Suzaku City, a one-day car dealership.

Just after the unitary hour, the slanting sun has not completely set the city, the sky and the earth are dim, and everything is hazy.

Zhang Anping didn't get a single guest today, and there were no new copper plates in his pocket, so he ended the day's boring waiting early and returned the rented carriage to the backyard of the car dealership.

"Give, twenty cents is no more, no less. ”

With a distressed face, he took out the copper plate from the bottom of his pocket, and counted them one by one to the stables at the door, which was the lowest daily rent, and if there was still a car fare in the account, the car would get ninety percent, and he would have to get one percent.

Zhang Anping looked at the old man who was led into the stable, skinny, and complained to the stable: "I said that the car dealer earns so much money every day, why don't you give the horses better food." ”

There was a black mole on the corner of the horseman's mouth, and as soon as he spoke, his black mole would shake up and down, only to see the stableman pointing to the horse material next to him and said: "It's good to have grain grass to eat, if you want your daily rented horse to run fast, then I will feed it bean bran if you pay an extra five cents a day, how about it?"

Zhang Anping raised his brows, his face couldn't be darker, and he said rudely: "Damn, Lao Tzu gives this twenty yuan a day, it's less, I don't earn a cent today, but what do you want to do if I give you twenty yuan?"

As he spoke, Zhang Anping rolled up his sleeves and wanted to step forward and beat someone.

"In the future, feed Lao Zhang's horse with bean bran. ”

Hou Yiyong's voice appeared next to the two.

As if he had seen a savior, the stableman shouted aggrievedly: "Shopkeeper!"

After Zhang Anping saw Hou Yiyong, he rushed forward to beat people and put it down, waved his hand, and said, "Thank you for your kindness." ”

"Lao Zhang, I have a new sparrow tongue here, let's go to the front to taste it. ”

Hou Yiyong made a gesture of invitation, Zhang Anping knew that he was a rough man, Hou Yiyong should have other things to ask him, and he did not postpone it.

A sketch portrait appeared next to the teacup on the table, and after Hou Yiyong invited Zhang Anping to take a sip of tea, he asked straight to the point: "Lao Zhang, have you seen this person before?"

Zhang Anping can see from the portrait that the portrait has a pair of imposing sword eyebrows skimmed to both sides, a high nose bridge, a beard, and is probably in his thirties.

He closed his eyes and pondered, and after searching in his mind for a while, he shook his head at Hou Yiyong and said, "The shopkeeper, I really haven't seen it. ”

This portrait was taken down by Hou Yiyong from the feet of the bald eagle earlier, and a letter from Tieguzhai told them what had happened to them today, focusing on a caravan they had encountered, and one of them, Mu Qing, was also sent to him with a portrait for questioning.

"A caravan, a very powerful person", Hou Yiyong's very keen intuition told him that the clues that his subordinates had broken off in Qingyun Street had returned, so there was the current scene.

He saw Zhang Anping shaking his head in denial, and he didn't feel disappointed, for him, who was already a spy leader, changing his appearance was a very ordinary thing.

So he took out another portrait with the ink not dry, and continued to ask Zhang Anping, "What about this one?"

This portrait was sketched out of thin air by him based on Lao Zhang's introduction to good scholars, combined with the Iron Bone Village.

Zhang An calmly looked at the portrait that Hou Yiyong took out, and a person's face instantly appeared in his mind: a scholar who bought food and gave it away in Ni Leg Lane a few days ago.

Many thoughts flashed quickly in his heart, he didn't know why Hou Yiyong was still looking for clues about that scholar, and he felt faintly sorry in his heart, so he said to Hou Yiyong half-truthfully: "It seems that I have seen it, and I can't remember it clearly." ”

Hou Yiyong's face was unhappy, and he stared at Zhang Anping and said, "Old Zhang, I remember that you said before that as long as you have carried guests, you will not forget them, right?"

He didn't give Zhang Anping any chance to explain, and said straightforwardly: "This portrait is not like the scholar you drove to Liuye Bookstore before?"

Zhang Anping nodded very helplessly, and Hou Yiyong pursed his lips and laughed.

He handed Zhang Anping half a piece of broken silver, patted Zhang Anping's shoulder and said, "Lao Zhang, your memory has always been excellent!"

His voice was low, and he continued in a gloomy tone: "There are some things that you may have guessed as well, but it's better not to go around talking about them, got it?"

Zhang Anping nodded, and was about to take the hush money given to him by Hou Yiyong, but Hou Yiyong's hand paused, only to see him smile warmly and said: "Lao Zhang, don't get me wrong, this is not a hush money, this is the money for Ah Jiu to make new clothes for his uncle, oh, Lao Zhang, your daughter is called Ah Jiu, right?"

Zhang Anping's arms were stiff, his teeth were clenched, his neck nodded very sourly, and said, "That's right, I thanked Uncle Hou for Ah Jiu." ”

After sending Zhang Anping away, Hou Yiyong stood alone in front of the table, the tea was cold, but his mind was hot: Since he couldn't catch up with other people's butts, why don't you let others take the initiative to jump in?

......

Outside the gate of the iron bone village, charcoal burns, green smoke fills the air, and the smell of grass and wood ash is mixed with a special taste.

