Chapter 312: Shang Xiangyu

Duan Rong followed the old man Qin into the cave.

The cave's entrance is narrow, but as soon as I walk in, it is a large stone room.

As soon as Fang entered, a strange and weird taste of various medicinal materials drilled into Duan Rong's nasal cavity.

I saw that in the large space in front of me, the innermost stone wall was piled up with various bulging sacks, and the rest was filled with ten old wooden frames. Bottle can ...

On the stone wall on the east side, one side of the two wooden shelves also opened a narrow stone door, which seemed to be leading to another stone room.

The old man Qin coughed deliberately before passing through the shelf and walking towards Nishimen.

Duan Rong followed the old man Qin, and the two walked into another dim stone room.

The stone room outside, because the light of the cave erupted, was bright.

Suddenly, from the bright place, entering the dark room, Duan Rong felt the darkness in front of him, and after a while, he adapted to the darkness.

The dark chamber is not all black, but also a bit of weak yellow candlelight.

The candlelight is very weak, and it can only illuminate a dim yellow aperture.

I saw a dark shadow standing next to the candlelight, and his face was drowned in the darkness. In the dimly yellow aperture, only his two hands were shown.

It was two wrinkled, old hands!

The two hands were holding a black pottery pot.

The lid of the black pottery tank was opened, and a triangular snake head spit a letter and found out.

As soon as the snake head was revealed, he was grasped firmly by an old hand. The poisonous snake was twisted, and in the dimness, it can be seen that it is full of red scales.

And the older hand, the dark hand, seemed to be the darkness, it seemed to be a toad with a pus full of abscess from in another pottery tank.

The old hand squeezed the two hind legs of the abscess toad, and approached the twisting red snake.

The older hand was slightly loose, and the triangular snake head was squeezed, biting on the back of the pus toad.

The back of the toad, at the speed of visible to the naked eye, began to be black, but in a breath, the entire toad was dark.

But at this moment, the red snake suddenly fell off from the toad's back and fell into the darkness.

The old hand grasped the dark toad as ink, and suddenly threw it into the stone pot in front of him. After a slight sound of water splashing, the stone pot began to rose a thick white mist.

At the same time, Duan Rong stood at the door of the dark chamber and smelled a stinky and spicy bad smell.

Duan Rong was immediately closed, and such a smell, after smelling it for a while, he was afraid he would spit it out.

But the dark shadow in the aperture stood next to the stone pot and saw the steaming white mist floating on his face, but the man was like petrification without response.

But the old man Qin obviously couldn't stand this taste. He squeezed his nose and begged for mercy, calling, "Property and Yaoist ..."

Duan Rong saw that with the yell of the old man Qin, the shadow was obviously trembling, and it seemed that they noticed the two of them at this time.

Black Shadow picked up the lid and covered it on the stone pot. The white mist still floated was pressed in the pot.

The black shadow took a few steps and walked to the stone wall behind him. With a snoring sound, the beast skin curtain was opened.

There is even a small stone window there, with a cliff wall outside the stone window.

The sky shot from the narrow stone windows instantly illuminated the dark chamber.

The space of this dark room is not large, only about one -third of the stone room outside.

On the one hand, there is a stone bed against the wall. On the ground next to the stone bed, there are all kinds of messy books on the stone bed, and there are some scattered bamboo slips.

On the other side, there is a humble case made of bamboo tube hoop. The ground next to the case is full of various bottles and cans.

At this time, on the rude case, there was a candlelight and a large stone pot. The stone pot was covered with a wooden cover with obviously not greasy dust.

Just in the rude case, the red and red poisonous snake had been scrambled to the ground motionless, and it was obviously dead ...

The businessman stood beside the stone window, his voice was hoarse. "Why? Less than a month, the medicine for you was taken last time?"

The sound of the business of business, extremely unpleasant, seems to have rotten his throat, that is not like the sound of people made at all, but it looks like a evil ghost screamed in hell ...

As the beast skin curtain was pulled open, the humidity in the empty valley blew in, and the unpleasant atmosphere in the dark room had dissipated.

Duan Rong adjusted his breath and stared at the business language standing next to the stone window.

This person wore a big sleeve and tall -neck robe, and his long hair was scattered behind him.

Strangely, Duan Ronggang looked at the dark yellow aperture next to the stone pot and saw his hand, and it was a pair of old hands full of wrinkles and calluses.

But the face of the Shangxiang language is never old, the skin is tight and pale, without a hint of wrinkles, it seems to be the face of a twenty -year -old boy.

If it is just this jade face, plus the big sleeve -necked robe, or it is really dazzling, there is a teenager with a jade tree standing in front of him? But long hair with scattered Shangxiang language was pale as snow.

