The Rebirth Of The General Who Always Sees Himself As A Replacement

Mu Zhiming has a meticulous mind, and never decides a matter because of recklessness and impulsiveness. He always thinks carefully, and he does it through blood refining.

So he was never afraid to argue with others: "If we can find out what the poison is, we can verify whether Dr. Kuang's guess that the tea is poisonous is correct, and find out the solution to the poison, and even follow the clues to find the poisoner. Yan, you are a general, how can you not know the principle of being cautious?"

Gu Heyan frowned and thought for a while, then said: "Blood refining is not the only way, you can send tea here for drug testing."

"It's too late." Mu Zhiming replied decisively, "You left early in your previous life, so you don't know that the vernal equinox in the next year will be the day when the emperor will die. If the emperor really died of poison, it will only be less than three months ago. Even if we rush back to the capital day and night, and then send people to deliver the tea here quickly, and then pass the news back to Beijing after identifying the poison, the journey will take more than two months, but the blood refining only takes one day. Then you will know what kind of poison it is."

Gu Heyan frowned in thought.

Mu Zhiming didn't say much anymore, he knew that Gu Heyan could understand his decision and understood the pros and cons of it.

After a long time, Gu Heyan raised his head: "Blood refinement, won't it endanger life?"

"No." Mu Zhiming answered quickly, "Just rest for a few days."

Gu Heyan reluctantly agreed: "Okay."

Mu Zhiming heaved a sigh of relief and stood up: "It's getting late, let's rest."

Gu Heyan: "One more thing."

Mu Zhiming: "What's the matter?"

Gu Heyan stretched out his hand towards Mu Zhiming, with the palm facing up, and said concisely: "Medicine."

Mu Zhiming's whole body froze, his eyes moved down due to guilt, and his mouth was still struggling for the last time: "What medicine? I don't understand what you said."

Gu Heyan: "Aphrodisiac."

This time, he said it clearly.

Mu Zhiming silently took out the white porcelain bottle containing the rich aroma liquid from his bosom, and handed it to Gu Heyan. The well-educated young master seemed to be caught by his strict parents when he was young and frivolous, doing bad things. , blushing, too embarrassed to know what to say.

Gu Heyan asked him, "Why did you buy this medicine?"

"People, people have the seven emotions, six desires, and six desires." Mu Zhiming said stammeringly, "I just thought... once in a while...to add to the fun...it's harmless...as long as I drink this medicine, I can be with you Indulge in a night, you don't have to bear it anymore, you can only accommodate me every time... He Yan?!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Gu Heyan uncork the porcelain bottle, then took the medicine outside the house and emptied it.

Gu Heyan went back to the house, washed his hands with water from the copper basin, and said, "This medicine is three-point poisonous, between you and me, it doesn't have to be like this."

Mu Zhiming: "Is it really unnecessary? But I... want to make you happy."

Gu Heyan looked at Mu Zhiming, and said word by word: "You are willing to be by my side, which is the joy that I have no other unparalleled joy in this life."

Mu Zhiming was stunned for a while when he heard the words, and then sighed: What is meant by not singing is already a blockbuster.

Gu Heyan didn't know what he was talking about, so he said calmly, let's rest, and then went to the bed to tidy up the bedding.

Mu Zhiming's eyes rolled slightly, and he slowly moved to Gu Heyan's side, and took out another white jade box the size of a copper coin and shaped like a petal from his bosom: "He Yan, actually I still have another box."

Gu Heyan: "..."

Seeing that he reached out to take it, Mu Zhiming quickly closed his palms together, together with Gu Heyan's fingertips: "Wait, general, don't worry, this is not an aphrodisiac."

Gu Heyan: "What is it?"

Mu Zhiming rolled his eyes and smiled badly: "You'll know if you use it."

Gu Heyan withdrew his hand: "I won't use things that are harmful to you."

Mu Zhiming stuffed the box of ointment into Gu Heyan's hands, put his hands on his shoulders, and whispered a few words to him, about what the box of ointment was for.

Gu Heyan: "..."

Mu Zhiming continued to tease: "After detoxification in the afternoon, I took a nap for a while, and now I am very energetic and not sleepy."

Gu Heyan: "..."

Mu Zhiming sighed with a bitter face, pointed to the frosty moonlight in front of the window, and asked, "General, let me ask you, what is that bright light?"

Gu Heyan: "...Moonlight."

"No." Mu Zhiming said, "It's my loneliness that shattered the ground."

Gu Heyan: "..."

General Gu hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head and kissed Mu Zhiming, who was holding back his smile, hooked his tongue into his mouth, and sucked and tasted it carefully.

The three words of the old place, the concubines are tired of talking

The next day, Mu Zhiming woke up in a daze, feeling dry and clean, with no other discomfort except a little soreness.

Presumably because he was still asleep, Gu Heyan begged for hot water and wiped himself.

Mu Zhiming looked around, Gu Heyan was not in the room, but his warmth remained in the quilt.

"Where did you go?" Mu Zhiming murmured softly, sitting up and stretching.

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Heyan walked into the room carrying hot rice porridge.

Gu Heyan put the breakfast on the wooden table, walked to the side of the bed, caressed his cheek, and asked worriedly: "Is there any discomfort?"

Mu Zhiming rubbed his palm and said with a smile: "The general treats me so tenderly, what can I feel uncomfortable about?"

Seeing that he was talking and laughing energetically, Gu Heyan felt relieved.

The two had breakfast and went to find Qu Qianning.

Qu Qianning glared at the two of them with her hips on her hips: "Have you figured it out? Refining blood?"

Mu Zhiming bowed to him and saluted: "I have to thank you, Master Shaogu."

