The toxins in the body are somewhat powerful, and the suppressive effect of internal energy is not great. The numbness begins to subside after the peak, but it is like peeling off a cocoon, very slowly.

Qin He estimated that he would have to lie on the ground for the night.

But it didn't matter to him that the danger was over, he would just sleep wherever he lay.

Thinking like this, Qin He fell asleep soon after, using his inner energy to protect his heart just in case, and ignored the poison.

…

Besides, these four people, Xu Changan, are in bad luck.

I don't know what method the imperial court was trying to use, but the blood stains and footprints stretched all the way, and I chased him for several hours. According to this method, the blood of a normal person would have been drained long ago.

But this is not a serious crime. It is impossible to catch up with such a serious injury.

But if you think you can't catch up, the blood on the ground after chasing him was very fresh, and it looked like it had just been shed.

At first he felt very hopeful, but after several hours passed, Xu Changshou felt that something was wrong. In all likelihood, he was being tricked.

He had a wide circle of friends and heard many strange stories, but he did not dare to tell them. The sky gradually turned white, and Chang Baihu's face became darker and darker.

Obviously the target was very important to Chang Baihu, otherwise according to Feiyuwei's behavior, he would have chased him out of the confines of Tongzhou City and withdrew his troops.

Normally, this group of people wouldn't even bother to go to Forty-Nine City.

And this land has already left Tongzhou, and followed the Grand Canal all the way south to Tonghui.

It's useless to talk more, just grit your teeth and chase after it.

Just like that, seven or eight people in the group chased him for half an hour.

"Whoa whoa……"

At this moment, a rooster crows from nowhere in the wilderness.

I heard a "plop" in front of me, the sound of something falling to the ground.

The crowd cheered up, took out their swords from their sheaths, and gathered around in the direction of the sound.

It's not far, just a few dozen steps away.

At first glance, there was a "person" lying on the ground, with blood in his arms, a face painted red and green, eyes, nose, ears, mouth, head, body, hands and legs... Oh, the skin is yellow, the bones are bamboo,

On her feet is a pair of embroidered shoes.

This is a paper person!

He was holding a dead deer in his arms, and the blood was still flowing.

Everyone was dumbfounded. They chased this thing all night long.

Chang Baihu's face turned completely dark.

There is no need for people to look for it. After being played with for a whole night, even an ant would have run away long ago.

The matter has come to this, and this is the only way it can be done no matter how unwilling it is.

The crowd found a dock, Chang Baihu showed his token to commandeer a ship, leaving Xu Changshou and four others behind, and returned north without success.

It wasn't that he left four people behind on purpose, but that the boat was too small to accommodate so many people.

Xu Changshou and the other four were unwilling to ride in the same boat as Chang Baihu, who was in anger, so they were relieved.

The shipping fee was a bit expensive, so four people worked together to collect the shipping fee, unlike Chang Baihu, who requisitioned it as soon as the token was displayed.

They are both on government pay, so the gap is so big.

Naturally, the four people on the road couldn't help but talk about the paper man. It was a really evil thing. You have to be good at talking about this. You can tell stories at any stall in the alley.

While they were talking, the old boatman at the stern of the boat suddenly interjected: "Guards, are you talking about the cicada technique?"

When the four of them heard this, they became interested and quickly asked what the Cicada Clothes Technique was.

The old boatman was also talkative, so he told them the origin of the cicada-clothing technique.

It is said that thousands of years ago, the eighteen provinces of the Eastern Han Dynasty were divided into three dynasties.

Zhuge Shenji left the Qishan Mountains for the sixth time and made a Northern Expedition to the Central Plains, but failed. Finally, during the Sixth Northern Expedition, he became ill from overwork and died of illness in the army at Wuzhang. In order to prevent the Shu army from suffering losses on the way back to Hanzhong, Zhuge Shenji

Before his death, Ji gave secret instructions to Jiang Wei on how to retreat.

