"Master Zhao, where are you people? I didn't see it!"
"Why can't you see that we are at a steamed bun stall? Have you passed by?"
I turned around and drove back. Not long after, I saw Mr. Zhao from Xiangxi and a middle-aged man standing on the roadside. Mr. Zhao was wearing a mask.
After more than a year apart, Mr. Zhao is still the same. Although his hair is gray, he still looks energetic.
I helped them put away their luggage, got in the car and closed the door. I put on my seat belt and turned around and asked, "Master Zhao, have you taken off your mask? Who is this eldest brother?"
"This is Lao Hui from Jishou Aizhai. Don't call me brother, call me uncle Hui. You can take off the mask later."
"Hello Uncle Hui," I quickly handed him the cigarette.
This man is not good-looking, he is in his fifties, with a sallow complexion and messy hair. His dark circles are the worst I have ever seen. He looks like he hasn’t slept in a year. His mouth is full of old yellow teeth, and there are stains between his teeth.
I was wearing a leek leaf and when I started talking, the pungent bad breath almost hit me. Only then did I understand why Mr. Zhao didn’t take off his mask.
"Your cigarette is bad, it's boring, I'd better smoke mine."
He took out a newspaper and a small bag of tobacco from his pocket, spat on his hand, and rolled the tobacco skillfully. He also asked if he would roll one for me, but I quickly said no.
He lit the newspaper and rolled a cigarette, took a nice puff, and said in a hoarse voice: "How far has the little girl come?"
"What's the point of this little girl?" I didn't understand.
Mr. Zhao said from the side: "What Lao Hui means is the little girl who was poisoned by corpse poison. How far has she developed?"
I thought about it and said quickly: "Half of her face is very dark. She is twisting back and forth uncomfortably while lying on the bed. She has a low fever and doesn't respond much to outside sounds."
"Oh, have you ever eaten anything fishy?"
I said: "Currently I only know that I have eaten pork liver, live chicken, and beef heart."
"Good boy! Has she already eaten beef heart?"
I nodded.
Uncle Hui took a puff of the cigarette in his hand and looked out the car window solemnly without saying anything.
He didn't say anything and I didn't dare to ask random questions. It probably lasted more than a minute.
"puff".
Then a foul smell filled the car.
He scratched his head in embarrassment and said with a smile: "Sorry, I farted. I felt it just now and couldn't let it out. I was brewing for a while."
I looked weird and asked, "Is there any hope?"
He threw away the cigarette in his hand and said: "Corpse poison will develop very quickly if not controlled. Once the heart of an animal is eaten, it means it has entered an advanced stage. In this case, no medicine will work.
There are only two people in the world who can save her."
I said happily: "Uncle Hui, are you one of the two?"
He smiled and said: "Exactly."
I picked him up at around 9 o'clock in the morning. When we arrived at the hotel, he glanced at Achun who was tied to the bed by us and said in a cold voice: "Now go and prepare a bottle of strong liquor. The minimum alcohol content is 60 degrees. Then prepare
A three-pound elbow, a moulted squab, seventeen quail eggs, six ounces of fresh leeks, half a pound of river shrimp, remember?"
Although he was confused, in order to save Achun, he quickly asked Xiaoxuan to buy these things.
