When Uncle Qu came back from burying the child, he saw Lan Minjun in a bad mood and there were blood stains on his sleeves.
Master, what's going on?
Uncle Qu wanted to ask but couldn't find it easy, so he could only follow Lan Minjun silently, with worry that he couldn't hide in his eyes.
Song Yizhi glanced at Lan Minjun, then at Uncle Qu, and finally said nothing with his hands behind his hands.
When the three of them walked to the place where the medicine was placed, the crowd around them had already dispersed.
Bei Xianyue and Shen Zheng are collecting things.
"Wait for us, we will go back together then." Bei Xianyue said to Song Yizhi without raising her head.
Song Yizhi rubbed his chin and asked, "Can you go back?"
"Yes." Bei Xianyue raised her hand and put everything into the storage ring, "Master Ye said that he is watching over here. He asked us to go back and rest and come back tomorrow."
Now that the antidote has been researched, the situation here is within control. They will be fine after a few days and the poison will be detoxified. As for the follow-up, that is not their business.
"Is he still refining elixirs?" Song Yizhi asked.
Bei Xianyue walked over and said, "It should be."
Song Yizhi responded, then stood there waiting for them to clean up.
Seeing that it would take a while for Bei Xianyue and the others to pack their things, Song Yizhi asked Lan Minjun, "Master Lan, don't you want to go back first?"
"After bringing Miss Song out, we will naturally send Miss Song back." Lan Minjun said warmly.
Song Yizhi nodded, then took out a piece of osmanthus candy and handed it over.
Lan Minjun took it, looked at what looked like a candy bar in his hand, put it under the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently, and the sweetness flowed into the tip of his nose.
"Osmanthus candy?" Lan Minjun looked at Song Yizhi with a slightly surprised look.
Duan Duan, what are you doing giving yourself a piece of candy?
"Yeah." Song Yizhi took out a piece of osmanthus candy, peeled off the candy wrapper and stuffed it in his mouth.
Seeing that Song Yizhi was not going to say anything, Lan Minjun peeled off the candy wrapper with a movement of his slender and beautiful fingers.
He put the sweet-scented osmanthus candy in his mouth.
The rich scent of osmanthus mixed with sweetness fills the mouth, sweet but not greasy.
Lan Minjun played with the candy wrapper in his hand and suddenly laughed softly.
He is no longer a child.
However, the osmanthus candy is quite delicious.
When Beixianyue and the others had collected almost everything, Chu He and Baili Qi came back.
"According to Mr. Ye's instructions, we sprinkled the antidote into the well." Chu He said warmly.
Song Yizhi nodded, and when they came over, he handed out a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus candy to each of them as a token of sympathy.
Later, Song Yizhi also gave a piece to Uncle Qu, saying it was a reward for those who saw it.
Uncle Qu, who was very young, was holding the sweet-scented osmanthus candy. A look of helplessness appeared on Gujing Wubo's face.
Arriving at the door of the house, Lan Minjun said goodbye to Song Yizhi.
Walking into the house, Bei Xianyue raised her hand and poked Song Yizhi's arm, "What's going on?"
Song Yizhi blinked his eyes.
"Don't pretend to be stupid." Bei Xianyue's eyes showed a bit of worry, "Why did he come to Muzhou? Is it because of you?"
Song Yizhi raised his hand and patted Bei Xianyue's arm, and said angrily, "What are you thinking about every day? He came to Muzhou for serious business."
"Come to see you for serious business?" Bei Xianyue said quietly.
Song Yizhi: "..."
Seeing Song Yizhi's speechless look, Bei Xianyue raised her hand and rubbed her chin, "She looks pretty good, if only..."
Song Yizhi's eyes quickly covered Bei Xianyue's mouth with his hands, fearing that she would speak arrogantly.
Shen Zheng and Chu He looked sideways at each other.
Bei Xianyue pulled Song Yizhi's hand away, "Seriously, he is the most handsome person I have ever seen. Are you really not moved?"
