Chapter 821: A Gentleman

Li Li Banfeng asked, "Big Sister, would you like to come to my home for a visit?"

"Mm!" A-Yu nodded sincerely. "Last time I went to your place, General Zhao and General Hong shared a sisterly bond with me. My sensible daughter was also acting spoiled with me for a long time. Whenever I think of them, my heart truly aches with longing."

Li Li Banfeng nodded and said, "They miss you quite a bit, too."

A-Yu leaned in close to Li Li Banfeng: "Little Brother, everything else is fake, but the bond in our own family is real. Did both of your younger sisters-in-law fall victim to the calamity? You must absolutely not be careless about this!"

Li Li Banfeng smiled: "I certainly wouldn't dare to be careless. I'm heading home right now to pull the calamity out for them."

A-Yu sighed: "General Zhao knows best just how ruthless Hen Hen Wuyou's methods are. If you can't even see where the calamity is, how can you pull it out? That's why Big Sister has to make the trip herself!"

Li Li Banfeng asked, "Is it one big sister, or two?"

A-Yu toyed with her hair, the corners of her mouth lifting to reveal a dimple on her cheek: "Last time, two big sisters went together."

"Would it be appropriate for only one to go this time?"

Li Li Banfeng looked toward the Heavenly Maiden on the bed: "I'm afraid this big sister might be difficult to host."

A-Yu sat beside the Heavenly Maiden, gently stroking her pale face: "Little Brother, if you are this guarded, then don't bother with this matter. In any case, the calamity on your own body is gone, so it won't be your turn to suffer. It's just a pity for those two sisters-in-law, having such a hard life, following a heartless man like you."

"Thank you for the reminder, Big Sister." Li Li Banfeng stood up to leave.

A-Yu smiled: "Little Brother, don't be so stubborn. I know you possess the Jin Qing and Fine Tail, and your perception is indeed not bad."

"But when you get home, ask Zhao Zhao Xiao Wan first: does the Jin Qing and Fine Tail work against Hen Hen Wuyou? If it really worked, why did she die at Hen Hen Wuyou's hands in the first place?"

"Impressive, Big Sister. Every word hits the mark!" Li Li Banfeng descended from the cloud and found A-Yi.

A-Yi asked, "How is it? The Curse-Gu Ruins really can't be blown up, right?"

Li Li Banfeng nodded: "Can't be blown up. I need to get some poison."

A-Yi didn't quite understand: "What do you need poison for? Can poison blow up the Curse-Gu Ruins?"

"It doesn't necessarily have to blow up the Curse-Gu Ruins; as long as I can kill all the Void Origin Silkworms, that's enough!"

"Why do you want to kill the Void Origin Silkworms?"

"The Curse-Gu Ruins are raising a lot of Void Origin Silkworms. I reckon they intend to send them to the Inner Continent. I don't know what they can do with these things in the Inner Continent, but since the Inner Continent wants them so badly, I certainly can't give them to them."

A-Yi brought Li Li Banfeng back home and took a wooden box out of the bedroom.

Inside the box was a stone ring, with specks of black shadow floating in the center.

Li Li Banfeng observed it for a moment and asked, "Is this the Great Totem you replicated?"

A-Yi shook her head: "This can't be considered a Great Totem yet. I can't make the shape of the Great Totem; I can only say it's somewhat close."

"Big Brother, do you know what these black shadows are?"

Li Li Banfeng stared at the black dots slowly moving about and guessed: "Are these living things?"

A-Yi used tweezers to pick up a black dot from the center of the stone ring and showed it to Li Li Banfeng: "Big Brother is right, these are living things. They are Void Origin Silkworms. There is a mass of black shadow in the center of the Great Totem, and this is what's inside. The Peddler told me this."

Li Li Banfeng's brain jolted; he realized something major had happened.

The Great Totem had long been destroyed by the Peddler, but according to Li Li Yuping's description, the Curse-Gu Ruins were still desperately raising bugs three days ago.

What else could they be raising bugs for?

"Big Sister, do you have a way to find the Peddler?"

A-Yi thought for a moment: "I can try, but I can't guarantee I'll find him."

