The medicine slave hurriedly backed away. Mo Qing walked into the medicine shop first, with Yang Muyu following behind him. The old rabbit smelled the strong smell of medicine and hurriedly stretched his head out, sniffing hard and looking with red eyes. After looking at Mo Qing's back, he hurriedly hid in Yang Muyu's pocket again. Yang Muyu looked funny. He originally thought that the rabbit Yao'er was afraid of Yang Chen, but now he discovered that it was surprisingly afraid of Mo Qing. As long as there was a place where Mo Qing appeared, it would never dare to appear. During these years when Yang Muyu and Mo Qing stayed together, it only dared to hide in his pocket and sleep, not even caring about the snacks it usually loved. As for why Yao'er was so afraid of Mo Qing, he asked twice, but Yao'er didn't tell him, so he had no idea. Soon, Yang Muyu saw several rare herbal medicines deep in the drug store. Moreover, it seemed that a lot of effort had been put into cultivating the herbal medicines here, such as ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum, etc., which had been cultivated for hundreds of years. The cultivation of herbal medicines is more demanding than many precious flowers and plants. The mutual complementation and mutual restraint of various medicines must be clearly distinguished. Otherwise, it will not be good to grow herbal medicines. I have to say that the person who manages the pharmacy is definitely a master of medication. Deep in the medicine shop, Yang Muyu felt a natural affinity with the three straw huts under the setting sun. These hay huts were surprisingly similar to the hay huts he had in Mu Xin Town. An old man with white beard and hair, hunched over, was fanning the tea stove in the straw shed, and the fragrance of tea overflowed. Yang Muyu took a deep breath. From the aroma wafting from the stove, he could tell that this pot of tea was really not simple. It had at least a dozen additional auxiliary ingredients. "Uncle Yao, Qing is here to see you!" Mo Qing stood in front of the old man and shouted in a low voice. Uncle Yao raised his head, looked at Mo Qing, then at Yang Muyu, and after a while he asked, "Who is this kid? He is so evil." Mo Qing was about to speak, but Yang Muyu smiled and said, "Old sir, please. Why am I evil?" I thought in my heart. "You are an old evil spirit, and you actually accuse me?" "The poison has entered the meridians and blood, and there is no way to save it. But you actually dare to use heaven-defying methods to control the poison from spreading. Aren't you still evil? "Uncle Yao's face was covered with overlapping wrinkles, and when he heard this, his originally cloudy eyes suddenly shot out a ray of light. He said coldly. "Uncle Yao, I brought him here just because of the poison in his body - do you have a way to detoxify it?" Mo Qing asked hurriedly. Yang Muyu finally understood that Mo Qing¡¯s main purpose in bringing him to the drug store was to ask the old man in front of him to detoxify him. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile Who in this world can cure his poison? The old man called Uncle Yao laughed strangely twice, then stared at Yang Muyu for a long time, and then said: "Let this kid eat and sleep well for another two or three years, and then wait for death." "Yao." Uncle, he is Qing's child! That's all the Mo family has!" Mo Qing said with a bitter smile. "Please just say something serious." Yao Bo seemed very surprised. He looked at Yang Muyu and Mo Qing, then turned and pointed at some tree stumps next to him and said, "Sit downsit down and talk." Mo Qingchang He brushed his sleeves, swept away the dust on them, and then sat down. Yang Muyu didn't care and sat down directly. The doctor looked at him and said with a strange smile: "Young man, I'm not as particular as you." "Young man." I've never been a very particular person!" Yang Muyu smiled lightly. Indeed, he had never been a very particular person. "You can still laugh?" Yao Bo rolled the water on the tea stove with his fan. At the same time, he took a set of rough porcelain tea cups and poured a cup of tea for Mo Qing. He poured a cup for himself and drank leisurely without greeting Yang Muyu. Yang Muyu didn't care. He stood up, took the teapot and poured himself a cup. He took a sip and said with a smile: "The old man's tea is pretty good these days. I have food to eat and tea to drink. Why can't I laugh?" "Interesting!" Yao Bo put the tea cup in his hand and sneered, "Don't you know that you are not going to die soon!" "So what?" Yang Muyu said. While drinking all the tea in his hand. Seeing that although Mo Qing was holding the tea cup, he didn't move. He immediately smiled and said, "Father, this old gentleman makes very good tea. You have to try it." "He is dirty everywhere, let alone the tea made by a bad old man like me?" Yao Bo looked at it. Mo Qing said, "You are an interesting kid. Are you really not afraid of death?" "Who said I am not afraid of death?" Yang Muyu glared at Yao Bo and said, "I am the most greedy person in the world who is afraid of death." "Then you Why aren't you worried?" Yao Bo frowned. "I want to worry, but you keep telling me, is there any use in worrying? I worry every day, fearing that I will die of worry before the poison takes effect. Isn't it uneconomical? You just said Well, let's have a good time and eat well for two or three years.?Thank you for the tea, old gentleman. "Yang Muyu was talking, holding the teapot and pouring