It's a shame that San'er is now with a strange poison in his body, and he can't help himself, otherwise he will inevitably be angry and vomit blood by the white-clothed swordsman's fluttering words, and maybe he will have a few tricks with him regardless of it, no matter how he can beat or not, in short, he can't swallow this bird breath!

But San'er is now really unable to move.

What kind of poison is this? Where did the other party put the poison? After being poisoned by this poison, what are the consequences other than being unable to move now, and having a distorted face?

San'er soon saw the fate of the poisoned man.

Zhao Si and Wan San, who were the first to be poisoned, had faces like ashes at this time, their expressions were hideous and terrifying, their eyes were as prominent as fly's eyes, and their eyes were numb and carved, without any anger.

They seemed to be dead, but they were still standing and not falling.

Zombie.

San'er had just come up with this terrifying thought in his heart, the scene in front of him suddenly became blurred as if covered with a thick fog, he had begun to slowly lose the ability to see, and it wouldn't be long before he would completely become a walking corpse like Zhao Siwansan and them.

San'er's eyes were dark, and he was completely plunged into darkness, and the last picture he saw was someone jumping straight up in the thick fog.

There were more and more crazy people in the small restaurant, and a small number of people who were confirmed by Jiang He to be not poisoned hid behind Xie Jin, shrunk in the corner and shivered, if they weren't afraid that the few "crazy people" blocking the door would suddenly go crazy, they would have rushed out and fled as far as possible, and now they can only hide for the time being, hoping that Lord Xie can bless them this time, and of course, they hope that the white-clothed swordsman can pull out the big sword to save them.

Xie Jin has been an official for many years, and he thinks he has seen a lot of the world, but he has never seen such a strange scene, only to know that there are people outside the world, and this sentence is really good, and he couldn't help but stroke his nose and smile bitterly: "Isn't the person behind this scene also a master hired by my enemy?" ”

Yan Ming's expression was solemn, his grandfather knew that he followed Xie Jin to Pingle County this time, did he really not cast a rat trap to kill this killer? Is he worried that he will rely on the Xie family and alienate the Dong family in the future, so it is better to abandon him if he treats him like a chicken rib? Yan Ming shook his head slowly, feeling that his grandfather should not be so stingy.

Xie Jin turned his head to look at Jiang He, who had a stern face, and asked, "Mr. Jiang, does you know what kind of poison they have?" Or maybe it's Gu? ”

Divine doctor Jiang He should have taken the lead at this time. But in the end, he was just a helpless old man, so he didn't dare to venture, and only stood in a relatively safe place, frowning and squinting, carefully observing the situation of the poisoned person.

"It's hard to say." The old doctor shook his head and said, "This poisonous evil sect is very good, and the old man may not be able to solve it for a while." ”

Now everyone's life and death are in an instant. The old man actually said that he couldn't cure the poison for a while...... Doesn't that mean that everyone has only one way to die?

The people who didn't know Jiang He's identity originally regarded Jiang He as an ordinary old man, and although they were a little disappointed when they heard his words, they didn't complain about him anything, but only sighed in their hearts, "It's my own life is not good, if I can get out of trouble safely today." In the future, I will burn high incense on a certain day/day." And the unpoisoned escort officers suddenly breathed a breath of turbidity in their hearts, if they hadn't taken Xie Jin in front of them, they were afraid that they would have scolded Jiang He for being an old liar in name only!

Just when San'er's vision was completely lost, a stiff body suddenly jumped straight up and rushed towards the white-clothed swordsman.

The big sword on the back of the white-clothed swordsman finally struck.

There is no sword light, and there is no blood light.

The white-clothed swordsman drew his sword and stabbed it out at that moment, but it didn't hurt anyone, only stabbed the person's clothes, and with a lift of his wrist, he effortlessly picked the person on the tip of the sword.

That person was none other than Wan San. Hanging on the tip of the sword at this time, he grinned with his teeth, his teeth creaked, his eyes were red, and his hands stretched out straight, numbly and repeatedly scratching in mid-air.

The horrific sight of eating human flesh and drinking human blood caused everyone to retreat in shock, and some of them had the courage to shout, "Why don't you kill him?" ”

The person who shouted this sentence was the friend of Zhao Si and Wan San, and everyone knew the relationship between him and Wan San. Friends are angry or something, it's a fart!

The white-clothed swordsman glanced back at him coldly.

The man shuddered.

I only heard the white-clothed swordsman say coldly: "I want money for killing, 200,000 taels per head, can you afford it?" ”

When the man heard the 200,000 taels, his eyes immediately widened, and he said in surprise: "Why did it become 200,000 taels?" Aren't you only 100,000 taels going to kill that Lord Xie just now? Could it be that the head of this surnamed Wan can be more expensive than the head of Lord Xie? ”

The white-clothed swordsman said lightly: "I also look at the patron when I kill." For someone like you who wants to kill a friend without righteousness, the price of my attack will naturally be higher. ”

His scolding is as direct and crisp as the action of drawing his sword.

