Flower Stealing Master

Chapter 339: Sinister poison

"Master Murong, this Song was very sorry for being rude just now." After unsealing Murong Fu's acupoints, Song Qingshu apologized with a wry smile.

Seeing Song Qingshu's appearance clearly, Murong Fu's eyes flashed with astonishment. After all, when Song Qingshu arrived at Gusu, he looked half dead. He didn't expect that after only a short few years, Song Qingshu’s martial arts had already reached such a level.

Thinking of how easily he lost to Song Qingshu despite his glorious reputation in the martial arts world, Murong Fu's face still stayed ashen even though he received a sincere apology from the other party.

Rationality told him that he should just laugh it off, so as not to offend a powerful martial artist, but unfortunately Murong Fu still couldn't squeeze out the warm smile he wanted and his cheeks twitched.

Song Qingshu didn't continue to explain himself, but took out a booklet from his sleeves and handed it to Murong Fu, "Master Murong, it’s due to your help that I could restore my meridians. This Song has always remembered that kindness in my heart. I know that the you and Xiao Feng have always been at odds, therefore this Song would like to give you this booklet of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms that I had found by chance to repay your past kindness."

Song Qingshu only put it mildly, but the relationship between Murong Fu and Xiao Feng was far from being just at odds. The poor guy was defeated in his rivals hands several times, which had almost formed a psychological shadow.

As for the secret book of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, although it was precious, it was still worth it to give it away to solve Song Qingshu's heart knot. You must know that at Song Qingshu's current state, training the mind was far more important than practicing martial arts. If he kept thinking about the old kindness in his heart and didn’t resolve it, that might make it difficult for him to advance his realm.

As for Murong Fu getting the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, it actually didn't matter much.

Song Qingshu himself had practiced the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and understood that this set of palms techniques was most suitable for Qiao Feng (Xiao Feng), who is straight forward and naturally heroic. Murong Fu’s power would still be far inferior to the likes of Qiao Feng, Guo Jing and others even if he practiced it.

The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms might seem like an excellent martial art, but it would have a limited effect in improving Murong Fu's strength. Of course, with Murong Fu's current realm, he was naturally unaware of all that.

Looking at the booklet in front of him, Murong Fu's heart jumped wildly. He really wanted to say something like "I didn’t do it for the rewards", but he didn't say it in the end, fearing that Song Qingshu might really take back the secret booklet.

"This… Master Song, you are being polite." Taking the booklet with trembling hands, Murong Fu's heart became turbulent, ‘With the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and my family's unique skills, I, Murong Fu, wouldn’t have to be afraid of a mere Qiao Feng. The revival and restoration of the Great Yan is just around the corner!’

Thinking of that, Murong Fu looked at Song Qingshu with eyes full of gratitude and excitement. He didn't care about his previous rudeness anymore, as he clasped his fists and said, "Master Song will be the most honorable friend of my Murong family from now on."

Song Qingshu smiled lightly, but didn't take it too seriously. He was pretty sure that even though Murong Fu was being sincere at the moment, but with his character, if they encountered any conflict of interest in the future, this promise would have little to no effect at all.

Originally, Song Qingshu planned to use the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to exchange something interesting from Murong Fu. The Great Cosmic Transformation was the treasured secret of the Murong's family, so he would definitely not be able to get it. But if he targeted Wang Yuyan, that might not be impossible. After all, Murong Fu had used Wang Yuyan in the past to convince Duan Yu to let him borrow troops to restore the Yan Dynasty.

Of course, now that Song Qingshu's state of mind had sublimated, he naturally disdained to do such tricky things, and it didn’t bother him much to casually give him the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

Murong Fu's face suddenly changed, and he awkwardly said, "Master Song, I may have offended you in Yangzhou City that day…"

Song Qingshu raised his hand to stop him from continuing, and said with a smile, "Master Murong, don't take it to heart, you were just trying to save Miss Wang that day, and there was a lot of misunderstanding between us. This Song just happened to be on the same side with Jiumozhi. "

The two looked at each other and laughed, and quickly mended their the past grievances.

"By the way, did Master Murong ever offend Kaifeng’s Ping Yizhi?" Song Qingshu asked hastily, finally thinking of the important business.

"Ping Yizhi?" Murong Fu was taken aback for a moment, then he quickly realized, "That famous physician who follows the way of ‘one life for another'?"

"That is him." Song Qingshu stared at him, trying to see something unusual on his face.

But Murong Fu showed a puzzled look on his face, "No, we have never met, how could we offend him?"

"That's strange." Bing Xue'er exclaimed softly, and Song Qingshu also looked solemn.

Murong Fu was confused, looked at the two people before him, "What happened?"

Song Qingshu smiled wryly, and briefly explained Ping Yizhi's conditions to him. Seeing Murong Fu's expression change drastically, he quickly explained, "Master Murong, I mean no harm."

"Master Song doesn’t have to be concerned, I naturally trust you." Murong Fu thought about it for a while, and knew that Song Qingshu was probably telling the truth. After all, Song Qingshu didn't show any killing intent just now, but he still felt uncomfortable realizing that his life and death were in the hands of others.

Bing Xue'er glanced at him worriedly, and softly spoke up, "Master Murong, think again and try to remember if there is anything missing, otherwise why would Ping Yizhi want to kill you?"

"Forgive me for being ignorant, but I really don't remember when I offended this genius physician." Murong Fu smiled wryly.

