I took a sip of tea, the fragrance of spring tea spread between my lips and teeth, the soft fragrance slightly oozes bitterness, which makes me suddenly feel very compatible with the person in front of me, he is gentle and greasy to me most of the time, but his gentleness and his smile are bitter.

I think he's treated me pretty well, and if I hadn't fallen in love with the little beggar, I'd probably like him a little.

But nothing can be assumed.

He asked me for help, and if it didn't conflict with my interests and didn't go against my principles, I could help him and thank him for his concern and care for me.

I nodded and motioned for him to state the situation.

He said: "I need you to help me prepare a taste of poison, requiring colorless and tasteless, dissolved in water, if it is toxic," he lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "To death, but first let life be worse than death, let him suffer for seven hundred and forty-nine days, and then kill him." ”

I frowned slightly, a little disgusted with his inferiority, human life is like a mustard, although it is not valuable, but it should not be so wasted.

Although I am a notorious poison doctor, I use poison to fight poison, and I can't save people without making people suffer, I have no choice but to do so, it doesn't mean that I want to use poison to kill people, as long as I don't hurt me or hurt my relatives, I don't want to kill people.

I put the teacup down, and it made a soft noise against the table. I pondered for a moment, then asked, "Can you tell me for whom this poison is being used?" ”

He let out a terrifying sneer, and his temperament instantly turned cold, and the depths of his deep eyes seemed to hide ice blades.

"For whom? For the most ruthless and unrighteous people in the world. ”

I saw that he was in a very abnormal mood, and felt that this topic could not continue, and something might happen if it continued, so I changed the topic softly: "I don't have an idea for the time being, you have to let me think about it for a while." ”

He suddenly squeezed my hand, a little hard, but I could still accept it.

He asked, "Xi'er, what would you think of me if I were to kill my loved ones?" ”

This is a proposition, I pursed my lips and didn't speak, if he kills his loved ones, it can only mean that he has lost his humanity. I didn't dare say that, but suddenly I didn't want to say anything against my heart to him.

He didn't answer when he called me, he was a little impatient, and his voice was a little higher: "Does Xi'er think that I am inhumane?" ”

He can guess this, of course, in other people's opinions, he should only be described as "dehumanizing".

He seemed to have been stabbed suddenly, his eyes became red, and his lips opened and closed and said cold and piercing words: "Xi'er, I want to let all those who are sorry for me go to hell, and let them all go to the eighteenth layer of hell to enjoy the punishment of the oil pot knife mountain, and let them enjoy the pain of pulling out their tongues and steamers." ”

He looked at me with a determined look in his eyes: "I don't want you to hate me, but I have to do this, I don't want to hide it from you, so I let you know." Xi'er, I know you'll be more afraid of me and hate me if you know this, but I will never do this to you. I only trust you in this world, and I will only be good to you. ”

I had some difficulty digesting his words, I knew that this man was too clever and bright, and he could see my thoughts at a glance, and he could see my lies as long as I told them, so I could only tell the truth: "I'm sorry, I can't help you with the hurtful things." ”

He seemed to have guessed my thoughts a long time ago, and said coldly: "It's okay, someone is already making this poison, I just want you to make it more, since you don't want to, I won't force you." ”