Chapter 659: The History of the Old Poisonous Man (4)
Outside the temple, the sunset has already set, leaving only a quiet sunset glow in the sky.
The light gradually dimmed.
Du Buqin threw away the pig bones in his hand, wiped his hands on his body casually, and walked out swaggeringly.
Ever since he took over the dilapidated temple, many people have come to cause trouble over the past year, especially those from the three major forces. They show up every now and then to cause trouble, which is very annoying.
"Which gang are you from this time? Grandpa is in a good mood today, so I'll let you choose how you want to die. Do you want to die standing or lying down?" After leaving the door, Du Buqin stopped on the stone steps covered with withered weeds, with his chin raised to the sky, not looking at people straight in the eye, with a look of contempt and arrogance.
When it comes to fighting alone, grandpa has never been afraid of anyone.
Even if it was Bai Xiaofeng, he was able to suffer losses a few times because he had the advantage of weapons.
Those he couldn't beat couldn't be run away from, and those he could beat would be poisoned to death. When grandpa was in a good mood, he didn't even bother to take those guys' lives.
Jie!
A person walked out from behind the half-collapsed wall outside the dilapidated temple. She was a young woman dressed in gray clothes and long pants, with her sleeves tied around her wrists and a soft whip on her waist.
Seeing him, she immediately smiled and asked, "But the poison cannot harm the old senior?"
"Yes, senior, you are not old. What's wrong? Do you want to die with a smile?" Seeing that it was a woman, Du Buqin frowned.
"Senior, senior, I'm not here to fight!" Ah Xian had specifically inquired about the Poison King's personality before coming. Since she had something to ask for help, she kept a low profile, completely lacking the aggression of a female bandit. "My name is Ah Xian, and I live at the foot of Tubei Mountain. I heard that the Poison King is a master of both medicine and poison, so I came to ask for your help. I beg you to treat my husband! I've brought some silver!"
Ah Xian took off the purse from her waist and waved it, "Senior, my husband——"
"Your husband, your husband, what does your husband have to do with me? Didn't you ask before you came to see grandpa? I am immune to poison and I only play with poison and never save people in my life! Get out!" The person on the steps didn't wait for Ah Xian to get close, and got out of the way as soon as he said it.
Boring.
That bastard Duan Dao acts with principles. He doesn't bully the elderly, the weak, or women and children.
The person who came was a woman, and as long as the other party had no intention of opposing him, Duan Dao would not let him tease her.
Humph, grandpa is going to play by himself and will come back when this dilapidated temple is quiet!
I heard that Bai Kui went on a long trip, and there are a lot of good things in the Bai Mansion's warehouse...
Ah Xian was only one step away from reaching the stairs, but she could only watch the wisp of gray smoke disappear before her eyes.
Damn, she didn't even have the chance to curry favor with anyone and act like a spoiled brat!
Ah Xian couldn't catch up with the person who ran away, so she looked towards the ruined temple.
It was night outside and the light in the temple was even dimmer. It was impossible to see anything clearly. I could only vaguely see a shadow leaning against the wall to the right of the Half-Faced Bodhisattva.
The man was very quiet and silent, but he gave people a strong sense of oppression.
Ah Xian pursed her lips, thinking of the pale-faced man at home, and finally mustered up the courage to call out inside, "Hey? Brother?"
The person who often appears with Du Buni is a young man, who should be of the same generation as her in terms of seniority.
"Brother, my husband is not well, and I really need the help of the Poison Master. I heard that you and the Poison Master are in cahoots. Could you please give me some advice on how to ask the Poison Master to treat me?" Ah Xian threw the purse in her hand at the black shadow's feet. "I won't ask for your help for nothing. This is the little money I saved. I'll buy you some wine."
The purse was thrown in and almost immediately fell back at her feet.
The man's voice was cold and indifferent. "The poison cannot infect the patient. Everyone has their own principles. Don't force others. Please go back."
"It doesn't matter if you don't like these silver coins, I will come again next time!" After a moment of silence, Ah Xian picked up the purse and turned to leave without further entanglement.
After being in the underworld for a long time, you can easily judge the other person's temperament by listening to their tone and words.
Du Buzhen ran away, and it was no use for her to try to persuade the people in the temple.
But there's no way you can make her give up like this.
From now on, she will chase Du Buqin wherever he appears. If soft tactics don't work, she will use hard tactics!
She didn't believe that she would never be able to catch Du Buqin to cure her man's illness in this lifetime!
The young woman's footsteps faded away, and Duan Dao slowly opened his eyes, staring at the void in front of him without focus.
He and Du Bujin have known each other for more than five years, and they have been entangled with each other for some unknown reason. Ever since he helped Du Bujin once, that guy has been following him like a sticky candy, and he can't get rid of him no matter what.
Today the woman came to seek medical treatment, and he discovered that he actually didn't understand the concept of being immune to poison.
Just as the other party didn't understand why he was wandering around in hiding, he also didn't understand why Du Bui was playing around in the world in this way.
Nicknamed the Poison King, he is an expert in both medicine and poisons, and his martial arts skills are also unparalleled.
A person who has both poison and medical skills should have many supporters around him. If he is willing to use his medical skills in the right way, he will be welcomed wherever he goes.
But he is like an abandoned child with nowhere to go, homeless and sleeping wherever he goes.
Only playing with poison, not healing people.
Whether it is him or Du Buwei, they seem to have stories that they don't want others to know.
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It was already dark when Ah Xian returned to Tubei Mountain.
When he entered the room, he looked dejected and his steps were heavy, as if he was still angry.
A lamp was lit in the main room, and Huo Ziheng sat under the lamp, holding a broken palm-leaf fan and a half-read book.
Seeing his wife come back, he closed the book and put it aside, a gentle smile on his lips, "You look like this, have you been bullied outside? Tell me, your husband will help you vent your anger."
Ah Xian rolled her eyes at him and said, "Don't, the autumn wind is blowing outside. I'm afraid you'll be blown down by the wind before I can vent my anger. Look at how weak you look."
Speak with thorns.
There is no doubt that he was bullied.
Huo Ziheng wisely took out some melon seeds from the drawer under the desk and handed them over. "Who made you angry? I'll eat some and then help you vent your anger."
"..." Ah Xian couldn't hold back her expression and burst out laughing, "Come on, don't you see who I am? How can you be so easily bullied? I went to find Du Buqin, hoping he could come and see you! But he had such a weird temper! He ran away before I could finish my words! I couldn't catch up! I'm so pissed off!"
Huo Ziheng couldn't help laughing.
The previous sentence just said that he didn't feel bullied.
The next sentence made me so angry.
"Every talented person has his or her own temper. There's no need to get angry," he said. "You don't have to worry about my illness. I told you long ago that it's just an old ailment. It won't kill me. I'm just a little weaker than an ordinary person—"
"Some? Just 'some'. You and I have been married for over four years and you still haven't had the energy to consummate the marriage? How dare you say that!"
“…”
"Stop! Don't run! I haven't finished talking yet!"
"No, I'm going to give you a hot bath."
"Let's go together! You have so little strength that you can't lift the bucket. Let me do it!"
“…”
Huo Ziheng suffered more and more blows from his physical weakness day by day.
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