The Demon Concubine of God

Shen Wen only asked the miracle doctor two questions before he could no longer hold on. Wutou got her permission and dragged the master to the bed in the dormitory. Shen Wen also gave Wutou the bottle of antidote that he had promised to give him.

At this point, Shen Wen figured out that Xin Xuan was using some means to control this so-called miracle doctor. In the modern technologically advanced environment, Shen Wen, an atheist cult-busting detective, often encounters the above-mentioned supernatural beliefs. But it's no big deal. Planes can reach thousands of miles in an instant, hypnosis can control people's minds, and satellite broadcasts can cover every corner of the earth. When people can't get rid of the fear in their hearts, they naturally think of the gods.

The poison Shen Wen used was from the corpses in the charity cemetery. In fact, it is not easy to find deadly corpse poisons that are immediately fatal, so the corpse poison she used on Shen Wen was not an immediate killer. She put anesthetics in the book. Due to the limited conditions in ancient times, there were no chemical components to anesthetize the body in a short period of time, and it was difficult to achieve a satisfactory anesthetic effect, so she soaked the anesthetics extracted from plants and animals on the pages of the book. She knew that the ancients would usually lick their fingers to twist the pages when they studied books seriously. Even if that effect could not be achieved, she still added anesthetics to the old man's tea. Although he was a doctor who often dealt with poisons, anesthetics were not in the category of poisons he knew, and it was even more difficult to find them when he was studying medicine seriously.

Shen Wen's physique was also very fragile, so she had no intention of keeping an eye on the master and apprentice from the beginning. The other people in the thatched cottage had no close relationship with the miracle doctor. They were all tools for the old man's experiments, and they hated the old man 50% and feared him 50%.

Shen Wen admitted that the old man did hide a lot of good things, no matter if they were developed by himself or robbed from others, she would never give them back if they fell into her hands. Most of them were for healing, but the efficacy was not very good. In Shen Wen's eyes, these were like chicken ribs, and it didn't matter whether they were kept or not.

"The stuff in this jar can be used for all kinds of things, but it doesn't seem to be very effective in our case. Do you think we should keep it or not? Or should we destroy it? What do you think, fox?" The fox was still licking its fur, looking as if it had nothing to do with the matter.

"We can't let these things fall into the hands of the old man again. It's not good for our plan. It would be great if there was a place to hide them. But it takes time to find a place where they won't be discovered. We also have to spend time moving these bottles and jars away, which can easily give us away. Fox, can you think of a way for me?" Shen Wen turned around and said jokingly to the fox.

Shen Wen looked at the fox in embarrassment. The fox waved its paw with a relaxed look, as if to say: It's no big deal, I'll take care of it for you. Then it pointed behind Shen Wen and told her to look?

Shen Wen looked back curiously, only to find that all the bottles and jars had disappeared.

She was not worried about the old man trying to find a way to detoxify. Corpse poison was very difficult to detoxify. According to Qingque, the solution to corpse poison could only be found by immortals who practiced Taoism, or by members of their tribe. In other words, if the old man wanted to detoxify, he had to find an immortal who had attained Taoism. Anyway, he was not an immortal, and if he wanted someone to detoxify him, he would have to travel a long way to visit them. It would take a lot of time to invite someone or go to the precious place in person. If she went to ask for medicine, the old man would probably not agree. If he left, Shen Wen would definitely take over.

Shen Wen explored the surroundings of the thatched cottage for a long time. Following Qingque's instructions, he searched under trees or suspicious soil and found some strange runes. Most of the runes that harm people were stained with blood, so the barrier that prevented Qingque from entering the thatched cottage must have come from this.

"Why are you trying so hard to stop Qingque from finding the old man? Could it be that the old man has some secrets? It doesn't seem like it. This old man is not someone who can be easily messed with. He doesn't seem like an obedient puppet. If it's related to witchcraft, it won't be difficult to find. Notify Qingque to come in first and let her know at a glance." So Shen Wen found a way to communicate with Qingque and asked her to come and investigate quickly.

At noon, Shen Wen's body couldn't bear it anymore, so he went to the kitchen to take a look at the food, and then took a look at the tonic soup that Wutou specially made for the old man.