Mu Qing took the medicine bowl handed over by Cao Mo, took another sip, and tasted the medicines containing quinoa, aconitum, licorice and other medicines, he didn't feel anything unusual, in order to express his kindness, he smiled and said to Cao Mo: "Mr. Cao doesn't need to do this again and again, there is still no problem with the medicine this time." ”

"No problem, well, no problem. ”

Cao Mo nodded, and smiled inexplicably.

Mu Qing looked at the old man in front of him who was smiling a little strangely, and wondered why the other party kept staring at him and couldn't leave.

His gaze went over Cao Mo in front of him and cast his gaze around the iron pot.

I saw that all the surviving guards in the caravan had already taken the initiative to take the bowl and drink the third medicine around the iron pot.

Mu Qing was suddenly stunned, his vision jumped, his heart tightened at the same time, the group of people not far away had already ghosted, he shook his head heavily, and his vision was clearer.

The guards' medicine bowls fell to the ground and shattered, their faces brighter and redder than the leaping light of the fire under the big iron cauldron, and blood flowed down their noses, eyes, and ears at the same time.

By the time Mu Qing shook his head vigorously and blinked his eyes and looked again, the group of people had already collapsed silently around the big iron pot.

At this time, a gust of wind passed outside the stockade, and the crackling sound of burning wood and the cracking sound of the medicine bowl falling to the ground were intertwined, except for the silence of people.

As far as the eye could see, the grooms who had not drunk the medicine did not know when they fell into the smoke.

"You ......"

A stream of heat flowed out of his nose and silently, sticking to his lips and seeping into his teeth, and Mu Qing's seven orifices began to bleed.

"Hehe... Haha......"

Cao Mo's originally rickety body stood up straight, and he laughed loudly, only one forehead shorter than Mu Qing, as happy as a naughty child who succeeded in his prank, and his appearance was usually only seen by the dying.

He put his hands behind his back, not thinking that there would be any accidents at all, and said to Mu Qing with a smile: "Young man, I have to admit that you are very talented in distinguishing medicines, even I have a hard time distinguishing what drugs are from the medicinal soup that has been boiled, but you can distinguish them." ”

"I was a little worried, but it turns out that my idea is redundant, what can you do if you tell the difference?

Cao Mo stood in front of Mu Qing, like a kind old master teaching his disciples, and said: "These three medicines are all good medicines, but sometimes good medicines are not only bitter, but also may kill people. ”

"For... Miscellaneous... What?"

Blood dripped, Mu Qing asked intermittently, things still have a turnaround, but he still needs time!

Among the assassins of the same period in the Hidden Valley, Mu Qing's pharmacist talent and level were never at the same level as others.

While others were still tinkering with the venom or poison of a single ingredient, he was already groping for a compound poison composed of different poisons, but he really didn't understand why the three pairs of drugs were all good medicines but had a problem with human death.

Cao Mo enjoyed the expression of struggle when the dying man was thirsting for the truth, he stroked his gray beard, and replied as if he was puzzled: "The pharmacological effect of a pair of medicines actually takes a day to completely dissipate, you have drunk the first side of the medicine, and the second side of the medicine has been drunk, but they are indeed all tonics, but the third side of medicine is different, although it is still a tonic, but as long as you drink it, no matter whether you drink the first side of the medicine or the second one, it will eventually become poison." ”

"The True Book of Ten Thousand Poisons" can be described as a strange book, Cao Mo is secretly complacent, although the kid in front of him is in his thirties, it is impossible to know those mysteries.

Cao Mo enjoyed the feeling of grasping the overall situation for a moment, and found that although the kid in front of him was still bleeding, he just didn't fall.

He frowned, squinted at Mu Qing like a bedbug, and said in a contemptuous tone: "It's a pity, it seems that you have to send you on the road personally Grandpa Cao." ”

The hem of Cao Mo's clothes was windless at this time, and he was angry with his dantian, and his luck was in his palms, and he planned to directly smash Mu Qing's heart with one palm.

"Die!"

Mu Qing's body was the battle between heaven and man, and the toxin had not been completely digested by the special internal force, he staggered back, trying to dodge this palm, but he still couldn't use the method, and the speed of Cao Mo's palm was obviously faster than his retreat.

"Bang... Puff ......"

A mouthful of fishy sweet blood sprayed on Mu Qing's face.

Liu Weirui, who was covered with a face towel, fell to the ground with him in her arms, and after rolling a few times, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Liu Weirui discovered that everyone was wrong a little earlier than Mu Qing, she was exhausted today and didn't bother to drink the medicine that Cao Mo prepared for everyone, and when she found that the smoke from the bonfire was also poisonous, she immediately took out the face towel she usually prepared and put it on, so that when Mu Qing's life was hanging for a moment, she blocked the blow that wanted to directly break his heart.

"Hmph! Little Niangpi is really anxious to be reincarnated, then I'll give you another ride!"

Cao Mo hooked his left foot and picked up a wooden branch next to the bonfire, his internal force was poured into the wooden branch through his arm, and he gathered the internal force of his whole body to shoot at the back of Liu Weirui's head, striving to shoot the two directly through.