The sick scholar sneered, "You can't get out if you don't help me. Take a look outside yourself." Han Mingxi quickly floated to the window and looked out. The scenery in the distance in the rain was faintly visible, but a faint strange fragrance came from the air. Ye Li pulled Han Mingxi away and closed the window with his back hand. The sick scholar looked at Ye Li and nodded and praised, "I read it right, Mr. Chu has a good understanding of poison." Ye Li shook his head and said, "I don't know much about poison, but I was just knocked down by a drug produced in southern Xinjiang some time ago, so I was just more vigilant."

After that time, Ye Li carefully recalled the situation at that time many times. Finally, it was confirmed that Ye Yue did not poison her after entering the hall, but that the drugs were placed there from the beginning, two and a half-open orchids placed at the entrance of the Yaohua Palace Hall, and two pots of the same orchids were placed in the hall. Then she also saw the same orchids in the courtyard where Mo Jingli imprisoned her. Of course, maybe it was not an orchid, it just looked like it.

The sick scholar said, "The road we are going up the mountain has been cut off, and the flowers and plants on the hillside outside... It doesn't matter if Mr. Han smells it now, it's not a big deal. This kind of poisonous flower is only effective during the day and on sunny days. But once the rain stops, the fragrance of the flowers will become highly toxic, and the smell will be difficult for the person to move forward." Han Mingxi looked at him and said, "Do you have the antidote?"

The sick scholar said proudly: "What's the difficulty of being a little poison?"

Han Mingxi walked back to her seat and sat down and said, "So, unless we are willing to help you, you won't give us antidotes? It's rare that we won't go down the mountain before the rain has yet to stand up?" The sick scholar smiled and said, "Those who practice martial arts go up and down the mountain naturally don't have to worry about whether there is a road to go. You can go out and try it. It's the same for me to help me pull away the people and those poisonous insects." Han Mingxi thought of the dense group of snakes last night, and felt goose bumps rising, and hurriedly rubbed his arms and looked at Ye Li.

Ye Li stood with her hands behind her back and said calmly: "Then I can assume that the young master not only has the antidote to deal with those poisonous flowers and poisonous weeds, but also has the same way to deal with poisonous snakes and venomous insects. And all we have to do is deal with those people, right?"

The sick scholar nodded in a good mood and said, "No." The unhappiness that had been poked at someone before finally dissipated a little, and the murderous aura that looked at Ye Li gradually dissipated. Ye Li pondered for a moment before nodding and said, "I can promise the young master."

"Hey, Jun Wei, aren't you afraid that he will go back on his word and kill someone to silence him?" Han Mingxi whispered that the sick scholar was not a kind person. Ye Li smiled, "I believe in the promise of the third leader of the Yanwang Pavilion."

"Since that's the case, one word is certain."

Hey... Does that guy have such a reputation?

After more than an hour, the rain finally stopped. The weather in southern Xinjiang came sooner and cleared quickly. After the rain stopped, the warm sunlight spread over the earth. The land that had just been washed by the rain emitted a fresh smell of earth. It would be even more wonderful if it was not the omnipresent fragrance. As soon as the rain stopped, An San came out of it. He looked at the three people sitting and standing in the hall, and there was no surprise at all. Ye Li pointed to the dry food placed on the table and said, "Fill it first. I guess the owner will not come to deliver breakfast to us today."

Ansan nodded and sat down to fill his stomach slowly in the eyes of the three. The sick scholar looked at Ansan with interest and chewing slowly, and smiled at Ye Li, "Young Master Chu has a master like Zhuo Guard to protect him. No wonder he dares to come to the southern border alone. What did Brother Zhuo just get up? He didn't sleep last night?" Ansan looked up at him and said lightly, "Young Master has only me with me, so you must be careful." The sick scholar's eyes were slightly dark. It's not easy to have a guard like this. According to Zhuo Jing's meaning, Chu Junwei usually has many people around him, and now the situation of only him guarding is special. Then... Chu Junwei's identity is probably extraordinary. He glanced at Han Mingxi next to him. He could be close to him. He was naturally not an ordinary person who was a friend of the brother of the Lord of Tianyi Pavilion.

Seeing the exploratory gaze of the sick scholar, Han Mingxi smiled at him with a harmless look on his face. Don’t ask him, he doesn’t know Jun Wei’s identity.

The four of them packed up and left the building. The sunshine outside was just as the fragrance of flowers in the air became stronger and stronger. However, the antidote provided by the sick scholar did not have any effect on the four people. Back to the small building next to them, the Master Liang, the housekeeper and the guard named Zheng Kui were indeed gone. Han Mingxi gloated at the sick scholar and said, "It seems that they have been walking for at least an hour. How do you find someone now?" As long as there are people familiar with the terrain leading the way, an hour is enough to escape from a long distance even on rainy days. The sick scholar curled a cold smile on his lips and said lightly: "As long as others are still in the southern border, they will not escape from my palm. What's more... why do you think they are waiting for us here? The place they are going will definitely not be more than twenty miles away."

The sick scholar leisurely took out a small box from his arms and opened it, and a small blue moth flew out from it. The moth flew up its wings twice, stopped on a small porcelain bottle opened in the sick scholar's hand for a while, and then flew up again, flew towards the depths of the village, "Let's go." He took back the small medicine bottle on his body with satisfaction, and the sick scholar said to the three of them.

The three of them followed Xiao Feimo, and the whole village was indeed empty. The sky was too dark last night, and no one noticed it. Except for the two small buildings where they lived, the other houses in this village were very simple. It was not like a village where people gathered, but like a temporary stronghold. Moths walked all the way to the deep mountains, and the poisonous snakes and venomous insects on the road were killed and injured under the domineering poison of the sick scholar. No one deliberately drove them. These snakes and insects also knew how to avoid harm and seek profit, and did not come to siege them in groups. After walking for more than half an hour, the moth stopped by a cliff and lingered around the sick scholar and refused to move forward.

"Can it be that the young master's little moth has led the wrong way, right?" Han Mingxi laughed.

The sick scholar looked at him lightly, took the little moth back into the box and said to Han Mingxi: "Go down."
Chapter completed!