The man's face turned white and red.

The white-clothed swordsman shook his wrist, and Wan San on the tip of the sword also shook.

"How? To kill or not to kill? ”

The man didn't look at the swaying Wan San, gritted his teeth fiercely, and said hatefully: "Kill!" ”

"Good." The white-clothed swordsman nodded, "Please pay the full amount." ”

And when the people heard this, they heard this. I feel that this transaction is going to be ruined, and looking at the person's clothes, he is not a rich person, even if he can barely make up a net worth of 200,000 taels, can he still have 200,000 taels of silver tickets with him?

But that person just has it, it's really strange.

The man reached into his bosom and pulled out a stack of silver tickets, as if he had ordered them in advance, he didn't count them anymore, and threw them at the white-clothed swordsman.

"Here are 200,000 taels, please do it."

The white-clothed swordsman turned around, and the big sword had already stabbed three times in a breath.

The first time he cut Wan San's clothes, Wan San's stiff body fell straight down.

pierced Wan San's body for the second time, and Wan San was like a sugar gourd hanging in the air for a moment.

The third time he stabbed the stack of silver tickets, Wan San's body was still hanging on the sword.

When the dumbfounded people came back to their senses, they saw the big sword in the white-clothed swordsman's hand horizontally, blocking Wan San's body and splitting it, and with a slight slap of the sword body, the body that was broken in two smashed heavily in front of the person who bought the murderer for 200,000 yuan.

The man's face turned pale.

Several of the people standing next to him turned in unison to cover their mouths and retch.

The white-clothed swordsman indifferently took out the 200,000 taels of silver tickets hanging on the tip of the sword, and without counting them, he handed them directly to Xie Jin, and said lightly: "This one, I please." ”

Xie Jin barely suppressed the horror in his heart, shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Coarse tea and light rice are not worth 200,000 taels of silver." ”

The white-clothed swordsman nodded and said, "It really doesn't take two hundred thousand taels to eat. But killing is needed. ”

Xie Jin said in horror: "I don't kill people. ”

The white-clothed swordsman said, "You won't? ”

Xie Jin nodded heavily, "I won't!" ”

The white-clothed swordsman let out an "oh", obviously the answer was expected by him, "Then you must need someone who can kill for you." ”

Xie Jin suddenly realized. "You?"

The white-clothed swordsman said lightly: "It's me, the price I gave you is not expensive, 10,000 taels per person." ”

Xie Jin glanced at the "puppets" who were still standing in the hotel for the time being and had no action, and his eyes swept over, and he already knew it in his heart. With the addition of three, no more, no less, exactly twenty. But those people are innocent people, and among them are the officials who escorted the grain this time, how can he bear to watch them die?

He shook his head and said, "It's a pity that Xie didn't have 200,000 taels to ask the young man to make a move." ”

The white-clothed swordsman raised his eyebrows, "You have." ”

He handed out the stack of silver tickets in his hand for the second time, "Here." ”

Xie Jin's eyes widened, and he almost blurted out, "This is obviously your silver."

But before he could say anything, the white-clothed swordsman took the 200,000 taels of silver tickets into his arms with a flip of his wrist, and said to himself: "I have accepted your silver, and I will take twenty lives for you now." ”

Xie Jin watched as Bai Yi turned around. The big sword was aimed at the people in front of the hall and shouted, "No! ”

Before he finished speaking, the twenty "puppets" jumped up and pounced on the white-clothed body as if sensing the danger!

The white-clothed swordsman's expression remained unchanged, and the big sword and sword moves were not fancy, stabbing straight and slashing, and cutting off the heads of four people in the blink of an eye, it was really as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.

Xie Jin's face turned pale, and he subconsciously took a few steps back, Jiang He was afraid that this weak civil official would be frightened by this bloody scene and faint. Hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed his arm.

Yan Ming's face sank like water, and he watched coldly.

Liang Fengxian was even more interested in drinking tea at this time, so he poured himself a cup of tea leisurely and poured the tea into his stomach leisurely. It's still a cow drink, not as elegant as ordinary people tasting tea, but Liang Fengxian squinted his eyes and shook his head very happily and said: "This tea tastes good, it quenches hangover and quenches thirst." ”

Although Xie Jin, who was shocked in his heart, was shaky, he didn't really fall down, his eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said in surprise: "Is this what the old gentleman said?" These people are all because of the poison in drinking, and the antidote is in this tea? ”

Everyone suddenly realized, feeling that this guess was very reasonable, thinking that they had indeed not touched a drop of wine after coming to this restaurant, and they couldn't help but rejoice that they had inadvertently escaped this catastrophe.

There was no one in his eyes along the way, and only Liang Fengxian, who barely gave a good face when facing Xie Jin, said lightly: "You are one of the few smart people here." ”

Xie Jin knew that this old man had a strange temper, and he didn't dare to bump into him with words, so even if he was a little dissatisfied in his heart, he forced himself to suppress it, and only stroked his nose and smiled bitterly.

