Forty-five

"What you gave me to eat was Cold Nightmare!?" The genius doctor said in disbelief in Yunshuju.

The day before, he took the risk of taking the medicine given to Yunqi, but he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave and was extremely uncomfortable. Only then did he guess what Yunqi had given him.

But knowing this made him even more desperate, because in his impression, there was no antidote for this thing.

"Yes." Yun Qi admitted generously.

"You're kidding me? You don't even have an antidote!"

"Yes, otherwise how could I be better? I didn't lie to you about this."

"Where's the antidote? Give it to me!" The genius doctor glared at Yun Qi and stretched out his hand, ready to take it.

Yun Qi leaned back comfortably with his hands on the bed, looking at the person in front of him calmly.

"Are you confused? I definitely can't give it to you directly. There must be conditions."

"Conditions? What conditions?"

Yun Qi withdrew his hand, sat up straight, and said seriously: "The Divine Doctor has been in Diyue for so long, he should know something about Diyue's magical object called 'recording'. I don't ask for much, just tell me everything you know."

The miracle doctor's expression changed slightly, and his aggressive attitude disappeared in an instant.

He thought for a moment and said, "The divine object... belongs to the divine realm and was given to Di Yue many years ago..."

"I don't want to hear this." Yun Qi interrupted him indifferently and mercilessly, then stood up and approached the doctor step by step. Seeing this, the doctor hurriedly stepped back.

"So...what do you want to know?"

Yun Qi didn't hesitate to be polite and actually listed them one by one: "For example, who owns this thing, where did it come from, why is it called this name, what other things belong to the same place as it, how did you get the medicine, why do you know about the cold nightmare, and what exactly does the divine realm refer to."

This series of questions confused the doctor for a moment. After sorting them out in his mind, he subconsciously avoided looking at her and said stubbornly, "I don't understand what you are saying."

"You don't understand this? Then will you understand it if you die?"

"you!"

"Look, you're sweating again."

Yun Qi pointed at his forehead. This seemed to remind the miracle doctor. He raised his hand and wiped it. He didn't feel anything at first, but suddenly he felt really uncomfortable.

"Unfortunately, your medicine conflicts with it. If you hadn't taken them together, you could have held out for two more days. What a shame. I estimate your life will end tonight at most. Prepare for your funeral."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yun Qi turned around gracefully.

Then the urgent voice of the miracle doctor came from behind, "I'll tell you everything!"

A faint smile appeared on Yun Qi's lips. Ling Junyan's trick really worked.

"Well, go ahead, I'm listening."

The miracle doctor gasped for breath one after another, but Yun Qi ignored him. He had some understanding of this cold nightmare, and his big reaction at this time was probably a psychological effect.

As expected, although the miracle doctor was breathing heavily, his words were full of energy.

He said, "This is a long story. I need you to go somewhere with me."

Yun Qi turned around and asked: "Which question is this the answer to?"

Miracle Doctor: "About its owner."

…

Due to the appearance of Ling Junyan, Feng He withdrew the guards of Yunshuju, and Yunqi could enter and leave freely without restrictions, so he was able to follow the genius doctor to the place he said.

Their destination was called Guishan, a few kilometers outside the Yuewang City.

There is a sea of ​​flowers growing on the south side of the mountain, and a thatched house can be vaguely seen at the end.

The miracle doctor led the way in front, and Yunqi followed behind him. When the two of them reached the center of the sea of ​​flowers, a breeze suddenly blew by, and Yunqi stopped.

The miracle doctor seemed to realize something and stopped to look back at him.

At this moment, Yun Qi had an inexplicable feeling in his heart, which was hard to describe, very subtle and familiar, causing him to suddenly lose his mind.

The miracle doctor stared at him for a while, then gradually lost his patience and asked, "What do you mean?"

Yun Qi immediately regained his composure and pretended nothing had happened, saying, "Is this where the owner of the 'recording' lives?"

The miracle doctor was fooled by him and didn't ask any more questions. He turned around and squinted his eyes at the thatched cottage and said, "Yes, and no. To be precise, it's her grave."

