Dust roots [comprehension]

Corpses are everywhere.

Everyone in the private room lost consciousness. If you look closely, you can see the faint rise and fall of their chests, they should be stunned.

"The flower picker is here?" On the one hand, Huang Yaoshi was shocked, the act of the flower picker could be described as vile, it was completely provoking Ba Zong.On the other hand, he was also somewhat disappointed and annoyed. Apparently, none of the eight sects had taken his antidote. Dao Yi, who had swallowed the drug himself, was still lying in the same place, and no one cared about him.

Song Huaichen controlled the talisman and spun around in the private room: "...Where is Lu Tingyun?"

The picture stops at the position where Lu Tingyun was sitting when they left. On the dark wooden chair there is a beautiful red peony flower.

Song Huaichen collected his spiritual power and rushed out. Huang Yaoshi put tea money on the table and followed him out.After a moment's delay, he had already seen Song Huaichen's figure, but it was only a blink of an eye for the cultivation level of the ten continents overseas to catch up with the fake baby.

Huang Yaoshi caught up with Song Huaichen, not only stuffed the antidote into his hand, reminded him to take it first, but also had time to say a word: "Think about how to answer when people ask why we go and return."

Song Huaichen didn't pause at all: "Call him home for dinner."

Huang Yaoshi: "..."

What Huang Yaoshi was worried about did not happen, and there was no one outside the private room when the eight cases were discussed.

Pingyang is a big city, and there are a lot of customers in the restaurant. Except for two Xiao Er who are specially assigned to the private room where Ba Zong is located, the others don't pay attention to what is going on behind the closed door at all, and they are all busy with their own affairs.

In order to avoid suspicion, the two mistresses stood some distance away from the private room. There was a small formation in the private room. When guests needed them, they would know immediately when they touched the formation.

So when Song Huaichen and Huang Yaoshi pushed open the door, the two little girls didn't have time to stop them.

As soon as the door opened, the situation inside was exposed, and Xiao Er's question of "what are you doing" got stuck in his throat, and turned into a scream that could not be uttered.Working in one of the restaurants in the largest city in the world of comprehension, the waiter knows best what can and cannot be said, what can be publicized, and what can only be suffocated in his own stomach.

When the door opened, Huang Yaoshi pulled Song Huaichen to the side to avoid it, which meant to avoid the drug that might be scattered in the private room.

Song Huaichen only felt a gust of wind when the door opened, the rest, whether it was the smell of medicine or the powder, he neither smelled nor saw it.

However, Xiao Er, who was running towards him, just ran to the door, and without being able to say a word, he rolled his eyes and fell down.

Song Huaichen reached out to catch the man, Huang Yaoshi hurriedly covered the mouth and nose of Xiao Er who was running behind, and stuffed an antidote into his mouth.

Song Huaichen sniffed the breath of the first mistress, very calmly: "So domineering?"

"Otherwise, how could the Eight Sects have been recruited?" Huang Yaoshi, who took the antidote, was not afraid of the drug remaining in the private room, went in and opened the window facing the street, and with a flick of his sleeves, a gust of wind was blown out of the room.

Outside the private room, Song Huaichen sent out spiritual power to block the strong wind blowing from inside.The private room where Ba Zong lived was in a remote location, except for the two mistresses, no one had discovered what happened here.He told Xiao Er: "Go and find your boss."

Xiaoer responded and ran away in a hurry.

In the private room, Yaoshi Huang was already feeling the pulse one by one, and fed the antidote to the stunned eight cases. Some people gave one pill, while others only needed two cents. After feeding it into the other person's mouth, close the unconscious person's mouth, push the chin up, and then pinch the throat gently, skillfully smoothing the medicine down.

He waved at Song Huaichen: "Use spiritual power to help them transform medicine."

The tone of Huang Yaoshi's speech when he was curing diseases and saving lives was unquestionable, and Song Huaichen obeyed obediently.

Obviously, Huang Yaoshi was rescued by an acquaintance, so he first checked the situation of Gui Yizong.

Song Huaichen looked at the three people who had swallowed the pills, and put his hand on Qi Yinghua's knot.On the one hand, it was because Qi Yinghua seemed to be in the worst condition. On the other hand, according to the few exchanges between him and Gui Yizong, it was Qi Yinghua who was most likely to tell them what happened clearly.

Considering Qi Yinghua's possible encounters before, Song Huaichen prepared medicine for him while secretly guarding against it.

Huang Yaoshi's antidote is extremely effective, almost immediately.

As soon as the pill melted, Qi Yinghua's fingers moved.

Song Huaichen called his name: "Qi Yinghua, fellow Daoist Qi?"

Hearing his name, Qi Yinghua opened his eyes with a blank expression.His dazedness lasted only for a moment - obviously he was still not awake, his expression was numb, but a strong killing intent erupted.

Song Huaichen, who had been on guard for a long time, pressed his forearm in time, and slapped it apart before the move was formed, and at the same time called his name again: "Qi Yinghua, I am Song Huaichen, Lu Tingyun's friend."

Probably Lu Tingyun's familiar name brought him back to his senses, and Qi Yinghua's eyes gradually recovered: "Song Daoyou..."

"I...we..." Qi Yinghua looked around, but couldn't say a complete sentence.

