"Huh."

The laughter, even if it was slight, was there, Ziqi smiled and glanced at Hua Rou, feeling that she was really overestimating her, and she was even more convinced that the previous poison was ten out of ten ineffective.

Linlin looked at Hua Rou sympathetically, obviously she didn't even have a glimmer of light on her hands, she was worse than herself.

Tang Jiu'er looked at Hua Rou without saying a word, but her expression was clearly unbelievably surprised, as if she was surprised that Hua Rou was so unremarkable.

After a full seven or eight seconds, Tang Jiu'er stared at Hua Rou and said faintly, "You guys will wait for me in the courtyard tomorrow morning." ”

Tang Jiu'er left, without comment, without teaching, only her usual coldness and indifference.

"Seeing that you practice so smoothly and hard every day, I really have two strokes for you."

Seeing Tang Jiu'er walking away, Zihua Chong Huarou sneered: "Tut, as a result, you can't even achieve enlightenment, it seems that it won't be long before you can get out of the poison room." ”

"Waste is waste, and no matter how hard you try, it's still waste."

Ziqi dropped a sentence and turned back to the house, and Zihua naturally followed.

Linlin looked at Hua Rou, then at the two sisters in the east wing, sighed, and slowly moved back to the east wing.

Hua Rou looked down at her hands again.

There's not a glimmer of light, isn't it...... Am I failing? Am I going in the wrong direction of enlightenment?

She questioned herself, but she didn't know that Tang Jiu'er's hand was shaking when she pushed open the door.

……

Night, deep and intoxicating.

Under the candlelight, Mu Junwu used scissors to cut the masked sweat towel into half-inch-long pieces, and then lit the candle flame one by one, burning them into pinches of ashes.

The swaying light of the fire reflected the caution and thoughtfulness in Mu Junwu's eyes.

Tang Lin must not be looking at shoes, it is likely to be footprints, there are mechanisms in the room, so I can't explore at night in a short time.

Tang Liuliang was not surprised when he mentioned King Qiwang Huarou, it seems that not only has he mentioned it many times, but he has also paid attention to it for a long time, how did he know about me? It should be Tang Lone, and Tang Lone's income should come from the Soul Snatcher Room...... It seems that I should still improve myself a lot, strive to become a disciple of the Soul Snatcher Room as soon as possible, and find out all this.

But I was careless, thinking that the Tang Sect was really an isolated place, and now that I might have exposed myself by acting like this, I still have to think of a perfect countermeasure to cover up my identity.

While thinking about it, Mu Junwu carefully removed a layer of stale soil from the dirt surface of the flower pot in the house, and then turned over the soil underneath, mixed the black ash from the sweat towel and buried it.

The flower pot with no traces of turning was returned to the corner of the room, and Mu Junwu lay on the bed after cleaning his hands, his eyes were gloomy.

……

The morning light is faint, and the birdsong is crisp.

"Poison gong, to put it bluntly, is kung fu that uses poison as a means. Since you are enlightened, it is time to learn the poison skills. ”

Tang Jiu'er stood in front of the hall door and glanced at her four disciples.

"Poison can make people live or die, and what you will do with it in the future is unknown. So before teaching you, there will be a test. ”

"What test, Master?"

Tang Jiu'er glanced at the sub-painting of the question, and said slowly: "Of course it is...... See if you are worthy of poison skills. Come with me! ”

The four of them followed Tang Jiu'er out of the poison room, walked through the courtyard gate of the organ room, and also walked through the courtyard gate of the firearms room......

"Master, where are you taking us?"

"Torture Hall, Bitter Prison."

Bitter prison, Hua Rou heard of it for the first time, but she walked at the end and clearly saw Ziqi and Zihua After hearing these two words, their bodies were obviously stunned.

Isn't this place a good place, a prison of suffering, a prison of pain?

Hua Rou guessed and followed all the way.

Tang Jiu'er led people into the torture hall, and Tang Shu, the master of the torture hall, sat in the courtyard and read, glanced at a few of them, and looked down again without paying attention.

In the backyard of the torture hall, Hua Rou had never been here, and as soon as she stepped on it, she was confused by the scene in front of her.

Under a few trees, the barren grass grows and is unattended, and there is a faint sour smell.

Is this the bitter prison?

Hua Rou looked at them puzzled, and Tang Jiu'er led them into the barren grass.

"Oops!" kicked a raised stone, Hua Rou staggered forward and was held by Linlin: "Be careful." ”

Hua Rou nodded in thanks, and began to pay attention to her feet, only to find that from time to time there would be a few stone arches protruding in the barren grass, and these stone arches, which were only half a palm's high, had a few small holes in the side of the side, and most of them were covered with cobwebs.

Is this a stomata ? Is there a cellar underneath?

Hua Rou was frowning and thinking, Tang Jiu'er pulled an iron rope from the wild grass and pulled it back.

A grass-covered surface was flipped open, revealing stone steps descending downward.

Tang Jiu'er entered in silence, and a few disciples naturally followed, and as soon as Hua Rou walked down, a thick sour smell came to her face, which was disgusting.

There was no sunlight in the underground prison, and a few rays of ghostly light cast by the air holes mixed with the dim candlelight, making the surroundings unreal and eerie.

Hua Rou shrunk her shoulders and couldn't help but shiver, she could feel the clammy damp moisture digging into her skin.

After walking a few steps, the five of them stood in front of a stone gate.

Tang Jiu'er took out four porcelain bottles from his arms and placed them on the small table next to the stone door.

"There are some disciples of the Tang Sect who are to be punished, and today's test is for you to punish them with poison."

What the?

Tang Jiu'er's words made Hua Rou and Linlin's eyes widen in shock, but Zihua and Ziqi glanced at each other very calmly, as if they had known that this would happen.

"I'll only give you a quarter of an hour."

After Tang Jiu'er finished speaking, he turned around and went out, leaving a few of them here.

Ziqi and Zihua didn't hesitate to pick up a porcelain vase and go to push the stone gate, Linlin saw this and excitedly stepped forward to block the stone gate: "Two senior sisters, this is poison, no matter how wrong the people in the prison are, they are also the same door, let's punish them with poison, it's not appropriate......"

"Are you confused?" Zihua impatiently pulled Linlin aside: "Master, this is testing us, if you don't have the guts to use poison, then she will teach you poison skills?" ”

Linlin was stunned when she heard this.

"You've been in the outer gate for so long, haven't you heard that the drug room must have this try?" Ziqi's addition made Lin Lin frown: "I thought that the prison was full of vicious bad people, who would have thought that they were just fellow criminals who made mistakes, I ...... I can't do it. ”

After Linlin finished speaking, she ran out.

Ziqi and Zihua looked at Hua Rou together.

Hua Rou didn't say anything, turned around and walked out.

Seeing this, Ziqi sneered: "Bad seed! ”

"Just this little bit of courage and still want to learn poison skills?"

"Let's go."

Zihua and Ziqi entered the stone door, and when Ziqi walked to a prison door with a cold and arrogant face, about to start poisoning, she glanced inside but paused, and after a few seconds, she smiled gloomily.