The old slave also turned back to look at Mr. Jin.
Just by looking at his face, one could tell that the situation no longer allowed him to make any more guesses.
After taking a deep breath, he slowly retracted his hand and looked at Wu Di:
"You...can you save my young master?"
When he said this, he felt guilty.
You just beat someone seriously and you still want to ask for help?
This is the flute tribe!
If he turns around and uses the pretense of saving people, hides evil intentions, and uses some tricks secretly, then... my young master will really have no way to save his life.
But in fact, even now, he is helpless and has no solution. Jiang Ran pointed out a clear path for him, which seemed to make sense. He really did not dare to let go of this life-saving straw.
Therefore, even if you take risks, you can only give it a try.
Wu Di reluctantly supported his body and sat down, spitting out a mouthful of blood:
"You have to let me first...see what kind of poison he has..."
This is actually a promise.
The old slave's expression changed again when he heard this, and he immediately waved his hand:
"Bring the young master here."
"Don't touch him."
Wu Di hurriedly spoke, but this sound affected his injuries again, causing him to let out a muffled groan.
The old slave asked quickly:
"Why?"
"...it is not clear what kind of poison he was poisoned with. If others touch him, they may suffer the consequences even if they touch him.
"Instead of letting him come over, it's better to let me over."
When Wu Di said this, he still wanted to stand up forcefully.
The old slave immediately ordered his men to help Wu Di up and bring him to Mr. Jin.
When he arrived, Wu Di took one look and sat on the floor.
He picked up Mr. Jin's wrist and inspected it.
After a moment, he frowned slightly:
"It's really a poison..."
After saying this, he glanced around subconsciously.
Seems to be looking for something.
The old slave also looked around, but there were people all around, so what could he find?
Wu Di seemed to have gained nothing. After sighing, he took out a small knife from his arms, thought for a moment, and put the small knife on his knees.
Then he stretched out his hand, untied Mr. Jin's cotton-padded coat, and pulled open the front placket, revealing his bare chest.
Mr. Jin obviously takes good care of himself, is pampered and has very white skin.
However, in the middle of this pure white chest, there is a hint of darkness.
This darkness was like a sharp sword, piercing through his entire body.
What's more, it seems to be alive.
As Wu Di stretched out his palm, the darkness began to slowly squirm.
This caused Mr. Jin to show pain on his face, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Seeing this scene, the old slave under Mr. Jin almost killed another person in horror, and resisted the urge to take action:
"Young hero...what is this?"
"Oh, nothing."
Wu Di said casually:
"It's just a fatal poison."
The old slave's face turned green.
Death Gu... nothing more?
But Wu Di didn't seem to really pay attention to it, and instead looked around.
This time the old slave couldn't bear it and asked directly:
"What are you looking for, young hero?"
"Oh... By the way, it will be faster if you help me find it."
Wu Di said:
"Go find me a chicken."
The old slave was stunned: "Raw or cooked?"
"Nonsense, you have to live."
Wu Di rolled his eyes at him, as if to say that he had no common sense at all.
The old slave nodded repeatedly and ordered his men to look for it.
There are all tea shops and wine shops around here, so it is really easy to find a live chicken.
There were even people watching the fun, before the old slave’s men asked, they had already caught one and asked:
"Will this work?"
Wu Di took a look and nodded:
"It works."
The old slave quickly reached out and took it, but he didn't seem to have practiced this job. The chicken was very quiet when it was in the hands of others, but it struggled to fly when it fell into his hand.
However, he has deep inner strength, and naturally a chicken cannot fly out of his hand, even if it makes a lot of noise, it will upset him.
Seeing this, Jiang Ran couldn't help but said:
"You put its wings together behind its back and hold it with one hand, and it won't be able to move."
The old slave followed the law, and the chicken no longer struggled.
I was amazed for a moment.
Wu Di shook his head and said:
"Get another bowl."
This was even easier. The spectators took the trouble to bring a tea bowl directly from the tea shop.
Wu Di took the bowl and waved to the old slave.
When the old slave caught the chicken, Wu Di casually slashed it, and the small knife immediately cut the chicken's throat.
