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Chapter 70: Detoxification, Xiaolan's tenderness is revealed

Sweet?

If the dream last night could be called a sweet dream, then there would be no such word as nightmare in this world.

Qin Shaobai smiled bitterly and wanted to stand up, but found that his hands and feet were weak and weak. He could only look at Xiaolan apologetically: "Help me, my legs are numb."

Xiaolan helped Qin Shaobai up, carefully inspected Qin Shaobai's whole body, and finally laid her eyes on the back of Qin Shaobai's hand.

"Brother Qin, why are your hands bloody?"

Qin Shaobai remembered, he yawned at the entrance of the cave, touched the stone wall at the entrance of the cave with both hands, and then opened the tunnel.

If all that is not true, could it be that I accidentally encountered some poison, then everything is just an illusion created by myself.

Seeing Qin Shaobai staring at the walls on both sides, Xiaolan also started searching in a hurry.

Suddenly, she stopped there, staring at a wild grass hanging upside down on the wall.

Strictly speaking, it couldn't be considered a grass. The branches and leaves were very lush, and the fruit was very strange, like two horns of a sheep connected together. And there were obviously blood stains on the horns of the sheep.

"Brother Qin, did you just have a terrible dream?"

Qin Shaobai was so shocked that he almost told the strange dream.

"I think you must have been stabbed by this horn. Its poison flowed into your blood, so your heartbeat will speed up, your breathing will be difficult, and you will also have hallucinations, just like a nightmare.

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I see.

"Sit down and wait while I find some antidote to detoxify your wound." Xiaolan searched carefully beside the ramrod and finally picked a handful of green leaves.

"Plants are very magical. Generally, there are plants that can detoxify poisonous plants. This may be a mutual conflict." As Xiaolan said, she crushed the leaves and applied them to Qin Shaobai's wound.

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A cool feeling came over him, and Qin Shaobai suddenly felt his mind clear.

"Brother Qin, can you tell me the dream you just had?" Xiaolan helped Qin Shaobai walk down and asked as he walked.

"It's all a mess, I can't remember it clearly now."

Xiaolan was obviously stunned for a moment, and then she smiled slightly and said, "Forget it if you don't remember. I'm afraid you might have some nightmares and scream in the middle of the night. We don't want to be woken up by you."

Do you still dare to have that dream? Every time I hear someone reciting Azolla, my mind feels like it’s not my own. I don’t want to hear anyone read Azolla again.

When he was studying, the teacher asked him to recite "Man Jiang Hong", but he could only recite one or two sentences. After this back and forth, he had to recite the entire "Man Jiang Hong".

Wait a minute, why do I always hear Yue Fei's article "Manjianghonghong"? Does my host have anything to do with Yue Fei?

Just as he was thinking wildly there, he saw Song Ci, Xiao Shan and the others chasing after him.

"Master Qin." Li Xian rushed out from the crowd and held Qin Shaobai's hand excitedly, his eyes immediately turning red.

"Why, we haven't seen each other for just a few hours. Don't be so excited, Agent Li."

"You're going to scare them all to death." Song Ci walked over and, like Xiaolan, looked at him all over.

Qin Shaobai shrank his hands.

"Miss Xiaolan, did you find Master in this cave?"

Xiao Shan looked confused, "We were here last night, but we didn't see you. Could it be that you..."

"Xiao Shan, do you want to say that you met the beautiful mountain ghost last night and spent an unforgettable night with her, and then the mountain ghost sent you back in the morning."

Song Ci's words made everyone laugh.

Qin Shaobai also chuckled, this explanation is quite good, it saves him the need to think of any excuses to explain.

The problem is, he himself can't explain what happened last night.

That big cave, that waterfall, that pool, and the warmth brought by the hot air, the most important thing is the man standing on the wall, and the red Manjiang that gives me a headache. Is it really just a dream?

Song Ci said to Qin Shaobai, you should go home to bathe and change clothes first. I will wait for you at the county office. We have some things to discuss today.