"Go find him. Use every possible method to find him. Once you find the Peddler, tell him the Inner Continent is rebuilding the Great Totem!"

Li Li Banfeng immediately left Gourd Village, ran to Green Water City, arrived at Round Bamboo Workshop, and took out the Green Water City's Local Deity Seal.

Before going to Fool's City last time, Li Li Banfeng had drained all the human Qi stored in the Local Deity Seal. Because the Peddler had just destroyed the Great Totem at that time, under normal circumstances, the Local Deity Seal would have lost its connection to the Great Totem, and no new human Qi would accumulate inside.

Now, Li Li Banfeng placed the Local Deity Seal on his head again; it was empty inside, truly devoid of human Qi.

The heart that had been hanging in his chest finally settled; this proved that the Great Totem had not yet been successfully rebuilt.

He immediately ran to the Peddler's cloud, stood downstairs, and shouted: "Sister-in-law, I won't burn your house down, just find a way to call my brother back."

The woman pushed open the window, looked at Li Li Banfeng, and said: "I am not your sister-in-law. Your brother can't come back for the time being; he went to the Bai Sun Alliance to repay a debt!"

Sure enough, the Bai Sun Alliance helping to attack the Great Altar also came with a price.

Li Li Banfeng left a message for the Thief Cultivation Grandmaster, then immediately ran to the Soda Kiln, preparing to go to the Inner Continent to drag Cui Cui Tike back.

Back at Sea-Eating Ridge, Cui Cui Tike had wiped out the Desolate Mosquitoes. With his abilities, killing all the Void Origin Silkworms would be a piece of cake.

But the key question was whether he was willing to help.

To use a pathogen with high lethality and fast transmission speed, Cui Cui Tike had to be present in person, but Cui Cui Tike was currently unwilling to return to Puluo Continent.

If he wouldn't return, then he would have to be dragged back.

That was the thought, but whether it could be executed required careful deliberation.

Once Cui Cui Tike was pushed into a corner, it was hard to say what he might do. To persuade him, one had to grasp the measure of things perfectly.

Li Li Banfeng was still pondering the measure when Qin Qin Tianjiu called: "Seventh Brother, you'd better return to Ink Fragrance Shop. A big shot has arrived here."

Li Li Banfeng couldn't care about Ink Fragrance Shop right now: "How big of a shot? If you can't hold them off, go find Shopkeeper Lu."

"Seventh Brother, Shopkeeper Lu and I have a history. Although we've cleared the air, I still can't trust him. Besides, the person who arrived this time—Shopkeeper Lu might not be able to hold them off either."

"Who exactly is it?"

"Poison Cultivation Grandmaster Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun. This person is extremely famous. I heard from Old Pan that just over ten years ago, this person appeared at Trouser-Belt Ridge. At that time, he poisoned quite a few people, and Feng Daiku couldn't do anything about him. Seventh Brother, if this person poisons Ink Fragrance Shop, Shopkeeper Lu really won't be able to hold them off. Even if Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun can't poison Shopkeeper Lu to death, the territory of Ink Fragrance Shop will suffer."

Little Fatty had become sensible; he didn't charge in blindly, knowing the seriousness of the matter.

Poison Cultivation Grandmaster!

Had this person defected to the Inner Continent, or did he come for some other reason?

Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun was a man, looking to be in his early thirties. He wore his hair in a three-seven part, slicked with shiny hair wax. His eyebrows were trimmed thin and long, and he had a pair of peach-blossom eyes with purple-red eyeshadow.

His nose bridge was high, his mouth slightly large, but he had put effort into applying lipstick, so from a distance, he seemed to have a cherry-red mouth.

He wore a white fox-fur coat on the outside and a black leather jacket on the inside. The waist of the leather jacket was cinched very tight, and the rise and fall of his figure made his frame look even more exquisite.

Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun held a tea tray in his left hand, pinched the cup lid with his thumb and middle finger, scraped the tea leaves in the cup, and blew on the tea: "Is everything prepared?"

Shao Shao Yingzhen hurriedly stood up, hunched over, and stepped forward: "Old Grandmaster, according to your instructions, the mechanisms, traps, and various medicinal herbs have all been prepared."

Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun looked at Shao Shao Yingzhen, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly: "Don't call me Grandmaster. You are not a person of my Daoist sect; just call me by my name."

Shao Shao Yingzhen waved his hand: "How could that be? At the very least, I must call you Senior."

Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun laughed: "The way you say that, it's as if calling me Senior would let you take advantage of me. Is the money prepared?"

Shao Shao Yingzhen nodded repeatedly: "It's all prepared. The real gold and silver are packed in boxes. You can inspect them at any time. Besides, I have a letter here, written personally by Grand Secretary Lan Qiao. After this matter is accomplished, the Imperial Court is willing to grant you a title."

He was just about to present the letter when he saw Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun shake his head: "I won't read the letter; you keep it yourself. What use is a title granted by Lan Qiao Yi to me? Even if he granted me the title of Prince, what of it?"

"Even if he granted me the title of his own ancestor tomorrow, I don't share his bloodline. When it comes time to sell me out, he won't even blink."

Shao Shao Yingzhen gave a dry laugh: "Senior, how am I supposed to respond to that..."

"Let's talk about something serious!" Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun set down his teacup. "Where do you intend to make your move?"

Shao Shao Yingzhen brought over a theater ticket: "At the Xinguang Grand Theater. Chen Chen Suliang is performing a big play tomorrow night. Zhou Zhou Wencheng has already bought a ticket. You can make your move there."

Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun looked at the time on the ticket: "Let's get things straight first. As long as I lure Zhou Zhou Wencheng out and make him attack me, the job is done, right?"

Shao Shao Yingzhen thought for a moment: "According to Grand Secretary Lan Qiao's instructions, it would be best if you took a few more lives; otherwise, I'm worried Zhou Zhou Wencheng might not take the bait."

Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun's face darkened: "Don't talk nonsense with me! Whether Zhou Zhou Wencheng takes the bait or not is not something you need to worry about. Let's just talk about the price now."

"If it's just luring Zhou Zhou Wencheng out, this price is enough. If you want me to take some lives, you'll have to pay extra. Calculate it clearly by the head!"

Shao Shao Yingzhen really couldn't understand it. A dignified sect grandmaster, opening his mouth only to talk about money—this was seriously inconsistent with his status and position. "Old Senior, we will listen to you entirely. We will set up the theater in advance; everything will depend on your methods. As long as Zhou Zhou Wencheng makes a move and fights you, regardless of victory or defeat, we will pay the full reward. If you can lure Li Qi out as well, we will double the pay."

"Go." Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun waved his hand, and Shao Shao Yingzhen hurriedly left.

Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun was the only one left in the mansion.

This was Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun's rule: if you invite him to do something, you must provide a place to stay, but you don't need to provide servants.

He paced back and forth in front of the hall door, calculating how to make his move at the Xinguang Grand Theater.

He was very familiar with this theater. Chen Chen Suliang was a popular male lead in Puluo Continent. Tomorrow night, the grand theater would definitely be packed.

If Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun used a potent poison and poisoned everyone in the theater, and the matter blew up, Zhou Zhou Wencheng would definitely show himself.

It was just that the cost of doing so was truly too high.

For so many years, Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun had not disappeared from Puluo Continent precisely because he had never seriously violated the Peddler's rules. In any territory where he did business, Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun tried his best not to kill.

Back at Trouser-Belt Ridge, he had killed a bit too many, but Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun had been able to explain it clearly—who was killed, and why. Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun kept a ledger, and he had solid evidence for everything, so in the end, the Peddler couldn't find fault with him.

This time, Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun didn't want to break the rules either. He prepared to use a bit of poison first to make the theatergoers suffer a little. As long as there was a scare, he reckoned Zhou Zhou Wencheng would already have appeared.

If Zhou Zhou Wencheng could keep his cool and not appear, Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun would take a few lives in the theater—there were always some people in such a large theater who deserved to die—and then see what Zhou Zhou Wencheng's reaction was.

If Zhou Zhou Wencheng still didn't appear, Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun would immediately stop. He wouldn't do this business anymore; he couldn't ruin his own path in Puluo Continent for this bit of money.