Cangfa's jade face, plus the harsh sound, saw Duan Rong's heart and cold.

What is this demon? Intersection Shouldn't it be the old fox in this mountain, is it a good?

The old man Qin laughed: "There are still some, but all come here. Just take a bottle back, and wait for the bottle to be gone, and it will continue."

Hearing the words of business, he scolded: "You old dog, it's good to fight!"

Shang Xiangyu cursed while rummaging through the bottles and jars by the wall. Then he picked up a green porcelain bottle slightly smaller than his palm. He opened the bottle stopper and sniffed it. Then he came over and handed the bottle to Old Man Qin, saying, "Although this medicine can cure your stubborn disease, it will cause great damage to your body. Eat as little as possible. Control the dosage well. You, old dog, can still breathe for another ten years."

Shang Xiangyu called Old Man Qin an old dog, but Old Man Qin didn't seem to be angry at all, and kept laughing on his face.

Old Man Qin took the porcelain bottle, opened the bottle stopper, put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it. His face immediately showed an intoxicated expression.

After that sniff, the old man Qin's eyes even showed strong greed. He put the cork in the bottle, suppressed his greed, and said: "I'm not here just to get medicine. I sent you a medicine boy!"

"Medicine boy?!"

Shang Xiangyu picked up the dead red snake on the ground and threw it out from the hole of the stone window. After hearing what the old man Qin said, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Duan Rong.

Duan Rong's face was dark and he looked honest.

Shang Xiangyu looked him up and down.

The old man Qin said: "Duan Rong, haven't you met the pharmacist Shang yet?"

Duan Rong clasped his fists and said respectfully: "Duan Rong has met the Shang Master!"

Shang Xiangyu looked at the old man Qin and asked casually: "Which one did he recognize?"

Shang Xiangyu left the three herbs with the old man Qin and told him that if he recognized one of them, he could send it to him as a medicine boy.

The old man Qin said: "All three were recognized."

Shang Xiangyu's eyes changed and glanced at Duan Rong again.

Old man Qin said, "This kid said that those three plants are poisonous weeds."

Shang Xiangyu smiled and said, "The bottle I just gave you is also poisonous, but it can cure diseases!"

Shang Xiangyu paused and continued, "When it is used to cure diseases, it is a medicinal material, and when it is used to kill people, it is a poisonous weed! Plants and trees have no sex, it is up to people!"

After hearing what Shang Xiangyu said, Old man Qin just stood there in a daze.

Shang Xiangyu looked at Old man Qin and sighed in his heart. Why did he talk to this old man? Isn't this playing the lute to a cow?

"Old Qin, you go. This kid will stay with me first. If he can be used, I will stay. If he can't be used, I will drive him away."

"Oh, okay." Old man Qin agreed. "Pharmacist Shang, then I'll go first."

Old man Qin turned his head and whispered to Duan Rong, "It's okay. If Pharmacist Shang doesn't want to keep you, you can go to the lower courtyard to find me, and I will arrange a new place for you."

As Old man Qin said, he patted Duan Rong on the shoulder and walked out.

After Old Man Qin left, Shang Xiangyu looked at Duan Rong and asked, "Why? Does anyone in your family use poison?"

The three poisonous herbs that Shang Xiangyu gave to Old Man Qin were not common poisons in the world. It's not that there are no people who can recognize three of them, but I'm afraid they are very rare.

And such people must be people who are good at studying poisons.

No mistakes in one poem, one post, one content, one 6, one book, one bar!

With Duan Rong's age, the only explanation is that he has a family background.

Duan Rong said, "Teacher Shang, I followed a traveling doctor."

"Traveling doctor?"

"The traveling doctor lost the lawsuit and was imprisoned in a big prison. He was almost beaten to death. Later, the case was closed. He was thrown on the street and only half his life was left. I felt sorry for him, so I carried him back home and took care of him for half a year before he recovered."

"During the past six months, the traveling doctor taught me everything he learned. Before leaving, he also left me a notebook."

Duan Rong made up this lie at the last minute, but he thought he made it well. Half-truths and half-falsehoods are the hardest to discern.

But Shang Xiangyu sneered after hearing this and said, "The story is well made. But you underestimated the three poisonous herbs I left with old man Qin. Do you think a traveling doctor can recognize all three poisonous herbs?"

Duan Rong's face changed and he said, "There are many strange people in the world..."

Duan Rong suddenly stopped talking because he saw Shang Xiangyu's face was angry and staring at him with a knife-like look.

