Meng Qi touched his nose awkwardly.
He was intentionally angry, and he wanted that guy to give up his reason and reveal some useful information from his mouth when he was extremely angry.
Who knew that Lord Li was so arrogant that he would faint once scolding him.
Meng Qi reflected on himself, and the people he has always interrogated were either tough soldiers in the army or literati with hard bones, plus the dead men and later Jianghu people... They are all people who can stand up to tossing, and they have to fight with words if they speak less. For four or five rounds, how could Li Zhubo fall when he came up like this.
"The tent was smashed too hard." Meng Qi pushed the responsibility off, then pulled out the wormwood from the bag and lit it.
When there is a loss, you have to be careful and help Doctor Mo prepare for the third needle injection.
Smoky.
The swordsman took a step back in silence, he found the smell pungent.
Mo Li looked at Li Zhubo's head and worried.
The silver-needle acupuncture point's method of evoking sanity was miraculous the first time, barely ok the second time, and may not be effective the third time in a short period of time.
Before Mo Li could figure out the order in which to use the needles, he suddenly felt that the smoke he caught out of the corner of his eyes was not quite right.
so thick
Just order a wormwood, not cooking with fire.
Mo Li subconsciously turned his head to look at Meng Qi, only to realize that the fog seemed to be floating from the nearby woods.
Meng Qi was in the smog of wormwood and did not notice the abnormality.
not good!
The ink carp stood up abruptly and shouted urgently, "Hold your breath."
Probably because the smell of wormwood is too strong, and the ink carp could not smell the peculiar smell in time.
Meng Qi flicked his hand to extinguish the fire, threw the mugwort into the crack of the stone, and sprinted out several feet away with Li Zhubo's shoulders.
The swordsman was far away from the wormwood, close to the forest, and was approached by the mysterious smoke. When Mo Li didn't remind him, he hadn't noticed anything. At this moment, his true qi was a little weak.
"What is this, a drug?" the swordsman asked in horror.
Smoke-like smoke drifted slowly.
It happens to be the darkest time before dawn, and ordinary people can't see the form of fog at all. By the time they notice it, it may be too late.
"Is it the poison they put?" The swordsman's hands and feet were slightly numb. Fortunately, he found it early and the symptoms were not serious, but this kind of unknowing trick really made his heart skip a beat.
"impossible!"
When Meng Qi looked around attentively, when he heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little ironic, "You are also the leader of a killer organization. Can the assassination method work? I have to tell you?"
The swordsman was just too stimulated tonight. He only felt that the past few decades had been in vain, and he didn't know anything, so his mind was confused for a while.
Being reminded half-sarcastically by Meng Qi, the swordsman finally "retrieved" his brain.
- Want to be drugged. poison. After mixing the medicine with water, make it transpiration and fog, and then calculate the direction of the wind to send it
Not to mention that when the medicine evaporates, only the person who happens to be near the pot and the fire will be caught when inhaling it. After drifting away, let alone the poison, even the fog melts into the wind and can’t be seen, let’s just say the wind direction, the assassin dreams They all wanted to release a poisonous mist to eliminate the target and all the guards around the target in one breath. It was easy and safe. In fact, it was impossible.
The wind will change.
Only in certain seasons, or in certain terrains, will the wind blow in a fixed direction.
The problem is that it is usually windy there, and the smoke and fog are already in the sky.
The only places that can really use poisonous mist are dense forests, swamps, and canyons... These are relatively special places with natural terrain advantages. However, they are outside the city at the moment. Many mountains in Yuzhou are small mounds. There are no mountains in Runxian County.
When Meng Qi stopped here, the swordsman had already carefully looked at the woods.
The trees are low and sparse, and even individuals can't hide, can they still set fire to the poisonous smog
Although this is the case, the swordsman's trick is also real. He held his breath and said with a sound transmission: "Where does the fog come from?"
Li Zhubo groaned in a coma, and Meng Qi had to carry him and withdraw further.
"Doctor, come and take care of this person, I'll go to the forest to see." Meng Qi disliked Li Zhubo as a burden, but he couldn't let him die.
"No need."
Mo Li was closer to the forest. He felt the trouble of coming and going, so he simply entered the forest by himself.
"Be careful, doctor." Meng Qi sounded worriedly.
Because he couldn't breathe and couldn't speak, Mo Li simply omitted the sound transmission and just nodded.
It was dark in the forest.
