"I see." Xie Yang looked at the middle-aged man from head to toe again and sighed.

Although this news was surprising, it was consistent with what they saw. The middle-aged man in front of them had a sense of leisure and vicissitudes. He was wearing ordinary people's coarse cloth and straw sandals, and his eyes were

There is a trace of sophistication in the plainness, and there is no murderous intention from head to toe.

Looking at it this way, he does look like a retired killer.

"I came here this time just to tell me an interesting story from my juniors," Sanbeizhan looked at Xie Yang and said calmly, "They told me that a strange thing happened on the Qingzhou road. There was a young man.

People are poisoned by the most poisonous purple marrow poison in the world, but their flesh and blood do not corrode to death."

Before leaving the Zhang family's carriage, Xie Yang deliberately put the poison in the wine glass into a small bottle he carried with him. Now after hearing these words, he confirmed the name of the poison that killed Zhang Yaoyao. This poison must also be a kind of poison.

Strange poison, he recalled the death of Manager Chen in his mind, and then smiled, "The person they killed was me."

"That's right," Sanbei Zhan said nonchalantly, "The purple marrow poison was created by me. It works very quickly, but you were able to survive. It is precisely because of this that my juniors asked me to try it.

Try you."

"In that case, you are blocking me now," Xie Yang raised his eyebrows and said, "How? Can you see the reason?"

Sanbeizhan had no expression on his face and stared at Xie Yang for a long time.

"I didn't see it." After a while, he said, and then smiled self-deprecatingly, "Mr. Zhang, there is a question that I have always wanted to ask. When did you know who I am?"

"When?" Xie Yang smiled coldly, "After drinking your first cup of tea, I roughly guessed it."

"Mr. Zhang," Sanbei Zhan smiled, "when you say this, I'm really curious about you."

"What?" Xie Yang looked at his expression and his expression changed slightly.

"I think there is some secret hidden in you," Sanbei Zhan said. "Although the purple marrow poison works quickly, no one has broken it before. If you drink the antidote before drinking the poison,

The poison will naturally have no effect on you. However, after drinking the heart-biting tea I just prepared, you can still be sober afterward. This is the first time I have seen you today."

"So," Xie Yang looked at him with a glance, "What are you going to do?"

"Master Zhang," Sanbeizhan suddenly stood up and walked to a cabinet in the teahouse, "I have a guess here. Are you willing to listen to it?"

"I don't want to." Xie Yang said coldly.

Sanbei Zhan smiled, opened the cabinet, and took out something from inside. The three of them took a closer look, and their expressions changed.

"That's not—" Fang Tianqi opened his mouth, but did not finish the sentence.

I saw the man holding a jar of wine in his hand. The jar was very ordinary, earthy brown in color, with red paper stuck on it, and four black characters written on the red paper.

"The prodigal son turned back?" Xie Yang's eyes narrowed.

"That's right," Sanbeizhan suddenly grinned, holding up the wine jar and placing it in front of the table, "I just bought this at the wine shop on this street. Brother Zhang, would you like to have a drink?"

Everyone in the world knows that Zhang Yaoyao likes to drink Prodigal Son Turn Back. Logically speaking, Three Cups of Chop is kept here for preparation, which is not why Xie Yang feels so strange. But at this moment, he looked at the big characters written in black brush on the wine jar,

My heart twitched inexplicably for no reason.

His hand was originally on the table, but he took it back unconsciously, "You want to poison the wine?"

"Young Master Zhang misunderstood," Sanbei Zhan smiled, "We have tested you twice, and if this jar of wine continues to be so secretive, it will make me look too ungraceful. I can assure you.

, there will definitely not be any poison in this jar of wine."

Xie Yang raised his eyebrows. When Sanbei Zhan said this, his speech speed was gentle and his expression showed a certain determination. For a while, it was really difficult for people to figure out his intentions.

At this moment, Wu Ji beside him suddenly said, "Didn't the three cups of tea you just drank without poison?"

"That's right," Sanbeizhan said calmly, "I have said that my three cups of 'Heart-Eating Tea' hurt the heart, but they will never cause any direct harm to the human body, and I used it to make

The ingredients of the tea are all non-toxic herbs mixed together to achieve the wonderful effect of three cups of heart-eating."

"What herbs did you use to prepare those three cups of tea?" Xie Yang asked with a frown.

"It's nothing more than weeds growing in the barren mountains and ridges," Sanbeizhan said casually, "Some of them can be chewed as food, and some are even used by those charlatans to treat diseases."

"Use non-toxic herbs, but the effect is better than poison," Wu Ji said slowly, "Senior, good technique."

Sanbeizhan took out a cup, looked at Xie Yang, and slowly poured the wine into the cup.

"Master Zhang." He handed the cup to Xie Yang, "Come on."

Xie Yang had no expression on his face and took the cup, but did not drink the wine.

"What?" Sanbeizhan looked at him, "Are you afraid?"

Xie Yang frowned and slowly put down the cup, "Senior is able to use medicinal herbs well and make three cups of tea taste delicious. Now I don't know what you added to this wine. If you say I'm not afraid, it's naturally a lie."

"Master Zhang, don't you plan to drink?" Sanbei Zhan raised his eyebrows.

"Is there any reason for me to drink a glass of wine?" Xie Yang said calmly.

"Of course there is," Sanbei Zhan said.

"Oh? What reason?"
Chapter completed!