Chapter 8: Murderous Intent
One of the poisonous things, which grows in heaven and earth, is the most natural, but its nature is the most insidious. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
Those who fly in the sky, swim in the water, climb on the trees, and run on the ground...... As long as you dare to step in the wilderness, you can see poison everywhere.
Even immobile plants are no exception, and a small burr can take your life.
The more delicate it is, the more terrible it is, and people who often go to the rivers and lakes understand this truth.
Crane top red, oleander, scissors tree...... These names sound beautiful and well-behaved, but in the rivers and lakes, they are really terrifying stars.
At this moment, the paper bag was filled with a thick red nameless powder, lying in the hands of the black impermanence.
Black impermanence looked at the powder, and the tea brewing grandfather looked at black impermanence.
The medicine in the mortal world can't overturn the ghost envoy in the underworld, if this pack of powder is really an antidote, black impermanence doesn't have to take it.
But the poison of the yang world can't kill the impermanence of Fengdu, if this packet of powder is really poison, it doesn't hurt to take it.
However, the young master was arrogant by nature, poured all the fiery red medicinal powder into the tea bowl, and pushed the tea bowl to the tea brewing grandfather.
The tea brewing grandfather will know, pick up the kettle casually, and fill the tea bowl.
After the powder is mixed with water, only a few bubbles bubble up, and then it melts into invisibility.
The color as red as blood has disappeared into the tea, and it is nowhere to be found.
Rinse the water and push the bowl back to the black impermanence.
The corners of his mouth raised a sneer, he picked up the tea bowl casually, and was just about to approach his mouth, when he suddenly heard someone drunk behind him: "Good wine should be like this, and it will last for ten thousand years...... Little second official, don't be lazy, add wine, add wine!"
Looking for prestige, these drunken words were made by the tea guests who had been sleeping at their desks.
I saw that his shoulders shrugged slightly, and he moved his lazy bones, and then slowly raised his head.
Touching his forehead with one hand, propping himself on the table with his elbow, he looked at the puddle of saliva he left on the tea case, and asked himself with a wry smile: "Huh? Fang Cai was obviously drinking and talking to Li Taibai, why did he change places in the blink of an eye?"
The voice was very familiar, and when I saw the man's back was lazy and sloppy, I knew who was here.
With a cold snort of disdain, he put down the tea bowl.
The man wiped the saliva on his chin, wiped the saliva stained on the palm of his hand on his hair, and said drunkly: "That's it, that's it, since Shixian is no longer strong enough to drink, and the foolish brother no longer insists on it, you can go first." ”
Thinking about it, this person had just been drinking with Li Bai in a dream.
It's so funny, and some people get drunk in their dreams.
He stretched his waist and turned around, revealing a personable but half-conscious face.
Sure enough, it was another Senluo ghost envoy - Bai Jun Impermanence.
Seeing that there was tea in front of Hei Wuchang, he smiled slightly and staggered over.
picked up the tea bowl, rubbed his forehead, and sighed: "There is no wine and tea, and it is better than nothing, at least it can relieve the dry tongue." ”
As soon as he put his lips close to the edge of the bowl, he heard the tea brewing grandfather dissuade: "Friend, you can't drink this bowl of tea." ”
Turning his head to look at the tea brewing grandfather, his face was puzzled: "Are you afraid that my brother will not have the money to settle the account?"
Unhurriedly, he took out the cigarette pouch in his waist, stored grass, lit a fire, and only replied to him after exhaling a puff of smoke: "If a friend is thirsty at the intersection of the road, and it is inconvenient for his waist to be inconvenient for a while, what does it matter if the old man gives the whole tea stall to his friend? It's just this bowl of tea...... But my friend really couldn't drink it. ”
"What?" Bai Wuchang carefully measured the tea soup in the bowl, only to see that the tea was clear and bright, and there was nothing wrong with it, and then asked the tea brewing grandfather with a smile: "Could it be that this bowl of tea is particularly precious?
After laughing, he replied: "If a friend can dream of meeting Li Taibai, he must be a good person, why bother not to leave the copper smell? I persuaded my friend not to drink this bowl of tea, because I didn't want my friend to be a villain who grabbed people's beauty, and this bowl of tea was specially prepared by the old man for this little brother." ”
looked at the black impermanence, and saw that his face was the same as before, and he was silent, only a listener, and he did not reveal the identity of the white impermanence.
Bai Wuchang was also happy to pretend to be stupid: "Since this is the case, then things will be easy to do, the brother transferred the tea to the little brother, the tea is the little brother's, I am going to ask for this bowl of tea now, it is not a transaction between you and me, but a transaction between me and this little brother." ”
After a pause, he smiled and asked Grandpa Tea, "Is that right?"
Being wordless by his cunning, Grandpa Boiling Tea had a gloomy face and smoked the cigarette pouch in his mouth.
I don't know what kind of mystery he is selling, and Hei Wuchang doesn't bother to listen to the boring words between them for a bowl of tea, and snorts: "Drink it, drink it, there is a lot of nonsense." ”
"Yes, yes, yes. Bai Wuchang nodded repeatedly: "There is tea instead of wine, you must drink it as soon as you drink it." ”
When he raised his hand and was about to drink it, his hand slipped, and the whole bowl of tea was spilled on the ground.
