Flying Fish Guard.
The coroner's room.
When Ying Wuji saw Wu Shuangxu, she was instructing several female officials to dissect a corpse.
"This liver and gallbladder are necrotic, and the blood is stagnant. Judging from the color, it is obvious that he was poisoned by snake venom. Go look through the ancient books yourself. If you still can't tell what kind of snake venom it is, you'd better pack up and go back to the mountains!"
"This person's kidney qi is deficient and his forehead is black. He must have encountered a fox demon. Please cut him open and see what kind of magic has befallen him!"
"This, this was smashed by a blunt object. I won't test you. Put it back together. If you can't put it back to its original shape, you are not allowed to eat!"
Several female officials were on the verge of tears. They were no longer as talkative as before and focused on their work as coroners.
Ying Wuji also found out some information. It was said that Wu Shuangxu had been working as a coroner before becoming a centurion. Among all the coroners in the city, she was the only one who could accurately determine the symptoms corresponding to all the demon spells, and had a deep understanding of poisonous insects. She was also the only one who could piece together meat paste to its original appearance before death.
This coroner has been working as such for several years and has never been promoted.
It’s not because the job was done badly, but because the coroner was reluctant to let him go.
It was not until her fellow sisters went down the mountain that she was freed to serve as a centurion, doing the same work as other Feiyu Guards. However, she still had to take care of the coroner training of her fellow sisters, which was like catching a ghost.
Ying Wuji didn't disturb her and just waited quietly by the side.
Wu Shuangxu had almost finished his instructions before turning around and walking over: "Master, what's the matter?"
From last night till now, she has not contacted Ying Wuji and has no intention of seeking credit.
Ying Wuji looked around and saw that there was no one around. He smiled and said, "Young lady, you have helped me a lot. I have come all the way here to thank you. I am ashamed! I am a little short of money recently. I only brought some roast duck desserts from the East Market. When I have more money in the future, I will thank you again."
"Um!"
Wu Shuangxu responded indifferently, as if he had said all he could when instructing his junior sister just now, and now he couldn't utter a single word.
But she did not refuse. She took the pastry and started to eat it, not caring about the stench of corpse and blood in the air. It was obvious that she was very hungry.
After eating a piece of cake and drinking a sip of water, she lifted her slightly messy hair and looked at Ying Wuji: "Sir, you must be here not just to thank me, just tell me what you want to say!"
Ying Wuji felt a little embarrassed, knowing that it would be impolite to continue to be shy, so he directly explained his purpose and added at the end: "The awakening talisman is expensive. Take the two you took with you. They are all my loan to you. When I have money, I will pay you back tenfold."
Wu Shuangxu thought for a moment, then took out three pieces of talisman paper from his bosom and handed them over: "Here!"
"Thank you!"
Seeing her so straightforward, Ying Wuji couldn't help but ask, "May I ask why you helped me, young lady?"
Wu Shuangxu frowned for a moment, then quickly relaxed her brows. This time she didn't use "following nature's will" as an excuse: "It is true that I want to find out the truth, but it is also true that I have some plans for you. However, you don't have what we want right now. When you have it, someone will naturally talk to you."
Ying Wuji asked curiously, "Aren't you afraid that I might not agree?"
Wu Shuangxu smiled and said, "Young Master will be willing."
Ying Wuji: “…”
What these people are after is nothing more than their own status. No matter how poor a young man is, he is still a young man. I just don't know what they want to do.
But no matter what, given my miserable situation, it’s already pretty good that someone is interested in me.
Don’t tell me that drinking poison to quench thirst. Even if you are poisoned to death, you have to quench your thirst before you die.
When someone of this strength comes to negotiate with me, I’ll first see if it’s difficult.
If they dare to make things difficult for me, I will force myself to get it for free.
There are only two consequences of this situation: one is personal threat, and the other is self-moral condemnation.
If Ying Wuji has no morals, the consequences will instantly be reduced by half. Thinking of this way, I suddenly feel no pressure.
He smiled and bowed: "In that case, I'll take my leave now. Thank you, young lady!"
"etc!"
Wu Shuangxu called him over, stuffed a note into his hand, and then said, "No need to see you off!"
Ying Wuji didn't know what she meant. After leaving Feiyuwei, he opened the note and saw only five words on it: Be careful and I will teach you a lesson!
Teach for me?
Valuing oneself and serving others is the philosophy of the Taoist Yang Zhu School. Ying Wuji has heard of it a little bit, but he has never heard of this so-called "teaching for myself".
Could it be that this teaching for me will be disadvantageous to me?
Could it be...
He thought of Ji Su, and felt that Ji Su's abnormality today might be related to teaching for me.
I must come back to find Wu Shuangxu for more details later. Judging from her behavior just now, she obviously doesn't want to mention it in Feiyuwei and be heard by others.
He shook his head and went straight back to the bookstore. From a distance, he could hear the lively conversation inside.
Bai Zhi's voice was full of surprise: "You mean, after Wu Dan left last night, he didn't return to the embassy, but secretly returned to Yihong Pavilion?"
A middle-aged man's voice sounded: "Not bad at all! This guy says he wants to be a good Mohist, but in fact his mind is full of arrogance and debauchery. If he was not the prince of Wu, we would have kicked him out of the Mohist Guild long ago. This guy is not a true Mohist."
"nonsense!"
Wu Dan was furious: "I, Wu Dan, have always been frugal and thrifty all my life. I have always considered joining the Mohist Guild as a blessing!"
The middle-aged man snorted: "I am really impressed that the Mohist Guild has you!"
"Why do you want to frame me?"
"Just tell me whether you have been to the brothel or not!"
"I did go, but I didn't have any obscene thoughts! Miss Qingque had just been imprisoned, and she had no intention of receiving any customers. She just wanted to drink and chat with us to relieve her fear."
The middle-aged man obviously didn't believe it: "Then you didn't think about sleeping with her?"
Wu Dan curled his lips and said, "I am a gentleman, so I won't lie to you! I thought about it, but I don't plan to use money, but my sincerity and talent."
"Ah? Sincerity and talent, did it work out in the end?"
"It didn't work! This woman is so ignorant, I will never look for her again!"
"So how did you do it?"
"I wrote her an acrostic poem. Would you like me to read it to you?"
Squeak...
Ying Wuji pushed the door open and walked in: "Stop reading!"
As a brother, he was well aware of Wu Dan's talent, which was really hard to describe. If he embarrassed everyone, he was afraid that nothing would be discussed later.
Wu Dan was a little dissatisfied: "Brother Wuji! What do you mean by this? Don't you trust my acrostic poem?"
Ying Wuji looked at his honest and simple face and said, "Dan! Have you ever thought that the hidden head...may not be a poem?"
Wu Dan: “???”
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