When Lake turned his head and looked at Chef Hai lying on the big bed, illuminated by the torch he said, Lake saw that Chef Hai's face had become black and shiny at this time, and his whole face was white.

At Chef Hai's neck, there was also a small green snake circling, and the little green tongue looked in the direction where Lake was, and stretched out his tongue and screamed twice.

"Ahh Master Hai, Master Hai is poisoned! "Lake regretted a little that he was late for Chef Hai.

Doing his own thing, Lake quickly put the prepared wood, lamp oil and other items around his small bed and quickly lit a small ring of fire.

After igniting it, although the smoke is still a little choking, at least it will not be immediately bitten to death by poisonous insects.

These poisonous insects crawled about half a meter outside the fire ring and stopped.

However, the wood and oil in Lake's hands were not enough to support him until dawn, and someone came to save him.

The residence of Lake and Chef Hai is far away from the residence of the other family cooks, and the voice of this child, Lake, is just a shout, and no one can hear it when the door is closed now.

And even if he heard, Lake felt that he couldn't explain it.

"You have to run out, or you'll be bitten to death by these poisonous insects tonight!"

You can't wait any longer, the more you wait, the more dangerous it becomes. Lake thought, putting his little quilt over himself, then lifted the mattress of his bed and set it on fire.

As the mattress in his hand burned, Lake looked at the location of the poisonous insects in front of the door with his fiery eye skills.

Lake gritted his teeth, took the burning mattress in his hand as a whip, and quickly swung it forward.

Fortunately, the poisonous insects are very afraid of the flames, and the poisonous insects have not approached for the time being.

Lake quickly pushed the door open and ran out.

It was cold outside the villa at night, and the mattress in Lake's hand had been burned by a third of the flames, and it was estimated that a third would be burned again, and Lake himself would not dare to grab the mattress, otherwise his body would be burned, and he could only burn the quilt again.

There were also a lot of poisonous insects outside, crawling towards where Lake was standing.

Fortunately, there are not many poisonous insects outside that are close to Lake.

Lake chose to continue to rush to the kitchen, running quickly at the same time, with the fiery eye skill turned on, carefully dodging most of the poisonous insects.

Fortunately, after taking the lit futon and burning several spiders and a centipede in the way, Lake made it to the kitchen.

Ran to the small tank that he saw at night, lifted the lid, and Lake was just about to jump in.

"He's a ball, how can there be water in this tank, a sour smell, and garlic!

What family is so diligent and works overnight!

At night, I saw that the tank was still empty. Lake looked at the garlic pickled in a vat of garlic, and then looked at the poisonous insects that were approaching the back kitchen behind him, and the toads that came the fastest had already jumped to the door of the kitchen, where they were "croaking".

There was no hurry to run again, Lake jumped directly into the small vat, and his body was pickled with garlic.

Lake closed the large wooden lid next to the small tank.

This small tank is not too big, fortunately, the garlic in it is not full, and Lake is also a seven-year-old child's body, after squatting in it, the height is just enough to make those garlic float on his shoulders.

Fortunately, Lake came to the kitchen at night and made a few small holes in the large wooden lid of this small jar.

At this time, the lid is just right to breathe.

In the small tank, there was a smell of acetic acid and garlic, and it was difficult for Lake to breathe.

However, when I looked at this small vat with my fiery eye skills, many poisonous insects were still beginning to gather.

Wanting to survive, Lake can only endure it.

After being soaked for more than an hour, the smell of vinegar and garlic in the small jar may have masked the smell of medicine that attracted poisonous insects in Lake's body, and the poisonous insects gathered in the kitchen began to gradually disperse.

But Lake didn't dare to leave immediately, choosing to stay in the tank again.

"When I go out again, I will become the Second Venerable of Xian!" Lake sighed, not daring to sleep, for fear that if he fell asleep, he would choke to death or drown in this small vat.

When it was almost dawn, Lake saw that there were no more poisonous insects outside the kitchen, and tried to lift the wooden plank above his head and jumped out.

After jumping out, Lake was soaked.

He walked out of the kitchen and looked at where he and Chef Hai lived.

Now that Chef Hai is dead, the only person who can protect Lake from the poisonous insects in the Divine Whip Villa has hung up.

Lake also didn't know that the drugs in his body would last for a few days.

After soaking in a small vat for half the night, Lake felt like his half life was going to be soaked, and if it lasted for three or five days, Lake knew that he would definitely be able to soak it into salted garlic.

"Leave this Divine Whip Mountain Villa first, and wait for a while, and then come back after the drug that induces poisonous insects in the body has passed.

Anyway, now that Chef Hai has been poisoned, there is no one to take care of himself if he stays, and it may arouse the suspicion of others. Lake thought, taking advantage of the dawn and the lack of activities in the family, Lake immediately returned to the kitchen between him and Haida.

Lake glanced at the corpse of Chef Hai, who had been poisoned on the bed and had turned black at the moment.

"Master Hai, you left in your sleep, and it can be regarded as peaceful!" Lake said in a flat tone, looking at this sea chef who didn't open his eyes until he died.

Lake immediately picked up the menorah in the room, lit it, and threw it on Chef Hai's bed, cremating him.

