Just when Liu Ba's hand was about to be chopped off, Young Master Hua, who had been out in the morning, returned to the inn, heard Liu Ba's crying father and mother's screaming voice to come to inspect, and after asking about the situation, he stopped everyone and saved Liu Ba's hands.

This young master Hua took out a jade bottle from his pocket, poured out a little ru white powder in the teacup, dissolved the hot water, asked someone to dip a towel on Liu Ba's hand, and took out another pill to feed Liu Ba to eat, then turned around and went back to the room.

It's amazing, in less than a meal, Liu Ba's hands were originally black and purple, and his hands comparable to bear paws retreated from edema, and the itching sensation disappeared without a trace, this strange poisonous wound turned out to be so good.

Many doctors in the city were helpless against Liu Ba's poison, but they were cured by Young Master Hua so lightly, and these doctors were naturally quite discouraged, especially the old doctor Ma who proposed to cut off his arm, which was even more faceless. Probably in order to save a little face, before leaving, Old Doctor Ma pulled Uncle De aside and whispered that this kind of strange poison is extremely difficult to rescue, and only those who administer poison will have an antidote.

Of course, Uncle De could hear the meaning of Old Doctor Ma's words, that this poison must have been ordered by that Young Master Hua, and it was because of him that he could remove it so easily.

Such suspicions are by no means unfounded. Then Uncle De found out that Young Master Hua had bought a lot of medicinal herbs in the pharmacy in the city, and after dark, he was tinkering in the guest room in the backyard, and a short and fat man living in that guest room was said to be Young Master Hua's servant.

Although the appearance of the short and fat man is ordinary, there is often a fierce look between his eyebrows, and he doesn't seem to be a good person.

Young Master Hua didn't allow others to approach the room at night, and he also set up a sentry outside the courtyard gate, what they were doing inside, Uncle De and the guys at Rui Dexiang Inn couldn't know. However, every morning, the corpses of rats are found in ditches or other places, and not only rats, but also cockroaches, fleas, mosquitoes and ants have died a lot.

After Liu Ba's incident, Uncle De and the guys in the store didn't dare to touch the corpses of dead rats and even cockroaches and fleas with their hands, so they could only clean them up with wooden sticks, and then throw them away together with wooden sticks. And the guys who went to clean up also found some faint dark red blood stains in the gutter.

After four or five days, the corpses finally did not appear again, because all the rats, cockroaches, and mosquitoes in the inn were dead, but the blood stains in the ditch were still there.

Uncle De listened to the man's report, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, guessing that Young Master Qihua and the short and fat man must be refining some kind of poison in the house every night, and that poison is obviously extremely powerful, so it will poison all the rats and insects in the inn, and even touching it will kill people.

Because of the incident of Liu Ba that day, the people in the surrounding streets and neighbors are all rumored to have a great plague god living in the Rui Dexiang Inn, and the whole inn has been poisoned.

Uncle De will inevitably hear such rumors, and his heart will be even more worried. At present, although the "Evil Dog Gate" has chartered all the rooms of the inn, they will have to leave sooner or later, and such rumors have spread, and I am afraid that no more guests will dare to stay in this inn in the future. What worries Uncle De even more is that although he and the guys in the inn are fine now, God knows if one day they will suddenly die like those rats.

I wanted to ask the young master of the plague god to move away, but seeing the appearance of the "Evil Dog Gate", all of them were not good people, and Uncle De had heard a lot about the affairs of the strongmen in the rivers and lakes who were careless about people's lives, so where did he dare to open his mouth and drive people away?

The owners of other inns in Mengjin City, all of them are smiling these days, counting the silver at night until they can't sleep, only Uncle De has a sad face all day long, although he can't sleep every night, but because he is afraid. In just a few days, he was already a lot haggard, as if he had aged for several years.

At night again, Uncle De sat behind the counter in the lobby of the inn, his eyes straight, and he stared blankly at the guy scrubbing the tables and chairs.

There were originally eight guys in the inn, but since the poisoning, five have quit their jobs, including Liu Ba, who almost had his hands chopped off, and now there are only three who have nowhere to go left in the store.

It seems that when the Chinese plague god is gone, he will definitely invite the monks of the "Longma Temple" to do a good job to exorcise the gods and avoid evil, otherwise this inn will only be difficult to open! Uncle De's heart was bitter, and he sighed incessantly.

Hua Bushi naturally didn't know that he had become a great plague god in the eyes of others, and he was in the room in the backyard of the inn at the moment. The doors and windows of this house were closed, the curtains hung low, and they could never be seen from the outside, and there were only two people in the room, the eldest young master and the "Scorpion Master" Bu Wang.

On the wooden table in the corner of the wall, there are hundreds of large and small paper bags, some of which have been torn apart, and you can see that the paper bags are full of various medicinal materials. And in the center of the room, there was a large stove, the charcoal in the furnace was burning red, and an iron pot on the stove was boiling half a pot of black liquid, already boiling, bubbling "beep", but I didn't know what it was.

