The old man thought for a moment, gritted his teeth, walked to the table, picked up different medicine bottles one after another, and took a sip.
There were a total of thirteen bottles of potion on the table. The old man took a sip from each bottle. After drinking, he sat down on the chair and watched the changes.
Chu Wushuang, master and servant, stood nearby to check the old man's physical changes.
After a while, the old man's face gradually improved, but his lips were still black.
"It seems the antidote potion is working."
Chu Wushuang breathed a sigh of relief.
The old man felt that his body had recovered a little, but it was still not suitable to move around frequently.
Chu Wushuang suggested: "You can live here temporarily. You don't have to worry about food and accommodation. I will deliver food to you at meal time every day."
The old man turned a deaf ear, but worried that Zhongzhong said in his heart: "The poison in my body has not been resolved. If I die from the poison, this young man will discover the magic secrets in my body."
"I still don't know whether this young man is a good guy or a bad guy. This magical secret book must not fall into his hands."
"Why not wait until this young man leaves and I will tear up this magical book."
"No, if I destroy such a magical skill, I will become a sinner for the ages."
The old man was in a dilemma.
Chu Wushuang listened calmly.
After a brief thought, the old man's eyes lit up and he said in his heart: "Yes, when I find a chance to test this young man, if he is upright, I will give him this magical secret book."
"I am not blessed to enjoy this magical secret book. If I continue to practice it, I will become obsessed with it. Seeing that this young man has saved my life, I will decide whether to give him the magical secret book after I try out his personality."
When the old man was thinking in his heart, he had no idea that Chu Wushuang could clearly hear his thoughts.
Chu Wushuang felt secretly happy in his heart. Since he already knew what the old man was thinking, he naturally wanted to try his best to look upright and deceive the old man.
Guo Qingyi went to cook, while Chu Wushuang stayed to chat with the old man.
The old man concealed the reason why he was being hunted, and lied that he had been blocked and robbed by a group of gangsters, and he fled over the wall into the garden in a panic.
After chatting, the two parties exchanged names.
The old man's surname is Yang and his given name is Baili.
Guo Qingyi prepared the meal and brought it into the room.
Chu Wushuang served Yang Baili the soup with his own hands. During the dinner, he frequently put vegetables into Yang Baili's bowl, trying his best to play the role of a filial son.
Yang Baili looked complicated and sighed secretly in his heart: "If my son was still alive, he would be as old as this boy..."
Chu Wushuang heard this so clearly that she really wanted to call Yang Baili daddy.
Maybe if you call me dad, you will get the magic secrets.
"You are so seriously injured, and there is still poison in your body that has not been resolved. Eat more meat to replenish your body."
Chu Wushuang put a chicken leg into Yang Baili's bowl.
Yang Baili silently put rice into his mouth, feeling uncomfortable in his heart.
After finishing the meal, Guo Qingyi put away the dishes and chopsticks.
Yang Baili decided to test Chu Wushuang. He took off a bulging cloth bag from his waist, deliberately folded the bag and placed it in front of Chu Wushuang.
Chu Wushuang took a look and saw that there was real gold and silver inside the bag.
Yang Baili said: "This bag of money is enough to buy a house and several acres of land."
After speaking, he glanced at Chu Wushuang.
Chu Wushuang knew it well and reminded Yang Baili: "Don't expose your wealth to others. You should quickly collect the money."
Seeing that he could not seduce Chu Wushuang, Yang Baili took out a booklet from his arms, put it on the table and said, "This is a secret book of magical skills. If you get this secret book, you will be invincible in the world."
"You should put such a valuable thing back quickly, just in case the wall has ears."
Chu Wushuang pretended to be extremely anxious.
Yang Baili muttered in his heart: "Is this young man a fool? He is not interested in money or magical secrets?"
"No, I have to continue testing him."
Chu Wushuang heard it clearly and waited calmly for Yang Baili to test.
Yang Baili pretended to look in pain and said intermittently: "My body... uh... the poison is acting up."
After speaking, Yang Baili lay on the table and pretended to be unconscious.
Seeing Yang Baili lying unconscious on the table, Chu Wushuang couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
People in ancient times were great actors, and their acting was just like the real thing, with no trace of acting at all.
After sighing, Chu Wushuang pretended to be extremely anxious and called Yang Baili: "Uncle Yang, what's wrong with you? Wake up, wake up."
"Ah, what happened to Uncle Yang?"
Guo Qingyi came back to clean up the remaining dishes, thinking that something had really happened to Yang Baili.
Chu Wushuang helped Yang Baili to the bed and let Yang Baili lie down.
"Why did Uncle Yang suddenly fall into coma?"
Guo Qingyi asked anxiously.
Chu Wushuang said: "It should be a toxic attack."
Guo Qingyi asked: "What should I do?"
Chu Wushuang ordered: "Go and get the antidote."
Guo Qingyi turned and left.
Yang Baili felt extremely guilty in his heart and blamed himself: "I am ashamed, I am judging a gentleman's belly with the heart of a villain, but I have worried too much."
Guo Qingyi brought the antidote potion. Chu Wushuang opened Yang Baili's mouth, removed the cork, and poured the potion into Yang Baili's mouth.
After Yang Baili took a sip of the potion, he pretended to slowly open his eyes and wake up.
"Wake up, Uncle Yang is awake."
Guo Qingyi's eyebrows were filled with joy.
Chu Wushuang pretended to be relieved: "Great, Uncle Yang, you finally woke up, I thought..."
At this point, Chu Wushuang pretended that he couldn't talk any more, and pretended to wipe away tears that didn't exist at all.
Little did Yang Baili know that his plan had been discovered by Chu Wushuang, so he immediately sat up from the bed and took out a palm-sized yellowed book from his arms.
It turned out that he had saved something, and what he had taken out before was not a magical secret book at all.
"This secret book is given to you. If you practice hard, over time, you will definitely become a peerless master."
Chu Wushuang didn't want it, but the play still had to go on.
He pushed away the magical secret book in front of him and kept saying, "No way, no way. Uncle Yang, you should just keep practicing by yourself."
Yang Baili smiled bitterly: "If I, an old man like me, continue to practice this secret book, I will definitely go crazy and die."
"Instead of doing this, I might as well give it to you. Just accept it as my repayment of kindness."
Chu Wushuang finished her acting and reached out to hold the booklet, but she clearly felt that Yang Baili was reluctant to let go.
He secretly used force and pulled back several times before the book came loose from Yang Baili's hand.
There was a trace of reluctance in Yang Baili's eyes, and he enlightened himself in his heart: "That's all, he is my savior. I can't repay him, so I can only give him this secret book."
After Chu Wushuang got the secret book, he reminded Yang Baili: "It's getting late, you should go to bed and rest first."
After speaking, he winked at Guo Qingyi.
Guo Qingyi came to her senses and took away the remaining bowls and chopsticks.
Go out of the room first.
Chu Wushuang then walked outside the door, closed the door, and finally no longer had to pretend, and looked at the secret book in his hand with excitement.
"Guiyuan Shen Gong."
After reading the four words on the cover, Chu Wushuang walked to his room and opened the page to read.
