"Mr. Wang San is poisoned."
After hearing this, the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief and murmured to himself:
"They still took action... still took action..."
Zhao Rang hurriedly asked:
"who are they?"
The middle-aged man did not answer. He raised his head, looked at Zhao Rang sharply, and asked:
"who are you!"
Zhao Rang smiled and said:
"Anyone who wants to help!"
The middle-aged man shook his head and said:
"You can't help me with this."
"You didn't make it clear, how do you know we can't help?"
The middle-aged man suddenly lost control of his emotions. He stood up and walked around the room with a look of horror on his face:
"I can't explain clearly, and you can't help! No one can help, because they are not human at all!"
Then, without giving Zhao Rang a chance to interrupt, he trembled his lips and kept repeating the last sentence:
"They are not human at all..."
"Not human at all!"
"It's not a human, is it a ghost?"
Yuan Ke was pleased to see that a grown man could be so worthless, and couldn't help but said with great contempt.
"Yes, they are ghosts! They are ghosts!"
Unexpectedly, these words calmed down the middle-aged man.
Zhao Rang stepped forward, supported his back, and asked the middle-aged man to sit down slowly.
After a while, the middle-aged man gradually recovered and narrated the situation at that time like a dream.
About ten days ago, he bought a group of girls from Dawei Nandi from Yangguan. They were all sixteen or seventeen years old. They were all pretty and fair-looking. Although she is not a top-notch beauty, she is definitely a top-grade product.
According to the market conditions at the time, such a girl could be exchanged for two strong war horses at the horse market in Lanmo Kingdom.
The middle-aged man felt that he could make a lot of money this time and was very happy.
Although horse dealers like them can come directly to Lanmo Middle School to trade, they still have to register and pay taxes in advance when passing through the Western Region Merchant Alliance.
Since there haven't been many openings recently, the middle-aged people have encountered difficulties in business turnover, so they decided to take risks and try to get rich. So they and their men took these girls and took the farthest and most dangerous road to escape the danger. Open a business alliance.
There were no surprises along the way, and the middle-aged man and the girls arrived at King Lanmo's city safely.
He had a habit of going to Xiangtengju and Wangsan Taiye for a drink every time he came to the royal city.
As for the business, he left it to his big guys.
On this day, he arrived a little early.
When he saw someone else sitting in the private room where he usually sat, he became furious and even scolded the waiter who was in charge.
"I didn't think much about it at the time. Relying on my relationship with Mr. Wang San, I rushed directly into the private room and overturned the table."
Zhao Rang asked:
"How many people are in the private room?"
The middle-aged man thought for a while and said:
“I can’t remember exactly, maybe five or six of them, all wearing hoods, rags, and stinky bodies. They are just like a bunch of beggars!”
After the middle-aged man finished speaking, a shiver shivered in his body...
"I asked the clerk how someone like this could go up to the third floor and arrange a private room! The clerk told me in embarrassment that they were very generous and had no intention of defaulting on the bill."
As a restaurant, Xiangtengju naturally has to do business.
No matter how the guests dress, if they can afford the money, they must be treated equally.
This is also the long-standing tradition of Xiangtengju. Mr. Wang San has also repeatedly warned that there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the Western Regions. There are ruthless characters everywhere, so the guys must not judge a book by its appearance!
But he never imagined that the one who broke this rule in the end was not his subordinates, but his friends!
"After I overturned the table, those people didn't say anything. They stood up and stood quietly for a while, then left without asking for a refund."
"Not a word?"
Zhao Rang asked.
"No, absolutely not!"
Zhao Rang nodded and motioned for him to continue.
Although the table was lifted and the beggars were driven away, the smell in the private room could not be dissipated for a long time.
There were black maggots wriggling in the overturned dishes, dishes, and even wine bottles.
"Those people haven't taken a shower for an unknown amount of time. I thought it fell from them..."
As a last resort, I had to give up the private room I was used to and moved to the next door room.
Mr. Wang San hadn't arrived yet, but the middle-aged man's assistant came first.
The news brought by the man was like a bolt from the blue to him!
"This batch of goods is in your hands!"
"Can't sell it?"
Zhao Rang said.
"Yes."
"The biggest trading target of our horse dealers is the Gongchen Tribe, the second largest tribe in the Lanmo Kingdom. Although this tribe's strength is slightly worse than the Hanxing Tribe where the leader of the country belongs, it is not much."
"And their demand for beauties from the southern part of Dawei is almost bottomless! Previously, as long as she was a woman, even if she was disabled or old, she could trade smoothly!"
"But this time my man went to discuss business. Before he could speak, the other party broke one of his arms and threw it out. He also said that their tribe would no longer trade war horses and beauties, even the best ones!"
Zhao Rang glanced at Yuan Mingkong.
The second largest tribe in Lan Mo Kingdom, Mr. Wang Third also mentioned it, is the tribe where the fourth prince Anzuo belongs.
