Only then did Yan Qi realize that Mao Shiba was not only wretched, but also a big hooligan at heart, and actually instigated him to tarnish the woman's innocence.
Huh, Brother Qi, I'm too lazy to be friends with you.
There is another question, why did Mao Shiba encourage him to sleep with the eldest lady?
Does he have any grudge against the eldest lady? Did the eldest lady not let him beg for food at the door of Lin Mansion?
Neither is possible.
After thinking about it, I still don't understand.
Mao Shiba licked his face and instigated Yan Qi: "Go quickly, as long as you fall in love with the eldest lady, everything will be easy."
"How tall are you?"
Yan Qi's face was full of contempt: "But, we are friends, and I will agree to what you ask me to do, even if it is forced."
Mao Shiba was greatly surprised: "You agreed? Haha, Yan Qi, you are such a friend! Go ahead and sleep with Miss Lin. I will wait for your good news here."
Yan Qi chuckled mischievously: "I agreed to the matter of defiling the eldest lady, but I was very energetic last night, having sex seven times in one night. My body was overwhelmed and I couldn't get hard anymore. Even if I wanted to sleep with the eldest lady, there was nothing I could do. . I think it’s better to do this. Wait for me to recharge my batteries and kill the eldest lady and kneel down to beg for mercy. How about that?”
Holy shit!
This guy actually lied to me like this.
Seeing how tall and arrogant you are, if you say you can’t get hard anymore, will I believe you? I'm afraid even the donkey can't be bothered by you.
Mao Shiba rolled his eyes angrily and realized that letting Yan Qi sleep with the eldest lady was tantamount to a dream.
He closed his eyes and simply ignored Yan Qi.
Yan Qi chuckled: "Brother Eighteen, we will discuss the matter of sleeping with the eldest lady later. Can you help me solve the matter of the little black bug first?"
Mao Shidao snorted: "Not good!"
Yan Qi said: "Brother Eighteen, it seems that you are not trustworthy. Just now you vowed to help me solve the problem, but now you are pushing back and forth. This is unworthy of your demeanor as the eighteenth generation leader of the Beggar Clan."
Mao Shiba opened his eyes, stretched out his hand, and made a gesture to take money.
Yan Qi covered her money bag and laughed: "Brother Eighteen, we are brothers. Talking about money between brothers hurts feelings. These are your original words. Do you remember them?"
Mao Shiba didn't blush, and smiled even more shamelessly: "It's true that we are brothers, but I have to find someone below to handle this matter. I don't need money, but the brothers below must have some compensation. Officials are not bad. Hungry soldiers, not to mention Brother Yan, you are famous for your generosity and regard money as dirt..."
"Okay, okay, why are you talking so much? I'm just going to pay for it and it's all over!"
When Yan Qi met the shameless Mao Shiba, there was really no good solution.
This guy is as thick-skinned as a city wall and has rich experience in the world. How can he be so easy to fool? He is many times more powerful than those immature little ones.
When faced with this situation, Yan Qi has one word: throw money!
Kill this girl with money.
He took out a handful of banknotes and threw them into Mao Shiba's arms, humming: "It's a small thing. Brother Shiba, take it to buy steamed buns, but don't hold on."
"Brother Yan, don't worry, I guarantee you won't die from choking."
Mao Shiba put the money in his pocket and felt a little happier. He ignored the contempt on Yan Qi's face and grabbed the little black bug. He squinted his eyes and was silent for a long time before saying word by word: "If I guessed it right, , this bug is most likely from the Miao border, and it should be a kind of poison."
"Poison?"
Yan Qi said: "What kind of poison is this? It's just a little bug. What can it do?"
Mao Shiba looked solemn: "Don't underestimate the little black bugs. These little black bugs are refined from corpse oil, fried in oil, and combined with the skills of Miao witch doctors. They can be said to be of the highest quality." Gu insects are extremely difficult for ordinary wizards to refine."
"This kind of Gu insect will have a hallucinogenic effect once it is inhaled into the brain..."
Hallucinogenic?
Hearing this, Yan Qi suddenly realized and slapped his thigh: "If the little black bug can cause hallucinations, then it's a good match."
Mao Shiba asked: "What's the right number?"
"Oh, nothing!"
Yan Qi smiled slyly and did not say the next words.
It seems that the reason why Liu Qing became crazy and stupid is directly related to the little black insect.
Yan Qi asked Mao Shiba again: "The little black insect causes hallucinations. Is there any way to cure it?"
Mao Shiba shook his head.
Yan Qi took out a stack of banknotes and said, "I'll pay for it."
"It's useless to throw money at me. Do you really think Miao Jiang's poison is a child's toy?"
Mao Shiba said angrily: "Let me tell you, once a voodoo has entered the body, it will be difficult to get the voodoo out, unless you open the gourd for the guy who has been infected by the voodoo."
Yan Qi is so speechless!
Open the ladle?
Then Liu Qing is dead, what's the point of opening the dipper?
Yan Qidao: "Is there no other way?"
"There is another way!"
"any solution?"
"The trouble should end it!"
Mao Shiba's face was solemn: "The little black insect is the slave of the Gu master. Only with the order of the Gu master can the Gu insect be lured out."
Since the Gu master poisoned it, how could it be detoxified?
Yan Qi scratched his head: "Is there any other way?"
"You are really asking for the bottom of things."
Mao Shiba rolled his eyes: "One more thing, each mountain is higher than the other! If you can find a master who is stronger than the poison master's poison, forcibly driving away the poison is also a way."
Yan Qi laughed: "This is a good idea."
"What a fart! You are too naive."
Mao Shiba said: "I might as well tell you directly that the master who can refine this kind of Gu insect is unique and can be called a miraculous skill. Do you think you can find a master who is stronger than him? Don't. To say there is no, even if there is, is to find a needle in a haystack.”
Yan Qi smiled slightly and was not discouraged.
Mao Shiba sighed: "Are you still laughing? Should you cry?"
"Cry, the word cry is not in my dictionary."
Yan Qi patted Mao Shiba's dirty shoulder: "As long as you work hard and grind an iron pestle into a needle, there is nothing in this world that I, Yan Qi, cannot do."
Mao Shiba looked at Yan Qi, was stunned for a while, and said angrily: "Grind an iron pestle into a needle? You have to be an iron pestle. If it's a rotten wood, you can only grind it into a toothpick."
Yan Qi straightened his waist forward, pointed downwards, and said proudly: "Don't worry, Brother Shiba, mine is definitely an iron pestle, harder than iron. If you push it hard, it can poke a big hole in the wall."
Mao Shiba was so angry that his mouth twisted: only Yan Qi could brag so dirtyly.
He rolled his eyes and said angrily: "If you really have an iron pestle, why didn't you sleep with Miss Lin last night?"
Yan Qi stared at Mao Shiba and asked, "Why am I so strange? The eldest lady has a grudge against you? Do you insist that I sleep with her?"
Mao Shiba hesitated: "I... I'm worried for you. You have become the son-in-law of the Lin family. You are as rich as the country. I am happy for you."
"Stop it, I'm too lazy to listen to your lies. I'm also telling you that I'll sleep with any woman, but I won't sleep with the eldest lady. I'm so worried about you."
Yan Qi snorted, laughed, and walked away.
Mao Shiba's mouth was crooked and his eyes were squinting in anger: "Wow, brat, if you dare not sleep with Miss Lin, I will chop off your iron pestle..."
