Chapter 14 Mixed Poison

"I'm a herb picker here. I was terrified when I saw so much blood and dead bodies. Did you meet a blind man..."

The young man was chattering, a little silly.

Han Shou was born as a martial artist, just smelling the medicinal soup, he knew there was absolutely nothing wrong with it, so he couldn't help but sip it, feeling a little warmth in his belly, and looked at the young man with a hint of sternness in his eyes.

Although he was rescued by this kid, in order to keep it secret, after he recovered a little, he had to be silenced.

But he said gratefully: "Our brother was in a catastrophe suddenly, and we were saved by the little brother. I am really grateful. You said the corpse... Could it be that my elder brother... died?"

His face was dull for a moment, and suddenly big drops of tears fell down, and it was so sincere that even Fang Yuan couldn't help silently giving him a thumbs up from the bottom of his heart.

"Alas... there is no way to do this. I have already buried your elder brother. I will take you to find the way when you feel better another day, so that the bones can be uncovered and the fallen leaves return to their roots..."

Fang Yuan comforted.

"That's really grateful. There is no way to repay the great kindness of saving lives. We two brothers will be like cows and horses in the next life, and we must repay your kindness, little brother!"

Han Shou didn't know anything at this time, and he was still showing off his acting skills.

"Hehe...it doesn't have to be like this, it doesn't have to be like this!"

Fang Yuan patted his head and smiled very honestly.

At this time, Han Shou was like a vegetable, he needed Fang Yuan's help even to move his body, so naturally he couldn't come up with any bad ideas.

On the contrary, after observing the surroundings and confirming that it was a place deep in the mountains, he immediately felt relieved. Seeing Fang Yuan reading a book, he was a little curious: "Little brother, what do you see?"

"This is a good thing passed down from my father!"

Fang Yuan sent the book to the front: "It's just that there are many characters I don't know..."

He looked at Han Shou, and there was a flash of embarrassment in his eyes: "Why don't you read it to me?"

"Hmm... the tendons and claws are the most important, followed by form and meaning... like a fierce eagle, swiftly pounce... isn't this the eagle claw skill?"

Han Shou read a few lines, and felt a little disdainful in his heart.

But looking at the eager expression of that kid, he secretly smiled inwardly, but there was a look of hesitation on his face: "This... is a secret book of martial arts, please let me take a look at it!"

"Anyway, I don't understand, why don't you teach me, brother!"

Fang Yuan intentionally showed a hint of urgency on his face.

‘Well, this is your own death, no wonder me! '

Han Shou thought to himself, but his face showed a righteous expression: "Little brother, you saved my life, what's the point of reading a few words?"

"That's great, how do you pronounce these words?"

Fang Yuan showed eagerness on his face.

"Well, this is Guan Yuan, representing an acupuncture point on the body!"

"what about this?"

"Sea of ​​bones!"

"Qi Yuan!"

...

Han Shou explained casually, but secretly sneered in his heart.

If he really practiced according to his interpretation, it wouldn't take long for this mountain boy to go mad and die by himself.

'This man... really has a heart like a poisonous scorpion! '

Little did he know that Fang Yuan was also secretly grimacing in his heart: 'On the contrary, it was given by Lin Benchu, and there is no problem. '

The reason is very simple. He himself is literate and proficient in medical skills. If there is a problem with the secret book given by Lin Yuanwai, with Han Shou's knowledge, he can interpret it according to the script.

But now, he intentionally misinterpreted it to make the other one seem more innocent.

"Oh, Brother Han, how do you pronounce this word?"

Thinking of this, Fang Yuan's eyes flashed a cold color.

"This one, read the door of life, for a vital point on the body!"

Han Shou made up a sentence, and suddenly his face changed: "How do you know my surname is Han?"

"More than that, you didn't interpret it that way before!"

Fang Yuan jumped a few steps away, with a sneer on his face and a showdown.

Han Shou blushed, knowing that he was impatient, he explained casually without careful consideration, and immediately clashed with the front, showing his feet.

But in the next moment, his expression changed: "Boy, are you pretending to be a fool to deceive me?"

"Han Shou, you scum of the sect, we are just each other!"

Fang Yuan jumped out of the door in two or three steps, shouting from afar.

"Damn, what a slippery boy!"

Han Shou recovered very quickly. At this time, he had already buckled a copper button. He just waited for the opponent to approach, and with a few self-mutilation methods that stimulate blood and suppress injuries, he wanted to shoot the boy, but he didn't expect the opponent to do so. Slippery, and disappeared in an instant.

"Wait a minute, it was Han who was wrong just now, little brother, if you are willing to treat me, I am willing to teach you the real magical skills of the master!"

Now the enemy is dark and we are clear, even if he doesn't set fire to the house, Han Shou will be unlucky if he doesn't deliver food every day, so he can only accept soft words.

"Forget it, how can I dare to learn your 'supernatural skills' if you dare to do this in a few simple martial arts books?"

