Rao is Meng Qi, and he was almost amused by Changxin's untimely compliment.
These words do not describe cloth, but painting.
Ge Changxin doesn't know what kind of cloth, no matter the color or the material, there is no silver that makes him tempted. The two flattering remarks just now were what he heard on weekdays, but now he reluctantly used them, and he couldn't think of a third sentence, so he could only laugh embarrassingly.
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, Changxin's gang leader glanced at the shop from the corner of his eyes, feeling annoyed in his heart.
Why so unlucky? In order to hide from people, I just found a shop and got into it, and something happened
The two men in black were lying dizzy, and one of them was facing the direction of Mo Li. When his cheeks just made a forceful movement, an invisible force instantly hit his cheek, black. The clothed man raised his upper body and was beaten and rolled half a circle on the ground.
"puff."
Blood and water mixed with two teeth that fell out.
There was also a yellow-brown foreign body in the blood pool, which was oblate and pitifully small. If you don't pay attention, you can even ignore it.
Meng Qi's eyesight is extraordinary, so naturally he won't miss it, not to mention that he saw that it was Mo Li's shot.
After contacting each other, Meng Qi immediately guessed that this thing was a poison sac hidden in the mouth of the man in black. Once the identity of the dead man was exposed, he would immediately commit suicide.
Meng Qi picked up the other man in black who was lying on the ground, and he was a step too late. This man rolled his eyes and turned white, his face was black, foam and saliva continued to flow from his lips, and his body twitched slightly.
Before the surviving man could get up, Meng Qi directly sealed his hole, preventing him from continuing to seek death.
The ink carp picked up the poison sac in the pool of blood, carefully squeezed it open, and sniffed it.
"Snake Venom."
The fishy smell is very strong, with a hint of bittersweet aroma.
The ink carp secretly used its inner strength, and the poison sac shattered instantly.
"Southern Xinjiang Broken Heart Grass, Strychni, and the highly poisonous white-lipped snake." Mo Li frowned. In addition to these, there are some messy things, but the smell is too light, and the smell of snake venom confuses his senses , it is difficult to distinguish.
The doctor can smell the dregs of the medicine to identify the medicinal materials, that is because there are recipes for boiled medicines, and there are contexts to be found.
As long as you recognize the main medicine and a few important auxiliary medicines, you can roughly guess the recipe, and then guess among the possible medicinal materials based on the smell and the shape of the dregs.
In short, this is a delimited range, but poison is not easy to say.
According to Xue Lingjun of Zhushan County, most of the ways of using poison in the rivers and lakes are messed up, especially those guys who steal the Miao Gu poison technique, like to boil all kinds of poisons together, and some snakes, scorpions, spiders and toads , There are also some poisonous medicinal materials, and there are even those with ashes and corpse oil.
Some people will not miss all kinds of turbid, evil and cold things in folklore, such as the water seeping from the yin wall, the newly excavated soil at the grave, and so on.
When the poison is boiled, people are arrested to try it.
The test medicine is not to research the antidote to the symptom, but to see the speed of the poison.
As long as the attack is fast and the death is tragic, it will be done!
Xue Lingjun once scolded after drinking, thinking that the people in Jianghu who use poison like this are all scum, and one should kill the other. It's not that they can create powerful poisons. On the contrary, it is difficult for them to achieve the expected results with random distribution. For example, snake venom, why is the same snake the most venomous snake that has just woken up from hibernation? Of course, because the snake has not been active all winter, the venom has not been consumed, and it is strange that it is not poisonous after a full bite. Any poison that is too small will be ineffective. However, it is inevitable for a blind cat to encounter a dead mouse, and occasionally there will be something terrible tossed out.
Mo Li slapped the chest of the man in black who had taken the poison with his palm, pointed at the same time like a knife, and tapped a dozen acupoints.
The man was already dazed, his body shook suddenly, and he spat out a large mouthful of black blood.
