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Chapter eight hundred and third release from prison

"Young Master." After experiencing these continuous things, A Si has also changed his words: "Do you dare to be sure, it will be safe for us to walk on the small path?"

I wish he could say frankly, according to Lord Xu's logic, I'm afraid I'm not dying faster, right?

Although the official road is called the official road, it is not something that can only be taken as the officials and priests. There are countless people who walk up there in order to seek peace.

But in order to escape from the tracking of those weird people, Lord Xu actually fell into depravity and ran to this remote dirt road. It is still a matter of whether he can avoid the tracking of those people, but the possibility of being targeted by bandits has increased greatly.

"Unsure." Xu Linxia said the truth, it was a blessing or not, it was a disaster. If his departure from the capital, who was ordered by the emperor, really touched anyone's interests, he would not be able to escape the misfortune even if he ran to the ends of the world.

There are other reasons why he walked on the path: "I'm not trying to hide from someone's pursuit. But don't you think that from now on, you'll change the waterway on the banks of Lishui?"

A Si was speechless. He naturally could not have any answer. After all, only Xu Linxia was lying in front of the case to study the route: "The subordinates were incompetent."

In the dark prison, the thick door was finally slowly opened again. However, everyone seemed to have agreed to the fact that the opening of the Tianwang door was only to send people in, and I have never seen anyone picking up.

Even if you are waiting for death, you are most afraid of the word "habit". A door that can penetrate the light once became the vitality that everyone pursues just because of its actual appearance.

But now, this light can only make the vision in front of you clearer, and it seems that nothing can be done.

Hua's lips were already pale. If a lantern could shine on one side of his cheek at this time, he would find that this was a more terrifying face than a dead person.

Once the backlash of the witch doctor's technique begins, the speed cannot be described in words. Hua leaned his body, which was only half of his life, on the wall. This wall that was once despised by Hua has now become all his external force support.

"Open the prison door." The person who spoke was Eunuch Lu. Once such a whispering voice was released, it would be enough to attract everyone's attention.

Eunuch Lu pinched his nose and started nagging: "What does this smell like? It smells so bad."

The Taoist priest who was meditating raised his eyelids and said, "Why are you so cute, why are you still coming to the prison for?"

"You death row prisoner, you actually dislike our family?" Eunuch Lu pointed to his nose. He didn't believe that such a arrogant tone would be spoken from the mouth of a death row prisoner who was approaching.

The Taoist priest complained: I just disliked you for disturbing my cultivation. But his current situation could not be worse. The Taoist priest still restrained his temper and still closed his eyes.

Let the prison door in front of him be opened, and several people walked in one after another.

Eunuch Lu was so tired that he was even more reluctant to stay here. He only pointed at Hua, who seemed half dead in his eyes: "What are you still standing there? Take him away quickly."

These people came to find Hua, which was not beyond the expectations of the Taoist priest. Or, the reason why he showed such a contemptuous attitude was just to let Eunuch Lu take Hua away from this ghost place as soon as possible.

But he did not need to explain these thoughts to anyone, including the core of the entire incident, and the Taoist priest did not mention them at all.

If there is something that is different from what he thought, it seems that the time when His Majesty sent someone was too late.

Is it really that difficult to let the Lord of Nine Five make a decision to overthrow his predecessors? The Taoist priest couldn't help but sneer after the footsteps were gone.

"I don't care what method you use, just extend his life. If there is any deviation, I will only ask. If the Imperial Hospital fails to do so, I will give up your position in one fell swoop and will never be allowed to become an official again." Ming Ye's words were still in his ears, which made all the people in the Imperial Hospital frightened.

Musiqi hugged his head and became stunned in front of the stove where the medicine was decocted. It only took a few days, but the white hair on his head grew in multiples.

His Majesty's emperor's order made Mu Siqi know that in His Majesty's eyes, this Hua should be more than just a witch doctor with unforgivable sins. However, he did not expect that now, seeing that his condition had not improved at all, he actually took him out for the first time.

What does this mean? It can only show that His Majesty attaches great importance to this witch doctor who is incompatible in the eyes of everyone. Now he is willing to take the fate of such a witch doctor to the entire Imperial Hospital. It can be seen how sincere His Majesty has to recover such a genius.

"Master Mo." Doctor Lu was the apprentice taken by Mo Siqi outside the palace. He recommended this miserable young man into the palace by strongly. "Don't you think... is there anything confused?"

Mo Siqi came back to his senses and quickly removed the medicine furnace for decorating medicine, trying to make a embarrassed smile, but the pressure was so high that even the arc of the corner of his mouth could not bend out.

He only sighed, but his eyes kept staring at the medicine furnace that emitted a scent of smell: "Why are you here?"

Doctor Lu did not reply, he didn't know what to say. Since yesterday, the atmosphere in the entire Imperial Hospital has changed. Not to mention what it turned out to be, at least it seems to be talking and laughing at first glance. Occasionally, some senior imperial physicians are willing to share some new prescriptions.

But now, the entire Imperial Hospital was dead, and each looked depressed, as if the sky had collapsed.

Doctor Lu just couldn't stand the depressing atmosphere and just came out for a walk.

"What do they say to me?" Musiqi asked back when he heard some gossip.

"Master, what are you talking about?" Something is really a turnaround. Even if Mosqi is willing to listen, he is unwilling to say it.

"Did someone say that I am a mediocre person and have implicated the entire Imperial Hospital?" Mu Siqi's voice felt bitter. He looked at the medicine furnace, and he added a spiced coptis chinensis in it without authorization.

The smell of coptis chinensis must have sealed his throat, otherwise where did this damn bitterness come from?

The purpose of his joining Coptis chinensis is also very simple, which is to make the annoying Hua suffer. That's all.

Coptis chinensis will not be incompatible with this medicine. In order to find out this, Musqi even tried it personally. Who told Nahua to show off his knowledge and wrote a lot of strange things, some things he had never heard of before.

Only by suffering can one relieve the anger in his heart.

"Master, don't worry about their people." Some people are like this. They can't eat grapes and say that the grapes are sour. When there are any difficulties, they will blame them on others.

From beginning to end, I wish I could take advantage of the benefits alone, but I could take a detour in all the difficulties. Fupin Chinese
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