Chapter 334 Which idiot brought it back?
early morning.
The first rays of golden light penetrated the morning mist.
Birds are singing crisply on the hill behind the village, and the Qing River at the entrance of the village is gurgling, rippling with tiny golden scales.
The fields along the riverbank are lush and green, the breeze carries the fragrance of rice, and the crystal-clear beads condensed on the fine leaves of the roadside weeds playfully slide down.
The small market outside the miasma forest was already very lively at this time.
Old Lady Su was sitting next to the pork stall. The vegetables in the basket in front of her were freshly picked from the vegetable garden that morning and were very fresh and juicy.
The cloth shoes on her feet were wet with dew and felt a little cold when she stepped on the grass, but the old woman couldn't help but smile.
"...Yes, they came back late last night. Did you all hear the noise? Those boys made quite a commotion when they got back!" The old woman laughed as she answered the people around her, rubbing the soles of her shoes on the wet grass to wipe off the damp dirt. "They were so tired from the long journey that they fell asleep this morning. I didn't wake them up, so I let them sleep in a little longer. Those little brats were busy out there, and when they got up late, they said they wanted to go for a walk in the inner city... Hey, I don't care. Isn't there a saying that a tired bird returns to its nest? It's enough for them to know when to go home when they're tired!"
The old woman's open-mindedness made everyone laugh, and they became more excited to talk about new topics.
When Tianbao and his friends got up, the sun was already quite high. The adults were not at home and had gone out to find work to do. Breakfast was left for them in the kitchen.
With some food in their stomachs, they didn't waste any time and headed for the inner city.
When Xiao Mi Sui woke up from a nap and went to look for someone, she arrived at the Su family's yard and found that the yard was empty. The little girl was so angry that she started screaming again.
The third floor of Wangque Tower.
As the temperature warms up in late spring, all the carved wooden windows in the third-floor living room are opened, letting in bright light.
Incense smoke curls up from the Boshan incense burner, and a light and elegant fragrance floats in the air.
The low table next to the piano was filled with things, all of which were information related to poisonous insects that everyone had collected from various places during this period.
There are yellowed ancient books, faded bamboo slips, old papers that are almost worn out, silk cloth with words showing through the back, and parchment scrolls with broken corners.
The low table was full of people.
In addition to Du Buqin and the children, the leaders of the three forces in the exile land also gathered here, even Huo Ziheng came.
"The Qiang are a foreign tribe, and records of their secret techniques are far too rare within the Great Wall. I've devoted all my resources to searching the surrounding countries, but all I've found are slightly useful records on silk cloth and parchment scrolls. The explanation of the Gu worms on them is just a few short sentences, with no mention of the bloodworms at all."
Bai Xiaofeng frowned. He had always boasted of knowing everything, but when things really hit him, he realized he was sometimes out of reach.
He said, "Besides, things have changed with Tianbao. What we need more now is not information about the bloodworm, but Buyu."
Tianbao has already told them the method of detoxification that Madam Lu has figured out.
Every solution written on the parchment was completely different from the direction they had been looking for before.
In other words, the things they had found before were basically useless.
Huo Ziheng forgot to wave his palm-leaf fan, his eyes falling on the dazzling array of books and papers on the low table. He frowned and pondered, "They may not be useless. Did you look through all these things when you collected them? If you look through them carefully, you may find some useful clues."
At this point, even a few words of record would be a gain for them.
After hearing his reminder, Du Buqin immediately picked out a book from the pile of rare books collected by aristocratic families that he had retrieved and started reading it.
When he collected these things, he had not looked at them carefully. He just put all the books that had anything to do with the poisonous insects into the bag.
You have to look carefully and look for it carefully!
Su Wen didn't say anything and picked up the book and started flipping through it chapter by chapter.
Most of the things he brought back were copied for him by the students.
Because time was tight, if he relied on his own efforts, he might not have finished reading all the books in the academy by now, let alone making excerpts.
So he had not read most of these excerpts.
The others were not idle either. Each of them held a book and started a reading meeting in Bai Xiao Fengfeng's room.
After a moment, a sudden voice sounded, breaking the somewhat dull atmosphere at the moment.
Bai Yu's eyes widened, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly. "An ancient book passed down from my ancestors about the art of beating tigers? Who got this? What does beating tigers have to do with poisonous insects?"
Wei Li stroked his trembling brow, "The key to monkey training? ... How can this even be related to the Unchanging Bug?"
Su An closed the tattered blue book in his hand, laughed and showed the title of the book, "Don't compare, I'll show you something even more outrageous! The family heirloom of making a fortune: pig slaughtering! You don't need to think about which idiot brought this kind of thing back!"
The three of them turned their heads at the same time and looked in a certain direction with a chill in their eyes.
Su Wu, who was the focus of his attention, had already retreated to the corner of the wall, a stiff smile on his face. "Misunderstanding! What a misunderstanding! You know that people in the martial arts world don't care about trivial matters. This was all found for me by my brothers and buddies out of loyalty to each other... Although it's completely inappropriate, we all know each other's friendship, right? Ha, ha ha..."
A moment later, the sounds of punching and kicking were heard in the corner.
The others covered their foreheads in silence and continued reading.
Bing'er leaned against her sister, looking at the books piled in front of her and picking at her fingers, feeling sad and lost.
She didn't know the Chinese characters and couldn't help at all at this time.
I have never seen the Unyielding Worm, and I have never even heard of it before.
If only grandma were here, maybe my sister’s poison would have been cured.
The parchment scroll that Mammy Lu used for her notes was placed in the emptiest corner of the low table.
Although no one knew the words above, they had all heard Bing'er read them once, and the few words had been engraved in everyone's mind.
"There are bugs in the world, there are bugs in the world..." The old man repeated this to himself as he flipped through the book, wishing he could chew on the word "world". "The world is as big as the world, so where on earth can this bug be found?"
Everyone has a headache.
Even the blood-thread worm is known to come from the Qiang tribe, but the Bu Yu worm has no origin at all.
How is it different from looking for a needle in the haystack?
In the corner, Su Wu, with a pig-headed face, refused to believe in anything. His good brothers could not be so unreliable as to find him only things that would get him beaten.
"Unchanging, unchanging in life and death, unchanging bug..." He gathered together the pile of messy stuff he brought with him and examined them personally, his eyes as fierce and serious as when he was fighting.
The room was quiet, and the sunlight coming in from the window tilted in little by little and then retreated little by little.
Su Wu's fierce eyes suddenly fixed on a piece of torn paper that he had just turned out in his hand.
After a while, the breathing started to quicken and actually started to grow rapidly.
"Hahaha! Hahaha! What did I say? Don't underestimate me!" Master Su gnashed his teeth and rushed to the low table with murderous intent. He swept everything on it and slapped the torn paper in his hand on the table. "Look at what this is! Unchanging! Unchanging as long as there are insects in the world!"
Everyone was shocked, their eyes immediately focused on the paper, and their heads also moved over.
The paper was very torn and wrinkled as if it had been crumpled into a ball, unfolded, and crumpled into a ball again. At first glance, I couldn't tell who had thrown it out.
The ink on the paper was so old that it was a little blurry. A simple picture was drawn on it: a silk cocoon on the left, and a tiny insect that had crawled out of the cocoon on the right!
A few words in the letter: There is an insect in the world whose name is unchanging. I have traveled all over the world to search for it for more than ten years, and finally found it on the Shu Road. However, it cannot break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly. The beauty is no longer waiting, and the rock has already moved.
One stroke expresses all the regrets.
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