The powdery mist that Yang Xingzhou poured out of the bamboo tube was a powerful anesthetic specially prepared by him and Cheng Lingsu. This anesthetic was mixed with the sap of the Seven-Star Begonia tree by Yang Xingzhou. Although the proportion of doping was very small, the Seven-Star Begonia was different from the Mysterium.

After the medicine was mixed together, the potency of the drug was incredibly strong. A little anesthetic on a fingernail could paralyze several elephants.

Even because the force of the anesthetic is too strong, the body of the poisoned person will be stiffened by the force of the drug, and he cannot even move a little finger or open his mouth to speak.

Cheng Lingsu was greatly surprised by the strength of this anesthetic. He once said to Yang Xingzhou: "Brother, if this medicine is combined with Ma Fei Powder, I am afraid it will be very convenient for surgical acupuncture techniques."

Yang Xingzhou said: "Then record it and pass it on to future generations for practice!"

Because this drug was so amazing, Yang Xingzhou specially prepared a lot of it, packed it in a small bamboo tube, and carried it with him.

This time when I came to Hefu, the drug finally came in handy.

"Doctors are not scary, but doctors who can prepare all kinds of poisons and poisons are so scary!"

Looking at the stiff and motionless guards around him, Yang Xingzhou was also surprised by his own methods: "Sure enough, if a martial artist can also use poison, the lethality is not ordinary! If Zhang Wuji in Yitian can use Wang Nangu's Poison Sutra

He is so good at using it that he is probably invincible in the world and no one dares to provoke him! Whoever dares to disobey will be given a packet of poison and his opponent will obey him! It's a pity that most of Mr. Jin's protagonists are trash, and a huge situation is wasted!"

Thoughts raced in his mind, and his body turned into a black shadow and rushed toward the courtyard.

Heshen's mansion was so big. Yang Xingzhou searched inside for a long time before he found two people sitting opposite each other in a Nanmu Zhai. They were two people playing Go. One was Fukangan, and the middle-aged man opposite him

The man's face was as good as a jade, his brows were clear, and his demeanor and appearance were even better than Fu Kang'an's. At this time, he was holding a Go piece in the air with his forehand, but he couldn't put it down no matter what.

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"It seems that this one is He Shen!"

Yang Xingzhou glanced at He Shen and said with a smile: "You two are the best in the world, so leisurely and elegant. They held a candle and talked in the middle of the night, and they lived really coolly!"

The bodies of these two people could not move, but their eyes could move. After seeing Yang Xingzhou, both of them had extremely horrified looks in their eyes, and their foreheads were sweating, especially Fu Kangan's, sweat beads on his forehead.

It rolled down, almost blinding my eyes.

"Master Fu, your skills are quite good!"

Yang Xingzhou looked at Fukang'an who was sweating profusely and marveled in the air: "Speaking of which, this Chen Jialuo is really a waste. He can destroy the big situation I specially created for him. He is really useless as a scholar."

.Although he has good martial arts skills, he is still a rotten scholar and is of no use. Yu Wanting is so stupid that he will pass the position of chief helmsman of the Red Flower Society to him!"

While he was speaking, he already had a cold dagger in his hand, and said with a smile: "This is a dagger I found in a treasure house in Liaodong. It can really cut gold, jade, and iron like mud. It can be called a miracle."

It is a sharp weapon. When I saw you two today, I was very excited and wanted to use this dagger!"

While speaking, he pointed the dagger in his hand at Fu Kang'an's right ear and said with a smile: "I cut off one ear last time. Cut off this ear again today. That's called symmetry. Master Fu, do you want it?"

Try to see if my knife is fast?"

Fukangan glanced sideways at the dagger in Yang Xingzhou's hand for a moment, then turned his eyes and looked behind Yang Xingzhou.

When a person cannot speak, his eyes often become an important tool to express his meaning. Yang Xingzhou glanced at Fu Kang'an and said with a smile: "Do you want me to turn around and look behind you?"

Fukangan's eyes blinked one after another, it seemed that Yang Xingzhou was right.

Yang Xingzhou was surprised and said, "Even if I turn around, can you still attack me from behind?"

As he spoke, he turned his palm over and found a small silver mirror in his hand. This silver mirror was only the size of a palm, but its light could detect people. It was not much different from Yang Xingzhou's glass mercury mirror in his previous life. At this time, the silver mirror

The mirror was held in the hand and gently raised in front of the person, and the things behind him were reflected in the small silver mirror.

