Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 660: Aphrodisiacs are good for a while, but the whole family will end up in the crematorium
Chu Pingsheng returned the wine gourd to Feng Dongdao, watched him take a sip, and whispered, "I have a bad feeling."

"You mean the strange noise just now?" He took another sip of wine and said disapprovingly, "No one can hide it from my ears. Don't worry, it should be the sound of some large bird flying by."

"No one can hide it from your ears?" Chu Pingsheng said, "I'm telling you that there is a person who can definitely get close to you without anyone noticing."

"Who?"

"I wonder if you have ever heard of the name of the Tianchi Killer?"

Hua Matchmaker and Feng Dongdao's faces suddenly changed. The latter even pressed his hand on the iron broom under his butt, wondering if his and the matchmaker's identities had been exposed?

But...how is this possible.

The twelve of them have been living in seclusion in the No. 1 Building in the World for the past twenty years and have never been out in the martial arts world. Xiongba would definitely not tell this kid their origins.

"The Sword Saint once told me that he became famous all over the world thanks to the 108 Tianchi assassins. Back then, the organization headed by Child Emperor stirred up bloody storms in the martial arts world and committed many evil deeds. At that time, the Sword Saint was young and energetic. He went to Tianchi alone and used his enlightened sword 21 to fight for seven days and seven nights. In the end, he killed 96 assassins. Only Child Emperor and the other 11 assassins escaped and are now nowhere to be found."

At this time, the sky had completely darkened. Only the flame of a simple oil lamp swayed in the wind. The swaying light illuminated the faces of the three people and also reflected their slightly swaying backs on the wall.

"Among the twelve people who escaped, there is an old man who is proficient in Japanese ninjutsu and can perform shadow escape. As long as it gets dark, he will be able to kill people without being seen."

"..."

"..."

Matchmaker Hua and Feng Dongdao remained silent.

Chu Pingsheng said slowly: "This man has a nickname, called Ghost Shadow, I wonder if you have heard of it?"

"Have not heard."

"Have not heard."

"What about Shi Wei Xian and Zhi Tan Hua?"

At this time, Hua Matchmaker and Feng Dongdao's faces were almost frozen, but they still shook their heads and said "never heard of it".

"There is another one among them who is good at using iron brooms. His nickname is Iron Broom Fairy. Brother Feng, why do I feel that he is a bit like you? Aunt Hua, you, the matchmaker, are also a bit like the Tianchi killer nicknamed Matchmaker who is good at using poison. I am very curious, will the three dark turbidities be mixed into my diet these days? If so, it will be interesting. What do you think, for those guys that the Sword Saint didn't kill back then, should I, the successor of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, clean up their messes?"

Having said that, the relationship has already been torn apart.

Although Feng Dongdao and Hua Matchmaker always felt that it was a bit unreasonable to tell a cool guy like Sword Saint the details of his famous battle, there was no point in pretending now that things had come to this.

"Yes, I am the Iron Broom Fairy."

As Feng Dongdao jumped up, he swung the broom horizontally as if on guard.

The matchmaker stepped back three feet and pointed forward with the sunflower fan in her hand: "You are right, I am the matchmaker. As for the poison of the three dark turbidities, it was indeed put in your food. It's a pity that you only discovered it today, and it's too late."

Chu Pingsheng seemed not to have heard her words, nor did he see the iron broom that could smash a person's head into pieces if swung down hard. He just stared at the oil lamp and said, "If I'm not mistaken, you guys came out with the intention of dealing with the Sword Saint's apprentice if you can't do anything to him, right?"

Feng Dongdao said: "Boy, you are very smart."

Chu Pingsheng continued, "Xiongba's plan is for me to attack the Tianxiahui rebel Bu Jingyun. If conditions permit, the matchmaker will take the opportunity to poison me on the way. If conditions don't permit, it doesn't matter. When we get to Fengxi Village, if Bu Jingyun kills me, it will save a lot of effort. If I kill Bu Jingyun, you can launch a sneak attack. Well, even if there is no sneak attack, with the martial arts of the Twelve Evils of Tianchi and Xiongba, it will not be a problem to capture the survivors. As long as we disguise it later and create the illusion that I died at the hands of Bu Jingyun or Nie Feng, it will be difficult for the Sword Saint to pursue it after he knows about it. After all, who would believe that a father-in-law murdered the future son-in-law who was about to marry his only daughter."

"You are indeed very smart."

This time, the person who praised him for his intelligence was Hua Matchmaker.

"Ugh."

Chu Pingsheng sighed, slowly stood up, and slowly drew out the Huo Lin Sword.

A current of heat spread out, and the weather, which had become a little cooler since nightfall, returned to the afternoon.

The dark red lines below the heart-protecting scales light up, which is very eye-catching and seductive at night.

"You are seeking death."

The matchmaker nodded to Feng Dongdao, and the two of them attacked from the left and right, forming a horn.

This place is only two hours away from Fengxi Village. If we kill him today, if nothing unexpected happens, we can still pretend that Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng killed him.

The two were not worried about not being able to capture Chu Pingsheng, because he was poisoned by the Dark Three Turbidities, and the more he exercised his skills, the faster the poison would take effect.

Unexpectedly, in the next breath, their opponents were fine, but they both had their mouths twitched, their bodies trembled, and they both collapsed to the ground.