Then he threw up on the street, tears streaming down his face, extremely embarrassed.
His companion who didn't have time to bite the poison sac was originally annoyed, staring gloomily at Mo Li, very angry that Mo Li disturbed his suicide. Seeing the miserable state of the other person at this moment, his expression froze. He had to be thankful that he didn't succeed just now, otherwise there would be one more person who would vomit, cry, foam, or twitch.
The dead are not afraid of death, but if they don't die, they have to suffer, which makes people terrified.
Even the Changxin gang leader looked at Mo Li with fear in his eyes.
- Originally he was only afraid of Meng Qi, but now he finds that this doctor is even more terrifying.
Just imagine that people can't even die, how can this be offended
Mo Li turned his head sharply, and saw Ge Changxin's fearful expression and was puzzled for a while. When he wanted to understand, there was only helplessness in his heart.
In these years, the murderous villains and the dead men with mysterious identities are only ordinary in the arena, but he, a doctor who has the means to save lives, is feared by others.
Mo Li didn't have time to think about it, and there was already a familiar aura coming over from his side.
"The doctor is really powerful." Meng Qi's eyes lit up, apparently he had never seen a dead man who committed suicide by taking poison could be rescued.
In the best situation before, it was just a sigh of relief after boiling the medicine, and then forced to ask the situation.
Because the poison attacked so fast, it would take half an hour to boil the medicine, so there was no time for treatment, unless it was stopped before the dead man bit the poison sac like the ink carp did. However, if people want to die, they can die by biting their tongue and hitting the wall, and they have to spend a lot of people to guard them.
If it wasn't on the street, Meng Qi would like to give an example of the information he missed during the war and the more battles he fought and the more dead subordinates.
"Hey, I didn't meet the doctor earlier." Meng Qi said regretfully.
"… "
His heart froze abruptly, and only a figure remained in Mo Li's eyes.
It seems that every time his mind is shaken, Meng Qi will grab him in time.
When they first met, it was clear that it was Meng Qi who needed the ink carp to stop the madness, but before they knew it, everything was changing. The world outside of Zhushan County seems to be inconsistent with what is said in the book and what Mr. Qin taught.
Words cannot express the suffering of the world, and the ink carp can never take it for granted. He was filled with righteous indignation and tremors after seeing too many things. The teacher taught him how to be a human being, but he never said how those people in the world who were originally "humans" should do what they should do.
-Is it so difficult to just be a "human" without learning from saints
Mo Li often asked himself, but couldn't answer.
If Meng Qi was not around, what would he look like now
It is difficult for you to keep your state of mind, and you will be confused and unable to solve it. Even with the wonderful medical skills of bringing back the dead and the rare martial arts in the world, he can still only save people for a while, but not for the rest of his life.
Meng Qi, who had long since smashed his halberd into the sand in this turbulent world, gave Mo Li an idea, and praised Mo Li in words, but he was still the kind that spared no effort. He and Mo Li are of the same kind, and this advantage is untouchable by anyone else. Mo Li will not doubt what Meng Qi said, will not have different ideas, and will not reject him.
Just thinking of the plump gerbil as a reassurance, the ink carp is still a little uncomfortable.
"If I knew Brother Meng fifty years ago..."
Although Meng Qi had many close friends back then, there was still a layer of separation.
Just like Prime Minister Deng and the others were thinking about what happened next, Emperor Chu Yuan was taboo for the family of the heroic to take the lead. Although Meng Qi was aware of this sign, there were so many problems faced by a country, all kinds of affairs were mixed, and there were many government affairs that needed urgent decisions. On the desks of the important officials of Wenyuan Pavilion, Meng Qi inevitably neglected these "trivial matters" and only thought of putting them on hold for later.
People's minds are unpredictable, Meng Qi neglects these things that he has never seen in his eyes, how important they are to others.
It would be great if there was another person who knew all his secrets and could understand all of them. The two of them saw more things, and they could complement each other and remind each other of the gaps.
