Chapter 23 He is really a wizard
Girl, I want to go back to the 23rd century!
These ancient people would easily do acupoint acupuncture, which is too shameless.
Even her time-traveling dog feels unfair.
Ye Qingge took a few seconds to get used to the sudden darkness before he could see the layout of the room clearly. He came to the table and lit the candle again.
The man on the ground was long gone, only a piece of black gauze in her hand.
Throwing the black gauze into the cabinet, Ye Qingge lay on the bed digesting everything today and the news from Aunt Liu.
This is a dynasty that has never appeared in history—the Xiao Dynasty.
This dynasty is very strange, there is Confucius but not Mencius, there is Li Bai but not Du Fu.
There is a history of the Tang, Song and Yuan Dynasties but no Ming and Qing Dynasties. There are three nevers but four virtues.
There is her as a traverser but there is no system on her body.
So now she doesn't know whether she has transmigrated into a book, or what strange historical dynasty she has transmigrated into.
But no matter what is coming, it will come, can’t you commit suicide and go back?
What if I can’t go back even if I commit suicide? Leave a corpse?
Ye Qingge closed his eyes and checked his portable mechanical library and medical library while thinking.
I carefully counted the weapons and ammunition in the mechanical library and the medicines in the medical library. It was not bad, and there was no malfunction caused by time travel. This is really a blessing in misfortune.
But who is that man?
Ye Qingge opened his eyes and looked at the top of the bed.
He definitely didn’t just sit idle and have nothing to do today. He would sit on the beam of the girl whoever felt comfortable on the beam for a while.
Instead, he came to Ye Mansion very purposefully.
So does the original owner know him? After searching the memory of the original owner, it was found that there was no such person.
So that means that he came to Ye Mansion for an unknown purpose, but he accidentally saw her draw a gun, and suddenly thought of taking it for himself.
It also seems wrong to say that he took it for himself, because he did give the silver note.
And the bank note is being placed in his own system at this time.
Adding the one thousand taels given by Master Jia before, she is considered a rich person now.
I really didn't expect people here to earn so much money.
Forget it, since no matter what, she is in the open about this matter, and that man is in the dark, so he has to wait for him to come to him on his own initiative.
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The assassin of the First Prince's Mansion, Beitang Xiumo, gently put him on the bed, but he didn't dare to look at his expression.
"The subordinates will go find Mr. Wen."
Sha Qi said respectfully, going to find Mr. Wen.
Beitang Xiumo looked up at the top of the bed.
"What happened to you today..."
"Good job."
"Never tell anyone...."
Beitang Xiumo and Sha Qi almost spoke in unison, and the next moment Sha Qi silently lowered his head.
"After Mr. Wen found it, he went to get thirty sticks."
"yes!"
Out of the door, Sha Qi couldn't help but slap himself twice, making you mean.
Not long after, Sha Qi rushed over with a medicine box on his shoulders and an old man with a white beard.
The white-bearded old man also held a jug of wine in his hand, and took a sip as he walked.
Kill Seven is in a hurry, but he has no choice but to keep urging him.
"Hurry up, Mr. Wen, the master has been poisoned, and it's been a long time. I'm afraid his poison will spread to the heart."
Everyone who practices martial arts knows that poisoning is the most fatal thing, and it is a race against time.
If there is a slight mistake, life will be lost.
But he didn't understand, that girl poisoned the master, why did the master send out a secret signal to prevent her from hurting her life?
Although she looks innocent and cute, she is not a peerless beauty.
What kind of woman does the master need?
Shaqi couldn't figure it out.
At the same time, Mr. Wen couldn't figure it out.
"I said Xiao Qizi, what are you doing so fast? A poisonous snake bit your ass?"
Old man Wen took another sip of his wine while talking, and scolded with a smile: "Don't worry, I have a warm pot of wine, that brat won't be able to meet Hades so easily."
Sha Qigan really had no choice but to pray in his heart that the master would be fine.
"Come on, let me see how you are doing, kid?"
Sha Qi pushed the door open for Mr. Wen, and the latter walked in with square steps.
Seeing that Beitang Xiumo was lying on the bed motionless, he handed the jug in his hand to Sha Qi, and stretched out his hand to give Beitang Xiumo his pulse.
It's just that the more he pulsed, the more serious his face became, and the more he frowned, the more he shook his head slightly in the end.
Is this hopeless?
"Master, master, you can't die, Mr. Wen, you must save my master."
Sha Qi fell to his knees with a plop as he spoke, and the seven-foot man burst into tears as his eyes turned red as he spoke.
"What are you doing?"
The warm pot of wine was startled, looking at Sha Qi who was kneeling on the ground, he didn't know why.
"Didn't you say that my master is hopeless?"
As he spoke, Sha Qi burst into tears again, and began to cry bitterly.
"When did I say he was hopeless, get up and get my box." Old Man Wen kicked Sha Qi on the ground as he said.
Killer didn't know why, so he stared blankly at Beitang Xiumo on the bed.
Beitang Xiumo closed his eyes, he didn't want to see his stupid look, he really couldn't see it.
That means the master is saved? Sha Qi grinned, and obediently went to take the box that was put on the table just now.
"how are you feeling?"
Master Wen stroked his beard and looked at Beitang Xiumo.
"I can't move below the shoulders, but I don't feel anything else."
This feeling is very strange, but it is also very bad. I am clearly conscious, but I can't move.
The warm pot of wine nodded when he heard the words, thoughtfully.
Took the box handed over by Sha Qi, took out a cloth bag from it, and opened it to reveal a row of silver needles of different sizes.
The warm pot of wine pricked Beitang Xiumo's shoulder, then pulled it out gently, then put a needle in his leg, and then pulled it out gently.
"It's really amazing."
While stroking his beard, the warm pot of wine was amazed, and the eyes that had been calm for more than ten years were now shining with surprise.
"What did Mr. Wen discover?"
Beitang Xiumo looked at the warm pot of wine, rarely seeing him like this.
The well-known doctor in the world always doesn't care about the kettle wine. The smiling face of the old **** and the wine bottle that never leaves his hand are his standard equipment.
"The person who poisoned you is a genius in this world. Who is he? What's his name?"
The warm pot of wine was obviously a little excited, and his eyes eagerly pressed Beitang Xiumo.
"Wizard?"
Beitang Xiumo did not expect such an evaluation from the warm pot of wine, and was a little surprised. Could it be that this poison is also a very powerful poison?
"Yes, wizard!" The warm pot of wine nodded, and continued to say excitedly: "You don't know something, what you have is not so much a poison as a kind of perspiration."
"Dream sweat medicine? But how can dream sweat medicine be awake?"
Beitang Xiumo frowned slightly, but it didn't affect his handsome demeanor at all.
"That's why I say that the person who poisoned you is a genius! According to this old man, your poison will be automatically detoxified in a few hours, and it will not have any effect on your body."
"He is really an expert, but I don't know how he did it."
The warm pot of wine was still talking about the analysis to himself, but Beitang Xiumo couldn't help losing his mind.
Warming pot of wine, shoot cucumbers, are you ready for dinner today?
I ordered barbecue, how about you?
(end of this chapter)