Chapter 101 Everyone has been dead for several days, how can I help?
Chapter 101 Everyone has been dead for several days, how can I help?
"You're so old-fashioned and pretentious!" Xuanyuan Yu snorted lightly.
She doesn't like this artificial woman.
Thinking of this, Xuanyuan Yu held Xia Ruyan's arm and shook it a few times.
"Master Shen, something happened."
A guard wearing auction house attire hurried into the back hall, raised his hands, nodded and said: "The people from Tan City brought their young master's body and placed it in front of our auction house. "
Chu Yue lowered her eyes, her thick eyelashes covering up the cunning light in her eyes.
The main event is here.
Whether he can become famous in Chang'an City depends on this half-dead young master of Tan City.
Song Su frowned, then sighed, "Let's go and have a look."
The young master of Tan City is a thirteen-year-old boy. His body was poisoned by the ice sacrifice, and his limbs were like ice cubes.
Song Su used to be an alchemist. Once he was seriously injured and was saved by City Lord Tan.
At that time, he mistakenly took the antidote to the ice ritual poison and swore to God that he would cure Young Master Tan Cheng.
"Miss Ye, you need to rest in the back hall first while Mr. Song and I go over to resolve the matter regarding Young Master Tan Cheng." Yun Ji bowed politely and her voice was charming.
"I know a lot about medicine, maybe I can help." Chu Yue said with a slight smile.
Yunji: "..."
The person has been dead for several days, what can be done to help? Dig a grave on the spot, or hold a funeral immediately?
...
night.
The autumn wind is blowing and the frost is thick.
The streets of the underground market are crowded and lively even at midnight.
Looking at the door of the auction house, it was even more crowded.
A corpse lay on the marble floor.
The corpse's body, eyebrows and eyes were all covered with thick white frost.
So much so that this small piece of heaven and earth is as cold as winter snow.
A white-haired, over 70-year-old house slave knelt on the ground, hot tears falling from his cloudy eyes.
"My poor young master, you are only thirteen years old. If someone hadn't taken your antidote by mistake, you would be in high spirits now."
The slave's eyes were filled with tears and sorrow.
Every word and every sound was a complaint against Song Su.
The onlookers around also expressed regret:
"It's so pitiful. You're only thirteen years old, so young."
"I heard that this young master of Tan City, before he was poisoned, was a well-known genius in the princely countries, and was even admitted to the Shenxuan Academy under special circumstances."
"It's a pity, God is jealous of talented people."
"This is to blame, and that Mr. Song is also to blame."
Song Su strode out, and when he heard those voices, his eyes dimmed a bit.
Song Su walked over and helped the slave who was kneeling on the ground up: "Uncle Zhang, Song will give Tan Cheng an explanation for this matter. You get up first."
Uncle Zhang shook off Song Su's hand, "Young Master Song is a man who breaks his word. I can't believe what Young Master Song said. I only hate my young master for his unjust death!"
From the carriage behind, a majestic middle-aged man wearing a python robe stepped out.
"City Lord Tan." Song Su nodded.
City Lord Tan's eyes were a little swollen, and there was a heavy dark blue under his eyes, which showed how exhausted he was these days.
"Song Su, my son is dead, is this your explanation? If I had known that my son would die such a tragic death, I should not have rescued you, a white-eyed wolf, back to the mansion." City Lord Tan said angrily.
Song Su was disappointed and lowered his head.
For this matter, he could only be pushed to the ground by City Lord Tan and scolded.
Although he is proficient in the art of refining medicine, he is powerless in the face of Young Master Tan Cheng's ice sacrifice poison.
"City Lord Tan, I'm sorry, my medical skills are not good enough."