deadly mantra

Chapter 867 It’s not medicine, it’s poison

"Ah?" He Meng stuffed two more meat buns into his mouth, and his beautiful red phoenix eyes were full of confusion: "What kind of little bully is it? Can it eat better than me? Even so, it doesn't matter, right? Brother Xiu is smart and smart. , perfect, without any flaws, I have never seen anyone who can be his opponent. How could he not be able to support us? "

The ghost slave opened his mouth and hesitated for a long time. He didn't know how to explain to her, so he had to say:
"Tsk, forget it, I can't explain it to you for a while. Stop lighting a fire and come over and eat."

"Okay~"

Hemeng clapped her hands, stood up, ran over happily, sat down at the wooden table, and started eating!
"It's been two years and the taste is still the same in my memory. Uncle Ghost's cooking skills are great."

The ghost slave was standing by the window washing his hands. Hearing the sound, he subconsciously said:

"Oh, it's nothing. Before going down the mountain, I thought that Little Hell was capable of everything, but after coming down... Xiao Mengmeng, do you believe it? He can even cook. Proficient. The dishes cooked by those chefs can be reproduced perfectly as long as the Emperor of Hell watches them once."

pat-

The chopsticks dropped in shock.

He Meng stared at the noodles in the bowl and suddenly felt that they no longer tasted good.

At this time, steady footsteps came from outside the door.

Shui Qingchen is here!

He Meng hurriedly picked up the bowl, took a few quick bites, wolfed down the food, stood up suddenly, stared at the door with a look of death, and said:

"I'm ready!!"

As soon as the sound fell, Shui Qingchen walked into the kitchen holding the medicine bottle.

He Meng took two steps forward, caught the medicine bottle, poured out a pill, held it on her fingertips, looked at it, smelled it, and a few drops of cold sweat fell on her forehead:
"Brother Xiu, this...this, where did you get this? How could anyone in this world make such evil poison?"

The ghost slave asked in confusion:

"Poison? How could this be poison?"

When he asked, He Meng began to feel a little unsure. He checked it carefully again, looked at Shui Qingchen firmly, and said:

"Brother Xiu, I'm sure this thing is poison."

Shui Qingchen looked normal, but Gui Nu was so nervous that his palms were sweating.

"Are you sure?" Shui Qingchen asked.He Meng nodded vigorously:

"I'm sure!"

Shui Qingchen pondered for a moment, already had an idea, and led Hemeng back to the room.

Hemeng has a special physique and is afraid of heat but not cold. In the winter when goose feathers are flying, she wears thinner clothes than anyone else. She will sweat even if she moves a little.

At this moment, she was following Shui Qingchen, and as soon as she entered the house, she was hit by the hot air.

She was stunned for a long time, grabbing her sleeves and wiping sweat frantically:

"Brother Xiu...it's terrible, it's so hot in this room..."

She wrinkled her nose and sniffed:

"Brother Xiu, are you suffering from insomnia again? Order such a heavy soothing incense."

Shui Qingchen walked to the front and explained:
"She is extremely guarded. Even in her sleep, you can hardly get even half a step closer to her. So, I lit the incense in advance. He Meng, you have time to burn the incense."

"Hey! All right."

He Meng mustered up all her energy, not daring to neglect, and approached the bed step by step.

On the bed, Ji Fanyin was covered tightly, with only his left hand exposed outside the quilt.

Hemeng didn't see Ji Fanyin's face clearly. As soon as his fingertips touched Ji Fanyin's skin, he was shocked by the coldness on her body and his wrist trembled.

So cold!

"Brother Xiu, is this person poisoned by cold poison? Hiss... there are hundreds of different types of cold poison in the hexagram, and the one she got was..."

Before he finished speaking, a murderous aura suddenly appeared.He Meng's voice stopped suddenly, and his slender neck was pinched hard by Ji Fanyin who sat up on the bed.

If Shui Qingchen hadn't reacted quickly and tapped Ji Fanyin's acupuncture point immediately, He Meng would have thought that his neck was about to be crushed!
She hurriedly took two steps back, covered her neck, coughed wildly, and looked at the incense burner beside her in confusion.

(End of this chapter)