Chapter 144
Facing the one-sided quarrel between Huihui and Honghong, Beiqiao had no intention of trying to stop them. If she hadn't been a little tired, she would have even wanted to pull a stool over to the side and watch the fun. It was simply because the image of Huihui cursing at Honghong with a hoof raised was too funny.
After rubbing his dog's head, Bei Qiao logged off and went to take a nap. Meanwhile, the detectives interrogating the bandit leader at the village entrance were startled by the bandit leader's sudden burst of laughter: "What the hell, what are you laughing at all of a sudden?"
"I laugh at people who don't even realize they are about to die!" Seeing the village chief scratching his neck, the bandit leader laughed triumphantly and said, "Your village chief was poisoned by the aconite poison I planted on him. I am the only one who has the antidote. If you don't let me go, then just watch him die!" Seeing dying people crying hopelessly is one of "his" greatest pleasures, and the sense of accomplishment is second only to silencing them.
The "poisoning" detectives looked at the village chief nervously.
The village chief's expression remained unchanged: "When did it happen?"
"you guess"
"Oh, don't guess."
"you!"
"You are quite polite. You even told me after poisoning me." The village chief stood up and walked to the medicine box, extending his arm to Qi Zhi.
"He didn't lie." Qi Zhi took the village chief's pulse, turned around and took out five cents of Polygala tenuifolia from the medicine box, put it in the jar, and boiled three bowls into one bowl.
Oh, Qi Zhi knows how to treat it, then it’s okay... The detectives who had gathered around because they were worried about the village chief dispersed and picked up the whip again towards the bandit leader: It was you who refused to speak and poisoned the village chief, right?
"I told you, I poisoned him!" Not noticing the panicked cries of the others, the bandit leader's expression changed: "You have to let me go before you can get the antidote!"
"What antidote? It's just Aconitum. Our young doctor can easily cure the poison. There's no need for you to nag me!" The constable was frightened for no reason. He was so angry that he hit her harder unconsciously.
"How is it possible to detoxify! There is no antidote for Aconitum carmichaelii!" The bandit leader struggled, his eyes almost bulging with fire.
Without the antidote, the detectives turned to look at Qi Zhi again.
"It's just to detoxify the Aconitum, right? Even valvular insufficiency can be cured." Qi Zhi threw the palm-leaf fan to the constable and said, "It's ready, Village Chief. Just pour it out and drink it."
"Then he said there is no antidote..."
"Those who don't know naturally say no. Some doctors are just so-so." Qi Zhi yawned. "Some half-baked doctors ignore dosage and focus on efficacy, treating some potent drugs as poisons." How come synthetic Western medicine ingredients are harmless to the human body? And how come problems that can't be detected by machines are just ignored? It's not that traditional Chinese medicine doesn't have potent, fast-acting formulas, but... well, I'm too lazy to even talk about it.
Constable: "Well, actually, we don't know either."
Qi Zhi: "It's not surprising that you don't know. I'm talking about certain people."
"What valvular atresia?" The bandit leader who was being whipped stared at Qi Zhi fiercely, his expression ferocious as if he wanted to eat someone: "You guys didn't just make this up, did you? You don't want to let me go, so you don't mind watching him die, right? You people...are really hypocritical! To achieve your goals, anyone can be sacrificed!"
"You, people..." The village chief raised an eyebrow at this and pulled a wooden plaque from his collar. Unlike the wooden plaques players pick up at the land temple to fulfill their wishes, this one was specifically requested by his family, hoping that he would be safe and sound in the other world.
"What?" the bandit leader continued to glare.
"Nothing, just showing you the power of human strength." The village chief took down the wooden sign and slowly pressed it against the bandit leader. With a sizzling sound similar to barbecue, strangely colored smoke rose from the bandit leader's body, and a roar that didn't sound human emanated from his mouth.
"What is this?" A translucent shadow appeared on the bandit leader's face, his expression painful and ferocious: "What! is this!"
"I said, this is human power." The village chief slowly pushed the wooden sign down again.
The bandits, having witnessed their boss transform into a monster, fainted from fear, leaving a foul, foul smell in the air. The detectives pinched their noses and poured the herbal water they had prepared on the bandits, dispelling the odor. Whether the bandits would catch a cold was beyond their consideration.
The village chief started again... After pouring the potion, the detectives gathered together, winked at each other, and communicated with each other with their eyes.
Constable A: The village chief is acting like a middle school student again, giving people power... Oh, it's so awkward that I'm getting goosebumps.
Constable B: It's awkward, but why is it so satisfying? What's wrong with me being a human? I dare to confront a demon!
Constable C: As the only staff member in the village who works all year round, the village chief is under a lot of pressure. It's normal for him to act a little silly occasionally.
Constable A: So, does anyone remember that monsters eat people? Is it really okay to be so relaxed?
