Liaozhai: I just want salted fish with invincible magical powers

Chapter 333
Senior official Ximen?
Hu Qian was startled immediately, and when he saw the beautiful woman in front of him with an expectant face, the confusion in his mind immediately receded by three points.

"I... am Wu Dalang? Or when I was about to be poisoned to death?"

He immediately wanted to use the magical power of nightmare prayer, but his eyes were wide open, and Pan Jinlian on the other side didn't respond at all.

"Da Lang, what are you doing looking at the slave family like this?"

What about my tip?What about my supernatural powers?

Without supernatural powers, there is no way to open the Hutian space, but Shen Yuzhen and the others are still in it.

"It's...too hot, wait a while."

"Dalang, this medicine should be drunk while it's hot."

As he spoke, he brought the bowl to Hu Qian's mouth.

At this moment, there was only a squeak, as if someone opened the door, and then it was the old woman's voice.

"The sleeves of my old clothes are tight, please help me to change them."

Pan Jinlian immediately stood up and took two steps towards the door, then she turned her head and said to Hu Qian as if remembering something, "Da Lang, take a rest first, and come back when you go to the slave's house."

After speaking, he opened the door and left without looking back.

Seeing her appearance, she probably went on a tryst with Ximen Qing again.

Hu Qian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

If Pan Jinlian wanted to forcibly pour medicine just now, his dying body would not be able to resist no matter what.

But after hiding this time, what can I do next time.

I remember that in the original book, after Pan Jinlian gave Wuda medicine, she was afraid that he would not die, so she covered him with a quilt, and finally died of bleeding from the seven orifices.

Now his own sick body, let alone Pan Jinlian, has no ability to resist even a seven or eight-year-old child.

How to find my previous supernatural powers.

Does it depend on practice?

But the previous channeling power didn't respond in the slightest at the moment.

He thought and thought, and suddenly thought that the previous fusion of the world was mainly due to the lack of belief in gods, could it be that this is also...

【Faith Accumulation Begins】

[Guiding magical powers unlocked]

The prompt that appeared suddenly made him hopeful.

It seems that you really need to accumulate faith.

It's just that the first one who can use supernatural powers turned out to be guidance.

If only swordsmanship would be fine.

After thinking about it, who would believe in him when he was about to die.

Taking a step back, even if he is not dead, will anyone believe in the three-inch Dinggu bark?
and many more!

There is one person!

Wu Song!

At this time, Wu Song should still be on his way back from Tokyo, and the far water can't solve the near fire.

This is how to do?
After thinking about it, we can only stabilize Pan Jinlian first, and we must wait until Wu Song returns anyway.

But I remember that the book said that Wu Song came home forty days after Wu Dalang's death. Now that I am in this body, let alone forty days, even four days are difficult.

While thinking about countermeasures, he channeled Qi into his body, exhaling and returning to the essence.

Because I practiced for a long time in my previous life, I finally got some benefits.

After an hour, I felt the tightness in my chest gradually dissipating, and my breathing became much smoother.

It's just that the hands and feet still can't be controlled, so they can only stare at the spider above the head.

At this time, Pan Jinlian pushed the door open and walked in, the blush on her face was still there, but it was quite interesting.

Just thinking about this woman's mind full of wanting to take her own life, Hu Qian felt that her face was full of fake smiles.

"Da Lang, Wang Ganniang's clothes are not easy to change, so the servants kept them for a while longer."

Hu Qian said: "Miss...the ingenuity, being able to marry...the lady is really a blessing I cultivated in my previous life."

A hint of disgust appeared on Pan Jinlian's face, and she brought the cold medicine to the stove again to heat it up.

Hu Qian continued: "I usually... have thick hands and feet, and I have caused a lot of trouble for my wife. Now I am bedridden, so I need to take care of my wife."

Pan Jinlian said: "Don't talk about it, Dalang, let's rest for a while."

Seeing that she was still in a hurry to heat the medicine, Hu Qian's heart shuddered.

This vicious woman seems determined to put me to death.

Even if Ximen Qing is Pan Lu Deng Xiaoxian, this Wu Dalang has always been kind to you, how could he be so cruel.

In desperation, he had no choice but to continue: "At this point, I know that I may not live long. After I die, the poor lady will be a widow."

Pan Jinlian seemed not to hear it at all, and brought over the hot medicine, with a look of concern on her face, but no tenderness in her hands, she suddenly supported Hu Qian to sit up, and took the wheat bran full of hair oil. A pillow rests around his waist.

"Come on, drink it while it's hot this time."

Hu Qian said: "It's better to write you a divorce letter while I'm alive, you live the life you like, and let me fend for myself."

Pan Jinlian's movements finally stopped, but then she brought the bowl in front of him again, "Don't talk nonsense, Dalang, let's get well soon."

Seeing that the woman didn't drink oil and salt, Hu Qian's heart moved, he took a sip of the medicine in his mouth, and then spit it out suddenly.

"This medicine is too bitter."

"Good medicine tastes bitter, and it will be better if you drink it."

Then he came to feed Hu Qian again.