Meng Qi couldn't help but sighed: "One person is short, two are long, the doctor is my good medicine, but unfortunately..."
Mo Li thought to himself, unfortunately, he was still a fish in the pool at that time.
Gang Master Changxin looked left and right, and finally realized what was wrong with the two of them. He leaned against the wall, moved out in small steps, moved three feet away, and then ran away.
Meng Qi ignored him. The riot just now had scared the people on the street enough.
Many shops were closed, vendors were busy packing up to hide, and the few pedestrians had disappeared.
At this time, a lonely craftsman squatting on the street with something in his arms looked particularly dazzling.
"Father?"
Mo Li found out that this was the carpenter who ordered the rattle just now.
The carpenter smiled reluctantly. He seemed very frightened, and his words were a little unclear, but he still took out a rattle from the cloth bag and handed it over.
The drum is oval, with a fat bulging gerbil drawn on it with an ink pen. The drumming projectiles hanging down on both sides have been replaced, and now there are two jujubes carved out of wood. .
The carpenter seemed to have carved these things before, and he replaced them without delay.
Why do they make these things? In order to save money, the wealthy households in the small area of Gein replaced the fruit bowls offered during the New Year festival and the cakes placed in the main house with fake ones.
The more glamorous things are placed in the high places and far away, the more they look like goods. Only the plates that are delivered to the guests can be eaten. It is said that this trend has even spread to Taijing. Do so.
These two "jujubes" are very full, and they are also painted with a layer of lacquer. The bright red is very attractive.
The gerbil on the drum surface has round eyes and two paws on his chest. When the rattle swayed, it was as if the dates were flying in front of the gerbil.
The gerbils drawn by the ink carp with a few strokes are quite expressive, and the carpenters can also draw them well.
Meng Qi: "..."
Really caught off guard, he thought it was the gerbil who tapped the belly with his paw.
He still took the doctor too simply.
The carpenter originally wanted to ask what kind of animal the ink carp gave the painting, but the pictures drawn these days are distorted, and the auspicious patterns are more and more difficult to say. Maitreya Buddha is more attractive.
"...they have already received the money." The carpenter said vaguely, rather than explaining, he was convincing himself.
In this way, he could suppress his fear and squat on the side of the street and wait.
If Mo Li hadn't stopped him, the carpenter wouldn't have dared to step forward.
As soon as the ink carp took over the rattle, the carpenter ran away with the thing in his hand.
On the streets and alleys, someone stretched out their heads and headed to look over here. It was the yamen and the chasing fast. They dawdled and refused to show up.
Meng Qi coughed lightly, pretended not to see the rattle, and went directly to the shop where the man in black rushed out to check.
The ink carp stayed on the street and destroyed the scattered hidden weapons one by one, and these hidden weapons were all poisoned without exception. If they are left, accidental injury is likely to result.
When the two men in black first saw Mo Li touching the hidden weapon on the door, they faintly smiled, and then the smile froze. When they saw Mo Li's hand, they fell into a pile of rustling. Broken, fell to the ground.
The ink carp took out the fire book, completely smashed the wooden door panel, and threw it near the pile of broken dust and burned it.
The smoke had a strange smell at first, but it quickly disappeared as the flames rolled.
"There are several corpses in the shop, take them outside the city for interrogation." Meng Qi rolled out an account book.
It was a rice shop. In addition to the fighting marks in the lobby, there were also several bloodstains left behind.
Obviously, before the Changxin gang leader strayed into the rice shop, there was also a fight there.
"The corpse is the shopkeeper and the buddy, both of whom have practiced martial arts. I'm afraid their identity is unusual. It may be a spy from someone." Meng Qi pondered, "It doesn't look like someone from Fengxing Pavilion, the secret room in the back room. There is a volume of account books, ordinary account books can't be hidden so tightly, let's take these two dead men away first."