1156 Black-hearted, both father and son are not good people
Play the pig and eat the tiger!
The head of Xuanyi Valley despised the Ninth Prince in his heart. He was the one who wanted to infiltrate the Demon Sect, but he used Feng Qingchen to make trouble. He always acted like he loved the country more than the beauty, which made people involuntarily let down their guard, and then...
Give the opponent another hard blow.
The Ninth Prince is so insidious!
No matter how much the master of Xuanyi Valley despised the Ninth Uncle's acting in his heart, he did not show it on his face. He just did his best as a doctor and did everything he should do.
Qu Xihua led the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen and their group around in the forest for most of the day, until it was almost dark, when they finally brought everyone to a row of stone houses.
"Uncle Ninth Prince, this is the place where my Holy Church entertains distinguished guests. Please take a seat. I will send someone to serve you shortly. If you have any requests, just tell them and I will do my best to satisfy them." After he finished speaking, Qu Xihua whistled, and the group of crows flew over again and took Qu Xihua and Zhezhe away.
The crows fluttered away, disturbing the flowers in the forest, and the air was filled with a faint floral scent.
Feng Qingchen looked around and found that there were no flowers in her sight. She had not seen any flowers along the way. Her face changed drastically and she immediately shouted, "Everyone hold your breath."
"What's wrong?" The Ninth Prince immediately held his breath and asked with his eyes.
"This flower scent seems to be poisonous." No wonder Feng Qingchen thought too much. He had never smelled the flower scent before, but when this group of crows came, they brought the faint scent of flowers, which made Feng Qingchen think of airborne poisons.
When the master of Xuanyi Valley heard this, his expression changed immediately. He sniffed it and nodded to the Ninth Uncle.
It means that the scent brought by the vibration of the group of crows just now was indeed wrong.
"Master Qu is indeed cautious." A hint of sneer flashed across the Ninth Prince's face: "Go in first and talk later."
Everyone nodded quickly, and at this time, even Doudou put away his playful expression.
Having entered the holy land of the Demon Cult, they had to be careful with every step they took. If anything went wrong, everyone would be in trouble.
Inside the stone house, there was nothing except a stone bed. The Ninth Prince asked the secret guard to stay in a room with the Valley Master, Doudou to stay in a room with his master, and Feng Qingchen to stay in a room with him.
"Go back to the room first. Valley Master, please check everyone to see if anyone has been poisoned. Develop an antidote as soon as possible. Even if everyone is fine, we still have to develop anti-poison pills." The Ninth Prince did not take this little toxin seriously, but the same could be said for others.
The Valley Master responded and returned to his room with a heavy face.
This airborne poison is difficult to find an antidote unless one of them is infected.
After everyone left, only the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen were left in the stone house. The two looked at each other with a faint smile.
Feng Qingchen felt a little tired, so she leaned in the arms of the Ninth Prince.
The Ninth Prince gently touched Feng Qingchen's head, comforting him silently.
It’s almost over, it will be over soon.
Before dark, there was still no result from the Valley Master. The servants of the Demon Cult brought quilts and food. All the servants were poisoned and silenced. After putting down the things, they left. Qu Xihua's words, "Just ask for anything you want," were just polite words.
"Check it out." The Ninth Prince called the Valley Master over. The Valley Master carefully examined it and nodded to the Ninth Prince, indicating that it was not poisonous.
Everyone then felt relieved and started to eat. By the time they finished their meal, it was already dark, and the candles that Qu Xihua had sent were only enough for them to finish the meal.
"Stingy." Doudou looked at the dark stone house and muttered, and was hit by Master Doudou: "Be more careful and sleep less at night."
"I know, I know. Master, you are becoming more and more nagging. You never cared about me before." Doudou complained unhappily.
Master Doudou was speechless. He wanted to hit him again, but he took his hand back obediently.
He was not caring about Doudou, he was worried about Feng Qingchen, so he asked Doudou to be more careful.
Alas... Master Doudou sighed.
Some things have not been concluded yet, so he can't say much. He can only be more careful.
It was getting dark, and no one knew what would happen tomorrow. Master Doudou didn't think much about it. He pulled the quilt over him and prepared to go to sleep. But just as he lay down, he heard the voice of the Ninth Uncle.
"Don't touch those quilts."
"What's going on?" Master Doudou quickly jumped up from the bed and rushed into the house of the Ninth Uncle and Feng Qingchen like a whirlwind. The secret guards and the Valley Master also arrived soon after.
Click...Feng Qingchen turned on the emergency light, and the room was bright.
At this time, no one paid attention to what Feng Qingchen was using to illuminate the room. They only saw the quilt thrown on the ground by the Ninth Prince.
"What's wrong with this quilt?" Doudou walked forward and stepped on it twice, looking confused.
"There's something inside." The Ninth Prince did not keep the secret and used his sword to pry open the quilt. Snow-white cotton wool came out. Feng Qingchen shone a light on it, and everyone saw that there were actually small white bugs wriggling inside.
"What is this?" Doudou stepped back repeatedly, looking at the clusters of little white worms, feeling an urge to vomit.
He almost covered himself with the quilt.
"It looks like corpse worms, worms specially bred by the Demon Cult. This kind of worm is soft and non-toxic, but can penetrate any hole. If we sleep with this quilt, all these worms will be in our bodies tomorrow, and then... these worms will slowly eat our bodies bit by bit." Most importantly, ordinary doctors cannot find out the symptoms.
This bug is so small that it would be invisible if it weren't huddled together.
"How did you find out?" The master of Xuanyi Valley checked for a long time and looked at Feng Qingchen and the Ninth Uncle with confusion.
He had never seen this thing before. If the cotton wool was not picked up, normal people would not be able to detect it at all, and even if it penetrated into the skin, there would be no pain. By the time the patient realized something was wrong, it was too late to save him.
Pfft... Feng Qingchen laughed muffledly, and the Ninth Prince turned his face away.
He couldn't tell the Valley Master that he thought the quilt was too dirty and refused to sleep on it, asking Feng Qingchen to bring out a clean quilt. In order to prevent Feng Qingchen from having a reason to refuse, he directly destroyed the quilt. As a result...
Cleanliness can also save lives.
Feng Qingchen saw that the Ninth Prince looked uncomfortable, so he took the initiative to answer, "It doesn't matter how we found out. The most important thing now is to check for everyone to see if they have been contaminated by these corpse worms."
"You're right, but I can't detect it unless the disease breaks out." The master of Xuanyi Valley was depressed.
As a doctor, how could he check if the patient was fine?
"I can, I need a drop of your blood." At this time, those complicated inspection equipment proved its practicality.
"Here are test tubes with your names written on them. Valley Master, could you please do me a favor and draw a tube of blood for each of you? I need it for examination." Feng Qingchen briefly explained how to draw blood, and the Valley Master understood.
Seeing the Valley Master sitting there with an authoritative look on his face, asking everyone to line up for blood draw, Doudou was so itchy that he wanted to speak up countless times and ask him to try. However, when he met the Ninth Prince's deep eyes, Doudou dared not say a word.
The Valley Master was so proud that after collecting the blood in no time, he looked at Feng Qingchen with a flattering expression.
"Qingchen, your hand is injured. How about this, I won't sleep tonight, and I will stay here reluctantly to help you."