Song Huaichen patted him on the shoulder and signaled him to calm down: "I'll talk about it later, let's wake everyone up first."

Qi Yinghua nodded, with a dazed expression still on his face, he followed Song Huaichen and turned to one side, and when he saw that the person Song Huaichen was treating was his junior sister Huiyue, he got up and almost fell down again.

He seemed to realize that everyone in the private room was fascinated. After a moment of stunned, he staggered two steps to give Fang Jian albino medicine.

Then he found that there was someone missing in the private room: "Where is Junior Brother Lu?"

Song Huaichen withdrew his finger on Huiyue's knot: "That's exactly what I want to ask you."

Qi Yinghua's expression told Song Huaichen that he had no idea where Lu Tingyun had gone. Huiyue, who woke up slowly, heard the conversation between the two, and her confused eyes suddenly became clear: "Senior Brother Lu? What's wrong with Senior Brother Lu?"

Only after Huiyue's inquiry sounded, another voice came from the other side of the private room, it was Xiaoxuefeng Tan Shunyu: "Why are you back again?"

Huang Yaoshi lowered his head and continued to save people, he ignored it, and made it clear that he wanted Song Huaichen to answer.

Song Huaichen didn't mention the unreliable answer of asking Lu Tingyun to go back to eat: "In the past, at this time, Lu Tingyun should go back to the shop. Even if there is something that can't come back, he will send a message to tell us. I haven't heard from him today. , I’m afraid that something will happen to him, so I’ll come back and have a look.”

Those with advanced cultivation bases woke up one by one without the help of others to dissolve the medicine.

Elder Jinguyuan propped his forehead, and there was suppressed anger in his tone: "Come here to look for it? Do you think something will happen to Lu Tingyun here?"

"Fortunately, I came here." Song Huaichen picked up the beautiful peony on the chair, "Is there something wrong with Lu Tingyun?"

With a flick of the man's wrist, the peony was thrown in front of the elder Jinguyuan.

"It seems that the flower-picking thief has come, and even took an inch to abduct a monk."

The voice from the door of the private room was familiar. Song Huaichen turned his head and saw Di Rongshan walking in. The shopkeeper of the restaurant bowed behind him.

"Are you the boss here?" Seeing Di Rongshan, Song Huaichen was not only not surprised, but also had the thought of "as expected".

"If I didn't have a restaurant under my name, how could I know the formula of the drug one step faster?" Di Rongshan walked around to the elder of Jinguyuan, and reached out to pick up the peony on the table.

A man in a black cloak is holding a bright red flower. The sharp color contrast brings out the paleness of his complexion even more, and there is a special coquettishness in this paleness. He throws the flower in the air to Song Huaichen: "Be safe and don't be impatient!" .”

Song Huaichen caught the flower and gestured to Di Rongshan: "Please."

Di Rong paced slowly, his eyes stopped on the oiled paper on the table, there was still a little powder in the opened oiled paper medicine bag: "Everyone from the Eight Sects will gather here, presumably because Huang Yaoshi cracked the formula of the obsessive medicine, Have you guys tried it on the spot?"

"The disciple of Jinguyuan also unlocked the formula, he made the medicine." It was Huang Yaoshi who answered, "I tried it on the spot."

"That is to say, the flower picker doesn't need to bring medicine with him at all. He only needs to blow away the powder in the private room to stun everyone."

Fang Jianbai asked him, "It's impossible for the flower pickers to know that we already have a patented medicine."

Di Rongshan turned around and faced Jingu Garden: "Is it really impossible?"

Elder Jinguyuan immediately patted the table: "What do you mean?!"

"Which disciple concocted the drug? How many people know?" Di Rongshan followed closely.

Elder Jingu gardener's expression changed several times, he suddenly turned his head, and yelled at the disciples behind him, "Go and see Chi Gu!"

The disciple was startled, and ran out again and again, while the other side said with a nervous expression: "My brother... is something wrong?"

Elder Ding glanced at him and didn't bother to pay attention.

Seeing Dao Yi's blank and nervous expression, Di Rongshan said meaningfully: "Jinguyuan Chigu, I remember that he is a Danxiu who is not inferior to the disciples of Medicine Master Valley?"

As soon as he said this, Dao Yi immediately understood what he meant. He was suspecting that Chi Gu was a flower picker, and even the elder Jingu gardener, the teacher of his own sect, was doubting Chi Gu!

The chubby Jinguyuan disciple instantly changed his expression: "My senior brother——"

He couldn't finish the sentence.

The restaurant where the private room is located is very close to the restaurant where Jinguyuan stayed, and the disciple who went looking for him has already returned.

"Chi Gu, Chi Gu is not here!" The disciple's eyes flickered, obviously he still had nothing to say.

Everyone from the eight sects is here, what else can Elder Ding do: "What else? Tell me!"

"In Chigu's room... there is a pot of peonies..." The disciple dared not say it, but he really didn't want to say it. He closed his eyes and forced himself to shout, "Red peony, a branch was broken off, and the break is still fresh!"

With a slight crisp sound, it was Song Huaichen who broke the flower branch.

The man holding the flowers spoke calmly, calmly and softly: "If the flower picker was really stupid enough to use the flowers in his room as a mark, we would have caught him long ago."