Over time, their medical skills have regressed a lot, but their poison and hidden weapons are extremely powerful, and their two samples became famous as soon as they came out of Dashan.
However, the family seemed to offend many people in the end. Few people had heard of them. But when Shiyan was ten years old, a surnamed Huangfu asked her father for fortune-telling. Only then did I know that there was such a family in history, which seemed to be somewhat similar to the Tang Clan in the novel.
After I heard this, I was a little confused. What did the Guili matter have to do with the Huangfu family? What are you talking about
The poetry said whether I am stupid. Although the medical skills of the Huangfu family are not as good as those of the ghost family, when it comes to poison, it is a complete victory over the ghost family. If I can find someone from the Huangfu family to help me deal with the ghost, then I am afraid of a hammer.
It seems to make sense to me, but I have only heard of Huangfu's surname. I have never seen a surname of Huangfu in real life. Where can I find this person
At this time, Shiyan grabbed the chaffinch back while I was not paying attention, and then stuffed it directly into his mouth, for fear that I would snatch it back.
"What to look for, he is in your school." Shiyan said while eating the chicken gorgingly.
"In my school, how did you know?" I asked.
Shiyan said of course that she knew that when the Huangfu family asked her father to fortune, her father told him that the child must go to that school in high school, saying that there is a kid who will help him avoid this life and death disaster. Otherwise, who He couldn't save his child, but he didn't know after reading the poems of senior high school. He probably didn't graduate.
When I heard about it, it was a coincidence that people were in our school. Then I’m going to look for them after school this afternoon to see what this Huangfu family looks like. When I was a kid, I liked Tangmen when I read martial arts novels. Unexpectedly, there is really a prototype of Tang Sect in real life.
Didn’t her master teach the physiognomy and hexagrams of poetry and language? Why does her dad also know physiognomy and can count things after so many years, how high is this way
Shiyan licked his fingers and said: "Who said that my physiognomy and hexagrams were taught by the old man? I am the only one who is not taught by him. Fortune-telling is my family alone, handed down from the family. The old man hasn't fortune-telling yet. I'm sure, and teach me, huh!"
It turns out that Shiyan's family is fortune-telling for generations. I said, then why did you come out to beg? There are a lot of rich people in this era. Fortune tellers can easily get money in their pockets. The capable fortune tellers are basically wealthy, living in a western-style building and driving a good car. Poetry would take a broken bowl and dangle it everywhere. I will take her in, maybe I have to shake it up, it’s hard to live a full meal and a hungry meal.
"Go, go, disturb the old lady to eat, how do you mortals know the troubles of our little fairies." Not only did Shiyan not answer my questions, but instead drove me away, no matter what, it's time to go back to school.
After returning to the classroom, I used to take out the textbook, but soon I discovered that there was some white powder on the surface of the textbook, and I had already touched my hand when I took the book.
I hurriedly wiped my hands with paper towels, but my hands were itchy at this moment. I immediately understood that there was a problem with these powders. I couldn’t help but scratch it a few times, and found that the more itchy scratches, the more itchy the whole hand. Scarlet scratches.
"Don't scratch, otherwise, the more you scratch it, the more itchy, until you can't help but cut off your own hand with a knife." The ghost Li next to her said quietly, her mouth turned up, her face full of smug expression.
"You... what did you do to me?" I looked at this woman in horror, she wouldn't poison me, right? 61 Pen Fun Pavilion
Guili laughed, pointed to the white powder on my book, and then put his chin in one hand, as if waiting to see my good show.
"No man has ever dared to speak to me like this. Some have gone to the hospital to lie down. Your plot is particularly bad, so I will torture you slowly. This powder will only make you itchy for a few hours without hurting you. You, but in these few hours you will be more uncomfortable than death." Gui Li looked at it quietly, the expression on his face was very proud, as if I was a creature in her captivity, she tortured me as she wanted.
"However, if you kneel on the ground and beg me, I will consider giving you the antidote." Guili said.
Heh, this ghost Li also despises me, Lin. The man has gold under his knees, he kneels up to heaven and earth, kneels down to his parents, and wants me to kneel to her, I yeah, even if I cut this hand, I won’t compromise her. .
Although I was very unconvinced and unwilling, but her poison was too itchy, and she couldn't scratch it. It was more uncomfortable than death.
No, I have to go to the toilet and wash my hands. Maybe I can clean the poison, even if it only relieves it, it's too itchy, anyone can bear it.
"You can't touch the water, the poison will boil as soon as it touches the water, and your skin will rot at that time, don't blame me for not reminding you." Guili warned.
Damn, this doesn't work, that doesn't work either, just sit for a few hours like this, who can resist it, now I'm already itchy and sweaty, and I feel uncomfortable.
"Please, kneel down and beg me and I will give you the antidote." Guili said again, her expression full of expectation. She was looking forward to the moment I kneel down, that would be the moment of her victory.
This time my heart began to shake, because it was too torturous, as if there were countless ants crawling on your hands, you still can't scratch, can you experience this feeling? I even wanted to chop off my hand as soon as possible. Although I don't have an eagle or a little dragon girl, I still prefer to be a Yang.
No, no, I can't admit defeat, I can't kneel, I have to hold on no matter what. The only way now is to divert my attention. Only in this way can I survive a few hours of poisoning.
After the teacher came, I began to listen carefully, trying to use this method to distract, but then I found it was useless at all, but it was even more itchy.
Damn, there's no way, I can only use the trick of the domestic master Lingling paint Zhongxing.
I swallowed, then took out the phone carefully, turned on the mute, and then took out the kind of movie that had been cherished for many years in my phone.
Yes, during class time, I was still a female classmate at the same table, so I shamelessly watched that kind of movie with my mobile phone under the table. This time I fight, I will bet all the faces, don’t let Lao Tzu win , If I'm fine this time, I will definitely find someone from the Huangfu family to come over and kill you.
Guili, you wait for me.
I was scared of her before, but now it has become angry. Even if I was insidious and poisoned, I actually wanted me to kneel to humiliate me. This woman is too much, I don’t believe that no one in this world can be cured. Live you!
Having said that, watching a movie in this atmosphere is really a bit nervous and excited, and this itch is half resolved by some aspect.
(End of this chapter)