Dali Temple Conspiracy Records

Chapter 160 Poison Hair
A cold night.

It was just dawn, and the cold wind whizzed through the city, blowing on the face, like a knife stabbing ice.

creak.

In a residential house in the northwest corner of Liquanfang, the firewood gate was opened, and a couple pushed a remodeled cart out of the courtyard.Cooking food is such a hard work, getting up early and staying late is just a hard-earned money.

The two pushed the cart all the way to Zuoci South Street, stopped at the usual fixed position, and started to light the stove.The orange-red flame rose in the chamber, and the smoke from the kitchen, together with the gradually noisy yelling and selling, dispelled the chill in the wind, heralding a new day and coming with the rising sun.

The woman glanced at the man beside her. Although the expression on her straight and clean face was light, there was a happy and contented arc on the corner of her mouth.Like every day in the past, she quickly helped her husband, but she was thinking about what gadgets to buy when closing the stall today to please the little daughter.

The man seemed to know what she was thinking, and said while kneading his face: "Before you go home today, go buy a sugar figurine across the street and bring it back to the doll."

"Ah."

The woman nodded and scratched the back of her neck inadvertently.

After a while, more and more people came to the Zoroastrian Temple to worship the gods. The couple quickened their movements while greeting the guests.But as they were doing it, both of them felt that their bodies were very itchy. It was only a vague itching just now, which felt like needle pricks on the head, neck and arms, which was an indescribable discomfort.

The two rolled up their sleeves for a look, and then couldn't help but look at each other, unexpectedly seeing many small red dots on both themselves and each other.

Zhu Qian frowned: "Is this a rash?"

Wang Yu said: "Maybe it's the wind. It's a bit dusty today. Why don't you go to Lao Yu's store first and borrow some water to wash."

"It's all right. Maybe it will be fine in a while."

Zhu Qian shook her head, not taking it seriously at all.But she didn't realize that although there were many rashes on her hands and neck, there were almost no rashes on her face.This scene fell into the eyes of the tea drinkers on the second floor of the opposite teahouse.

Holding the hot tea, Bai Sanxiu looked at the couple, especially the woman's face, her eyes were a bit deep, but there was no surprise.However, she still asked curiously: "Sister Lingzhi, what did you sprinkle on the firewood?"

Ling Zhi, who was sitting opposite her, smiled sweetly.

"Poison lacquer powder." Bai Sanxiu just opened her mouth, and she continued, "Don't worry. It's a kind of powder made from the leaves of a sumac tree. It can cause mild allergies, rashes and itches, but it's not very toxic, and it disappears within a day. .So you can also call it Tickle Powder.”

After the two searched Wang Yu's house during the day yesterday, they did not find any obvious physical evidence. The only thing that could be suspected was the overly complete set of cosmetics.Bai Sanxiu proposed to find a way to try Zhu Qian's face is real leather and fake skin.As soon as Ganoderma lucidum heard it, he immediately took out a small packet of medicinal powder from the brocade belt and sprinkled it on the firewood in the kitchen.

As they expected, Wang Yu and his wife added firewood when they went out of the stall, and when the fire was lit in the snack street, the poisonous paint powder evaporated with the burning, causing both the couple to develop allergic rashes.However, unlike Wang Yu who had a large rash on her cheeks and forehead, Zhu Qian's face showed almost no reaction, indicating that the surface layer was not her real skin.

This face was made easily, it was already a certain fact.

Lingzhi asked: "What are you going to do next? Although we are sure that her face is fake, we don't know her real identity. How can we expose it?"

Bai Sanxiu stared at the fake Zhu Qian closely, not letting go of the slightest change in her expression.

"Follow and see how long she can endure."

(End of this chapter)