Into the dark lane, two groups of people stand separately. The emperor stood unrestrained. Only Hong Qi of the beggars'' sect came in, which showed his sincerity. He had nothing to be afraid of.
"It''s not that we want to provoke Shangqing temple, but Qianyang''s Yin hand on us." Hong Qi meditated and practiced martial arts. While dealing with internal injuries, he said with a overcast face, "my father, Hong Yigong, was extremely poisoned and was unconscious. He found many famous doctors at a loss. At present, this is the secret of the beggars'' sect. Please don''t spread it to avoid chaos in the beggars'' sect."
The emperor and Meiqian smiled at each other. They didn''t receive the news and showed confused eyes.
The beggars'' sect is the largest sect in the world. The emperor must have arranged for people from the movie capital to go undercover in the beggars'' sect. No news showed that few people knew about it and did an excellent job of confidentiality.
Mei qianxiao doesn''t have so much connotation. It''s pure doubt. His source is mainly gossip.
"Do you mean that the poison in Hong Yigong has something to do with Taoist priest Qianyang?" the emperor asked again.
"I haven''t found direct evidence that his poison is related to Qianyang, but my wife''s death must be related to him!" Hong Qi mentioned his wife, his eyes red and his neck blue.
"What do you mean? Why didn''t I understand?" the emperor was confused after hearing this. Why was Hong Yigong poisoned and his wife died?
"The situation here is more complicated, and listen to the grass people slowly."
Hong paused seven times and sorted out his thoughts.
"It started when my father suddenly fainted a few months ago. At that time, we didn''t care too much. We thought he was drunk with his pig friends and dog friends and would be fine after sleeping for a day or two... He lay on the threshold and didn''t get up on the third day. We didn''t notice it. We didn''t notice it until we woke up on the fifth day..."
Get down on the threshold. It''s bad for a few days, okay! Can''t you carry it back to bed first? According to your calculation a few months ago, even if it was not in the December and winter, it was at least cold in the late autumn night! I understand that you have an unreliable father''s mood, and my master doesn''t worry! But caring for the old man who makes sticks starts from you and me, which is a traditional Chinese virtue!
"My father has been unconscious all the time. We went to many doctors one after another and couldn''t find the reason. Later, a famous doctor in the Jianghu diagnosed him and said that he might have been poisoned. He has deep internal power, so he didn''t lose his life for the time being, but he still can''t stand it after a long time. We must find the poisoner and get the antidote as soon as possible."
"The beggars'' sect has a large number of people, good and bad. My father hasn''t decided on a successor. Suddenly there are no leaders, and there will be trouble. Therefore, we must sum up the matter quietly and go to find other famous doctors separately, as well as clues to check the poisoner..."
"No successor? Don''t you know the dog beating stick handed down by the guild leader?" asked Meiqian with a smile.
After asking, Mei qianxiao regretted. No one mentioned the dog beating stick in the first world war just now. Hong Qi didn''t use the stick again. How could he know?
He was so frightened that he secretly looked at everyone with a guilty heart. He was relieved to find that no one cared about such a small matter.
Taoist priest Qianyang thought that Duke Chen had explained it to them, so meiqianxiao knew it. Duke Chen knew the details of meiqianxiao, so meiqianxiao was not surprised to see it... In fact, the emperor was the only one who really didn''t know. He had general martial arts and little knowledge of martial arts skills. He didn''t see Hong Qi''s body method of beating dogs.
But he was also looking at Taoist Qianyang and Duke Chen. When he asked, he seemed a little naive... It was just as if nothing had happened.
"My father really wants to train me to be the next leader of the beggars'' sect. He has taught me to practice the eighteen dragon subduing palms and dog beating stick since I was a child. It was not until recent years that I became a great success. But I have been devoted to martial arts for many years and have not participated in the internal affairs of the beggars'' sect. My father asked me to join the beggars'' sect first, start from the lowest level ordinary beggars, and experience the beggars'' sect step by step, so that I can manage the beggars'' sect well later."
Shit, the real-life president''s son works in an unknown name???? How can the beggars'' nest of the beggars'' sect give rise to the smell of celebrity enterprises with spicy eyes!!!
It''s no wonder that these goods can use the 18 dragon subduing palms and dog beating stick, but let alone none of the bags representing the top level of the beggars'' sect. They don''t even have a patch on their rags. They look like the most ordinary beggars. Their martial arts and identity are very mismatched.