As night deepened, Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun tidied up his makeup, wrapped a scarf around his neck, and prepared to scout the location.

He had been to Ink Fragrance Shop more than once and to the grand theater many times, but to earn this money, one had to put in the effort. Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun never did things half-heartedly.

The snow was heavy on the road. Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun held a paper fan and arrived at the Xinguang Grand Theater.

There were quite a few people today. Tonight was the big play by the famous female lead Luo Luo Xiaolou. Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun bought a ticket for the back row. After watching for ten minutes, he had already calculated clearly how to enter and exit this venue tomorrow.

Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun left the theater, walked two streets over, and arrived at an empty alley. He couldn't help but imitate Luo Luo Xiaolou's posture.

With a flick of his orchid fingers, a dip of his waist, and a gentle glance, Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun sang in a long, drawn-out tone: "Oh~ Zhou Zhou Badou, look at this heat and scale, not bad, right?"

Shopkeeper Lu slowly appeared in the dark night: "Brother Yang, it's been so many years, and you are still as cautious as ever. Little Brother only followed you for a few steps before being discovered."

Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun shook his head and sighed: "In the end, it was still my carelessness. In the past, no matter where I went, I certainly wouldn't let the master of the territory know. But now, I just arrived at Ink Fragrance Shop and was already tracked by you. If this gets out, I'd feel a chill."

"Brother Yang, you can't blame yourself for this. It's all Shao Shao Yingzhen's fault for writing nonsense in the newspaper and leaking your whereabouts."

Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun sighed: "That's true. I also can't figure out what he's thinking, but since he's the proprietor, we have to do the work once we've taken the money."

"How about this? Let's pretend we never met today. Tomorrow, when we get to the grand theater, I'll make a scene, you show yourself, we trade a couple of blows, and then we each go our separate ways. You avoid a danger, I complete a business deal. We fulfill each other's needs. Let's do it this way. What do you think?"

Shopkeeper Lu pinched his pipe and struck a match: "I don't think that will work. If I show up at the theater tomorrow, I'm ninety-nine percent sure I'll fall into an ambush. If I want to escape then, I'm afraid it won't be as easy as Brother Yang says."

Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun thought: "What you say makes sense. Since you know there's an ambush, don't go to the Xinguang Theater tomorrow. Let them come up empty-handed."

Shopkeeper Lu looked at Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun with a look of shame: "It doesn't matter if they come up empty-handed, but if Brother Yang also comes up empty-handed, wouldn't this business deal be for nothing?"

Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun took a round incense fan from his sleeve, fanned it twice, and smiled: "What's that bit of business worth? How can it compare to the bond between us?"

Shopkeeper Lu exhaled a puff of smoke, the smell of which dispersed the fragrance of the fan.

There was poison in this fragrance.

Shopkeeper Lu said: "Brother Yang, your strike was traceless. You truly didn't leave Little Brother a way to live."

Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun covered his mouth with the round fan and smiled: "Little Brother Zhou, you followed me the whole way just now. If I didn't make things clear, I'm afraid you wouldn't have held back when you made your move."

Shopkeeper Lu said: "Shouldn't there be a conclusion to our business today?"

"Pfft!" Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun smacked his lips. "You are truly stubborn. Let's just pretend we never met tonight. I'll leave after watching the play tomorrow. Doesn't that count as a conclusion?"

"Ink Fragrance Shop is only this big, and I, Zhou, only have this one life. If everyone acted like Brother Yang—wanting to take my life if they feel like it, and wanting to leave if they can't—how am I supposed to live?"

"How about this: we trade three blows. After three blows, if you are safe and sound, you may leave."

"Reunion after a long separation is a good thing, yet you insist on ruining the harmony!" Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun twirled the handle of the fan in his hand. "Fine, Little Brother Zhou, I'll listen to you. Three blows it is."

"You are a gentleman, so I'm not afraid of you reneging on the debt. But we must make things clear: you are not the Local Deity of Ink Fragrance Shop. If anything goes wrong within these three blows, I won't be considered to have violated the Peddler's rules!"

