My Lord, the princess doesn't want you anymore.

Mei Xueer: ...&&￥...This is the last great witch doctor of Nanyue? In the previous world, he was like this?

"Can you be a little more normal?"

"Sure! I'll tell you everything." Wang Li immediately regained his aura as a great witch doctor, "Do you remember when you died?"

Mei Xueer: "...I, oh, you mean that time. It seems to be the night of April 2023, 4. I drank too much and died."

Wang Li: "I died a month before you..."

"Pah--" Nanxing stood at the door with her empty hands raised, her mouth wide open, and her eyes wide open. The freshly cooked ginseng porridge spilled all over the floor again, and her anger could not match the extreme shock in her heart at this moment.

What was the last great witch doctor of the Nanyue Kingdom’s Witch Doctor Department saying?

He died a month earlier than the young lady? What does that mean?

Mei Xueer was also shocked and forced a smile: "Nanxing, we...we are assuming that if I really died..."

"Miss, I'm not stupid!"

Mei Xueer took a deep breath and said, "Anyway, just pretend you didn't hear anything!"

Nanxing nodded: "Miss, whatever you say is fine." She looked at the porridge on the ground, "Fortunately, I made a lot this time. I'll serve you another bowl. I'll go now."

After drinking the porridge, Mei Xueer felt much better. She asked Nan Xing to go out and close the door, then she looked at Wang Li and said, "Shall we continue?"

"Okay!" Wang Li also wanted to tell her these incredible things. "I died only one month earlier than you, but I don't know why I came here twenty years earlier than you! I wanted to practice medicine here for the rest of my life, but I died a second time. This time I died in a mountain torrent, but somehow, my soul attached itself to the recently deceased Wu Nian. Wu Nian was the great witch doctor. I am fake, just wearing this old face..."

Wangli talked a lot for a long time before Mei Xueer realized that there were actually two souls living in the body of Wangli in front of her. One was Wunian, who stuck to his bottom line and would never surrender to Helian Lanfeng, and the other was Wangli, who had died twice and was extremely afraid of death.

Wang Li sighed, "It's just that over the years, Wu Nian's thoughts no longer affect me. I guess he has rested in peace, but he left this mysterious medical skill to me."

"I roughly understand. Now I want to ask you three things. Please tell me truthfully. Because it is very important to me, very important!" Mei Xueer's expression became extremely serious.

"You want to ask Yi Yan?" Wang Li said.

"I already know about Yi Yan's matter."

"Yes, you already know." Wang Li suddenly remembered: "Oh, there is one more thing. Xixin was gone while you were in a coma. She was too obsessed and had been taking medicine for many years, so her body was hollowed out. If she hadn't held on to her last breath to see you and tell you the truth of that year, she would have died long ago."

Upon hearing the news, Mei Xueer secretly felt fortunate that no one would force him to restore his motherland, but he still felt a little sad in his heart.

A slave who is extremely loyal, yet pitiful and hateful.

"Where are Bai Zhi and Gu Jia?"

"They escorted Xixin's body back to his hometown for burial, and said they would come back to look for you after they were done."

Mei Xueer: You better not come again. I won't realize your lofty ambitions as you wish. I can consider continuing to make money together.

She decided to change the subject, "Actually, I wanted to ask something else."

"Are you asking about the kind of medicine that turns people into the living dead?" Wang Li remembered that Mei Xueer asked him this when they first met.

"Correct!"

A trace of guilt appeared on Wang Li's face: "Yes, I gave that medicine to Helian Lanfeng. He forced me to prepare it. I don't know who he used it to harm, but I dare not not give it to him... I also know that it is something that can harm people, and I shouldn't give it to him..."

His voice became smaller and smaller as he spoke.

Mei Xueer didn't blame him, she just asked: "Antidote? Is there one?"

Wang Li nodded and took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms: "Of course I have it. I have prepared the antidote since the day it was prepared, hoping to atone for my sins one day."

Mei Xueer took the antidote and breathed a sigh of relief: The Eighth Prince is saved!

"The second thing—" She looked at Wang Li again: "Have you ever made poison?"

Hearing the word "poison", a trace of fear flashed in Wang Li's eyes: "No, I don't know what type of poison you are talking about?"

"It's the kind that when it attacks, he can torture himself to death, cut himself into pieces." Thinking of Du Zheng's miserable condition now, Mei Xueer couldn't help shuddering.

Wang Li's face was filled with even more guilt. "It was Ling Chi Gu! It was Helian Lanfeng who forced me to do it, but he only asked me to tell him the method of making Ling Chi Gu. He used his own heart blood to cultivate the Gu worm. So to cure this Gu, we can only use his heart blood as a lure to first draw out the mother worm in his body, and then feed it with a matching antidote outside the body. After the mother worm is full, it will drill into his body again. If he drinks the antidote for three consecutive days, the mother worm will die in his body. The child worms in the infected person's body will also die."

Hearing this, Mei Xueer breathed a sigh of relief. At least it proved that the poison in Du Zheng had nothing to do with Prime Minister Mei.

She pondered for a moment and said, "That pervert would rather die than give up his blood. Can we kill him and then..."

Wang Li shook his head: "No, if he dies, the mother insect in his body will explode and die immediately, and the person who is poisoned will not be able to be saved even if a god descends to earth."

"The only thing we can do is capture him and force him to remove the poison?" Mei Xueer didn't know if Du Zheng could wait until that day.

"This is the only way." Wang Li said, "But, with that perverted personality, I'm afraid he would rather be tortured to death than cooperate."

"There is another thing. Has the Nanyue Witch Doctors Department ever passed on a book on how to make witchcraft?"

Wang Li thought hard and shook his head firmly: "I can't find any such thing in Wu Nian's memory. Moreover, Wu Nian is a very principled person. I can be sure that with his character, he will never pass on these sinister secrets passed down by the witch doctors of past generations."

Mei Xueer thought: "What if the King of Nanyue or the Crown Prince wants him to hand it over?"

“This…” Wang Li didn’t know how to answer for a moment: “After all, I’m not him, so I can only answer that I don’t know.”

"Okay, last question - how did that pervert force you?" Mei Xueer asked.

Wang Li's old eyebrows were in pain again, and after a long time he uttered a word: "Gu!"