"Well!" Murong Xue emphasized his head and said one word after another: "This cedar picture is not simply painted in ink. The ink is mixed with poppies in the painting."
"Poppy? What's that?" The general's wife frowned in confusion.
"It's a kind of poison, people will become addicted slowly after taking it, and they can't quit it anymore. With the increase of toxins, people will become thinner and weaker, and their body will become weaker and weaker. Turn a martial arts master into a waste person ... "Murong Xue said word by word, slowly walked to the cedar figure, took off the red jade hairpin in the hair bun, and gently used the hairpin tip on the cedar figure Scratch, a little white powder puffed down ...
Mrs. General reached out to catch a little powder and twisted it carefully. A wisp of breath flew out of her fingertips. The powder was indeed medicine foam, not paper foam.
Mrs. General's complexion instantly became very ugly, and she did not blatantly harm her husband, so she used this kind of conspiracy and tricks to do it. It was really insidious and deceitful.
Mrs. General reached out and pulled off the cedar picture, tearing it sparsely in two or two times, countless white powders floating out of the painting, and sloppyly scattered around, Mrs. General ’s face was even more ugly, even with so many poppies She wanted to put her husband to death.
He shook his hands and threw the shredded paper into the brazier, and it burned cleanly. He repeatedly confirmed that there was no residue. The general lady looked up to Murong Xue: "Xueer, your uncle did not take poppy poison, but only in the room where it is. Sitting there for a long time, it should be fine ... "
Murong Xue shook his head: "After the poppy arrived on the painting, he radiated a poisonous breath outward. Uncle sat in the study for so long, he was inhaling the poppy poison every day, I was afraid that it was already poisoned deeply ..."
Shen Yue was less than forty years old, and was in a period of energetic vigour, but he was tired from looking for a fence, and he did not recover after a day and night of rest. Since then, he has a face every time he appears in front of people. Tired and haggard, everything is enough to prove that he was poisoned by poppies, and the poisoning was quite deep ...
Normally, he came to the study every day to inhale the poppy poison, his body and complexion tended to be normal. Others could not see his strange appearance. But in the past few days when he was looking for Ali, he did not come to the study and did not get poppy poison. Problem ...
The thing that Murong Xue thought about was also thought by the wife of the general. The only luck left in her heart disappeared, and the black face was about to drip ink: "Who wants to harm the husband?"
Naturally, it is Shen Yue's enemy, or someone who doesn't like him!But this coverage is too large, and I can't find many eyebrows in a while: "It is imperative to find the uncle and help him get rid of the drugs!" Murong Xue said with a word and a serious look.
"Detoxification?" The general's wife frowned slightly, obviously not understanding the specific meaning of Murong Xue.
Murong Xue smiled softly: "The poison of poppy can't be solved, it can only be forced to abstain, the specific implementation method, when I see my uncle, my aunt will understand!"
"Well, let's go find your uncle now!" The general's wife whispered, grabbed Murongxue's hand, and took her to walk quickly out, while walking: "After quitting the poppy poison, you Uncle will return to the beginning? "
"This ... I dare not guarantee it, it depends on the uncle's physical condition!" Shen Yue sucked poppy for more than a year, and his body has had a lot of problems. Before he diagnosed Shen Yue carefully, Murong Xue really I dare not guarantee anything: "However, I will try my best to restore my uncle's body to the best ..."
"That's good!" The general's wife was relieved, Gao Xuan's heart was slightly lowered, and she took Murong Xue out of the study. A slender figure came from the opposite side. The beautiful face, the murderous momentum, was Shen. Yan.
Seeing Mrs. General, Murong Xue hurried out together, Shen Yan puzzled: "Mother, cousin Xueer, you are so hurried, where are you going?"
"Go to your father, is he still in the barracks?" The general's wife took the lead in speaking: A few hours ago, the husband learned that something was going on in the barracks and required him to deal with it personally. He took the two guards to the barracks in a hurry.
Shen Yan heard, and was slightly startled: "Daddy has come back long ago, hasn't he returned to the house?"
"No." Mrs. General shook her head. She had been at home all the time, and she never saw Shen Yue coming back ...
"Where did the father go?" Shen Yan frowned slightly. "Did I meet my friends halfway, chat with them, go drinking ..."
"Impossible, you look at the current time. It's too late for lunch and too early for dinner. How can he go to drink with friends ..." Mrs. General shook her head to reject Shen Yan's guess.
"Where did the father go?" Shen Yan frowned more tightly: When his father left the barracks, he wrote two urgent important letters and prepared to send them to Beijing, because he was not assured of the lieutenant next to him. I found an urgent soldier of 800 li, so he failed to come back with his father. According to his father's speed, he should return to his house half an hour earlier than he ...
"Your father has an accident, something happened ..." The general's wife said incoherently, her eyes full of anxiety.
"Mother, don't worry, my father's martial arts are so high, and there are guards around him, and there will be no accidents." Shen Yan quickly stepped forward to comfort the general's wife.
"If it had been before, my uncle should haven't been in trouble, but now it won't work. Uncle's body has been poisoned by poppies for many years. His body has relied on poppies. He hasn't smoked poppy breath for many days. Hair, uncomfortable life is better than death, when the time comes, anyone can put him to death ... "Murong Xue suddenly opened his mouth, a rare dignified color flashed in the cold eyes.
Shen Yan's eyes flashed: "Really?"
"It's true." Murong Xue focused on his head and looked at the general's wife, Shen Yan said: "Aunt, cousin, think about where your uncle usually goes, or where he is most likely to be! Yue It ’s better to find your uncle as early as possible. ”There are so many things in the military camp. Shen Yue ’s expression has also been very tired. It is basically impossible to go to the middle of the road to drink tea and chat with his friends. He has not seen anyone until now.
Shen Yan realized the seriousness of the matter, quickly calmed down, and raised his eyebrows to contemplate: "Father will not meet friends at this time, restaurants, teahouses can be eliminated, father never buys clothes, clothing shops can also be removed ... Although his father likes Calligraphy and painting, but calligraphy and painting is in the completely opposite direction to the general palace, he is not likely to turn to calligraphy and painting ... "
"Wait, the painting and calligraphy you said, but the place to sell paintings and antiques?" Murongxue interrupted Shen Yan's words and looked at him in an instant.
"Yes." Shen Yan nodded gently: "The calligraphy and painting is the largest calligraphy and painting shop in Liangcheng. The calligraphy and painting and antiques in it are mostly treasures. The father's cedar picture was bought from there ..."
Murong Xue heard the words, his eyes cold and squinted sharply: "I think I know where my uncle is now."
Shen Yan's eyes flicked: "Where?"
Murong Xueying opened his lips lightly and spit out three words coldly: "Calligraphy and painting."