"Ugly fox, please return the book to me quickly." Xiaogong's face turned red and he hurriedly came over to grab the book. How could Hyacinth let him succeed? He raised his hands high because of his height. Xiaogong jumped up and down.
After a while, I finally had to give up. I squatted pitifully next to Hyacinth and said softly: "Big Mommy, can you please return the book to Xiao Gong? Xiao Gong will never bully you again."
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Hey, it's a combination of soft and hard tactics, but it's a pity that Hyacinth refuses to take both soft and hard measures.
Hyacinth turned the pages of the book to herself, and the expression on her face changed. From the initial indifference to the shock and joy now, Xiao Gong kept frowning. Could this stupid ugly fox understand the pharmacopoeia? Impossible.
, how could she know something that is impossible to detect even the erythrocyte sedimentation rate?
"Xiao Gong, tell me honestly, where did this thing come from?" Hyacinthus flipped through a dozen pages, grabbed Xiao Gong's hand with joy, and asked excitedly. There are many poisons recorded in this book.
The most amazing thing about its preparation and properties is its exquisite medicinal efficacy and toxicity. Although hyacinth has an amazing talent for making poisons, there are natural differences between ancient pure natural herbs and twenty-first century chemicals.
It's a world of difference, if I had this book... Hyacinth smiled coldly and evilly, and Xiao Gong suddenly felt a chill running down his spine. He looked up and saw Hyacinth's eyes, which were no longer clear and charming as usual, but cold and domineering.
With a sense of indescribable intimacy, I told him the whole story without any precautions.
"This book belongs to me," Xiaogong said. He was afraid that Hyacinthia wouldn't believe it, so he deliberately emphasized it and said, "Really, everything in this book was written by Xiaogong himself. If you don't believe it, you can read the end.
One page has Xiaomong's autograph."
Hyacinthus naturally didn't believe it, but when she turned to the last page, there was actually a delicate signature written in the same handwriting as the content of the book. She couldn't help but be stunned. Such an amazing poisonous technique was actually made by a child? Another genius? Feng
Nobuko first started making drugs for her brother's organization when she was nine years old, but she was called a miracle. However, the young master Xiaogong in front of her was only three or four years old. Could it be that he was a monster, or was there a Que family in this ancient era?
"Can you make poison?" Hyacinth asked.
Xiaogong shook his head, nodded again, and said, "It's not that I won't, it's that I can't."
"What's the meaning?"
"I don't know, anyway, I can't come into contact with poison." Xiao Gong shook his head, as if he didn't want to say anything, and then looked at the pharmacopoeia in Hyacinth's hand, and said: "This book was written by Big Daddy, and that idiot is so stupid
It couldn't be used well, and Xiaogong couldn't enter the medicine refining shop in Blood Moon Pond, so I put it away."
That lost child face really didn't look like a three or four year old child, but it made people feel particularly distressed to see it. It looked like his most beloved pet had died suddenly. Hyacinth patted his little shoulder,
He smiled and said, "In that case, why not leave it to me."
"here you are?"
"Yes, as long as you can get these poisonous weeds and leave the refining of the medicine to your aunt and I, it will be absolutely fine." Hyacinthus said, for some reason, she was willing to believe this child.
"Really?" Xiao Gong smiled, her big furry eyes curved into crescents, so cute.
"Really." Hyacinth promised, rubbing Xiao Gong's little dark head, and said, "But now we are all trapped here, we have to find a way to get out."
"This is not easy to handle," Xiao Gong raised his chin proudly, took out a small and exquisite short jade flute from his sleeve, and said, "Big Daddy gave this to Xiao Gong. As long as you blow it, anyone in the village will listen.
Everyone will come to save us when we get there, but this is the Blood Moon Pond, and there is only one person, Xu Shen, so we can only wait for him to come and save us."
"Wait!" As soon as Hyacinth finished speaking, Xiao Gong's flute began to play melodiously. The tune was short, but not simple. Her little fingers were flying on the jade flute, but it stopped after a moment. Maybe it was because of the wind.
Xinzi could understand his pharmacopoeia. Xiaogong looked at Hyacinth like a well-behaved child. He looked at Hyacinth doubtfully and asked: "Mommy, don't you hope someone will come to save us?"
It will be here soon, and I will ask him to take you to the medicine refining shop when the time comes. There are many medicinal materials there."
Of course Hyacinth hopes that someone will come to rescue her, but she doesn’t want to be rescued by that white-haired weirdo. She came to the Blood Moon Pond to be a thief, so how can she meet the owner of this place openly? However, Xiao Gong is here.
If you can't really enter that medicine refining workshop, then it will be a worthwhile trip.
"Well, Xiao Gong, your flute is quite interesting. Can you show it to Mommy?"
"This..." Xiao Gong hesitated for a moment, looked at Hyacinth and then at the jade flute, then carefully placed it in Hyacinth's hand and said, "I can only take a look at it. Big Daddy said, you can't give this to me."
Give it to someone else.”
"Really?" Hyacinth looked at the flute carefully. It was made of fine quality white jade and engraved with three small characters "Qingfeng Yin". There was nothing special about it. Seeing Xiao Gong's nervous look, Hyacinth smiled and picked up the flute.
She handed it back to him and said, "That must be very important. No one can read it in the future."
"Yes." Xiaogong nodded obediently, put the jade flute away, and asked again: "Chou, big mommy, how can you understand Xiaogong's medical classics?"
"Medical code? This is not a medical code. This is poison. If it is really a medical code, I would not understand it." Hyacinth is not lying. She can only hurt people but not save them. She can only use poison.
She doesn't know how to make medicine, so she is called "Snake Nobuko". She likes this name, so she never saves people.
Xiao Gong stuck out his tongue and said: "Oh, no wonder ESR can only read medical books but not Xiao Gong's poisonous techniques."
Hyacinth understands, Xiao Rong'er said that although the medicine monster has a weird temper, he is also a doctor who saves lives and heals the wounded. It seems that there are rules not to make poisons to hurt people, so it is understandable that he cannot use this book. However, Xiao Gong
Why can't such a genius avoid poison?
Shen Shen was afraid that he had fallen asleep, so Xiao Gong played the flute for a while but no one came. After all, he was a child, so he fell asleep soon after. Hyacinth took off his clothes and ran to put it on him. He leaned against the mud wall, but he felt sleepy.
She had no idea at all, so she took out the book she just got and started reading. She was a person who liked new things, and she was especially obsessed with drugs. As she continued reading, she actually lost track of time.
The moon passed through the entrance of the cave. Hyacinth likes darkness and is used to it. The eyes that can see at night are full of thirst for poison and are not tired at all.
Hyacinth still fell asleep, and after seeing the black leaves, she fell asleep with satisfaction.
On the half-open page, there was a black and purple plant depicted, which was exactly the same as the thing in Hyacinth's hand. This was the medicinal herb she picked in the woods on the way to Netherworld Village a few days ago. At that time, she felt that it was
The thing is related to the strange poison on her face, and now it is confirmed.