Douluo Dalu: White Tiger

Chapter 130 A bowl of soup
Ye Xuan spread out his hands, and two gold soul coins appeared in his hands. He said with a slight smile: "Just because you can't see it doesn't mean I can't use other methods. Similarly, we may not be able to remove the poison in Ying'er's body, but it doesn't mean that others can't."

"For example, the Poison Douluo—Dugu Bo, his ability to use poison is unrivaled in the continent, and he has deep research on medicine. Maybe he can detoxify Ying'er." Ye Xuan put away the two gold soul coins while speaking. Although he himself is also proficient in medicine, he does not understand poison at all, and does not know what kind of poison Ying'er was poisoned with, so he does not know how to detoxify, and has no way to do it.

There were no books on poisons and detoxification in the library of the Pope's Palace. His teacher, Bibi Dong, was definitely better than Dugu Bo in using poison, but not necessarily in detoxification. It would also easily expose his and Qian Renxue's true identities, so he would never say it.

Besides Dugu Bo and Bibi Dong, Tang San is the best at using poison. After all, Tang Sect disciples are famous for their hidden weapons and poison. However, Tang San might not be alive now. It is not easy to get into the core area of ​​the Star Dou Great Forest, and it is even more difficult to get out...

"Dugu Bo is a loner and always does things according to his own preferences. I don't even know him, so why would he help me?" Qing Sheng smiled, lying on his back by the river, and said, "But I will give it a try. As long as there is hope, I won't give up."

Ye Xuan just sat in front of the stream and didn't say anything. If it were someone else, he might have helped Qing Sheng, but the relationship between their Xingyun Palace and Dugu Bo was not good, so they could not help at all.

If Qing Sheng went to find Dugu Bo by himself, there would still be some hope that Dugu Bo would help him. If Ye Xuan also went with him, he was sure that Dugu Bo would not have any hope or possibility of helping him. After all, the relationship between him and Dugu Bo was there. If not to say that they were enemies, then they were probably irreconcilable.

Just as the two were silent, Qian Renxue and Ying'er's voices sounded at the same time from behind.

"Xiaoxuan, it's time to eat."

"Sheng, it's time to eat."

When Ye Xuan and Qing Sheng heard the sound, they immediately stood up, packed up their things, and walked towards the wooden house. When they returned to the wooden house, they saw a wooden table in front of the wooden house, on which various dishes were neatly placed.

The two put their food away and sat at the wooden table. Seeing that the two had no intention of sitting down, Ye Xuan couldn't help but ask, "Xue'er, don't you want to eat?"

Qian Renxue casually found a place to sit down, smiled and shook her head, and said: "We just finished eating in the restaurant. I'm not hungry now. You guys just eat."

Ying'er also nodded in agreement and said, "I just ate in the cabin too. I can't eat anymore. You guys can just eat it."

Upon hearing this, Ye Xuan put down the bowl and chopsticks he had just picked up, and was about to say that he had just finished eating in the restaurant and was not hungry yet.

But after seeing Ye Xuan put down his bowl and chopsticks, Qing Sheng did not give him any chance to speak. He immediately stretched out a hand, put it on Ye Xuan's shoulder, and said, "Brother, didn't you just say that the dishes made by your wife are the most delicious in the world? As a brother, how can I enjoy such delicious food alone? It just so happens that I have a collection of fine wine. Let's taste it together."

Qing Sheng spoke very loudly and everyone present could hear it clearly. Qian Renxue, who was sitting not far away, also fixed her gaze on Ye Xuan and looked at him without blinking.

After Ye Xuan heard Qing Sheng's words and saw Qian Renxue's gaze, he picked up the bowl and chopsticks he had put down. However, Ye Xuan glanced at Qing Sheng in a very obscure way and said nothing.

Qing Sheng picked up the bowl and chopsticks, used them to cover his mouth, and whispered to Ye Xuan: "We are brothers, so we should share difficulties. If you run away first, will I be left to eat all the dishes on the table alone? And the colors of some dishes are obviously not right."

Ye Xuan looked at the dishes on the wooden table. Some of the dishes did look a little off in color. But he could still basically tell which dish they were from. The only dish he couldn't tell was the one in the middle of the wooden table.

It was a round wooden basin, not very big, filled with an unknown liquid that kept emitting green bubbles. However, it could be roughly inferred that it should be a soup.

Ye Xuan stared at the wooden basin, and also picked up the bowl and chopsticks to cover his mouth, and asked: "Can you tell me what that is? Why is it green and still bubbling with green bubbles? Don't say you don't know, my wife definitely can't make this."

Ye Xuan was very familiar with Qian Renxue's cooking. Although the taste was a little strange, there was nothing wrong with the dish itself. On the surface, it looked no different from ordinary dishes. And that pot of soup was obviously not made by Qian Renxue.

If the soup was labeled as poison, Ye Xuan felt that he would not have any doubts. After all, it looked too similar, especially the green bubbles that kept coming out, which meant that the soup must not be a good thing.

"Well, I know that. It's a bowl of soup. Even though it looks a little strange, it tastes very good. Do you want to taste it and give it a try?" Qing Sheng looked at the bowl of soup with evasive eyes and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

"No, if you want to taste it, taste it yourself." As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Xuan used chopsticks to pick up the dishes that looked normal. As for the dishes with abnormal colors, he simply ignored them. If he ate the dishes with abnormal colors, who knows if he would get food poisoning.

Qingsheng also stretched out his chopsticks and picked up dishes with normal colors. As for those with abnormal colors, he could eat them later or even find a reason not to eat them.

Ye Xuan put the dish into his mouth and chewed it twice. Although it was not very delicious, at least it tasted normal. Compared with the soup bubbling in the pot, the normal taste of this dish was already very rare.

When Qing Sheng put the dish into his mouth, a salty and bitter taste burst out from his taste buds, but Qing Sheng swallowed the dish with an expressionless face.

Qing Sheng asked Ye Xuan in a low voice: "Brother, how did you feel about the dish you ate?"

"It feels good and the taste is normal." Ye Xuan answered simply and ignored Qing Sheng.

(End of this chapter)