Servant of the Otherworldly Pharmacopoeia

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"He is my guest, isn't it good for you to break into my house like this and bring someone along?"

"I heard he was assassinated, did you save him?"

"Ah, yes."

"He's seriously ill, I'm going to take him to the Witch Doctor Tower for treatment." Wu Chenye was unusually patient, but his purpose remained the same, and he took Du Tuxuan and left.

Dutu Jinkong smiled: "He is resting in my dormitory, and he still can't wake up now."

Wu Chenye who didn't wake up was not a problem at all. During the past few months with Du Tuxuan, he was mostly in a coma.Dutu Jinkong's deliberate finding of faults made the accompanying witch doctor who enshrined Wu Chenye very dissatisfied. Hearing this reason, the anger on his face became even worse.

Wu Chenye stood up: "It's okay, I brought the beast cart."

After saying that, Wu Chenye was about to go to the bedroom, but Du Tu Jinkong stopped him with a sneer: "Master Shen Ye is trespassing?"

"Yes."

As soon as he said "yes", the witch doctor's personal soldiers who followed him immediately got the order, broke through the obstruction and rushed to the bedroom. That posture would not give up if it could not attract anyone.group

The servants of Duke Jin’s family did not dare to stop them, and the witch doctor family has extremely high immunity. In other words, they can only be beaten by the other party, but you cannot fight back. After pouring a handful of poison, no one can escape.

Dutu Jinkong watched a group of witch doctor clan rush into the inner hall as if they were in a deserted place, gritted his teeth, and smiled even more: "Master Shen Ye, your witch doctor clan is really very prestigious."

Wu Chenye didn't even look at him, so he took it as default.

"Although I have been in Fengyuan for a long time, I have also heard about the extraordinary deeds of Master Shen Ye."

"..."

"I heard that Lord Shen Ye has been decisive in killing since he was a child. He had a childhood sweetheart, but he was sent to death row by himself."

Wu Chenye turned his face, his face was shining white in the black robe, and his pitch-black eyes became even darker. He glanced at Dutu Jinkong with a frightening sharpness.

Of course Du Tu Jinkong was not afraid of him: "You brought Xuan Shuang into the king's city, too. Lord Shen Ye went all the way to call him for such a thing as sending him to death. Sure enough, he is used to sacrificing others."

Since Wu Chenye was born, no one dared to talk to him like this. While he was furious, he couldn't help admiring this man's courage: "No wonder Duke Jin didn't pass on the Marquis title to you."

Dutu Jinkong was poked at the sore spot: "So what if I don't get Marquis Jin, because I won't be like you, Lord Shen Ye, pushing others into a pit of fire while standing on the shore myself."

"As far as I know, you pushed your brother many times. It's just because you are stupid. Others are still on the shore, but you fell in instead."

Wu Chenye's venomous tongue is very powerful. Unlike Du Tuxuan, he doesn't like to argue. He has always grown up proudly, but he doesn't need to talk too much. With his status, if anyone doesn't like it, that person will Automatically out of luck.

Du Tu Jinkong was defeated by him, and he gritted his teeth even more when he laughed. It just so happened that the witch doctors who went into the inner hall to look for Du Tuxuanshuang carried him out, and Wu Chenye went straight past him to check on Du Tuxuanshuang Case.

Du Tuxuan was still dizzy, but his breath was steady, and his pulse was a little stronger. Wu Chenye raised his eyebrows, rubbed the skin on Du Tuxuan's hands and fell into thought.

At this time, the very winkless Dutu Jinkong came again, waved Wu Chenye's hand away, and squeezed Dutuxuan's cheeks: "Look at him, does he look taller than everyone in Wangcheng?" good."

To say that at the beginning, Du Tuxuan's appearance was really first-class handsome, but since he entered the palace to renew his life for the king, his description has become more and more haggard. Notice his shape and bones.

Wu Chenye shook off the strange feeling in his heart, and didn't want to tell him more, since he found someone, he immediately left with a group of witch doctors.

Dutu Jinkong was left standing alone, looking at the huge palace with a very melancholy expression.