Before the chicken noticed it, blood was already flowing out.
Wu Di caught the chicken blood in a bowl.
After taking almost half of the bowl, the chicken was already half dead.
"Put this chicken next to your young master."
Wu Di said again.
The old slave nodded. Although he didn't know why, he could only do as he was told.
I just feel that this is completely different from the ordinary detoxification methods.
After the chicken landed on the ground, it fluttered twice, but it had lost more than half a bowl of blood and was no longer able to struggle.
Wu Di poured the bowl of chicken blood along the chicken, drawing a line of blood on the ground and pulling it to Mr. Jin's body.
Finally, it stopped on the black air.
At this point, he suddenly sent out the sword.
A hole opened at the top of the black air.
The next moment, black insects with many legs, like centipedes, surged out from the black air.
They moved extremely fast, following the blood line, and pounced on the chicken in the blink of an eye.
Some burrow into flesh and blood, while others cling to feathers to eat.
The chicken was devoured at a speed visible to the naked eye.
When the last black insect came out of Mr. Jin's wound, Wu Di suddenly stretched out his hand and knocked Mr. Jin away.
Then he slapped the chicken.
With this palm movement, the strange chirping sound of insects sounded again.
It's just that the sound is different from before.
After his palm touched the chicken, a ball of blood suddenly exploded.
This is definitely not the amount of blood a chicken should have.
The blood on the ground gathered and almost flowed into a river. It was such a big pool!
This scene left the onlookers stunned, and some couldn't help but want to vomit.
They had tolerated the bugs before, but now they couldn't bear it anymore.
After finishing this matter, Wu Di took a deep breath, groped around on his body, and took out a porcelain bottle.
He slowly opened the lid and poured out a pill.
Under the helpless gaze of the old slave, he stuffed it into his own mouth and said helplessly:
"I held on to my severely injured body to save your young master's life. Now that he is safe for the time being, I have to heal myself, right?"
The old slave hesitated for a moment, then walked over and helped his young master.
I saw that his complexion had changed somewhat. Although he was still unconscious, he was obviously much better.
He had also seen the scene just now, and knew that Wu Di had indeed saved his life this time.
He immediately took a deep breath and said:
"The old slave didn't understand what happened just now and injured the young hero by mistake.
"I should have hurt myself three times to forgive my sin... However, the old slave still has the responsibility of protecting me and dare not slack off... so..."
After he finished speaking, he suddenly slapped his chest with his backhand.
The force of this palm was not wasted at all, it was all eaten up, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out.
His face turned pale in an instant.
He raised his head and looked at Wu Di:
"I will return this palm to you for the time being... I would like to ask the young hero to write down the remaining two palms. When I return to Beijing and I have nothing important to do, I will definitely return these two palms without any shirk!"
After saying this, he looked at Jiang Ran:
"Jiang Daxia is an unparalleled hero. I would like to ask Jiang Daxia to bear witness to this matter.
"If this old slave doesn't keep his word, please ask Master Jiang to make a decision!"
He had already recognized Jiang Ran's identity.
Jiang Ran smiled, but didn't look at him. Instead, he looked at Wu Di:
"What do you think?"
"...the old man does things very fairly."
Wu Di nodded:
"Isn't it just too much trouble for Master Jiang?"
Jiang Ran shook his head:
"After this incident is over, I have also thought about going to the capital for a visit.
"If you really go, this matter can be treated as a matter of course. If you don't go... If I know in the future that you, old man, are breaking your promises and breaking your promises, even if you are hiding in the palace, Jiang will definitely go.
I’ll catch you and make up for these two palms.”
"good."
The old slave nodded immediately.
Just looking at Mr. Jin's unconscious appearance, he couldn't help but ask:
"Here, when will my young master wake up?"
"Although the fatal Gu has gone, the poison in his body has not been completely removed."
As Wu Di said this, he took out another bottle from his arms and threw it to the old man:
"That's it. For the next three days, take one in the morning, noon and evening every day.
"The poison is gone like a thread, so we can ensure that this young master's body is intact.
