Chapter 297: Arsenic

Chen Jiayan didn't answer me directly, but asked, "Why did you carry me out in the middle of the night?"

"Carry it out?" I turned my head to look at Ji Canghai: "You ......."

Ji Canghai looked embarrassed: "You let me make up a reason, I'm stupid!"

"Fortunately, the floor is not high, so I carried it out."

I let out a long sigh, "Okay, if only I could come out."

"Has there been anything unusual about Xiaohua lately?"

Chen Jiayan almost didn't hesitate, and shook his head vigorously: "No."

I didn't relax because of this, but became more vigilant: "Xiaohua is very suspicious now, you are not allowed to leave until this matter is clarified!"

Chen Jiayan's tone rose a little: "You have to think about it for me! What can I do here?"

"I beg you, too, to think for me." I couldn't help but sigh, "It's not good to be scared."

At this time, the door suddenly opened downstairs, and several muffled footsteps also sounded.

"What are you going to do if you toss me in the morning?"

I looked down the stairs and looked, Yu Dakui from Luban Gate had arrived!

Uncle Ya sat there motionless like a wooden man, and Lao Yu stepped forward, and he just nodded.

"San'er, get me some frosting, and then get me a chicken!"

I suddenly felt a few numbness in my back.

Frosting is not sugar, but arsenic!

Lao Yu stopped his steps directly, and shouted with horror on his face: "Toss me over in the morning, you want to poison me?"

The man took out a porcelain vase from the back hall, and a live chicken was also placed at Uncle Ya's feet.

"Lao Yu, you watch."

Uncle Ya shook out some powder from the bottle and gently rubbed it on the chicken's beak.

In a few minutes, the rooster, which was still flapping its wings, had stopped moving.

And its blue-black cockscomb directly proves the toxicity of arsenic!

Lao Yu looked at Uncle Ya with a shocked face: "I haven't been difficult for your apprentice recently, you don't have to scare me here!"

Uncle Ya smiled indifferently: "Don't worry, the arsenic is for me."

"I invited you here today to ask a few words, and if you lie, I will drink the arsenic immediately."

Lao Yu was just about to speak, but Uncle Ya spoke again: "You know my ability to distinguish between truth and falsehood, don't try to lie to me."

"You ......"

Lao Yu stomped his feet anxiously: "What's the matter, can't you just say it?"

"What are you doing here?"

Uncle Ya didn't speak again, but took out the file and slapped it directly on the table.

"I'd like to hear from you."

The appearance of this file made Lao Yu's swarthy face obviously flushed.

I saw very clearly on the second floor that Lao Yu's face began to crackle and sweat!

Uncle Ya looked at Lao Yu expressionlessly: "What are you guys doing when you guys are mixed together?"

"Why did your file appear in a Gu cultivation hospital?"

Lao Yu clenched his fists and didn't speak for a long time.

"You don't know, or don't you dare to say it?"

After a while, Lao Yu squeezed out a sentence: "You are not qualified to talk to me in this tone."

"Oh?"

Uncle Tooth unbuttoned his clothes with one hand and withdrew the robe, and a crescent-shaped wound on his shoulder leaked into the air.

"About thirty years ago, we went to Lingnan to do work."

Uncle Ya exhaled, "I met the wolves halfway, everyone ran away, and I went back to save you."

"I exchanged an arm for your life, haven't you forgotten this?"

Lao Yu's face turned red, and his eyes stared at the ground: "No, I dare not forget."

"Then you say, am I qualified to ask you?"

After the death-like silence, Lao Yu slowly raised his head: "You are light, you don't love treasures, you can tell stories here safely, but I can't!"

"I'm asking about your files!"

Uncle Ya burst out and stopped Lao Yu's words.

"Hey."

Lao Yu sat on the stool, his head hanging into the crotch of his pants: "The whole Mo Nan, you are kept in the dark."

"I'll be honest with you."