On the way back with Du Tuxuanshuang, Du Tuxuanshuang woke up, and Wu Chenye was sitting beside him, holding a medicine bottle in his hand.

Seeing the medicine bottle, Du Tuxuan's bewildered eyes were filled with pain. He looked at Huan beside him, and asked with difficulty, "Hua, Jiu, where is Jiu?"

"My lord." Huo helped him sit up, "What did your lord say?"

Du Tuxuan repeated with difficulty: "Where is Nine?"

"Nine is in the wasteland, my lord."

Du Tuxuan stared at him firmly: "Is Jiuzhen in the wasteland?"

"It is true, my lord."

The old housekeeper supported him with concern, Du Tuxuan looked at his old hands, and suddenly realized: "Did he not go to the wasteland?"

The old butler shook his body, lowered his head and did not speak.

"...Could it be true?" Du Tuxuan muttered to himself, "Nine, he didn't go to the wasteland."

"My lord, Jiu disappeared on the third day after we left. I sent someone to his house, but he didn't come home. Eight from his village disappeared with him."

The old housekeeper couldn't bear to see his expression, so he simply told the truth. Du Tuxuan listened calmly, feeling as sad as death.

"After all, I still haven't escaped... If I knew this, I should have taken him with me."

"My lord, my lord..." The old housekeeper burst into tears, "Don't worry, my lord, I have been sending people to look for him, and I will find you soon."

Du Tuxuan shook his head: "Forget it."

"grown ups……"

"Shen Ye, how many days do I have?"

Wu Chenye's frowning didn't relax, and he heard the words: "Your illness has become very strange now."

"what?"

"I heard that you were assassinated. I thought you wouldn't be able to make it through. Your condition is very wrong." Wu Chenye put one hand on his veins, "You took the medicine to wake you up, and it should be even weaker after the medicine wears off. What's more, if you are assassinated, even if Dutu Jinkong blocks an arrow for you, you will not be able to bear the toss, and you may even lose your life. I always thought that your situation was bad, but now it's the other way around."

Du Tuxuan listened to his meaning: "So?"

"Your current state is similar to that before you met Princess Lanwei."

Du Tuxuan felt it slowly, and said slowly: "I thought I would not be able to make it through, but I was surprised when I woke up."

Wu Chenye picked up his hand, and rubbed his pale fingers on his skin: "Someone has treated you with a very concealed method, and I was almost hidden from it."

Everyone in the beast car looked at him.

Wu Chenye said: "The little red spots on your skin are gone. You have been taking medicine for a long time, and there will be tiny red spots on your skin, but now there are nothing."

Du Tuxuan also looked at his hands, but didn't see any difference: "It seems to be whiter."

Wu Chenye nodded: "That Dutu Jinkong is very strange."

"How?"

"The witch doctor clan is a race of gods. Our clan has many ways to communicate with the gods. One of them is the ability to see people's fortune lines. Dutu Jinkong's fortune line is gone, but his fate card is still there."

Du Tuxuan was stunned: "What do you mean?"

"The life card is still there, which means he is still alive, but the Qi on his body has completely changed, and I can't detect it."

Du Tuxuan heard the key: "You mean he has a problem?"

Wu Chenye nodded.

"He should be good at healing. He should have healed all your wounds, and it's very effective."

Du Tuxuan's heart skipped a beat: "How can a non-witch doctor know medical skills?"

Wu Chenye looked at him fixedly: "Is it impossible?"

Du Tuxuan's face was pale, and soon turned red with excitement.

Both of them had doubts in their hearts. After arriving home, Wu Chenye told Du Tuxuan to take a good rest and left. At this time, it was getting late, Du Tuxuan was sitting in a wheelchair, and suddenly remembered Du Tujinkong.

In fact, Wu Chenye was not the only one who was surprised, he was also surprised.

Dutu Jinkong, he felt a slight deviation when he met him for the first time. Tu Xuanshuang thought of him again, thinking about it, he was fascinated.

"My lord, you should rest." Huan had been frightened a lot today, he was getting older even more, and even his voice was weak.

Du Tuxuan looked at him both: "OK."

