Covering an area of more than 100 acres, the city lord's mansion dominates the excellent feng shui of Haotian City, and since its construction began three years ago, thousands of skilled craftsmen have been recruited to stack mountains and rivers and build a large number of buildings. After continuous repair, now in this house, the pavilions and pavilions are staggered, the halls and halls are all available, and in the meantime, according to the topography, the corridor and the water pavilion are built, the loop is connected, the carved beams and paintings are built, and the ingenuity is exhausted. In addition, Lord Yin of this mansion is accustomed to stealing and plundering, and within a few years of taking office, he has plundered a large amount of gold, silver and jewelry, which are hidden in the mansion.

Regardless of the priceless rarities, let's just say that in this new house, a pair of candles are dancing frequently, and gold and color are painted everywhere, which is extremely luxurious. But now, Yang Ao has no interest in those antiques, and the only thing he cares about is the little sister who is addicted to drugs and sleeps on the side.

However, it is said that this "hundred days of drunkenness", also known as "immortal pour", was originally transmitted by the secret system of the Demon Domain, and was listed as a taboo thing in the two worlds of man and god. Even if the cultivation is high, the top powerhouse only needs a shallow glass, and it is enough to get drunk. And for ordinary people who have no foundation in sword power, just a few drops will fall into a coma and be at the mercy of others.

Moreover, the most despicable thing is that this 100-day drunk contains a strong hallucinogenic component, the poisoned person seems to be ignorant and unconscious, but in fact there is still a trance consciousness in the brain, and the divine breath in the body can also react to the turnover, so it is often regarded as a treasure of flower picking by secret cultivators.

Because he had the primordial spirit of the Heavenly Sword Emperor in his body, Yang Ao knew the despicable and sinister nature of this forbidden medicine. Such a vulgar and unbearable lewd trick is used on relatives, no matter who it is, it will inevitably be furious and murderous!

Since you are unkind and unjust, then don't blame my men for being ruthless!

With his mind decided, Yang Ao leaned over and picked up his little sister, cast another trick, followed the way he came, and quietly withdrew. Fortunately, the sky was light, and the guards on duty were all sleeping in the gatehouse, and there was a huge city lord's mansion, and not a single soldier patrolled here.

Passing through the side door and returning to the alley, the black horse was not affected by the blind eye because it did not have the wisdom of the gods, and when he saw the young master running with a girl in red clothes, he couldn't help but take two steps back. Yang Ao hurriedly calmed the black horse, put the little sister on the back of the horse, and sat in the back, whistled, and left.

The vendors outside in the morning market suddenly saw a wild horse with black fur running out of the alley, and they all shouted and couldn't avoid it. How could they see that there was still a pair of brothers and sisters in distress who would live the rest of their lives after the catastrophe, and they would not have thought that in half an hour, a more shocking drama would be staged here.

Yang Ao galloped all the way and returned to the dart game before he appeared.

Uncle Zhang hurriedly greeted him when he heard the voice, half happy and half worried, and sighed with tears: "Young owner, you can come back......! Uh, this, is this Miss, she, how is she ......?"

"Poisoned," Yang Ao gritted his teeth and replied, and hurriedly said: "Quick! Uncle Zhang, you and Ruoqing will leave here immediately! Remember, go south out of the city and wait for me in Laojun Cave!"

"This ......" may not have experienced such an urgent scene for a long time, Uncle Zhang trembled his white beard, stunned.

"Hurry up, you won't be able to get out of the city later. ”

"Oh, yes," said Uncle Zhang, who came back to his senses, and Nono repeatedly, "well, there are three mules and horses in the back, and a caravan, which will come in handy." But, what are you the young owner?"

"Don't worry, I'll be back on some errands, and I'll be there. ”

Yang Ao urged, put his sister in the car, and pulled some clean cloth and satin to cover it to prevent inspection, and then found a saddle bridle for the black horse to match, still using stealth skills, patting the horse back to the city lord's mansion.

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On Fuqian Street, pedestrians are still sparse, and the shops and vendors along the street are also listless.

The punctual sun silently brushed a touch of red in the pale sky. The tall Enrong archway, the cornices and corners of the people along the street, the steaming steamers and stoves, are all reflected in the morning light, and the cage is covered with a layer of golden light, dragging out the shadows of the old elders one after another.

Just when the silence was a little boring, the street suddenly stirred up a road of yellow dust, and a vigorous black horse, with wind under its hooves, galloped past.

"Hey?!" the stall owner who sold breakfast instinctively shouted, and even forgot to clip the sizzling fritters in the pot.