So she said, "There are more than ten kinds of medicinal herbs added to this soup. Are you sure this is not a decoction but a tonic?" And Wutou just nodded and smiled at her ingratiatingly, then quickly lowered his head.

Shen Wen didn't care and said, "You guys eat yours," and she would go to sleep and eat after she had a good sleep.

Shen Wen slept for two hours and woke himself up from hunger, so he had to force himself to get up and eat something. But after he had taken two bites, the old man and his apprentice rushed in aggressively.

"I've recovered quite well. I secretly prepared some herbs this morning and asked Wutou to boil them in the dark room. It takes a long time to boil the herbs. It must be tiring to wait, right? After drinking the herbs, I have to wait for the effects to really take effect. So it takes too long to recover. I chose to sleep. How about that? I'm considerate, right? I slept for two hours."

The old man had a fake smile on his face. He felt like he was alive again, so he hurried to settle the score with Shen Wen.

The old man paid no attention to what the woman had just said. He acted like a master and scolded her condescendingly, "You little girl, you think you can stay in my cottage just because you know a little bit of poison. Do you really think I would be afraid of your little poison? I'm asking you about my pills. If you know what's good for you, return it quickly and I'll spare your life." After he finished speaking, seven or eight people rushed in through the door behind him.

Shen Wen looked at these people. They were big soldiers wearing armor. There was a leader in the front, who was wearing a silk suit and had a small mustache. He always looked at people with his eyes drooping and his nose pointed upward. He glanced at Shen Wen and asked the old man, "Is it her? A weak and cheap girl drugged you? Have you eaten for nothing for the past few decades?"

The old man was very disdainful of this man. If he had not known this man for decades and had already gotten used to his servant-like behavior through bumps and bruises, he would have quarreled with him long ago. He snorted and said, "Even this woman can make mistakes sometimes. Don't waste your words. Catch her quickly. I have already taken the blood-cleansing pill to cure the corpse poison. The other one I treasured was stolen by this girl. If you want to save your son, catch her quickly."

"What is the Blood Cleansing Pill? It's so magical that it can immediately detoxify corpse poison?" Shen Wen asked.

With the support of the soldiers, Wutou became his old self again, boasting proudly: "You don't even know about the Blood Cleansing Pill? It's a pill made from the blood of a ninth-generation monk. Carrying it with you can ward off evil spirits and get rid of poisonous insects. Eating it will just counteract the corpse poison you put in."

No wonder this old man is so confident.

At this moment, the man with a mustache in satin pointed at Shen Wen and gave an order: "Catch her for me." After hearing the order, the soldiers were ready to rush forward with their knives sharpened.

Seeing this, Shen Wen hurriedly shouted, "Wait a minute..." It's not that Shen Wen is spineless, she is just too weak at the moment. Facing eight strong men who are taller than her, even one would be enough for her to deal with for a long time.

Shen Wen said to the old doctor, "You have only cured one poison, what about the other one? You cured it too?" The old man said, "You little girl, you are still lying to me. There is no other poison at all." But he was not confident enough when he said this. Because he still remembered the feeling of the anesthetic, but he could not detect it when he cut his own pulse.

Shen Wennai explained: "Yes, yes, how about you check your pulse again now? You can feel it yourself, right? You feel chest pain and fatigue again, right?"

There was another virus, and Shen Wen also gave it to the old man, which was the epidemic that had spread this time. However, he did not give it yesterday, but put it in the soup that Wutou had made for him at noon.

It was just that the old man was really dishonest. He couldn't cure the epidemic that spread from here. He pushed the responsibility to Lingque and others in front of the government, and privately he got a group of tools who were willing to die for his experiments. Since he was determined to study the epidemic, he might as well experiment on himself.

The old man checked his own pulse and asked in confusion: "What do you mean? I...what about me?"

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Shen Wen kindly reminded him, "Well...it's an epidemic."

The old man was so angry that he fell backwards, but he still didn't believe it and said, "It's impossible. I was only infected with corpse poison before, and I took the antidote and blood-cleansing pills prepared by my disciple, which really eliminated the remaining poison."

Shen Wen had no choice but to tell the truth: "I'm sorry, the disease you got was caused by me at noon."

The old man was so angry that his face turned purple and he was just about to vomit three liters of blood.