"...He threatened to kill me if I didn't give it to him. Moreover, I also wanted the ingot of silver to buy food. I was already well but I didn't have a full meal. So, I finally agreed to him
I'm here. Young gentlemen, I'm just a messenger, I don't know anything. Please let me go."
The little beggar looked at everyone with a pitiful expression.
Wu Jiu smiled slightly and said to the little beggar: "I will ask you a few more questions. If we are really sure that you are innocent, we will naturally not embarrass you."
"Okay." At the same time, the little beggar's expression became dull, and even his voice was dull.
Everyone knew that Wu Jiu had given him the truth powder.
Wu Jiu asked what he had just said again, and the little beggar’s answer was basically the same as before.
"Let him go." After Wu Jiu finished asking, Yun Jingyan sighed and said to the housekeeper.
Wu Jiu also sighed and flicked his fingers to pop out the antidote.
The little beggar's expression gradually became clear, and then he looked at everyone in confusion, and then continued to beg for mercy: "Please forgive me, gentlemen, this matter really has nothing to do with me."
Obviously, he had no idea that he had just become a mantra fan, let alone what he had just said.
"Come with me." The housekeeper said to the little beggar at Yun Jingyan's signal.
The little beggar's face was filled with joy, and then he bowed to everyone: "Thank you, gentlemen, thank you. The little beggar will leave now."
Then, he hurriedly left with the housekeeper, as if he was afraid that if he took a step too slow, he would be caught again.
"I'm going to meet that devil man tonight. Don't worry, I will definitely bring Jingchu back safely." In the room, Baili Wushang said in a deep voice.
Everyone was a little silent.
Everyone here has experienced battles with the devil man and is very aware of his strength. Although Baili Wushang is on par with that man in skill, perhaps even better, that man is obviously more insidious and unscrupulous.
Just like the last time I put poison on my sword.
Generally speaking, well-known masters in the world would disdain to use poisoning, a dirty trick in the world. But that person didn't seem to care.
This time that person asked Baili Wushang for a decisive battle. Who knows whether that person would despicably use Yun Jingchu to threaten Baili Wushang into submission, or create other traps. After all, the initiative was in that person's hands.
"Don't worry, I will bring Jingchu back no matter what." Baili Wushang looked at the worried people and said in a deep voice.
"...Then be careful. That person is good at using poison. Before leaving, I will help you make some preparations. I hope I can help you then. Now, let's guess what might happen and then discuss how to deal with it.
"Wu Jiu thought for a moment and nodded.
Everyone nodded.
So, several people began to express their opinions one by one.
Everyone discussed it all afternoon, and at noon, the three Yun brothers and Dao left, and Wu Jiu brought Baili Wushang into the room where they had been learning poison techniques for the past few days.
The two stayed together for five hours. It was not until Haishi, which was still an hour away from the ion hour, that Baili Wushang left the room and set out for the mountain temple outside the city.
Outside the city, Xishan, Mountain Temple.
When Baili Wushang was injured, Ion Shi still had two sticks of incense left.
Baili Wushang stood in front of the mountain temple with his hands behind his back, looking at the sky in the distance and paying attention to the movements around him.