Bu Wang stood by the wall, shirtless, with a knife on his wrist, and there were still traces of congealed blood. The look on his face was nervous, and there was some sincerity and fear in his eyes, and he glanced at Hua Bushi who was sitting on the chair in front of the stove.

In front of the chair is an iron shelf, on which are five teacup-sized porcelain cups, each containing a little blood. Hua Bushi stared at these porcelain cups, all his attention focused on them.

After a long time, he seemed to come back to his senses and said, "Bu Wang, this is the first time your blood has been drawn?"

Bu Wang said: "If you go back to the master, you don't count Miss Qiaoyun, the master has already drawn the villain's blood thirty-three times." ”

Hua Bushi nodded, and said: "Every time I draw blood, I shiyan five kinds of antidotes, so far, I have tried one hundred and sixty-five kinds of antidotes, according to common sense, any snake venom, spider venom, toad venom, scorpion venom and worm venom in the world, these drugs can be removed, but they have no effect on the poisonous blood on your body, it seems that the blood poison technique of the 'Miao Jiang Poison Gate' is much more difficult to solve than I thought before." ”

Bu Wang said: "Yes." ”

He was very in awe of Hua Bushi, but in his heart he hoped that the blood poison on his body could be lifted, and he had a complicated expression on his fat face, and he didn't dare to say more.

Hua Bushi pondered for a while, and then muttered: "In this way, although the blood exchange of the poison gate is to use these five poisonous insects to cast a spell, it actually has a unique secret method to create a new kind of strange poison, which is not possessed by the original poisonous insects, and I am afraid that it will be a little troublesome to solve this poison." ”

He seemed to be talking to Bu Wang, and as if he was talking to himself, he said: "In fact, even if it is a brand new poison, it should have a reaction to these many drugs, and the only possibility of such a phenomenon is that this poison has the ability to change, and when I test the drug, the toxicity changes accordingly, so that all my many antidotes are in vain." ”

There may be thousands of kinds of strange poisons in the world, but poison is a dead thing, and there is no intelligence, even if he was born in the poison sect, he has never heard of a poison that can change the toxicity and restrain the antidote. If there really is such a poison, I am afraid that it is the only poison in the world.

He was amazed in his heart, but he didn't dare to say more, but said, "Yes." ”

Hua Bushi raised his eyebrows and said, "You also said yes, then it must be so! Well, since there is such a clever poison, there must be a clever antidote to cure it, although no one has prepared this kind of antidote before, I should also try it!"

He suddenly got up from his chair and walked around the room twice, and as if he had made up his mind, he brought a porcelain cup from the side.

This porcelain cup is the size of a washbasin, dozens of times larger than the previous five.

Hua Bushi took away the five porcelain cups on the iron frame one by one, put them aside, placed the big cups on them, and said, "To prepare a clever antidote, you must first figure out how this clever poison changes. Bu Wang, come here, take more blood today, I want to test the change of blood poison!"

When Bu Wang saw the porcelain cup with a large basin, he was shocked and frightened, thinking that if he wanted to fill this large basin, the blood on his body would have to be drained, but he didn't dare to disobey the master's order, so he had to bite the bullet and say, "Yes." ”

Hua Bushi naturally didn't drain Bu Wang's blood, but he also drew a lot, enough to fill the bottom of the big porcelain cup.

Bu Wang, who had lost too much blood, turned a little pale, and watched Hua Bushi move the iron frame and the porcelain cup on it to the stove, so that the porcelain cup was on top of the iron pot.

"Go and make the fire as strong as you can. Hua Bushi commanded.

Bu Wang hurriedly picked up the blowtorch and the big pu fan on the side, and squeezed the fire vigorously as he said, while Hua Bushi walked to the large pile of medicine bags in front of the table, quickly picked out five or six kinds, grabbed them and threw them into the iron pot.

The liquid in the pot was already boiling, but when Bu Wang increased the heat and boiled it, it suddenly tumbled even more violently, and a burst of gray and simple vapor appeared.

Hua Bushi said: "The effect of this black bone grass juice is to stimulate the medicinal power of these herbs, spread in the steam, the blood poison is varied, and the direct infiltration of the drug will definitely be overcome, only with this method of evaporation, can its strain be measured." Bu Wang, before I tell you to stop, you must keep the fire strong, otherwise if the fire is weak and the medicinal power is insufficient, you will not be able to fight against the blood poison. ”

Bu Wang's hands were already a little weak, and when he heard Hua Bushi's words, he hurriedly intensified the fire, not daring to pause, while taking a few pieces of charcoal from the side and putting them into the furnace. The charcoal fire in the furnace burned more and more, and the steam smoke from the iron pot on the furnace also increased.

These vapor mist rose in the air, drifting above the large porcelain cup filled with poisonous blood, Hua Bushi observed intently, and took a few medicinal herbs from the table and put them into the pot.