When Qin Shaobai took a shower, changed clothes, and walked out of the room in high spirits, he saw Xiaolan standing at the door in a daze, holding a bowl of lean meat porridge and a few side dishes in her hands.

Qin Shaobai suddenly felt hungry, and without thinking anything, he took it and started to feast on it.

"Brother Qin." Xiaolan asked suddenly, "Master Song said that Miss Jin from Wangxianglou fell into a coma after returning from our house, right?"

Qin Shaobai swallowed a mouthful of steamed buns in his throat and coughed violently.

Xiaolan panicked and hurriedly went over to help him beat his back. Who knew that the more she beat him, the worse he would cough.

"Water, give me water."

After drinking a sip of water, Qin Shaobai finally regained his breath.

"Xiaolan, Miss Jin's coma has nothing to do with us, and it has nothing to do with you. I saw it clearly yesterday. That girl was too overbearing. She was hurting you. You were just defending yourself, and you were not hurt.

She."

Xiaolan still lowered her head and didn't speak. After a long time, she raised her head: "Brother Qin, I'm not worried that Miss Jin will come to settle accounts with me. I'm worried that you will resent me because of Miss Jin's affairs. I'm worried that you will blame me."

I will drive him away from the Qin family."

Qin Shaobai sighed and raised Xiaolan's face, but was startled by the tears on Xiaolan's face.

"Xiaolan, don't think so wildly. I've already said that we are a family, a family forever."

After saying that, he suddenly grabbed Xiaolan's hand. Xiaolan looked at him in astonishment, but her face was full of expectation.

"Ah, why did I forget you?" Qin Shaobai became excited, "In terms of medical skills, you are no worse than Song Ci. In terms of martial arts, you can be considered the top master in Nanyang County. You should also know how to tap acupuncture points."

Xiaolan was stunned by Qin Shaobai's words. When she finally understood what Qin Shaobai meant, she laughed: "Brother Qin, you don't think that anyone who knows martial arts can tap and relieve acupoints. Nowadays,

The Duan family in Dali is the most powerful in acupuncture skills in the world. If Miss Jin was really tapped on a secret acupuncture point, perhaps only the Duan family can save her."

"Dali Duan family? Duan Yu?"

Xiaolan was stunned again, and then said in shock: "Brother Qin, how do you know the name of the emperor of Dali a hundred years ago? However, his name is not Duan Yu, his name is Duan Heyu."

So there really was a person named Duan Yu in history?

"The current emperor of Dali is called Duan Zhixiang, the grandson of Duan Yu. He has a younger sister, Duan Zhilan, who must be about seventeen or eighteen years old this year, but she is very famous in the martial arts world. Duan Zhilan's best is the Duan family's acupuncture technique."

Xiaolan continued talking, telling almost all the history of Dali Kingdom.

Qin Shaobai felt a little stupid when he heard this. He looked at the woman in front of him in disbelief. She was like a history book in action, as if nothing could trouble her.

A name suddenly popped into my head.

"Xiaolan, if you know so much about Dali, you must be very familiar with your own country."

Xiaolan said nothing, tilted her head and stared at Qin Shaobai.

Qin Shaobai took a deep breath. He wanted to say something, but he retracted his words, took a deep breath again, and finally said: "Is there a person named Zhao Bai in the royal family of the Song Dynasty?"

As soon as he said the words, Qin Shaobai immediately felt a dull air filling the air. Looking at Xiaolan, his originally soft and rosy face suddenly became pale and stiff.

"Xiaolan, Xiaolan, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, it's okay. There was a gust of wind at the door just now. I'm a little cold." Xiaolan said, walked to the door and closed it. Then, leaning on the door, she said softly: "Brother Qin, the father Yue'er is looking for is

Zhao Bai. But, I can tell you with certainty that there has never been such a person as Zhao Bai in the Song Dynasty royal family."


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