Zhuang Rou's internal strength wandered inside Wu Xiaofu's body, and the bones, internal organs and flowing blood were all clear in her mind.

Other internal power masters can at most use internal power to check whether the person has broken bones or suffered internal injuries. It is impossible for her to be as familiar with human bodies as she does.

No one who practices martial arts will go to mass graves to remove corpses all day long, and even the evil demon sect will not do this.

They don’t care where the human internal organs grow, just one move will break them all.

At this time, Zhuang Rou's mind was filled with the girl's body, which was about the same age as Wu Xiaofu, and was carefully comparing the place where the internal force swept.

There were no foreign objects in the stomach and intestines, but she was afraid that insect eggs would mix in it, so she cleverly shocked the stomach and intestines with her internal strength.

Wu Xiaofu felt a sensation of bloating in his abdomen, a little nauseous and wanted to vomit, and a little soreness. After all, it made her feel uncomfortable.

Zhuang Rou ignored her. After the internal energy reached her head, she immediately discovered a foreign object.

A piece of linear thing wrapped around the surface of her brain and didn't move at all. This is the red nematode.

"Oh!"

Zhuang Rou suddenly shouted, exerting force, and the internal force instantly attached to the red nematode. It struggled desperately, and the power far exceeded its tiny body, which surprised Zhuang Rou.

If it weren't for her internal strength that was a long time ago and was deep enough, the red nematode would have been able to break free from the internal strength and go around in her mind.

Those who were parasitized by it at that time would become fools even if they did not die.

Although the red nematode is struggling to the death, she can only tremble slightly and cannot hurt Wu Xiaofu at all, but it also makes her whole body twitch uncontrollably.

After suppressing the red nematode, Zhuang Rou considered where the worm had to be taken out. She couldn't make a hole in Wu Xiaofu's head, right?

After thinking about it, she wrapped the red nematode with her internal force and slowly moved it forward, intending to walk through her eyes.

The red nematode, which was not stimulated by the leader, did not suck the brain and ate himself to be obese. Now it was like a slightly thick cotton thread, crawling out along the edge of the eyeball.

Wu Xiaofu, who was pressed on the table, felt his eyes very itchy. She couldn't move all over and could not rub it with her hands, so she could only blink hard.

After a moment, she felt a chill and screamed in panic, "Zhuang Rou! Something is coming out in my eyes. Please let me go, it's so terrible!"

Zhuang Rou is concentrating on driving away the insects and has no time to pay attention to her.

As more and more red nematodes emerged, Wu Xiaofu saw wisps of red things in his eyes, which were red nematodes.

She screamed with a wow, such a disgusting and terrible thing actually came out of her eyes!

In Wu Xiaofu's extreme fear, the red nematode, which looked small but had a lot of tentacles, finally came out of her eyes, like a ball of remaining embroidery thread, pressed on the table by internal force.

"Bang."

With a slight sound, the red nematode was crushed by internal force, spewing out a little red liquid, which was so flat that it stuck to the tablecloth.

Wu Xiaofu also felt relaxed and suppressing her internal strength to disappear.

She immediately rushed away, screamed against the wall, constantly wiping her eyes with her hands, and was so panicked.

Zhuang Rou didn't dare to retract her internal strength, for fear that the insect would not be stiff, so she suddenly rushed towards her face.

She pressed the insects, pulled the tablecloth up and wrapped the insect corpse, picked up the candlestick and lit the tablecloth.

The flames calmed Wu Xiaofu a lot. She leaned against the wall and watched the tablecloth burn on the table. The fear in her heart was comforted by the flames.

Zhuang Rou also looked at the fire, and did not dare to let go of her internal force at this time. She thought that at most, she would burn the table together, and was unwilling to go over and throw the burning tablecloth to the ground.

The smoke floated out and the fire became bigger. As the table was about to turn black near the source of the fire, it was about to ignite.

Suddenly, a scream of shock and anger came from the door, "What are you doing? Will you just stand by and watch when you leave!"

When Zhuang Rou saw that it was a female official from the Princess's Mansion, she rushed in, grabbed a feather duster and hit the tablecloth on the ground, then turned around and rushed outside and shouted, "It's time to go out, it's time to go out!"

The tablecloth that fell on the floor tiles was almost burned, and there was nothing else to burn, and it gradually turned into ashes.

The people from the Princess's Mansion had heard fussy screams here, but they didn't come to see what happened. The annoying guy was just unpopular.

Now that it was changed to water, everyone rushed over with buckets, and when they entered the house, they poured onto the fire.

The fire was not big, but it was not a trivial matter. The female official and the maids were in a mess, pouring the floor of the entire room a layer of water, and then they felt relieved.

Zhuang Rou and Wu Xiaofu had already run to the yard to stay. They told the female officials that the fire had been extinguished and it was useless. In the end, they alarmed Princess Rongbao.

Wu Xiaofu was extremely happy at this time. The happiness of no insects on his body was beyond imagination.

Even if the entire princess's mansion was burned down due to this fire, she wouldn't care. If Zhuang Rou hadn't been by her side, she would have even wanted to run away in the chaos now.

"Why are you going to leave? Are you okay?" Princess Rongbao asked with concern.

Zhuang Rou responded, "It's okay. We just wanted to use candles to make plum blossoms, so we dripped wax on the tablecloth, but unexpectedly it started burning."

"Why is such a big person still playing with fire?" Princess Rongbao was speechless. Isn't this something that only a three-year-old child would do?

