Chapter 62: Brother Xiong Xiong is poisoned, and the divine fortune teller Ajiu offers another magical medicine
"Don't touch it, it's poisonous." Chu Xuanyi and Xiao Yu shouted almost at the same time.
Ah Jiu was so frightened that he retracted his hands, but his mouth pursed and his eyes instantly turned red: "But...but Xiong Xiong will be in pain...he will turn into a puddle of stinking water like that giant spider."
She stamped her feet anxiously, then seemed to remember something and started rummaging through her magical little purse again.
Chu Xuanyi's heart skipped a beat, and he had an extremely ominous premonition.
As expected, Ajiu took out a palm-sized porcelain vase with a silly little yellow duck painted on it and handed it to Xiao Yu like a treasure.
"Brother Xiongxiong, please use this. This is my 'Baicao Qinglu Cream', which is specially used to treat bites from ugly things." Ajiu raised his little face, his tone full of confidence and expectation.
Chu Xuanyi's eyes twitched uncontrollably as soon as he saw the little yellow duck porcelain vase. He had already developed a serious psychological trauma from the "treasures" in Ah Jiu's bottles and jars.
"Nonsense," Chu Xuanyi held down Ajiu's little hand and said in a deep voice, "This is not an ordinary insect bite, it's highly poisonous. How can you use that messed up thing of yours?"
"It's not some random thing," Ah Jiu puffed up his cheeks in dissatisfaction, trying to justify his ointment. "I made this with the nectar of a hundred kinds of small flowers, dried earthworms, and a little bit of sour plum powder. My master said that the more poisonous something is, the more it likes sweet and fragrant smells. My ointment can lure out the bad guys when applied."
Chu Xuanyi: "..."
Dried earthworms? Sour plum powder?!
He could hear his temples throbbing. This wasn't ointment at all, it was clearly kitchen scraps. He now seriously suspected that the old charlatan Xuanxuzi was treating Ah Jiu as a guinea pig, feeding him all kinds of strange things since he was a child.
"Ajiu, be obedient and put your...'treasure' away and don't cause any more trouble." Chu Xuanyi felt like he was about to have a heart attack.
"I'm not causing any trouble. My ointment really works." Ah Jiu was so anxious that tears welled up in her eyes. She turned her head to look at Xiao Yu, her little face full of sincere worry. "Brother Xiong Xiong, trust me, I won't hurt you."
Xiao Yu looked at the little girl's clear eyes that were filled with "believe me quickly", then looked down at the black line on his arm that had spread to his elbow. The numbness became stronger and stronger, and even half of his body began to stiffen.
He knew that Chu Xuanyi's concerns were correct, but... for some reason, seeing Ajiu's anxious look on the verge of tears, his heart, which had always been as hard as iron, softened inexplicably.
"Let her try."
Xiao Yu spoke, his voice a little hoarse from suppressing the poison.
"Are you crazy?" Chu Xuanyi couldn't believe his ears.
"I believe her." Xiao Yu's gaze fell on Ajiu's face and he spoke word by word.
These three simple words were like a warm current that instantly washed away all of Jiu's grievances and anxieties. Her eyes lit up and she nodded vigorously.
Chu Xuanyi held his forehead, sighed, and completely gave up struggling.
Forget it, he doesn't care. It's a fight between two people. If something really happens... at worst, he will force the poison out even if it means damaging his internal strength.
With permission, Jiu immediately unscrewed the lid of the porcelain bottle with the little yellow duck.
An indescribable peculiar smell, a mixture of the sweet fragrance of nectar, the fishy smell of soil and the taste of sour plums, instantly filled the cave.
Jiu carefully scooped out a lump of emerald green, sticky-looking ointment with her little finger, then stood on tiptoe and gently applied it around Xiao Yu's wound.
She moved very gently, afraid of hurting Xiao Yu.
After applying the medicine, she also imitated the way her master treated her wounds when she was a child. She puffed up her cheeks and blew gently on the wound twice.
"Fly away, the bad guys, come out quickly..."
Chu Xuanyi watched from the side and felt that the scene was absurd and weird, and he simply couldn't bear to watch it.
However, the next moment, even he couldn't help but widen his eyes.
