Luan Ziming listened to the conversation between the two.
The fat man's expression showed worry: "Chang Shisan must have come to Qingshan City. What will happen if we are exposed after we take action!"
"You're stupid! Try to get Shi Yao to come to the Shimen branch. After we succeed, we two can escape quickly." The thin man looked confident.
"Fourteen, do you want to play with brother?" Luan Ziming said to Shaoan. Luan Ziming rushed all the way to Qingshan City and didn't encounter anything exciting. His hands were already itchy.
"Brother, come and listen."
"Have you brought the Mongolian sweat medicine?" Luan Ziming asked.
"Of course, it's a must-have when you go out!" Shao'an replied. How can anyone's must-have sweat medicine when going out!
For Shaoan, who is proficient in poison techniques, Mongolian sweat medicine is as important as the sword in the hands of a swordsman. Others use swords to deal with people, but Shaoan uses medicine.
The two brothers conspired together, and Jing Wen, who was listening on the sidelines, couldn't help it. This kind of thing was definitely something that Jing Wen had never experienced in her whole life.
Just do it!
Shaoan put the sweat medicine into the tea bowls of the fat man and the thin man. This method was naturally familiar, and Shaoan had done the same thing many times.
The fat man and the thin man didn't notice at all and drank the drugged tea without blinking. After a while, he fell on the table. Shaoan and Ziming stepped forward, helped them up and walked to the guest room on the second floor.
Jingwen ran over and found the waiter: "Please give us a room."
"Do you want one room?"
"Just one room."
The second boy looked puzzled. One, two...six or seven people only need one room? Since he ordered one room, it's not easy to ask too many questions.
"Miss Pei, Ah Fu, guard the door." Shaoan said.
The fat man and the thin man were pushed to the chairs in the room. Ziming picked up the teapot on the table, poured the tea into the bowl, and splashed it on their faces.
The two of them trembled all over and wiped the water and tea leaves off their faces with their hands. They were surrounded by unknown people: "Who are you? What do you want to do?" they shouted loudly.
"Open your dog eyes and take a closer look. My name is Luan Ziming of the Tianyun Mountain sect. You don't even know me. I'm afraid he's just a kid in Shimen." Luan Ziming said, holding the thin man's chin with his hand.
Luan Ziming was so unlucky that he met the leader of the Tianyun Mountain Sect as soon as he left the house, and he was also the leader with the most unprincipled conduct. Although no one knew him, Luan Ziming's deeds were unknown to many people.
"Master Luan, we two brothers are here to carry out the orders of the sect leader. Please let me know if I have offended you." The thin man spoke in an orderly manner. He must not be an ordinary little guy, otherwise he would have begged for mercy by now.
Luan Ziming said: "It's easy to say, I just want to ask one thing, what is the purpose of sending you here? Tell me honestly, I will let you go today, otherwise, I will not be polite."
Shaoan pulled out a dagger from his waist, "Whoosh!" and stuck the dagger on the table.
The bright blade reflected a ray of light, and Fatty was obviously frightened by this action. If Luan Ziming made a move, the two brothers would not have the slightest chance to resist.
When I was asking questions inside, there was someone standing outside the door who heard everything.
This man was wearing white clothes and had a thin figure, but his movements were sharp and his martial arts was good. This man had focused on the movements of several people from the very beginning.
Like Luan Ziming, he had already figured out the identity of the fat man and the thin man. Luan Ziming and others brought the two of them upstairs, and he had been observing secretly.
This man's actions were not noticed by Luan Ziming and others at all. This kind of concealment ability can be said to be quite brilliant.
The thin man was silent and did not answer.
"If you don't want to say it, okay, then I will use this knife to cut off your ears first, then dig out your eyes, and finally cut off your tongues. No, no, the tongues must be kept in case anything goes wrong.
Half of you want to say it." Luan Ziming had a fierce look on his face and stared at the two of them.
Jing Wen listened, these words echoed in her ears, and the pictures in her mind were filled in. It was so disgusting and inhumane!
"What's going on? I don't believe it. Fourteen, bring me the knife." Luan Ziming stretched out his hand and waited for the knife to come to him.
In an instant, the knife was placed on the fat man's ear. "Wait a minute..." the fat man shouted.
"Wait a minute, I said."
"You don't want your life. If the sect master finds out, we will lose our lives!" The thin man thought, and told them that even if they ran to Tianyan Cape, Shi Huachun would try his best to find them and take their lives in a cruel way.
That kind of life was worse than death, and the level of cruelty that Luan Ziming was going to do to them would only be worse.
"I can't worry about that much anymore. Let's deal with the immediate problem first. I said, the sect master asked us to deliver a pill to Miss Shi Yaoshi." The fat man said.
"What elixir? Where is the elixir?"
"Here. The elixir must be nourishing or something like that, and the thing given to Miss Shi must be something good." The thin man said. The fat man glanced at the thin man, who quickly gave him a wink.
In fact, this elixir is called "Rixiaoyao". After a person takes the elixir, his breathing and pulse will immediately become extremely weak, giving people the illusion of death. However, they will return to normal after twelve hours
.
On the day of the wedding, he tried to trick Shi Yao into taking the elixir, and the wedding would turn into a funeral. This was Shi Huachun's plan.
The thin man didn't intend to tell all the truth. It would be best to tell half of it and hide it. But Luan Ziming was not that easy to hide. The conversation between the two at the dinner table just now made it clear that there was something going on.
Luan Ziming put his hands on his hips and said, "To tell the truth, I heard everything you said downstairs."
"Master Luan, please don't embarrass us two brothers. We really can't talk any more, otherwise our lives will be lost." The thin man looked embarrassed. There is no such thing as pleasing both sides.
What Ziming and Shaoan didn't know was that Shi Yuan was already on the way.
The person who eavesdropped outside the door just now was the one who reported the letter to Shi Yuan, but this person was not from Shimen.
"If you don't tell the truth, Fourteen, open their mouths, give each of them half of the elixir, and feed them in."
"Hey, this is not good. What if the elixir is really poisonous? What will happen to the lives of these two people!" Jing Wen said anxiously. Jing Wen is a girl who has never seen any bloody scenes. Even if the two of them want to go
Even if you do bad things, you can't make fun of their lives.
Shimen's branch was very close to the inn, about a hundred meters away. Shi Yuan walked quickly, so he arrived at the inn in a short time.
When Shaoan heard Jingwen's words, he hesitated. Luan Ziming couldn't care less: "Get out of here, brother."
The thin man struggled hard, but his strength was far inferior to Luan Ziming. Just when he opened the thin man's mouth to forcefully feed the elixir, "pop!"
The door was suddenly pushed open from the outside. "Stop!" the middle-aged man's voice came. Everyone in the room looked towards the door, and Luan Ziming also listened to his actions.
"Master Shi, save us!" The thin man shouted loudly.
"Luan Ziming, what are you going to do?" Shi Yuan saw Luan Ziming's actions as soon as he entered the door, and it was clear that he was doing something detrimental to the two Shimen people.
"Old man, I'm doing this for your own good, so please don't discriminate between good and evil." Luan Ziming's tone was full of provocation. He was not afraid of Shi Yuan, no, it should be said that he was not afraid of anyone. He had never known what it meant to be afraid since he was a child.
Zi Ming has been spoiled by a group of uncles from the Tianyun Mountain Sect since he was a child. In addition to his intelligence and rapid progress in martial arts, not many people can take his fancy.