"After three days, I will prescribe some prescriptions for replenishing qi and blood. If I take them for a month, I will be completely back to normal."
The old slave immediately thanked him profusely.
Wu Di shook his head:
"You don't have to thank me... maybe I have to thank you."
Speaking of this, he glanced at Mrs. Wu:
"come over."
Madam Wu came to Wu Di silently.
Jiang Ran looked at her and then at Wu Di, feeling very interesting.
Wu Di was seriously injured just now and almost became a prisoner. Madam Wu had no intention of saving him, which shows that the relationship between the two has never eased.
But even so, Mrs. Wu had no idea of escaping on her own.
I think Wu Di has a way to control Mrs. Wu, so that even if she gnashes her teeth with hatred, she can only obey her orders.
At this time, Mrs. Wu arrived in front of Wu Di, stretched out her hand to help him up from the ground, and Wu Di held his fist:
"I...I still have some important things to do, so I'll take my leave first."
When the old slave under Mr. Jin saw this, he stopped talking.
Jiang Ran had already clasped his fists:
"Take care of yourself."
"Take care of yourself."
After Wu Di responded, he turned around and left.
But it's not in the direction of Jinyang Mansion.
Jiang Ran watched him leave, thoughtfully, glanced at the old slave again, and said with a smile:
"worried?"
"..."
The old slave pondered for a moment:
"Dr. Jiang is a transparent person. I can't hide my young master's identity from you..."
"No."
Jiang Ran waved his hand:
"Your young master's identity has nothing to do with me.
"But you have to remember one thing..."
"What's up?"
The old slave was stunned.
Jiang Ran asked the shopkeeper to prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone. He picked up the pen and wrote an IOU.
"this……"
The old slave was confused, especially when he saw the characters "gold thousand taels" on it, his whole person seemed to be in a fog:
"My young master...when will I owe you one thousand taels of gold?"
"He sits in my seat, and this is the seat fee."
Jiang Ran said:
"I am not some living king of hell. He is unconscious now, and I don't ask for money from him.
"But I have to write an IOU.
"By the way, does your young master have a private seal? Oh, I saw it."
When the word "private seal" was mentioned, the old slave subconsciously glanced at Mr. Jin's waist.
Jiang Ran was best at finding clues and traces on other people's faces. He recognized it immediately, came to Mr. Jin's side, and touched a seal as expected.
He immediately took it over, took a breath of hot air, reached out and stamped the IOU.
Then after the ink was dry, he folded it up and put it in his arms:
"If I go to the capital in the future, I won't be able to ask for this account.
"But don't worry, old man, maybe I won't go to the capital either."
"..."
The old slave was speechless for a long time, thinking to himself, how should I explain this to the young master when he wakes up?
Jiang Ran ignored him.
Li Tianyu asked Tian Miaomiao to come over and call them. The team was almost lined up and they could enter the city.
Jiang Ran immediately led everyone to say goodbye to the old slave, and the group weaved through the crowd and squeezed to the city gate.
After a little twists and turns, we finally managed to enter the city.
Looking up... Before I could see how beautiful Jinyang Mansion was, I saw densely packed heads.
There are just too many people.
Jiang Ran felt dizzy, so he suggested finding an inn first and making plans after everyone settled down.
This proposal was unanimously approved by everyone.
And inns are not difficult to find. Although this area is overcrowded, there are many places to stay.
Although it is a little more expensive, it is not difficult for Jiang Ran and others.
Not to mention that Jiang Ran is a wealthy man himself, and even though he has a lot of money with him, he also has a big business with Baizhenhui. Although he has not yet seen any profit, when the money comes, he will probably be
No need to worry about money.
As for the disciples of the Seven Sects, including the Fierce Sword Sect and Jiuzhen Guan, none of them are money-hungry.
I had heard Dong Qingcheng say before that one of the seven sects controls the entire Jin Chan Dynasty's mineral veins.
This is a huge fortune.
Therefore, although we don’t pay attention to whether we are tired of food and fine cooking, the food and accommodation are all good.
Looking at the entire Jinyang Mansion, the best inn is Jinyang Inn.