With the development of the matter to the present point, there are so many uncontrollable factors, he can't blame his old housekeeper, the old man has been with him all his life, he is also a servant and a father, it can be said that his whole life is on himself.

He thought of Du Tu Jinkong's words again, and the blood all over his body seemed to be frozen, Jiu, did something happen to his Jiu?

☆, 129|7.7

Du Tuxuan suffered from insomnia all night, and the next day his spirits were extremely poor, so he just lay in bed and didn't get up until the sun was high.

"My lord." He has called him three times already, and seeing him so tired, his face became more and more worried, "My lord, what do you want to eat?"

Du Tuxuan was really not hungry at all, he shook his head: "I want to lie down for a while."

Huan went out worried.

Du Tuxuan half-closed his eyes and soon fell asleep again.In his dream, he heard someone calling him, and he gave a dazed "hmm".

"My lord, Young Master Jin is here."

Although Du Tu Jinkong sent Huan to the side hall, after all, the two did not face each other with real swords and guns, and Huan was not attacked maliciously like Wu Chenye, so the impression of Dutu Jinkong is not bad .In addition, he saved his lord, of course it was too late to be grateful.

"My lord." Seeing that the person on the bed seemed to have slept forever, Huan was no longer polite, took out a wet towel, and carefully wiped Du Tuxuan's face.

Du Tuxuan's dream was forced to wake up, he looked dully at the towel in front of his face: "Huan?"

"My lord, Lord Jinkong is here."

Du Tuxuan looked sleepy: "Jin Kong?"

"He has been here a long time, my lord."

Du Tuxuan stretched out his hands, sat up with the support of the old housekeeper, and looked at the metal dial: "Is it already noon?"

"Yes, my lord."

"It's time to get up." Du Tuxuan smiled.Since he fell ill, he became more and more tired every time. The old butler was worried all day long, for fear that he would fall asleep in one night.

"Do you want to eat first?"

Du Tuxuan Shuang just wanted to say that he was not hungry, but then met the old housekeeper's eyes, and changed the expression of not hungry to: "I want to drink a glass of honey."

"Good sir." Huan was very happy. After helping him wipe his hands and face clean, he quickly brought over a cup of steaming honey.

Du Tuxuan drank it all in one gulp.

"Is anyone here?"

"Yes, my lord, Jin Kong lord came early in the morning."

Du Tuxuan's forehead twitched, recalling yesterday's experience, he felt a little headache: "I'll go out to see him later."

Dutu Jinkong came quite early, and had been waiting in Dutu Xuanshuang's mansion for two or three hours. The head steward said that his master was asleep, but he was not impatient, and waited from morning to noon with amazing patience. During the period, he looked at the paintings and flipped through the books, and he didn't even let go of the tea mat on the table. Finally, he waited for Du Tuxuan before he went through the living room.

When Du Tuxuan was at home, he was used to wearing a soft black robe, half old, with purple Fengpo flowers embroidered on the neckline.Dutu Jinkong's eyes stayed on his collar for a moment, then turned to his face: "You have slept for a long time."

Du Tuxuan smiled: "I've been lethargic recently."

"This expression is not bad." Dutu Jinkong pulled the wheelchair to his side, "Do you remember what I said yesterday?"

Du Tuxuan nodded, obviously remembering all of them.

"Very good, I thought you were going to deny it." Dutu Jinkong's voice was joyful, "Then let's sign the land transfer right."

"Yes." Du Tuxuan nodded.

"It's not in vain for me to wait until now." Dutu Jinkong finally had something happy, and he smiled and showed his white teeth.

Du Tuxuan was shaken by this smile, and his eyes were a little blank. He quickly came back to his senses, grabbed the chair and said, "I'm inconvenient, I'll trouble you to write this document."

Dutu Jinkong didn't expect this, he froze for a moment and then quickly waved his hands: "No, no, how can I do this kind of thing by myself, just let the servants come."

Du Tuxuan was puzzled: "It's better to write the power transfer document by yourself."

"How can I, the grand son of Duke Jin's family, do it yourself. You guys—" Dutu Jinkong turned his head and glared fiercely at the servants he brought, "Who can write?"