From the outside, the trees were low and sparse, not dangerous.
Once in the forest, the branches are covered with branches and leaves, and the line of sight is inevitably blocked. Rao is the black carp who has no eyes that can penetrate the stone trunk.
He listened carefully to the movements around him. The night birds were making strange cooing noises on the trees. There were also rustling movements in the grass. They were small things like hares and mountain mice. Summer nights are always so lively.
No, the sound of insects seems to be low.
The ink carp jumped up on the branch of a tree with anger, and listened carefully.
Only the cicadas on the nearby trees were calling, and the insects in the grass were silent.
The ink carp followed the sound, and immediately found that there were wisps of smoke on the ground.
The initial fog was black and yellow, and the color was extremely thick. The smoke gradually faded when the wind blew, and it was difficult to distinguish it from twenty steps away.
The ink carp held its breath and could not smell the smoke.
He thought for a while, then quickly pulled out a dumb rabbit from the bushes and tried to bring it into the smoke range.
The rabbit suddenly struggled, his legs were kicking around, his head swayed back as if he was out of breath, his head was down and his limbs were motionless.
"… "
still alive.
The ink carp knows the life and death of the rabbit without looking.
At first, he pretended to be dead when he was in danger, but gradually, with the inhalation of smoke, the rabbit became restless, opened his red eyes, waved his limbs and opened his mouth to bite.
The ink carp threw it on the ground, but it didn't even run away, it moved on its knees, as if it was twitching, and it seemed to be gnawing on something intoxicated.
There is no grass under the rabbit, only leaves and dirt.
Seeing this scene, how can Mo Li still not understand, 80% is the smoke after A Furong's burning.
- This is not an assassination poisonous attack, but the Sun family saw that the situation was not good and directly burned the place where the Afurong poison pill was made.
This secret workshop is hidden deep underground, and the access is only connected by secret passages.
Whether it is a secret room or a tunnel, there must be ventilation openings. Now the smoke is coming out through the vents.
After the fire burns out, it will be difficult for anyone to guess the recipe of the pill from the pile of ashes, and this southern border holy medicine, as long as there is no real substance, will be regarded as madness by others, and will not be believed at all.
The ink carp subconsciously touched the bottle in his arms.
Fortunately, in the Ganquan soup, he did not give it all to Fengxing Pavilion because he was jealous of A Furong's power. Otherwise, this bottle of pills might be left in the ruins at this moment.
The ink carp performed light work and quickly left the forest.
To Shang Mengqi's suspicious gaze, Mo Li directly stated his guess.
Meng Qi frowned, and all his limbs and bones felt strange.
Not poisoning, but the excitement of encountering opponents.
- I haven't felt this way for a long time.
The corners of Meng Qi's lips unconsciously curled into a smile, and he whispered as if talking to himself: "That shopkeeper Sun is a person."
He was much more decent than Li Zhubo. When he broke it, he broke it. First, he ran away in time, so that they could only go to the military camp to try their luck. After the formation was broken and changed, instead of sending people to chase, they burned the place where Ahirong Pills were produced.
This move also shows that Shopkeeper Sun has a high status in that secret organization and is quite authoritative.
Otherwise, even if there is another decision to directly order the retreat, abandon and burn such an important workshop, wouldn't his subordinates object
How long has it been since Meng Qi robbed Lord Li out? The smoke had burned out of the vents and out of the woods.
With such a quick action, Shopkeeper Sun must have made a plan for this step when he went to the military camp, just in case, and even issued an order to arrange the manpower when he passed through the secret passage.
Take one step and think three steps, and always be ready to deal with it. Even if you fail, you can retreat completely, and even let the enemy get no benefits.
The swordsman looked at Meng Qi's slowly expanding smile, and his solemn and murderous eyes, which were completely opposite to his expression, and suddenly realized the original relationship between Mo Li and Meng Qi without a teacher. What could this guy have? Insane, so he needs a famous doctor to look after him all the time.
The swordsman simply suspected that Meng Qi was not the one who inhaled the poisonous mist.
"Is the smoke from A Furong's burning poisonous?" Meng Qi asked. He saw Mo Li's serious expression, and the swordsman didn't seem too nervous when he knew the situation.
"It will cause people and animals to lose their sanity for a short time, go crazy when the amount is large, and if it is mild, it should only be weakness in the hands and feet..."
Mo Li looked at Li Zhubo and swallowed the following words.
