Chapter 917: Who the Hell Is I?
In March, spring is strong, the drizzle in Jinse City is endless, and the flowers are blooming in the rain.
Zou Dui leaned against the railing of the drunken building, holding a wine glass and looking out of the building. The wind blew a drizzle, wetting his slightly pale face and coat. His clothes were already a little dirty and torn, slightly yellowish, and even more messy when they were wet by the rain.
Since leaving Zengjia Village, a month has passed, and the box has attracted a lot of cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods before and after, if it weren't for Zou Dui's real skills in hand, the box would not be able to be saved, and he and Fang Ping's lives would have been lost.
Now, finally arrived in Jinse City, Zou Dui already has a feeling of physical and mental exhaustion, and just wants to take a good rest.
The spring rain in March still had a slight chill, but Zou Dui was as unconscious as a stone blown by the wind and rain, motionless and letting the cold rain soak his body, frowning, and looking at the scenery outside the drunken building with lost eyes.
This world is extremely peculiar, it is an anarchic world, with no royal family, no emperor, no ruling class. Almost all young people in this world practice martial arts, and the protection of their lives and the protection of their personal and collective interests are basically related to their martial arts strength.
Zou Dui originally thought that going out for such a trip would have some effect on the recovery of his memory, but he still had no memory of this world, no matter what he saw, it was strange, and this world seemed to never exist in his memory.
"Daddy, what's wrong? Is there a way for the poison on Brother Zou's body?"
In the corner of the attic, Fang Ping asked an old man anxiously.
The old man looked at his early sixties, his hands were pulling through his head full of white hair, his expression was painful, his eyes were irritated, and he seemed to have encountered some problem.
When Zou Dui heard Fang Ping's words, he also came back to his senses, turned around and said, "Divine Doctor Fang, the poison in my house is not an ordinary poison, if you have something to say, please speak directly." ”
Hearing this, Doctor Fang shook his head and sighed: "The old man has diagnosed and treated countless incurable diseases, and there has never been a bad cure, but the poison on your body, the old man is really helpless, because this is not poisoning at all...... The old man can't tell what it is, but this is more than a hundred times more powerful than the most terrible poison in the world!"
When Fang Ping heard this, his face turned pale with anxiety. In the past month, Zou Dui's body has actually been affected by the poison she swallowed and has become not very healthy, she is worried about it and extremely anxious, but she didn't expect that her father's divine doctor, who had high hopes, would not be able to crack the toxicity in Zou Dui's body......
Zou Dui was extremely open-minded, in fact, from the moment he swallowed the blood-colored pill, he could feel that the blood-colored pill was by no means an ordinary poison, and he was ready to think that only the mysterious person had the only antidote.
"Haha" smiled, Zou Dui got up and said to Fang Ping, who had a gloomy face: "Life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky, and as long as I can complete the task, I may get the antidote." So Miss Fang, don't be too anxious. ”
As he spoke, Zou Dui arched his hand towards Doctor Fang and said, "Thank you Doctor Fang for your hard work in coming to diagnose and treat you, it's hard work!"
Divine Doctor Fang snorted coldly in his nostrils: "I'm not for you, if it weren't for my precious daughter begging hard, I wouldn't be so hard!"
Divine Doctor Fang's words were cold and arrogant, but he did have this capital, because he was a well-known "Thousand Poisons Divine Doctor" in the rivers and lakes, proficient in medicine and poison, even Zou Dui, who basically knew nothing about this world, faintly heard of his superb ability to use poison with one hand and save lives with the other.
Zou didn't care about the words of the other party's divine doctor, laughed, raised his left hand, and put the wine in the wine glass into his mouth. As soon as the wine was in his mouth, a sad look suddenly appeared on his face, and he squirted out all the wine in his mouth. It turned out that most of the wine in the wine glass had been replaced by bitter rain, and the taste was very strange, and he was stunned and didn't even notice it.
Zou Dui wiped away a little rain from his face, turned around and poured another glass of wine, and said to Doctor Fang and Fang Ping: "Don't talk about anything else, the journey is so hard, it's rare to eat and drink in the restaurant now, let's have a good drink today!"
Doctor Fang snorted coldly and said: "With your current situation, your body will gradually weaken, if you take good care of it, you still have half a year to live, if you indulge in lust and drink and eat, I am afraid that it will be your death in three months!"
Fang Ping also hurriedly persuaded: "Brother Zou, although my father's words are ugly, they are also for your good." You should still drink as little alcohol as possible and take care of your body. ”
Zou Dui smiled bitterly and said, "I really can't think of the big difference between living for half a year more and living for three months more, so I don't bother to pay attention to this and that, let's just do it casually!" After speaking, he drank the wine in the cup in one gulp.
Fang Ping was almost so anxious that he burst into tears: "Brother Zou, don't give up, we will definitely find a way......"
Zou Dui was stunned, and then smiled bitterly, but he didn't expect Fang Ping to think that he had given up on himself. Zou Dui was also afraid of the woman's tears, so he hurriedly put down the wine glass and comforted: "Okay, okay, I won't drink it." Don't worry, I won't give up, whether it's three months or half a year, as long as I can deliver the box to Emperor Wu, it'll be fine. ”
Under Zou Dui's persuasion, Fang Ping finally calmed down, but Zou Dui didn't dare to drink anymore. But it doesn't matter, he's not a good drinker anyway.
The old guy Fang Shenyi had a strange temper, and he lost no time in sneering again, and said: "It's not easy for you to deliver the box to the hands of Emperor Wu, not to mention some small shrimps, several famous figures in the martial arts today have also heard that the Tianji box is in your hands, and they may already be on their way." ”
"Daddy, can you say a few words!"
Fang Ping stood up angrily, very dissatisfied with Doctor Fang's poisonous tongue.
Zou Dui smiled bitterly, was silent and did not speak, he didn't want to worry too much about this smelly old guy, after all, he was Fang Ping's father, and he worked hard to come all the way to treat himself.
Turning to look at the continuous drizzle outside the building, most of the time, Zou Dui didn't like the cold and gloomy rain, but now he felt very similar to his state of mind, and the inexplicable anxiety in his heart did not fade with the passage of time, but became more and more intense.
At this time, the rain was continuous, as if the tears of a person with a blurred face kept falling in front of him, but he couldn't recall the memories of the past no matter what, this crazy feeling made him can't help but feel sad in his heart, almost crazy.
"Who the hell am I ......?"
Zou Dui muttered to himself, but no one answered him, neither Doctor Fang nor Fang Ping heard it, only the sound of wind and rain sounded softly between heaven and earth......