Reading and writing in this world is still a very difficult task. Except for personal servants and stewards with a certain status, the rest of the servants are basically illiterate. I can't understand writing and ink.

The servants Qiqi timidly shook their heads.

This made Dutu Jinkong very embarrassed: "A bunch of trash, can't even write?"

The servants knelt down in unison.

Du Tuxuan couldn't bear to see it: "There are not many servants who can read and write, so don't embarrass them."

Du Tujin snorted airily.

Du Tuxuan was distracted again, closed his eyes tiredly, then opened them, and asked, "Then is this document still written?"

"Of course!" How could a boiled duck fly away? Du Tu Jinkong glanced at it and pointed at Huan, "Then please ask the old butler to write it for you."

Huan waved his hand: "My lord, my old eyes are dim, and I can't read clearly. I really can't write."

After receiving a series of rejections all of a sudden, Du Tu Jinkong's face was quite pretty: "I think you have a pretty good eye, old housekeeper."

Huan waved his hand calmly: "Your Excellency, it's absurd."

If you don't write, you don't write.

"Hey." Dutu Jinkong couldn't really force him, with a calm face, "I write as I write."

He did what he said, and picked up the pen in front of the desk in a decent manner. The pen is a special metal pen made in Dutu mainland. When writing, it needs to be dipped in ink. He dipped the ink: "How do you write?"

"Your Majesty the King... In the 27th year of Du Tuli VIII, Du Tu Xuanshuang, the lord of the Du Tu Manor, voluntarily handed over his territory to Du Tu Jin Kong, the eldest son of Duke Jin..."

Du Tuxuan read slowly, watching the person at the desk write each word.

He finally knew the reason why Dutu Jinkong was unwilling to write. This man's handwriting was extremely ugly, and he didn't know much. He only read a few dozen words, and found that the paper was full of blanks, circles, and A large area has been altered, starting with ○○'s King ○, with seven characters drawn in three circles.The characters written by the only ones are very large, with teeth and claws, just like children coming out of a dream, which is extremely unsightly.

Du Tu Jinkong met Du Tuxuan's surprised eyes, and angrily rolled up the paper on the table: "I can't write this."

Du Tuxuan was surprised: "You are the eldest son of Duke Jin's family, how can you be so knowledgeable?"

Du Tu Jinkong didn't take it seriously: "I know all the characters, but I'm too lazy to write. These tasks are all done by servants."

"Even if you become Marquis of Jin, you still have to approve official documents every day."

"I won't find a clerk?"

Du Tuxuan shook his head and glanced at the servants he brought.

"I will not make a contract with a servant. The bed warmer who followed me died, and I haven't found a new one yet."

Du Tuxuan kept looking at him: "I heard that the eldest son of Duke Jin's family loves reading."

"My son has always been so capable in literature and martial arts, omnipotent."

His way of boasting made Du Tuxuan very uncomfortable. Looking at the complacency on his face and the paper balls on the table, he felt powerless to be defeated.

"Come on, don't talk about these useless things," Du Tu Jinkong threw the ball of paper and spread out a new paper, "I must write the document today."

Du Tuxuan coughed and said slowly, "How about this, I'll write for you."

Du Tu Jinkong was taken aback for a moment, and asked, "Can you still pick up the pen?"

With both smiles, Du Tuxuan signaled the butler to push the wheelchair to the desk, and began to write slowly on the spread paper.

He wrote every word very carefully, his handwriting was handsome and self-contained, Du Tu Jinkong seemed to be stupefied, and leaned against the table in a daze.

"Did Jiu give you that medicine bottle?"

"Huh? Yes." It took Du Tu Jinkong a long time to react.

"You said you killed him."

Dutu Jinkong nodded: "Yes."

Du Tuxuan paused for a moment, bowed his head and continued writing.

"You just leave it like this? Don't you want to kill me?"

Silence answered him.

"It really is heartless and ungrateful." Du Tu Jinkong sighed with emotion.

Du Tuxuan's speed was very slow, but he still wrote the written document stroke by stroke, and handed the neat document to Du Tu Jinkong, who immediately read it aloud after receiving it.

"That's right, that's how it's written." Dutu Jinkong was very satisfied.