Yan Ming is different, he has a noble status, he has always been flattered, where is he impatient to suffer from Liang Fengxian's idleness? Immediately, he choked and said: "Since the old man already knew that wine was poisonous, why didn't he tell him in advance, so that my people in the Great Jin Dynasty would suffer this calamity?" ”

"The eldest son!" Xie Jin hurriedly said, shook his head lightly at him, and signaled that it was better to have more than one thing at the moment, and not to anger Liang Fengxian, who had some real skills.

Liang Fengxian snorted coldly, and he didn't speak politely, rolled his eyes and said, "What do these people have to do with Lao Tzu?" ”

Yan Ming shook off Xie Jin's hand to dissuade him, and said angrily: "Aren't you a doctor?" As a healer, how can he despise human life so much? ”

Liang Fengxian sneered: "Lao Tzu is a doctor, and the doctor is not a Bodhisattva, Tang Sanzang still has nine hundred and eighty-one difficulties in obtaining the Western Scriptures, and the Bodhisattva is not saved every time, and these people will only eat and fart when they are alive, can they be used for a fart?" What did Lao Tzu do to save them? ”

Yan Ming was furious, and even Xie Jin felt that this was too much, and his face sank immediately.

Liang Fengxian didn't need to look up to feel their dissatisfaction and anger towards him, he had a violent temper and rarely ignored it at this time, slowly got up with a cold face, put his hands in his sleeves, and said aloud to the white-clothed swordsman who was killing in front of the hall: "Boy, retreat." “

Sure enough, the white-clothed swordsman turned over and retreated from the encirclement of a few "puppets", and stood in front of Liang Fengxian with a sword in a protective posture.

Strange to say, the white-clothed swordsman just stopped, and the "puppets" also froze their bodies.

Xie Jin's heart was shocked, and he asked urgently: "Does the old gentleman have something to do with this young man?" ”

Liang Fengxian said lightly: "It's not for any reason, it's just a little bit of affection that is almost negligible but can barely save your lives." ”

Xie Jin suddenly realized that the white-clothed swordsman killed the "puppet", and there may not be no indication from the master surnamed Liang in front of him.

So he arched his hand and said respectfully: "Mr. Xie will help me and all of us solve the difficulties." ”

"Well said." Liang Fengxian said lightly.

Everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but unexpectedly, Liang Fengxian said again: "As long as this eldest prince begs me personally, I will completely solve this crisis for you."

Yan Ming's face changed suddenly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't you think about it!"

Xie Jin secretly screamed bitterly in his heart, Mr. Liang made it clear that he wanted to embarrass His Royal Highness the Great Prince, but His Royal Highness the Great Prince had a straightforward temperament, not only would he not compromise and seek perfection, but he scolded angrily, if he really wanted to offend Mr. Liang, wouldn't he want to hand over everyone's lives here?

But as a human minister, how could he force His Royal Highness the Great Prince to put down his body for the sake of the overall situation?

"Old gentleman." Xie Jin turned to Liang Fengxian and slammed it to the ground, "Please also ask the old gentleman to save everyone's lives on Xie Mou's thin face." ”

Before Liang Fengxian could speak, the white-clothed swordsman had already preemptively said: "Since I have received 200,000 taels from you, I will naturally kill all these people for you."

Liang Fengxian glanced at the white-clothed swordsman coldly, and said sarcastically: "Your master even taught an apprentice who is an ancient Taoist hot-hearted hero."

The white-clothed swordsman said lightly: "The master only taught me to practice swords, but did not teach me the principles of being a man, so uncle must not mention this in front of the master, lest he be unhappy."

Everyone was amazed when they heard this, and when they heard the words of the white-clothed swordsman, it seemed that his master did not like to do good, could it be that he was a great traitor?

Liang Fengxian valued this nephew who was successful in swordsmanship at a young age, so he sold him a little face, and did not stop him from rescuing Xie Jin and the others, but said: "Since you received 200,000 taels of silver from him, you naturally want to kill twenty people for him, and you can't kill one less, yes or no?"

The white-clothed swordsman nodded, "Yes."

Liang Fengxian smiled secretly, stretched out his hand and pointed twice in the hall, and said, "Then I will exchange my life for that kid's life, is it okay?"

His guidance seemed random, but there was another mystery, one pointed to the person who bought the murderer before 200,000 taels, and the second pointed to the dull and numb "puppet" San'er in the hall.

The man's face changed suddenly.

The white-clothed swordsman glanced at him lightly, and said without hesitation: "Okay."

"No way!" The man shouted, "I am your patron, isn't it unkind and unjust for you to do something to him?"

"Oh?" The white-clothed swordsman raised his eyebrows disappreciatively, "The person you asked me to kill for 200,000 taels, have I already let you see his corpse?" ”

The man glared at him, his eyes grim, and he did not answer.

The white-clothed swordsman squinted his eyes in confusion, revealing a look of sudden realization, as if he had suddenly recognized the man.

"It's you!"

In the sound of reprimand, the big sword immediately slashed! (To be continued.) )