This was clear—don't think Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun only had the capacity to take a beating. Within three blows, who would win and who would lose was still hard to say.

Shopkeeper Lu put away his pipe, flicked his lapels, and shouted: "First blow, Bright and Upright!"

As the words fell, the four characters "Bright and Upright" floated in mid-air, erupting with dazzling golden light, illuminating the deep alley as bright as day.

Wherever the golden light passed, red, yellow, blue, and green gases swirled around Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun.

These gases were all poisonous. Ordinary people couldn't see them, but under Shopkeeper Lu's "Bright and Upright," the type, concentration, and direction of the poison gas were all within Shopkeeper Lu's field of vision.

The poison cultivator had lost his chance for a sneak attack, and his combat power naturally plummeted. Shopkeeper Lu bypassed the poison gas to take Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun's life.

Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun suddenly sucked all the poison gas around his body into himself and spat it out toward the four characters.

The thick poison gas covered the light of the four characters. Shopkeeper Lu wasn't sure if there were other poisons around Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun, so he didn't dare to strike rashly.

Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun smiled: "That's one blow!"

Zhou Zhou Wencheng nodded: "Second blow, Hold Sincerity and Keep Truth!"

He took a book from his bosom, and two Confucian scholars jumped out, one on the left and one on the right, rushing toward Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun.

These two scholars were typically made of ink. According to the correct response strategy, Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun shouldn't have engaged, but instead circled in place, waiting for the technique to dissipate.

But after circling for a moment, Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun discovered that these two scholars wouldn't disappear in the short term, and their movements were exceptionally sharp.

Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun quietly threw the round fan in his hand. The fan passed through the two scholars and flew toward Shopkeeper Lu. He was a veteran of the battlefield and knew when to counterattack.

This round fan was a top-tier weapon. If it hit, Shopkeeper Lu would not only be injured but also poisoned. Therefore, as long as the strike landed, the battle situation would immediately reverse.

But he hadn't expected that although Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun's strike was sudden, the range of motion was too large, and Shopkeeper Lu easily dodged it.

Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun retrieved the round fan and attempted another sneak attack. This time, the movement was even larger than the last. Shopkeeper Lu not only wasn't injured, but he also caught the round fan in his hand.

Sneak attacks were the combat method the poison cultivator relied on most. Now that two sneak attacks had failed, and the problem lay with himself, Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun realized something was wrong.

The problem wasn't with himself; it was with these two scholars.

This move was called "Hold Sincerity and Keep Truth," and the name seemed to have some connection to the move itself.

In the process of fighting these two scholars, Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun found that his own strikes were becoming sincere and upright; all those illusory and deceptive methods from the past couldn't be executed at all.

If he continued to fight, once Zhou Zhou Wencheng himself killed his way over, Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun would inevitably suffer.

He released some poison mist toward one of the scholars. The mist was originally colorless and odorless, but under the illumination of the four characters "Bright and Upright," it flashed with dazzling red light.

The scholars were ink-men made by Shopkeeper Lu, so naturally, they had no concept of dodging poison mist. One scholar rushed directly into the poison mist; from his head to his limbs, his body dissolved rapidly, turning into a puddle of ink on the ground in the blink of an eye.

Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun's poison mist was effective against ink-men!

What kind of poison was this?

Shopkeeper Lu was startled and hurriedly had the remaining scholar retreat to a distance: "Truly worthy of being a sect grandmaster, Brother Yang. Your poison can actually be used on pen and ink?"

"Little Brother, you flatter me. There are thousands of poisons in this world—some used on skin and flesh, some on bones, some that enter the heart, some that go to the brain, and some that run all over the internal organs. Horizontal and vertical strokes are the skeleton, iron-drawn silver hooks are the flesh and blood, and flying dragons and dancing phoenixes are the spirit. Everything is in the words in books. Why can't they be poisoned? If I hadn't learned some skills in dancing with pen and ink, how would I dare to come to Ink Fragrance Shop to do business?"

Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun wiped his sweat. He hadn't wanted to use this poison mist easily, but the situation had been critical just now, so he had used it anyway.

Shopkeeper Lu waved his hand and revealed the third blow: "A Gentleman's Friendship!"

Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun smiled: "Little Brother Zhou, aren't you overestimating me? How can I be considered a gentleman?"

While joking, Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun prepared for a life-and-death struggle.

Don't look at how he had successfully neutralized the first two blows; Shopkeeper Lu had been holding back the whole time.

After the first blow, the four characters "Bright and Upright" remained in mid-air, which was equivalent to giving Shopkeeper Lu an extra pair of eyes.

After the second blow, one of the two scholars remained, which was equivalent to leaving Shopkeeper Lu an extra arm.

For the third blow, Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun had to defend against the new move while also guarding against the methods already used. If he truly couldn't block it, he would have no choice but to fight back with his life.

Shopkeeper Lu stepped forward. Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun concentrated his spirit.

The ink scholar was shuttling by the wall, seemingly about to launch a sneak attack. Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun had already prepared poison mist by the wall, not afraid of the scholar seeing it, only wondering if he dared to come.

Shopkeeper Lu pulled a book from his bosom. Judging by the name of the move, "A Gentleman's Friendship" should refer to using pen and ink to depict a gentleman. Shopkeeper Lu would cooperate with this gentleman to fight, taking advantage of the two-on-one situation to win quickly.

Now, Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun didn't know what combat power or methods this gentleman had. He made the most secure response: he prepared poison mist in his left sleeve to deal with the gentleman in the book, and prepared two poisonous snakes in his right sleeve to fight Zhou Zhou Wencheng directly. With both offense and defense prepared, he would block this move and make Zhou Zhou Wencheng lose with conviction!

Just as the two sides engaged, Li Li Banfeng appeared behind Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun, took a sack, and covered him with it.

The gentleman had arrived!

This sack was Shopkeeper Lu's treasure of the shop. Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun struggled violently inside the sack, unable to escape.

Shopkeeper Lu pulled a book from his bosom. Judging by the name of the technique, "Friendship of Gentlemen" should refer to using brush and ink to depict a gentleman. Shopkeeper Lu would cooperate with this gentleman in battle, using the advantage of two against one to win quickly.

Now, Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun did not know what combat power or methods this gentleman possessed, so he made the most prudent response: he prepared poison mist in his left sleeve to deal with the gentleman from the book, and prepared two venomous snakes in his right sleeve to fight Zhou Zhou Wencheng directly. With both offense and defense prepared, he could block this move and make Zhou Zhou Wencheng lose with complete conviction!

As soon as the two sides engaged in battle, Li Li Banfeng appeared behind Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun, took a sack, and covered him with it.

The gentleman is here!

This sack was Shopkeeper Lu's treasure of the shop. Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun struggled fiercely inside the sack, unable to break free.

Li Li Banfeng tightened the mouth of the sack, stepped forward, and unleashed a flurry of punches and kicks, beating Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun violently.

Shopkeeper Lu frowned and said, "Brother Brother Qiye, you must not do this; it is an insult to refinement."

Li Li Banfeng stopped his hands. Shopkeeper Lu took two iron rods out of the book and handed one to Li Li Banfeng: "He has poison on his body, which is hard to handle if it gets on your hands. Use this to hit him!"

Li Li Banfeng looked at the iron rod and said, "Is this considered refined?"

Bang!

Shopkeeper Lu struck down with a rod: "This has the scent of ink on it!"

The two of them grabbed the iron rods and fought for a long time in the deep alley.

Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun's voice came from inside the sack: "You two, stop fighting. We can discuss things!"

Li Li Banfeng lowered his voice and asked, "There is a type of poison called 'Ashes of Delusion'; do you recognize it?"

Yang Xiao Qian Xiangjun replied, "That poison has been lost to history!"

Li Li Banfeng nodded: "Others have also said that this poison has been lost."

Shopkeeper Lu asked Li Li Banfeng, "In that case, shouldn't we stop making things difficult for Brother Yang?"

Li Li Banfeng looked at the sack: "We are all refined people. Since Brother Yang has suffered, let's continue the beating!"

Shopkeeper Lu grabbed the iron rod again. After a long while, a voice came from the sack again: "You two, wait a moment. I think I've remembered the prescription."

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