Xie Yang suddenly felt that his body had lost his balance. His hand subconsciously reached forward and grabbed something. Then he heard someone say: "Be careful."

The table in front of him slid forward an inch. Xie Yang opened his eyes and saw that his hands were tightly grasping the edge of the table. The force was so strong that the table legs made a creaking sound against the floor. He quickly let go.

He opened his hands and took a deep breath.

"Brother Zhang," Fang Tianqi said, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." As soon as Xie Yang opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was a little hoarse, and he glanced at the sky outside.

It was clear that not long had passed since the prodigal son turned back after drinking this cup, but when Xie Yang woke up now, he felt as if he had just walked through the gates of hell, and cold sweat broke out on his back. At this moment, Wu Ji beside him suddenly put a cup

handed it to him.

Xie Yang couldn't help but be startled and raised his head.

"Drink," Wu Ji looked at Xie Yang with his dark eyes, "it's clear water."

He held the cup, his voice was calm, but there was a hint of teasing in his eyes as he looked at Xie Yang. Xie Yang looked at him for a moment, then took the cup calmly, and after drinking the water, he felt that his throat was not so hoarse.

"Mr. Zhang," Sanbei Zhan asked, "how does this wine taste?"

Xie Yang only felt that his eyes were still a little dazed. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Not bad."

"Master Zhang, would you like to know what herbs I added to the wine just now?" Three Cups of Chop said meaningfully.

Xie Yang paused, feeling a little hot in his heart when he heard this. A second ago, he was climbing over the wall of the Xie family's residence. Unexpectedly, halfway through, his eyes went dark again, and then he returned to the teahouse. Seeing that

I was about to see the face of the person behind the wall. Now that I think about it, I still can't calm down.

"I'm more interested in when you will fulfill your promise." Xie Yang said coldly.

"Of course I will," Sanbeizhan took out something from his arms and threw it towards Xie Yang against the table. Xie Yang stared at his movements closely and caught the thing with one hand.

He looked down and frowned.

Fang Tianqi stepped forward, "Huh?" He was slightly startled, "Is this a jade pendant?"

There is a lotus carved on the jade pendant. The carving is fine, the luster is full, the jade is crystal clear and moist, and it is worth a lot at a glance. Xie Yang looked at it for a moment, then raised his head to look at Sanbeizhan, "You are the most poisonous person in the world.

Every time you accept a commission, will you receive a souvenir?"

"That's right," Sanbei Zhan said, "the token we asked for is actually one of the rewards for killing people. Handing over the token shouldn't be perfunctory, but it doesn't have to be too expensive, as long as it can more or less hint the identity of the person.

.”

After hearing this, Xie Yang said nothing more, turned around, and made a gesture to leave.

"Mr. Zhang," Sanbei Zhan called from behind him, "do you really not want to know what I added to that glass of wine just now?"

Xie Yang turned around and frowned, "What did you add?"

"A secret recipe called 'Zou Ma'," Sanbei Zhan said, looking at Xie Yang with a profound look, "Mr. Zhang, it seems that your experience is more complicated than we originally thought."

"What do you mean?" Xie Yang raised his eyebrows.

"You can drink my three cups of tea and still be conscious. Mr. Zhang is the first person I meet. But after drinking the cup of wine mixed with 'Zhou Ma', I fell into a hallucination. Mr. Zhang is also the first person I meet."

Personally." San Guizhan said. When he said this, his eyes suddenly turned cold, he picked up the wine jar on the table with the words "The Prodigal Son Returns", filled a cup with wine, and then drank it all in one gulp.

"Uncle!" He made this move, and the little girl who had been standing beside him without speaking could not help but screamed. Her eyes widened, as if she was ready to rush forward at any time, forcing him to kill him with three glasses of wine.

He spit out the poisonous wine he drank a few seconds ago, but Sanbeizhan raised his hand and put the cup down smoothly, with a normal expression. No matter how you looked at it, it didn't look like he had drunk a drug.

Xie Yang's expression was originally calm and collected, but after seeing this scene, he finally calmed down slightly.

"Master Zhang," Sanbeizhan stretched out a hand and wiped his mouth casually, "You should have figured out the meaning of the name 'Zou Ma' by now, right?"

Xie Yang lowered his eyes and didn't speak for a long time.

Sanbeizhan continued, "The secret recipe of Zouma was actually not created by me, but by another martial arts master. After I obtained this recipe from him, I have been carrying this poison with me, but said

To be honest, until a moment ago, I always thought that the master of martial arts was actually lying to me."

Everyone in the teahouse remained silent except for Sanbeizhan. As soon as he stopped talking, the room became so quiet that you could hear the crawling of ants clearly. The little girl with a ponytail was silent at this moment.

Instead of the innocent smile on his face, his thin lips were pressed tightly, and the tip of his nose was slightly sweaty; Fang Tianqi was sitting at the table, sitting on pins and needles, with a rare subtle expression on his face, even if he was reacting

No matter how slow he was, at this moment he finally vaguely understood the meaning of Sanbei Zhan's words.

"Life is like a galloping horse." At this moment, Wu Ji suddenly softly uttered a poem.

As soon as he opened his mouth like this, the attention of everyone in the teahouse was immediately attracted to him. Wu Ji smiled lightly and looked at Xie Yang, "Brother Zhang," he said, "It seems that I really didn't care at first."

Wrong."

Xie Yang originally stood up to leave, but was called down by Three Cups on the way. At this time, he stood silently, with the shadow of the beams hitting his face, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

"What do you mean by that?" He raised his eyebrows at Wu Ji.

As soon as the words were spoken, Fang Tianqi, who was watching from the side, couldn't help but gasp. He felt that the young master of the Zhang family in front of him only moved his face slightly, but the murderous aura that followed was like a raging underground river, rushing towards his face.
Chapter completed!