"No, I have to stop it!" Zhang Yang thought to himself.

But when he was about to speak, Tuk Tuk had already made a move, and saw its sharp beak pecking at the tall and thin corpse, so fast that it was astonishing.

But this time, it did not suck human blood, but swallowed the sword blade fragments on the thin and tall man's body one by one as if it were eating, as if the temptation of this sword blade fragment was far greater than human blood.

"Huh?" Zhang Yang was stunned, his face full of surprise.

"This guy has changed sex, but if you eat something so hard, it's okay, it's not food!"

Zhang Yang was thinking like this, and suddenly there was a clicking sound in Tu Tuk's abdomen, and those sword blade fragments seemed to be melting little by little.

Tuk Tuk let out an excited cry, and the bird's beak pecked faster and faster.

Seeing this, Zhang Yang finally believed that this strange bird really ate gold and iron as food.

In a short time, all the blade fragments on the tall and thin corpse had been pecked clean, leaving only a wound full of holes.

Zhang Yang glanced at the corpse, and then at Tu Tuk, with mixed feelings.

Tuk-tuk, on the other hand, belched and spat out a small piece of metal from his mouth from time to time. However, before the metal chips could hit the ground, the thin and long beak of the tuk tuk immediately caught it steadily, refusing to waste half a point.

"Alas......" Zhang Yang let out a long sigh, what he was sighing, no one knew except himself.

At this time, his eyes fell on Yingying, who was unconscious on the side, and he quickly stepped forward, helped Yingying up, and then checked her injuries.

Before, he had seen the tall and thin man slap a knife and knock Yingying unconscious, but he didn't dare to guarantee that before that, the tall and thin man had done anything else.

After all, on this river and lake, people's hearts are sinister, and there are all kinds of strange tricks, these, three months of wandering, let Zhang Yang see them one by one.

He carefully checked Yingying's pulse, feeling the vitality coming from her body, a hanging heart, and finally let go.

"It's good that you're fine!" Zhang Yang exhaled softly, and said with some fear.

The situation just now was really dangerous, the thin and tall person took Yingying as a hostage, if she hadn't noticed it, I'm afraid she would have died under her own sword.

"Yingying...... , Wake up......" Zhang Yang gently shook Yingying's body, but she didn't react.

Zhang Yang couldn't help it, so he looked up at the trembling shopkeeper and wanted to ask him for a bowl of water.

Who knows, as soon as he looked up, he saw that the eyes of the shopkeeper were full of fear.

Two jet-black streams of blood slowly slid down his nostrils. He reached out and wiped it, and when he saw the blood stains on his hands, he let out a sharp scream.

Immediately after, his body fell straight back, and Zhang Yang was horrified to see that thick black blood was flowing from his eyes, nostrils, ears, and mouth.

"He's poisoned!" Zhang Yang reacted subconsciously.

Almost as soon as he reacted, a wild laugh rang out in the air.

"If you offend Bu Jianting, there is only one end, and that is death!" The voice came from nowhere, sometimes far and sometimes near, sometimes big and sometimes small, false or real, making it difficult to judge his source.

Zhang Yang was shocked, turned his head suddenly, and looked at Yingying, but saw that Yingying's face suddenly turned dark blue, obviously poisoned.

"He Fang, rat generation, have the ability to show up!" Zhang Yang was shocked and angry, and shouted sharply.

In the air, the man seemed to let out a "huh", as if he was a little surprised, but he was indifferent to Zhang Yang's agitation method.

There was no one around, nothing but dense weeds and trees. But Zhang Yang knew that someone must have used a very clever method to make people unable to guess his hiding place and secretly poison him.

Thinking that Bu Jianting would repeatedly poison a little girl like Yingying, and it was under his nose, Zhang Yang's anger became even stronger.

Wow......

Zhang Yang made a shovel under his feet, and in an instant, the earth and stones splashed, and those small stones, like bursting beans, shot out several feet away at once, shooting in all directions.