An old patron next to him hurriedly turned his head, fanned the flying dust, and complained: "Where did the wild horses come from!

The stall owner lowered his voice and pointed to the alley opposite, "This horse came out of there before, and I don't know which one it is." However, I always find it a little weird......"

"Weird?

"You didn't see it, I was a wild horse from outside the city just now. But this time, it seems that a bridle has been added and a saddle has been added. ”

"So what?"

"Have you ever seen a horse running around on its own with its bridle and saddle on?"

"Well, that's rare. ”

"That's right! You say this horse...... Where are you going?" a fritter has been fried, and it is sandwiched into a bamboo sieve by long chopsticks, draining the remaining oil.

"Whew, no matter where it goes, what does it have to do with me?" the old customer waited for the freshly fried fritters, swallowed his saliva and urged.

The stall owner was silent, and quickly rolled out a strip of white flour and stabbed it into the oil pan.

Just as these two were pondering the strangeness of galloping horses on the street, Yang Ao had already entered the mansion.

The guards in the porter were still snoring, and some servants in the cloister were busy pulling red silk and hanging lanterns, while more were gathered in the back kitchen and dining room, preparing for the upcoming wedding feast. At this time, no one in the City Lord's Mansion found that Yang Ruoqing had been rescued, and no one expected the upcoming change.

But then again, where is the City Lord's Mansion? That is the most powerful existence in the entire Haotian City, who would eat the leopard's gall and dare to break ground on Tai Sui's head?

Because of this kind of arrogance, Fu Yin neither sent people to be on duty in the new house, nor did he increase the number of people who patrolled, but he was just thinking about how much gift money he could earn from this happy event.

So, the most dangerous place is also the safest place.

Now, Yang Ao wants to solve a problem as soon as possible, that is, to find an antidote. On the way over, he had already thought it through.

First of all, there must be an antidote in this house, otherwise these gangsters would not dare and would not use the 100-day drunk.

Secondly, there should be three possibilities as to the location of this antidote: one is that it is in the new house, because it is the most convenient to access. The second is to hide it in a warehouse somewhere with all kinds of drugs for unified safekeeping. The third is to be carried by the son of the Fu Yin. Of course, this is the least likely.

Rushing to the greatest possibility, Yang Ao hid his figure, pushed the door and walked into the house.

The new house is divided into two rooms, the inside and the outside, there is a round table of golden silk nan wood, a circle of carved chairs around the perimeter, and the inner room is against the wall, and several rosewood cabinets are placed on the side, which is a beautifully carved shelf bed. The pearl and phoenix crown and embroidered golden curtain that I just took off were all pitifully thrown on the ground.

The antidote! The antidote! Yang Ao's mind was full of these two words, rummaging through the boxes and cabinets in the room, eagerly searching. The primordial spirit of the Celestial Clan in the body was immediately stimulated and activated the power of synaesthesia, so in a moment, in the dark compartment of the dresser, a white jade bottle the size of a water chestnut was found.

The bottle is engraved with a delicate grass pattern, which is very exotic. When the cork is removed, a strong smell similar to a mixture of citrus and osmanthus hits my nose...... That's it! The antidote to 100 days of drunkenness!

Yang Ao tried his best to control his joy, and planned to go out immediately to meet his little sister and Uncle Zhang.

I was about to turn my head, but I saw that the door had been pushed open with a creak, and a young woman with a high hair and a brocade robe twisted her waist and stepped through the door.

The woman was about twenty years old, with a slender figure, mature makeup, and gold and silver from head to toe.

Although Yang Ao couldn't be seen, but now the house was messy and clothes were everywhere, and the young woman's first reaction was that she had been robbed, and she hurriedly wanted to call for help.

Of course, she couldn't shout anymore. I felt a sore numb like electricity on the back of my neck, and then my eyes went black and I fell to the ground.

"Hmph! There is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get them!"

Yang Ao sneered, carried the woman to the edge of the bed, covered it with a futon, and picked up a piece of red silk to cover her head and face. The moment he clicked on the back of the other party's neck just now, he had already read the woman's memory through the Mixed Yuan Technique he had practiced in the Divine Realm.

This is none other than the seventh aunt of Yin Xinna, the city lord's mansion, who secretly played mahjong all night in the back room last night, and wanted to take advantage of the dawn to sneak back to his room to rest, but he was drowsy and ran off the road, and the ghost sent the gods to this new house.

"Your son-in-law wants to ask for a daughter-in-law so much, today the master will give you one for free!"

Yang Ao walked out of the room with a sly pleasure.