Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 234|Nine of Ten Funerals


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Meng Qi stroked his nose awkwardly.

He was very arrogant, and wanted to let that guy give up his reason and reveal some useful news from his mouth when he was very angry.

I don't know that Li is so angry that he will faint once when he scolds him.

Meng Qi self-reflection, the people he has always interrogated were not war soldiers in the army, or literati with hard bones, plus dead men and later people from the rivers and lakes...They are all people who can stand the toss, not to mention it. After four or five rounds of language confrontation, how can Li Zhubo fall like this.

"The tent was smashed too hard." Meng Qi pushed the blame off, then took out the wormwood from his suitcase and set it alight.

When you are at a loss, you have to be more obedient and help Doctor Mo prepare for the third injection.

Smoky.

The knife man took a step back silently, he felt the smell choking.

Mo Lei looked at Li Zhu's thin head worried.

Silver acupuncture acupuncture points to regain the mentality, the first time is a miraculous effect, the second time is barely okay, the third time in a short period of time may not be effective.

Before Mo Li thought about the order of the needles, he suddenly felt that the smoke from the corner of his eye was not right.

So thick?

Ordering wormwood is nothing more than cooking.

Mo Li subconsciously turned his head and looked at Meng Qi, only to realize that the fog seemed to be floating in the nearby forest.

Meng Qi is in the smoke of wormwood and has not noticed the abnormality.

Not good!

Moli stood up abruptly and shouted anxiously: "Hold your breath."

About the wormwood smell is too strong, the ink carp could not smell the peculiar smell in time before.

Meng Qi extinguished the fire with a wave of his hand, threw the wormwood into the crevice of the stone, and slid away several feet away with the thin shoulders of Li Lord.

The knife man was far away from the wormwood and close to the woods, and was approached by the mysterious smoke. When Moli didn't remind him, he didn't notice anything. At this moment, Zhenqi was a little weak.

"What's this, drugged?" The knife man asked in horror.

Smoke like water mist drifted slowly.

It happens to be the darkest time before dawn, and ordinary people can't see the form of fog at all, and it may be too late when they notice it.

"Did they put the poison?" The knife man's hands and feet were slightly paralyzed. Fortunately, it was discovered early and the symptoms were not serious, but this unknowingly tricky trick really made him frighten.

"Impossible!"

When Meng Qi looked around, he suddenly heard these words, and couldn't help feeling a little bit of laughter, "How do you say it is also the leader of the killer organization, can the assassination work, do I have to say?"

The knife man just received too much stimulation tonight. He only felt that the past few decades had been in vain. He didn't know anything, so he was confused for a while.

When Meng Qi reminded me half-ironically, the knifeman finally "recovered" his brain.

——Want to mix the drug, poison, and medicine with water and then make it evaporate and fog, and then calculate the wind direction to send it over?

Not to mention that when the medicine evaporates, only the person who happens to be near the pot and the fire will inhale it. After drifting away, let alone the poison and even the fog, it will not be seen in the wind, just say this wind direction. The assassin wanted to put a poisonous mist in his dreams, and he would get rid of the target and all the guards around the target in one breath. It was easy and safe. In fact, this was impossible.

The wind direction will change.

Only in certain seasons or certain terrains, the wind will blow in a fixed direction.

The problem is that there is usually a strong wind, smoke and fog, and it’s already in the sky.

Toxic fog can really be used, probably only dense forests, swamps, canyons... these places with special conditions have natural topography advantages. However, they are outside the city at the moment. Many mountains in Yuzhou are just small mounds. There are no mountains in Runxian County. It is very wide open, and the forest looks a little gloomy.

When Meng Qi stopped here, the swordsman had already looked at the woods carefully.

The trees are so low and sparse that they can’t even hide themselves, and can they even ignite poisonous fog?

Although this is the case, the swordsman's tricks are real. He held his breath and said in a puzzled voice: "Where does the fog come from?"

Li Zhubo groaned in a coma, and Meng Qi had to withdraw him further.

"Doctor, take care of this man, I will go to the forest to see." Meng Qi disliked the burden of Li Zhubo, but he couldn't let him die.

"No need."

Moli is closer to the forest. He feels it is troublesome to come and go, so he simply enters the forest by himself.

"Doctor beware." Meng Qi voiced his voice anxiously.

Because he couldn't breathe and couldn't speak, Mo Lei simply nodded his head without even transmitting the sound.