Yun Qi: “?”

The doctor continued, "Why don't you go in and take a look? Maybe she really wants to see you."

Yun Qi frowned.

What nonsense are you talking about? How can you want to meet someone you don’t even know?

Yun Qi suppressed his discomfort and said, "Since the person has passed away, why didn't you tell me directly, instead of choosing to come all the way here to disturb his rest?"

The doctor said, "Only when you come here can I explain it more clearly. Are you sure you understand some things just by describing them to you once?"

Yun Qi really couldn't deny this, because just picking out one strange thing that happened to him was enough for him to adapt for a while. If he were to take on some things that he had not experienced personally, he didn't know how much more tiring it would be for his brain.

He had once gone through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, but at this moment Yun Qi really hesitated for a long time.

Only when he saw the wind blowing gusts over the sea of ​​flowers did he make up his mind.

"Walk."

The miracle doctor was no longer in a hurry. He nodded to show that he admired his courage, but it was obvious that he seemed to have forgotten that he was still poisoned.

It was not until he entered the thatched hut that he suddenly seemed to remember something. He became extremely weak in an instant and collapsed against the wall made of loess and stones with a thud.

But Yun Qi had no intention of paying attention to him at all. Since entering here, he began to look around.

There was only one room in the house, with a bed, a table and chairs, and a stove. Although no one lived there, the interior was spotless, as if someone cleaned it every day.

Yun Qi originally wanted to offer sacrifices first, but when he looked around, he found that there was not even a tablet in the entire room. He had no choice but to bow towards the void, which was considered a consolation.

The miracle doctor stared at his serious expression from behind without saying anything.

After the worship, Yun Qi put down his hands, turned his head slightly, and his eyes fell directly on the blue color by the window.

As he got closer, Yunqi could see the thing clearly.

A pot...of meat?

Yun Qi subconsciously reached out and picked it up, staring at the plant that looked like a flower in a daze.

Looking at the door, the miracle doctor was no longer leaning against the wall. He left there at some point and appeared right behind Yun Qi like a ghost.

His footsteps were extremely light, and when Yunqi noticed him, even though it was broad daylight and even though he knew there were already two people in the room, he was still startled.

One of the miracle doctor's eyes seemed to have an acute condition. Not only was its shape different from that of an ordinary person, but it was also covered with red bloodshot, making it particularly creepy when staring at people.

Yunqi's heart was pounding and he took a long time to calm down.

At this time, the doctor slowly said: "Are you scared?"

Yun Qi immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said without arguing, "Stop talking nonsense. Now that you're here, aren't you going to explain?"

The miracle doctor remained silent. Yun Qi wanted to say something, such as threatening him again, but he didn't expect that the miracle doctor was very straightforward this time.

Before Yunqi could speak, he said, "This is the former residence of the owner of the recording, Queen Ping'an of the First Yue Dynasty."

"Beitang Fenghe's mother?"

"yes."

Beitang Fenghe had indeed told him before that this thing was given to him by his mother during his coming-of-age ceremony, but he had never expected that the original owner of this thing was her.

"But later she suddenly went mad and was abandoned by the current King of Yue in this place. She died of illness three years ago. This is also the place where she and King of Yue pledged their love."

For Yun Qi, whether they were in love or not was no longer important. He asked in confusion, "Why did you suddenly go crazy? Is there no reason?"

The divine doctor said, "It is said that she could conjure a recording out of thin air. And just as its name suggests, this thing can record people's voices. Because it violates common sense, the King of Yue was wary of her. After being attacked from all sides, she finally couldn't bear it and became insane."

Yun Qi didn't know how much truth there was in the miracle doctor's words, but it was most likely true that he could make something out of nothing. After all, he was in the same boat, so if nothing unexpected happened, it would be believable.

It is not unreasonable that if one is not understood by the world or even by those around him, he will eventually be unable to bear the pressure and become mentally ill.

Yun Qi couldn't draw any conclusions based on these words alone, so he had to reserve his opinion for the time being.