"Third Mrs. Wang is poisoned."

When the middle-aged man heard this, he breathed a long sigh of relief and muttered to himself:

"They did it anyway...... Still hands-on......"

Zhao Rang hurriedly asked:

"Who are they?"

The middle-aged man did not answer, raised his head, looked at Zhao Rang with sharp eyes, and asked rhetorically:

"Who are you?"

Zhao Rang smiled and said:

"Someone who wants to help!"

The middle-aged man shook his head and said:

"You can't help with that."

"You haven't made it clear, how do you know we can't help?"

The middle-aged man's emotions suddenly lost control, he stood up, and kept pacing in the room, his face full of horror:

"I can't tell, and you can't help it! No one can help, because they're not human at all! ”

Immediately without giving Zhao Rang time to interject, he trembled his lips and kept repeating the last sentence:

"They're not human ...... at all"

"It's not a human at all!"

"It's not a human, is it a ghost?"

Yuan Kexin saw that a big man was so unproductive, and couldn't help but say with extreme contempt.

"Yes, it's a ghost! They're ghosts! ”

Unexpectedly, this sentence calmed down the middle-aged man.

Zhao Rang stepped forward, helped him on his back, and let the middle-aged man sit down slowly.

After a while, the middle-aged man gradually recovered, and he dreamed about the situation.

About ten days ago, he bought a batch of girls from Dawei Nandi from Yangguan, all of whom were sixteen or seventeen years old, all of them were beautiful and beautiful. Although it is not up to the best beauty, it is definitely the best quality.

According to the market at that time, such a girl could be exchanged for two strong war horses in the horse market of the late country.

The middle-aged man felt that he could make a lot of money this time, and he was very happy.

Although these horse dealers can directly come to the late Lan Dynasty to trade, they still have to make a record and pay taxes in advance when they pass through the Western Regions Business Alliance.

Since it has not been opened much recently, the middle-aged man's business turnover has been difficult, so he decided to take a risk and fight for wealth, so he and his men took this group of girls to the farthest and most dangerous road, so as to avoid the business alliance.

There was no danger along the way, and the middle-aged man took the girls to the city of King Lanmo safely.

He used to go to Xiangtengju every time he came to Wangcheng, and he would go to Xiangtengju to have a drink with Mrs. Wang.

As for the business, it was handed over to his big guys.

On this day, he arrived a little earlier.

Seeing that there were people sitting in the private room where he usually sits, he was immediately furious, and scolded Xiao Er.

"At that time, I didn't think much about it, relying on my relationship with Mrs. Wang, I rushed directly into the private room and lifted the table."

Zhao Rang asked:

"How many people are in the private room?"

The middle-aged man thought for a moment and said:

"I can't remember, maybe five or six, each with hoods, tattered clothes, smelly bodies, just a bunch of beggars!"

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he shivered on his body......

"I asked the guy how he could still go up to the third floor and arrange a private room! The guy was embarrassed to tell me that they were very generous, and they didn't mean to be in debt at all. “

As a restaurant, Xiang Tengju naturally has to do business if he has business.

No matter how the guest officer is dressed and can afford to pay, he must be treated equally.

This is also the tradition of Xiangtengju, and the third prince Wang has also repeatedly ordered and reaffirmed, saying that the hidden dragon and crouching tiger in the Western Regions are ruthless characters everywhere, so that the guys must not judge people by their appearance!

But he also couldn't imagine that it was not his men who broke this rule in the end, but his friends!

"When I lifted the table, the people didn't say anything. I got up and stood quietly for a while, and then left, and I didn't let the money back. ”

"Didn't say a word?"

Zhao Rang asked.

"No, absolutely not!"

Zhao Rang nodded and motioned for him to continue.

Although the table was lifted and the group of beggars was driven away, the smell in the private room could not be dispersed for a long time.

In the overturned dishes, chopsticks, dishes, and even wine jugs, there are black maggots writhing constantly.

"Those people haven't taken a shower for some time, I thought it was from them......"

As a last resort, I had to give up the private room I was used to and move to the next door.

Third Master Wang hasn't come yet, but the middle-aged man has come first.

The news brought by the guy was like a bolt from the blue for him!

"This batch of goods is smashed in my hands!"

"Can't sell?"

Zhao Rang said.

"Yes."

"The biggest trading partner of our horse dealers is the second largest tribe in the late Lan Dynasty, the Gongchen tribe. Although the strength of this tribe is a little worse than the Hanxing tribe where the lord of the country is located, it is not much. ”

And their demand for the beauties of Dawei Nandi is almost a bottomless pit! In the past, as long as it was a woman, even if it was a disabled or an old woman, she could trade smoothly! ”

"But this time my guy went to talk about business, and before he could open his mouth, he broke an arm and threw him out. He also said that in the future, their tribe would no longer trade war horses and beauties, even if they were the best! ”

Zhao Rang glanced at Yuan Mingkong.

The second largest tribe in the late Lan country, the third prince Wang also mentioned it, is the tribe where the fourth prince Anzuo belongs.

