There is no place to put it, and even if there is a place to put it, I am afraid it will be discovered or thrown away as garbage. The only way... is to taste the ingredients first, remember them, and then destroy them.

Ji Xingzhi had a bitter face and resigned herself to licking a little with her tongue. She closed her eyes and felt it with her whole body and soul, silently reciting in her mind: snake gall, stewed incense, ice lotus seeds, angelica dahurica juice, and bitter heart grass.

Ji Xingzhi opened her eyes, and the corners of her mouth twitched again and again. Damn, how could it be so bitter? Snake gall, ice lotus seeds, and bitter grass are all so bitter that they can kill people.

After spitting out the bitter taste in his mouth, Ji Xingzhi cleaned up the scene and was about to go back to his room. When he turned around, he saw that his shadow on the ground was covered by a big shadow. Ji Xingzhi couldn't help but feel nervous and thought to himself: Oh no!

Ji Xingzhi's face froze, and she forced a smile. She turned around and said with a smile that she thought was very graceful: "Uncle Qin, it's so late, why are you still awake?"

Uncle Qin stared at Ji Xingzhi expressionlessly, completely ignoring her words. Instead, he asked coldly, "What are you doing?"

Ji Xingzhi was stunned, her eyes reddening: "I...I...I am mourning my parents. It's a pity that they passed away and I, as their daughter, didn't even let them collect their bodies..."

After saying this, Ji Xingzhi wiped away her tears.

Uncle Qin still had a blank expression on his face: "How about I bring two people with you to collect the body tomorrow?"

Ji Xingzhi froze: "No need to trouble Uncle Qin..."

Before he could finish his words, Uncle Qin interrupted him coldly: "It's not a problem."

Ji Xingzhi: “…”

What should I do? Should I really go back and collect the body? Where can I find it in the freezing cold? Besides those men in black, there's no body to find...

So, Ji Xingzhi had no choice but to lower his head, like a child who had done something wrong, and said in a muffled voice: "Uncle Qin... Actually, my relationship with my parents is not good at all. Although they love me, you also know that they love me in order to use me, so I don't want to collect their bodies at all.

I just lied to you. I wasn't mourning them. I just wanted to spit out the poison pill I had swallowed. I had already found an escape route. As long as I spit out the poison pill, I can run away. But you saw it, I couldn't spit it out at all... "

Uncle Qin's forehead was filled with black lines when he heard this. He truly felt that Ji Xingzhi was extremely stupid.

Uncle Qin didn't say anything. Ji Xingzhi stood there awkwardly. After a long pause, she asked softly, "Uncle Qin... when will the poison take effect? What should I do when it does? Will it be very painful? Will I die if I can't make it? Will there be any sequelae after detoxification? No... can this poison be cured?"

Uncle Qin rubbed his temples with a headache and said, "Shut up."

So, Ji Xingzhi obediently covered her mouth.

After a long pause, Uncle Qin glanced at Ji Xingzhi with a displeased expression and said, "The poison doesn't work at regular intervals. When it does, someone will naturally give you the antidote."

Ji Xingzhi removed her hand and asked, "Will it hurt? What if I die from the pain?"

Uncle Qin's forehead showed a vein: "It hurts so much that I want to die."

After saying that, Uncle Qin flicked his sleeves and left. Uncle Qin left quickly because he was worried that if he stayed any longer, Ji Xingzhi would be strangled to death.

Seeing Uncle Qin leaving, Ji Xingzhi couldn't help but smile, and went back to her room to sleep in a good mood.

In the following days, Uncle Qin was very satisfied with Ji Xingzhi because of her good cooking skills. No, it should be said that he was very satisfied with Ji Xingzhi's cooking skills.

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