Zhuang Rou smiled embarrassedly and said apologetically, "I lived too poor when I was a child, and I didn't have any oil lamps. I could only borrow the moonlight to see things at night."

"When someone is doing something idle and goes to help with work, you can pick up a wax head as big as a finger, and you will feel like you're so lucky to use it."

"I suddenly had a whim today and caused this."

Princess Rongbao had never heard of such a pitiful thing. She couldn't help but say pity, "It's so pitiful. I didn't expect you to have such a hard time before."

"Come here, I'll send you ten kilograms of good candles to Princess Ronggui later, and then take a piece of white jade to play with it." She immediately asked the maid to prepare.

This place was flooded with water and could no longer be occupied at night. Princess Rongbao asked the maids to clean up a courtyard again and let Zhuang Rou live there.

She was very interested in the hard days mentioned by Zhuang Rou, but now it was getting late, so she agreed to talk to her about this matter tomorrow.

After such trouble, Wu Xiaofu, who had just driven away the insects and was exhausted, yawned and threw himself on the bed, and planned to have a good sleep.

Zhuang Rou reminded, "This is my bed, and the maids all sleep on the couch outside, or make a floor in front of the bed."

"The bed is so big, why should I be afraid of something. Besides, I am no longer a maid now. Why should I be obedient if I don't have insects? The sky is high and the birds fly, don't disturb me to sleep."

Wu Xiaofu pulled up the quilt to cover his head and fell asleep.

After a while, she snored, and it seemed that she hadn't had enough sleep for several days.

Zhuang Rou didn't want to squeeze with her, so she saw a small study in the house, so she walked over and took out paper and pen and ink.

Then she rolled the edible treatment in an iron tube, opened it, pressed it with paperweight, and then started grinding the ink and copying it.

Although Wu Xiaofu can run away now, Zhuang Rou does not intend to let her go.

If she was asked to run away, the leader would definitely have to change to another person to stare at him. No one else is as useful as Wu Xiaofu.

At least she could know from Wu Xiaofu if the leader had any movement to him. She would not know nothing about him.

Anyway, this epidemic treatment is useless. After copying a copy, Wu Xiaofu took the original book back and handed it to the leader to gain some trust.

Regardless of whether the leader wants this epidemic treatment or not, it always makes Wu Xiaofu look like he is not so useless.

Zhuang Rou had read this book before, but was not very interested. She just read a few pages casually at that time. Now she has to copy it down, so she can only read it carefully with her teeth.

This copy took a whole night and made her eyes blurry.

When it was dawn, Zhuang Rou suddenly found two prescriptions related to locusts in an inconspicuous place in the book.

One is called Qinglocust powder, which is made of more than a dozen medicinal materials ground into powder and mixed. She has never learned the name of the medicinal materials and does not recognize them all.

The method is also very simple. Pour the locust powder into water, soak it for twelve hours, and pour it into the soil in the fields to kill the insect eggs. If it is sprinkled on the crops, adults will die if they eat it, but it is harmless to the crops.

Another recipe is to burn it, and the smoke generated will attract locusts to throw fire.

Zhuang Rou was a little ashamed. How big the fire would be to avoid being extinguished by the locusts that were rushing in.

She turned back and thought that behind her was a recipe for raising locusts.

After turning all the remaining pages, I couldn’t find the method of raising the Blood Locust King. Instead, I saw the word “middle book” at the end of the book.

Unexpectedly, there were two other volumes of this thing. Zhuang Rou was silent and felt that the national teacher in the imperial tomb was too unreliable. Why did she bring a book to be buried? Shouldn’t it be that all of them should be buried with her?

Forget it, it would be nice to have a prescription.

Zhuang Rou stared at the contents of the book and suddenly had an idea. If she took out this recipe and wiped out the locust plague earlier, even if she couldn't catch up with the spring plowing, she would still make do with summer seeds.

In this way, in winter, plus the grain from the government, there will be no starvation to death in winter.

But then she thought that the people of Qingliang Kingdom would not pay attention to her, and the national teacher was the one who released the locusts. As long as he said something, it would be impossible for this to happen.

Not to mention that Emperor Hongye was not a good emperor who loved the people as much as his son. How could he easily open a warehouse and release grain after hearing a few words from him?

Handing over the locust control prescription will only make the leader release the bloody Locust King, or use other means instead, and then there will be no way to stop him.

Although it is just the middle book of epidemic treatment, Zhuang Rou has copied the prescriptions inside. There are many plagues that are more severe than locust plagues. People will die as long as they are involved.

Picking out any one from it is hundreds of times more terrifying than a locust plague.

Zhuang Rou thought about it over and over again, but finally thought that handing it over to her brother was the best way.

Based on her understanding of her brother, if she really had something to do with Qingliang, she would not stand idly by.

Zhuang Rou sighed. She shouldn't have interfered in the affairs of Qingliang Kingdom. She was not interested in fighting for power and profit. To put it bluntly, the more chaotic the Qingliang Kingdom, the more suffering the people live, the more beneficial it will be to Dahao.

But the suffering is all about the people. No matter how big the famine is, it will not be hungry for those who are arrogant.

She has seen all these things when Yizi eats each other or eats Guanyin soil until it is swelling and swelling, and is as thin as a firewood to press the ants to death with her fingers.

Suddenly, Zhuang Rou remembered that the ant egg tasted a bit sour and tasted OK.
Chapter completed!