Chapter 391 What a coincidence, you are also tied up?
As soon as Sang Zhixia finished speaking, the person on the other side was instantly scared like a quail, and his eyes couldn't even move.
Sang Zhixia broke free from the chains and waited patiently until she finally heard the disheveled woman tremblingly say, "You...you're not bewitched, are you?"
"Are you pretending?!"
"It's not all fake."
Sang Zhixia smiled helplessly: "Your Huweishan sleeping pills are quite effective. I did sleep for a while."
However, the medicine she took in the middle went into Xu Yu's sleeves, and none of it touched her mouth, so she was naturally not dizzy now.
After making sure the two wouldn't let out an inappropriate scream, Sang Zhixia stood up and moved his wrist: "Your Big Brother Meng is with me. I won't harm him."
"And with all due respect, it's impossible for the two of you to escape safely with Meng Pei. You probably won't even be able to leave the village at the foot of the mountain."
If you want to go down the mountain, you have to rush out through the winding secret passage, and you may be caught up at any time.
"So if you really want to save him, listen to me, okay?"
There was a harmless gentleness in Sang Zhixia's eyes, and what he said seemed very convincing at first glance.
After all, Meng Pei was indeed captured together with her, and it was said that Meng Pei personally led the way, which made it very likely that he had walked into a trap.
The woman took a deep breath and reached out her hand tremblingly, trying to hand over the antidote: "You..."
"Would you like to try?"
Sang Zhixia raised her eyebrows slightly, took the bottle and poured it into her palm. She looked at the pills inside and said slowly, "Just feed it in, okay?"
"Yes, the antidote is..."
Snap!
There was a sudden crisp sound, and the woman's face was filled with fear and her voice stopped abruptly.
Sang Zhixia threw the medicine quickly and stretched out her hand to pinch it. Meng Pei's mouth, which was tightly closed like a clam, suddenly opened wide. His throat rolled up and down due to the external force, and the pill in his mouth slid down into his stomach.
To prove his point, Sang Zhixia gestured to the woman to check: "Look, did you swallow it?"
With a complicated expression, the woman reached out to support Meng Pei's drooping chin and swallowed hard, "Brother Meng, will I have to be a toad with an open mouth from now on?"
"Not really."
Sang Zhixia held back her laughter and reached out her hand. With another click, Meng Pei's jaw, which had been removed, was tightly fitted back in place.
The woman fiddled with it uncertainly, and when she was sure it was pressed back, she breathed a sigh of relief.
“It’s okay, it’s okay…”
Sang Zhixia took a look at the remaining pills in her hand, tiptoed forward, and followed the same method to remove the secret guard's jaw and feed the medicine into him.
After witnessing her rough way of feeding the medicine, the man and woman who came to rescue Meng Pei fell silent.
Although Huwei Mountain is a bandit stronghold, not every bandit knows martial arts.
For example, these two in front of us don’t know how to do it at all.
Sang Zhixia's moves were fierce and powerful, and it was obvious that he was a martial artist. He could fight two of them at once and pin them to the ground and beat them.
The antidote that Meng Pei took needs time to take effect.
If a commotion breaks out, not only will they not be able to rescue Meng Pei, they will all die here.
The silence lasted only a moment before the woman made up her mind: "My name is Hui Sanniang. How do you want me to help you?"
There was a hint of unexpected amusement in Sang Zhixia's eyes.
Hui Sanniang gritted her teeth and added, "The premise for me to help you is to ensure that Brother Meng can survive. Otherwise, I will rush out and find someone to arrest you!"
"He can survive."
Sang Zhixia flicked her fingertips and said calmly, "Do as I say, and I guarantee he won't die."
The man, who was still struggling, looked around in agony, gritted his teeth and nodded: "Go ahead!"
"As long as Brother Meng can live, I'll risk it all!"
The two people facing each other both showed their determination to face death, and Sang Zhixia breathed a sigh of relief without leaving a trace.