The tea soup fell into the grass and immediately boiled, with the help of a gentle breeze, igniting a fire.
The flames flickered and climbed up the white robes.
When he glanced back, he was immediately shocked, slapped the flames with his back sleeves, and shouted while jumping: "It's amazing, it's amazing, it's actually burning your butt." ”
This bowl of strong tea is really poisonous!
Hei Wuchang looked at the tea brewing grandfather coldly, and he was resentful in his heart.
I just saw your grandfather and grandson set up tea and rob money, and you actually want to put me to death, your intentions are too vicious!
How can this kind of person be left as a curse?
The murderous intent was darkened, but the tea brewing grandfather seemed to be unaware, looking at Bai Wuchang, who was deliberately pretending, he lifted the kettle and waved it lightly, and shot a water arrow from the spout of the kettle, extinguishing the fire on his robe.
The old voice asked, "Meng Po of Fengdu, who are you?"
The fire had passed, Bai Wuchang was suddenly reassured, stroked his chest and returned to his senses, and asked rhetorically: "Meng Po of Fengdu, who are you?"
The same question to each other, making Hei Impermanence gasp, could it be that this packet of medicinal powder was actually made by Meng Po?
Meng Po dances poison, and the Three Realms change color!
The poison of Meng Po in the underworld, the special medicine of all kinds of Da Luo Jin Xian, who dares to get along?
Although Meng Po is only a character who doesn't even have a job in Fengdu, no one in the Three Realms dares to underestimate her.
Her attainments in medicinal properties and toxicology have reached the realm of transformation.
If there are gods and Buddhas who practice and fall into demons, they can't save themselves, and only finding Meng Po is the last hope.
Hei Impermanence locked his eyebrows, and sighed in his heart, if this poison was really concocted by Meng Po, and he just drank it, I am afraid that he would have been rotten in his stomach.
How could mortals get Meng Po's poison?
Could it be that this old man also has something to do with Fengdu?
Staring at the tea brewing grandfather, the black impermanence is full of gloom.
The old man smacked a few puffs of smoke, knocked out the cigarette pouch fire on the soles of his shoes, stood up, and snorted: "The road is facing the sky, go to one side, two please." ”
The old man chased away the guests, but Bai Wuchang was happy: "Very good, very good." ”
took out the white feather fan from his arms, diligently fanned the wind for the black impermanence, and urged: "If the little brother has rested enough, let's go on the road together?"
Hei Wuchang slowly got up, hung down the iron rope wrapped around his forearm, and stared at the tea brewing grandfather: "Am I the guest who invites you and sends it if you want?"
Grandpa Boiling Tea took a step back, glanced at the black chain of black impermanence, and asked, "What do you want to say?"
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his smile was cold: "I save people in my mouth, but I secretly poison myself, such a despicable act must not be connived at." ”
With a flick of his arm, he hung the rope on the wooden bench, and a good wooden bench immediately turned to ashes and dissipated in mid-air.
After flashing his hand, he jumped back lightly and asked the old man in a cold voice: "Show your blade." ”
I didn't see this young man exuding Dharma Qi all around him, and he was able to dissipate a wooden stool into invisibility, so he was extraordinary!
The enemy is pressing, and the tea brewing grandfather is not panicking, and he raises his eyebrows and drinks: "What?
Hei Wuchang doesn't like to say much, since he has already moved to kill, how can he easily take it back.
He never took advantage of people's unpreparedness, his eyes were cold, and he urged again: "Show your blade." ”
The situation has stalemate, and it is difficult to manage.
Bai Wuchang coughed lightly, took a step, and was about to interject to say peace, when he suddenly heard someone shouting coquettishly in the distance: "Grandpa, grandpa, don't hurt my little brother." ”
When I turned around, I saw that the little girl in the blue shirt had just been full of treasures, and she hurried here with a smile.
I didn't see how she was in a hurry, and in a few blinks of an eye, she snuggled up to Grandpa Tea.
Coquettishly hugged one of the arms of the tea brewing grandfather and shook it, looked at the black impermanence with a red face, bit his lip and said, "You...... Hurry up, if there is a fate between heaven and earth, we will see you again. ”
Since the beginning of Hei Impermanence's sitting in this tea stall, the little girl in the blue shirt has always cared for him well, and has never been rude.
Even though Black Impermanence is arrogant, he is also clear from wrong, and he can't be angry with the little girl in the blue shirt.
But if he wants to let go of the people who want to poison his life, he can't.
With a gloomy voice, he asked the little girl in the blue shirt: "Your grandfather just wanted to poison me, how can I ignore it?"
The little girl in the blue shirt winked playfully at the black impermanence, stuck out her tongue, and said with a smile: "You are so bad, my grandfather is kind, he wants to get rid of the drug in you, if you are a mortal and use Fang Cai's medicine powder, it is the antidote, but if you are not a mortal, use Fang Cai's medicine powder then it is poison." ”
Speaking of this, the little girl in the blue shirt pursed her lips and sighed, pointed to the top of the black impermanence's head, and said: "There is no black gas on your head, no golden light, no white light, who can see that you are not a mortal?
Her eyes were bright and her face was innocent, not like she was arguing with words.
Hei Wuchang couldn't help but shake in his heart, could it be that the grandfather who made tea was really only a heart-saver, and had no murderous intent?