Chapter 8:

Thinking about Jun Xi can't be changed, Jun doesn't know what he can do.
Nai Hexiang, this name seems to turn into a thousand sadness at first, the fragrance is like the early summer, the beautiful and beautiful pavilion, but in fact it is extremely domineering, and the color is toxic.
Its toxicity is not to kill people instantly, but to invade the body with aroma, eat bone and the bones, and let the poisoned person gradually indulge in it. Nai He Xiang, if the flesh and meridians are stabbed with a sharp knife, it is unbearable. If he does not smell Nai He Xiang for five days, he can only die, and go to Nai Heqiao to get a bowl of Mengpo soup.
Therefore, Nai He Xiang's Nai He is not the long and short sigh of the Wen population, but Huang Quan's forgetfulness.
Cui did not go to this dark room for five days.
The other party had the right timing, and he would always send food and drink when he couldn't get tired and half awake. When Cui didn't regain consciousness, he could touch the water and food beside him.
Water and food are only a little bit, barely keeping alive, but the hardest part is not the hunger, but the boundless silence, and the torture of this day and night.
After darkness, it is still dark. The end of silence is always silence.
Cui could only use his four fingers and twelve knuckles to calculate the hours, stretch his body as much as possible, recite the books in meditation, from Confucian to Taoist, and from Fa to Buddhist, to eliminate distractions and have no mind.
His eyesight gradually decreased, but his hearing became extremely sharp. At this time, even the movement of snake worms and ants, even the sound of dripping water, could make him a treasure, but he did not know what method Feng Xiao used, this room As if completely forgotten by the world, if it hadn't been forever, Cui did not almost doubt that they really forgot themselves.
This kind of silent torture regardless of day and night, ordinary people are still unable to support, let alone ten days and a half months, three or five days can go crazy, let alone Cui does not go to such a body, every season can be sick one season, arrived On the third day, he apparently felt a sorrow and annoyance in his heart, hunger in his abdomen, his hands and feet began to weaken, his head became chaotic, and his body became slightly cold. On the contrary, his forehead became hot. He knew that It is the precursor of an imminent illness, simply breaking the jar, and not recitation of the classics, leaving the consciousness gradually blurred.
Just then he smelled an aroma.
If there is nothing, it seems like the aroma he smelled in the Jinghe Garden of Beijing last year. It is light, sweet, windy, and smells of lotus seeds.
After a while, the capital city will start to warm up, and the dignitaries ’home will entertain the guests. The favorite place is to boil the lotus seed Tremella simmered in the lotus root and sink it in the well for half a day. After the guests come, take it out, and drink a cup of heat The lotus drink, warming the stomach and clearing the fire, put on a bowl of lotus seeds, keep the fragrant cheeks, relax from the throat to the stomach, and clear the summer heat.
He has experienced this kind of hospitality many times.
Cui opened her eyes without squinting.
The darkness of purpose brought him back to reality immediately.
The aroma is still there, not an illusion.
He raised his eyebrows slightly in the darkness and then sneered silently.
Nai Hexiang.
Although this poison
drug is overbearing and terrible, it is also difficult to find and valuable. It is hard for Feng Xiao to use it against himself, which is a luxury and waste.
In this room, you can't go out, you can't cut off your breath, you can only inhale such an addictive aroma.
If a person with great martial arts is here, they may be able to use internal force to resist for a period of time, but for Cui Buqian, Nai Hexiang will only accelerate the destruction of his body, making him unable to survive, but not death.
The other party may not have taken his life, but just wanted to use Naixiang to force him to spit out the truth, and used it on Cui Buqu's body.
However, the people of Xiejianfu would not have expected it anyway. He had smelled this fragrance many years ago, and had boiled it for ten days. In the end, although almost half of his life was removed, he could still maintain the basic Sober, without being led by his nose, even his teacher Fan Yun was amazed, saying that if it were not for his physical fitness for martial arts, and with the strength of his mind, I was afraid that no martial art in the world could not be overcome. .