As soon as the fire burned, a lot of evidence was gone, and Lake also felt that he would be safer in the future, and he would be able to deal with the aftermath of this cheap master.

Lake didn't dare to change his clothes, after all, Lake felt that he was now wearing vinegar and salty garlic clothes, which could somewhat block the smell of insect attractions emitted from his body. For him, it's still a protective suit.

Lake quickly left the lodgings and made his way to the gate of the villa.

Walking to the gate, behind the lodge, Lake looked back at his quarters, where smoke was already rising, and there were some noisy shouts from the housekeepers, saying "Go to the water!" Many families were fighting the fire.

A fire broke out in the back kitchen, and the gate of the cottage was closed early in the morning, and there was not even a guard.

Fortunately, the perimeter of this villa is not completely enclosed, and Lake chose to jump out of a low wall from a distance, and made a quick detour down the mountain.

"If you are far away from the Divine Whip Villa, you can stay away from those highly poisonous poisonous insects~ After a while, these poisonous insects can also disperse a lot!" Lake thought.

A few hours later, the midday sun was in full swing, and Lake was crouching in a small town at the foot of Whip Lodge.

His clothes had been soaked all night, and he had been on the road for several hours, and now they were torn and could not be torn again.

And the smell of sour vinegar emanates from Lake's body, and even those little beggars in the city are reluctant to approach this new 'stinky beggar'.

Fortunately, there are still well-wishers in this city, such as Lake passing by a steamed bun shop.

"Stay away from my shop, you stinky beggar!" The owner of the steamed bun shop directly hit Lake on the head with a hot steamed bun and drove Lake away.

Lake took the steamed bun and ate a few bites, it was quite delicious and fermented well.

"The incorruptible are not subject to the food that comes from the mouth, but this should not be counted if this is hit at me!" Lake thought with a smile, turned around and left the steamed bun shop, walking in this ancient small town, feeling the environment of this ancient martial arts world.

In the afternoon, Lake was a little worried that the small town was too close to Whip Villa, and it would be bad if he met someone who knew him from Whip Villa.

Simply, Lake went to stand in front of the steamed bun shop for a while.

The shopkeeper threw two hot steamed buns again and drove Lake away.

With dry food, Lake prepares to leave the small town on a long journey. casually found a wider official road, and Lake walked out.

In the evening, when it got dark, Lake didn't go to another town.

At this time, Lake could no longer smell the vinegar and garlic on his body. He's used to it himself.

However, Lake looked at a green-black dress that might have been fermented and moldy, and it was estimated that the vinegar smell on him was stronger now.

Lake found a big tree, picked up a pile of dry wood to make a fire, warmed his two big steamed buns by the fire, and began to eat.

I didn't want to eat them all, Lake only ate one, and saved the other one for tomorrow.

Leaning against the trunk of a large tree not far from the fire, adding wood, Lake Fire fell asleep in a daze.

Fortunately, when Lake woke up in the morning, he only found that the exposed skin on his hands had a few more large mosquito bags, and the rest of his body was okay, and it did not attract the bite of other poisonous insects in the wild.

Lake continued on his way, walking for three days in the night.

Lake sadly discovered, "He's a ball, this ancient copy of the martial arts world is too far away from the towns, and the people of this world are not friendly." None of the passing carriages were willing to carry him. ”

The steamed buns in Lake's hand were all gone, but fortunately, at noon today, when he encountered a small river, Lake made a wooden fork, caught two fish and roasted them, so that he was not hungry.

After walking for seven days in a row, Lake's seven-year-old child's body couldn't bear it.

Tonight, I finally saw a town in the distance, but it was too far away at this time, and I guess I couldn't walk this town until dark.

Fortunately, there is a ruined temple not far from Lake outside the town, and Lake has decided to spend the night in the ruined temple tonight and enter the city after dawn tomorrow.

The broken temple should have been inhabited for a long time, and there is a lot of ash inside~

Lake cleaned up a small place where he could rest and sleep, right at the foot of a large dilapidated Buddha statue.

He found some hay, put it over his body as a quilt, and closed the door of the ruined temple. After a day of walking, Lake was also tired and soon fell asleep.

At night, Ryker was woken up by the sound of horses and words, and quickly got up, came to the door of his temple, and looked at it with his fiery eyes.

He saw dozens of masked warriors with long swords and swords hanging from their waists, driving several wagons covered with black cloth to stop outside his ruined temple.

Under the black cloth of the carriage, it was filled with children. These children look about the same as Lake's current seven-year-old child.

However, these children are now in a coma, and most of the clothes they are wearing are very shabby, and they should be stunned by drugs.

"I came across the dungeon martial arts world, this ancient human trafficker group?" Lake analyzes the current situation, thinking that he should quickly turn around and escape from the ruined temple or find a place to hide.

"Who, come out!" As soon as Lake took a step and was about to leave, a sharp knife flew directly over, penetrating the wooden door of the broken temple, flying over the top of Lake's head, and directly inserting it into the large wooden pillar in the broken temple.

With a "bell", the blade of the flying knife pierced into the big wooden pillar before stopping.

Fortunately, Ryker's short height is the body of a child, otherwise this throwing knife can be directly inserted into the height of an adult's chest.