Ning Dao Covered with Snow

Chapter 45 Deal
Xiao Wang spread out the snow-white handkerchief in his hand, revealing bloodstains on it.

That was what he just coughed up.

He was using facts to prove that he was not lying and that he was indeed poisoned.

Yan Ciwan frowned, his heart was in turmoil.

She was very surprised, not because Xiao Wang was coughing up blood, but because he mentioned Luo Xianweng and the Ning family.

Luoxianweng is the Ning family's secret poison. Once poisoned, the body will gradually weaken until death, making it look like a terminal illness. Even if the body is examined after death, no abnormalities will be found.

After the Ning family was exterminated, Luoxianweng also disappeared from the world.

Yan Ciwan didn't understand why Xiao Wang was poisoned. Almost all the members of the Ning family were dead. Where did the person who poisoned Xiao Wang get the Luoxianweng?
Xiao Wang put away the silk handkerchief, then took out a small porcelain bottle, poured out a pill from the bottle and put it into his mouth. The pill tasted bitter, but he swallowed it without even frowning.

The series of movements were extremely skillful, obviously having been done hundreds of times.

After taking the medicine, he felt the suffocating pain in his heart eased a lot, so he continued.

"This is the Heart-Replenishing Pill that my master made. It can alleviate the pain of Luo Xian Weng when the poison attacks him, but it is only a temporary solution. If you want to completely detoxify, you can only find the descendants of the Ning clan leader."

Having said that, Xiao Wang's eyes turned towards Yan Ci Wan with a scorching heat.

"The Ning family has a technique called the Art of Immortality, which has been passed down from generation to generation by the clan leader. It is said that practicing this technique can cure all diseases and make one immortal."

Without waiting for Yan Ciwan to refute, Xiao Wang denied the statement first.

"Of course this is impossible. Humans are mortals. No matter how much we practice, we can never be immortal. Those are just rumors. But the Art of Immortality is a life-saving medicine for me, because only the Art of Immortality in this world can neutralize the poison of Luo Xian Weng."

After hearing what he said, Yan Ciwan already understood that the reason why he insisted on caring so much about Ning Dao was not because he wanted Ning Dao, but because he wanted to confirm her identity.

The Ning Sword and the Secret of Immortality are both secret treasures passed down from generation to generation by the Ning clan patriarch.

She was carrying the Ning Sword and her last name was Ning, so she must be the descendant of the Ning clan leader.

He wanted her to save his life.

but--

Yan Ciwan was still on guard: "Luo Xian Weng is a poison made by the Ning family. Now that you are poisoned, don't you hate the Ning family members?"

Xiao Wang looked at her with an extremely calm gaze.

He knew what she was worried about, so he gave a very frank answer.

"The person who poisoned me is not a descendant of the Ning family. I have been trying to find the descendants of the Ning family leader over the years, not for revenge, but just to keep myself alive."

Xiao Wang took a step forward, with the tip of the knife almost touching his heart.

But he was fearless, his eyes were always fixed on Yan Ciwan, and he said in a deep voice.

"Madam Ning, I can help you find out the truth about the serial rape and murder case and clear your suspicion. I can also protect you and make sure you have food and clothing, as long as you can use the Changsheng Jue to detoxify me and save my life."

To be honest, this proposal is very tempting.

Yan Ciwan is in a difficult situation right now. If Xiao Wang can help her with all his strength, it would save her a lot of trouble.

She asked: "These are just your one-sided words, how can I believe you?"

Xiao Wang's Adam's apple moved slightly.

She neither denied her identity as a descendant of the Ning family, nor did she indicate that she had never practiced the secret of immortality.

This means that he was not wrong in his guess. She was the descendant of the Ning clan leader. She had practiced the art of immortality and could cure the poison of Luo Xianweng!
After searching for many years, he finally found a life-saving medicine. Even though Xiao Wang had practiced Taoism for many years and had already developed a calm and composed mind that could remain calm even when faced with a mountain collapsing in front of him, he couldn't help but feel emotional at this moment.

"I don't need to lie to you. If you really don't believe me, I can give this to you." Xiao Wang handed over the small porcelain bottle. "I must take a Xu Xin Pill every day to delay the onset of the poison. There are ten Xu Xin Pills in this. I put the rest in Song Tao Pavilion in the imperial palace. I will have someone send them all to you later. All the Xu Xin Pills are in your safekeeping. If I break my promise to you, you will destroy those Xu Xin Pills. Then I will be poisoned immediately and my life will be in danger. What do you think?"

Yan Ciwan reached out to take the small porcelain bottle, leaned in to smell it, and a bitter medicinal smell entered his nostrils.

This was exactly the same bitter medicinal smell she smelled on Xiao Wang when she first met him.

She didn't express her opinion directly, but asked again, "How can I detoxify you?"

"I will first take a medicinal bath for half an hour, and then you will transfer the inner energy to me. Once every ten days, after seventeen times, the poison can be completely detoxified. I will prepare all the herbs needed for the medicinal bath. You only need to transfer the inner energy of the longevity secret to me regularly."

Yan Ci Wan originally thought that he wanted the technique of Changsheng Jue, but she didn't expect that he just wanted her to help him master the internal energy.

If that were all, there would be no loss for her.

Then she quickly calculated in her mind.

If you want to completely detoxify, it will take at least 170 days, which is half a year.

The journey from here to Chang'an is long. If she walks, it will take at least five months. If she encounters any unexpected situation on the way, the journey time will be even longer.

Half a year should be enough for her to reach Chang'an.

She made a decision quickly, her bloodless lips opened and closed slightly, and she softly uttered two words.

"make a deal."

Xiao Wang's heart finally settled down and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Yan Ciwan put away his Ning Dao, and his tense spirit relaxed, and he finally felt the pain belatedly.

She lowered her head to look at her chest and found a trickle of blood seeping from her collar. It was obvious that the wound had split open again because she had swung the knife too hard.

Her brows were furrowed, her lips turned pale, and she breathed in gently. It hurt so much!

Xiao Wang still remembered her ferocious look as she swung a knife at someone just now. He was still frightened and didn't dare to approach her easily. But her current state really made him worried, so he asked with concern.

"Do you need me to call someone to help you back?"

Yan Ciwan now felt dizzy, his limbs were weak, and even taking a breath was extremely difficult.

She didn't force herself and said softly, "Then I'll have to trouble you to tell Second Mother that I'm waiting for her in the west wing."

"it is good."

Xiao Wang turned around and walked towards the tea room, but after taking two steps he heard a muffled thud behind him.

He turned around and saw Yan Ciwan had fainted on the ground.

There was no one around now, and if Xiao Wang ignored her, she would just lie on the cold ground and be blown by the cold wind.

The other party's safety is related to his own life, he can't just ignore it.

In the end, he could only resign himself to walking over, bending down to pick up Yan Ciwan, sending her to the west wing, and then going to the tea room to inform Chaolu.

Upon learning that Yan Ciwan's wound had split, Chaolu was extremely anxious and hurried to the west wing.

After her treatment, Yan Ciwan woke up quickly.

At this time, Yan Ciwan had already changed his clothes and the wounds on his body had been re-bandaged.

She lay in bed unable to move and asked weakly, "Where are the clothes I was wearing?"

Chaolu replied, "Your clothes are stained with blood and cannot be worn for the time being. I asked Miaolian to wash them."

"Then my knife..."

Zhaolu picked up the cloth bag beside her, put it on the bed, and said, "Here it is."

Yan Ciwan wanted to sit up, but his body was too weak and he failed after struggling several times.

In the end, Chaolu couldn't bear it anymore and stepped forward to help her up.

(End of this chapter)