What appears on the silver mirror is a character. The font is hard and thin, like a knife cutting it with an axe, and it has a tough and old-fashioned flavor.

When Yang Xingzhou first saw these fonts, he didn't think there was anything wrong. However, after seeing clearly the sentences composed of these fonts, his body suddenly shook. The silver mirror in his hand was unsteady and fell to the ground.

Fortunately, he reacted very quickly. He lowered his palm and picked up the silver mirror. After staring blankly at Fukangan for a moment, he put away the silver mirror and dagger, slowly turned around and looked at the wall behind him.

There is a large piece of rice paper on the wall. There is a poem written on the rice paper. This poem is called "Qinyuanchun". In fact, this poem has been around since ancient times, which is not enough to surprise Yang Xingzhou. What surprised him was the content of this poem.

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I saw lines of big characters on the rice paper arranged in order: The scenery of the North, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow, looking at the inside and outside of the Great Wall... The country is so beautiful that it attracts countless heroes to bend their waists... They are all gone, and there are many romantic figures, but also

Look at today!

After reading this poem from beginning to end, Yang Xingzhou's blood boiled and his body trembled slightly. He looked carefully at the signature and found that it was written by Fu Kang'an.

"Fuck!"

Yang Xingzhou turned to look at Fukangan, with a look of extreme surprise on his face: "Can I still meet fellow countrymen here?"

The anxious look in Fukang'an's eyes disappeared, replaced by curiosity and exploration, as if he was curious about Yang Xingzhou's origins.

Yang Xingzhou took out an antidote and stuffed it into Fukangan's mouth and said, "Borrowing a corpse to bring back a soul?"

It took a while for Fukangan to recover. He let out a long sigh, stood up slowly, and whispered: "Brother Yang, let's go down and talk!"

When he got up and walked out of the house, Yang Xingzhou suddenly said: "The king of heaven will defeat the tiger of earth!"

Fukang'an shook his head and laughed, saying: "The pagoda suppresses the river demon!"

As he walked, he said: "Brother Yang, isn't it a bit vulgar for us to use secret codes like this?"

Yang Xingzhou turned a deaf ear and said, "How many Penguins do you have?"

Fukang'an said: "Two, Brother Yang, do I need to tell you a few jokes for you to listen to? Do you want me to tell a few Guo Degang cross talk?"

Yang Xingzhou sighed, tried hard to suppress his shock, and said, "No, if you can say these words, it is enough to prove your identity."

He looked Fukangan up and down, then walked out of Nanmuzhai with him and entered a small courtyard. Fukangan stood in the middle of the courtyard, looked up at the sky, and said lightly: "Brother Yang, you won't do it again."

Are you going to kill me?"

Yang Xingzhou shook his head and said: "I will return to my fellow countrymen, and I will kill you if I kill you. These are two different things. If you let this country follow the trajectory of history, I will definitely not be able to spare you!"

Fukang'an said: "It is very difficult to overthrow this imperial court. Yuan Shikai spent many years of hard work to truly shake the foundation of the Qing Dynasty. This shows how difficult it is to change dynasties."

He stood with his hands behind his hands, looked into the sky, and sighed: "At first, the Manchu Qing Dynasty made it difficult for people in the Central Plains to grow braids, but now if we want people to lose their braids, it is actually as difficult as shaving their hair and changing clothes. Later General Feng Yuxiang, in order to make people lose their braids.

I don’t know how much money was spent on cutting off the braids of my soldiers. When their braids were cut, countless soldiers cried and cried bitterly. Hehe, it is easy to kill people, but it is difficult to kill people with braids in their hearts!"

Yang Xingzhou was surprised: "Brother, what do you do? You seem to be much more knowledgeable than me."

Fukangan lowered his head and said: "I used to be an online writer who wrote historical novels..."

Yang Xingzhou was in awe: "Brother, he is actually a scholar, so disrespectful!"

Fukang'an smiled and said: "Literati? Internet writers are more worthy of being called literati? They are worse than wage earners. It is difficult for middle- and lower-class Internet writers to make a living!"

Yang Xingzhou laughed loudly: "That's better than me. At least you know some twists and turns in history and know how to do things..."

At this moment, the lights in the wing room next to the courtyard came on. A man put on his clothes and opened the door. He looked at Yang Xingzhou and Fu Kang'an and said, "Brother, you are here!"

The sound is none other than Cheng Lingsu.

ps: It will be on the shelves this Friday. The data of this book is very strange. It goes up and down. I have no idea how many first orders it can get. It is already 300,000 words. When it is put on the shelves,
Chapter completed!