Zhao Zheng and the others naturally listened attentively, for fear of missing half a word.

There are too many mechanisms in the Tower of Crazy Blade, and it took Lu Wen a whole hour to talk about the mechanisms in the tower.

Because there is too much content, even if everyone memorizes it with their hearts, the parts they can remember are extremely limited, and they are unwilling to be able to do it overnight.

Helping people to the end and sending the Buddha to the west, Lu Wen had no choice, so he took out some blank paper, drew another design drawing on the paper, and marked the location of the mechanism and the way to crack it. He wrote everything clearly within the walking route, but in order to save time, he did not write down the ambushes outside the route. He patted the ** and promised that as long as he followed the route he said and did exactly what he said, there would be no danger. He took the road map and explained it to the crowd three times, and everyone finally memorized it.

Although they got the method of breaking the tower, everyone still couldn't feel at ease, for fear that Lu Wen would do something inside, or hide some mechanisms. After all, everyone relied on coercion to force Lu Wen to say this. Just in case, Zhao Zheng once again came forward to be the one who sang blackface, reminding everyone to take away a large number of mechanism design drawings as a threat.

These design drawings are the lifeblood of Lu Wen, and he naturally doesn't want to be taken away by others, but now that he has become a fish on the knife, how can he have a choice, so he can only hand over a large number of design drawings obediently.

If there is a problem with the method of breaking the tower provided by Lu Wen and killing the person who went to break the tower, then these blueprints will have to say goodbye to him forever, and the Tarzan faction will pursue it. The people of the Taishan faction did not say these words clearly, but their attitude was very clear.

At this time, it was already dark, and it should have been the time to sleep well, but Taishan sent everyone to rush back to help break the tower, how could they be in the mood to sleep, so they immediately said goodbye to Lu Wen and left here.

Before leaving, Zhao Zheng bowed to Lu Wen and said: "Old man, I know that you must be deeply dissatisfied with our behavior, and when these things are over, we will definitely come back here to apologize and return those manuscripts and drawings." Please take care of your body and don't get angry because of this. ”

"Hmph, hit a stick and give a sweet date to eat, Taishan sends a good means!" Lu Wen snorted coldly, but he didn't appreciate it, and closed the door slamming shut.

Zhao Zheng touched his nose, smiled bitterly, shook his head, followed his companions to perform light skills, jumped off the ground, and flew into the vast Black Lotus Swamp. When they came in, everyone encountered a lot of trouble because of the mutated Yama Lotus, but when they left, everything went smoothly, and even half of the time it took when they came in.

By the time the moon was bright and the stars were scarce, everyone had already left the Black Lotus Swamp and landed on the dry and solid land, and returned to the Taishan Sect with stars and moons. As he progressed, no one noticed that Feng Ming's uncertain face was a little strange.

There was no other word in the night, and the people drove all night until dawn. At this time, everyone was a little tired, and they had to be tired if they walked any further, so they had to slow down a little and look for a place to rest along the way. When they came, they made a note of the villages and towns and the little shops in the wilderness along the way, so it was easy to find a small inn nearby.

Everyone planned to have a light meal here and rest for a while. Rushing is a huge physical exertion, so they ordered a lot of meat dishes, and cooked beef alone cost a full thirty catties, which surprised the shopkeeper. Everyone sat down to rest, waiting for breakfast to be ready, and during the break, they used the method of sound transmission to have a conversation, and the conversation naturally revolved around the matter of breaking the tower.

Chatting and chatting, Feng Ming suddenly said seemingly casually: "By the way, I don't like to eat onions, ginger and garlic, I like light things, so it's better to let the store cook another dish for me." You're talking here, I'll go to the kitchen and give me an order, and I'll come when I go. ”

Everyone chatted happily, and they didn't take Feng Ming's words too seriously, only the two of them nodded.

Feng Ming stood up casually and walked slowly to the kitchen located at the back of the lobby.

Others didn't pay attention to Feng Ming, but Zhao Zheng has been secretly paying attention to Feng Ming's every move, and he has never dared to be careless these days. As soon as he saw Feng Ming about to enter the kitchen, Zhao Zheng's eyes rolled, and he suddenly became vigilant, and he also found an excuse, quietly stood up, and followed lightly. He was afraid of alarming Feng Ming, so he used the method of sound transmission when talking to passers-by, and he was even more lifeless when he walked, so Feng Ming, who was walking in front, did not notice that he was following.

Feng Ming turned a corner, entered the kitchen, and shouted at the cook: "Stew another pot of beef for me, remember not to put green onions, ginger and garlic, just a little salt." Remember to zoom in, if you do well, your reward will be indispensable. ”

"Okay, when I'm done cooking this pot of beef, I'll start another stove for you and stew another pot right away." The chubby chef replied with a smile.

Feng Ming nodded, waved his hand, and motioned for the chef to continue busy. When the cook turned his head, he looked nervous and looked around.

Zhao Zheng was actually hiding behind the wall, and when he saw Feng Ming's shoulders shaking, he quickly retracted his body, for fear of being discovered. After a few breaths, he took a deep breath, and boldly stuck his head back to secretly watch the movement of the wind roaring. It didn't matter, he just happened to see an amazing scene.

