Miao Tianxiang and Miao Tianxiong shared the same idea: capture the person who could concoct the antidote. She had many capable subordinates, and she didn't believe she couldn't capture the two of them.
Li Wuming hurriedly said, "Senior Sister raises the Ten Thousand Poisons Cave in the deep mountains all year round, and she is very difficult to capture. My sickly junior brother, however, can be tried. I can help you lure him out."
I've been annoyed by this doctor for a while now, so this is a good opportunity to get rid of this bastard.
Ye Qingqing frowned and said, "What if they capture us and refuse to prepare the medicine? Time waits for no one, we can't afford to waste it."
"If he refuses to be paired, then force him to be paired!" Miao Tianxiong's expression was ruthless and filled with murderous intent.
Ye Qingqing shook her head. "We can't put all our hopes on Hua Xiaolou. I know a master of poison making who is mortal enemies with Yin Yu. Maybe he has a way to cure the poison."
Li Wuming nodded happily, "Yes, yes, that Zhu guy is quite capable, he might be able to concoct an antidote."
And while we're at it, we also need to get rid of the deadly poison in his body. Living in constant fear is really tough!
Ye Qingqing saw through his little scheme at a glance and chuckled to herself. Now that she was completely convinced that Li Wuming was a friend, not an enemy, she certainly wouldn't stand by and watch him die. She would definitely persuade Zhu Zi to give Li Wuming the antidote.
Although his comedic abilities are mediocre, his familiarity with the situation in Yinyu makes him a great help.
Lu Mo suddenly said, "Aren't you a once-in-a-century feng shui genius? Why don't you predict Madam Miao's fortune?"
Miao Tianxiong's eyes lit up, and he grabbed Li Wuming, shouting, "Test!"
Li Wuming was in a terrible predicament. His half-baked skills were unreliable. What if he couldn't detect it? Would this shrew cut him up like a watermelon?
"I'll give it a try... Hehe... Actually, I think I'm mediocre, so please don't be too lenient with me..."
Li Wuming belittled himself and asked Miao Tianxiang to write a character. Miao Tianxiang casually drew a few strokes and it was the character 'Yan', which was the name of Li Wuming's grandfather. Li Wuming was stunned for a moment, and then he forced himself to analyze it.
“The character ‘琰’ is composed of the radical for jade and the element of fire, which is auspicious. This is very good. Lady Miao will surely turn misfortune into good fortune and have a false alarm.”
"Enough with the nonsense!" Miao Tianxiong shouted.
Li Wuming shuddered, cold sweat pouring down his back. He racked his brains and managed to stammer out a few more words, “Yan means beautiful jade, which is auspicious. But Madam, the Yan you wrote is crooked and distorted, and it’s also a typo. There’s an extra horizontal stroke on the fire radical, which at first glance looks like the character for extinguish, a very ominous sign.”
Miao Tianxiang's expression turned cold as she looked at this fool with shame and anger. She was not well-educated and had no interest in studying. She was content with knowing a few characters, so she had never practiced calligraphy properly. Her handwriting was indeed not very elegant, but it was impossible for her to make any mistakes.
"Are you blind? That's a typo!" Miao Tianxiang scolded.
Everyone looked at the character "琰" on the paper, and sure enough, it was crooked and twisted. Moreover, it was unclear whether Miao Tianxiang's hand had trembled slightly, but there was indeed a faint horizontal stroke that looked like "灭" (miè).
Miao Tianxiang saw it too, her face darkened, and the air became heavy.
Li Wuming hurriedly said, "No need to worry. This horizontal line is shallow and short, and it is difficult to achieve anything significant. Madam, your life force is extremely strong, and sooner or later this bad luck will dissipate, and you will turn misfortune into good fortune."
Miao Tianxiang's expression softened a bit. "How accurate were your calculations?"
"You're not allowed to chop off my head!"
Li Wuming was absolutely certain that his genius was no exaggeration. In reality, he had no knowledge of character divination or fortune telling, but he had awakened his bloodline. However, his bloodline was intermittent; when it was active, it was like a sudden enlightenment, and he could divinate anything without any problem.
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