After Jiang Ran and others arrived, they directly booked three courtyards for their stay.
After all this tidying up, it was already past midnight.
Everyone had lunch in the hotel's courtyard and discussed what to do next.
The purpose of the Seven Factions coming here was originally because of an old devil who had not shown up for several years and suddenly came out to cause trouble in the world.
As a result, I came here this time and found it to be extremely exciting.
It’s both a heavenly palace and a demon sect.
He was even involved in a huge conspiracy planned by Heaven to bring disaster to the world.
Naturally, we need to study carefully what to do now.
Things on Jiang Ran's side are much simpler.
On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, he had to go to Liuyuan.
Before that, he had to figure out where Liu Yuan was.
After that...you have to find the old drunkard.
But he didn't plan to take care of this matter himself. Tang Huayi knew that the old drunkard was in Jinyang Mansion, so naturally he should let her help him find it now.
But there is no need to elaborate on these things in front of others.
So Jiang Ran only mentioned the rights and wrongs of Liuyuan.
And this point is consistent with the purpose of the younger generation of disciples of the Seven Sects.
In the end, everyone put it together and decided to start with Liuyuan first.
But then, there is a problem.
How should they sneak into Liuyuan?
Jiang Ran and Tang Huayi, one has the Heavenly Secret Transformation Technique and the other has the Autumn Water Condensation Ice Technique, they are both masters of disguise.
Others don't have this ability.
If you are not careful, others may notice the clues.
Moreover, judging from the fragmentary clues obtained previously, Liu Yuan is afraid that the water will be extremely deep this time.
The complexity of the situation will be far beyond everyone's imagination.
Not only people from Tiantianque are mixed in.
There are also masters from Zuo Daozhuang and Wuxin Ghost Mansion among them.
As for the righteous path, it is by no means only the masters of the seven sects who have received such trust.
Others probably wanted to get in there and see how things went.
In this way, what you see is not what you see, what you hear is not what you hear, and it is difficult to tell what is true and what is false.
Therefore, halfway through the discussion, Jiang Ran said:
"That being the case, let's simplify complex problems.
“The more people there are, the more complex the situation is, and the more complicated the situation is, the more disadvantageous it is for us.
"At least there shouldn't be any problems with the people around you.
"So, the fewer people who enter Liuyuan... the better!
"In my opinion, just Li Tianxin and I can go in."
Dong Qingcheng frowned:
"It is true that Daxia Jiang has unparalleled martial arts skills, but since the matter involves the Right Honorable Lord of Tianshangque...
“The dangers involved are still no small matter.
"We still..."
"You still have one more thing to do."
Jiang Ran interrupted Dong Qingcheng before he could finish speaking.
Dong Qingcheng was stunned:
"What's up?"
"I hope you can all go together to...Huwei Pass."
Jiang Ran spoke slowly:
"I suspect that something has happened in Huwei Pass."
Jiang Ran had never mentioned this suspicion to anyone before. Now that his suspicion and the evidence were revealed, everyone present could not sit still.
"If this is the case, then we may really have to go to Huwei Pass."
Zhao Ansheng said: "This matter concerns tens of millions of people in Jinyang Mansion, and there is no room for any mistakes."
Others also nodded.
"Then it's settled, Li Tianxin and I will go to Liuyuan, and you all will go to Huweiguan.
"We work together on both sides and each performs his or her duties."
When Jiang Ran said this, he heard someone knocking on the door.
Everyone turned around, Jiang Ran stood up and opened the door.
Standing outside the door was a seven or eight-year-old child, all dirty and with a string of clear snot hanging from his nose.
He stretched out his hand and wiped it with the sleeve of his robe, grinning and said:
"Which one is Jiang Ran?"
Jiang Ran tilted his head and looked at the baby for a long time, then said happily:
"I am, you have something to do with me?"
"An old man asked me to give you something."
The child reached behind his waist and took out a wine gourd, and handed it to Jiang Ran:
"He said he would be waiting for you at the Martial Arts Temple outside the city tonight."
After he finished speaking, he felt a gust of wind blowing past him. When he raised his head, there was still Jiang Ran's shadow?