Chapter 184 (1/2)

”Well, do you want to send a message to Lu Zhenren of Bixia mountain villa?”

After all, although there is something strange about Lu Zhenren's eagerness, he or she has to help. If you can prepare a good medicine to restrain and cure this poison, you can save one more life if someone is poisoned in the future, isn't it?

The next day, Lu Zhenzhen came by himself.

She is totally different from Zhou Pinzhi. Although she has similar clothes, she is wearing a belt inlaid with green jade. It seems that this is the symbol of Bixia villa. Xiaodong asked the elder martial brother in a low voice, then he knew the origin of the belt. Bixia villa is built in the middle of the mountain. It's foggy and rainy here. It's cloudy and rainy for more than half of the year. Haze like wisps, around the mountain around a week like Jasper belt general. So the villa is called Bixia villa, and the green belt is also their symbol.

Fortunately, the green belt has no other meaning. If everyone gets a green hat

Lu Zhenren looks thin and unsmiling. He has a bitter smell of Medicine on his body. His hair is in a bun and his hairpin is in it It seems to be a little short.

He thought he was wrong. He looked at it carefully. Yes, it was broken. The stubble was obvious.

A few days ago, the real man Zhou tidied up his clothes and jewelry.

In contrast, Lu Zhenren has nothing in common with his classmates except a green belt.

She didn't go into the hall to have tea, gossiped and said to the point, ”where is the disciple who was poisoned by poisonous insects?”

This temper Well, Xiaodong somehow feels that her unsophisticated temperament may be very compatible with Ji Zhenzhen.

Lu Zhenzhen came to this trip. One day later, she sent a bottle of medicine to Zhai Wenhui.

High hopes have been placed on this pair of medicine up and down the mountain.

But Zhai Wenhui did not improve after the medicine was fed.

It didn't get worse, but it didn't get any better.

All over his body, except for his eyes, he was still unable to move or even feel at all.

After Lu Zhenzhen tried these two times, she told Li Fulin frankly that she was powerless. The source of this kind of poison can't be found out, and she can't match the medicine that can cure Zhai Wenhui.

Li Fulin looked gloomy and forced himself to thank Lu Zhenren and send her out.

Bixia villa can't help it. Who else can I ask to treat Zhai Wenhui?

Mo Chen knows that the master is suffering.

However, as a leader of a school, he can not be weak and complain. He is the heaven on the top of the disciples.

But even if this piece of day, also has tired, sad time.

Jiang Fan brought tea and met his elder martial brother.

As soon as I see the elder martial brother's expression, I know that the master must be suffering at this moment.

He hesitated.

From the place where he stood, he could see the figure of master's back. So he sat at the table with the window open, and the wind made the sheets of paper that had been pressed up on the table flip and close with a crackling sound.

Isn't it appropriate for him to go in now?

In such a hesitation, suddenly the hand is light. Ji Zhenzhen did not know when he came over and took the tea plate from his hand.

”You go out.”

Jiang Fan Leng next, Ji Zhenren has stepped into the door.

I'm afraid Shifu wants to be alone at the moment, but Ji Zhenren is not suitable to go in now.

However, the elder martial brother didn't say anything. Jiang Fan always followed his lead. Since the elder martial brother didn't stop him, he had nothing to say.

Ji Zheng poured the tea into the cup and gave it to Li Fulin. He also took a cup and sat on another chair.

Li Fulin didn't know where he was now. When he gave him tea, he drank it without feeling hot. When he finished drinking, Ji Zheng would give him a refill. One cup after another, a pot of tea went into his stomach.

There was no water in the pot, so there was no way to pour it into the cup again. Li Fulin drank empty when he took up his glass again.

He looked at the empty cup, and slowly regained consciousness.

Ji Zheng takes down the empty cup in his hand.

”I remember when you looked like that last time.”

Li Fulin looks at her.

Ji Zheng leisurely said: ”that was the time when the old master of Danyang Xianmen died?”

If she doesn't mention it, Li Fulin will forget it.

No, it's not forgotten.

It was he who sealed up the past, just like people would put some important things in the box, but they didn't usually use them, and put a lock on them.