Noticing Tianci who was tied to the horse post, Mr. Baicao immediately rushed over and raised his hand to help him untie his bonds.
"Woo..." Tianci also recognized him. His mouth was blocked and he couldn't speak. He just struggled hard, shook his head vigorously, and signaled Mr. Baicao not to touch him.
Seeing that something was wrong with his expression, Mr. Baicao raised his hand and pulled off the cloth from his mouth, "God's gift?!"
The cloth in his mouth was torn open, and Tianci immediately shouted loudly, "Master, don't touch me, that bastard sprinkled poison on me!"
"Ha..." As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuge Miao's cold laughter came from the village gate, "You are wrong, what I sprinkled on you was just ordinary medicinal powder for treating knife wounds!"
At this time, Mr. Baicao had quickly thrown away the face towel he had pulled out of Tianci's hand, and looked down at his right hand. Under the moonlight, his right hand was as red as if it was on fire, and all his fingers were rapidly swelling.
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Quickly tapping several acupuncture points on his arm, and raising his gaze from his palm, Mr. Baicao looked at Zhuge Miao with a deep look, "Is it bone-eating powder?!"
"Not bad!" Zhuge Miao walked down the steps with a gloomy smile, "How about it, big brother, you didn't expect that I made the poison that you tried unsuccessfully several times back then?!"
Tianci was slightly stunned, but soon understood what was going on. He turned to Zhuge Miao and cursed, "You bastard, old fox, you are so despicable, you actually tampered with the cloth on my mouth!"
"Otherwise, how could a shrewd brother like me be fooled?" Zhuge Miao stopped smiling, "Of course, I would also like to thank you for your performance, little brat. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid that my brother would have discovered your mouth.
There’s something strange on that towel!”
Turning around, Mr. Baicao took out the knife used to cut herbs from his body and opened the cloth belt on Tianci's body.
"Mr. Baicao, I'm sorry!" Tianci relaxed and immediately rushed to look at his palms. Seeing his fingers that had begun to pus and ooze, his eyes instantly became wet, "Your hands, your hands..."
"It doesn't matter!" Mr. Baicao lowered his head and looked at his right hand. Suddenly he raised the knife and cut off the entire palm to the wrist.
Tianci screamed, but Zhuge Miao smiled even more proudly, "Ha... It's really unimaginable that Old Man Gold-finger doesn't have his right hand. How can he be called Old Man Gold-finger!"