Chapter 82: The Poison Saint
As he spoke, his figure flashed, and the phantom came to us as if he were in shape.
I only felt a soft force on my back, and Qin Lang and I had been sent out of Zhangyu, but I saw the old Taoist priest's clothes fluttering, wearing flowers and butterflies shuttling among several black-clothed people, bringing up a string of afterimages, which looked both illusory and real in the moonlight.
"It's too vain and carefree." Qin Lang beside him praised in a low voice, "I don't want Liu's predecessors to have excellent medical skills, and their martial arts are also so good!" ”
Over there, the old Taoist priest didn't know when he was standing aside with his hands in his hands, looking coldly at the "Tang Sect disciples" who were staggering and twitching: "Gongyi Yang is not good at teaching his disciples, so the master will teach you a lesson for him: This Bodhisattva is poisonous, will you solve it?" ”
Coldly watching a few Tang Sect disciples fall to the ground, vomiting so much that the old Taoist shook his head helplessly: "This won't be?" Raising his hand, he raised a handful of purple powder, "What about Yulinling?" ”
Several people immediately turned purple and screamed and scratched their faces with their hands, scratching their flesh and blood.
"Won't it? It's really rotten wood that can't be carved! The old Taoist priest sighed and waved another handful of green powder, "Then, what about Xijiangyue?" ”
If it weren't for the fact that the appearance of a few men in black struggling with poisoning was too terrifying, I really wanted to laugh.
Several people no longer mutilated their faces, and their hands were stuck around their necks, as if as soon as they let go, their hearts, livers and organs would jump out of their mouths.
The old Taoist priest blew his hand, and suddenly raised his head and made a sudden realization: "Hey, I forgot after a few drinks, these poisons are all Daoist I have only recently figured out, and I haven't reported to the Tang Sect yet, so wait ......"
There is no one to listen to him?
Only the one farthest away from him, a dagger in his palm stabbed him in the right chest, and immediately a burst of blood spurted out, and the miserable green on his face faded a little, and he kowtowed to the old Taoist priest more than once: "Grandpa Shizu spare his life!" ”
"It's rare to have a living person." The old Taoist sneered, "Very good, go back and report a message to Gongyi Yang, just say that this girl is my Liu Banxia's closed disciple, if he dares to trouble my precious apprentice again, hum...... Let's see if he can solve the three poisons of Dao Ye and me! ”
I took a long breath and suddenly realized that this master was worth it.
Qin Lang solemnly thanked the old Taoist priest for saving his life, and I took the opportunity to praise him greatly with lotus flowers, which made the old Taoist smile very useful.
"Master, what about these dead bodies?" Looking at the bloody corpses on the ground, I felt sick in my stomach.
"For the sake of the teacher, these three poisons, no one in the world can solve them." The old Taoist priest stretched his waist and turned away, "Burn it, so as not to harm the birds and beasts nearby." ”
I thought about it, so I gathered the corpses together with Qin Lang, found some branches and dead grass, and lit a fire.
In the night breeze, I looked at the blazing fire.
"This is the rivers and lakes?" I asked Qin Lang beside me softly, "There are only grievances and hatreds, and there is no human compassion." ”
Recently, I have seen too much life and death, and my heart has been pierced again and again, and I am a little numb from the pain.
Qin Lang saw my sadness and held my slightly cold hand into his palm, "Just as the weeds turn into light ash when they are cremated, and the iron bones are quenched but turned into charcoal, the death of a person is either lighter than a feather or heavier than Mount Tai, after all, it is different." ”
The weeds are cremated and turned into light ash, and the iron bones are quenched and turned into coke...... I muttered as I repeated his words, and suddenly a flash of lightning crossed my mind......