Buddhist Miracle Doctor: The Dark Prince, Can't Get Rid of Him

"Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi?" No matter how the man in black called out, the person in his arms showed no response, and his pulse did not show any signs of poisoning.

Helplessly, they carried the man and continued walking, entering a house next to the city wall. Someone was already waiting there, and without asking any questions, he quickly moved the wall cabinet to reveal a secret door, which he opened to let the two of them down.

Less than half an hour later, in the basement of a house in a small village five miles outside the capital, several people were anxiously looking at their companion lying on a bamboo bed.

The mask on his face had been torn off long ago, revealing a pair of lifeless and confused eyes, and his handsome face made him look like a scholar who had failed the imperial examinations many times and was in a daze.

"Qishan told you not to act rashly, why didn't you listen?" An older man said angrily.

"Uncle Yu, Xiaoqi is just curious and wants to see what kind of person she is. Didn't he not go outside the Meridian Gate that day?" another man in black whispered.

"Curious? Is that okay now? Now I'm curious too. Xiaoqi was the most alert and reacted the fastest, so how could this happen?" Uncle Yu was puzzled.

Who in the sect would be ambushed? It shouldn't be the one lying here.

Telling this to others will be shameful!

The Wuying Sect has been established for hundreds of years. Some have died from serious injuries, some died from illness, and some caused the lives of others in the sect to be lost and blamed themselves for their crimes. However, in the Wuying Sect's files, there has never been a record of anyone being hit by an enemy hidden weapon.

Well, it's starting to happen today! The hundreds of years of blankness can finally be filled today!

The standing man in black lowered his head and said sullenly, "I don't know exactly what happened. There was nothing unusual. Xiao Qi just fell from the tree."

Yu Bo got even angrier when he heard this. He went there standing, and now he came back lying down, and he couldn't even speak clearly. There was nothing unusual!

"What a misfortune! It's the misfortune of our Wuying Sect. It is said that the new generation pushes the old generation forward, and each generation is stronger than the previous one. But now, each generation is worse than the previous one." The old man was very sad and angry, and his voice was full of tears.

Ever since someone in the sect sent back the news that the person they had been waiting for for many years had appeared, people in the sect began to slowly move towards the capital.

But not all of them went to Beijing. Uncle Wen Qishan and his nephew took the lead to approach that person.

The uncle and nephew's plan was half successful. They finally got close to the man, which made it more likely that the man was the one from the Shadowless Sect.

The people in the sect had discussed and continued to watch, but they didn't expect these two young boys to be unable to restrain themselves. Something bad must have happened!

Fortunately, the person is still alive, otherwise he would have lost his life in vain!

If that person is really the one that Wuyingmen is waiting for, then the lives of all the people in the sect belong to her.

Even if a misunderstanding cost a life, revenge is impossible. Even complaining is not allowed.

I started training as soon as I could walk, and now I am dead. It's really not worth it!

At this time, someone came hurriedly. It was an old man who walked around the streets telling fortunes. He had a cloth bag tucked under his arm. The cloth bag was so greasy that you couldn't see the original pattern.

"Old blind man, you are here, come and see how the child is doing." Uncle Yu was very annoyed that Xiao Qi was not doing well, but his anxiety was also real.

The so-called old blind man was not blind. After entering the secret room, he opened his eyes, which were bright and lively.

He went forward to feel Xiao Qi's pulse, frowned, and ordered people to strip Xiao Qi of his clothes. The people around him quickly followed his instructions and stripped him clean in a few moments, leaving no piece of cloth behind. The old blind man leaned forward to take a closer look, quickly opened the package he brought, took out a small pair of pliers, squinted his eyes and quickly pulled out a needle from Xiao Qi's body. A closer look revealed that it was an embroidery needle that women usually use.

"How could there be such scum in the palace, using such despicable things." Someone watching said angrily.

"When Xiaoqi wakes up, ask him who did this to him, and then come back to settle the score with him and break both of his claws." said another one viciously.

It is always more convenient and quicker to ask clearly than to check one by one. There was also a weak-looking man standing next to him. He hesitated for a moment and finally did not speak. He remembered the clues found by the people in the sect. That person liked to use poison needles and poison arrows. However, that person is very likely the one that the sect has been waiting for for several years! Watching the old blind man carefully find the twenty-nine needles on Xiao Qi's body, up and down, left and right, he searched twice more worriedly, and confirmed that there should be no more. Then he held up the quilt to cover Xiao Qi's body.

The old blind man ordered his men to feed Xiao Qi the antidote for the cartilage powder. After waiting for an incense stick's time, Xiao Qi still showed no reaction.

The old blind man held the embroidery needle, smelled it again and again, looked at it again and again, but couldn't see anything.

"This is too weird. Is there a poison that you can't cure?" Young people are always impatient.

The old blind man ignored him and continued to study the needle in his hand. "Go catch something alive." He said to the person next to him. "Why don't you just poke yourself? Where can you catch something alive in the middle of the night?" The impatient young man muttered to himself, and then he hissed and turned his head to see that the old blind man's hand had just moved away from him.

"What are you doing, old blind man?" The young man wanted to get angry. Although the old blind man was old, he was of a very young generation. If we really talk about seniority, he should call the young man uncle.

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and then put it down softly. He then looked at the old blind man in confusion, and then collapsed to the ground.

"Look, everyone, look, this medicine is so powerful." The old blind man said excitedly, as if he had discovered a new continent.

Everyone around knew that the old blind man would sometimes act crazy, but they didn't expect that he would also act up at this moment. They immediately regretted calling him back.

He is not the only one in Wuying Sect who knows poison and medicine. "Please stop looking at me like that. I am not sick. What disease do I have? The medicine Xiaoqi was injected with will not be fatal. Don't worry." The old blind man noticed that the fellow disciples around him looked at him with strange eyes, so he quickly explained.

Even after hearing what he said, the people around him still looked at him unkindly. Even if the injection was not fatal, there was no need to poke it into people to test the efficacy of the medicine!

The old blind man no longer paid attention to the crowd. He searched for pen, ink, paper and inkstone and began to record the time of the injection and the reaction of the patient.

What is the effect of the medicine when the needle is pulled out and inserted into the human body again? It is written very seriously, but it makes those fellow disciples feel bad. The feelings make this old blind man complete!

Besides, in the Yangxin Hall of the palace, the two uninvited guests were not caught and were even lost.

When Lin Chuan and the others reported anxiously, although Xue Wenyu looked unhappy, he did not scold them, because given the situation at the time, even if he went after them personally, it might not work.

What he was entangled in was where these two powerful people came from, who they belonged to, and what was their purpose?

Mu Yingbao kindly advised him not to get angry, but ended up getting himself involved.

It was not long after they finally finished, but the person next to them wanted to continue again. Mu Yingbao quickly wrapped herself up in the quilt; "No, I have a date tomorrow...