Boss, she was forced to be the wife

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the three of them changed.

When Dan'er, the most timid person, heard what the old man said, the cloth bag he had picked up suddenly fell to the ground.

Qiao Runzhi and Wei Xicai glanced at each other, obviously not believing what the old man said. Seeing that the old man went back to the house after finishing speaking, several people couldn't help but fell silent.

It's not like they haven't seen what the poisonous insect under Zhao Ziqin looks like.

It’s just scary to see it, let alone pick it up with your hands.

I just looked at Wanmoluo who was lying peacefully in the coffin. At this time, her body had been cleaned of the blood caused by the poisonous insects crawling out.

What is exposed on the skin are only the wounds where large and small poisonous insects have broken out of the body, and you can vaguely feel the figures of poisonous insects surging under the skin.

Qiao Runzhi gritted his teeth, looked at Wei Xicai and Dan'er and said:

"For the sake of my wife, I am willing to take out those poisonous insects. If Dan'er is afraid, please give me the bag."

Qiao Runzhi came to the front of the coffin, where Wan Mo Luo was lying on top of his head. The distance between the two corners was quite close.

Dan'er saw that Qiao Runzhi had made up his mind, and then looked at Wan Moluo, who was almost the same as a dead person in the coffin, gritted his teeth and walked over:

"Brother Runzhi, I'm with you. Although I'm scared, I can't just watch my wife die."

His teeth were chattering when he said this, but he just stood in that position without moving an inch.

When Wei Xi saw that both of them were ready, he didn't say anything more and walked towards the other corner.

Although he was disgusted by this thing, he was not afraid.

He has long seen how powerful Zhao Ziqin's poisonous insects are and knows how to avoid them.

As soon as a few people took their positions, the old man walked out of the house.

Seeing that several people had already arrived and stood in place, he nodded with satisfaction and evenly distributed the powder in the ceramic jar in his hands to the hands of Qiao Runzhi and others.

"This is medicine to avoid poisonous insects. After you stick it, the poisonous insects will not attack you, but you must also remember to put the poisonous insects into the bamboo basket quickly."

Qiao Runzhi and the others listened quietly to the old man's words and remembered everything he said in their hearts. When they looked at the old man, they saw him put down the ceramic jar in his hand and poured out a few pills from the gourd on his waist.

Meatballs.

I called the little monkey over, and the little monkey skillfully stuffed the beads into Wanmoluo's seven orifices, and then returned to the corner of the coffin as if he were flying.

Silence fell for a moment, Qiao Runzhi and the others looked at Wan Moluo motionless in the coffin, and time seemed to have stopped at this moment.

It's surprisingly quiet, but the quieter it is, the more frightening it is.

Everyone waited with bated breath, only to see Wan Moluo's body twisting subconsciously, making everyone who was originally very nervous almost jump in fright.

But after calming down and taking a closer look, she showed no sign of waking up at all.

But soon, the poisonous insects that Qiao Runzhi and the others saw scrambling to crawl out of Wanmoluo's body happened again.

Different from just now, this time the poisonous insects came out quickly and urgently, seeming to be frantically escaping from Wanmoluo's body.

"It works!"

Wei Xi just screamed, and then looked at the poisonous insect crawling towards her. When he was about to poke his head into the coffin, he grabbed it and quickly put it into the bamboo basket.

The feeling of the poisonous insects squirming in his hands just now made Wei Xicai feel sick, but fortunately it did not cause any substantial harm to himself. Instead, after he quickly put it into the bamboo basket, there was no more movement.

Seeing this scene, the three of them felt a lot relieved, thinking that what the old man said was indeed true.

Looking at the little monkey in the corner, he has already eagerly thrust his body into the coffin, fished out the poisonous insects with his dark monkey hands, and quickly put them into the bamboo basket.

Qiao Runzhi and Dan'er also had a lot of poisonous insects about to spread. Qiao Runzhi found the right moment to grab a handful and quickly put them into the bamboo basket. Dan'er imitated Qiao Runzhi and also picked up a handful.

Put in.

After adapting to such movements, several people moved very quickly and did not dare to stop.

The poisonous insects broke out of the body very quickly. It seemed that the body of Wan Mo Luo they had been living in had now become the devil of Hell. All the insects were trying to escape frantically.

At first, Qiao Runzhi and the others caught the overflowing poisonous insects with fear and disgust, but later they became numb.

Only the old man next to him was walking back and forth, replacing the full bamboo basket with a new one.

After changing the group, the number of insects crawling out of the coffin was significantly reduced. The little monkey couldn't wait any longer, so he simply jumped into the coffin and inserted all the poisonous insects that were half dead and had no strength to crawl out into his hands and took them away.

"That's almost it. You can go aside."

The old man's hoarse voice sounded, and it was only then that Qiao Runzhi and the others looked at each other numbly, with a hint of fatigue and helplessness in each other's eyes.

Under the high degree of mental stress and tense nerve work, their whole bodies almost collapsed as soon as they relaxed.