"How...how could this happen?"

"Why not?" Chu Pingsheng said with a smile: "That makes sense. You can poison me, but I can't poison you? But what surprised me is that this poison... takes effect too quickly."

Clang.

When the Huo Lin Sword was sheathed, the temperature suddenly dropped by two or three degrees.

However, Feng Dongdao did not feel any coolness at all. It seemed as if an evil fire was running rampant in his body, and the heat made his skin glow red.

"What kind of poison did you give me?"

"It's the poison in the white porcelain bottle painted with pear blossoms in the matchmaker's bag."

The matchmaker's face suddenly changed: "When did you..."

"Of course it was when you were sleeping last night. You covered yourself up so tightly in such a hot day. Do you have a cold uterus?"

Feng Dongdao was not interested in listening to him talk about the process of stealing the poison. Since it was the matchmaker who poisoned him, it would be easy to deal with.

"Antidote, hurry up and get the antidote..."

"No, there is no antidote..."

"No antidote? Why!" "Hey, hey, hey." Chu Pingsheng raised his hand and said, "I can answer this question for you. The reason is very simple. This is not poison, but a strong aphrodisiac."

"aphrodisiac?"

Feng Dongdao's face suddenly turned green.

"Yes, aphrodisiac. Tianchi Killer doesn't just accept bounties. If a man sees a woman he likes, as long as he can pay the money, Aunt Hua will let him spend a night with his sweetheart and enjoy the happiness together. Otherwise, how would Aunt Hua get the nickname of a matchmaker?"

After Chu Pingsheng finished speaking, he walked to the corner of the Buddhist hall, picked up the Buddha's head that had been broken off by someone and placed it above the meditation seal of the remaining Buddha statue. It looked like a Buddha had taken off his head and was holding it in his hand.

"Matchmaker, you have poisoned young girls and wives in the past. Why don't you try this strong aphrodisiac yourself today? Iron Broom Fairy, you have to work harder. Don't say I didn't give you a chance to live."

He strode out of the Buddhist hall, tilted the left door and closed the tattered door on the right.

The awkward atmosphere continued to ferment.

Feng Dongdao suppressed his restlessness and looked at the matchmaker, whose face was flushed, old and ugly, and covered with a thick layer of gouache.

"Is there really... no antidote?"

"without……"

The matchmaker panted and said, "If you do nothing... in the end... in the end you will die from the evil fire in your heart."

Feng Dongdao gnashed his teeth in hatred: "When did I fall into his trap?"

The matchmaker suddenly remembered the rouge and powder he had just given her, then looked at Feng Dongdao's wine gourd and understood.

Just then, the person on the other side spoke.

"How about...the two of us..."

"Iron Broom Fairy, do you want to die?"

"Matchmaker, do you think I'm willing to be with you...if it weren't for my life...humph..."

This was true. In this deserted temple, where could one find handsome men and beautiful women to relieve their sexual desire? Besides the aphrodisiac effect, the combination of the three turbidities would also make people weak and powerless. Even if Chu Pingsheng was not guarding outside and opened the door to let them out, they would have been burned to death by the evil fire before they even reached the town.

"..."

"..."

"..."

After a long silence, the matchmaker's resentful voice came from the Buddhist hall: "You... come."

Feng Dongdao said, "Mr. Chu, you...you insult us like this. The Twelve Devils of Tianchi...will fight you...until death."

After a rustling sound.

"..."

"..."

"..."

"What are you standing there for? Do you...want to die? Come on!"

"I can't come...

"why?"

"If you can't come, you can't come."

"Iron Broom Fairy, are you kidding me?"

At the same time, a voice floated across the courtyard and into the Buddhist hall.

"I remember now. In addition to your He San Zhuo, I also added something else to the wine. Tonight, he can't be a man anymore."

It turned out that the Iron Broom Fairy was not playing tricks on her.

The person who played tricks on them was the bastard in the yard!
"what……"

A sharp voice filled with endless resentment rose into the sky, startling the stars so much that they blinked and the moon covered its face.

Ding.

The matchmaker's scream of despair was loud, but not as loud as the reminder sound of the main mission progressing in Chu Pingsheng's mind.

He took the time to take a look.

The number of people has reached "8".

It was 6 when leaving Yujia Village, and 7 when making the Sword Master collapse once. Although the scene of "The World's No. Building" was grand, there were only three characters, Xiongba, Duanlang and Jianchen, who had never brushed their emotional values, and none of them had emotional collapse. It must be said that facing such a result, Duanlang was able to keep his emotions together. His psychological quality is among the best among the villains.

Now the number of people in the main quest has become 8, which means that the Iron Broom Fairy and the Matchmaker only count as one person.

He remembered that the Iron Broom Fairy had appeared once in the TV series—he led people to kill Bu Jingyun in a ruined temple.

In other words, the "head fee" is his, so the matchmaker's does not count?
When Chu Pingsheng lowered his head to think about this question, the shadow of the tree three feet behind him, which was printed on the ground by the moonlight, moved, and a figure as light as a thin smoke slowly rose up and gradually gathered into a human figure.

This scene was quite strange, as if a ghost broke through the dimensional wall and drilled out of the ground without any sound at all.

The dagger in his hand seemed to blend into the night, slowly and silently stabbing towards Chu Pingsheng's back.

(End of this chapter)