Seeing Zhao Ji being so obedient, the doctor became more satisfied.

"Not bad, not bad. I don't need to know your name, and you don't need to know mine. Since you have entered my sect, let's start with the most basic method of testing the Gu on yourself!"

Mingyue was very anxious when she heard this and said quickly: "Testing the Gu on yourself? Isn't this the same thing as what the beggar on the street did? You are trying to kill my husband!"

Mingyue was anxious to protect her husband, but the doctor chuckled, "Don't worry, this is a disciple who has drunk the apprenticeship tea. How can he be compared with the beggars outside? Those beggars only eat the lowest-grade poison. What your husband eats is much more powerful than theirs!"

After saying this, the miracle doctor smiled and walked deeper into the room. Strangely enough, Mingyue and Su Rou regained control of their bodies at this time. They no longer had to stand there unable to move, but were able to walk instead.

At this time, the voice of the miracle doctor came from a distance: "Since you want to be my apprentice, the entry test is to see if your body can survive these three days. If your body can survive these three days and adapt to the poisonous insects in your body, I will teach you something new!"

"You can go now." After hearing the miracle doctor's words, Zhao Ji quickly used his eyes to comfort the two beauties and took their hands to walk out.

"Three days later, the disciple will come to visit the master with a solemn gift of apprenticeship!" Zhao Ji left this sentence and hurriedly left with the two beauties.

It’s strange, when I came in, I felt like it was twisting and turning, but when I went out, it went out in a straight line.

Outside, it was still the quiet alley, and the beggar lying on the ground had not woken up yet.

It was as if everything was still the same as when they had just walked into the alley.

If the morning sun had not already turned into the evening sun, they would have thought that the miracle doctor they had just met was just a strange dream.

"Let's talk about it when we get back..." Zhao Ji stood at the entrance of Lanjiao Alley, took the two beauties and turned around and left.

After arriving at the inn, Zhao Ji suddenly seemed to have thought of something. He turned around and took the two beauties with him and walked towards the largest and noisiest restaurant.

There is a storyteller in this restaurant. He has just started his show and the restaurant is bustling with people.

It's very noisy.

Zhao Ji pulled the two beauties and randomly found one of them to sit at the table.

"Why don't you go back to the inn?" Mingyue asked, fluttering her big eyes.

Su Rou, who was standing by, glared at Ming Yue coquettishly: "What are you saying? The old doctor knows that we are beggars on the street. How safe can the inn be?"

Although Mingyue lacked some experience in going out and dealing with people, she was smart and quickly understood what Su Rou meant.

"It is true that this kind of noisy restaurant is more suitable for conversation!"

"But let's go back first. I'll go back and see if there's any method to kill the poisonous insect in the booklet my mother left behind!"

"Otherwise, what will we do with the poisonous insect in your stomach, Brother Zhao Ji? If it really breaks out, it will be fatal!"

Mingyue's eyes were filled with anxiety. Zhao Ji saw Mingyue like this and laughed and joked, "Are you so worried about your husband? My wife is so anxious that she's about to cry!"

Mingyue was so angry that tears welled up in her eyes. She reached out and picked up the fan on the table next to her and tapped Zhao Ji's arm: "I'm talking to you about something serious, why are you joking with me! When your poisonous insect attacks, you'll be in trouble! Pain is the most basic, some are itchy and make you feel like there are ants all over your bones, and some are all kinds of hallucinations. Who knows what you will look like when the poison attacks!"

Seeing that Mingyue was genuinely sad, Zhao Ji stopped joking and asked, "Do you two believe me?"

The suddenness of the question made people confused.

But along the way, Su Rou and Ming Yue had a natural trust in Zhao Ji, and they nodded almost without hesitation.

Zhao Ji smiled heartily, slapped the table, shouted "good" to the storyteller, then took off the purse on his waist and threw it at the storyteller.

Countless copper coins and silver coins were scattered around the storyteller like flowers from heaven.

There was an immediate burst of excitement at the scene. After all, no one can resist money these days.

Naturally, everyone wants to take a piece of this ownerless money.

Taking advantage of this chaotic moment, Zhao Ji pulled the two beauties under the table, pretending to be looking for money, but actually he was telling them, "I suspect there are many spies of the miracle doctor in this town. Taking advantage of this opportunity, I will confront you two. After this poisonous insect entered my body, it was quite well behaved. I should have some way to suppress it for three days, so don't worry about my comfort. You should go shopping and do some shopping these two days, just like before, just go out normally."

"But Mingyue, you have to go to the pharmacy from time to time to get some random medicine, just like what you just said, anything to relieve pain and itching. You can't let that old man think that I subdued this poisonous insect so easily!"

After hearing what Zhao Ji said, the two beauties felt a little more at ease. At least they no longer felt as confused as before.

Mingyue asked in a low voice: "But Brother Zhao Ji, how can you suppress the poisonous insect?"

Zhao Ji didn't say anything, but smiled and patted Mingyue's forehead: "Don't worry, I will definitely not lie to you about such a matter of life and death. If I really couldn't handle it, I would have asked you to look through your booklet long ago!"

"Do you think I'm the kind of person who doesn't care about my life?"

After this explanation and consolation, the two beauties finally put their minds at ease. When the three of them returned to the table again, the chaos outside had subsided.

The storyteller was indignant that the people around him who were listening to the story were actually picking up his tips, so he slammed the table and overturned the table next to him.

At the same time, the storyteller snorted coldly, and suddenly took out a handful of powder from his bag and sprinkled it on the people around him.

"You guys are so ignorant of etiquette and come to steal my hard-earned money. I want to see what your bug-filled corpses will look like in three days!"

"Just think of that little bit of money as money for your coffins..."

The storyteller's sudden move startled everyone present, including Zhao Ji and others.

This statement is very clear. It is obvious that the storyteller should also know some basic witchcraft. Maybe the powder he sprinkled just now has some effect?

Zhao Ji and his companions were very glad that they were standing in a relatively peripheral area.

Some of the timid ones immediately took out the silver they had just picked up, threw it to the storyteller while apologizing, and repeatedly asked for mercy.