As soon as he opened his eyes, the master of metaphysics became the vicious stepmother of four oil bottles Chapter 345 Shen Qingqing is the reincarnation of Zhou Papi
Chapter 345 Shen Qingqing is the reincarnation of Zhou Papi
Shen Qingqing lowered his head and winked at Beetle, "It's your turn to perform."
The tentacles on the top of the beetle's head moved, as if it sensed something. It flapped its wings and flew straight towards Luo Dashan. It was originally going to get into his nostrils, but he blocked it with his hand and bumped into the back of his hand, causing the wings to tremble.
He almost fell to the ground.
Lazy Ball and Daju were laughing beside them so much that their tails were trembling, the cats were meowing and the dogs were making a fuss, and the beetles were so angry that they flew into the jar and couldn't come out.
Shen Qingqing raised her eyebrows and raised her fist at them, "If you dare to cause trouble again, you will be kicked out of the house!"
The two furballs curled their lips in grievance, not daring to speak out.
After criticizing the hairball, she had to coax the little insect, and after coaxing the little insect, she still had to persuade Luo Dashan. Shen Qingqing looked up to the sky and sighed: Life is not easy!
Finally everything was settled, the beetle held up its noble little head and slowly got into Luo Dashan's nostril.
The porridge drinkers all crowded around, staring intently at Luo Dashan, who was lying on the straw mat, so nervous that they didn't even dare to blink.
Someone asked him: "Does it hurt?"
Luo Dashan shook his head, "It doesn't hurt, I don't feel anything."
After a while, someone asked again: "Doesn't it really hurt?"
Luo Dashan shook his head again, and just as he was about to open his mouth, his brows suddenly wrinkled.
Everyone raised their eyebrows as he frowned, "Does it hurt? Just shout out if it hurts. No one will laugh at you."
"I..." Luo Dashan opened his mouth under everyone's concerned gazes, bursting into laughter, "Haha, it's so itchy, haha, I can't stand it, haha..."
Then he seemed to have been tapped on his laughter point. He laughed, he laughed, he laughed, he laughed, and he couldn't stop.
"Hey hey hey, bugs are crawling, hey hey, it's so itchy, hey hey..."
The people next to him were so frightened by him that they sat and knelt for a while, and were in a panic, not knowing what to do.
Shen Qingqing and Monk Zhang Er were also confused and quickly asked Zhang Xuan to see what was going on.
Zhang Xuan watched for a while from a distance and said: "He's fine. It's probably the poisonous insects moving in the blood vessels that cause it to be so itchy. Just bear with it and wait until all the bugs crawl out."
As he spoke, Luo Dashan suddenly stopped laughing, pinched his neck and started coughing violently. His face turned red and purple from holding in his neck, and the blood vessels under his skin bulged, as if they were about to explode at any time.
Zhang Xuan's expression changed, and he ran away while shouting loudly: "Get out of the way, the poisonous insects are coming out!"
"puff!"
Before he finished speaking, Luo Dashan's back suddenly shook, and a large mouthful of black blood spurted forward.
A strong stench suddenly erupted in the air, causing Shen Qingqing's eyes to go dark and almost falling to the sky.
One step away, Zhang Xuan grabbed his throat and vomited, "If I had known this would happen, ugh, I would never have come with you, ugh..."
At this time, the crowd suddenly heard Uncle Zhang's shocked shout: "There are bugs, the blood is full of bugs!"
Everyone looked in the direction of his finger and saw a large group of white linear worms crawling in the black blood. Their slender bodies swayed up and down, and spurts of black mucus spewed out from time to time. It was extremely disgusting.
"So we're all being killed by these bugs?"
I don't know who said something, and everyone covered their mouths and vomited wildly when they thought of the disgusting bugs crawling around in their bodies.
There were more than 20 people in the audience. Except for Meng Yuan and Shu Yiyan, everyone else was coughing and vomiting, and could not straighten their waists.
