"Jin'er, can you get some poison to make people have an interval of attacks, and the kind that is worse than death when they occur?"

When Qin Muxiu asked this, he was so indifferent that he seemed to be chatting about family matters.

Pu Lanbin looked at him with a little more exploration. What did this young man experience?

When you look at him most of the time, you will think he is just an ordinary young man, but Pu Lanbin knows that if you really treat him as an ordinary person, you will not only be very wrong, but also very likely to be held tightly by him.

He is definitely not an ordinary person.

He has the ruthlessness and a sharpness of an emperor!

He is not as good as the county magistrate.

Zhao Jin'er is close to Mozhe Hei. After being with Qin Muxiu for a long time, he can basically guess his intention, "Does my husband want to use it for that Jiro Hanyu?"

"That's right, I thought about it, we still have to let him go back. If one person is missing, their leader will definitely find that he will be more vigilant and more cunning and difficult to catch him."

Pu Lanbin was enlightened, "I was negligent and didn't expect this."

"My grandpa taught me a few poison prescriptions. I thought it was useless to save people and asked for that thing, and I didn't remember it seriously. I wonder if it could be worthy of it."

After saying that, Zhao Jiner tilted her head and hollowed out her brain for a while, and finally thought of a prescription, "There is one called Suoyang San. After taking it, every two hours, it will be like being strangled to the neck, and gradually cannot inhale the air. The effort of torture of half a stick of incense will return to normal again."

"Just that."

There are many pharmacies in the town, and Zhao Jiner quickly prepared the herbs. It took more than two hours to cook the poison and mix it in the water and let Jiro Hanyu drink it quietly.

After a while, it really happened.

I saw Jiro Hanyu's face, from white to red to purple, constantly clenching into his throat, as if something was strangling there.

"Success!" Zhao Jiner was so excited and a little embarrassed. As a doctor, she was so happy for the success of a Poison Powder. It really shouldn't be.

Qin Muxiu saw her thoughts and said, "Every man is responsible for the life and death of the country. You are seeking blessings for the entire Dong Qin, so you don't have to blame yourself."

After half a stick of incense, Jiro Hanyu recovered.

Qin Muxiu asked Yang Huilan to say to him, "Let you go back now. As long as your leader gives you a task, come and tell us immediately, otherwise you will never get the antidote. Don't think you can die. If you dare to die, we will leave a message to your leader, saying that you have turned against Dongqin. Your family in Fusang will not end well."

Jiro Hanyu's eyes were so angry that he cursed again.

But the scolding became smaller and smaller, and finally left with resentment.

Next is waiting.

It was exactly the same as Qin Muxiu's prediction, and the leader quickly issued a new order on the root of the elm seed tree-

Starting from Phoenix Town, we set fire to the village without any difference, and we will go all the way to the capital!

When Jiro Hanyu brought the news, everyone took a breath.

Zhao Jiner was so angry that her whole body trembled.

She didn't want to recall the terrible feeling, even if it was an illusion, but these Japanese pirates actually wanted to concoct countless such tragedies on the territory of the Eastern Qin!
Chapter completed!