While Yang Qiuchi was thinking about what to do next, Song Yuner was very excited because she learned a lot of knowledge about poisons. She learned martial arts so that one day she could walk around the world and be a hero, but this world was dangerous. If you understand some knowledge of poisoning and anti-virus, you might be able to use it when you walk around the world in the future.

Song Yuner asked happily: "Brother, besides what you said just now, what else can decide that a person will not get poisoned if he takes poison alone?"

Yang Qiuchi was very satisfied with her diligent study and asked questions. He nodded in praise and said, "In addition to the difference in dose size and individuality, it can also determine whether to be poisoned, the method of use can also determine whether to be poisoned. For example, many snake venoms will not be poisoned by swallowing them orally, but if they enter human blood, they can kill people."

"Lu Xueru used this medicine-based honey to apply it on the face of mouth and tongue sores, rather than taking it directly..." At this point, Yang Qiuchi suddenly stopped and repeated to himself: "The medicine-based honey..."

A flash of inspiration flashed in her head and she said damn, why did she miss this? Didn’t this original wife Fan say that she got a folk remedy, using honey to dispensate Lu Xueru to treat oral and tongue sores.

I only noticed the honey used to dispense the medicine, so why did I ignore the preparation? It is very likely that there is something wrong with the medicine used to dispense the honey, or there is something wrong with the folk remedy, or there is something wrong with the people who gave Fan’s folk remedy!

Yang Qiuchi carefully recalled the biological experiments performed in the small inn. After swallowing a lump of honey from Lu Xueru's porcelain bottle, the duck fell to the ground and died. In the experiment just now, the duck ate two lumps of honey and had to last a stick of incense. It can be seen that the bottle of honey in Lu Xueru was much more poisonous than the honey from Mrs. Wang's house.

It has been verified just now that Lu Xueru's honey was bought by Mrs. Wang's poisonous honey. The same poisonous honey but different toxicity shows that Lu Xueru's honey may have been poisoned by someone else! Moreover, the problem is likely to be in the other medicines in the folk remedy.

Now we must go to Fan immediately to find out what the medicine is and who gave it to him.

These things are complicated to say, but in a flash of light in Yang Qiuchi's head, he figured it out and said, "Go back to Beishao Village to find Fan's family right away."

Hu Jiang asked, "What? Is it still the poison caused by Fan?"

"No, it's very likely that there is something wrong with the medicine for honey!" Yang Qiuchi made a quick move, Hu Jiang and others immediately understood, and the group hurried down the mountain.

Before leaving, Yang Qiuchi told Mrs. Wang's family that although these toxic honeys cannot poison people, they are still toxic after all and will have an impact on human health. They will immediately destroy the toxic honey and cut off all the nearby oleanders to avoid bees collecting honey from oleanders in the next year. Moreover, it is best to use ducks to do an experiment to see if there is poison before selling them.

The old lady Wang family was almost arrested by the murderer who claimed to have poisoned him. He was really frightened. He was so grateful for Yang Qiuchi's finding out the truth and returning their innocence. Of course, he agreed to do what Yang Qiuchi said immediately. However, even if Yang Qiuchi did not ask this, they would destroy these toxic honey and oleanders. The old lady Wang family was still very responsible, and they would never make money from Jingliangxin.

Yang Qiuchi and his group rushed down the mountain and rushed back to Nanshao Village, where they came to Lu to learn Confucianism. Fan and Shen were temporarily detained here.

Yang Qiuchi didn't bother to rest. He immediately interrogated Fan: "What is the formula for treating the sores of the mouth and tongue for your master?" He paused and asked again: "Did you use the petals of oleander to crush them and combine them in honey?"

The reason why Yang Qiuchi guessed this is because oleander is a common Chinese medicine, which has the effect of analgesic and detoxifying swelling. Many traditional Chinese medicine prescriptions for treating boils include oleander (usually external use). However, embroidered peaches are poisonous. Chinese medicine is so mysterious. One more cent is poison, and one less cent is water, which is just right to cure diseases.

There are oleanders everywhere near Nanshao Village. Most people know that oleanders are poisonous. In the countryside, cattle and sheep often suffer from poisoning and death from eating oleanders by mistake. However, due to lack of medical treatment or belief in folk remedies, ordinary people often use oleanders as folk remedies to treat diseases. In fact, this is very dangerous.

Fan Shiqi said: "Sir, do you know this recipe too? This folk recipe works quite well."

"It works? It's very useful if you ask you to see the King of Hell!" Yang Qiuchi said angrily. "If you don't understand, don't believe in those folk remedies. Although this oleander has the effect of analgesic and detoxifying swelling, it is also highly toxic. If you use it improperly, you will die! Your master may have used your folk remedies!"

Fan suddenly cried in fear: "Sir, I really don't know. Some people used this clip to embroider peach blossoms as medicine introductions, but it was okay. I thought... I really didn't know."