Constable B: Wild beasts also eat people. Monsters are just a little harder to deal with than wild beasts, not impossible.
Constable C: It's just...eh? Why does it feel like someone's missing?
"Oh my god! What's going on?" The young constable who had just joined the job was so shocked by the scene that he blurted out in dialect: This is what we talked about in the training class.
"It's been controlled by a demon, or has taken over its body." Qi Zhi frowned, picked up the medicine box and stepped back: We can't let it destroy the herbs we collected with great difficulty.
"What are you doing jumping around like that, rookie?" Several veteran detectives pulled the young detective into their team. "Remember the first rule of the Novice Village?"
“Ask the village chief first when you encounter problems”
"That's good to know. Keep the sign safe. Follow orders and be cautious." Players treat the village chief like a mother, but is he just an ordinary person? Not to mention the sheer volume of tasks he has to handle daily, the entrance exam for the village chief alone has twice as many subjects as a constable. Without some skill, the average person wouldn't qualify.
Everyone was a novice once, and seeing that the bandits fainted quietly one by one and the bandit leader was being dealt with by the village chief, the veteran detectives who had nothing to do for the time being simply pulled their new colleague over to give him a science class.
"Having spoken of the village chief, let's talk about this wooden plaque. You know about the power of vows, right? In this world, the power of vows really exists. Unlike the immortal cultivation novels out there, it's not that you need the power of vows to become a saint by burning incense. In this place, the power of vows itself is a kind of power."
"Have you read Investiture of the Gods? Certain beings, coveting this power, orchestrated the downfall of the Human Emperor, using humanity's incense as leeks for harvest. This kind of plot would be a story outside, but it's quite logical here. Legend has it that a demon god really did appear, but the stories about demon gods were banned."
"Isn't it true or not? But the Human Emperor, that sounds awesome! As long as the people's hearts are in hand and the country survives, the Human Emperor holding the Human Emperor Sword is invincible..."
"Well, so this wooden sign can protect yourself because it has the power of will." The new constable asked dryly: Is the topic too far away?
"Well, okay, to put it simply, what we think and think about in our daily lives are powerful, but that power is relatively subtle, and there is not much difference between having it and not having it. Stronger positive beliefs will produce powerful power, similar to the military spirit. If you can't imagine it, then think about sincerity and success, which are similar things." The meaning may be a little different, but he really can't think of a suitable adjective.
"Oh, I think I understand a little bit..." The new constable nodded, half-understanding: "But this guy is really not crazy, or is he possessed by a ghost?"
"Didn't you see the shadow that just appeared on his face? It doesn't look like a human at all." With Qi Zhi around, madness can basically be ruled out. As for being possessed by a ghost... ghosts still look a bit human, but that shadow looks like an animal at most. No, judging from the outline, it seems to be an insect.
"So we have really caught the monster now?" The novice constable touched his trouser pocket and suddenly felt powerless as he couldn't take a photo to post on WeChat Moments.
"Yeah, you were having trouble taking pictures just now, weren't you? You'll get used to it. We weren't used to it at first either." The other detectives patted his shoulders. Seeing that the bandit leader was struggling more and more, they didn't feel too nervous. They just continued chatting while leisurely picking up the hemp rope on the ground and tied the bandit leader a few more times: This is a creature that can bite and eat people, we can't let it run away!
"Ha, you know I'm a demon, so why don't you let me go? If you dare to attack me, believe it or not, my people will flatten your village!" Seeing the calm attitude of the others, the bandit leader became even more angry: Are ordinary people so arrogant nowadays? They are not afraid of demons!
"Oh my, you're so capable, why don't you untie yourself?" Constable Huang loosened his grip and frivolously performed a set of radio gymnastics in front of the bandit leader: "Move a little? Move!"
Qi Zhi: “…”
Village Chief: "...Don't make it angry."
Novice Constable: "...The village chief is right."
The demon's appearance complicated matters. The village chief sent a message to the group chat, confirming that everyone outside had brought their wooden vows, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. Not far outside the village, Constable Chen, who had also received the message, switched to holding a telescope in one hand and resting the other on his sword at his waist, maintaining constant vigilance.
"A demon is coming! I'm coming! I'm coming!" Fan Ke, who had gotten the news from Song Tie, crouched down on the door panel and came over: "What kind of demon is it?" Demon elixirs, demon blood, demon skin and flesh... demons are full of treasures! If he could catch a demon, he wouldn't have to plant spiritual rice for three months! Three months!
"How come only half of your door panel is broken?" Constable Huang just turned his body at this time, swung his arms back, and waved his arms to greet.
"What do you mean only half is left? Look carefully, this is a folding door! It's innovative, it's a trend!" Although he was cheated by the repairman, Fan Ke was still very stubborn in public and refused to admit that he had suffered a loss by trying to save money.
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