So this story tells us, don''t underestimate every beggar. Maybe this beggar will wait for a few years to go back and inherit the largest industry in the world and become a hegemonic president. Fall in love with, ah bah, becoming a hegemonic president will kill you.
"Because I''m not familiar with my business, my father hasn''t made it public, which means that the leader of the beggars'' sect hasn''t decided on an heir."
What business?? Begging business?? Your father, who lives in a luxury house with wives and concubines, eats, drinks and plays everywhere, may not be familiar with business!!!
"Just when we split up, suddenly came the news of my wife''s death." Hong Qi finally got back to the point and connected his wife''s death with the story of Hong Yigong''s coma. "My wife came to the capital to seek medical treatment. This is the center of the Central Plains. It is prosperous and developed. The best husbands are here."
Normally, people go up high, and the doctor wants the right meal.
"Who would have thought that my beloved wife suffered a disaster in Zhenjiang, was found dead in the wilderness, and died of rape and abuse!" Hong Qi clenched his teeth and pointed to Taoist Qianyang.
"Although our Shangqing temple is located in Zhenjiang, it can''t be blamed on us." Qianyang Taoist priest cut the nail and cut the railway.
He has helped Zhi Yingyi to deal with his internal injury. He took out a medicine bottle from his arms and threw it to Zhi Yingyi to treat the injury. As soon as the medicine bottle was opened, fresh grass fragrance came out, which is by no means ordinary.
"I was heartbroken and vowed never to tolerate the villains. At that time, I didn''t have any clues to find out who was the murderer, and I didn''t have many clues. I was depressed and asked the famous Jianghu doctor to come and check. Then I finally found some clues..."
"What clue?" the emperor asked curiously.
"He tested the composition of ''foot cutting grass'' from my wife''s blood!"
"What is'' foot cutting grass'' and how can it be unheard of?" the emperor and others looked at each other.
"''cut foot grass'' is a poisonous herb. Drinking its juice can make people insane and suffocate. Touching the skin can paralyze people''s skin and even muscle spasm. In ancient times, someone was bitten by a poisonous snake in the wilderness. If there was no antidote, he used it to save himself. Apply a small amount on the skin to paralyze the nerves and reduce pain. When the poison did not spread, ruthlessly amputate his limbs to protect himself... Because people were bitten by a poisonous snake when walking in the wilderness Most of them are feet, so this grass is called "foot cutting grass." Taoist Qianyang introduced it familiar.
"This grass is almost extinct in the Central Plains. I''ve asked many doctors and haven''t seen its trace again. But many people know that Taoist Qianyang only planted this grass in the grass garden of Shangqing temple! Isn''t it only you who can poison my beloved wife with ''cut-off grass''? My wife was killed on the way to find a doctor for my father, and she also used the poison that is hard to find in the world. I''m afraid there was a premeditation, so my father didn''t wake up It''s your poison! In order not to let you deny it, my wife still has some blood left, but please ask the emperor to let the imperial doctor check whether it is true! "Hong Qi finally found the enemy''s mood and collapsed at this moment. He took out a small bottle from his arms and looked at it with tears and snot. It can be seen that he was in deep love.
"Taoist priest Qianyang, do you have an explanation?" the emperor looked back and asked, "but only you have ''foot cutting grass''?"
Hong Qi has such a clue, so it''s not too much to make such an inference.
"The ''cut-off grass'' mostly grows in the wet wasteland of Lingnan and nanzhong. It has hallucinogenic ingredients, and poisonous insects, snakes and ants like to eat it. In addition, people are uncomfortable with its poison, so every city and village will clean it up when they see it, so it gradually loses its trace, which is really rare now. And my grass garden is built on the top of a cliff behind the Shangqing temple, and few people in Shangqing temple can climb it, so it won''t stay outside... No 100% sure, but I should be a very few people. "
"I don''t know why Taoist priest Qianyang Zhong is such a poison?" Duke Chen asked with a frown.
He is a martial artist. In his eyes, martial artists should use the most direct way to win or lose, so that poison is despised by martial artists. If you were an ordinary person, you would be Taoist Qianyang with first-class martial arts
"Why? Alchemy!" Taoist Qianyang spread his hands and said helplessly.