Du Tuxuan rubbed the lord's order: "Did Jiuzhen be killed by you?"

Only then did Dutu Jinkong react: "I want to say yes, are you going to stop adding chapters to me?"

Du Tuxuan kept staring at him.

"He's dead." Dutu Jinkong raised the corner of his mouth, confirming again.

Du Tuxuan closed his eyes, and a stream of tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

The atmosphere was silent for a while, Dutu Jinkong accepted the evil, became expressionless, and reiterated: "He is indeed dead."

Huan has been paying attention to Du Tuxuanshuang's movements all the time, seeing that his lord is starting to breathe heavily, knowing that his love is not good, he hastily patted him on the back, anxiously persuading him: "My lord, my lord..."

Du Tuxuan pursed his lips tightly, his teeth were chattering, and his facial features formed a hard arc.After hearing the news of Jiu again, all the emotions in his body seemed to leave with those two words, leaving only a cold body, left coldly in the world, describing despair.

Dutu Jinkong looked down at him, and when he met his eyes, he was startled, his expression gradually became serious, and he didn't say a word when he looked at him.

Du Tuxuan's face turned purple from suffocation, he patted his back for a while and found it was useless, hurriedly went to find the medicine left by Wu Chenye, hurried over with a bowl of water, and poured out a small pill: "My lord, my lord , wake up!"

The old housekeeper was in a hurry, and he didn't care about anything else. He immediately used a small spoon to pry his teeth, trying to feed the pills.

Seeing that the potion entered Du Tuxuan's mouth, Du Tu Jinkong, who had been standing there all the time, suddenly snatched the medicine bottle, and he held the pill in his hand: "You can't die, but you won't know it once you take this medicine." .”

Enraged by his rudeness, Huan stepped forward to snatch the medicine bottle: "Give me back the medicine!"

"Old man, it's better not to move rashly, be careful of flashing bones." Du Tuxuan's symptoms were fascinated. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Huan was frightened and distressed at the same time, tremblingly calling: "My lord?"

However, Du Tuxuan went limp after spitting out blood. Du Tu Jinkong stretched out his hand to try, and even lost his breath.

Seeing this, Du Tujinkong was shocked, and immediately carried him out of the wheelchair, Dutuxuan Shuang's breathing could not be detected, Du Tujinkong tremblingly opened his eyelids, his voice suddenly changed in shock: "Xuan Shuang! "

"My lord!" Hou also realized that something was wrong, and immediately fell to his knees, holding Du Tuxuan's hands: "My lord! My child...what's wrong with you?"

Dutu Jinkong completely lost his previous attitude, and yelled at the servant who was still in a daze: "Get out!"

The servant in the house fled as fast as possible and closed the door tightly.

Du Tu Jinkong pressed Du Tuxuan's pulse, and quickly healed him with the sound of closing the door.

Huan looked at the pile of bottles and cans he took out from his sleeve in surprise, surprised that his sleeve was like a treasure chest.Du Tujin's technique was fast, and the thick silver needles pierced Du Tuxuan's body in unison. He didn't even need to look at the acupoints, and quickly dispensed the right medicine after piercing, but he stopped suddenly ...

Dutu Jinkong had a strange expression, slowly pulled out the needles one by one and put them away, and looked down at the old housekeeper: "You are smart."

Huan looked up in bewilderment.

"It's Wu Chenye," Du Tu Jinkong smacked the name, "This medicine has confused me, did you deliberately set up a trap for me to take advantage of?"

Huan didn't understand what he said, so he asked in a hoarse voice, "How is your lord?"

Looking at the person who was still in a coma, Du Tu Jinkong said: "He's still alive. It was a suspended animation just now, just take a medicine, but I didn't notice it..."

Huan was even more confused.

Xu Jiu rummaged through the medicine bottles, poured out a pill and fed it to Du Tuxuan's mouth.

After hearing a few "cough coughs", the person on the bed suddenly coughed and slowly opened his eyes.

"You know medical skills." Du Tuxuan said in a soft voice, abnormally sure.

"you caught me."

Du Tuxuan was both joyful and confused for a moment. He looked at the person opposite him with weak eyes, and he had an illusion that this person was very familiar with. This illusion made him unconsciously say: "You lower your head."

