine shop, I am afraid that he will be implicated.

Knowing that he might be implicated, Bai Yi is expression remained unchanged, the poison that Mr. Zatang couldn't solve was a piece of cake for him, how could the experience of mortals be compared with the scattered immortals who had lived for 10,000 years, not to mention the strange insects and poisonous ants in the mortal world, even if it was the poison of countless demon beasts in the cultivation realm, as long as the cultivation was enough, he could easily remove it.

Looking at the trembling appearance of the pharmacy manager and Mr. Zatang, Bai Yi groaned slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Since he encountered the strange poison in the body of King Jing, it seems that he and his sister do not need to move out of Yong'an Town.

After a while, the shopkeeper of the pharmacy and Mr. Zatang packed up two large bags of medicinal materials, and the two of them cried and mourned, and followed the team of guards to leave the pharmacy, and when they stepped out of the door, they found that the young man who had just grabbed the medicine was still standing aside, firmly stared at by several guards with sharp blades.

The shopkeeper of the pharmacy was a little unbearable, and said to the head of the guard: "My lord, this little brother is a guest who grabs medicine, ...... you look?"

The leader of the guards waved his hand irritably, and when he walked out of the pharmacy first, the few guards who were staring at Bai Yi immediately retreated.

Walking out of the pharmacy, the shopkeeper looked back at his own business, shook his head and sighed bitterly, as if he was on the execution ground, and before he could go far, he found that the young man who had just grabbed the medicine not only did not leave, but also followed.

"Shopkeeper, can I walk with you below, I also want to see that kind of strange poison. Bai Yi walked to the side of the pharmacy shopkeeper and whispered.

Hearing this, the shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly said: "Okay, okay! If the little brother recognizes any poison in the little prince, we will be grateful!"

Bai Yi smiled slightly, followed behind the shopkeeper of the pharmacy, and the group hurried to the largest inn in Yongan Town.

King Jing's Mansion is not in Yong'an Town, but is built in Qingshui City, a hundred miles away, and this inn is just a temporary place to place the little prince.

A huge inn has been completely emptied at this time, and in the empty hall, the innkeeper is pale, walking around like ants on a hot pot, looking out from time to time, and then seeing the guards coming with the doctor, and hurriedly leading everyone to a quiet courtyard in the backyard.

Bai Yi followed at the end of the crowd, his steps were steady, not in a hurry, and he looked very relaxed and casual, completely different from those guards and pharmacy shopkeepers, just like an outsider in a position.

Bai Yi was still wearing the usual coarse cloth green shirt, his clothes had already turned white after washing, and there were two patches on the hem, and those who didn't know him thought he was an apprentice worker in a pharmacy.

Entering the courtyard, the guards guarded the door, and the leader of the guards entered the house with the pharmacy shopkeeper and Mr. Zatang, and Bai Yi followed in.

As soon as he entered the house, a faint fragrance immediately came to his face, not rouge pollen or the like, but a dark fragrance with a salty taste, very strange, the moment he stepped into the house, Bai Yi's eyebrows were slightly frowned, not because of this dark fragrance, but because of an ancient old man in the room.

On the couch in the room, there was a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, born with a square nose and mouth, very handsome, but his eyes were closed, and his face was full of a sickly flush, and he was unconscious.

"Fei Lao!"

When the leader of the guards saw the old man, he was immediately overjoyed and said, "When you are old, the little prince will be saved!"

"What kind of poisonous insect did the little prince be bitten, did any of you see it? The old man, Fei Lao, ignored the leader of the guards, and asked in a deep voice, his face gloomy and terrifying.

"Nobody saw it. The leader of the guard replied respectfully and truthfully: "At that time, we were guarding the little prince chasing a leopard, chasing and chasing the little prince and fell off the horse with a loud scream, and when we checked, the little prince's shoulder had begun to fester, and in less than half an hour it spread to his right arm, and now it is ......"

The guard said worriedly, glanced at the motionless little prince, and lowered his head.

The guards are used to protect the safety of the little prince, this time, these guards are all to blame, if the little prince dies, they all have to take their lives.

"The wound has been completely festered, and the old man can't see what kind of poisonous insect it is, and this poison is very strange, it is not deep in the flesh, but it is all the major meridians, if the poison can be expelled, it will be raised and may be cured, if it can't be expelled, the virulence will attack the heart and lungs along the meridians, then there is no help. ”

The eagle-nosed old man said in a deep voice as if talking to himself, and when he heard the head of the guard, his face turned pale, and he thought that when this Fei Lao arrived, the little prince would be saved, but he didn't think that the other party was helpless.

The shopkeeper of the pharmacy and Mr. Zatang stood at the door tremblingly, while Bai Yi glanced at the old man with some surprise, and then turned his gaze to the little prince.

Bai Yi was a little surprised by the old man, because there was a faint strange aura fluctuating in the other party's body, and this breath was exactly the necessary breath for cultivators, called aura.

That eagle-nosed old man is actually a cultivator!