I saw Feng Ming secretly take out a red vial from the treasure bag, pull off the lid, and pour it towards the meat that was about to be stewed in the pot, his movements were very fast, with the chef's eyesight, he couldn't find it at all. The powder fell into the pot and disappeared.

Poison!

Zhao Zheng's mind immediately popped up this word, his heart suddenly tightened, and he took a slight breath of cold air.

Feng Ming, as a fine annihilator, must have seen that after everyone got the method of breaking the tower, evil was born to the side of the guts, and he thought of poisoning everyone to death. This speculation is really reasonable and logical.

Although the taste of the martial artist is sensitive, it is difficult to detect such a pot of meat with a lot of seasonings as long as the taste of the poison is not very strong. For a person like Feng Ming, the poison on his body must be extremely poisonous, the taste is not too big, but the poisonous surname must be violent!

If Zhao Zheng hadn't followed, their group of people would probably have caught the wind today!

Feng Ming hurriedly finished the poison and stuffed the medicine bottle back into the treasure bag, and the time it took before and after was only a few breaths.

Zhao Zheng didn't want to be discovered by Feng Ming, so he quickly retracted his body and walked back to his seat quickly, thinking of a way to deal with Feng Ming. Just then, he caught a glimpse of a dirt dog tethered to the side of the road. This local dog was raised by the inn, and he usually eats the leftover meals of the guests, and he is fat and strong. When he saw this earth dog, he immediately had a plan, but his face was still unmoved.

Feng Ming also came back not long after, and casually said a few words as a perfunctory, and also sat back in his place.

Zhao Zheng secretly checked Feng Ming's face, and found that the latter's face was not very good-looking, although he was trying his best to restrain himself, he still revealed a trace of nervousness, his eyes were a little erratic, his throat was also squirming up and down, swallowing saliva. Zhao Zheng was also a little nervous at this time, and the hand under the table was still clenched into a fist.

The meals were prepared one after another, and Xiao Er shuttled back and forth between the kitchen and the lobby, bringing up the meals one by one and setting them up for Zhao Zheng and the others. When it came to the third course, the pot of stewed beef was served, and the rich aroma wafted out of it, which made people appetize.

Feng Ming suddenly cheered up and stared at the pot of beef with his spare eyes.

Xiao Er smiled and put the pot of beef on the table, and said please use it slowly.

The sword slave grabbed his chopsticks and stretched them out to the beef, wanting to take the first bite.

"Wait!" Zhao Zheng suddenly raised his hand to stop the sword slave, and put his hand across the pot of meat, attracting everyone's attention, "Be careful to sail the boat for ten thousand years, I think everyone should not be in a hurry first, wait for me to give the meat clip in the pot to the dog to eat, and after it eats safe and sound, it is not too late for us to move the chopsticks." ”

As soon as these words came out, Feng Ming's face suddenly changed drastically, his body trembled obviously, and he immediately aimed his eyes at Zhao Zheng, and his pupils contracted into needles!

The meaning of these words is obviously an allusion to the poisonous meat in the pot, and everyone is a person who walks the rivers and lakes, and even the rivers and lakes are unpredictable, and naturally no one will object to this kind of proposal. However, everyone didn't believe that such a small shop would be a black store, and some people said that Zhao Zheng was too cautious.

Zhao Zheng didn't care, and reached out to put the slightly hot pot, intending to clip the meat to the earth dog to eat.

Feng Ming had a ghost in his heart, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop Zhao Zheng, and said in a flash: "Such a small shop, it is impossible to poison us, don't be suspicious." ”

"I didn't say that the meat in this pot was poisonous, I just said that I wanted to give this dog a taste first, what is the wind hall master anxious about." Zhao Zheng looked sideways at Feng Ming and said-for-tat.

"I'm not in a hurry, I just think it's too much. If you're worried about being poisonous, you might as well try it with a silver needle, why bother feeding it to a dog. ”

"The silver needle is not omnipotent, there are still many strange poisons that cannot be tested, and feeding a dog a piece of meat is not so troublesome, the Wind Hall Master will stop me." Zhao Zheng pressed his hand on Feng Ming's arm, and with a little strength, he slowly pushed the arm away.

Feng Ming stared at Zhao Zheng directly, his face was cloudy, and he reluctantly withdrew his hand.

Everyone around them immediately noticed that something was wrong, and looked at the two people who were competing against each other, and they had no intention of eating.

Under the gaze of everyone, Zhao Zheng picked up the pot of meat regardless of the heat on the pot, walked to the earth dog at the door, took out a few large pieces of meat from the pot, and threw them on the ground.

These pieces of meat exude the aroma of **, how can the earth dog resist **, and immediately feasted, and ate the meat in a few clicks.

After eating the meat, the earth dog did not seem to feel any discomfort, and was still alive and well.

"Elder Zhao, I'll just say that you are suspicious, after this dog eats the meat, there is nothing at all. Everyone's hungry, so get that pot of meat back. Feng Ming pretended to be casual and persuaded. (To be continued.) )