Shen Qingqing squatted in the corner for a long time and finally felt relieved. She waved her hand to Luo Dashan and asked, "How do you feel?"
Luo Dashan moved his chin, which was frozen in laughter, and answered vaguely: "It doesn't hurt anymore. It doesn't hurt anywhere! It's just that my head is still very dizzy and I can't muster any strength."
Zhang Xuan collapsed on the ground and explained: "The dizziness is caused by the residual poison that has not been cleared away. I will just drink two doses of medicine and it will be cured."
Shen Qingqing nodded, it seemed that her method was effective, and apart from laughing for a while, it did no harm to people, so she could operate it with confidence and boldness.
"Everyone, listen to me. You should go home immediately and call all your family members. Don't miss anyone. Let's line up and come one by one."
Everyone dispersed in a hurry, some of them left in a hurry and didn't even take their bowls.
Zhang Xuan finally got used to the stench in the air, found a bamboo stick and wrote the antidote prescription. After writing it, he told Meng Yuan to go to the medical center to buy medicine.
Everything went smoothly after that. Those who bought medicine, boiled water, expelled insects, and killed insects. Everyone was busy and happy.
Of course, except for a certain insect.
After emerging from the eighteenth nostril, the beetle lay flat on the grass with its legs in the air, motionless.
Shen Qingqing encouraged it: "Thinking about your sour bamboo shoots, do you feel stronger again?"
"Zhizhi." The tentacles drooped beside the body, and they didn't even have the strength to lift them up.
Lazy Ball gloated, "It said it was tired and wanted to go home to find its mother, oh no, to find its mother."
"It's such a big bug, and it's time to go home to find its mother." Shen Qingqing used a straw stick to help it turn over, "Get up and work quickly, finish the work early, and buy pickled bamboo shoots for you to eat later."
Under Shen Qingqing's coercion and inducement, Beetle had to cheer up again and continue to work hard.
Half an hour later, the detoxifying herbs were ready, and Luo Dashan shouted to the people who had been dewormed to go over and line up to receive the medicine, already acting like a steward.
Only the beetles were left struggling in the stinking alley.
Lazy Ball sat leisurely on the grass and educated it: "I'm telling you Shen Qingqing is the reincarnation of Zhou Papi, and her heart is blacker than coal. You must stay away from her in the future."
"What? You don't know who Zhou Papi is? Then let me tell you the story of Zhou Papi's chicken crow in the middle of the night. Once upon a time, there was a field, and there was a big landowner named Zhou Papi..."
After the story was told, the beetle finally completed its mission. It lay paralyzed in a pool of blood, looked up at the sky, and squeaked feebly to communicate with the lazy ball about its labor experience.
Just after he finished shouting, he happened to encounter Shen Qingqing coming back holding bamboo shoots. The black-hearted lazy ball seized the opportunity and shouted powerfully: "Shen Qingqing, this insect said your heart is darker than Zhou Bapi!"
Lazy Ball swung his tail and said confidently: "If you dare to say something to a man, you will recognize it immediately!"
Beetle: "Squeak!" (I'll fight you!)
One beast and one insect jumped up and down in the alley, fighting hard to distinguish.
Shen Qingqing looked at the lively beetles, then looked at the juicy bamboo shoots in her hands, and sighed. It seemed that her worries were in vain.
"Yiyan, you can take these bamboo shoots home and stir-fry them."
"Thank you, Auntie."
Shu Yiyan raised his hand to take the bamboo shoot. He had very beautiful hands, with long fingers and well-defined joints, as smooth as jade. He was born with a hand that could hold a paintbrush. Living in this countryside was really a waste of talent.
With a smile on her lips, Shen Qingqing asked him: "Isn't it easy to set up a stall to draw portraits for people?"
"It's not easy, but as long as you can earn money, it's not easy but it's worth it." Shu Yiyan's face was calm, without any trace of depression. This chapter has been completed!