The villain cheats are a bit cheap

Yin Luohen's task today was to poison, he suppressed his anxiety and began to walk towards Lin Xuezang's courtyard.

Lin Xuezang can't live for more than a month, that is to say, he will die during the martial arts conference, but now he wants to remove the poison.

Why did Lu Cangmang kill Lin Xuezang?

If he didn't listen to Lu Cangmang, what would happen if he didn't poison Lin Xuezang?

Obviously it's just the favor of handing over the book, and it can even be regarded as a little effort, this Lu Cangmang is too dark-hearted, he really thinks that he has some great kindness for him!

Originally Tian Jue belonged to him, he just took back his own things, he was the leader of the bandits of Wangumen, if his subordinates did stupid things, the owner of the sect would naturally be responsible, this is a universally recognized truth, but Lu Cangmang was not at all not give a damn about.

He struggled to walk all the way, walking very slowly, holding Tianjue and muttering to himself, Tianjue felt pain all over his body, so he trembled a bit.

Yin Luohen was awakened by the movement in his arms, looked down at Tianjue, and there were a few small white characters on the cover: "The strong prey on the weak."

He stopped and stood in front of the corridor on the lake. There were remnants of lotus floating in the pond, showing some signs of withering.

The law of the jungle preys on the strong—why does he not understand this truth?It's just easier said than done.

He stepped slowly up the corridor, the carefully carved railings looked very leisurely and elegant, and the light morning breeze blew over the lake, sweeping over his cheeks, a slightly damp chill.The dark blue robe on him does not look old-fashioned, it is simple and natural, and there is no need to deliberately modify it, just such a light one is enough.

Yin Luohen has never been a person who likes to modify his appearance. This face is already a disaster, and if he dresses up nicely, is he going out to fascinate thousands of girls and then take the harem?

When he walked to Lin Xuezang's yard, the sparse begonias outside the yard had already withered a little, and a few petals were blown off by the wind and floated into the yard.

Lin Xuezang happened to be standing by the small carved window, holding a large coarse porcelain bowl in his hand, and dumped the contents of the bowl under a not-so-high wisteria tree by the window sill.

The season of wisteria blossoms had long passed, and autumn had come, and the leaves had started to wither and turn yellow.

Lin Xuezang's face was always pale day by day, and every time he saw it, Yin Luohen always thought of Tian Jue saying that he only had less than one month.

He stood outside the courtyard door and didn't go in.

After Lin Xuezang finished pouring his things, he raised his sleeve to cover his lips and coughed. He was about to push the window, but at this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Yin Luohen who was looking at him outside the courtyard door, and his pupils shrank sharply.

Yin Luohen cupped his hands to Lin Xuezang while holding Tian Jue, and raised his voice: "Young Master Lin, I have come to visit you specially."

Lin Xuezang's hands were a little stiff, and he put the bowl back on the table, and then went out to meet Yin Luohen, his eyes could not help falling on his book, but he only paused for a while, and said, "Master Chen remembers me Please forgive me for not being able to welcome this sick child when he came to the humble house."

"Mr. Lin was joking. I took the liberty to visit. I was afraid of disturbing Mr. Lin. Where did the saying 'forgive me' come from?" Yin Luohen followed Lin Xuezang into the room.

That day, the coffee table and low stools in the courtyard were all removed, and the courtyard looked deserted. Yin Luohen felt miserable looking at it. Aren't Lin Xuezang and the eldest son and second son of Wuhuzhuang both belong to the Lin family?Why is this treatment the difference between heaven and earth?While Yin Luohen had this doubt in his heart, he also denied Lin Desheng's character.

Being able to let his son live in this kind of place doesn't bother him at all. Lin Desheng's name of "Desheng" is actually just a vain name.

Lin Xuezang invited him to sit in the room, and there was a painting screen behind it, which depicted the vast sea of ​​clouds, lingering lone pines, distant mountains and stone paths. The whole artistic conception is empty and lofty, which is extraordinary.Even a ignorant person like Yin Luohen can see it brightly. This handwriting is definitely everyone!

Lin Xuezang, who had just returned from pouring tea for Yin Luohen, saw him looking at the screen with bright eyes, and there was a smile on his lips, "Mr. Hen, do you think this screen is still eye-catching?"

Yin Luohen was already a little fascinated by watching it, and the artistic conception vividly appeared on the paper, how could it be a word "wonderful"?It's just that in front of the master's house, he couldn't lose his composure too much, suppressing his surprise, he smiled a little shyly, "I don't know how to paint, but I like this painting very much."

Lin Xuezang has never met such a straightforward person, but Yin Luohen said it so frankly, holding his own small teacup, rubbing the rim with his pale fingers, but he hesitated to drink it, "Now Jiang Hu, Mr. Hen, there are fewer and fewer people who are as upright as you..."

Hearing this exclamation, Yin Luohen couldn't figure it out again, he only felt that the sky on his knees seemed to shake a bit, he always felt that this guy was laughing, but he didn't know what he was laughing at, could it be "open and open" "Two words?He immediately blushed, "There are so many heroes in Jianghu today, what am I? Ji Buhan is the hottest figure in martial arts today, and his character has always been the most praised."

Yin Luohen is also nonsense, in fact, he doesn't think Ji Buhan is aboveboard, maybe it's because of Tianjue's problem, in short, he doesn't like Ji Buhan very much.However, he has a very good reputation in the arena, and most people are his supporters or advocates. He naturally has to say good things about Ji Buhan to Lin Xuezang, who was born in Wuhu Village.