"Hmph, why should I listen to you?"

Du Tuxuan smiled and stretched out his hand to pull him hard.

That hand was dazzling white, Dutu Jinkong didn't move, let that hand grab his skirt, and then poked his cheek with another hand, Dutuxuan murmured: "There is a dimple here."

"It's not my business?"

"You know medical skills." Du Tuxuan said sadly, because of the tossing just now, Du Tujin could clearly see the beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Didn't you set up today's game because you want to know that I know medical skills?"

"Jiu, Ah Jiu." Du Tuxuan looked at him both, "Jiu also has medical skills."

Du Tujin's heart trembled, almost thinking that the other party was going to recognize him, but when he saw that blank look, he settled down for a moment, and felt a strange sense of loss: "Really."

"I just heard you call my name, which is exactly the same as Jiuyi."

"You heard wrong, you said nine dead."

While the two were talking, Du Tuxuan kept holding him tightly with both hands, rubbing his skin fiercely as if eagerly looking for an opening. up.

"Look, I'm really not Jiu."

Du Tuxuanshuang remembered that there were several small freckles on Jiu's neck, and later the skin was scalded. He was there at the time, and the hideous scene made him tremble at night, and he could not rest at night.

He will definitely not remember the location of the burn.

The delusional thoughts in Du Tuxuan's mind were denied by himself again, he let go of his hands dejectedly, and his eyes touched the scattered medicine bottles.

Dutu Jinkong also glanced subconsciously, the medicine bottle was not the batch from Dutu Manor.

The eyes of the two collided again.

Du Tuxuan felt that he had fallen into a huge mystery, but he couldn't find a breakthrough point. He lay there with blank eyes: "I really... don't understand."

Du Tujin smiled subtly: "Give me the lord's order."

Du Tuxuan said to Huan: "Give it to him."

Huan handed the lord order to Dutu Jinkong, seeing that the man had seriously stamped the transfer document, he knew that the master's manor had changed hands, but he didn't feel much regret in his heart.Up to now, everything outside of the body is empty talk.

Dutu Jinkong's goal was achieved, he immediately packed up his things and left. Before going out, he looked back at the person on the bed and found that the person had fallen into intermittent lethargy again.

☆, 130

The restructuring order caused an uproar in the meeting hall, and the ministers debated for a whole day and night, and finally the king came forward to make a final decision.

Admiral Wang had a compromise between the two factions, and only changed the part of the salary system.

Even so, the royal city was still shaking, and many people who wanted to seek death, cried for their father and mother, and cursed Du Tuxuan emerged one after another.As the saying goes, taking people's livelihood is like killing their parents. Except for the direct nobles of the royal family, other second- and third-class nobles rely on the state to maintain a good life.Because the distribution is based on the head of the person, many nobles rely on having more children to maintain their families.

Once the reform of the pension system was issued, it directly shook the foundation of these people.Although it is said that along with the reorganization order, there are ways to join the army and compete in exams, but they are all spoiled and raised, and they suddenly want to join the army. Is it so easy to follow the army?The First Prince died on the battlefield!

Exam, huh, huh, don't be kidding me.

In short, the inside and outside of the royal city are all fried, but no matter how chaotic the place is, there is always some quiet place.

Du Tuxuanshuang was lying in the small turret at the moment. He smiled a little after hearing the news, and then the gloom on his face dissipated. He asked Huan to bring him the newly issued announcement, and read it carefully word by word. While watching and laughing, I actually burst into tears.

"Finally give Lan Wei an explanation..."

"There are still nine..."

Du Tuxuan looked at Huan with both eyes: "In my life, I will die in peace."

Huan was also very excited, and stepped forward to wipe Du Tuxuan's face: "My lord has been a good boy since he was a child."

Du Tuxuan lost his mind and murmured: "Yuan, in the end it's just me and you."

"It's my blessing to be with you all the time."

"When I die, you burn me."

Huan listened quietly.

"The morals of the world are really disgusting, I don't want to keep it anymore... After burning it, sprinkle the ashes in a place where no one is around..."

