When it comes to martial arts and tactics alone, Si Haochen is not afraid. However, when it comes to preventing the opponent from poisoning, he is really a little worried.
"I'll go together tonight, that's it. It's decided." Mingruo directly made the decision and finalized the action, with a firm expression that did not allow for refutation, "No objection is allowed, objection is invalid!"
"..." Yan Zhaobai's mouth twitched, when did Xiao Jiuer become so arbitrary?
Yan Zhaobai looked at Si Haochen and signaled him to "commit crimes against the wind" to stop Xiao Jiuer from doing dangerous things.
His Royal Highness Prince Ke Yun is mighty and domineering outside, but in front of his wife... Anyway, even if he is not willing to do something that his wife must do, he has never stopped her from succeeding.
The brother-in-law is unreliable, so the 'eldest uncle' can only take action personally: "Xiao Jiuer..."
"Fifth Brother, I must go. I am not willful or fooling around. Medicine and poisoning are my areas of expertise, and I can help." Seeing Yan Zhaobai want to speak, Mingruo did not give him a chance to speak.
"I know you don't want me to go because you are afraid that I will be in danger. However, I also want to use my own power to protect the people I care about. Please respect my thoughts and decisions."
"Okay..." Yan Zhaobai couldn't say a word he had originally prepared, "I'll go with you."
"Fifth brother, you should rest in the inn."
"Xiao Jiu'er, don't you have confidence in your brother's martial arts? No matter how weak I am, can I still be weaker than you?" Yan Zhaobai deeply felt that he had been underestimated more than a little.
"Fifth brother, you really can't compare with me." Ming Ruo shook his finger at Yan Zhaobai, "I have a husband with strong martial arts skills. If I encounter any danger, my husband can run away on my back. Chang Shan is not here, what will you do?
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Yan Zhaobai was first hit by a wave of dog food, and then, although Xiao Jiuer's words were correct, why did he sound so awkward?
Si Haochen lowered his head and looked at the sketch of Zhuangzi drawn on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, his lips slightly hooked and his eyes full of smiles. Yan Zhaobai had consumed too much dog food and felt that he had to slow down.
Fifteen came back after dinner and put a celadon bottle on the table: "Madam, this is the medicine you asked me to buy."#@$&
"Does the queue take so long?" Thinking about the queue before they left, it shouldn't be so.
"The Wuchen Palace has sold out a long time ago. I bought it from someone else." Fifteen felt a little guilty when he said 'buy'.
"Is that extra money? One hundred taels is not enough, right?" Mingruo took out his wallet, and he couldn't let the errand boy add money.
"My subordinate stuffed me with a hundred taels of silver notes, and the other party didn't say anything else..." Shi Fifteen scratched his head.
Fifteen went to the person in front of him to buy medicine, but they didn't sell it. Finally, in order not to delay the master's business, he found a second-generation ancestor who looked stupid and took the medicine directly from him.
Then he stuffed the banknote and it was regarded as a purchase. Ahem, he took the medicine away anyway, and the other party didn’t (know) what was right.%&(&
"Oh." Mingruo didn't know the twists and turns involved. Anyway, the errand boy didn't put any money in, so she didn't care.
He put on his gloves, took out a small plate, poured out a small amount of Xiongfeng Powder, and fiddled with it a few times with a medicine spoon.
"There shouldn't be that kind of ointment in this Xiongfeng Powder." Si Haochen saw that the powder was reddish-brown, had a loose texture, and didn't smell any strange smell.
"Yes." Mingruo nodded. Before Si Haochen could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard the little girl say, "If you shave off the flesh, the bones will not be wasted."
Although Xiao Jiu'er and Si Haochen didn't say clearly what kind of ointment was used in the ointment, Yan Zhaobai was smart enough to guess the general idea from what he said. At this time, after listening to Xiao Jiu'er's words, he just felt
Scalp numbness.
Mingruo quickly analyzed the ingredients of Xiongfeng Powder. The efficacy of the medicine was similar to that of beauty cream. Both of them followed the "can't stop taking medicine" routine. Mingruo put the poured out powder back into the bottle, and then used a
Seal the bag only and put the small medicine bottles aside.
It was night, and everyone in the group put on black clothes. Mingruo gave everyone a black mask with extremely high protection level. When it was Yan Zhaobai's turn, Mingruo paused his hand and said, "Fifth brother."
"Stop talking nonsense, bring it here." Yan Zhaobai took out the mask from Mingruo's hand and put it on like they did in the first grade of junior high school. "I will go if you go. If you don't go, I will stay with you in the inn."
If Ming is really worried about Yan Zhaobai, he may be an excellent general, but he may not be an excellent secret guard. Facts speak louder than words, and her worries are unnecessary. Although Yan Zhaobai's martial arts is not as good as Si Haochen,
But they are still on par with those in the first year of junior high school. They are very skilled in climbing over walls, sneaking around, and saping people.
This village was built at the foot of a mountain, a little far away from the surrounding villages, and the surrounding area was very empty. Moreover, there were a lot of patrols, so it took some effort to sneak into the village.
I originally thought that it would be so difficult to enter the village, but it would be even more difficult to enter the workshop. However, I didn't expect that the closer I got to the workshop, there were not many people patrolling nearby.
However, Mingruo had long discovered that there was something similar to a 'poisonous miasma' spread around the small courtyard. If you don't take the antidote, you will be infected as soon as you get close to it. Mingruo sent Linglong to clear the obstacles, and Si Haochen fought.
He made a gesture to ask everyone to stop first.
Arriving outside the courtyard wall where the workshop is located, you can faintly smell a fishy stench, which smells like burnt pork.
Si Haochen and Ming Ruo jumped to a banyan tree in the small yard. The tree was so huge that it was no problem for the other people to hide there.
The moonlight is good tonight, and through the light streaming from the workshop window, you can clearly see the movement in the yard.
There was a carriage parked in the small courtyard, with three fine coffins loaded on it. Five or six big men came forward to 'carry the goods', and it took four people to lift one. These big men wore red belts around their waists, and their heads were
She wore a red hairband on her upper body, which looked a bit strange in the dark night.
"Why do you always bring back such a thick coffin? It's so heavy to carry..."
"The thin coffins are filled with poor people. Each one is as thin as a thin bamboo pole. Can he have two ounces of oil on his body?" another big man said.
"Too."
"The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and the smell is getting worse..."
A few people quickly 'unloaded the goods' and began to remove the long nails on the coffin lid. After opening the coffin, they directly carried the body to the workshop. After that, there was a burst of chopping melons and vegetables.
After a while, the smell wafting from the workshop became stronger...
After confirming that this was the place where they refined the ointment, there was no need to stay long. As soon as Si Haochen gave the order to 'evacuate' the place with his hand gesture, more than a dozen people entered the small courtyard with lanterns and torches.
The leader was a man in his forties, wearing a gray monk's robe and a large cloak with apricot yellow and blue cloud patterns. His eyes looked around the yard: "The visitor is a guest. If you don't come out and sit down,
If you just sit down and leave, do you think you are disgusted with poor hospitality and poor hospitality?"
