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Chapter 572: Prodigal Son Fengzhen (5)

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"A letter from your master? What was written in it?"

Yang Si couldn't help stretching his neck to look at the letter in Wei Ci's hand... I don't know what was written in it, but this man was so happy.

Could it be... He raised his eyebrows lightly, and there was an emotion called gossip in his heart. When he took a closer look, he was suddenly disappointed.

"It's not that Feng Zhen is willing to stay... Why, what amazing talent does this person have to make you so happy?"

Wei Ci restrained the smile on her face and said sternly, "Ci is not happy for the sake of Zi Shi's submission."

Yang Si was surprised and asked, "Oh? Why is that?"

Wei Ci said, "Zishi is usually a slut, and almost no one can persuade him to restrain himself. However, he promised the lord to quit Han Shi San."

True love, this is...

A little surprise flashed in Yang Si's eyes. He was no stranger to the cold food powder. He heard that if he took too much, he couldn't live without it any more. Even so, there are still people who regard it as a standard, because the process of quitting Hanshi Powder is too painful.

Too many people can't hold on and choose to continue to paralyze themselves with Hanshisan.

However... Feng Zhen did not agree to quit Han Shi San, how many cents does this have to do with Wei Ci Kai being unhappy

Seemingly seeing the confusion on Yang Si's face, Wei Ci smiled and said, "Getting rid of Han Shi San is not a one-day effort, but he deserves it."

After Yang Si heard this, he couldn't help shivering.

Co-authoring him is happy, just because Feng Zhen is going to suffer

Why is this fox's heart so dark

Wei Ci said, "Jingrong doesn't understand, you will understand when you really meet Zishi."

Others are worried about his body, but the person involved doesn't take it seriously, but if he is too aggressive, but he is too aggressive, how can he not be angry

Now Feng Zhen is going to be unlucky, Wei Ci is unhappy for a while, I'm really sorry for his broken heart.

but…

Flattening the curvature of the corners of his mouth, he looked at the letter in his hand with dark eyes, with a little doubt on his brows.

Yang Si asked him, "What happened to you?"

Wei Ci replied calmly, "Ci just didn't expect that Zi Shi is only twenty-seven years old, and he has been serving for four years..."

Yang Si thought it was a big deal, and said, "After four years of service, I still have the energy to find death. I don't know how to maintain it. It is indeed a life-threatening situation."

Wei Ci shook her head secretly, that's not what he meant, but he couldn't explain it clearly to Yang Si.

In his previous life, he lived in seclusion in Bianzhou, Zhongzhao, and kept correspondence with Fengzhen. He remembered that Fengzhen first came into contact with Hanshi Powder. It is really baffling that he has been taking Hanshi Powder for four and a half years and has become addicted.

Speaking of... what did he seem to ignore

A flash of light flashed in Wei Ci's heart, and she woke up in an instant!

Cold food!

This thing was indeed popular among the nobility, but at that time, the Kyushu and the five kingdoms were already stagnant, and there was no cure. Some noble sons of the nobility who were drunk and dreamed of death paralyzed themselves with Hanshi San, which worked up and down.

Counting the time, it should be three or five years before Han Shi San was really spread and abused.

Feng Zhen in his previous life only took it after hearing people say that Han Shi San could enhance his physique, but now he is only dying for pleasure.

Before that, Hanshi San was only popular in a small area among the gentry class, and it had never been so widespread.

now what

Recalling the evaluation a few years ago, the scholar who participated in the evaluation stripped and molested him in public, and Wei Ci's face turned pale.

Involuntarily, the words of Master Chen appeared in his mind.

Han Shi San was popular for many years in advance, maybe it has something to do with the evildoer who stole the Dongqing National Fortune.

"After four years of service, the addiction has taken shape. If you want to completely quit, you will have to suffer a lot."

In the previous life, Feng Zhen only took Hanshi Powder for a year or two, and was forced by Jiang Pengji to quit.

According to Fengzhen’s own recollection, the process of Jie San was extremely painful, which made him conditioned to fear the three words Han Shi San.

In this life, I have been taking it for four years... Isn't the pain of quitting multiplied

Yang Si sneered, "Just gloat in misfortune, it's unlucky enough for Feng Zhen to know you."

The addiction of Han Shi San is not as big as that of drugs, and the probability of complete relief is also high, but the withdrawal reaction is not tolerable for ordinary people. The strong mental craving, physical pain, and double pressure can only be achieved by perseverance. Get over it.

Runny nose, muscle pain, cramps, stomach cramps, headache and nausea…

Feng Zhen tried to quit, but the feeling was too painful, he endured it for a while and then gave up, choosing to bow his head to Han Shi San.

Now... How could Jiang Pengji allow him to give up

Feng Zhen also didn't know what Jiang Pengji had done to him. When Hanshi Sanji came up, apart from his eyes that could move and his brain to think, he was paralyzed in all four limbs, unable to speak, and his mind was always awake, feeling the movement in his body.

The addiction lasted from the noon of the scorching sun to the dusk of sunset, and the sweat had wet his inner and outer clothes several times.

Feeling the pain in his body gradually receding, Feng Zhen gasped for breath, as if he had crawled back from the eighteenth layer of hell.

"how do you feel?"

Jiang Pengji came in from outside the house, followed by a guard holding clean clothes.

Feng Zhen lay on his back on the ground and slowly regained control of his body, but his limbs were still weak and it was difficult to even sit up.

"I don't want to... talk to you..."

Feng Zhen's face was full of sweat, and he closed his eyes sleepily, unable to bear to recall the pain before, let alone the self dominated by addiction.

When the addiction came up, he thought of hundreds of ways to kill Jiang Pengji in his mind.

Where's the slightest bit of sanity

"I have someone prepare you some light detox food, and use some after washing. In the past month, addicted hair attacks will be more frequent and last for a long time. If you don't have enough physical strength and full spirit, I'm afraid you won't be able to survive. ."

Jiang Pengji said, "You should also be thankful that you take Hanshi Powder relatively well, and you didn't abuse it arbitrarily."

Feng Zhen has been using Hanshi Powder for more than four years, but the amount of each time is very small and the interval is relatively long. It was not until the past year that it became more frequent, and the dosage began to increase. Otherwise, he would have died a long time ago. die again.

Jiang Pengji has a strong mental and brain domain, which can secretly help him stay awake and pass the withdrawal period relatively safely.

After Feng Zhen heard this, he couldn't help trembling all over his body.

It's so painful once, and it will have multiple attacks in the past month. How can he hold it

"Can I regret it?"

I don't want to quit.

"I can't, I can bear it for a while, and the sky will be vast in the future." Jiang Pengji looked at Feng Zhen, who was lying on the ground like a salted fish, and smiled, "I have made some wine recently, which is far more fragrant and strong than the wine I usually drink, wait for you a little bit. Control your addiction, please have two drinks."

liquor…

Feng Zhen smacked his lips, his tongue was dry, "I want to drink two glasses now."