Don't run away, lady: pick up a witch to farm

Chapter 157 Poisoning
"Why don't I dare?" the ghost face sneered.

"I heard that a certain steward of Feng's family came to live here. This steward seems to be quiet, even if I was exposed, do you think you can escape the relationship?" Feng Qingchen asked back.

"However, in fact, what I want to say the most is that there is so much nonsense." After saying that, Feng Qingchen drew out his soft sword and attacked the ghost-faced ghost. Originally, he wanted to make you complete, but now it seems that it is unnecessary. Anyway, I've kept my words, so it's good to keep my breath, and it's good to accidentally hurt someone when the time comes, after all, this is a difficult job, who knows if there is a case.

Ghost-faced Sha has killed countless people, and killing people is fine. His favorite thing is to torture people to death. He escaped, but his skills were not as good as before.

Feng Qingchen didn't pay attention, and was rushed to the front by Ghost Face Sha.The Ghost Face changed his palms into claws, and dug towards Feng Qingchen's heart, but just when the Ghost Face was about to touch Feng Qingchen, Feng Qingchen smiled at the corner of his tight mouth.

It's deceitful, but it's a pity that they are too close, it's too late for Ghost Face to retreat, a small knife appeared in the palm of Feng Qingchen's left hand, and quickly slashed towards Ghost Face's outstretched left wrist.

And although the ruthless Ghost Miansha failed to inflict fatal injuries on Feng Qingchen, it also left a few claw marks on Feng Qingchen's chest.

Ghost Miansha wanted to scream after Feng Qingchen broke the tendon of his left hand, but unfortunately it was too late, Feng Qingchen leaned forward, exerted force with his right palm, directly shattered Ghost Miansha's dantian, and then tapped its dumb point, In order to prevent future troubles, Feng Qingchen cut off all the tendons of Gui Mian Sha's hands and feet.

People are to be transported away, but no traces can be left, Feng Qingchen tore off Guimiansha's clothes and wrapped his hands and feet to prevent the blood from dripping on the road, carried the person on his shoulders, followed the road to the corner, turned over Out of Fenglaiju's compound.

But just after flipping out, Feng Qingchen didn't expect that there was someone outside the wall, the two looked at each other, Feng Qingchen quickly rushed into the alley.

And the one who wants to look at Feng Qingchen is none other than Feng Daguan.

Those eyes, those eyes, then is he the one he is looking for? Thinking about it, Steward Feng followed quickly.

Why did he follow up? This is troublesome. It has only been so long since he left the organization. Why has his ability degraded? The effect of the damned medicine is so strong, and he does not know when it will be completely relieved.

Steward Feng chased after him, turned over and stood in front of Feng Qingchen.

"Are you from Fenglaiju?" Feng Qingchen frowned, very displeased with her current situation.

"Yes, but I..." Manager Feng said hastily, but unfortunately, after hearing the first word, Feng Qingchen flung her hands and attacked.

After a few moves, Feng Qingchen found that the person opposite seemed to have no killing intent towards him, so he carefully observed the surrounding environment.

Steward Feng looked at the opposite person with some excitement, although he said that he could not see Feng Qingchen's entire face clearly, but from the shape of eyes, face and body, compared with what he saw that day, it is not difficult to imagine that this is the same person.

"Since you have no ill intentions towards me, let me also tell you that although this person is indeed working in your Fenglai residence, he is a well-known ghost-faced ghost in the world, so you better not stop him." Feng Qingchen threw out Such a sentence.

"Ghost Face!" Manager Feng paused with his hands, and Feng Qingchen took this opportunity to back away quickly, picked up the ghost face on the ground and ran away.

Steward Feng didn't catch up this time, but looking at the figure going away, Steward Feng's doubts intensified a lot.

"Shopkeeper, I'll give this person to you first, and I'll come back tomorrow night for the rest, and we'll tie the knot together at that time." Feng Qingchen quickly threw the person on the ground, made a confession and was about to leave.

"Okay, let's go slowly." The shopkeeper hurriedly stood up from the chair and sent Feng Qingchen off.

Back at the inn, Feng Qingchen hastily turned over the medicine box, the injury is not a big deal, the most important thing is the poison on the wound, this poison was only noticed after a fight with Manager Feng, that's why Feng Qingchen hurriedly He threw the man to the shopkeeper and ran back.

But before the medicine was found, Feng Qingchen spat out a mouthful of dirty blood, and fell to the ground.

As soon as Yaoyun, who had just fallen asleep beside him, heard the noise from the next door, he quickly got up from the couch, put on his coat and rushed towards the next door.

Pushing the door and entering, he saw Feng Qingchen lying on the ground twitching, Yaoyun quickly stepped forward and grabbed Feng Qingchen's wrist to hold Feng Qingchen's pulse gate, then left him and rushed back to his room Zhong moved a box to Feng Qingchen's room.

At this time, Hua Wu, Lin Yi and others also came to Feng Qingchen's room.

Yao Yun took out a jade bottle from the box, poured out a jade white pill and stuffed it directly into Feng Qingchen's mouth.

"Hua Wu, prepare hot water. Lin Yi, go and buy these medicinal materials quickly. After you buy them, put them into Hua Wu's boiling water and burn them into a big bucket, just like your usual medicinal baths." Yaoyun quickly wrote down the prescription and handed it to Lin Yi, then took out the silver needle and began to inject it on Feng Qingchen.

At this time, Feng Qingchen had recovered a little sanity, and the heart-piercing pain in his body gradually decreased.

"Can you get up? If possible, sit up cross-legged and tell me where the wound is." Yao Yun whispered in Feng Qingchen's ear.

"Chest." Feng Qingchen spat out two words with difficulty, and then sat up with Yaoyun's help.

Feng Qingchen was dressed in black, if Feng Qingchen hadn't told where the wound was, it would have been hard for Yaoyun to see.

But now Feng Qingchen seems to have no way to untie the clothes, Yao Yun directly took out the scissors in the box and quickly cut the clothes on Feng Qingchen.

There were three finger-sized holes on the chest that were nearly half an inch into the flesh, and black blood flowed out all the time. Yaoyun roasted the dagger under the candlelight, then took a cloth towel and let Feng Qingchen bite it, and quickly bit the dagger on it. The meat is cut off, and the poisonous blood is drawn out with the help of silver needles.

It hurts, it hurts, Feng Qingchen's tightly clenched hands are bleeding from the nails pierced into the palms, the sweat is profuse, and the veins are bulging.But even so, Feng Qingchen sat cross-legged as firmly as Mount Tai, and let Yaoyun treat her without moving a single bit.

The poison was still running too fast, even if the flesh was shaved and the silver needles were used to speed up the drainage of the poisonous blood, it was still not enough. Yaoyun sat cross-legged behind Feng Qingchen, with both hands luckily attached to Feng Qingchen's back , guide it to excrete the poisonous blood from the body, so that the poisonous blood will not corrode the inside.

Feng Qingchen wanted to stop Yaoyun's movement, but when Yaoyun's hand stuck to her back, Feng Qingchen could only relax her body and mind, in case the two internal forces clashed, and instead hurt Yaoyun who healed her. cloud.

(End of this chapter)