Ding Dian's originally bright eyes flashed with shock and confusion for a moment. He put down Ling Shuanghua, and in a flash he picked up Ling Tuisi and grabbed it in his hand.
A faint white mist appeared above his head, and he had already used the Shen Zhao Gong with all his strength. One hand was placed on the back of Ling Tuisi's heart, and the other hand was pressing heavily on Ling Tuisi's chest. He relaxed and pressed with both hands. This was an attempt.
Rescue Ling Tuisi.
Zhao Qing watched from the side as Ding Dian tried his best to save him, without doubting his motives.
Maybe it was because Ling Tuisi's death would affect her plans and he wanted to help her recover, maybe he wanted to ask Ling Tuisi what he said was the secret of Ling Shuanghua's mother's death, or maybe he didn't want Ling Tuisi to die so happily.<
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Of course, the more likely reason is that there are all three.
Ding Dianshi rescued him for a moment, and then found a bottle of light red and a bottle of light cyan elixirs from Ling Tuisi's body. He didn't know whether they were poisons or antidotes.
After hesitating for a moment, he took out a light red medicinal pill and put it into Ling Tuisi's mouth, forcing him to swallow it with his internal force and melting it away.
Another period of time passed, and Ling Tuisi's coagulated blood dissolved again. His heart was beating as usual under the pressure of Shenzhao Gong, and his whole body seemed to be no different from a normal person. The bottle Ding Dian randomly selected happened to be the antidote.<
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But Ling Tuisi failed to wake up after all. Zhao Qing speculated that his brain had been destroyed by the poison of Jinbo Xunhua, and no matter how he tried to save him, it was in vain.
At this time, she also wanted to understand the reason why Ling Tuisi had made a poor plan before.
After enduring the torture of Qi Sha Chi for a long time, his mind was greatly affected by the pain, so he thought poorly and exposed many flaws.
However, Ding Dian's Divine Light Technique displayed at this moment made her eyes light up. To be honest, this kind of treatment method is indeed magical. Perhaps the deceased who had just died recently and had no obvious trauma could be saved.
Compared with its therapeutic effect, the powerful power of Shenzhao Gong against enemies seems to be unreasonable. Zhao Qing has only been practicing Shenzhao Gong for a short time, but this rescue has brought her a lot of inspiration. She secretly thought that maybe the Shenzhao Gong was actually a skill passed down along with the treasures from the time of Emperor Liang Yuan, and maybe the person who created it was a professional doctor. It was a pity that Mei Niansheng was in an urgent need to teach the skill at the time and did not inform her.
The origin of Ding Dian’s Divine Light Skill.
Thinking back to the original work, after Di Yun had been practicing Shenshentong for several years, he was choked by the Blood Knife Ancestor. As a result, under the high pressure of the turbid qi in his body, he successfully opened up the Ren and Du meridians.
It seems that being in a state of suffocation, coupled with the presence of a master who has practiced Shenzhao Gong to ensure safety, is equivalent to a quick mastery of the skill?
Seeing that there was no possibility of Ling Tuisi coming back alive, Ding Dian finally stopped rescuing him.
Although Ling Shuanghua had known that Ling Tuisi was vicious in his heart, when he really wanted to kill himself, he was still in a daze for a long time. Only now did he recover and walked to Ding Dian.
"Brother Dian, the purpose of Ling Tuisi's words to me is probably to poison me and control me as a threat, or maybe he just wants to poison me to death. There can really be such a father in the world."
"I also want to understand that even if there is some secret behind my mother's death from illness, it is probably related to the evil things Ling Tuisi did. There is not much difference between knowing it and not knowing it."
After touching Ling Shuanghua's hair with affection, Ding Dian kicked Ling Tuisi's body bitterly and said, "It's better for you, an old thief."
Ling Shuanghua leaned her head on Ding Dian's chest and said softly: "Brother Dian, let's go."
Zhao Qing looked at the two people's closeness, rubbed his eyes with his hands, and moved his lips: "There's no need to go far, let's all live in this Ling Mansion for the time being. From now on, this place belongs to Miss Ling.
The Ling Mansion."
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The next day, Zhao Qing had roughly finished counting the harvest in Ling Mansion.
The only things that can be used are a few martial arts secret books of the Longsha Clan and the gold and silver jewelry worth more than 100,000 taels accumulated by Ling Tuisi over the years.
Di Yun and Qi Fang were both taken to the Ling Mansion and found a room to stay in.
Originally, in order to survive, the members of the Longsha Gang in the Ling Mansion wanted to abandon the dark side and join the bright side, becoming Ling Shuang's successor as the next generation gang leader, but they were flatly rejected.
Ding Dian thought for a long time and finally punched them to death one by one, which was considered as paying the price for the evil they had done following Ling Tuisi in the past.
The next morning, Ding Dian and Ling Shuanghua went out to a coffin shop in the city to buy the coffin for Ling Tuisi's burial.
In Ling Shuanghua's words, after all, Ling Tuisi was kind to her, and she still had to have some basic dignity after her death.
Although Zhao Qing doesn't agree with it very much, there is no need to do anything to stop it.
At this moment, she was sitting in Ling Tuisi's former study room, flipping through several notes written by him related to Jinbo Xunhua.
During the years when Ling Tuisi served as the prefect of Jingzhou, his focus, in addition to studying the history of the Jingzhou region, was also to study Jinbo Xunhua, the most poisonous plant in the world.
According to Ling Tuisi's notes, the toxicity of Jinbo Xunhua is divided into four levels from low to high: floral fragrance, flower stems, pollen, and petals.
The fragrance of flowers is the least toxic among them. After smelling it, it will make people numb their limbs and make them comatose for a period of time. However, it is also the best drug in the world;
The poison of the flower stems is not very deep and can be made into light blue pills or powders, which also have corresponding antidotes. The poison Ling Tuisi gave Ma Daming before belongs to this kind;
The poison of pollen is much stronger, but the amount is very small. If you use an antidote, you can still save it. The pollen of Jinbo Xunhua is hidden in the bracket of Ling Tuisi's right hand;
The most poisonous part is the golden, bright and beautiful petals. Once the skin is stained with the juice, no medicine in the world can save it. Generally, the name of Jinbo Xunhua refers to its petals. p>
As for its antidote, it is made from the roots of the flower and some precious medicinal materials.
Zhao Qing used the superficial biology knowledge she had learned in her previous life to speculate on the situation of Jinbo Xunhua. Perhaps it was a plant similar to the Venus flytrap, attracting prey with its bright and eye-catching petals and poisoning them to death.
Turn it into your own nourishment.
Just when she took down a Buddhist scripture and wanted to read a few pages at random, a voice came from outside the door. The tall Ma Daming walked in with his body bowed, but he could not hide the slight trembling of his hands and feet.
It's no wonder that what they do next is no different from rebellion in the eyes of the imperial court.
Zhao Qing glanced at him and said calmly: "Ling Tuisi doesn't take care of things on weekdays. Matters concerning the prefect's yamen are mainly handled by the master he hired."
"You control these masters internally and let them do things as usual; externally, you say that the prefect is seriously ill and cannot see people, and refuse all communication to the point of asking him to leave the Ling Mansion."
"I know that Ling Tuisi deceived you before and said that he could recommend you to become a county captain. In fact, this may not be possible..."
"Sir Zhao," Ma Daming spoke in a Shangguan accent, lowered his head and handed over a stack of paper, reporting to Zhao Qinghui: "Just last night, I and my crew intercepted a batch of letters sent from the Ling Mansion to the capital. You see