tea to Uncle Yao as the guest. The uncle held the teacup in both hands and stared at it for a long time. Then he suddenly smiled at Mo Qing and said: "You kid, I'm probably not following you. Growing up? Why are you so cunning and weird? At my age, I can't afford to be a Chixingzi. " "He grew up with Chen. "Mo Qing's expression darkened. If Mu Yu had followed him, maybe such things wouldn't have happened. "Oh! "Uncle Yao put his palm on the teacup, released it for a moment, handed it to Yang Muyu and said, "If you don't mind the filthiness of my old man's life, do you dare to drink this cup of tea? " Hearing his words "How dare you", Yang Muyu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly and stared at the cup of tea in his hand. The originally clear green tea had now turned pink and was served in an extremely ordinary coarse porcelain tea cup. Extraordinarily bright. ¡°It¡¯s nothing to be afraid of. It¡¯s just that such good tea is a bit unbearable. "As he spoke, his fingers slowly turned the tea cup. The original peach blossom tea seemed to have been drained of its beauty, and turned pale little by little. Finally, a good cup of tea turned into boiled water. Yang Muyu raised his hand At first, he drank it in one gulp, smacking it in his mouth and saying, "Plain water, there's really nothing delicious about it. "Uncle Yao's expression changed again. He pointed to the tree stump in front of him and said, "Boy, sit down. " Yang Muyu sat down as instructed, but Mo Qing frowned deeply, but still said nothing. "Boy, let me ask you - what is the most poisonous thing in the world? "Yao Bo asked. "The most poisonous? Yang Muyu shook his head and said, "The old gentleman is joking, is there the most poisonous thing in the world?" There is no most poisonous thing, only more poisonous. For people like us, everything in the world can be poisonous, and everything can be used as medicine. It is not necessary to use arsenic to kill people. Ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum are also highly poisonous, and arsenic can sometimes become a poison. Life-saving elixir. " Having said this, Yang Muyu paused, lowered his head and said: "If I have to name the most poisonous thing - I think the human heart is the most poisonous! " Mo Qing suddenly raised his head and looked at him, but Yang Muyu just smiled indifferently. "Okay, okay" Uncle Yao suddenly laughed and said, "I didn't expect that you would have such an opinion at such a young age. Yes, you are the most poisonous person in the world. There is nothing more important than the human heart Boy, are you a poisonous person? " Yang Muyu didn't expect that he would ask such a question. He pondered for a while and then said: "I don't know, maybe I am also a poisonous person. " "If I had a way to cure the poison in your body, but I asked you to do one thing for me, would you be willing? "Uncle Yao finally said the last words. Mo Qing hurriedly said: "What's the matter? " Yang Muyu had already held him down, shook his head and said, "I don't want to! " "Qing, this is between me and him. You can't do what I want to do! "Uncle Yao looked at Mo Qing and shook his head, then asked Yang Muyu, "Why? You have to know that there is almost no one in this world who is better at poisoning than me. " "First, you may not be able to detoxify me; secondly, I also have a way to detoxify myself. Although it is a little more troublesome, weird, and inhumane, it does not mean that I can only wait for death; thirdly, I have just been I have said that the most poisonous thing in the world is the human heart, so I would rather be controlled by poison than be controlled by others. "Yang Muyu laughed. This old man seemed to be a master of poison. However, the Mo family was hiding such a person. Why did Mo Qing let Yang Chen run to the Arctic Palace?" Yao Bo looked at him for a moment and finally said: "What do you mean? Yes, I think the method I used should be the same as yours, but I want to save your life but kill others. I am not a vicious person. To paraphrase your words, no one's life is necessarily worse these days. Who is precious. " Mo Qing couldn't bear it anymore and asked again: "Uncle Yao, what is the method? " "It's not like you don't know how to use star medicine to marry poison? "Uncle Yao suddenly sneered. He is not a poisonous person, and Mo Qing has never been a poisonous person, but for Yang Muyu, he will definitely do it. "Marry a poisoner" Mo Qing's face changed drastically, and he asked in a low voice after a while. He said, "Is there no other way? " "He can't survive the blood transfusion! "Uncle Yao said coldly, "He should have had a blood transfusion once. The conditions required for a blood transfusion are very stringent. Whether he can find someone who matches his blood type is a problem. Even if he finds someone, it may not be possible if he is an old man or a child. It can support the blood needed, and besides, blood is also divided into good and bad Once the blood exchanged contains certain viruses or is too weak, it is useless. Therefore, the art of marrying poison should be the best. " Mo Qing finally understood why he blushed when he asked Yang Muyu just now. It turned out that he had known the art of marrying poison for a long time, but - he refused to say it.??. "How to do it?" Mo Qing gritted his teeth and said. "You want a bad old man like me to study this?" Yao Bo raised his eyes, looked at Yang Muyu and said, "He should know, so you don't have to worry."