Those years when I was Cannon fodder

Chu Yu was a little stunned, and then she seemed to realize something and looked at the door of the courtyard. Sure enough, after a while, the third lady appeared.

She looked around suspiciously, but saw no one, with a hint of disappointment in her eyes, and asked,

"Xiaoyu'er, why are you staying so late today?"

Chu Yu looked at the sky, and sure enough, at this time in the past, they had already started to eat dinner.

She didn't panic. In such a situation, she had already thought of an excuse, "Mother, I was a little tired from work today, so I couldn't help squatting on the chair for a while, but fell asleep and just woke up."

As Chu Yu spoke, she couldn't help yawning. Even though she slept and the headache was relieved a lot, she still felt very tired.

The third lady no longer had any doubts. The tiredness on Chu Yu's face was too obvious. She shook her head and glanced at the yard that had not changed much.

Obviously not tired of pioneering wasteland.

"You don't know what to do this afternoon. Finish eating and washing up early, and then go to bed."

Suddenly, the third lady noticed the box that Chu Yu was holding in her arms.

Chu Yu, who never forgot to pay attention to her, immediately jumped in her heart and looked guilty and scared.

"Xiaoyu'er, where did you get this box? I didn't see you coming here with the box."

Chu Yu's eyes flickered, and she whispered, "Dad gave it to me, saying it's my birthday present this year."

"No wonder you are so tired today. Your father came to play with you, right?"

Chu Yu lowered her head, acquiescence.

"When did he leave?"

Chu Yu whispered, "Just now."

The third lady's face suddenly became ugly,

"Okay, Chu Feng, you are hiding from me like this, what about you, a big man? As for..."

The third lady gritted her teeth in anger, her voice getting lower and lower, and gradually Chu Yu could no longer hear it.

Not daring to provoke the third lady, who was clearly angry, she silently followed her with her box and returned to Qinglan Garden.

Chu Yu originally thought that the third lady would cross-examine her. About the matter of Father Chu, how could the third lady have a cold face at the dinner table and didn't say anything. This meal was extremely depressing.

Chu Yu was so tired that she didn't care to speculate on what the third lady would do. After washing herself up, she climbed into bed and went to sleep.

The moment she fell into the soft bed and completely lost consciousness, she was still thinking, would she be poisoned and have a high fever when she opened her eyes again?

So, when she woke up and found that she was fine and nothing happened, Chu Yu was surprised.

There is also a slight disappointment.

No!

Chu Yu patted her head, she was really dizzy, she was disappointed.

The body is all normal.

This shows that the third lady is no longer crazy, which is a good thing.

Don't you want to be abused to make you sick?

She probably had enough rest. Chu Yu only felt that she was refreshed and her thinking was two or three times faster than usual. During the class, Dr. Mo even complimented her in surprise.

Chu Yu smiled and said that she slept well last night, she didn't dream, and she was in a very good spirit.

Dr. Mo said that in the future, he should go to bed early and get up early. Don't think too much. If you think too much, you will be prone to insomnia and nightmares.

Obviously, Chu Yu was thinking about this kind of thing, and she couldn't hide from Doctor Xu, nor did she hide from Mr. Mo, who had been with her for five months.

After lunch, she took a short nap again, and finished her homework for the day. Only then did Chu Yu open the box containing the cloud shell paper with a solemn expression.

There is a cloud word she wrote yesterday.

There were two brushes, one of which was unsealed and washed cleanly. It was obviously made by Father Chu.

There are also five ink sticks and an inkstone for holding ink, which is obviously different from the inkstone she usually uses.

Chu Yu couldn't say any different ways.

Anyway, when these four treasures of the study were put out, I felt that they matched very well, and they should have appeared on the same table.

Chu Yu first opened it and looked at the piece of paper, and immediately couldn't bear to look directly at it.

The cloud characters were messed up, as if they were blurred into a ball. It was not at the level of her usual writing cloud script. You must know that she did not take cloud script as words at all, but as pictures to copy.

Only by striving to be exactly the same, did he dare to show off to Father Chu.

But now, the words written on this Yunbei paper are quite appalling. Saying that it is a three-year-old child's graffiti is a bit overestimated.

It was as if he had just made a few strokes with his foot.

This cloud shell is very strange.

Chu Yu took out a piece of white paper, looked at it carefully, and observed the lines on it.

Because it is too small, it is actually very inconspicuous.

Chu Yu was a little disappointed. It would be nice if she had a magnifying glass now, maybe she could observe the texture deeper.

Of course, if there is an instrument, it would be better to be able to detect its material.

Maybe it's the material of it that will have a special effect on people, so that it's just writing a word, and it will actually be as tired as yesterday.

I feel that my energy is exhausted and my whole body is hollowed out, as if my kidneys are deficient.

This kind of experience is not unique to Chu Yu before, but it is often the result of her working more than ten hours in a row, and it will never cause this effect within a quarter of an hour.

"Could it be that this otherworld is not what I thought it would be, but an empty ancient world with some kind of mysterious element?"

Chu Yu finally began to doubt the nature of the whole world.

No matter how much you hear or see, it's not as good as your own feelings.

"If there really are immortals, will the poison on my body be a method of immortals?"

Chu Yu fell into deep thought.

Why can the poison on her body be hidden all the time?

Why, with Doctor Xu's superb medical skills, didn't find it?

Chu Yu refused to think about it any more. The noon sun shone through the window and shone on her body, but she couldn't feel any warmth.

Careless, too careless.

Human, she still has the power of an enemy, immortal, how should she guard against it?

Chu Yu is regretting it now, very regretful. Originally, she had come up with some superficial medicines based on the flowers and plants in the courtyard. It was mixed, she had tasted it herself, and in order to increase the toxicity, she kept adding new poisonous things and adjusted it for a long time.

It stands to reason that dealing with a housewife is not a problem.

Even though the third lady knows a lot of herbs, but this kind of mixed poison, even Chu Yu, who made it herself, can't tell the ingredients, let alone detoxification, she has never thought about detoxification.

At that time, she didn't want to die, so she could only let others die, even though she was very much like the reincarnation of her mother.

But if the other party is an immortal, this is undoubtedly the big axe in front of Lu Ban's gate. With the physical quality and mental metabolism of the immortals, it is very likely that this mixed poison has entered the stomach of the third lady, and it has been digested before it has any effect.

At this time, she no longer thinks about defeating the opponent at all, she can only think about how to take precautions.

Fortunately, I have golden fingers.

Chu Yu suddenly thought that her sense of taste was gradually recovering, and she could sense that others were poisoning her food.

"If this poison is also a method of immortals, doesn't it mean that my sense of taste has also been upgraded?"

Chu Yu suddenly came to this fact.

"Wait a while, but the taste upgrade doesn't work anymore. At most, I can know what I know, but there is no effective means of attack."

Chu Yu frowned.

Suddenly, his eyes fell on the cloud shell paper in the box.

"This kind of cloud shell paper, it takes so much energy to write on it, is it also a kind of immortal's method?"

"Then, what about the Yunzhuan that goes with it?"

Chu Yu only felt an aura flash across her mind, and her thoughts became clearer and clearer.

"Let me think about it, if simplified characters are the universal language in this world."