The heavy wooden door was pushed open with a creak, and everything in the wooden house came into view. An old man in shabby clothes, about eighty or ninety years old, was sitting on a recliner in the house. He raised his eyelids when he heard the sound, and saw with his muddy old eyes
Du Er suddenly lit up.
The voice was hoarse: "Second Brother! Second Brother, you are back!"
"It's me! Grandpa, I'm back to see you!" Du Er squeezed out a smile and walked to the old man on the wooden recliner.
The old man raised his chicken claw-like hand to grab Du Er's hand. Du Er subconsciously shrank back, not wanting the old man to touch it.
Eleven could see clearly from the side that Du Er was very afraid of the old man touching him. There must be a reason for this.
Sure enough, the old man went to grab Du Er's hand and sighed after being rejected, "You haven't been back for more than ten years. Is there something wrong with you coming back to me suddenly?"
"Yes, grandpa, I want the medicine you gave my friend last time. Do you still have it?"
"No more!" The old man shook his head, "Those are the last few pills. I gave them all."
"Can it match?" Du Er asked again.
"No! Some things can no longer be found." The old man shook his head, "Boy, that medicine is not a good thing. What do you want it for?"
"It's not me who wants it, it's my friend who wants it. Grandpa, can you help me?" Du Er begged.
"It's not that I won't help you, it's that some of the ingredients in the formula are no longer available. Brother, that medicine is harmful to people. Did your friend harm people by using it?"
"Yes! Grandpa, are you still worthy?"
"What a sin!" The old man shook his head. "Such a vicious thing shouldn't exist. I was the one who... ah..."
"Grandpa, can you give me the formula? I'll prepare it myself." Du Er asked for the formula.
The old man shook his head, "I have burned the formula, so I can't give it to you."
"How could this happen?" Du Er glanced at Eleven. Eleven's gaze was so cold that it made him tremble in his heart.
He knelt down with a plop, "Grandpa, please save me! The lives of my wife, children, and parents are in other people's hands. If you don't give me the medicine, they will be dead!"
"Did you hurt someone?"
"It's not me! It was the person who came to you that time who used this medicine to harm others, and they found me! Grandpa, it doesn't matter if I die, but my parents, my wife and my children are innocent. Please!"
The old man shook his head, "I told you before that this medicine is not a good thing. If you harm others, they will not let you go. Do you understand now?"
"Grandpa, I know, but I can't do anything after this. Please help me!" Du Er begged with tears in his eyes.
The old man looked at Eleven who was standing, "Is this the creditor?"
"Old man, I am not a creditor. I am here to seek an antidote for our young master." Eleven replied.
"Master? Are you a servant?"
"I'm a bodyguard!"
"A person who can have a bodyguard with your skills must have a distinguished status!" The old man looked at Eleven for a while with his cloudy old eyes, and sighed: "Sooner or later, if you come out to fool around, you will have to pay back! What a sin!"
Eleven didn't speak and looked at him quietly. The old man stood up from the chair and motioned to Eleven and Du Er, "Follow me!"
Looking at the room his grandfather entered, Du Er didn't move, "I'll just wait outside."
Seeing the fear in his eyes, Eleven strode into the room with a hint of contempt in his eyes.
The room was very dark and exuded an unpleasant smell. Grandpa Du Er closed the door in disappointment when he saw only eleven people came in.
He walked to the room and opened the cupboard before opening the door. Inside, a giant python poked its head out. Eleven stood there expressionlessly looking at the giant python spitting out the letter.
"Aren't you afraid?" Du Er's grandfather looked at Eleven in surprise.
"Afraid?" Eleven sneered, "It's just a long worm, what's so scary? To tell you the truth, I can turn it into a puddle of flesh in a few seconds."
Grandpa Du Er glanced at Eleven with complicated eyes, sighed, stretched out his hand to push the python's head away, and rummaged in the cabinet, talking while searching.
"I have lived for ninety-three years, and I can be considered a person who has experienced ups and downs. When I was young, I did a lot of bad things, tricked people, and caused a lot of harm to them. Now the retribution has come in my old age. No one cares about me at my age. I just wait.
One day I will go to see the King of Hell with my legs lifted, maybe I have done too many evil things, and God will not let me die, so I am left to suffer all alone."
"They have also made a lot of money outside, why don't you follow them to enjoy the happiness?" Eleven asked.
"I think so too, but I am a poisonous person. My son and wife are afraid of me. Didn't you see that my grandson didn't let me touch my hands just now? He is afraid that I will harm him. With a person like me, even my closest relatives
It's really sad that everyone is on guard!" Grandpa Du Er laughed self-deprecatingly.
Eleven didn't know what to say. Du Er's grandfather must have done bad things and harmed people when he played Gu. The cycle of karma and retribution is not good. He harmed people in the first place, and now all the retribution has befallen him. There is nothing to be pitiful about.
Grandpa Du Er rummaged in the cupboard for a while and then took out a wooden box and handed it to Eleven, "This is what you want."
Eleven stretched out his hand to take it, and he was a little surprised, "Aren't you afraid that I will harm you? I am a poison player and can harm people anytime and anywhere."
"I'm not afraid!" Eleven said calmly, "I'm not afraid to tell you. Before I became a bodyguard, I was a professional killer. Many people died at my hands. It would be a joke for people like me to be afraid."
"So that's it! That's it!" the old man murmured, "That poison is made from insects that have been cursed with blood and crushed into powder. The box I gave you contains the antidote, only one pill."
"Isn't there two pills of medicine? Why did you only make one antidote?" Eleven asked.
"The medicine is not just one pill. I spent a lot of money to make several pills, but they were all bought at high prices. The antidote was difficult to prepare, so I only made one pill. I thought I would never need it in this life.
"
"Where's the recipe?" Eleven asked.
"The formula is also in the box. You can take the antidote with you." The old man replied, "But I remind you, the antidote is not easy to prepare."
"Okay, thank you!" Eleven put the box away, "If you want to leave here, you can follow us."
"No need, I have done a lot of bad things in my life, and ending up alone is an inevitable outcome. I only hope that after I give you the antidote and formula, you can convince your young master to let my grandson and his family go."
"As long as the antidote is effective, we will not harm Du Er, but if the antidote is not effective, this will not be the result. I will skin Du Er's family alive without our young master taking action."
The threat of Eleven's words was too obvious, and Grandpa Du Er smiled bitterly, "Are you worried that I will deceive you with the antidote? Don't worry, I have fully understood now, and I will not gamble with the lives of my children and grandchildren.