When Xue Lingjun broke the medicine and burned a small piece to try it, he found that chickens were flying and rabbits were chewing dogs and he even learned to giggle. This is because their brains are slightly out of control and cannot control their muscles and bones, which is why they make all kinds of strange things.
Meng Qi also found that Li Zhubo lying next to him was a little wrong.
I saw Li Zhubo suddenly laugh silently in the daze, his smile twisted, his limbs twitched slightly, as if he was away from the torment of a headache.
"This... is there any help?" Meng Qi looked at Li Zhubo with disgust.
"Don't let him continue to inhale the smog."
Mo Li was helpless, because he saw the swordsman pointing at him.
"You should know that this level of poison is not a big problem." After a few more laps of the internal power of regulating breath, all the symptoms disappeared.
Li Zhubo doesn't know martial arts and can't solve it. What are martial arts masters afraid of
Mo Li frowned and asked, "You should have recovered by now."
Swordsman: "..."
Having said that, I still worry about the sequelae.
No one knows better than the swordsman how powerful Piaoping Pavilion is to control the killer's pill.
As long as you are addicted to this thing, it is equivalent to stepping into the gate of hell, and the realm of martial arts stops there. After a year, his internal strength has become manic and difficult to train, his muscles and bones are not as good as before, and only 70% to 80% of the force is left. If he takes a medicine, he may be able to burst out 120% of his strength. Loss of qi and essence, life is not long.
The swordsman is very obsessed with martial arts and swordsmanship, and he will abandon anything that will affect his martial arts progress.
Even if he lives in a tomb, eats rough food, and does not drink alcohol, he is not close to beauty, and he uses hard training and killing day after day to hone his sword skills. Other things about Piaoping Pavilion, and the hidden power of the mysterious owner of Piaoping Pavilion, the swordsman has never explored, he only lives in his own swordsmanship.
"No need for special detoxification?"
“… drink more water, rest more, think less”
Mo Li answered with a blank face.
After finishing speaking, Mo Li pointed at Master Li and said, "Please take him away, and be careful when moving."
The ink carp pointed the swordsman to a high point in the windward direction.
Such an important hostage is given to yourself? The swordsman was startled, and when he returned to his senses, he was surprised to find that Mo Li had called Meng Qi into the forest together.
Meng Qi sounded like a smile but not a smile: "The doctor is not afraid that this Su Li'er will run away with someone?"
Mo Li's head did not return a voice transmission: "A hostage that is not needed, why not try this swordsman?"
Li Zhubo is useless.
Mo Li doesn't know how to strategize, but he can guess what's going on by staring at Meng Qi's expression!
Meng Qi found out that the person who really called the shots in Run County was the shopkeeper of the Sun family business, not Li Zhubo.
Although Li Zhubo was born in the aristocracy of Xiliang, he is a descendant of eight prominent surnames, and he understands the technique of Qimen Dunjia, but his brain is not very bright, and he has some problems with self-esteem. Although Li Zhubo was heavily used in this secret power, it was also for what he had learned, and it was not him who was entrusted with important tasks by the "leader".
Just like the swordsman, he has high martial arts and knows too little.
What Li Zhubo was able to reveal might only be the most superficial things about that secret power. When Meng Qi dug out the news from Li Zhubo’s mouth and went to investigate, those things might have been destroyed by the decisive shopkeeper Sun.
If the interrogation object has lost its value, his life and death will not be so important.
Mo Li said one more thing, asking the swordsman to take care of the unconscious Li Zhubo, just out of the heart of a doctor.
"Ali, you are too kind." Meng Qi sighed softly.
When the war was changed, the useless people were killed directly, and then the heads were given to the enemy.
What are you doing in your own camp? Waste food!
"What did you call me just now?" Mo Li turned his head suddenly.
"doctor?"
"wrong."
Mo Li stared blankly at Meng Qi, who looked innocent.
Aw, I accidentally read out the name that I secretly called in my heart.
Meng Qi pretended to be nonchalant and slapped the smoking ground with full force.
Immediately, the sky was filled with dust, and the ground shook and the trees shook.
At the moment when the ground collapsed, Mo Li's right sleeve suddenly appeared with a knife, and it split open the ground where the air vent of the secret passage was.
The author has something to say: National teacher, think about it carefully, do you suffer from this method of naming names
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Swordsman: Doctor, I'm poisoned, save me
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