Proud Farm Girl With A Space

Chapter 33 Strange Poison Slaughter

Qi Yuan's eyes glanced over the girl's head without a trace, but he didn't see the bright red silk flower. He paused in his footsteps, and moved away first before Jiang Xiaoxiao noticed.

The two turned a corner and stepped into the fog and rain in front of Mingming.

"Hey, the two gentlemen are here? Please take a seat," the waiter smiled enthusiastically and welcomed him in. This is a distinguished guest that the owner has entrusted, so please don't offend him!

Hearing the sound from the teahouse vaguely, Jiang Xiaoxiao touched the back of his head and said strangely.

The fabrics that the two teenagers wore were inconspicuous at first glance, but upon closer inspection, they were very luxurious. Jiang Xiaoxiao didn't know much about fabrics, and she didn't know what kind of material it was.

But this has nothing to do with her, it is more important to find where Fu Rong Ji is.

Otherwise, it would be too late to go back, and I'm afraid my niece could hang a teapot on her mouth.

Jiang Xiaoxiao quickly found Fu Rong Ji and bought lotus flower crisp cheese and pea yellow. Thinking of the large number of people in the family, he bought more.

After paying the bill, carefully put it in the pastry box, and hurried to the direction of the restaurant.

She didn't forget to make pickled cucumbers today. If you don't have an appetite for eating in summer, it's best to have a crunchy and refreshing pickled cucumber.

**

Mingqian Wuyu, private room on the second floor, room No. 1 in Tianzi, since the two of them come here often and are generous, Li Shaoan reserved this room for the two of them.

The main reason is that the two of them look very imposing, Li Shaoan intends to sell well.

The boy holding the sword looked worried, "Second Master, your body..."

The indifferent young man raised his hand and interrupted him, "It's okay, I'm used to it."

The sword-holding boy was Ye Bei. His face was anxious, and he really wanted to knock the master unconscious and fight back, but he thought that the second master only had tea as his hobby. If he was deprived of even drinking tea, then...

He pursed his lips tightly, "Second Lord, Doctor Yun is trying to think of a way, you should take care of your body."

Knock Knock~

A knock on the door interrupted his words, so Yebei had no choice but to step back and stay behind the young man, "Come in."

The shop waiter walked in and arranged the mountain spring water and tea sets one by one. He kept his head down the whole time, not daring to glance randomly at all. After setting them up, he withdrew.

He knew the son's rules, he didn't like others to make tea with him, he liked to come by himself, so he left after leaving.

"Miraculous doctor Yun hasn't found a radical cure for so many years, and he hasn't had a good life for a few years, so what if he finds a way to suppress it?"

Qi Yuan's voice was hoarse, like the sound of rough fingers stroking paper, but his tone was unhurried.

While burning mountain spring water, dividing tea, brewing tea, washing tea cups, and pouring tea, he answered Ye Bei.

A set of movements is smooth and smooth, and it is done in one go, which is very pleasing to the eye.

He knew that no one in the world could cure his poison, even the world-renowned genius doctor Yun could only find a way to suppress it, and relieve the pain of the poison a little bit.

He has no worries about this world anymore, his mother has an elder brother to take care of him, the mountains and rivers are safe, so he doesn't need to worry.

Simply having nothing to worry about, everything has been arranged properly, Qi Yuan only has his hobby of drinking tea.

Because only tea can make him feel the color of life.

The tea soup was clear and bright, with a clear tea fragrance at the end of his nose, and Qi Yuan's eyes, which were as calm as a puddle of stagnant water, finally had a gleam of light.

Qi Yuan picked up the teacup and turned his head to look at the young man holding the sword, "Yebei, do you want a drink?"

The dark green teacup made the young man's hands even whiter. On the whiteness, one can see a series of hideous black lines intertwined with each other.

Qi Yuan was already used to it, turning a blind eye to the lines, the teacup rested firmly in his hand, the water surface was calm, just like his eyes, without a single wave.

Only Yebei knew what kind of pain he had endured under such calm.

Gouju is a kind of poison with no solution.

Ye Bei only knows that this poison is made from several kinds of poisons in the world. When the poison is first born, it has to be fed with a highly poisonous poison. Only the poison that has successfully eaten the poison and survived is eligible to be used as medicine.

Put the surviving poisonous insects together to fight, choose the most powerful one, and work with other poisonous insects to produce a strange poison that no one in the world can cure - Goulu.

Fortunately, the person with such means has been eliminated by the second master.

Gou slaughter will not kill people instantly, it will be poisoned every once in a while, and the internal organs will decay in the poisoning again and again, until death.

When the poison occurs, there will be an indescribable pain everywhere in the body, and this pain will deepen with the poison.

There are those hideous lines all over the body, but the lines were still very light pink when the poisonous hair first started, as the number of poisoned hairs increased, the color of the lines gradually became darker, and now it has turned into black.

Fortunately, after the poisoning stops, the hideous lines will dissipate, and will not be revealed until the next time the poisoning occurs.

Yebei had never heard of such a strange poison that would be like a scorpion, with hideous and weird patterns all over his body.

This poison has been with the master for three years, and he can live for at least another year. Doctor Yun is trying to find a way, but his methods of suppressing it are no longer effective for the second master.

While admiring the second master for enduring the unbearable pain for ordinary people, Ye Bei also felt a little distressed.

It may be because the doctor Yun's method didn't work, so the second master ran out to drink tea when the poison broke out.

Seeing Ye Bei lost in thought, Qi Yuan didn't care, he blew off the heat from the teacup, took a sip, and even in this situation, he became interested in making comments.

"The tea has a strong fragrance, sweet fragrance, endless aftertaste, good tea."

"Second Master, please stop talking."

Qi Yuan stared at him for a while, then nodded in response.

**

Jiang Xiaoxiao returned to the restaurant and drank three bowls of water in succession before she came back alive. Only her lovely niece was worth her running around in the scorching sun.

She found Jiang Xiaoyue in the private room where she stayed yesterday, she couldn't help but soften her voice, and raised the food box at her, "Yueyue, look what I brought you?"

"Little aunt!"

Jiang Xiaoyue exclaimed, her eyes were full of joy, and she hurried over to hug her.

If the little aunt didn't come back again, she could hardly help falling asleep.

Jiang Xiaoxiao opened the food box amusedly, pinched her round face, "Don't you want to eat cakes?"

Jiang Xiaoyue's eyes lit up, "Auntie bought it for me specially? Did you keep it for grandparents?"

"Yes, I bought it specially for you, and I left it for them."

After receiving an affirmative answer, Jiang Xiaoyue picked up a piece of pastry and tasted it carefully, her face full of satisfaction.

The little aunt bought it for her specially, and she wants to eat it slowly.

"Okay, just stay here obediently, I'll go to the back kitchen first."

Jiang Xiaoyue nodded obediently.

Jiang Xiaoxiao put away her schoolbag and walked towards the back kitchen.

After making pickled cucumbers, she has to come back to complete the homework assigned by her husband.

Mr. Mo Xian confessed that she would write down the classroom rules every day, and copy three copybooks, and hand them to him for inspection after school.

When you have practiced your handwriting neatly, you don't need to write classroom rules anymore.

Jiang Xiaoxiao could only be obedient.

I thought it would be best to finish these two things in the afternoon, and at night I had to go into the space to plant flowers, and make jasmine sachets for everyone, and I was busy!