But Hui Ji will be jealous of the sky, Fan Yun
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It is also known that even if Cui does not go martial arts, it is enough to overtake most people in the world.
Some people are destined to be extraordinary.
All the pain, as far as he was concerned, was just grinding.
Blow the mad sand before reaching Jin.
Cui didn't close his eyes slowly again.
Lin Langge auction soon, he did not believe, Feng Xiao can wait for ten days before coming to him.
...
"What the is it?" Feng Xiao frowned slightly, watching Pei Jingyan's restless expression.
The auction of Linlang Pavilion started four days ago for a period of six days. Tomorrow is the last day. Most of the previous days were medicinal herbs, the last day was the most popular treasure.
Although these days are also very lively, and the transaction volume is much more, many people return with a full load, but many people set their sights on the auction on the last day. Even if they ca n’t afford it, they can open their eyes and do n’t look away. This trip.
But Feng Xiao was dissatisfied.
Because the progress in these past few days has not been smooth, Wen Liang and others are still in custody in the county. Although they do n’t dare to do anything, there are not many people coming to court every day to plead. Feng Xiao is all gone. He will Cui did not throw it to Pei Jingzhen to cook, but he went to the auction to stare in person, but Qin's appearance has never been seen, as if it had been hidden in the vast crowds, Tianchi Yudan was even missing.
Feng Xiao knew that Yudan, even in this world, must be at the auction on the last day, but he thought about it, always felt that he had missed something, and he was inevitably agitated.
Since he took charge of Xiejian Mansion, he has been sailing smoothly, even if there is some obstacles. He has not encountered such an indecisive and indescribable sense of hesitation for a long time, as if there is only an invisible thing His hand was playing chess, and he was standing by the chessboard, but he was unknowingly dragged into the fog, and he would soon become one of the chess pieces ...
Feng Xiao's heart shook, and she seemed to catch something suddenly.
Pei Jingxi said: "Last time you asked me to use that person for five days. I was afraid that the person could not stand the body and didn't dare to use it much. Before he went in to check, he was already unconscious. He woke up and took the opportunity to interrogate. He still insisted that he had no relationship with Qin, so his subordinates thought that this Cui should really be innocent. "
If this person is not innocent, it is the iron bones and bronze heart that has reached the point where it is impossible to have nothing but incense.
But is it possible?
Not to mention such a sick ghost, a master of martial arts, Pei Jingxun has never seen anyone who can survive a few days under the power of Nai Hexiang without asking for mercy.
Feng Xiao said: "What about people?"
Pei Jingyan: "Lying in the East Chamber."
Feng Xiao frowned: "Release it?"
Pei Jingxi smiled bitterly: "My langjun, as everyone like you, can you live for a few days under the fragrance of He Hexiang without ruining your mind? He is very hot now, let alone speak, can he survive this time? ,Do not know at all."
Feng Xiao snorted: "This person is still useful. He has to sigh with medication if he can't get over it."
When Pei Jingyi heard this, she would have to torture someone, and said busyly: "The doctor said that he now consumes nothing and can not afford any frustration!"
Feng Xiao did not answer this question.
He followed Pei Jingyu to the East Chamber, and he saw that Cui did not fall asleep. Compared to the previous few days, his cheeks were significantly thinner and his color became paler. The back of the hand exposed outside the quilt, the blue meridian faintly emerged, more He seemed to be dying and his body was fragmented.
Feng Xiao stood on the edge of the bed and stared at the other person's sleeping face for a long time. The patient seemed to sense this scorching gaze in her sleep, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and she could not sleep well.
Pei Jingxi whispered, "Lang Jun, can you detoxify the scent of poison on him? Otherwise, I'm afraid it will be better."
Feng Xiao shook her head and touched her chin to stare at Cui not to see the other party struggling in the nightmare, as if it was quite interesting.
After a while, he suddenly came up with a sentence: "You said, would he be the one in Zuo Yueju?"