Jiang Wei followed Zhuge Shenji's instructions. After Zhuge Shenji's death, he ordered craftsmen to imitate his example, using the skin of a golden cicada as paper, yellow bamboo as bones, burning willows as ink, and fox armpits as paper figurines.

Face, made a paper man.

The specific secret technique is unknown. On the day when the Shu army retreated, Zhuge Shenji, wearing a feather fan and silk scarf, was seen sitting firmly in his car and commanding the army to attack and kill, just like usual.

The enemy army looked at the Shu army from afar, and saw that the troops were neatly organized and in great display. They also saw that Zhuge Shenji was commanding with determination and did not dare to act rashly.

That night, Zhuge's magic machine became more powerful and appeared in front of the enemy's camp. The enemy was so frightened and suspicious when they saw this that they were afraid of being ambushed. They packed the camp tightly and could not get out.

There was a stalemate like this all night. At dawn the next day, there was a sudden rooster crow. The enemy army discovered that Zhuge's magic machine suddenly fell under the horse, but the guard general ignored it and fled on horseback.

The enemy commander hurriedly ordered people to go out of the camp to check, and found that the person who fell from the horse turned out to be a paper man.

The enemy commander realized that he had been deceived and hurriedly led his troops to pursue him, but it was too late. The Shu army had already evacuated overnight, and the camp full of torches was empty.

It took a long time before news came that Zhuge Shenji had died the night before the Shu army evacuated.

This is the origin of the Cicada Clothes Technique.

This technique originated from Zhuge's secret technique, and later spread to the people, forming many left-sect schools.

Imitation of human appearance, words and deeds, making it difficult for people to distinguish between true and false, so that the golden cicada can escape from its shell, so it is called the cicada clothing technique.

After listening to this, the four of them understood what they were talking about after a busy night, and they had gained a lot of experience.

Although I gained nothing, I had something interesting to talk about after dinner and tea.

…

Late autumn has not yet arrived, the south wind is still there, the boat goes smoothly, and the four of them soon return to Tongzhou Pier.

After getting off the boat, we hurried back to the crematorium.

We were off duty last night, and it would be very bad if something goes wrong again.

Fortunately, the crematorium was safe overnight, and the four of them breathed a sigh of relief. After a sleepy night, all of them were exhausted, so they managed to collect the ashes, paid them copper coins, and then went back to their homes.

Before Xu Changshou left, he thought of Qin He and said to himself that this silly boy went out last night and didn't know if he was back.

It was interesting to be friends with Xu Changshou, so he came to Qinhe's crematorium.

I opened the door and saw that this silly boy was there, holding a bowl and smelling it.

"What are you smelling?" Xu Changshou was a little surprised.

"Master, it's... uh, sour milk." Qin He saw Xu Changshou coming in and put down the bowl.

By this time, the poison had been cured and his mouth was back to normal. He was about to eat breakfast, but he found that the yogurt tasted a bit strong.

I don’t know if it’s a technical issue or a raw material issue.

"yogurt?"

Xu Changshou's curiosity was aroused.

He often drinks sour bean juice, but this is the first time he has heard of yogurt. Milk is said to be drunk by the Rong people in the grassland. Occasionally someone sells dried milk in the market, which is quite expensive.

Xu Changshou picked up the bowl, smelled it, and asked, "Can I drink it?"

After chasing him all night, he was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back. Moreover, he was severely eaten by Qin He last time, and he had just paid another boat fee, and now he didn't even have breakfast.

A bowl of milk in hand, ready-made.

"It should be okay, where's the milk?" Qin He said uncertainly.

"Then I won't be polite."

Xu Changshou no longer regarded himself as an outsider. He raised his neck and drank the yogurt cleanly. He licked his lips and handed the bowl back to Qin He. He said, "Your milk is not sour. It's a bit stronger."

A little bit over the top.”

Qin He took the bowl and scratched his head, not knowing what the problem was.

…

at the same time.

Niu Xing.

The shopkeeper, Miao Yongde, woke up more than half an hour late. After washing up, he was chatting with Nao.
Chapter completed!