Vendetta

Master Jin led the way: "This village is where the poisonous scorpion first appeared."

Fu Ling said: "It's so quiet." After walking a long way into the village, I didn't even see a person.

Master Jin said: "Most of the people were poisoned, or died of poisoning, or fled with their families, or were sent to Anjifang, or took refuge in the rebel army. Right now, ten rooms are empty. .”

Qiu Yi asked: "Then where can we find someone to understand the situation?"

"There is cooking smoke over there." Yan Zhuxiang pointed to the west, and a wisp of smoke slowly rose into the sky.

Where there is cooking smoke, there must be someone. The doors and windows of this house are closed. Master Jin stepped forward and knocked on the door for a long time before finally opening a crack. A woman stood behind the door, carefully looking at the people outside. He asked in a low voice, "What's the matter with you?"

Master Jin said in a gentle tone: "I am the master of Shaoshui County. These few are adults sent by the imperial court to understand the poisoning of poisonous scorpions in the village."

The woman didn't seem to want to say more, but when she heard "Sir", she didn't dare not open the door, hesitated several times, and made no further moves.

Master Jin said again: "Your Excellency is here to resolve this matter, don't make your Excellency wait for a long time."

Yan Zhu added: "None of us have been poisoned, so we won't bring the poisonous scorpion in."

The woman hesitated for a while, then opened the door and let several people in.

This farmhouse looks very ordinary, with earthen bricks and tiles, dried peppers and corn hung on the door, there is no tea in the farmhouse, a seven or eight-year-old child is watching them from a distance, the woman let the child go back to the house, and go to the kitchen by herself Bring them bowls of water.

"Thank you," Yan Zhu said, "When did people in the village start being poisoned?"

The woman looked a little uneasy, she replied: "There were some in autumn last year, but there were not many, and after the beginning of spring, suddenly..."

Fu Ling took a look and found three pairs of bowls and chopsticks on the table, so she asked, "Why didn't you see your husband?"

The woman was taken aback, and faltered: "My husband, he, he..."

Qiu Yi came to his senses, and he followed up, "That's right, why is no one in your family poisoned?"

The woman's face turned pale: "I, I don't know..."

Master Jin also said: "But is there any way to avoid the poisonous scorpion? This is a major event that concerns the lives of thousands of people!"

The woman still shook her head: "I don't know..."

Qiu Yi: "Think about it carefully."

Woman: "I..."

"Well, interrupt," Fu Ling stood up, "I'm in a hurry, I want to borrow the toilet."

"What are you going to do?" Yan Zhu grabbed him.

Fu Ling leaned over, lowered her voice and whispered in Yan Zhu's ear: "Don't worry, I'll just go to the back and take a look around. This yard is as big as a palm, and you can hear me when I call for something."

Fuling's martial arts is rarely rivaled in the Jianghu, but now he is injured, Yan Zhu said worriedly: "Go and come back."

"Okay." Fuling went in the direction the woman pointed. He went to the backyard, but he didn't go to the toilet. He walked around the backyard a few times. This family is the most ordinary farmhouse. He didn't find anything special, so he sat in front of the millstone, watched the four roosters pecking at food, and said to himself, "Why do you raise so many roosters? They don't lay eggs, are they specially raised to catch insects?"

Catch bugs?

Four big roosters gathered together, pecking at something seriously on the ground, Fu Ling walked over, squatted down, and pushed them away: "Let me see."

The two roosters were pushed to the ground by the "Overlord" Fuling, and they stood up aggrieved. The dragon tooth knife behind Fuling's back was too fierce, and the roosters did not dare to make mistakes, so they could only stand aside aggrieved.

"Four against one, what kind of hero is he?"

The four roosters gathered around and flapped their wings, not intending to be a hero.

Looking at the scarred beetle on the ground, Fu Ling suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He also raised a rooster at home when he was a child. What did mother say?Scorpions are most afraid of roosters!

No wonder the family was not stung by a poisonous scorpion!

The poison can't be solved for the time being, at least the source can be solved!

Fu Ling stood up happily, and was about to go back, when he felt a gaze sweep over him, he turned his head and saw that seven or eight year old child was looking at him.

Fu Ling smiled, and waved to the child standing in the yard looking at him from a distance: "Little brother, come here."

The little boy took two steps forward, looking straight at Fu Ling.

The seven or eight-year-old child already has a preliminary concept of beauty and ugliness. He sucks his nose and stares at Fu Ling without blinking. When he sees Fu Ling taking out the sweet-scented osmanthus cake from his arms, he seems to see a fairy.

"This delicious food is for you, can you tell me, where is your father?"

The little boy took the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, tasted it hesitantly, and then ate it with relish.

Fu Ling smiled and said, "Is it delicious?"