This honey is poisonous, and Fan believes in folk remedies. He adds poisonous oleander petals to the honey, which adds poison to it. How could the old scholar Lu Xueru withstand it? It would be strange if he doesn't die.

If you misunderstand folk remedies, ignorance will kill people like this! Yang Qiuchi sighed secretly.

Hu Jiang also sighed: "It turned out that the bee and the original partner conspired to kill the old scholar Lu Xueru. I can't even think of this result even if I can't think of it."

Several detectives stepped forward and locked Fan's chains.

The concubine Shen started crying again and wanted to scratch Fan, and wanted to kill her to avenge their master, but was pulled away by Song Yuner.

Okay, the case is solved, I will go home!

Yang Qiuchi walked out of the room with a heavy heart. Somehow, he always felt something strange about the case. After walking a few steps forward, he suddenly stopped and stared straight at the opposite mountain.

Song Yuner asked, "Brother, why are you stunned?"

Yang Qiuchi did not answer, turned around and looked at the bush of oleander beside Lu Xue Confucianism. After looking up and down, left and right for a while, he walked over again, picked a leaf, held it in his hand and looked at it, frowned.

Song Yun'er knew that as long as his brother was in a daze like this, he was thinking about something strange. She was not surprised and did not bother him. She stood beside him and waited quietly for him to finish daze.

Yang Qiuchi suddenly tore the leaves in his hand into pieces, then put them in his palm and looked at them carefully, frowning even tighter.

After a while of dazed, Yang Qiuchi walked to Fan and asked, "Have you added anything else besides adding embroidered peach petal powder to honey?"

Fan cried and shook his head, his gray hair fluttered in the cold wind, which made people feel very sympathetic.

Yang Qiuchi asked again: "Who told you this recipe?"

"It's Zhao Banxian who tells fortunes at the village entrance."

"The fortune teller?" Yang Qiuchi was a little surprised, "Can the fortune teller see a doctor?"

Fan nodded and cried in a low voice.

Mili next to him was interrupting, "Young Master Yang, Zhao Banxian, who is the fortune teller in our village, is really capable. He is still secondary to the doctor. The most admirable thing is that he is very accurate in fortune telling."

When Song Yuner heard this, she became interested immediately and asked, "Hey! What are you talking about Zhao Banxian? Is fortune-telling really that accurate?"

This girl is fascinated by fortune telling, fortune telling, signs, and fortune, both ancient and modern, both in China and abroad.

Milizheng said, "Of course, it's accurate. Many people from all over the village are coming to him to tell fortunes. The nickname is Zhao Banxian." After a pause, he said, "This Zhao Banxian not only knows the fortunes accurately, but also can catch ghosts and cure diseases and eliminate evil. The Taoist method is powerful."

"By the way. A few days ago, I heard that Mr. Lu's concubine Shen accompanied Mr. Lu to Zhao Banxian to tell fortunes. Zhao Banxian said that Mr. Lu had a disaster this year, and I'm afraid it would be very sad. Although he solved it at that time, Mr. Zhao Banxian also said that this disaster may not be solved. As expected, this Zhao Banxian is really good at telling fortunes."

Yang Qiuchi remembered that they had just arrived in Beigen Village late last night to find Milizheng. When they told him that Lu Xueru was dead, Zuo Zheng once said to himself: "It's really powerful." At that time, Yang Qiuchi didn't listen to this inexplicable sentence, and was anxious to ask Lu Xueru's Confucians, so he didn't care. It turned out that he was referring to the fortune telling spirit of Zhao Banxian, who was telling fortunes.

Yang Qiuchi asked, "How did you know that Shen took Lu Xueru to find Zhao Banxian's fortune telling place?"

"Zhao Banxian said that he sighed to everyone, saying that Master Lu had a disaster this year. It was very dangerous and I am afraid that he would not be able to solve it. We should all pay more attention to Master Lu and tell him as soon as possible if there is any problem so that it can be dealt with in time."

Yang Qiuchi said oh, lowered his head and pondered for a while, and suddenly turned back to Lu Xueru's house.

Song Yuner, Hu Jiang, and Mili didn't know what Yang Qiuchi was doing, so they followed in.

The concubine Shen thought they had left and was humming a small song in her boudoir. Seeing Yang Qiuchi come in, she was a little embarrassed and raised her sleeves to wipe her tears again.

Yang Qiuchi was a little funny and asked Shen: "You took your master to find Zhao Banxian in the village to do the fortune teller, right?"

The concubine Shen glanced at Yang Qiuchi, slowly lowered her sleeves, her eyes were rubbed red, but she still had no tears. She said sadly: "Yes, I was going to calculate for the master. This time I started the escort exam, can the master be able to go high school? Unexpectedly, when we met, Zhao Banxian could see that our master had a disaster this year. Wuwuwu, I didn't expect that he would really calculate it for Zhao Banxian. Wuwuwu, how can I live in the future? Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu

Yang Qiuchi waited until her whistle was almost pulled, and then asked, "But I heard Mili say, didn't Zhao Banxian solve this disaster for your master? Why is it useless?"

