Chapter 6: Poisoning (1/2)
Chapter 6 Poisoning
When Mu Zhili went back, she stopped by the blacksmith's shop. From outside the door, she heard the sound of steel beating from inside. I felt the temperature rise a lot when I walked in.
”This girl, do you want to buy something?” It was an uncle who was about forty-five years old. His upper body was naked, showing strong muscles and sweating. Obviously he was the one who hit the iron just now.
”Uncle, I want you to help me make some silver needles.” At this time, Mu Zhili was covered with a veil. She knew her reputation in Luo Tiancheng. She came out of the wall, and of course she couldn't speak up.
”I don't know what kind of silver needle is?” The uncle didn't show any surprised look at Mu Zhili's request.
”I need a set of silver needles, which vary in length. They are...” Mu Zhili took the silver needles contained in the needle bag she used before, one by one.
After listening to Mu Zhili's narration, the uncle showed a sense of surprise on her face: ”This is the first time I have heard of Silver Needle. Can the girl tell me its purpose?”
Mu Zhili saw this uncle iron striker's honest face, and she also had a good feeling in her heart, and she did not hide it at the moment: ”Is this silver needle for healing?”
”Are you a pharmacist girl?” The uncle's expression immediately became more respectful, and the originally straight waist was slightly bent.
Mu Zhili didn't expect that the uncle's attitude would have changed so much, but this is not bad: ”I only know a little about the fur, so I am not a pharmacist.”
Seeing Mu Zhili affirming her statement in disguise, the uncle was even more respectful. He just looked at the weird clothes she was wearing, and immediately shook his head. Maybe this is a hobby of others. Maybe the dignity of the pharmacist is everyone. As we all know, such a young girl can become a pharmacist, naturally there is a certain background.
”Girl, how can you get this silver needle tomorrow? I need to prepare some materials.”
”Okay, then I will pick it up tomorrow, uncle, if you can, you can help me make a few more sets, I want them all.”
”okay.”
After finishing this, Mu Zhili returned to Mu's house, and no one knew that she had ever gone out in the small courtyard where no one cares.
The next day, Mu Zhili successfully got the silver needles from the blacksmith's shop. Both the material and the workmanship were first-class, and there was no difference from the silver needles she had used before. I also sighed secretly in my heart, the old blacksmith's craftsmanship is really extraordinary, and he can do this to such a simple description.
With Mu Zhili with a needle bag in her hand, it was like a swordsman with a sword, and her heart was very stable. After buying food on the street, she quickly returned to her yard. Now she can see what is wrong with her face and her dantian.
Sitting in front of the mirror, Mu Zhili looked at the dark lines on her left face, ”This should not be a birthmark.” When others see it, they may think it is a birthmark, but as a doctor, she can still distinguish this point. Because of some resistance, I haven't looked at it carefully, but now I found the problem.
He took out a silver needle from the needle bag and pierced it towards the dark lines on his face. However, Mu Zhili was stunned the next moment, because the five-inch silver needle was completely finished at this moment. It's completely black!