The little boy ignored him and ate on his own. After he finished eating, he licked the scum on his mouth and didn't speak.

"Okay," Fu Ling curled her lips, turned around and said, "It's fine if you don't say anything."

Fu Ling walked a few steps, and heard the little boy say from behind: "Daddy went to find Zhengxinhui."

"Zhengxinhui?" Before Fu Ling asked carefully, he felt someone approaching from behind him very quickly. He took a few steps back, pulled out the Dragon Tooth Saber, and held it against the oncoming blade.

He still had injuries on his body, so it was inconvenient to use his internal strength. Unexpectedly, the opponent did not use all his strength. Fu Ling lowered her head, and when she saw the hilt of the knife clearly, her eyes widened in surprise. He was very familiar with that sword.

Fu Ling tentatively called: "Brother?"

The person opposite put away the knife, pulled off the cloth covering his face, and revealed Fuling's familiar face. After not seeing him for several years, Wu Zian's facial features became more and more like Wu Heng.

Wu Zian looked much calmer than before, but when he looked at Fu Ling, he still had that stinky face, and asked in a cold tone, "Do you remember me?"

Fu Ling also put away the knife, "Of course I remember, why are you here?"

"You follow me first," Wu Zian held Fu Ling's arm, "we'll talk about it when we go back."

"Where are you going?" Fu Ling stood still, "I can't go now, I..."

"Aren't you going?" Wu Zian seemed to suppress his anger, and said, "Then turn around."

Fu Ling didn't know what he was going to do, but she followed suit and turned around.

After waiting for a while, there was no movement. Fu Ling couldn't figure out what Wu Zian was going to do, so she called out in doubt, "Senior brother?"

No one answered, and Fu Ling was still considering whether to turn back when she suddenly smelled a strange smell.

The medicine was too powerful, Fu Ling was defenseless, his mind was in chaos, when he lost consciousness, he thought in his heart: Longevity, he, a straight-minded senior brother, actually knows how to use medicine!

The rivers and lakes are too dangerous.

Fuling went away for a while and didn't come back. Although Yan Zhu knew that nothing would happen to Fuling, she still couldn't help worrying, so she said to Li Zhong, "Go and find him."

"Yeah, why haven't you come back for so long, did you forget to bring toilet paper?" Qiu Yi took out a stack from his arms and handed it to Li Zhong, "I have it here, go and give him some."

Li Zhong: "..."

But Li Zhong was Li Zhong after all, he still took the toilet paper without changing his face, and walked to the back of the yard.

Not long after, Li Zhong came back in a hurry: "Master, Mr. Fu is gone!"

"What?" Yan Zhu stood up abruptly, "Why did it disappear?"

Qiu Yi asked: "Have you looked for it seriously? Have you looked for the toilet and the kitchen?"

Li Zhongdao: "I've searched everywhere, but I really can't find Mr. Fu."

Yan Zhu immediately walked out of the house, but there were only a few roosters pacing leisurely behind the house, the drug had long since dissipated, leaving nothing behind.

Qiu Yi was worried, and searched again in the toilet and kitchen, but couldn't find it. He said anxiously, "It's really gone! He still has injuries!"

As soon as the injury was mentioned, Yan Zhu panicked. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, walked up to the little boy, and asked as gently as possible: "Little brother, did you see a big brother just now?"

His tone was very steady, but the emotions in his eyes were surging like a storm. The little boy still had crumbs of sweet-scented osmanthus cake stuck to his mouth, and he couldn't help shaking: "Look, I saw it..."

The woman also followed out at this time, looked at Yan Zhu in horror, and hugged the child: "What are you going to do?"

Yan Zhu asked calmly, "Where did he go?"

The little boy was so frightened by the aura emanating from Yan Zhu's body that he hiccupped: "Uh, let's go, no, I don't know..."

Li Zhongdao: "My lord, there are no traces of fighting here."

There was no sign of a fight, and they didn't hear anything just now, unless the opponent made a fatal move, but this is unlikely, even if Fu Ling was injured and he was still carrying the Dragon Tooth Saber, no one could beat him in one move.

What's more, Yan Zhu can't wait to hold him in his arms to heal his wounds every day. Although the internal injuries are still not healed, Fu Ling has been able to move around freely these days, it is impossible that he has no strength to fight back.

Fu Ling would not just leave without saying anything, the other party would take him away quietly, either by taking medicine or by being acquainted with him.

Kunwu sword was out of its sheath, and the cold light shone on the woman's panicked face. Yan Zhu's voice was as cold as ice slag in three or nine days: "What else are you hiding, you'd better tell the truth, otherwise..."

The author has something to say: I don’t know if I drank too much milk tea recently, the pearls blocked my mind, and I got stuck again

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