"Is it an order from the fourth prince, Anzuo?"

The middle-aged man asked in surprise:

"You know Anzo too?"

Zhao Rang replied:

"It was Mrs. Wang who said it."

"Well, it should be him. Although the leader of the Gongchen tribe is his father, his father's energy is all used to run the domestic government, and the affairs of the tribe are all in charge of his son, that is, the fourth prince of the Lan Mo Kingdom, An Zuo. ”

The middle-aged man came this time, thinking that he could make a lot of money, but he didn't expect to be occupied by a group of "beggars" first, and then he lost his business, and he was angry.

After Mrs. Wang came, he poured bitter water and complained.

"After a drink, I'm in a much better mood, who knows this is just the beginning!"

Back at the station of his firm, the middle-aged man saw the group of girls and thought to himself that he didn't make a penny this time, and he had to take care of them to eat and drink, what a big loss!

Coupled with the strength of the wine, he picked the best posture among them and threw it directly on his bed, ready to vent.

Unexpectedly, the girl who was crying and crying a moment ago, the girl with pear blossoms and rain, as soon as her skin touched his bed, it began to rot!

Her face became uneven, and needle-sized holes pierced through the skin, gushing out of rotting black flesh and emitting a foul stench.

The smell was exactly the same as what he had smelled in the private room.

The middle-aged man was shocked and hurriedly retreated.

Then I saw that the girl's whole body was shriveled down, like a piece of paper, fluttering, as if a blow could make it fly away.

"Poison in bed!"

The middle-aged man said affirmatively:

"Yes, someone poisoned my bed. But what they didn't expect was that it wasn't me who went to bed first that day. The girl...... She...... She saved my life! ”

But middle-aged people don't feel good either.

The thick stench in the room made his consciousness a little blurred, constantly drifting outward and converging.

In the confusion, he felt that his flesh and blood were gradually crumbling.

And he couldn't do anything about it, he could only watch it happen.

"Fortunately, it rained heavily that night! The wind blew the windows open and poured into the house, diluting the smell and slowly regaining consciousness! ”

Zhao Rang couldn't help but smack his tongue:

"What a powerful poisonous ......"

"Since then, I have never dared to go out or be alone. Every day, I got drunk in the courtyard of the trading house, and then let my men surround me, so that I could barely sleep for two or three hours. ”

As the middle-aged man spoke, he rolled up his sleeves.

His two forearms were already showing signs of festering.

"Then why are you going out today?"

Yuan Mingkong asked.

The middle-aged man replied with extreme exhaustion:

"Because I don't want to do business here anymore, I want to try my luck when I hear that someone can eat a hundred horses in one bite. If I'm lucky enough to be able to sell them all, I'll take the money and go back to Dawei for the elderly. ”

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he slowly lowered his sleeves and got up to leave.

When he walked to the door, he turned back to Zhao Rang and Yuan Mingkong and said:

"Don't mess with them! They are scarier than ghosts! ”

After the middle-aged man left, Zhao Rang and Yuan Mingkong were extremely heavy......

From his description, it is basically certain that the person who poisoned him should be Yanyu Pavilion.

Those who use poison are also poisoned in their hearts and eyes.

On weekdays, it's good that the well water doesn't interfere with the river water, but once it is offended, it is endless.

Now they are in the dark, and they are in the light, and they have no way to start.

"Even if you know, what can you do?"

Zhao Rang said.

Although the hidden weapon of Wang Yunshan in the three mountains has also come and gone without a trace, he does not want to poison such unpredictable powers.

Zhao Rang really didn't expect that the poison in the Yanyu Pavilion would be terrifying!

Just a little touch, the whole person will decay in an instant, and there will be no bones left.

"It's a lot easier to get along."

元明空 says:

"These people in the Yanyu Pavilion don't know what they are going to do in the late country of Lan, but the middle-aged man has offended them, and the third master Wang is a friend of the middle-aged man, he loves the house and Wu, and hates the house and Wu, and poisoned all the people related to him in disguise!"

Zhao Rang thought about it and said:

"Then his three righteous sons, can't they escape?"

Yuan Mingkong nodded solemnly:

"I'm afraid so."

Zhao Rang got up and said:

"The three of them must not die, and neither can Mrs. Wang! Otherwise, it's all a mess! ”

After discussing the matter, the two decided that Yuan Mingkong would notify Sanshan and ask them to be more vigilant.

Although the two sides are almost mortal enemies now, Yuan Mingkong is confident that there is a way to make them listen to persuasion.

Zhao Rang went to the city to find out the news of those people in the Yanyu Pavilion, and it was best to get the antidote from them.

He uses a knife to distance himself from these poisons to a certain extent and ensure his own safety.

As for Yuan Kexin, a good-looking and powerful girl, I don't know how many people in the Western Regions will covet her, so she will stay in the inn to avoid extraneous branches.

Zhao Rang straightened his clothes, and when he saw that his ring-headed knife had no scabbard again, he couldn't help but laugh at himself and said:

"This scabbard seems to have a grudge against me, it seems that I really have a bit of fate with that Shang Eleven!"