He originally thought that Lin Xuezang would definitely agree with these words, but Lin Xuezang suddenly laughed. The smile on that pale face was especially extraordinary, and Yin Luohen even felt a little bit of coldness. "Mr. Hen, how can you be sure that Ji Buhan is upright?"

Yin Luohen looked at Lin Xuezang, but said nothing.

Lin Xuezang also seemed to feel that he had said something wrong, but he didn't want to explain further.After being silent for a while, he began to change the subject, "Speaking of which, it seems that there have been a few massacres in Cosmopolitan City."

Yin Luohen heard about this matter from Lin Jingfeng this morning. At that time, he was angry, and only said that this matter had nothing to do with him, and that dead people are normal.But now that Lin Xuezang mentions it, he finds it strange. The timing of these massacres in Sihai City is too coincidental, just before the martial arts conference...

"Does Master Lin have any unique insights?"

"It's not..." Lin Xuezang seemed to want to say something, but was interrupted by the noise outside the courtyard, and a burst of laughter came from outside.

"Young Master, Eldest Master and the others are calling you!" This was the voice of a maidservant, but it was so frivolous and dissolute that it didn't look like a maidservant at all.

Yin Luohen frowned when he heard that, this maid is really not big or small. "Third Young Master" didn't speak well, but called "Little Young Master", which is obviously a bit disrespectful.

It's just that Lin Xuezang seemed to be used to it, his eyes were still so clear, his face was calm, he put down the small teacup in his hand and stood up, "Mr. Hen, please wait a moment."

Yin Luohen nodded, "It's okay, you can do your work."

He watched Lin Xuezang go out, but then his eyes slowly fell on the small white jade teacup that Lin Xuezang put down when he just left.

His fingers penetrated into his sleeve, and slowly touched the cold jade bottle, Tian Jue was still lying on his lap, without saying a word.

He smiled at him, "I found out that Hui Hui kills people for you."

Last time it was Crazy Huazi, this time it was Lin Xuezang's turn.

He was obviously scared to death before, but when he pulled out the stopper and poured the fine powdered poison into Lin Xuezang's teacup, he found that his hands were very steady without any trembling, and his thoughts were extremely clear. Yes, very calm.

Is he out of practice now?

The powder melted into the water, and immediately dispersed and became transparent, and there was no abnormality. The color of the tea was even the same as before, and it was impossible to tell what was poured into it.

Lu Cangmang was originally a hero from the Valley of Sorrows, and this method of using poison is really unusual.

Yin Luohen picked up his teacup and took a sip. Seeing the bowl on the table next to the small carved window, he couldn't help but put down his teacup and walked over. Just as he picked up the bowl for a closer look, behind him There was the sound of very light footsteps, before he had time to put down the bowl, he turned and looked over.

Season is not cold?

He froze for a moment, "Why are you here?"

Ji Buhan was dressed in a black robe, and he was holding his ancient Duanlu sword in his hand again. He sat down casually, just in Lin Xuezang's position.

Yin Luohen's heart skipped a beat, that's bad, that cup of tea is right in front of Ji Buhan.

Ji Buhan put the sword on the red lacquered round table, and said with a faint smile, "If you can come, I can't?"

"That's not true." Yin Luohen didn't know what to say. He glanced at the bowl in his hand suspiciously. There was some light brown liquid in the bowl, and there was a faint smell of medicine. He looked at Lin just now. At the place where Xuezang poured the bowl of medicine, he noticed that the wisteria tree looked sluggish, and immediately guessed that the medicine might be weird.

He put down the medicine bowl, walked back, sat down, glanced at the teacup, his heart was about to jump out of nervousness, and continued pretending to be natural: "Let me pour you a cup of tea."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to grab the teacup in front of Ji Buhan, but as soon as his fingers touched the teacup, Ji Buhan reached out and grabbed his wrist.

He raised his eyebrows and said coldly, "What are you doing?"

Ji Buhan's sword is at hand, and there seems to be a sea of ​​clouds hidden in his eyes, and the clouds are surging, but others cannot see through them.His voice was also slow, seemingly careless, but Yin Luohen could hear that he seemed to be suppressing something.Ji Buhan said: "I want to know what you did in this cup of tea."

"Stop spitting blood, how could I do something in Lin Xuezang's tea? If something happened to him, wouldn't I be the number one suspect?"

Yin Luohen's reason is very good, if others suspect that he poisoned, then Lin Xuezang is dead, and he will be the first to suspect.But others don't know the existence of Tianjue at all, even if Lin Xuezang dies, Tianjue will live in Lin Xuezang's body, and others will never be able to see it.Such an unimaginable thing, who in the world can think of it?

Ji Buhan smiled, "So this cup of tea is okay?"

"Of course it's okay!" He said this with a guilty conscience, so his voice was inevitably louder.

What Yin Luohen didn't expect was that although Ji Buhan let go of his hand, he picked up the cup of tea and was about to drink it.Seeing this, he quickly stopped and said, "This is what Lin Xuezang drank!"

Ji Buhan looked at the seventy-full cup of tea in front of him, and suddenly stared fixedly at Yin Luohen.It's a rule to pour tea [-]% full, how could Lin Xuezang, as the third son of Wuhuzhuang, not know this rule?This cup of tea is clearly full, and the rim of the cup is also clean, no one has ever drunk this cup of tea, Yin Luohen is lying.

He picked up the tea, his fingers covered by the wide sleeves.

Yin Luohen saw Ji Buhan tilted his neck and drank the tea, his face turned pale immediately, something seemed to be stuck in his throat, and suddenly he couldn't say anything.

Lin Xuezang, who had just walked in, felt the strange atmosphere in the room, and looked at the two of them without speaking.