Mengyu naturally heard the conversation of those on the city wall, but she was not afraid. How could she, a foundation-building monk, be afraid of a mortal?
Although she was not afraid, she was still prepared, so she put a defensive shield on herself.
Mengyu followed Laotu who was carrying the baggage, and the place he walked went further and further away, but Laotu never looked back. It seemed that he didn't care at all whether Mengyu was following him or not.
It wasn't until he walked into a remote alley that the old man looked back at Mengyu and said, "You really followed me."
Mengyu smiled: "Old-fashioned, didn't you ask me to follow you?"
Laotu was shocked when he heard Mengyu say his name. He gave Mengyu a deep look and said, "As long as you don't regret it." After saying that, he knocked on a dilapidated wooden door.
"Dong, dong, dong, dong, dong."
Mengyu discovered that the old-fashioned knocking sound is very particular. The first three knocks are rapid and continuous, and the last two knocks are separate. The sound of continuous knocking is heavier, and the sound of separate knocks is lighter.
After knocking, Lao Tu stopped knocking and stood aside.
Mengyu only thought that this was someone else's secret code, so she didn't think much about it.
The door opened, but Mengyu shot an arrow from the door before she even lifted her foot.
Mengyu was sure that if she had not been prepared, if she were a mortal, it would be difficult for her to dodge this arrow.
She raised her hand and caught the arrow, but another arrow shot out. She caught the arrow again, followed by another arrow. Mengyu caught it again.
She looked at the old-fashioned person: "Are you trying to make money or kill someone?"
She had just discovered that the old man suddenly ducked to the side the moment the door opened, exposing himself.
But the old man shook his head: "No, I'm just taking some precautions. You didn't realize that even if the arrow hits you, it won't be fatal."
Mengyu recalled where the arrows were shot. The first arrow shot at her arm, and the last two arrows shot at her thighs.
Mengyu said bitterly: "Even if it is not fatal, I am still very seriously injured. Besides, if it hits an artery, I will still die!"
The old man shook his head: "No! I have gold sore medicine at home, which can stop the bleeding quickly. We are just taking precautions, not trying to kill anyone."
Mengyu sighed: "You are not sincere, forget it, I won't buy it." After saying that, she turned around and left. She did not intend to return the arrow she just collected to the other party, but took it in her hand.
However, after taking a few steps, an old-fashioned voice came from behind: "Girl, you have been poisoned."
Mengyu lowered her head and looked at the arrow in her hand, only to realize that there was a blue light on the arrow. This was an arrow quenched with poison!
The old man looked at her steadily: "You have been poisoned, and you must use my unique antidote to detoxify you."
"Can a mere poison poison me?" Mengyu turned around and looked at Old Tu: "I'm just an antique buyer. You asked me to go with you. I came with you honestly, but you poisoned me? Old man?
Tu, what do you want?"
Laotu saw that there was no sign of poisoning on Mengyu's face, and he was even more shocked.
You know, in the world of martial arts, you should be wary of children, women, and monks walking alone. But this girl is a woman and she is alone.
In addition, there are two types of people you should not mess with: men who lower their heads and women who raise their heads.
And it would be no exaggeration to say that this girl walked with him with her head held high.
The girl in front of him is not only three types of people to be wary of, but also two types of people not to mess with. How could he not be on guard against her?