Then he looked at Wan Moluo inside the coffin - her body had tooth marks that were broken out after being bitten by poisonous insects of all sizes. As the poisonous insects broke out of her body, her body was already covered in black and red blood.

, gradually solidified, looking like a bloody man.

When Dan'er saw this, she didn't know whether she was scared or afraid of what had just happened. Tears fell down her eyes.

Qiao Runzhi and Wei Xicai remained silent until the little monkey caught all the remaining poisonous insects in the coffin and crawled out with satisfaction before they stopped.

The old man took a look inside the coffin and made sure that all the poisonous insects had been completely eliminated. Then he called Qiao Runzhi and others over and asked them to move Wanmo Luo away.

At this time, Wei Xicai and the others didn't have any temper. They just did whatever they were told. Without saying a word, they carried Wanmoluo out. When they arrived at the hut, they discovered that there was a big mouth in the middle.

The pot has a strong smell of Chinese herbal medicine.

The old man took a look at the water in the pot and saw that there was still a fire burning underneath. He nodded with satisfaction and said:

"Throw her in."

Hearing this, Qiao Runzhi and others opened their eyes in surprise. There was a fire burning under the cauldron. Are they trying to cook people alive?!

Seeing that Qiao Runzhi and the others did not act immediately, the old man's eyes widened, as if he was dissatisfied with their hesitation, and said in a bad tone:

"What are you waiting for?! Can't you wait until I throw her in myself?"

"We!"

Qiao Runzhi pulled Wei Xicai, who was about to speak, and signaled him not to say much. Then he stepped on the small stool and put Wanmo Luo into the herbal water.

I don’t know whether it was because the temperature of the water had risen a little, or because the wounds on his body were too irritating when they came into contact with the water soaked in herbs. Wanmoluo’s body trembled while he was in a coma, and his brows frowned subconsciously.<

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When the old man saw this, he nodded and pulled Wei Xicai and Qiao Runzhi out——

"You two bring these firewood into the house."

After saying that, he turned around and left without looking at their faces.

They were left looking at each other in confusion at the pile of firewood, which was as high as a wall.

When he entered the house, he saw Dan'er looking out curiously, and casually threw the fan on the side to him:

"What are you looking at? Use this fan to fan the air and don't let the fire stop! When the firewood comes, you add it and don't stop!"

Dan'er was frightened by the old man's sharp eyes, nodded hurriedly, sat on the small stool obediently, and began to fan himself conscientiously.

Qiao Runzhi and Wei Xicai still started moving. They were able to carry back a lot of firewood at one time. Seeing that everything was calm in the house, they did not dare to stop, so they had to keep going back and forth.

When the weird old man saw that everything was moving, he was not idle. He took out a stone mortar as big as a washbasin, opened one of the bamboo baskets, and took out the poisonous insects inside without waiting.

When the poisonous insects escaped, they were thrown into a stone mortar and crushed with a stone pestle. It was not until the remains of the poisonous insects turned into flesh and became sticky that they stopped adding new poisonous insects.

For a moment, there was a strange flow in the hut. Qiao Runzhi, Wei Xicai and Dan'er didn't dare to stop, and the weird old man didn't stop until the stone mortar was full of poisonous insects.

Then he turned around and poured the poisonous insect into the pot where Wan Mo Luo was sitting.

He had a cold and serious face, and Qiao Runzhi and the others did not dare to speak when they saw him.

They have no ability and can only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor. Now they can only place all their hopes on this old man.

One after another, the old man put in the spoonfuls of minced poisonous insect meat and stirred it evenly. Wanmoluo's brows were getting tighter and tighter.

After the last ladle was poured in, the old man concentrated on stirring the liquid in the cauldron, not forgetting to stare at Wan Mo Luo.

Her distress was palpable, her blood gradually surged, and she began to vomit profusely.

The black blood spit out from his mouth and flowed into the pot. He kept spitting out for a while. After the weird old man confirmed that no more black blood would spit out, he called Qiao Runzhi and Wei Xicai back and asked them to

Take Wanmoluo out of the pot and lay it flat on the bamboo mat bed.

But they could not stop, and were sent out to carry firewood again. At this time, there was only a small pile of firewood left in the small mountain. Qiao Runzhi and Wei Xicai felt that they were going numb but they did not dare to stop.

Come down.

Without Wanmoluo sitting in the pot, the old man stirred the pot of dark liquid even more vigorously, muttering something while stirring——

"All insects return to one, and insects return to the elixir to form"

Finally, Wei Xicai and Qiao Runzhi moved the last handful of firewood into the house, and the last handful of firewood was filled into the stove at the bottom of the pot. The three of them collapsed on the ground tiredly, watching in silence the burning stove.

The flames gradually extinguished.

By the time the flame went out, the liquid in the pot had already shrunk and evaporated, turning into a solid. By then, the weird old man was almost frying the contents of the pot.

After the flames were completely extinguished, the old man put the lid on the pot, then stopped, walked towards Wanmoluo who was unconscious on the bed, opened her eyelids, and took her pulse again.

"She will wake up soon, but she may not have any senses for the time being."

The old man was not in a hurry and spoke slowly.