"Okay, my lord."

"Are you with me?" Du Tuxuan asked almost dreamily.

The master is dead, and the contracted servant cannot survive.Du Tuxuan both asked about the affairs of Hou.

"I'm with adults."

Du Tuxuan smiled: "It's better to burn it than put it in the ground to grow worms... Even if it doesn't grow worms, it won't look good if it turns into a human being."

"Listen to the adults."

"I used to dream that I was dead, and when I woke up, I didn't know whether it was before death or after death... Now that I am finally about to die, my heart is very quiet, as if I am going to sleep."

Huan listened carefully, wiping his fingers carefully while listening.

"Nine, did you find it?"

Hou returned: "My lord, it will take seven or eight days from the manor to the king's city."

It means that the news can't spread so fast, plus looking for someone, how long it will take for the news to reach Wangcheng.

The meaning of Huan was originally to encourage Du Tuxuanshuang and let him last for a while, but Du Tuxuanshuang really didn't have much will to survive. He was too busy and tired, so it's better to let his mind go and rest for a while.

This was the last time Du Tuxuanshuang woke up. He said a lot of words like a flashback, and then fell into a deep sleep.

A few hours later, Du Tuxuan suddenly twitched a few times, and then his mouth and nose began to ooze blood. At first, there were still thin blood lines. When some people transported Du Tuxuan into the pagoda, many people saw it, and there was a lot of discussion.

Whether it is those who hate him or those who are grateful to him, the answer this time is the same: I am afraid that this person will not survive.

"Where is Master Shen Ye!" Huan was in a hurry, he didn't know why Wu Shenye was delayed, Du Tuxuan was transported into the witch doctor's tower for a long time, and he still hasn't come down.

After asking loudly many times, Wu Chenye finally came down.Clenching Du Tuxuan's hands in pain, Wu Chenye didn't know why he took so long, so he hurriedly asked, "Master Shen Ye, my lord..."

Wu Chenye staggered and looked haggard. He no longer looked like a god who was clean before his eyes, and the corners of his brows and eyes were full of sadness.He glanced at Du Tuxuan, and said slowly, "Let's prepare for the funeral."

"Lord Shen Ye," Hearing these words, he seemed to have finally calmed down, and his panic disappeared. "Lord Shen Ye, how long will my lord have?"

Wu Chenye looked at Du Tuxuan Shuang: "It will be the middle of the night at most."

Huan saluted politely: "Thank you Lord Shen Ye."

Wu Chenye smiled: "It's not necessarily a bad thing to leave this world, it's a blessing to be able to escape."

Huan nodded: "Yes, my lord has suffered since he was a child, so let's go, anyway, the old slave will always be with him."

Wu Chenye was brought back to his senses by his open-mindedness, smiled, the gloom between his brows dissipated a little, and praised: "This statement is very true."

Seeing that the time had been set, the old housekeeper didn't panic anymore. He had been a housekeeper all his life and was very proficient in all kinds of affairs. While guarding Du Tuxuan, he ordered the servants to prepare the funeral ceremony, clean water, and clothes. Although Du Tuxuan did not want to preserve the bones, other procedures must be perfect except for the burial utensils in the tomb.

The witch doctor tower has a custom of mourning, because many people will die in the process of seeking medical treatment, so the witch doctor tower has a special clean room for people to use, and many patients even moved to the witch doctor tower in the last period of time , People believe that the white pagoda is connected to the gods, and the prayers made by the witch doctor family are more convincing.

Wu Chenye stopped the bleeding for Du Tuxuanshuang, Du Tuxuanshuang woke up during the process, his eyes still had a little sanity, and he managed to smile when he saw the figure shaking.

That smile appeared fragile and illusory in the dazzling blood red.

Wu Chenye stayed for a while, then went up the White Pagoda again with heavy steps.

Today's witch doctor tower is very unusual, and the busy Huan didn't pay attention or didn't care anymore. So far he has only one thing to do, and he does his best to do it well.

He had already put the prepared crown clothing and accessories in a special room at home, as well as all kinds of utensils used when he was dead, all of which were the best and most precious.