The forest is dark.

From the outside, the trees are low and sparse, not as dangerous.

Once you enter the forest, the branches are covered by branches and leaves, inevitably the line of sight is blocked, even the black carp has no line of sight that can penetrate the stone tree trunk.

He listened carefully to the surrounding movement, the night birds were making strange cooing noises in the trees, and there were rustling movements in the grass. It was small things like hares, mountain rats, and bursts after bursts. Worms. Summer nights are always so lively.

No, the sound of insects seems to be low.

Mo Carp leaped up to the branches of a tree, and listened attentively.

Only the cicadas on the nearby trees were screaming, and the bugs in the grass were silent.

Mo Carp followed the sound, and immediately found that there were wisps of smoke rising from the ground.

The initial fog is blackish with yellowish color, and the color is extremely dense. The smoke gradually fades when blown by the wind, and it is difficult to distinguish after twenty steps.

The black carp held his breath, unable to smell the smoke.

He thought for a while, and then quickly pulled out a dumb rabbit out of the bushes, tentatively bringing it into the smoke range.

The rabbit struggling suddenly, kicking his legs wildly, his head swayed back as if he had been breathless, hanging his head and limbs motionless.

"..."

Still alive.

The black carp knows the life and death of the rabbit without looking at it.

At first, it was stressing to pretend to be dead when encountering danger, but slowly, as the smoke was inhaled, the rabbit became agitated, opened its red eyes, waved its limbs and opened its mouth to bite.

Moli threw it on the ground, but it didn't run away, crawling around, as if convulsing, or nibbling on something intoxicated.

There is no grass under the rabbit, only fallen leaves and dirt.

Seeing this scene, how can the ink carp not understand, 80% of it is the smoke after Afurong was burned.

——This was not an assassination poison mist attack, but the Sun family saw that the situation was bad and directly burned the place where the Afurong poison pills were made.

This secret workshop is hidden deep underground, and access is only connected by secret roads.

Whether it is a secret room or a tunnel, there must be vents. Now the smoke is coming out along the vents.

After the fire is burned out, it will be difficult for anyone to guess the recipe for the pill from the pile of ashes, and this kind of southern Xinjiang holy medicine, as long as there is no real thing, it will be considered crazy by others and will not be believed at all.

Moli subconsciously touched the bottle in his arms.

Fortunately, when he was in the Ganquan Tang, he didn't give it all to Fengxing Pavilion because of the taboo of Afurong's power. Otherwise, the bottle of pills might be left in the rubble at this moment.

Mo Carp performed light work and quickly got out of the woods.

In response to Shang Mengqi's puzzled look, Mo Li directly said his guess.

Meng Qi frowned, and all his limbs felt strange.

Not poisoning, but the excitement of encountering opponents.

——I haven't felt this way for a long time.

The corners of Meng Qi’s lips burst into a smile unconsciously, as if talking to himself, he whispered in a low voice: "The shopkeeper Sun is a person."

Much thinner and decent than Lord Lei, and when it is broken, they ran away in time, so that they could only go to the barracks to try their luck. After the formation was broken into the military camp, no one was sent to chase after him, but the place where the Afurong pills were produced was burned.

This action also shows that Shopkeeper Sun is not low in the secret organization, and is quite authoritative.

Otherwise, even if there is a decision to directly order the retreat, discard and burn such an important workshop, wouldn't his people oppose it?

How long has it been since Meng Qi brought Lord Li out of the robbery? The smoke had already burned out of the vents and out of the woods.

Being able to move so quickly, Shopkeeper Sun must have made this plan when he went to the barracks just in case, and even gave orders to arrange the manpower when he crossed the secret road.

Take one step and think three steps, and you will always be prepared to deal with it. Even if you fail, you can retreat completely, and even let the enemy not get any benefits.

The swordsman looked at Meng Qi’s slowly expanding smile, as well as the solemn and murderous eyes that were completely opposite to the expression. For a while, he suddenly understood the original relationship between Moli and Meng Qi—this The guy may have some madness, so he needs a famous doctor to look after him all the time.

The swordsman almost suspected that it was Meng Qi who had inhaled the poisonous mist.

"Is the smoke after Afurong's burning is also toxic?" Meng Qi asked. He saw Moli's expression serious, and the swordsman didn't seem to be nervous about the situation.

"It will make people and animals lose their minds for a short time, and go crazy when the amount is large. If it is slight, it should only be weak in hands and feet..."