"The explanation is the explanation, but Zhao Banxian said that our master's disaster this time is too great. If he really can't get over it, it's God's will. "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"How did Zhao Banxian solve this disaster for your master?"

"Get up an altar to catch ghosts and drive away evil spirits."

Song Yuner's eyes shone and she interrupted curiously: "How can Zhao Banxian catch ghosts and exorcises evil spirits? Is his Taoist art really that powerful?"

Mili, who was next to him, also interrupted, "Of course. Zhao Banxian, our Beishao Village, not only knows the fortune-telling, but also the ability to ask gods to catch ghosts. There is nothing in the four villages that don't know. Take this catching ghosts to treat evil and treat diseases. I have seen it with my own eyes more than once. Zhao Banxian chanted a spell to tie the ghosts on the patient's body to a piece of paper on the altar. He squirted the immortal water and sprayed the ghosts, and the ghosts suddenly showed their true colors, and their heads and bodies were separated, and they were bleeding."

Song Yuner listened with relish and asked, "How is it?"

Mi Zheng became more energetic: "Of course, I also saw Zhao Banxian use boiling fried ghosts with his own eyes."

"Rolling fried dunk?" Song Yuner asked in surprise.

"Yes, let's boil a pot of oil first. Zhao Banxian put his hand into the pot to try the oil temperature to see if the oil has boiled, and can it blow up the ghosts--that's a pot of green oil that is burning hot. His hand into the pot of oil was nothing. Do you think he is amazing?"

Miri was blowing her mouth and there was such a person in her village. She felt her face glorious when she said that, and continued excitedly: "After trying the oil temperature, Zhao Banxian cast a spell to grab the evil ghost on the patient's body, used the spell to lock the ghost on a bone, and then threw the bone into the oil pan to fry it. The little ghost in the bone screamed, rolled up and down, and was finally blown to death. The patient's illness was cured immediately. Do you think God is not a god?"

Yang Qiuchi interrupted and said, "It's really a god." He smiled and asked, "Can Zhao Banxian cure his illness?"

"Of course, Zhao Banxian can do everything by catching ghosts and curing diseases. If he has a minor problem, he can use his folk remedy to make use of it. If he has a big problem, he needs to catch ghosts and drive away evil spirits."

Yang Qiuchi thought for a while and said, "My teeth often hurt. When it hurts, it doesn't taste good to eat. In addition, I still can't sleep and have nightmares. You can take me to find Zhao Banxian, can you please?"

"Okay!" Miri was saying happily: "I'll take you there."

Yang Qiuchi said to the concubine Shen, "You can accompany us too and see the fun."

Shen originally wanted to refuse, but when he saw Yang Qiuchi's cold expression, he did not dare to refuse. He nodded and followed them out.

The group led the way from Mili to Zhao Banxian's house at the entrance of the village.

Zhao Banxian seemed to be quite rich in the village. He had several large houses in brick and tile structures, and a plaque hung on the middle of the gate, with four big gold words "Banxian descending to the earth".

There was an old lady named Sun who was specifically responsible for welcoming and seeing off guests. He heard that the old men in Yingtian Prefecture's yamen came to Zhao Banxian to exorcise evil spirits and treat the doctor. Sun's mother was so happy that she couldn't even close her mouth. She brought Yang Qiuchi and others into the house, and then ran outside to say that the village was sensation, and many people gathered to watch the fun.

Zhao Banxian was fifty outside, with one eye squinting, but the other one was blind. Hearing that it was the master of Yingtian Mansion that was coming, Zhao Banxian stood up and bowed: "See all the masters, I, the blind man, I, Zhao, have greeted you all here." He led the people to the living room and sat down.

Yang Qiuchi bowed and said, "Zhao Banxian, the magistrate of Hu Jiang and Hu, the Yingtian Prefecture Office, came to the tribute court in Guicun to Chalu, the old Fuzi Gongyuan. He heard that Mr. Xu had a strong magic spell, and he happened to be slightly ill at home. He just wanted to ask Mr. Xu to take a look."

Zhao Banxian heard that Mr. Lu was killed and sighed: "Oh~! God is so jealous of talent. This Mr. is the most knowledgeable person in our village. Oh~! It's so a pity~! I don't have enough magic power and I can't save him." After that, he shook his head again.

Rimi was sighing and said, "Life and death are destined, wealth and honor are in heaven. You can always calculate that he has such a disaster. This is enough to prove that you are indeed boundless in magic. Besides, you are revealing the secret of heaven, and it is already a great kindness to Master Lu."

The villagers watching in the yard outside the door also nodded and admired.
Chapter completed!