Suddenly, in the grass not far away, there was a low cry, and the voice was a little hideous.

Zhang Yang's ears moved slightly, his eyes were like electricity, and his body seemed to shoot out, heading towards the grass. But before he could get closer, a handful of white powder suddenly sprinkled out of the grass and rushed towards Zhang Yang!

Zhang Yang reacted quickly, hurriedly covered it with his sleeve, and at the same time closed his eyes and dodged to the side.

In the air, the pungent smell of lime came, and when Zhang Yang opened his eyes again, he saw that among the grass, weeds were floating, like a spirit snake moving quickly, sliding out of a winding wave.

"Bah, shameless rats!" Zhang Yang snorted softly, and the hatred in his eyes was unsettled.

And the man who fled was far away, and when he left, he left a passage.

"If you want to save that little girl, within three days, Bujian Ting Shangzhou County will come to get the antidote!"

Zhang Yang was worried about Yingying's safety, and didn't dare to go too far, for fear of falling into the other party's plan to divert the tiger from the mountain.

He turned and walked over to Yingying, checked her pulse, and then frowned deeply, and finally he put Yingying on his back and left.

But Tuk Tuk had already lay in Zhang Yang's arms and fell asleep.

"She's been poisoned, and she must be treated by a doctor right away!" he pondered in his heart as he walked.

By the time he found the hospital, it was already the middle of the night.

"Doctor, open the door and save people!" Zhang Yang stood at the door of a medical hall and slammed the door of the medical hall vigorously.

After a while, the disgruntled voice of the owner sounded inside.

"I don't see a doctor, what time is it, and I don't let people sleep, go to another house!" said the owner of the medical hall impatiently.

However, Zhang Yang was indifferent, and his fists were still smashed on the door of the medical hall one after another.

"It's over, get out of here!" The people inside finally couldn't stand the harassment of Zhang Yang and shouted loudly.

Zhang Yang still didn't say more than half a word, and slammed his fist on the door mechanically.

Finally......

The person inside couldn't stand it anymore, got up and opened the door, and as soon as the door opened, the man opened his mouth and scolded, saying, "You have a short life to kill this god......"

His words were just spoken, but he was coldly interrupted by Zhang Yang and said, "Save people!"

And the doctor, who was not angry, immediately became smiling and extremely enthusiastic. He avoided his body and made a "please" gesture to Zhang Yang, signaling him to enter the door.

Of course, this is not for nothing, the reason is that Zhang Yang has a thick pile of silver tickets in his hand.

When so many silver tickets are shaking in front of a person's eyes, no matter how big the anger is, it will disappear.

As soon as he entered the door, the doctor glanced at Yingying on Zhang Yang's back and said, "Your Excellency is treating her!"

"Exactly!" Zhang Yang put Yingying down and placed her on the stool next to the table, supporting her body with one hand to prevent her from falling.

Although the night was dark, by the candlelight, the doctor could still judge the symptoms of Yingying's illness at a glance.

"She, poisoned?" the doctor asked.

Zhang Yang nodded and said, "Exactly, please also ask Mr. to try to treat, after detoxification, these are all Mr.'s!"

Zhang Yang threw the thick stack of silver tickets on the table at will.

When the doctor saw those silver tickets, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say, I will definitely do my best to rescue you, Your Excellency, please sit down for the time being, and wait for the old man to check the pulse of this little friend!"

As he spoke, his fingers were already on Yingying's wrist.

After about three breaths, the doctor's brow furrowed, and his face became extremely solemn.

After another three breaths, the doctor's face was already pale, and his gaze became strange.

Zhang Yang's heart tightened, and he asked, "Sir, does there be a way to detoxify?"

As soon as he spoke, the doctor suddenly changed color, stood up, and said sharply: "You go quickly, her illness can't be cured by the old man!"

Zhang raised his brows and asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean, sir?"