Lan Minjun's skin is indeed impeccable, but it is too dangerous to resist the beauty of the snake.
"I was afraid of being sold, so I helped him count the money." Song Yizhi said quietly.
Bei Xianyue laughed undeniably, "Are you really not moved?"
Seeing Bei Xianyue's worry under the joke, Song Yizhi pointed to his face, "I'm more attracted to this face."
Looking at Song Yizhi's face, Bei Xianyue could not say that she was narcissistic.
When she walked to the main hall, Shen Zheng saw that Lu and Li were back.
After Song Yizhi and his party sat down, the two groups exchanged news.
After exchanging the news, Lu Li's tone became much heavier, "The commotion at the City Lord's Mansion is a bit loud, and many people feel that something is going to go wrong at this weapon refiner conference."
Song Yizhi leaned on the chair with his legs crossed, lazily and leisurely.
"According to Mr. Ye's investigation, the poison in the slums comes from the devil world." Bei Xianyue said, "I'm not sure if the city has suffered, but there is a high probability that it has."
Look at this mess!
This time the Weapon Refiner Conference cannot be justified unless something goes wrong!
"The top priority is to get rid of the poison quickly. Once the poison is detoxified, everything will be easy to talk about." After saying that, Lu Li wiped his face and felt a little tired.
"Master Ye said he would do this." Bei Xianyue said and leaned back in the chair without caring about her image.
After a while, a group of people in the main hall were leaning on their chairs, only caring about their comfort and not caring about their appearance.
The group of people paralyzed quietly for a while, and Song Yizhi was the first to get up.
When the others had finished slumping in their chairs, they got up and marched to the kitchen smelling the fragrance.
After eating, the group of people, resurrected with full health, began to divide into groups again.
Song Yizhi clicked his tongue in surprise, then turned around and went back to sleep.
In the next two days, Song Yizhi was nudged by a group of people so that he stayed in the house to recuperate and read.
Bei Xianyue and the others were involved in the slum affairs, and Lu Li and the others were responsible for inquiring about the matter.
For Song Yizhi to be able to stay in the house to recuperate, a group of people could only squeeze out a few tears to express their relief.
In this way, Song Yizhi spent a few days having a rare leisure time.
…
Three days later.
The Weapon Refining Masters Conference was held in the center of the Weapon Refining City, and a five-story prototype building rose from the ground.
There are still many monks coming here because of the reputation, at least the weapon refining building is full of people.
A few people from Beixianyue came early and grabbed seats.
Looking at the weapon-refining building that was filled to the brim within a short while, the group couldn't help but be speechless.
Wei Ling looked at the black sea, and the buzzing sound of the refining building echoed in her ears. She said with emotion, "Today was just a competition for foundation-building weapon masters and so many people came. If there is a golden elixir refining three days later, How many people are there to teach?”
"You don't understand this." Bei Xianyue leaned slightly and hooked Wei Ling's shoulder, "There will not be so many people in the Jindan Refiner Competition in three days."
Wei Ling glanced at Beixianyue.
"There are so many people today, most of them are from sects and aristocratic families are here to select their seedlings." Bei Xianyue said.
Wei Ling raised his eyebrows.
"See for yourself, there are many sects and elders in the family." Bei Xianyue said, "They came here today, but they are all selecting seedlings."
Most of the weapon refiners who have established foundation cultivation are disciples of aristocratic families, or they are casual cultivators.
Most of the foundation-building weapon masters who come to the weapon refiner conference want to stand out. Of course, there are also a small number who want to bring glory to their families.
In short, the first day of the Weapon Master Conference will be more lively than the following days.
"Most of the gold elixir cultivation masters are trained by aristocratic families, or are disciples of sects. Although there will be many people coming to watch the competition, there will not be as many as today." Lu Li took his time.
Open your mouth.
On the first day, there were very few people who came just to join in the fun like them, and most of them had ulterior motives.