Fang Yuan's voice was full of jokes: "Brother Han is amazing, please obediently die."

His family knew his own affairs, and he was no match for Han Shou in terms of resourcefulness, scheming, or even martial arts.

And the other party's injury looks serious, but it's not sure when he will recover, or suppress it forcibly, so it's better not to be tempted, just send the other party to die.

I would rather start from scratch and practice superficial martial arts without problems, than seek skin from a tiger.

"Good boy!"

Han Shou rolled his eyes, wondering what conspiracy he was thinking about.

At this time, Fang Yuan's faint voice came in: "Mr. Han, you don't have to think about any plots or tricks anymore, because your life is already in my hands!"

"In your hand?!"

Han Shou smiled coldly: "There is no problem with the previous medicinal soup, how could I..."

Halfway through the conversation, he suddenly stopped.

Because he suddenly thought that he fell into the opponent's palm when he fell into a coma before, wouldn't he be able to manipulate him however he wanted?

"That's right, I mixed Qiluoxiang into your previous bandage. Originally, this fragrance only has the effect of purifying dust and stopping bleeding, and it is not harmful to the human body. It's just that if it encounters the ginseng in the medicinal soup, it will be a little troublesome." , will make the patient's limbs stiff, and even partially rot..."

"Poison mix?!"

Han Shou's face was solemn, he gave a little luck, and indeed felt his limbs were stiff, but there was a sneer on his face.

No matter how resourceful the other party is, he is still just an ordinary person after all, so how would he know the horror of a martial arts master like him who broke through five levels in a row?

Merely mixed with poison, with one's own internal energy and physical fitness, after a period of time, it will disappear on its own.

What needs to be done now is how to earn money and destroy this hateful boy in one fell swoop, or hold on and buy time.

"Oh? Looks like you have a lot of confidence in yourself!"

Fang Yuan's voice came in, with a bit of surprise: "It seems that martial arts masters are sure to deal with this poison?"

Hearing this, Han Shou's heart felt like sinking into a bottomless abyss.

Because the other party's tone is confident, there seems to be no fear or fear at all.

On the contrary, he, after briefly suppressing the toxin before, was shocked to find that the stiffness of his limbs resurfaced, and even the flesh began to rot obviously.

"I forgot to tell you... the mixed poison I prepared, added other materials, the effect is even more extraordinary!"

Hearing the astonishing screams continuously coming from the room, Fang Yuan's face was indifferent, almost untouched, and he glanced at his own attributes:

"Name: Fang Yuan

Essence: 1

Gas: 1

God: 1.4

Age: 18

Repair: none

Skills: none

Specialties: Medical Skills [Level 1], Planting Techniques [Level 3]"

"Medical skill [Level 1] - can treat simple injuries, including minor trauma, through herbs, you can get additional healing effects."

"The extra healing bonus, in turn, is made into poison, which also has an increase! However, the most critical factor is probably the poison of the pearl-tailed snake?"

After waiting for a while, there was no human voice in the room, only the creepy corrosion sound continued to be heard.

Fang Yuan covered his mouth and nose with a white cloth, walked in, and immediately saw the corroded wooden bed and a puddle of pus on the ground.

"The effect is so good?"

With such a terrible effect, even Fang Yuan, the instigator, was a little dumbfounded: "It saves the trouble of disposing of the corpse..."

He picked up the scattered clothes and prepared to set them on fire, completely destroying the corpse and obliterating all traces.

This Han Shou's background is obviously not trivial, and it also represents trouble. After Fang Yuan has used it, he is ready to leave it clean, and he is not ready to mess with it in the slightest.

"But... for what treasure did you betray the family?"

He looked at Han Shou's boots with a smile on his face.

The other party hid things really well. If he hadn't subconsciously glanced at the boots as soon as he woke up, even Fang Yuan might have missed it.

He immediately stepped forward, took out his dagger, and dismantled Han Shou's cloud boots into pieces.

In the interlayer of the sole of the right boot, a piece of black kraft paper emerges.

"Is this the treasure that he would take for himself even if he betrayed his family and killed his brother?"

Fang Yuan looked at the ghost-like lines on the black paper, and couldn't help guessing speechlessly: "The treasure map? It seems to be incomplete...Damn it..."

This thing was hidden very tightly, and he couldn't find anything unless he took the boots apart by mistake, which made Fang Yuan clearly know how much Han Shou valued this thing.

It's just a broken treasure map, even if you get it, what's the use?

Fang Yuan was very puzzled by this, but decided to put it away, and immediately built a fire, completely burned Han Shou's clothes, washed them with sewage, and threw them into the ravine.

Since then, Han Shou has truly disappeared from the world, and no one will be able to find him back.

"I just forgot to ask which sect he belongs to. It seems that there is only one Guiling sect among the nearby sects?"

After the corpses were destroyed, Fang Yuan was in the mood to think wildly: "It's a pity that I didn't get the secret book of magic skills, but compared to the risks, it's totally worth it."