As soon as the emerald green ointment touched Xiao Yu's skin, the black line that was originally spreading upwards stopped as if it had met its nemesis.
Then, an even more magical scene happened.
The black line began to retreat slowly towards the wound where the ointment was applied at a speed visible to the naked eye! It seemed to be attracted by the sweet and fragrant smell of the ointment.
But in just a moment, all the black air gathered at the wound, and finally condensed into a drop of ink-black, foul-smelling poisonous blood, which was carried away from the skin by the stickiness of the ointment and dripped onto the ground.
“Zizi——”
The poisonous blood fell to the ground, instantly corroding a small pit and sending up a wisp of green smoke.
Although the skin on Xiao Yu's arm was still pale, the terrifying black color had completely faded! He moved his fingers, and the piercing numbness disappeared without a trace.
"This...how is this possible..." A Yulin guard rubbed his eyes and stammered.
Chu Xuanyi was completely dumbfounded. He stared blankly at the miraculous green ointment, then glanced at Ah Jiu's smug little face. He felt like the worldview he had built up over twenty years had been shattered to pieces tonight by this little girl with a handful of sugar beans and a bottle of earthworm paste.
"Humph, everyone says my ointment is very effective," Ah Jiu raised his little chin, as proud as a little peacock that had won a fight. Then he immediately turned back into that caring little cotton-padded jacket, looking up at Xiao Yu and asking with concern: "Brother Xiong Xiong, how do you feel now? Are you still in pain?"
Xiao Yu raised the hand that had regained consciousness, and as if possessed by some unknown force, he gently rubbed Jiu's little head.
"It doesn't hurt anymore." His voice was filled with a gentleness that he himself hadn't noticed. "Thank you, Jiu."
When he rubbed Ajiu's face like this, it suddenly turned red, like a ripe apple. He lowered his head and hummed softly, but his heart was beating like a nest of little rabbits in his heart.
Chu Xuanyi watched the two people who started to produce pink bubbles for no apparent reason, and felt his teeth almost ache.
"Cough!" Chu Xuanyi coughed heavily, and with a stern face, he took out a pill the size of a longan from his arms and stuffed it in front of Xiao Yu.
"Don't be too happy too soon," he said righteously. "This giant spider in the Plague Swamp is an ancient and strange poison, very strange. Ah Jiu's... this folk remedy may be miraculous, but it only treats the symptoms and not the root cause. If there is any residual poison lurking deep in the meridians, it will become a serious problem in the future. Come, take this 'Hundred Herbs Strengthening Yuan Pill' to strengthen the foundation and restore the essence. It is the most foolproof solution."
Ah Jiu was displeased listening to this. She carefully screwed the lid of her little yellow duck porcelain bottle and stuffed it back into her purse like a treasure. Then she put her hands on her hips, puffed out her cheeks and retorted, "Your Excellency, you're talking nonsense. My ointment is the best. I've always said it can trick bad things out, and once they're tricked out, they won't be there. Your pills don't even smell as good as my sour plum powder!"
The veins on Chu Xuanyi's forehead began to throb again. "What do you know? How can you judge the efficacy of a medicine by its scent? This is the authentic Xuanmen alchemy method. It emphasizes the internalization of the medicinal power and returning to its original nature. That bottle...that bottle of stuff you had...was just a crooked trick. It was a lucky success."
"It's not a crooked way," Ah Jiu stamped his feet in anger. "My master said that a cat, whether black or white, that can catch mice is a good cat. My ointment can cure Xiong Xiong, so it's a good ointment."
Xiao Yu's gaze swept across Jiu's puffed-up face, and for the first time in his life, a faint smile flashed across his eyes that were as deep as a cold pond.
He said nothing, stretched out his hand and took the "Baicao Guyuan Pill" from Chu Xuanyi's fingers, then put it into his mouth and swallowed it with quick and decisive movements.
Upon seeing this, Chu Xuanyi's expression instantly turned from gloomy to bright, and he stroked his non-existent beard with satisfaction.
Ah Jiu made a face at him, then leaned over to Xiao Yu and whispered, "Brother Xiong Xiong, don't be afraid. If the pill doesn't taste good, I still have maltose in my pocket."
The corners of Xiao Yu's mouth curled up another millimeter.
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