Chapter 18 Aftermath
Fortunately, the sky was as expected, and in the end, Jiang Hu actually found a booklet from the farmer, which recorded the usage, efficacy and corresponding antidote of various poisons he was pregnant with.

It seemed that the farmer was not confident in his memory, so he still took notes on the various poisons and antidotes he collected and refined, so that he could review them frequently to prevent forgetting and confusion.

Jiang Hu quickly glanced at the booklet, ten lines at a glance.

"Hey, it's really... What kind of ghost notes did I make, I don't even know the whole directory of the guide."

He was cursing and swearing, and after a short while, he finally found the pages that recorded "Ruan Jing Crispy Bone Smoke".

Referring to the part about the antidote, Jiang Hu finally took out dozens of purple pills from a purple porcelain bottle.

To be on the safe side, he first fed two pills to each of the members of the Flying Eagle Gang under his command, and found that they recovered quickly after taking the purple pill, and were able to stand up, so he was completely suspicious. Go, give this purple pill to everyone else.

In the end, the poison of everyone's Ruanjing Suguyan was cured.

But Jiang Hu was still frowning.

The situation of the woman he had entrusted with learning swordsmanship was still not optimistic.

In addition to the poison of soft essence and bone smoke in this woman's body, an inexplicable powder was sprinkled in the eyes of this woman by the farmer, and she still cannot open her eyes.

She also failed to avoid the poisonous mist that the farmer spewed at the end, and her face was already purple and swollen.

"Ah, ah!" Her screams were so piercing that it made one's scalp tingle. Presumably she must have endured unimaginable pain.

Jiang Hu hurriedly continued to read the farmer's booklet, and after a while, finally found the ointment to treat the woman's eye injury. After applying it, she regained her sight, but there was no antidote for the poisonous mist at all.

I saw that the pamphlet read: This poisonous mist is extremely strong, and it is easy to affect yourself. Once it hits you, there is almost no cure for it. Don't use it lightly unless it is absolutely necessary.

"What should I do? Is this living sword manual really hopeless?" Jiang Hu was anxious.

"My lord, thank you for your kindness, but I'm afraid it won't work. After I leave, I hope you can cremate my body and send it to my parents. Don't worry, my parents will reward you with a lot of money. Don't worry about it, it's all yours.

My father's name is Niu Fugui, and he lives in Xinghua Lane, Yangzhou Prefecture. You should be able to find him, son. "

The woman knew that her time was running out, so she left her last words to Jiang Hu. As she spoke, she tore off her own face. It turned out that the burnt face was just her disguise.

Her original face was not that terrifying, her facial features were very upright, even though her face was purple and slightly swollen at the moment, she still looked above average, it was hard to imagine what she would look like after the poison was detoxified.

"I disguise myself and don't show my true face to others. Firstly, it's my job as a teacher, and secondly, I also want to prevent unnecessary trouble. Now that I entrust my son with something, I have to be honest with each other and show my true identity.

I am a disciple of Master Yu Guan of the Qingcheng School, ranked No.13..."

She continued to speak, her voice became smaller and smaller, until the sound was like mosquitoes, she gradually choked up, and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

She is only 19 years old this year, just the best age, and she is full of fantasies about her future life:
Perhaps, he will practice advanced martial arts.

Perhaps, it will make a great reputation in the Jianghu.

Perhaps, you will earn a lot of money.

Maybe, there will be a wonderful him.

……

She didn't want to die, she really wanted to live.

With an idea, Jiang Hu quickly sent away all the members of the Flying Eagle Gang, and immediately picked up the woman on her back, found a nearby hidden grove, and got into it.

The bodyguards of Fuwei Escort Bureau tactfully did not follow up. The head of Escort Shi said: "Jiang Shaoxia, we are waiting outside. If there is any danger, you can call."

Jiang Hu's voice came from the grove: "Well, the head of the bodyguard has a heart."

"My...my lord, you... what are you going to do?" The woman looked puzzled.

"Naturally to save you." Jiang Hu drew his sword out of its sheath and chopped off his own arm.

Of course you can't use your strength, otherwise he might have to imitate Yang Guo.

He cut it carefully, only to feel that his left forearm was slightly cold, and it seemed that nothing happened, but soon blood oozes out.

"Come on, open your mouth and drink it, it will save your life." Jiang Hu stretched out his bleeding arm to the woman.

He thought that since he was invulnerable to all kinds of poisons, the blood in his body should also be able to restrain all kinds of poisons. At this time, there was no other way, so he had to give it a try, using a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

The woman didn't know why Jiang Hu did this, but she was dying at the moment, and she didn't care about anything else, so she obeyed Jiang Hu, stretched her head and opened her mouth to drink the blood from the wound on his arm.

After the woman drank the blood of ginger gourd, the purple swelling on her face gradually subsided and her complexion returned. It seems that the blood really has the effect of detoxification.

Jiang Hu heaved a sigh of relief, there is hope for the Songfeng swordsmanship, but he still has some hidden worries in his heart, if people in the world know about the fact that his own blood can detoxify, it will bring him endless troubles .

This is also the reason why he wanted to send away the Flying Eagle Gang and find a hidden grove.

However, even so, the woman he saved knew that his blood could detoxify.

It is often a very risky thing for a living person to keep a secret.

Only the dead can guarantee that the secret will be kept.

"Learn the Songfeng swordsmanship from her, and then kill her?"

Jiang Gourd couldn't help smiling wryly, shaking his head secretly.

Although he can figure out some things, he often doesn't choose to do that.

He already had another plan.

Compared with directly depriving the woman of her life, this plan is much more troublesome and wastes more time and energy.

But it was more in line with his heart.

When there are choices and conditions, he never does things against his will.

"Thank you son for saving your life. I can't repay you for your kindness!" The woman thanked her with tears streaming down her face.

But this time, she burst into tears of laughter.

After walking around the gate of hell, she came back to life again, she just felt that all the troubles in the past were nothing more than this.

It's a blessing to be alive.

"It's not that you have nothing to repay, you only need to promise me one thing, and it's considered repaying the kindness." Jiang Hu looked at her bright and charming face, and smiled.

"What's the matter?" The woman's scissored eyes were full of doubts at first, and after a while, a little blush appeared on her cheeks involuntarily.

She has read a lot of legends and novels, in which many heroes save beauties, and beauties often promise each other with their bodies...

"I want you to stay by my side," Jiang Hu said halfway through, her face was already red hot, and she was about to say, "Young master, don't underestimate me, this kind of thing should not be abrupt, you have to slow down... ", I heard the second half of Jiang Hu's words.

"Accompany me to practice swords for a month, and feed me moves."

She froze immediately.

(End of this chapter)

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