Hua Weiluo looked at the scene in front of her and finally breathed a sigh of relief. She raised her head and asked Mr. Yun: "Didn't the court have any clues about the Chaofeng Gang that Mr. Yun just mentioned?"
Mr. Yun paused slightly in his hand movements, raised his eyes and looked at Hua Weiluo, then pondered for a moment, as if thinking about it carefully, shook his head and said: "No, every time the people sent by the court arrested
After some of the minions of the Chaofeng Gang, within twelve hours, those minions would bleed to death inexplicably. Even if the court wanted to interrogate them, they would not be able to find out why. Those poisons were also from the Jianghu.
Something that has never appeared before... Generally speaking, the Chaofeng Gang behaves very strangely."
"That's it..." Hua Weiluo nodded slightly and murmured thoughtfully: "Then it's kind of them to use Qianhun Powder for their junior brother. If they use those poisons that have never appeared, then
It’s dangerous…”
"What did you say!? Thousands of souls scattered!?" Mr. Yun and Haitang raised their heads in surprise at the same time and looked at Hua Weiluo.
"Well..." Hua Weiluo nodded, turned to look at Zhishan, and then frowned and said: "Last night, when my junior brother and I went out to chase the servant who had stolen the treasure in my house, we met
As for Fang, he smeared the poison of Qianhunsan on the pangolin demon's knife, causing the junior brother to be poisoned accidentally..."
"But... isn't that Thousand Souls Powder said to be incurable??" Haitang looked at Zhishan in surprise, and saw that his cheeks were as white as jade, his expression as indifferent as the wind, and he was holding a rice bowl and picking vegetables.
It's like flowing clouds and flowing water, it's elegant, and it doesn't look like it's been poisoned at all.
"The poison is not incurable..." Young Master Yun pondered slightly, looking at Hua Weiluo thoughtfully, then with a look of realization on his face, he whispered to Hua Weiluo
: "I think Miss Weiluo has helped Feiran find the antidote, right??"
"Uh...haha...haha..." Hua Weiluo smiled awkwardly, waved his hand towards Young Master Yun and said, "It just so happens that there is an antidote in Hua Wang's Mansion, haha...haha..."
"..." A glimmer of light flashed in Mr. Yun's eyes, he smiled slightly at Hua Weiluo, nodded and said: "It is true that the Huawang Mansion has the most important antidote..."
"What antidote? Are you talking about the antidote for Qianhunsan? Huahua, do you have it at home??" Haitang looked at them with a confused expression, always feeling like they were talking like charades.
"Yes, yes..." Hua Weiluo nodded reluctantly. Looking at the narrow smile on Mr. Yun's lips, she immediately understood what he was thinking. For a moment, she regretted what she had done.
Why did you mention the poisoning of your junior brother?
"Well... what impressed me most about the antidote was the seventy-seven forty-nine days..." Mr. Yun's voice was deliberately long, he blinked at Hua Weiluo, and then whispered:
"But for the supreme good, he shouldn't have to..."
"Brother!!" Zhishan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly raised his head and shouted in a low voice towards Mr. Yun.
Mr. Yun suddenly shivered all over, came to his senses, smiled awkwardly at Hua Weiluo and said: "Nothing, nothing..."