"What did Brother-in-law plan in the first place?" Bing Xue’er looked at Song Qingshu and asked.

She naturally didn’t believe that Song Qingshu would use the head of his former benefactor to save others, so she wasn’t afraid that the other party wouldn’t be able to explain if she asked, and she also wanted to take this opportunity to resolve the knot in Murong Fu's heart.

Song Qingshu said in a deep voice, "I plan to make Master Murong act the part of a hostage, then we will naturally know what the hell is going on with that Ping Yizhi."

Then he explained the whole plan step by step.

"This plan is very clever. I am also very curious about the grudge between that murderous famous doctor and my Murong family." Murong Fu nodded while listening, and the three of them discussed further to perfect the details of the whole plan.

When the three of them left the ruined temple and saw Ren Yingying whose acupuncture points had been sealed, Bing Xue'er and Murong Fu were astonished.

"Brother-in-law, who is this girl?" Bing Xue'er saw Ren Yingying's beautiful appearance, and noticed that the woman had her acupuncture points sealed. So her eyes flashed with trace of tenderness and pity, and felt a complicated feeling in her heart for a moment.

When Murong Fu saw Ren Yingying, he was also surprised at the fact that this beauty wasn’t inferior to his cousin at all, but he was devoted to restoring the Yan Dynasty, so he didn't care much about the female s*ex. He even never touched a woman like Wang Yuyan, who was as beautiful as a goddess and had been in love with him for many years.

Ren Yingying was also shocked by Bing Xue'ers’ pure and flawless temperament. And she was puzzled when she heard the woman call Song Qingshu her "Brother-in-law". According to the information she had on Song Qingshu, he was the only son of Song Yuanqiao from the Wudang Sect. She had never heard of him having any elder brother.

"She…" Song Qingshu smiled, "She is my hostage."

Ren Yingying's eyes widened and she glared at him.

*****

Inside Ping Yizhi’s hut

"Little girl, you'd better pray that your lover succeeds in killing Murong Fu, otherwise if this old man can save your life, and of course I can also kill you." Putting the silver needles back into the toolbox one by one, Ping Yizhi looked at Zhao Min and sneered.

Zhao Min's pretty face was covered with a thin layer of frost, and she coldly said, "The humiliation of today, I will remember it in my heart, and I will pay it back ten times in the future."

"Heh, the little girl has a pretty big temper…" Ping Yizhi said with a nasty smile, "Do you want to frighten this old man? Why don’t you tell me who you are?"

Zhao Min snorted coldly, she wasn’t so stupid to reveal her identity in the rush of a moment, and take unknown risks.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Ping Yizhi said, "That boy Song Qingshu, every time I see him, there are different women by his side, and each one is beautiful enough to topple a country. He is very lucky."

"Have you met him before?" Zhao Min keenly got a piece of information from his words and asked with doubt.

Ping Yizhi knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, and quickly turned serious, "Instead of caring about this, you should care about the poison in your body."

"You poisoned me?" Zhao Min's voice trembled.

"Otherwise, how can I rest assured that Song Qingshu won’t betray me later?" Ping Yizhi smiled, and stroked his goatee. “He has high martial arts skills, and it would be easy for him to break his words, so I have to be on guard."

"What poison did you use on me?" Zhao Min was shocked and angry.

"Three Corpse Worm Brain Pill, Miss, have you ever heard of it?" Ping Yizhi pointed at Zhao Min and smiled.

Zhao Min was startled. She was in charge of the information about wulin in the Ruyang Palace. Naturally, she knew that the Sun Moon Holy Cult's famous Three Corpse Worm Brain Pill was specially used by the Cult Master to control the middle and high-level members of the cult. Only by consuming the antidote can the toxicity of the Three Corpse Worm Brain Pill be temporarily suppressed, otherwise the corpse worms in the brain would become active, and the victim would become deranged, and would try to bite and eat even their parents and wives!

Thinking of the disgusting insects lurking in her body, Zhao Min trembled with anger, "How dare you do such vicious things to me!"

"It seems that you have heard of it," Ping Yizhi said with a chuckle, "This Three Corpse Worm Brain Pill is my masterpiece. Whether it was Dongfang Bubai in the past, or Ren Wuxing in the present, they have treated it like a treasure. And I must remind you, the antidote varies with the formula of the poison. Dongfang Bubai's antidote can't cure Ren Woxing's Three Corpse Worm Brain Pill, and Ren Woxing's antidote can't cure Dongfang Bubai’s Three Corpse Worm Brain Pill either."

"Of course, their antidote can't cure my Three Corpse Worm Brain Pill." Ping Yizhi felt proud of his work, "In today's world, I am the only one who can cure your poison, so you should pray that Song Qingshu will not play any tricks later."

Although Zhao Min was unparalleled in terms of intelligence, thinking of the poison in her body, her mind went blank, and she was very annoyed, ‘Instead of this disgusting way of death, it would’ve been better to choose Song Qingshu method in the first place.’

Suddenly there was a burst of noise outside the door, which seemed to be mixed with the greetings of "Saintess! Saintess!" from the members of the Sun Moon Holy Cult.

Ping Yizhi smiled, "It seems that Song Qingshu is back, let's go and see if he has brought back Murong Fu's head." As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and tapped Zhao Min's shoulder.

Zhao Min felt numb all over her body, and was immediately restrained. As she walked out, she felt horrified in her heart, ‘What kind of acupoint seal is this?’

Goblin: I feel like my brain is melting and flowing down my nose…

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