People in a village by the Jishui River were poisoned, and half of the village was affected. The government could not find any useful information, so they sent someone to notify Lin Su. Originally, this matter was not within the jurisdiction of Liumen, but the water quality could be tested by a doctor.

, it was found that it contains a variety of highly poisonous ingredients, including snakes, scorpions, centipedes, toads, spiders, and almost every poisonous insect with a name you can think of.

The highly poisonous poison polluted the river water. Lin Su first thought that it was some evil person in the world who was causing trouble. After hearing the government report, he had a vague feeling that the poisoning incident was closely related to the six-door encirclement and suppression of the Huangquan Demon Sect.

At that time, Snake Man, Scorpion Woman, Guan Shangmo, Ke Yuntian and several unnamed demon cultivators were all masters of poisoning. Even the masters in the world could not bear the poison, let alone ordinary people.

Leading Ding Jiu to inspect the small river, they found dozens of poisonous needles in a shallow river down from the cave entrance. Officials Shangmo and Ke Yuntian accidentally fell into the river when they used the poisonous needles, and the villagers drank the river water by mistake, causing the poison.

Fatal death.

After checking back and forth three times to confirm that there were no poisonous needles in this section, Lin Su breathed a sigh of relief, unwrapped the package, and sprinkled several bottles of white powder. The powder dissolved in water and instantly became colorless and odorless.

Ding Jiu helped to finish all this and asked doubtfully: "Mr. Lin, didn't you say that this operation was related to demon cultivators? How..."

Lin Su held a poisonous needle and shook it, "Isn't this something related to demonic cultivators? The demonic cultivators of the Huangquan Demonic Sect left countless poisonous needles here. Because of this, dozens of people suffered misfortune. Those who died

The family members of the family feel the same as you. Revenge is your mission, and saving people is also your responsibility. It is because you inherited my skills that you entered the world of martial arts."

Ding Jiu shook his indifferent attitude. He was obsessed with revenge and couldn't help himself. He didn't care about the outside world. He didn't have any sympathy when he heard that half of the villagers died. This was a kind of obsession. He was not like this before.

"Thank you Mr. Lin for your enlightenment."

Lin Su said with satisfaction: "It's good if you can wake up."

Just as he was feeling happy, many dark-skinned villagers wearing coarse linen clothes ran out of the bare woods, "Okay, I finally caught you. If you dare to poison the river where we drink water, take them to see the officials."

Hearing this, Lin Su was stunned for a moment. He had just persuaded Ding Jiu to be too involved and didn't notice the sudden arrival of the villagers. It was a mistake and unbecoming of a man. He then raised his hands and explained to them, "Fellow, I misunderstood. We are here to clean up the poisonous river."

A good doctor is not a poisoner."

"What nonsense, Erzhuang, arrest them." A large group of villagers wielding sickles, hoes, poles, and rakes approached step by step, weapons placed on their necks, and the nearest big man pulled out a thumb-thick weapon.

When Ding Jiu was about to move when the straw rope came over, Lin Su stopped him and signaled him not to move.

A group of villagers tied up the two people tightly and sent them to the village. A man with quick legs quickly ran to report to the official.

The village is very simple. It is supposed to be a harmonious village. Dozens of corpses are placed at the entrance of the village. Two or three feet apart, there are more than a dozen living people who look like dead corpses with purple and black faces. If it weren't for the faint rise and fall of the chest, they may not be alive.

People regard them as living persons.

A thin young man wiped his tears and kicked Ding Jiu, and scolded angrily: "Look at the good deeds you have done, are you satisfied? Thirty-seven people in our village died at once, and sixteen more people will not survive."

Yes, it’s all your fault.”

The people guarding the corpse over there became excited and angrily wanted to come up and beat them. Fortunately, a white-bearded village chief stopped them, "Stop, stop, it's all fate. Their life and death are decided by the government, we can't

If you beat someone to death, it would be a serious crime."

"Village Chief, they deserve to die. They are almost causing harm to our village. If they are killed, I will bear the responsibility."

The old man trembled and said, "No, we must abide by the law and not be reckless."

Everyone begged, but the old man refused to let go. It was obvious that he was a principled person.

Lin Su looked at the black and smelly corpse lying on the ground and asked Ding Jiu: "Do you feel familiar when you see them? They are the same as your sworn brother. Those crying villagers are not you."

How did you cry and yell in front of me back then?"

Ding Jiu lowered his head, vaguely feeling guilty, and then said with sharp eyes: "Master Lin, Ding Jiu knows, Ding Jiu must not let hatred blind his eyes."

Lin Su nodded and said to the village leader who captured him: "Brother, there is a bottle of white powder in my package. Please help me by pouring water into the mouth of the poisoned villager."

The man was indifferent and stood straight.

Lin Su added: "Look at how those people are looking. They will be gone in no more than a quarter of an hour at most. Why not give the powder a try, maybe it can save people."

A few people put it all together, it was hopeless anyway, so there was no harm in giving it a try. Maybe this person's conscience found out that the antidote was given to them.

"Be honest and don't use your head." The thin young man kicked Lin Su and Ding Jiu in the butt respectively, rummaged through the package, took out a bottle filled with white powder, took a mysterious sniff, and repeatedly confirmed with Lin Su.

Someone got a jar of water and poured half of the powder into it.

"If you have more, you can make two cans." Lin Su pointed at the side.

The young man turned a deaf ear and scooped out a spoonful and put it into the mouth of the most dead person. He gave it three spoonfuls in a row. Lin Su asked him to stop before he stopped.

This man was so poisoned that in the eyes of the simple villagers, half of his body had already been buried in the soil. Unless there was an elixir, no one would be able to recover.

But for such a "terminally ill" person, after just one cup of tea, his purple-black complexion became lighter, and his breathing became more vigorous. The villagers were overjoyed and fed other villagers water from the jar.

When the young man saw that the villagers were getting better, he felt relieved and looked up at Lin Su happily, "Although you are not a kind-hearted person, the important thing is that you know how to go astray and know how to return. Of course, this cannot offset the wrong things you have done."

Lin Su smiled bitterly, why didn't these people believe what he said?

After waiting for half an hour, the first person woke up, followed by the second, then the third, and those who were still breathing all woke up, but their eyes were dizzy, their noses were bleeding, and their lives were in danger.

Not long after, the official arrived.

The villagers simply told what they saw. The official frowned and pointed at Lin Su's nose and scolded: "There are many lonely old people in the village. How can you do this? Aren't you afraid of retribution for doing such unscrupulous things?"

Lin Su said: "My lord, you have misunderstood. We are here to investigate and solve poisoning cases. We are really not the murderer."

"You mean they also misunderstood you?" The officer opened his eyes wide.

Lin Su couldn't help but feel depressed. Why didn't anyone believe what he said? With a force of his hand, he broke the straw rope and scared everyone away. Then he took out a token and threw it to the officer, saying: "We are indeed not the murderers.

.”

"Sir, sir!" The official officer was almost scared to drop the token in his hand. He immediately nodded and bowed to give the token. The young man who kicked Lin Su's butt muttered: "You are also official officers, why didn't you tell me earlier."
Chapter completed!