Hu Qian cursed secretly, knowing that he must not fall out with her at this time, so he took another sip, and then still spat it out.

Spit directly in her face this time.

Her veins suddenly popped up, and when she was about to attack, Hu Qian said again: "This medicine is too bitter, lady, please put some sugar in it for me."

Pan Jinlian responded, got up and put two spoonfuls of brown sugar.

Hu Qian didn't say much this time, and drank it all in one gulp, but he didn't swallow it. Instead, he pretended to be exhausted, raised his head and touched the medicine bowl, causing him to hit the ground.

Pan Jinlian groaned, and subconsciously followed the place where the bowl fell.

Hu Qian immediately tilted his head and spit the potion into the bed. Although it was damp and sticky, he could only bear it to save his life.

Pan Jinlian turned her head and saw that he seemed to be dying, so she put the bowl on the table and waited quietly for his smoke.

Hu Qian knew that he must not act weak at this time, otherwise the vicious woman might cover her with a quilt.

"My lady, where did you get this medicine?"

"It's from Langzhong Li's family. It's specialized in treating heartaches. Dalang takes a few more doses, and he can get out of bed in three days."

"Yes, I feel better now."

Seeing that he spoke smoothly, Pan Jinlian felt suspicious, and it was difficult to check it in person, so she said some things.

Hu Qian said: "My lady, it's getting late, you should go to bed earlier."

After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes and fell asleep, while paying attention to Pan Jinlian's movements, while secretly practicing Qi.

If Hu Qian really got angry and yelled, Pan Jinlian had to cover his mouth if he couldn't say it.

But now Hu Qian is in good spirits and shows no signs of being poisoned. Pan Jinlian is really guilty and dare not go forward, but quietly backs out.

I found the paper bag that contained the arsenic before, and it was indeed used up.

Could it be that the high official Ximen took the wrong medicine?

She waited for a while, and seeing that Hu Qian hadn't had an attack, she opened the back door and walked around to Wang Po's shop, and quietly told about it.

The two were also very strange, and decided to ask Ximen Qing to get the medicine tomorrow.

When Hu Qian heard that she was going out, he knew that the doom in front of him was narrowly escaped, so he hurriedly practiced before the next bowl of poison arrived.

After one night, all parts of the body have regained consciousness.

He tried to touch his right hand with his left hand, but he could barely do it, and wanted to pinch it hard, but he couldn't do it for the time being.

As soon as Pan Jinlian opened her eyes, she tiptoed over to check on Hu Qian's situation.

Hu Qian said: "Lady, you are too tired, why don't you sleep more."

Pan Jinlian said: "Da Lang is sick, the servant should take care of him."

She exhaled through her nose, looked out of the window as she spoke, and then turned to wash.

Hu Qian didn't dare to delay any longer, and immediately continued to practice.

When breakfast was served, he hesitated for a moment, but still ate some.

It's just that he chewed very slowly, and only dared to swallow when he caught a glimpse of Pan Jinlian eating.

After a while, Wang Po's voice suddenly came from below.

"Miss, do you have ready-made shoe samples at your house, you can borrow them for me."

Pan Jinlian said: "Here we come."

Then he hurried downstairs.

Hu Qian knew that she was going to discuss poison schemes again.

If poisoning doesn't work, maybe the knife will be used directly.

After all, Ximen Qing also has some martial arts skills. If he came to fight in the middle of the night, Hu Qian would absolutely be unable to resist at this time.

At noon, Pan Jinlian did not come back.

After another half an hour, I slowly walked upstairs.

Hu Qian glanced sideways, her skirt was all crooked, it was obvious that she was having an affair again.

"Dalang, wait for a while, the slave family will cook right away."

Dude, no explanation this time.

Hu Qian naturally didn't bother to listen, and only raced against the clock to practice.

When eating lunch, Hu Qian still just chewed without swallowing, and he relaxed his vigilance a little after Pan Jinlian ate.

Shen Yuzhen and others were trapped in the magic pot of the pot and were waiting for him to rescue them, so they couldn't die in the hands of this woman.

In addition, if Daifuku and others may also be in this world, I just don't know what it will look like.

All in all, you have to unseal the supernatural powers, and then go to them as soon as possible.

In the evening, Pan Jinlian brought soup and medicine again.

"Dalang, it's time to take the medicine."

Hu Qian secretly clenched his fists, secretly calculating whether his current physical strength could kill the woman in front of him.

After hesitating for a moment, he dismissed the idea.

"My lady, you are so kind to me."

"Don't talk nonsense, Da Lang, drink it while it's hot."

"Is this the medicine from yesterday? Will it be too bitter?"

"Don't worry, sugar has been added."

"Thank you, lady." After speaking, he sat up by himself and took the soup.

Pan Jinlian was taken aback, but before she could react, the medicine in her hand had already been taken by Hu Qian.

Hu Qian's mouth had already touched the decoction, and he suddenly withdrew it, "Lady, I've been in bed for a long time, and my body is itching badly, why don't you help me take a look."

As he spoke, he lifted the quilt to reveal his body.

Pan Jinlian turned around immediately.

