Lin Suqing called out to Xi Ye and then took out a wooden gourd about half the size of a thumb from a large brocade bag hanging at her waist and handed it to Xi Ye, saying, "Carry this with you."
"What is this? Does it have any special use?" Xi Ye examined it in his hand. The wood gourd had a wooden stopper covered by a small piece of cloth, and when he shook it, there was no sound inside.
"Inside is powdered Lianji grass." Before Lin Suqing could finish speaking, Xi Ye popped the stopper with a bang, brought it to his nose, and took a powerful sniff. The powder flew up, stinging his nose, causing it to twitch. His nostrils flared unusually wide, and he couldn't open his eyes.
"Ah! " He clenched his mouth shut and forcefully exhaled through his nose, trying to expel the powder he had accidentally inhaled.