The doctor said: "Anyway, it can't be cured, you take her away quickly, I'm going to sleep!"

Zhang Yang's gaze became deeper, he stared at the thick stack of silver tickets on the table, and said faintly: "These silver tickets, Mr. is not interested in them anymore?"

At the mention of the silver ticket, the doctor's eyes obviously changed, and he couldn't help but glance at the table, but then he became resolute, and he sneered: "Take your silver ticket and go!"

"Hmm, he obviously wanted to get these silver tickets, but why did they suddenly become so strange?" Zhang Yang keenly sensed that there must be something strange in this.

His eyes, from beginning to end, did not let go of any subtle change in expression in the doctor's eyes. In the doctor's eyes, greed was clearly written, but there was a hint of fear and a hint of hesitation.

What is it that makes him so conflicted?

"I think Mr. seems to have something unspeakable?" Zhang Yang debunked.

The doctor's face changed again, and he said angrily: "Nonsense, you leave quickly, the old man is really going to rest!"

Zhang Yang sneered, reached out and picked up a tea bowl on the table, and with a slight force, the tea bowl shattered in response to the sound, making a crisp sound.

When the doctor saw this scene, he looked at Zhang Yang in horror and asked, "...... you What do you want to do?"

Zhang Yang said: "Tonight, if Mr. doesn't make it clear to you, you will never leave!"

"You ......" The doctor's anger surged up, and he was about to have a seizure, but when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them back.

Because he saw that Zhang Yang picked up a piece from the broken tea bowl fragments, pinched it in his hand, and then stared at himself with straight eyes.

Although there is no murderous aura in his eyes, he gives people the feeling that he will explode at any time!

This kind of person in the rivers and lakes is by no means something he can afford to provoke, and the doctor has seen the world and knows this truth well.

"How is it, have you figured it out?" Zhang Yang asked with a smile.

The doctor hesitated for a long time before he sighed and said, "Don't hide it from Your Excellency, this little friend's illness, the old man really can't help it!"

"Why?" Zhang Yang asked.

The doctor said: "If the old man's expectations are right, the poison in this little friend is the handiwork of Bu Jianting!"

From the doctor's mouth, hearing the three words of Bu Jianting, Zhang Yang immediately felt a trace of unease, his pupils shrank sharply, and asked, "How does Mr. know?"

The doctor's face showed a sneer, and he said, "Mind Eater scatters this kind of strange poison, except for Wei Zhiqi, the poison king of the Bujian Court, there is no second person who will have it!"

"Poison King Wei Zhiqi?" Zhang Yang muttered.

"Yes, this poison is exactly what he ordered! Under the banner of Bu Jian Ting, there are two masters of poisoning, and they and the other three masters of poison use on the rivers and lakes are all from the Holy Land of Medicine, the Valley of the God of Medicine. The doctor was conclusive.

"Medicine God Valley?"

Zhang Yang had also heard of the name Medicine God Valley, but they were hidden in the mountains and rarely communicated with people, so why did they suddenly run out?

The doctor said: "In the Valley of the God of Medicine, there are five geniuses, namely the Poison Saint Lou Yiping, the Poison Venerable Yao Siren, the Poison King Wei Zhiqi, the Poisonous Ghost Mo Wusheng, and the Poisonous Woman Yusheng Xiao. Half a month ago, two people in the Medicine God Valley, the Poison King Wei Zhiqi and the Poison Woman Yu Sheng Xiao, both took refuge under the banner of Bu Jian Ting, and used the strange poison they developed to poison or control dissidents who were unwilling to surrender to Bu Jian Ting!

Zhang Yang couldn't help asking: "Dare to ask, sir, what is so special about this heart-devouring poison?"

The doctor sneered and said, "The poison of devouring the heart, if it is attacked, hehe......"

"What will happen?" Zhang Yang suddenly grabbed the doctor's collar and asked coldly.