The scalpel pressed against his fingertips slid silently into his sleeve. Sang Zhixia smiled harmlessly and asked, "Where did you get the medicine you put in the wine?"
"Are there any more? Take me to see them?"
The man who called himself Daji walked ahead, suppressing his fear, and squeezed out a voice through his teeth: "There are many guards at the medicine hall. Are you sure you can get in?"
"And Sanniang..."
"Why are you so nervous?"
Sang Zhixia had changed into a guard's uniform. Her messy hair and dusty face made her no longer conspicuous. She walked beside Daji in a swaggering manner, without showing any guilt at all.
"Sanniang, please stay in the water dungeon pretending to be me. You won't be discovered for the time being."
"Just take me to the place and I'll find a way to get in."
It is true that drugs are a low-class thing, but if used in the right place, what is the difference between the three religions and the nine classes?
Isn’t it enough if it works?
According to Daji and Hui Sanniang, all kinds of shameful drugs are common tactics used by the robbers in Huwei Mountain.
In order to ensure that there was always medicine available, a pharmacy was built and several doctors were brought in to be responsible for making various drugs.
It sounds like a lot.
Sang Zhixia secretly memorized the route Daji had taken her. As they turned into a small bamboo forest, she whispered, "How many water sources are there on the mountain? There must be no one near any of them, right?"
Daji guessed what she was going to do in a blink of an eye, and said in horror, "Are you going to poison the water?"
"Why are you saying it so horribly?"
Sang Zhixia said nonchalantly, "It just so happens to be something produced in the mountains. What's wrong with returning a favor?"
Even if the amount of something added to the water is small and the effect is limited, it is better than nothing.
Every one I can knock down counts.
Daji took an uncontrollable breath, lowered his head and muttered softly, "That's a good idea, but whether I can get into the pharmacy is still uncertain."
"After passing through this small bamboo forest, there is a medicine hall in front, and inside there is..."
“Hmm!”
Sang Zhixia suddenly covered Daji's mouth and pulled him into the bamboo bushes nearby. Soon, a drunk man came over from the opposite side, yawning and unbuckling his belt with sleepy eyes.
There was a sound of water running, and the drunk man staggered away.
Sang Zhixia supported herself with her hands and crawled forward a little. After making sure everyone was far away, she said without looking back, "Let's go."
Daji crawled after him, and just as he approached the medicine hall, Sang Zhixia made a sharp gesture backwards: "Wait here."
As soon as he finished speaking, Sangzhi's feet moved lightly like a ghost in the summer night. The wind blew through the bamboo shadows, and they landed on the eaves of the house in front as light as floating feathers.
Daji covered his mouth with his hands and watched helplessly, his teeth cutting deeply into his palms, but he didn't dare to make a sound.
When he came to his senses, Sang Zhixia was no longer there.
Sang Zhixia hooked her toes on the beam and slid down silently, puffing up her cheeks calmly and silently rejoicing.
Fortunately, Xu Yu, the master, never lets anyone off the hook.
If he hadn't been forced to focus on practicing light skills and made some progress, he might not have been able to break in.
Sang Zhixia silently repeated a few words in her heart about Xu Yu's hard work and great contributions. She held her breath and avoided the guards in the pharmacy. She gently pushed open a corner of the window and saw clearly what was inside. Her eyes lit up faintly.
Found the right one.
A gust of wind blew by, and the window seemed to be hit by the wind, making a dull sound.
The patrolman tilted his head to take a look but didn't find anything unusual, so he continued to move forward despite his sleepiness.
Inside the house, Sang Zhixia squatted under the windowsill and made eye contact with the white-haired old man sitting on the stool, and the scene suddenly became awkward.
After a moment of silence, Sang Zhixia looked at the thick iron chain on the old man's feet and spoke with a brave face: "Well...well..."
"What a coincidence..."
"You're tied up too?"
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