After the servants headed by Shazhou brought the things in, he checked them carefully. He had checked these things several times, but he was always worried, afraid of neglecting his lord.When people are old, many things are easy to forget.

Du Tuxuan was taken to the wash room, and Huan gently went to wash him up.After taking off his clothes, the grown-up was emaciated, and his skin was soaked in blood, which couldn't be wiped clean.The old housekeeper scrubbed him tirelessly over and over again, afraid that he would be cold and panting.

The nine-fold crown robe was placed aside, and accessories such as ratings, jade handles, rest beads, hand beads, and foot beads filled most of the room.

These things are not easy to incinerate, but there is a refining furnace in the Witch Doctor Tower, the temperature is extremely high, and it can instantly turn flesh and blood into a puff of white smoke.

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After cleaning up, a little witch doctor came down and said to Xun, "Master Shen Ye, please go up."

At this time, Du Tuxuan was lying on a special jade bed, and was carried up to the witch doctor tower by the crowd.

However, it was indeed Wu Chenye's room.

The witch doctors put Du Tuxuan's hands in place and went out, but Teng waited for a long time before Wu Chenye came out.

When Wu Chenye came out, he no longer had the appearance of a celestial being. If he was only haggard and sad when he met a few hours ago, his current appearance is worse than that of Du Tuxuan, as if all the essence and blood in his body were gone. , just a skeleton walking slowly in skin.

Rao Shilong was already as immobile as a mountain, but he was still taken aback when he saw Wu Chenye like this: "Master Shen Ye, what's wrong with you?"

Wu Chenye smiled, and there was still the former handsomeness in the smile: "I saved Yuanze's life, but I didn't save him."

Life-saving is a very desperate medical method. The great witch doctor with the highest divine power pours the blood of his whole body into another person, and it is said that he can bring the dead back to life.Hou has always believed in Wu Chenye, and was very surprised to hear that he was not rescued: "Master Shen Ye..."

"He was poisoned by serial poisoning before."

Wu Chenye led Pang into the inner room, where a bloody man was lying there, and Pong recognized it as Dutu Yuanze.

These two grew up with adults, and Ding knew them very well.

Wu Chenye sat on the floor beside the bed, leaning his head against Yuan Ze's side.He has been trying his best to cultivate a successor. When he was the chief witch doctor, he dug up several good seedlings at the beginning. After more than ten years, he finally selected the most intelligent Wu Jili.Wu Jili's talent is extremely high, and with Wu Chenye teaching him personally, Wu Jili will soon be able to develop medicinal materials by himself, including meth.

When Wu Jili put the medicine on Wu Chenye for the first time, Wu Chenye dismissed it lightly. He saw the disbelief in the young man's eyes, and smiled to encourage him to make persistent efforts.

To be the chief witch doctor must have the highest ability. If Wu Chenye was poisoned to death by Wu Jili, it would only mean that he did not live up to his name and was not worthy of being the chief.He dared to challenge himself, which made Wu Chenye very happy. He admired this young man's vigor, and taught him all his abilities without reservation.

It's just that a few days ago, after he revealed that he wanted to pass on the position, Wu Jili was not as happy as he thought. The young man looked at him with dark eyes for a while, and then went straight out.

After another night he couldn't help but go to see Yuan Ze, the news came the next day that Yuan Ze was critically ill.

Wu Jili transported Yuan Ze to the Witch Doctor Tower, and looked at him coldly: "Master, I know you have been going to see him secretly."

This time, there were hundreds of poisons on Yuan Ze's body, one chain after another, and Wu Chenye had no time to unravel it.

Wu Jili stayed by his side all the time: "Master, I have developed this poison for several years, and I can't solve it myself. You see, Master, not everything is good. How can you abandon me and think about resigning?"

It really can't be cured. Although Du Ming can bring the dead back to life, the resurrected flesh and blood still have hundreds of serial poisons, and Wu Chenye can't cure it.

Wu Chenye leaned against Yuanze, looked at the person on the bed tenderly, and took his hand.

When they were young, they fell in love with each other, but they didn't expect the friendship to hurt Yuan Ze.

"Lord Shen Ye, do you need me to scrub Lord Yuanze?