Chapter 194: Lord General, fortune telling (49-50)

"But oh,"

As she said, she tilted her small head again, blinking soft eyes with a confused look.

Question marks all over the head, "It’s been a month since I had a nightmare, why haven’t I had the symptom that you said, that is full of abscesses?"

Is it because she vomited the poison out, so the poison is lighter?

Well, it should not be that simple.

Unexpectedly, the old man behind Han laughed loudly when he heard the words.

He tilted his head slightly, smiled at the two young men who were crooked, and raised his eyebrows: "You didn't have a poisonous hair, it's because Grandpa I gave you the medicine in time~"

"what?"

Xiang Xing couldn't understand even more.

When did it happen……

"Remember the day we first met?"

The old man shook his head, but continued to smile, "The tea you drank that day, including the secret letter you got, was covered with the antidote to nightmare by me, and your poison was naturally resolved on that day. ."

"You were poisoned, but the secret guard that the emperor arranged in the big camp quietly reported back to him, otherwise his old man would not have the leisure and elegance to ask me to come out~"

After speaking, the old man smiled triumphantly.

Xiang Xing was surprised.

It turned out that the emperor's old man already knew everything.

This is the most wise emperor of the original plot she has encountered over the years.

"So Xing'er, what nightmare did you have that made you so scared that day?"

Suddenly letting go of his arms, Yan Heng actually turned away from the fear and rage afterwards, lowered his head slightly, with a faint smile, and asked softly.

He seemed to think for a while, his eyes squinted slightly, and the curve of his scarlet lips became deeper, "But it has something to do with how you learned to use arrows against arrows? Did you dream that I was shot to death by random arrows? ?"

"...I don't want to tell you."

Xiang Xing squashed his small mouth and turned his small face to the other side with a hum.

She thought she really had some foresight ability given by the gods from heaven, and she was really a prophet.

As a result, it was only due to poisoning...

Alas, it's really embarrassing.

Thinking about it, the little guy couldn't help sighing faintly.

"...Hmm! You two are done."

Seeing that his two young people were still awkwardly crooked, the old lady Han shook his head helplessly and coughed slightly.

Reverted to his sorrow, "In my opinion, not only the water storage well today, I am afraid that when we rush back, the water sources in the whole city have been poisoned by the scoundrels of Xiuyue Country."

"And the antidote in my hand can only work on the person who caused the poison...We have to quickly think of a way to deal with this matter."

He turned his gaze to Yan Heng solemnly, "Heng'er, what do you think?"

"According to the investigation report made by Sun'er's scouts an hour ago, the Xiuyue Kingdom side decided to send a group of wandering sacred clubs after the poisonous outbreak in the city, lying that the Master of the Kingdom of Heaven is the natural disaster star, in order to exert pressure on the emperor. "

As Yan Heng said, the arm holding Xiang Xing suddenly tightened.

The voice is even more dumb, "I have placed secret soldiers where these gods sticks stand. By then, I will take the lead in controlling them."

"As for the detoxification of the people in the city..."

The man smiled suddenly, lowered his eyes slightly, and stared at the little guy in his arms.

The delicate brows were raised slightly, "Xing'er, can I ask you to do me a favor?"

"Of course!"

Xiang Xing nodded like garlic.

But then he blinked softly in confusion, "So, what is it?"

The man's crimson lips lightly hooked.

"Your old profession, pray for blessings and sacrifice to the heavens."

"... Can praying for sacrifice to the sky detoxify?"

Upon hearing this, Xiang Xing frowned suddenly.

This is not the world of monsters, monsters and fairies.

Therefore, poisoning requires an antidote, and feudal superstition is not advisable. This is a scientific principle that every red scarf knows.

Thinking about it, she couldn't help but glanced at her man weirdly.

Yan Heng, shouldn't believe these things...

"...Little fool, what are you thinking about?"

Seeing her inexplicable look, the man couldn't help but smiled lowly, fingered, and knocked on the little head of the whimsy.

His eyes flickered freely, "Of course, praying for blessings to the heavens cannot detoxify, but...it can indeed have other unexpected effects."

...

Ever since.

In the following days, as Taigong Han had expected, the people gradually got something wrong.

In the streets and alleys of the imperial city, more and more people began to discuss their own nightmares.

What I did was what I feared the most. I woke up in trembling and cold sweat almost every day.

As a result, the mental state of the people is deteriorating, and the efficiency of labor production and business transactions is naturally lower and lower.

There are also a small number of people who have a strange disease, and their bodies are inexplicably itchy and painful, and even the best doctors in the city can't see the symptoms.

The entire imperial city was gradually shrouded in a cloud of gloom.

People have begun to faintly rumors that there is something terrible disaster coming.

Fortunately, in this cloud of suspicion, the court finally took action.

On the one hand, the emperor ordered the hospital to find out the symptoms and causes of the strange disease and develop an antidote as soon as possible.

On the other side, an edict was issued, and the national teacher held a ceremony to sacrifice to the sky three days later to eliminate calamities and exorcise evils for the people's nightmares.

Naturally, everyone still remembers the Chinese teacher's astrological questioning, which resolved the Northern Xinjiang turmoil. When she came out of the town, the people seemed to have more peace of mind in their hearts, and they finally calmed down.

Of course, there are still a small number of people who don't believe in the theory of gods and monsters.

However, this small part of the voice did not prevent the holding of the ceremony.

Three days later.

Xiang Xing wore a sacrificial costume and led an unusually large sacrificial team. With the crowd watching, he slowly walked towards the cross that connects the four gates of the imperial city, the east, the west, the north, and the north, and the center of the imperial city street.

After a cumbersome ritual, she stood on the erected high platform for offering sacrifices to the sky, recalling the ritual dance steps learned by the original master's sister.

Accompanied by the elegant ritual music, waving his arms and shaking his sleeves, he danced the solemn and mysterious sacrificial dance.

The people in the audience all worshipped and prayed devoutly with the dance steps of the national teacher, hoping that the pain and disaster will soon pass.

Until the music gradually fell.

"Li Cheng!"

With the shout of the priest, the petite and graceful figure on the stage slowly retracted.

He solemnly bowed his hands and made the last bow.

As everyone knows, at the same time, she suddenly heard a strange sound of breaking through the air, which quickly struck from the front direction.

"!"

The little guy was surprised secretly, his beautiful eyes stared slightly, and he wanted to dodge subconsciously.

But at the same time, there was another faster air-breaking breath that flew quickly from her side.

When the unknown object in front was about to hit her door, Yu Qi directly collided...

"Snapped!"

There was a sound of broken objects.