Chapter 55: Tiger-head shoes stepping on the infant funeral hall (Twenty-one) "Don't tell..."

"Bah!" The short, square-faced man had a ferocious look on his face, and in anger he threw the bowl to the ground, "A beast in human form! I'm so stupid, I thought Old Dog Ye really wanted to save people! If he doesn't want to spend money, he can poison people!"

Many people were lying around, curled up on the ground with their hands on their stomachs in pain. Broken bowls and spilled porridge were in a mess.

The housekeeper was holding a long spoon, at a loss. He

was fine a few days ago, why did he start to have a stomachache after eating this porridge today?

Suddenly, the person lying on the ground began to foam at the mouth and pointed at the housekeeper, "There is, there is poison, there is..." Before he finished speaking, he tilted his head and closed his eyes.

More and more people who drank the porridge sent by the Ye family began to vomit, and after a convulsion, they fainted. The spoon in his hand fell to the ground, and the housekeeper of the Ye Mansion became the target of public criticism.

"The Ye family killed people! "The short, square-faced man shouted.

Seeing such a tragic scene, the victims threw away the porridge and rice they had not yet eaten. Some impatient ones also started cursing.

"Why put poison in the rice?" "

Mr. Ye has a cruel heart!"

"If you don't want to save people, just say it directly. Why use such despicable means!"

"Mr. Ye must be holding a grudge and wants us to pay for what we said about his wife and daughter."

Some women knelt on the ground, hugged their fainted relatives and cried, "Help, help! Someone come to save my son! "

When Wen Gu came out of Sister A Yu's house, he heard the crying and shouting. He rubbed his eyebrows, walked through the crowd, and came to the side of the old lady. He silently used Yin Sha to probe the person in her arms.

When Zhang Sanrang, the housekeeper of the Ye Mansion, saw him, two lines of tears fell from his bitter face, as if he had seen the savior of the living Buddha, and explained to him what had happened.

Yin Sha went up from the meridians in the wrist, spread throughout the body, and gathered the spread of poison back to the stomach. Yin Sha stirred the stomach again and forced the poison out.

"Ugh!"

The son in the arms of the old lady suddenly straightened up, tilted his head and vomited, and the porridge he vomited was black. After vomiting, the man sat up, and his originally purple face returned to normal.

"Son!" The old lady asked anxiously, "Is your stomach okay?"

The man nodded, knelt down and kowtowed to Wen Gu, "Thank you Mr. Dongfang for saving my life. "

Wen Gu nodded at him, staring at a bloodworm crawling out of the black water, and released a ray of evil from his sleeve to wrap it. He walked over to the other people lying on the ground and forced the bloodworm out.

The people who fell to the ground due to poisoning woke up and thanked him one after another. Wen Gu said to the crowd: "This was not done by Mr. Ye. If he wanted to harm you, he would not have saved you in the first place." The people who

had scolded Mr. Ye lowered their heads silently. Wen Gu's cold eyes looked at the short man who ran out of the crowd again. A Yu on the side supported her husband and asked: "Why haven't I seen this troublemaker before?"

Her husband Xu Chang had just recovered from a serious illness, his face was pale, and he looked confused. He said: "I have never seen him either."

Butler Zhang knew many people, and he also shook his head and said: "I don't know his name. "

The figure disappeared at the corner of the street. Wen Gu withdrew his gaze and covered his heart. His heart seemed to be shattered over and over again, and he fell to his knees on the ground.

Blood flowed from the corners of his lips.

"Mr. Dongfang!" A Yu exclaimed, and the people around him hurried to support Wen Gu's shaky body.

However, no one saw that the black mist that spread around him and rolled all over the sky was like a huge net, engulfing the world. It was like thousands of chains, tightly binding the young man who knelt on the ground.

"Don't tell her."

***

Rainy night.

Chuntao walked out of Ye Yuanwai's room with a basin - Ye Yuanwai had been ill for several days, and he got better today after eating the snow pear soup made by Ye Qingzhan. Ye Qingzhan coaxed the "old child" with a happy face to sleep, and caught up with her a step slower.

The two walked side by side towards the backyard, ready to wash the clothes they had changed recently. Grandma A Tao, who acted as Chuntao's grandmother in the fantasy world, suddenly caught up with the two in a low voice. "

What's wrong, grandma? "Chun Tao asked.

These days, the Ye Mansion is short of manpower, and the "Grandma Chuntao" who was originally in the illusion has disappeared. Ye Qingzhan was afraid that Chuntao would worry, so he used the magic spell given to her by the exiled immortal to restore the lord of the illusion, "Grandma A Tao", to her original size, so that she could slowly pick up her past memories while getting along with Chuntao.

Grandma A Tao looked anxious and said, "Someone, someone, there is someone in the kitchen!"

Ye Qingzhan and Chuntao looked at each other, picked up the handy tools in the backyard, and walked lightly around to the kitchen. Sure enough, a man in black was pouring something into the rice jar.

Chuntao, who was beside him, wanted to knock him out with a hammer, but was pulled out by Ye Qingzhan. She whispered, "Be careful, there is a trap. "Chun Tao said 'Oh' and raised the hammer higher.

Suddenly, the man in black seemed to have eyes on his back and looked at the three people leaning against the window. Even though the black cloth covered the lower half of his face, it could be seen from the exposed eyes that he was smiling.

That kind of confident, creepy smile.

Not good!

When Ye Qingzhan pulled the two people beside him and wanted to run, many hidden arrows suddenly flew down from the roof. In a hurry, she knocked Chun Tao unconscious first. She could not reveal her true identity in front of Grandma Tao until her knot was resolved. Then, Ye Qingzhan set up a barrier when he was only a few inches away from the few people.

