Although she didn't know that the green snake was so terrible, if Mu Jiayin was poisoned by poison, her murder would be a certainty. She would not have to go back to Seoul and go straight to prison.

Qin Jian saved her life again.

A secluded valley on the top of Jiuchuan mountain.

There is a small courtyard surrounded by bamboo fences in the valley. There is a row of elegant cabins in the corner of the yard. On the bamboo couch under the front porch, a man who looks more than 40 years old is keeping his eyes closed and wearing a white coat.

He is the ghost doctor Xiang Shaolong who is worshipped and feared by the people all over the world.

The assistant came forward, "Professor, Qin Jian is here."

Xiang Shaolong did not open his eyes, but snorted coldly, "let him in."

Assistant down.

Qin Jian went to the couch and stopped, and saluted Xiang Shaolong, "martial uncle."

Nine spirits hiding behind Qin Jian put his head out and looked at the couch. "My mother, he was still in his fifties last time. This time, he is only in his forties. If he goes on like this, will he be able to rejuvenate and enter the womb?"

Qin Jian quietly kicked nine spirits away.

Jiuling is busy retracting Qin Jian's back, embracing Qin Jian's ankle and never taking a random step.

Xiang Shaolong, like Du Jun, is both practicing both poison medicine and medicine.

It is just that Xiang Shaolong studies poisons for the purpose of studying pathology, while Du Jun has a special hobby for poison.

There are all kinds of poisons in Xiang Shaolong's herbal hall, both visible and invisible. If you touch it, you have to peel off the skin.

Xiang Shaolong opened his eyes and squinted at a few fluffy, fat tails that quickly shrank behind Qin Jian's trousers. He was not angry at all.

He liked the little Nine Tailed Fox very much. Unfortunately, no matter how intimidated and seduced him, the little fox refused to betray Qin Jian and recognized him as the Lord.

"Are you here to make amends?"

"Yes. But there are also a few questions that I want to ask my uncle. "

"Ask. It will save me a moment to ask."

"Martial uncle's red top green bamboo how to get to other people's hands."

"I have some friendship with Wang Wendong's grandfather. When Wang Wendong went to the Xuanmen gate this time, he came to greet me on behalf of his grandfather. As it happened that I was not there, he would boldly steal my dying red top green bamboo."

"Although the red top green bamboo does not hurt people, it is not easily stolen by others."

The assistant handed Xiang Shaolong a small bamboo tube and put a snake tooth in his hand.

The bamboo tube is the one that Wang Wendong uses to hold snakes, and the snake tooth is the one that Wang Wendong put on an Yin table to lure snakes.

Xiang Shaolong reversed the bamboo tube and poured another snake tooth out of it.

"He is very clever. He knows to put one tooth of Xiaohong into the bamboo tube, lure Xiaohong's tooth into the bamboo tube, and lure it out of the bamboo tube with another tooth."

"Even if Wang Wendong stole the red top green bamboo, with his ability, it is impossible to pull out the snake teeth."

"Ah He didn't pull out the snake teeth. Xiao Hong was so old that she lost her teeth. Wang Wendong took the two teeth by chance. "

"Xiaohong has been with me for many years. It's time to enjoy her old age, but she was killed by you. How do you want to calculate this account?"

"Follow my uncle."

"You're right. I don't dare to do anything to people? Or do you think I'm not going to do anything to you? " Xiang Shaolong's face became cold and angry. "Or, you don't expect me to help you study the poison in your body."

Qin did not answer.

Xiang Shaolong stares at Qin Jian tightly. For a long time, the anger on his face slowly fades away.

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