"Is this the order from Fourth Prince Anzuo?"
The middle-aged man asked in surprise:
"You also know Anzuo?"
Zhao Rang replied:
"That's what Mr. Wang San said."
"Well, it should be him. Although the leader of the Gongchen tribe is his father, all his father's energy is spent on running domestic affairs. All matters in the tribe are handled by his son, the four members of the Lanmo Kingdom. Prince, Anzuo is in charge.”
The middle-aged man came here expecting to make a lot of money. Unexpectedly, he was first occupied by a group of "beggars" and then his business was ruined. He was very angry.
After Mr. Wang San came, he complained a lot.
"After a drink, I felt much better. Who knew this was just the beginning!"
When he returned to his business office, the middle-aged man saw the group of girls and thought that he would not make a penny this time and had to take care of their food and drink. What a big loss!
Coupled with the drunkenness, he picked the most beautiful one and threw it directly on his bed, ready to vent his anger.
Unexpectedly, the skin of the girl who was crying and crying just a moment ago would start to rot as soon as it touched his bed!
The beautiful face became uneven, and holes the size of needle tips broke through the skin densely, and rotten black flesh gushed out, exuding a stench.
The smell was exactly the same as what he smelled in the private room.
The middle-aged man was shocked and backed away quickly.
Then I saw that the girl's whole body was shriveled up, like a piece of paper, so light that it seemed that she could fly away with just a breath.
"The bed is poisonous!"
The middle-aged man said firmly:
"Yes, someone poisoned my bed. But they didn't expect that it wasn't me who got into bed first that day. That girl...she...she saved my life!"
But middle-aged people don’t feel comfortable either.
The strong stench in the room made his consciousness a little blurry, constantly drifting out and gathering again.
In confusion, he felt that his flesh and blood were gradually disintegrating.
But he was powerless and could only watch all this happen.
"Fortunately, there was a heavy rain that night! The wind blew open the windows and poured into the house, diluting the smell, and I slowly regained consciousness!"
Zhao Rang couldn't help but clicked his tongue:
"What a powerful poison..."
"Since then, I never dared to go out or be alone. Every day I would get drunk in the courtyard of the trading company, and then let my men surround me, so that I could barely sleep for two or three hours. .”
As the middle-aged man spoke, he rolled up his sleeves.
His two forearms already showed signs of ulceration.
"Then why did you go out today?"
Yuan Mingkong asked.
The middle-aged man replied extremely tiredly:
"Because I no longer want to do business here. I heard that someone could eat a hundred war horses in one go, so I wanted to try my luck. If I am lucky and can sell them all, I will take the money and go back to Dawei to retire."
After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he slowly put down his sleeves and stood up to leave.
When he walked to the door, he turned back to Zhao Rang and Yuan Mingkong and said:
"Don't mess with them! They are scarier than ghosts!"
After the middle-aged man left, Zhao Rang and Yuan Mingkong felt extremely heavy...
From his narration, it is basically certain that the person who poisoned him should be Yanyu Pavilion.
People who use poison are also poisonous.
On weekdays, it's fine as long as the well and the river don't offend, but once they are offended, they will fight to the death.
Now they are in the dark and they are in the light, and there is no way to start.
"Even if you know, what can you do?"
Zhao Rang said.
Although Wang Yunshan's hidden weapons among the three mountains came and went without a trace, they didn't want to be as unpredictable as Poison.
Zhao Rang really didn't expect the poison in Yanyu Pavilion to be so terrifying!
With just a slight touch, the whole person will instantly decay and no bones will be left.
"It's much simpler when you follow it up."
Yuan Mingkong said:
"These people from Yanyu Pavilion didn't know what they were going to do when they came to Lanmo Country, but the middle-aged man offended them. Mr. Wang San was also the middle-aged man's friend. He loved the house as much as the crow, and hated the house as much as the crow. He was a general in disguise. Everyone associated with him will be poisoned to death!"
Zhao Rang thought about this and said:
"Then his three adopted sons can't escape either?"
Yuan Mingkong nodded solemnly:
"I'm afraid so."
Zhao Rang stood up and said:
"The three of them must not die, and neither can Master Wang! Otherwise, everything will be in chaos!"
The two discussed it and decided that Yuan Mingkong would inform Sanshan and ask them to be more vigilant.
Although the two sides are now almost mortal enemies, Yuan Mingkong is confident that there is a way to make them listen.
Zhao Rang went to the city to find out the news about the people in Yanyu Pavilion. It would be best to get the antidote from them.
By using a knife, he can distance himself from these poisons to a certain extent and ensure his own safety.
As for Yuan Kexin, a good-looking Dawei girl would be coveted by many people in the Western Regions, so they asked her to stay in the inn to avoid any complications.
Zhao Rang straightened his clothes and saw that his Huanshou sword had no scabbard again. He couldn't help but laugh at himself and said:
"This scabbard seems to have a grudge against me. It seems that I really have some fate with that Shang Shiyi!"