Qu Qianning looked at Gu Heyan: "Do you agree with his blood refining? Do you not persuade him?"

Gu Heyan: "I have to think twice."

"Okay, wait, I'll call someone to prepare." Qu Qianning didn't hesitate, and prepared everything in half an hour, and then led Mu Zhiming and Gu Heyan into a cave behind the wooden village.

The cave was man-made at a glance, the walls of the cave were flat, there were candlesticks embedded every five steps on both sides, and a lighted candle was placed on the candlestick.

In the depths of the cave, there is a flat area about the size of a room. On the left and right, there are three tall candlesticks for one person. In the middle, there is a square tripod made of black iron that is one arm wide. The surface of the tripod is engraved with twisted and strange patterns. See the words 'Valley of Thousand Poisons'.

Grandma Shangguan was standing beside Fang Ding, looking at them kindly.

"Come here, stand here." Qu Qianning called Mu Zhiming to Fang Ding, took out a silver dagger, roasted it back and forth three times with a candle, then cooled it in ice water, wiped off the water droplets with a clean towel, and finally Pass it to Mu Zhiming: "Cut it off."

Mu Zhiming took the dagger and asked cautiously: "Master Shaogu, where should I cut my body?"

Qu Qianning replied impatiently: "Anywhere is fine, as long as there is blood."

Mu Zhiming nodded clearly, and put the silver dagger against his palm.

Gu Heyan said quickly: "Don't hurt your palm, it hurts and it's hard to heal."

Mu Zhiming put the dagger on his forearm and looked at Gu Heyan.

Gu Heyan nodded.

Mu Zhiming gritted his teeth, and cut a cut on his forearm with a silver dagger. The dark red blood slowly overflowed from the wound, passed through Mu Zhiming's palm and fingertips, and fell into the black iron square tripod.

After a while, the blood in Mu Zhiming's wound coagulated, and the bleeding speed became slower.

Qu Qianning looked at Shangguan's mother-in-law and waited for her to express her opinion, but Shangguan's mother-in-law didn't speak, just stared at Fang Ding quietly.

Qu Qianning then said to Mu Zhiming: "If you don't have enough blood, cut it again."

Gu Heyan frowned.

"Okay." Mu Zhiming nodded, the dagger was pressed against his arm again, he took a deep breath and calmed down, he raised the knife and dropped it, leaving another bloodstain.

The second blood clotted gradually, Mu Zhiming's lips were already white, but Grandma Shangguan still didn't speak.

"Cut again." Qu Qianning said.

Gu Heyan's calmness was gradually fading, he sternly stopped him, and his tone was as cold as ice: "No."

Qu Qianning asked back: "What? Do you want his first two bleeding wounds to be cut in vain?"

Mu Zhiming's hand holding the dagger trembled a little. He tried his best to hold the dagger tightly, and cut a third bloodstain on his arm.

This time, he cut particularly deep.

Bleeding and falling into Fang Ding, Mu Zhiming recalled his previous life, he also kept cutting his wrist with the knife like this.

At that time, it was numb from the cold, not as painful as it is today.

Today, although it hurts, I never feel a trace of fear in my heart.

Mu Zhiming raised his eyes to look at Gu Heyan, seeing that his eyes were full of uneasiness and distress, Mu Zhiming smiled at him comfortingly, indicating that he was fine

At this moment, Grandma Shangguan said slowly, "Enough."

Gu Heyan rushed to Mu Zhiming's side with a stride, holding his arm with trembling hands, trying to stop his bleeding.

Qu Qianning had been prepared for a long time, and handed the gauze, hemostatic powder, and blood-enriching pills to Gu Heyan one by one: "Wrap it up and take him out to rest. Take this pill with warm water and take it once every three days."

After thanking Gu Heyan, he bandaged Mu Zhiming's arm wound and took him back to Diaojiaolou.

Mu Zhiming lost a lot of blood, dizzy, cold and sleepy, lying on the warm and soft bed, fell asleep after a while.

After waking up, it was already dark outside, Mu Zhiming turned his head to look, and found that Gu Heyan had been guarding him by the bed.

After Mu Zhiming woke up, he was much more energetic, and quickly said: "I'm fine."

"Arm..." Gu Heyan asked worriedly, "Does it hurt?"

Mu Zhiming bent his eyes and smiled: "You kiss me, and I'll tell you."

Gu Heyan: "..."

Gu Heyan leaned over, pressed his lips against Mu Zhiming's slightly cool lips, and gently licked and pursed them. After a short while, those still pale lips turned watery and ambiguously bright red.

"Cough cough cough!!!"

Suddenly there were several contrived coughs from outside the door.

The two separated hastily.

Mu Zhiming sat up and saluted the visitor: "Master Shaogu."

Qu Qianning came in, holding a wooden tray with various porcelain vases in her hand, she put the wooden tray on the table, pulled a wooden stool and sat down: "Know what is in you It's poisonous."

Mu Zhiming: "Master Shaogu, please clarify."

Qu Qianning: "This poison is called ghost vine poison. It is not precious, but very few people in the world use it, and few people can identify it. The reason why it is rare is that this poison is a chronic poison, and the onset time is extremely long. At least it needs to be taken. After half a year, people who take it will have symptoms."

Mu Zhiming asked: "What are the symptoms?"

Qu Qianning: "First, the symptoms of wind and cold appear, and then the headache is unbearable and unable to get up from the couch. If the drug is stopped at this time, the body of the person who has taken the poison can recover slowly, but if you continue to take it, within three months, you will be sick Bleeding from the seven orifices, he died suddenly."

Mu Zhiming suddenly felt terrified.

Because the symptoms Qu Qianning described were exactly the same as the symptoms of the emperor's illness!