Mo Li looked at Li Zhubo and swallowed the words behind.

When Xue Lingjun broke the medicine and burned a small piece for a test, he found chickens flying around and rabbits gnawing at dogs and even learned to giggle. This is because their brains are slightly out of control, unable to control their musculoskeletal conditions, and this is how weird.

Meng Qi also found that Li Zhubo lying next to him was a bit wrong.

I saw Li Zhubo suddenly laughed silently in the faint, his smile distorted, his limbs twitched slightly, as if he was far away from the torment of the headache.

"This...is there any rescue?" Meng Qi looked at Li Zhubo with disgust.

"Don't let him continue to inhale the poisonous mist."

Mo Li was helpless, because he saw the knife man pointed at himself.

"You should know that this level of poison is not a major problem." The internal force of the breath adjustment rotates a few more times, and all the symptoms are gone.

Lee Master Bo does not know martial arts and can't solve it. What are martial arts masters afraid of?

Mo Li frowned and asked: "You should have recovered at this moment."

Swordsman: "..."

In spite of this, I still worry about whether there are any sequelae.

No one knows better than the swordsman how powerful Piaopingge's killer pills are.

As long as you become addicted to this thing, it is equivalent to stepping into the ghost gate, and the realm of martial arts stops here. After a year, the strength becomes manic and difficult to train, the muscles and bones are not as good as before, and only 70% to 80% of the tenth of the force is left. One medicine may be able to explode 12% of the strength. After the effect of the medicine, it will be like a pool of mud. Deficiency of qi, loss of essence, life soon.

The swordsman is very obsessed with martial arts and swordsmanship, and he will abandon anything that will affect his martial arts entry.

Even if you live in a tomb, eat rough food, don’t drink alcohol and you’re not as beautiful as you can, and use hard practice and killing day after day to hone your knife skills. The other things about Piaoping Pavilion, as well as the hidden power of the mysterious owner of Piaoping Pavilion, the swordsman has never explored, he only lives in his own sword.

"No need to specifically detoxify?"

"...Drink more water, rest more, think less and worry less"

Mo Lei answered blankly.

After finishing speaking, Mo Li pointed at Lord Li and said thinly: "Take him away, please take him away and pay attention when moving."

Moli pointed out a high place upwind to the swordsman.

Give yourself such an important hostage? The swordsman was shocked, and when he returned to his senses, he suddenly found that Moli greeted Meng Qi to enter the woods together.

Meng Qi said with a smile: "The doctor is not afraid that this Su Lier will run away with someone?"

Mo Lei said without turning his head: "A hostage that is not available, is it okay to try this swordsman."

Lee Zhubo is no longer useful.

Mo Lei doesn't know how to conspire, but he will stare at Meng Qi's expression and guess his mind!

Meng Qi discovered that the person in charge of Runxian was the treasurer of Sun's firm, not Li Zhubo.

Although Li Zhubo came from a noble family in the Xiliang Kingdom, he is a descendant of eight prominent surnames, and he knows the technique of Qimen Dunjia, but his brain is not very bright, and he has some problems with high self-esteem. Although Li Zhubo was reused in this secret power, it was learned from him, and it was not him who was entrusted with the important task by the "leader".

Just like the swordsman, he has a high level of martial arts and knows too little.

What Li Zhu Bo can reveal may only be the most superficial things of the secret power. When Meng Qi digs up the news from Li Zhu Bo's mouth, he will go after them. Those things may have been destroyed by the decisive treasurer Sun.

If the subject of interrogation has lost its value, his life and death are not so important.

Mo Li said one more thing, letting the swordsman take care of the unconscious Li Zhubo, just out of the heart of the doctor.

"Ali, you are too kind." Meng Qi sighed lightly.

When the war was changed, the useless person was killed directly, and then the head was given to the enemy.

What to do in your camp? Waste of food!

"What did you call me just now?" Mo Li turned his head abruptly.

"Doctor?"

"Not right."

Mo Lei stared at Meng Qi blankly, who looked innocent.

Hey, he accidentally seemed to say the name he had secretly called in his heart.

Meng Qi pretended to be innocent, and slapped the smoky ground with full force.

Suddenly the sky was covered with dust, and the ground shook the trees.

As soon as the ground collapsed, the knife in Moli's right sleeve suddenly appeared, and it slashed the ground where the vent of the secret passage was originally located.


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