The barrier blocked the hidden weapons that came out from all directions. Ye Qingzhan handed Chun Tao to Grandma Tao and warned: "You two stay here and don't go anywhere. They can't see you or feel you. "

Grandma Tao nodded, picked up a handful of short arrows that had fallen at her feet, and held them in her trembling hands.

Ye Qingzhan opened a gap in the barrier and set up a movable invisible barrier, covering herself like a nightgown, and rushed to Mr. Ye's house with her skirt lifted.

Hurry up, you must hurry up!

Most of the servants in the Ye Mansion were outside helping the victims. At this time, apart from the three of them, only Ye Shaolin, who was sick in bed, was left in the mansion.

The randomly shot hidden weapons pierced Ye Qingzhan's protective barrier, and her body became heavier and heavier. She just moved forward. Before she and Jiang Xuejun left home, What happened to the Ye Mansion during that time? She had no way of knowing. But this time, relived in the illusory realm, she must protect it, protect everything she cherished.

Ye Qingzhan ran into Ye Shaolin's room. Seeing the couch, unharmed and peacefully asleep, she felt relieved. As she ran towards him, she cast a spell, casting a barrier that enveloped the person on the bed. After checking his breath, she breathed a sigh of relief.

The noises in the courtyard grew louder, and the person hiding on the roof seemed to jump down. Ye Qingzhan stayed by Mr. Ye's bedside, watching as a group of black-clad men rushed in.

"Where's he?"

The leader rushed over, slashing at the bed with a knife. The others searched the room thoroughly, but found no sign of Mr. Ye.

Ye Qingzhan stood by the bed, moving Mr. Ye, who was shielded like a cicada pupa, up and down as the assassins approached. Watching them fluttering around like headless chickens, he felt a wave of fear.

It turned out that during the time she and her mother were away, her father had suffered such a terrible loss. In the illusion, he had someone protecting him, but in the real past, could her father truly have escaped this assassination?

The assassin, searching for the man in vain, was about to leave when a tall man in a black cloak entered the room. His face hidden within the hood, his narrow eyes filled with disappointment. He cursed, "Waste!"

Ye Qingzhan recognized his voice: it was Jin Xiao, the wealthy Jin family member who had come to ask for her father's help a few days ago.

"We can't even find a single person!"

the assassin lowered his head, his voice trembling. "It's incredibly strange! Those three vanished right before our eyes. And during the day, if it weren't for that nosy doctor, we brothers would have succeeded long ago..."

A

resounding slap cut the assassin short. Jin Xiao flexed his wrist, his eyes filled with disdain. "Waste is waste. He couldn't kill, yet he's still looking for an excuse."

The man, covered his face, with a sullen expression, retreated to the side, mentally torturing the doctor who had saved him that day. If it weren't for him, the poisonous insects smuggled into the rice wouldn't have been discovered today. Even more incredible was the fact that those poisoned had survived unharmed. If the victims had died after drinking the Ye Mansion's relief porridge as planned, they could have used this opportunity to stir up public anger. Why would they have needed to personally take action tonight? The families of those poisoned would have killed Ye Shaolin.

That doctor deserved to be hacked to pieces!

The rest of the group lowered their heads as they watched their leader being beaten and scolded like a dog.

Jin Xiao closed his eyes slightly and declared, "Even if I have to dig three feet underground, I will find him today." He didn't believe anyone would have tipped him off. He knew Ye Shaolin well; he would have left before his wife and daughter returned home and the disaster in Sui'an County eased.

Even if Ye Shaolin wanted to leave, the city had been fortified. If he had taken a single step outside the gates, he would have been murdered by a hail of arrows. Before the assassination tonight, he did not receive any news.

The person must be hiding in this mansion.

The assassin in black was about to search again, but the fox-masked man in white Taoist robes suddenly appeared at the window, floating in the air.

Ye Qingzhan cried out in his heart, thinking that the bad guys had gathered tonight.

Everyone was also startled by the sudden appearance of the white-faced fox hand. They took a step back, stood still and looked at him. Dr. Fox put his hands in his sleeves, looked up at the people in the room, and said, "Master Jin, I said that this man cannot be killed."

Jin Xiao snorted coldly and said, "So what? I can kill him if I want to." His eyes met Dr. Fox, and he paused and said, "Not only will I kill him, I will also burn him-"

What to burn?

The unfinished words stopped abruptly, and Ye Qingzhan followed his gaze and looked at Dr. Fox outside the window. The smile on the smiling fox mask had not changed, but she felt that the face under the mask was now covered with gloom.

Are they going to turn against each other?

The Taoist fox smiled and said, "Then don't blame me."

After he finished speaking, the Taoist in white robe disappeared into the night.

Jin Xiao sneered, looked at the empty window after the man left, and said, "No need to look for him, he must have been saved by this fox." After that, he shook his sleeves and left with his hands behind his back. The killers all followed.

"..." Ye Qingzhan, who was standing by the bed, blinked and thought about everything that had just happened.

- Are these two people talking in a riddle? What's the point of saying something halfway? But fortunately, saving people is the most important thing.

Ye Qingzhan gently placed Mr. Ye on the bed, and did not remove the barrier, for fear that the group of people would come back and make a surprise attack. After arranging Mr. Ye, she hurried to find Chuntao and her grandmother who were still squatting outside the kitchen.

By then, the two were still there. Ye Qingzhan's heart relaxed, and he walked over to the two of them. He saw Grandma Tao tightly clutching a short arrow dropped by the killer. She hugged Chuntao and trembled as she said, "I remember, I remember everything."