Hu Qian knew that this would be the case, and immediately poured the medicine into the cup. In order to avoid the other party's suspicion, he only sipped some of it on his lips.

"My lady, I'm done drinking."

Seeing Pan Jinlian turn around, he wiped his mouth, returned the bowl, and covered the quilt with his body, so as not to be seen by her.

When Pan Jinlian left, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his stomach, a sweetness in his throat, and he almost vomited blood.

Fortunately, the medicinal property is not enough, otherwise it will be fatal, otherwise all previous efforts will be wasted.

This poisonous woman!

If she was asked to get the medicine a few more times, even if Hu Qian was not poisoned to death, he would still get sick from being covered by the damp quilt.

As soon as he thought about it, he moaned and chirped on the bed.

After hearing this, Pan Jinlian ran up the stairs.

Hu Qian didn't dare to lie down, so he half-lyed on the bed, closed his eyes and said, "My lady, I feel uncomfortable in my heart, it seems that I'm about to die."

Pan Jinlian said: "Maybe it's because the medicine has worked, maybe if you sweat at night, it will be fine."

Hu Qian didn't answer, just hummed.

Because she was sitting, Pan Jinlian didn't dare to come forward to cover her, not to mention seeing that he couldn't open his eyes, thinking that he must die at night.

"Sit down and rest, Da Lang, I will invite the Lang to come!"

After speaking, he hurried downstairs, opened the door and went out.

As a result, I didn't come back after a long time.

In the middle of the night, this poisonous woman must not be able to go to other places, and most likely went to find Wang Po.

Sure enough, after a while, two footsteps sounded downstairs.

Then I saw Pan Jinlian and Wang Po walking up slowly.

Hu Qian knew that he must not be too sluggish, but he must not be too energetic, otherwise he would startle these two, and he might not be able to think about it.

"Wang Ganniang is here, please sit down."

Wang Po and the two were shocked.

When he looked up, he saw that Hu Qian hadn't opened his eyes, so he was slightly relieved.

"Da Lang, your wife said that you are seriously ill, please take a look at me."

Hu Qian said: "Thank you, Ganniang Wang, alas, I'm afraid I won't live until tomorrow night, if I go, please ask Ganniang Wang to take care of my wife."

After finishing speaking, he hummed and chirped again, ignoring what the two of them said.

Wang Po played tricks on Pan Jinlian, and Pan Jinlian said: "Da Lang rests first, and the servants will send Wang Ganniang off."

When the two reached the back door, Wang Po whispered: "Looking at this, I'm sure we won't be able to survive tomorrow. Once this three-inch man dies, the lady and the official can be a long-term husband and wife."

Pan Jinlian smiled at first, and then worried: "But Wu Er is not easy to get along with, so I have to trouble Godmother to come up with a countermeasure."

"What's so difficult about it, when Wu Da died and his body was burned, how could his uncle still guard his sister-in-law for the rest of his life.

But after three to five days, he couldn't find the horse's feet, so he left. At that time, the lady and the officials can do whatever they want. "

"If the slave's family really married into a high-ranking official's family, they will never forget the great kindness of the godmother."

Wang Po curled her mouth and said, "It's like honey has been wiped on my little mouth now, I'm afraid I'll forget about my old body by then."

Not to mention the beautiful life that the two of them are looking forward to in the future.

Hu Qian practiced non-stop around the clock.

At dawn, relying on the experience of the previous life, he finally recovered.

He pinched the bed board under him, and with a sudden force, the bed board broke with a sound.

Not to mention, although this Wuhan University is ugly, it has a lot of strength because it has been fighting with each other all year round.

"Dalang..."

Perhaps it was because she heard no movement upstairs, and Pan Jinlian had not yet walked upstairs, so there was a cry in her voice.

However, when he came up to see Hu Qian sitting on the edge of the bed in good condition, with all his clothes on, he was startled immediately, with his cherry mouth open wide, unable to speak for a long time.

"Da Lang, why... how..."

Hu Qian said: "Last night, I thought I was going to die, but I sweated all over, so I'm fine."

As he spoke, he touched his heart, "It's just that the kick in my heart still hurts.

Alas, I regret that I didn't listen to my brother. Before he left, he told me not to argue with others when something happened, and to make a theory when he came back. "

When Pan Jinlian heard Wu Song's name, her face immediately turned pale, "Da Lang, do you really want to tell uncle?"

"If you tell him, with my brother's personality, troubles will arise, and it's not good for you.

For the sake of husband and wife, why don't you just break up with that Ximen Qing. "

Pan Jinlian squinted her face and eyes, and was about to speak.

Wang Po's voice sounded again outside.

"Mr. Ximen, why did you come here at this time? The sour plum soup I prepared for you is already cold."

The sound fell, and there were footsteps below.

"Senior officials, why are you so anxious, the Wuhan University doesn't know if it's dead yet."

"It's not what you said, he must not survive tonight.

If this is the case, I will make out with my wife on the spot, so as to comfort his spirit in heaven. "

However, when he came upstairs, he was stunned when he saw Hu Qian sitting there.

(End of this chapter)