mad dragon son-in-law

Chapter 344

Seeing that Sun Shijie was about to go into the house, Xiao Feng stopped him and said, "Wait a minute."

"What else is there?" Sun Shijie frowned his silver-gray eyebrows, looking very impatient.

"Is there anything else that can produce this kind of smell?" Xiao Feng went straight to the point.

"Yes, but why do you want it?" Sun Shijie asked quickly.

Xiao Feng gave the answer: "Of course it is used to make the villagers leave the village, otherwise you think I am a strange outsider, how can I convince all the villagers?"

"That makes sense!" Sun Shijie nodded, without talking nonsense, and took out a slender wooden tube, shaped a bit like the "blowgun" used for assassination in film and television dramas, and a small bottle like Fengyoujing .

"This small wooden tube is something that can produce a large area of ​​pungent smell. When you use it, you just need to blow it a little. Be careful, whether you blow it or inhale it. If you inhale it, it will be troublesome." Sun Shijie handed the two things to Xiao wind.

Xiao Feng raised the porcelain bottle in his hand: "What about this one?"

"The antidote, put it under your nose and smell it, it will be immune to that pungent smell." While explaining, Sun Shijie walked towards the house.

In fact, this is also a life-saving talisman he left for Shao Wenxing. After using it, it will emit a stench within a radius of [-] meters, making people want to vomit and leave the yard.

What's more, in this way, it will definitely attract the attention of the villagers and cause riots, buying time for themselves to rush over.

As for why he did this, at least for now, Sun Shijie has no intention of telling Xiao Feng.

"Are all Chinese medicine practitioners so dishonest?" Xiao Feng couldn't help wondering while holding the two things in his hand.

To be honest, I really don't blame him for having such doubts.

Take Zhao Guoan as an example. I don't want to mention whether his medical skills are good or not, but the laxatives he made are definitely rare in the world. If the rescue is not timely, he may die of diarrhea directly.

And this Sun Shijie is even more amazing. The things he researched can produce "range attacks", which are comparable to tear gas bombs.

As everyone knows, this is another manifestation of medical skills.

Taking western medicine as an example, the number is much larger than that of traditional Chinese medicine, but it is impossible for everyone to have the ability to develop medicines, and most of them are matched according to existing medicines.

Zhao Guoan and Sun Shijie did this kind of work, but they seemed to be completely off the mark, and the things they researched had nothing to do with saving people, but the effect of defrauding people was remarkable.

Xiao Feng pulled out the stopper of the porcelain bottle, sniffed it tentatively, and found that not only the shape of the bottle resembled Fengyoujing, but also the taste of the potion inside was very similar. Could this really be Fengyoujing?

But now is not the time to study this. It doesn't matter whether it looks like essential oil or not. The important thing is, is it really useful?

Putting down the bottle, Xiao Feng really felt that the stench around him was not so unbearable, but his nose was stuffy, as if he had caught a cold. What he thought of was the effect of temporarily reducing the sensitivity of his sense of smell.

He walked out of the yard without stopping, just in time to hear Lin Zhiyan comforting everyone under the big tree: "Wait another 5 minutes, if Xiao Feng still doesn't come out, we'll go find him."

In fact, it's not that everyone doesn't care about Xiao Feng's safety, or they are overconfident in his strength, it's really hard to resist the smell, even if they don't breathe, they can feel the smell continuously burrowing into the nasal cavity.

In the final analysis, not everyone can have the same tolerance as Xiao Feng.

When Xiao Feng heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously, wait 5 minutes?
Wait 5 minutes to collect your body?

If Sun Shijie hadn't rushed over, then this would probably have been the case.

"Brother Xiao Feng!" Seeing Xiao Feng coming out, the little girl's eyes lit up, and she ran over like a gust of wind, and threw herself into Xiao Feng's arms, complaining, "If I haven't come out for so long, I'm worried to death!"

Xiao Feng rubbed the little girl's head, and called everyone over: "The situation is urgent, let's make a long story short, have you solved those village cadres?"

"It's resolved." Lin Zhiyan nodded and replied.

"That's good!"

Xiao Feng didn't ask what method was used to solve the problem, and said straight to the point: "Everyone, get ready, I'm afraid there will be a fierce battle next."

"Battle?"

Everyone looked at each other, and their expressions became solemn to varying degrees.

Xiao Feng nodded in affirmation. Although Sun Shijie didn't explain the danger of those bats, since the other party wanted to help get all the villagers out of the village, the seriousness of the situation can be imagined.

"With Shao Guoan?" Lin Jiaxuan frowned, the look in her eyes didn't look like a child in her early teens at all, but gradually transformed into a top killer, sharp and unstoppable.

"No." Xiao Feng shook his head: "To make a long story short, I just met Sun Shijie..."

"what?"

Everyone was shocked and interrupted Xiao Feng's speech.

Xiao Feng waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet: "Listen to me, there are a bunch of bats in Shao Wenxing's room..."

After a while, everyone who heard Xiao Feng's explanation felt unreal.

A person who has been dead for two years actually cheated his death, so what is the reason for cheating his death?
In addition, how terrifying must that group of bats be to make Sun Shijie say that he should drive all the villagers out of the village?
These questions obviously cannot be figured out in a short time, but because Xiao Feng did not hide his poisoning, everyone's understanding of Shao Wenxing has deepened. wait.

"Old Xiao, it's not easy for you, a face-saving person, to tell us all about the poisoning." Zhao Guoan admired him.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Xiao Feng glared at him angrily, why doesn't this guy open any pot and carry which pot, it seems that he needs to find time to relax his muscles and bones.

"Smell this all."

Xiao Feng handed the porcelain bottle to the little girl, and then passed it on one by one.

"This smell, it seems to be essential oil?" Lu Yao asked with some uncertainty, and then said: "But the effect is indeed there, but the nose is a little uncomfortable."

Everyone nodded, obviously feeling the same as her.

When it was passed to Zhao Guoan, Zhao Guoan chuckled and said disdainfully, "It's nothing more than temporarily blocking the sensitivity of the sense of smell. I can make this medicine with my eyes closed."

This statement verified Xiao Feng's previous conjecture, and Xiao Feng saw his smug look, and sneered: "Okay, since you are so powerful, Lao Zhao, you can be the main force later, we will call you Cooperate."

"..." Zhao Guoan immediately stopped talking. He has always positioned himself as a support, and in the game, support has always been called the soul of a team, a powerful support, and a powerful support in team battles. The role played at the time is inestimable.

But the ruthless reality proves that a game is a game, and the support in reality cannot overwhelm the "main output". Whoever has a hard fist will grasp the absolute truth.

(End of this chapter)