Duan Rong's eyes flashed and he said, "Master Shang, I'll carry that notebook with me. If you don't believe me, I can show you the notebook."

Shang Xiangyu's eyelids twitched and he said, "Show it to me."

Duan Rong walked out and found a notebook in the bag at the entrance of the cave.

Shen Ping's three notebooks were arranged in the order of time from shallow to deep in his research on poisons. The one Duan Rong brought was the last one, which recorded Shen Ping's mental journey to the peak of the poison path.

Duan Rong brought this notebook with him because he had never been able to fully understand the contents of the last few pages of this notebook.

Duan Rong took the notebook and walked back to the stone room, holding it in both hands, and bowed in front of Shang Xiangyu.

Shang Xiangyu's face was still ugly. He reached out to take the notebook and opened it. On the yellowed cover page, there was a sentence written in messy handwriting: The way of poison has not been passed on for a long time.

Shang Xiangyu's eyes changed, his whole body turned cold, and the original contempt in his eyes disappeared.

He opened the notebook solemnly and read it page by page...

Shang Xiangyu was more and more shocked when he read it! He entered a state of ecstasy!

When he suddenly woke up, half an incense stick of time had passed.

He saw that Duan Rong's expression had eased.

This notebook was enough to prove that what Duan Rong said was true. It seemed that he was too suspicious!

Shang Xiangyu looked at the notebook in his hand and said, "This traveling doctor is indeed a strange man who has been wandering around the world. He has great ambitions! The art of poison has not been passed down for a long time! Damn it, I dare not say such big words!"

Shang Xiangyu said, "Duan boy, leave your notebook with me for a few days. I want to take a closer look. Is that okay?"

Shang Xiangyu's tone was negotiating.

Duan Rong said, "This notebook is like a pearl thrown into the dark in my hands. If Master Shang can read it, it will be regarded as fulfilling the intention of the gentleman who taught me this way."

Duan Rong's words were not all polite words. The last few pages of Shen Ping's notebook were indeed difficult to understand. I am afraid that it would take a lifetime of hard work to study it before I can get a glimpse of its mysteries. But Duan Rong's ambition was not to learn the way of poison.

Shang Xiangyu's eyes moved slightly, and he said, "May I ask the name of that gentleman?"

Duan Rong's heart skipped a beat, and after thinking about it, he felt that there was no need to hide it, so he said, "Shen Ping!"

Shang Xiangyu was originally sitting in front of the table, but he stood up straight after hearing the words, his eyes were shocked. "Shen Ping?!"

When Shang Xiangyu stood up, he knocked off the lid of the big stone pot on the table.

At this time, the big stone pot no longer emitted white mist. Although the pot lid fell to the ground, the original rotten and spicy strange smell disappeared, and instead a kind of intoxicating and refreshing fragrance came.

Duan Rong's nose moved.

Shang Xiangyu shouted: "Don't smell it! This fragrance is poisonous!"

Duan Rong was stunned for a moment, and just when he wanted to hold his breath, he suddenly felt his eyes go black, and the next moment he lost consciousness, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Shang Xiangyu covered the lid of the big stone pot again, looking at Duan Rong who fell to the ground unconscious, his eyes flickered.

Duan Rong just sniffed a few times from a distance, the stone window was open, the air flow was surging, and the toxicity had been diluted to a very light level. It should be safe, and he will wake up after a few hours of coma.

Shang Xiangyu looked at the notes in his hand, and then thought of the itinerant doctor mentioned by Duan Rong.

To be honest, let alone being a itinerant doctor, Shang Xiangyu would not be surprised even if Shen Ping became a monk!

Many past events suddenly came to Shang Xiangyu's mind. He murmured with a sad look: "The opportunities in the world are really wonderful! In this mountain, I actually met the descendant of an old friend..."

Shang Xiangyu and Shen Ping are both obsessed with poison.

The two knew each other in their youth.

However, Shang Xiangyu is a child of a noble family, with a profound family background. He has been a registered disciple, an outer disciple, and an inner disciple in Taiyi Sect and has been practicing with concentration.

But Shen Ping is a vagrant.

Shang Xiangyu knows Shen Ping's talent in poison the best!

However, there is a saying in the opera industry: Don't be afraid of poor ability, just be afraid of poor eyesight.

Some things you have never seen at all. No matter how talented you are, you can't use them!

Shen Ping doesn't know that many poisons will never appear in the world.

This is the secret of the sect!

In the remains of gods and demons in the mustard space of the sect, there are not only gods and demons medicine, but also gods and demons poison!

And this kind of secret, you can only know it if you become an inner disciple of the sect.

"Brother Shen, your poison path is nothing but a dream after all..."