Si Haochen was not afraid of martial arts and strategies alone. However, he was really a little bit intimidated when he was about to prevent the other party from poisoning him.

"I'll go together tonight, that's the decision." Ming Ruo made a decision directly to finalize the action, his expression firm and unrefuted, "Don't object, opposition is invalid!"

"..." Yan Zhaobai's mouth twitched. When did Xiao Jiuer become so arbitrary?

Yan Zhaobai looked at Si Haochen and signaled him to "deal with the wind" to prevent Xiao Jiuer from doing dangerous things.

But Prince Yun was majestic and domineering outside, but in front of his wife... Anyway, even if he was unhappy, he never stopped his success.

My brother-in-law was unreliable, so the 'brother-in-law' could only do it himself: "Xiao Jiuer..."

"Fifth brother, I must go there, not being willful or nonsense. The medicine and drug are my field of expertise, and I can help." Seeing Yan Zhaobai wanting to speak, Mingruo did not give him a chance to speak, "I know you don't want me to go because I'm afraid I'm in danger. However, I also want to use my own strength to protect those who care about it. Please respect my ideas and decisions."

"Okay..." Yan Zhaobai couldn't say a word that was originally prepared, "I'll go with you."

"Fifth Brother, you should rest in the inn."

"Xiao Jiuer, do you have no confidence in your brother's martial arts? No matter how weak I am, can I be weaker than you?" Yan Zhaobai felt deeply that he had been underestimated more than a little bit.

"Fifth brother, you really can't compete with me." Ming Ruo shook his fingers at Yan Zhaobai, "I have a husband with great martial arts skills. If you encounter any danger, your husband can run away with me on his back. Changshan is not here, what should you do..."

Yan Zhaobai was first hit by a critical blow to dog food, and then, although Xiao Jiuer said nothing wrong, why did he feel so awkward?

Si Haochen lowered his head and looked at the simple picture of Zhuangzi drawn by the fourth grade of the lunar month. His lips curled slightly and his eyes were filled with smiles. Yan Zhaobai ingested excessive dog food and felt that he had to slow down.

Fifteen came back only when he was having dinner and put a celadon bottle on the table: "Madam, this is the medicine you asked to buy."

"Does it take so long to line up?" Thinking about the team they left before they left, it shouldn't be so.

"The Wuchen Palace has been sold out long ago, and my subordinates bought it from others." Shiwu said he was a little guilty when he said 'buy'.

"Did you add more money? One hundred taels are not enough?" Mingruo took out his wallet, so he couldn't let the errand runner pay.

"I stuffed one hundred taels of silver notes, and the other party didn't say much..." Shifen scratched his head.

The fifteenth time I went to buy medicine for someone in front of him, but they didn't sell it. Finally, in order not to delay the master's affairs, I found a second-generation ancestor who looked stupid and took the medicine directly from the other party, and then stuffed the silver note to be considered as buying it. Cough cough, anyway, he took the medicine away, and the other party did not (no) rebellion.

"Oh." Ming Ruo didn't know the twists and turns here. Anyway, the errand runners didn't pay for money, so she ignored it.

He put on gloves, took out a small plate, poured out a small pinch of the victorious wind, and fiddled with the medicine spoon a few times.

"There should be no such cream in this Xiongfeng Powder." Si Haochen saw that the medicine powder was reddish-brown, with a loose texture, and did not smell any strange smell.

"Yes." Ming Ruo nodded. Before Si Haochen could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard the little girl say, "Shave off the flesh and bones, and it's not wasted."

Although Xiao Jiuer and Si Haochen didn't say clearly what cream was used in the ointment. Yan Zhaobai had enough brains to guess a little from the outside. At this time, after hearing Xiao Jiuer's words, he felt his scalp numb.

Mingruo quickly analyzed the ingredients of Xiongfeng San. The effect of the medicine is similar to that of beauty cream. They both follow the routine of "medicine cannot be stopped". Mingruo put the poured medicine powder back into the bottle, then put the small medicine bottle aside with a sealed bag.

That night, the group of people changed into black clothes, and Mingruo gave each of them a black mask with extremely high protection level. When it was Yan Zhaobai's turn, Mingruo paused: "Fifth Brother."

"Stop talking nonsense, bring it." Yan Zhaobai pulled out the mask from Mingruo's hand and put it on like the first year of junior high school. "If you go, I will go. If you don't go, I will stay with you in the inn."

Ming Ruo was really worried about Yan Zhaobai, who was so-called specialized in his profession. He might be an excellent general, but he might not be an excellent secret guard. Facts are better than words, and her worries are unnecessary. Although Yan Zhaobai's martial arts are not as good as Si Haochen, he is still comparable to Chuyi and the others. He climbed over the wall, sneaked, and slapped people. He was very skilled in every business.

This village is built at the foot of the mountain, a little far from the surrounding villages, and is very empty. Moreover, the patrol staff are dense, so it took some effort to sneak into the village.

I originally thought it would be so difficult to get into a farm, and it would be even more difficult to get into that workshop. But I didn’t expect that the closer I got to the workshop, there were no one patrolling nearby.

However, Mingruo had long discovered that something similar to "toxic miasma" was spread all around the small yard. If you don't take the antidote, you will be hit as soon as you get close to it. Mingruo sent Linglong to clear the obstacles, and Si Haochen made a gesture to ask everyone to stop first.

When you come outside the courtyard wall where the workshop is located, you can smell a scent of fishy smell, which looks like burnt pork.

Si Haochen took Ming Ruo to a banyan tree in the small yard. The tree was huge, and there was no problem for the others to hide.

The moonlight is good tonight. With the lights flowing out of the workshop window, you can clearly see the movements in the yard.

A carriage was parked in the yard, and it was filled with three good coffins. Five or six big men came forward to "carry goods", and four people needed to work together to lift them up. These big men had red belts on their waists and red hair belts on their heads, which looked a little weird in the dark.

"Why do you always get this thick coffin back and get it back to death..."

"The thin coffin contains poor people, each of whom is as thin as a bamboo pole. Can you have two taels of oil on your body?" said another big man.

"Too."

"The weather is getting hotter and the smell is getting worse..."

Several people quickly ‘unloaded the goods’ and began to remove the nails nailed on the lid of the coffin. After the coffin was opened, they directly carried the body to the workshop. Then there was a rumor of chopping melons and vegetables. After a while, the fishy smell came out of the workshop became even heavier...

If you are sure that this is where they make the paste, there is no need to stay for a long time. Si Haochen just issued the order to 'evacuate' here with gestures, and more than a dozen people lit lanterns and torches into the courtyard.
Chapter completed!