He couldn't move, so how could he sit down? The medicine seller yelled "Uh huh...".
The next second, I found that I could actually move.
The first reaction was to run towards the door.
joke!
These two men, at first glance, are not simple figures. If they don’t run away, who knows what will happen if they stay?
"Bang--"
Dongfang Aoshi pressed one hand on the door, his black eyes were frighteningly sharp.
The medicine seller was startled, took several steps back, and fell down on a chair, his face pale and he was sweating coldly.
"You, you guys..." As soon as the medicine seller opened his mouth, he realized that he could speak.
Trembling, I wanted to get up.
Dongfang Aoshi narrowed his eyes coldly and said, "Sit down."
The medicine seller's legs went weak and he immediately sat down, his voice stammering, "You, you, you...who are you...what's the matter..."
"I'm just asking a few questions, sir, don't be afraid," Wuming said.
"What, what's the problem?" the medicine seller asked tremblingly, not even daring to look at Dongfang Aoshi, as if his gaze could kill someone.
"Young master, did you sell medicine to a little girl some time ago?" Wuming didn't go round with him and directly told him the purpose of their visit.
"Are you friends of that little girl?" The medicine seller was stunned.
"That's right." Wuming nodded.
"Are you here to buy medicine too?" The medicine seller frowned and kept shaking his head, "Let me explain first, if you are here to buy medicine, then I'm sorry, the medicine is gone and all was destroyed by my senior sister."
The medicine seller said, secretly glancing at Dongfang Aoshi, "Also, even if the medicine is not destroyed, I will not sell it to you again."
Last time, in order to make some money, I sold medicine to that little maid. When the senior sister found out, she almost skinned him!
The senior sister said that they came to the Central Plains to collect medicines, not to sell medicines.
Next time he dares to sell harmful medicine indiscriminately, cut off all his fingers and let him beg on the street.
Thinking of his senior sister's fierce expression, the medicine seller couldn't help but tremble.
"We're not here to buy medicine." Wuming shook his head.
"If you're not buying medicine, what are you doing here?" The medicine seller was stunned for a moment, then quickly covered his money bag, "The medicine has already been sold to that little girl, and I won't refund my money!"
joke!
That money was the living expenses for him and his senior sister in the Central Plains.
If they pay it back, what will they live on in the future?
"Don't worry, young master, we are not -"
"Why are you talking so much nonsense to him?" Dongfang Aoshi punched the table with a sinister expression, "Antidote."
"Antide? What antidote?" The medicine seller was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses. "So, you are here to find the antidote to that poison... You should have told me earlier!"
The medicine seller said, rubbing his hands in confusion.
Dongfang Aoshi frowned and threw a stack of banknotes on the table.
The medicine seller's eyes were bright and he quickly picked up the banknotes and counted them.
Two, three, four, five...two thousand taels!
It’s been made!
This time I really met a rich man!
The medicine seller smiled and hugged the banknote, having already put his fear behind him.
"Antidote." Dongfang Aoshi reminded him coldly.
"Oh! Yes! Antidote! I'll take you to get it right away!" The medicine seller happily put away the banknote.
"The antidote is not on your body?" Wuming was slightly stunned.
"I'm just responsible for taking care of the medicines. The owner of those medicines is my senior sister!"