Douluo: Starting from the Nine-Curved Vine Dragon

Chapter 144 Poison

When Tang San finished lunch and was about to leave the restaurant, Tai Long raised his head, which was rare, and asked in a gentle tone:
"Young Master, my grandfather has been gone for so long and there is no news. Do you know what your aunt asked my grandfather to do?"

"I don't know." Tang San told the truth, but his attitude was very light. After he finished speaking, he stood up and left the restaurant.

So he didn't see that behind him, Tyrone lowered his head again, his fists hidden behind his back clenched tightly in his palms, his nails piercing his skin and digging into his flesh.

"I don't know! What an indifferent I don't know! What a cold and heartless I don't know!"

Tyrone roared secretly in his heart, his eyes widened with his head lowered, and the whites of his eyes were covered with hideous bloodshot.

“Grandpa, you have proven that your choice was wrong.”

"Next, I will not continue to follow the path you arranged. There are some things I have to do!"

Then, Tyrone looked up at the still warm dishes on the table, a meaningful and cruel smile appeared on his face.

……

Lin's Manor.

It was midsummer and the sun was scorching.

The scorching sun scorched the earth, and the plants and flowers planted in the manor all wilted a little under the high temperature.

In the living room of the main house, the scorching sun shines in through the huge transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, but surprisingly fails to raise the temperature in the living room, but always maintains a comfortable temperature.

In the middle of the living room, Lin Rong sat on an elm chair, holding a small medicine spoon in his hand. He scooped out a small spoonful from each of the seven portions of white medicine powder on the table and mixed them together. Then he stretched out his finger, dipped a little and put it in his mouth to taste it.

"It has no taste at all, colorless and tasteless, which is true to its name." After tasting it, Lin Rong commented:

"As for the toxicity, why don't I feel poisoned at all?"

"Is it because I ate too little? How about trying a little more?"

After saying this, Lin Rong was about to do so when the old butler sitting next to him reached out to stop him and said:
"Young Master, you forgot."

"The toxic effect of the colorful sprite is to erode your vitality. With your current vitality, it's normal that such a small amount of colorful sprite has no effect on you."

"What's more, the divinity in your body should be able to dissolve these external toxins on its own. The colorful magic will most likely have no effect on you."

After hearing this, Lin Rong lay on the table and said dissatisfiedly:

"It's boring."

"I'm just curious about why the Colorful Poison is listed as a forbidden poison by the Poyi Clan. I want to taste it myself to know how toxic it is."

"As a result, the condition of my current body can't even satisfy this little curiosity."

"There's a good saying that no matter what situation a person is in, they will have different worries, just like me now."

In response, the old butler just sat beside Lin Rong, listening with a gentle smile. After his young master finished speaking, he asked:
"Young Master, everything went smoothly on Shi Nian's mission."

"Just now, Shi Nian sent back information that Tai Long of the Power Clan has made up his mind and asked whether the plan should enter the next stage."

Lin Rong climbed up from the table, then lay down on the chair and said:

"Grandpa Yu, tell Shi Nian that we have to wait a while before the plan can move to the next stage."

"Tang San is very defensive!"

"He used to eat a lot of meat and fish, but suddenly the dishes were changed to exquisite medicinal food. He must have been very cautious when eating, always alert to whether there was poison in the medicinal food."

"After all, Tang San is also an expert in using poisons, and he is also familiar with the principles of mixing poisons. His understanding of the relationship between the growth and decline of medicinal materials is not much worse than Yang Wudi." "So, we have to let Tang San get used to eating the medicinal food, make him believe that the medicinal food is not poisonous, and that there are no conflicting types between the medicinal materials, so that we can start poisoning."

"The colorful powder is made from seven kinds of medicinal herbs. We add a new powder every few months. This way, the chance of Tang San noticing it is minimal."

"After six of the seven kinds of powder have been administered, the last kind of powder can only be administered to him after Tang San has fully utilized its value."

"As for Tai Long, if his desire for revenge is too strong and he can't calm down, let Shi Nian handle it on his own."

"As for nightmares, he knows how to use them well."

Sitting on the wooden chair, the old butler massaged the young master's shoulders and replied after listening:

"Yes, the old slave understands."

After saying that, the old butler continued to ask:

"Young Master, what would you like to eat tomorrow? I will prepare the ingredients in advance."

"All is fine." Hearing this, Lin Rong stretched out his hand and pulled the old housekeeper's beard, saying:
"Tomorrow is your 70th birthday, Grandpa Yu. You should cook some dishes that you like to eat instead of just cooking what I like to eat."

After hearing this, the old butler just answered as usual:
"Young Master, I have served you all my life, so my eating preferences are basically the same as yours."

"And your food preferences are mostly the same as yours, so the dishes you like are also the dishes I like."

"If you force me to name my favorite dish, I really can't say."

Lin Rong listened to the familiar and gentle voice in her ear, and suddenly felt a little sad. She asked in a low voice:
"Grandpa Yu, you have dedicated your entire life to our Lin family."

"The meaning of life is to live, but..."

"When grandpa was alive, you lived for him. Now, you live for me."

"You have always lived for others, Grandpa Yu, do you think it's worth it?"

As he said this, Lin Rong felt conflicted.

For him, the more loyal the old butler is, the better. Now the best situation is that he lives for him.

Because of this, his weight in the old butler's heart surpasses everything else, and nothing can shake his position in the old butler's heart.

But in this way, the old butler completely lost himself and would not consider anything for himself.

After all these years of getting along, the old butler was no longer just a servant in his heart, but a relative who depended on him for survival.

The old butler was stunned when he heard this, and then replied calmly:
"Young Master, there is no such thing as worth or not worth it."

“People live in this world not just to live, there are many things they want to do.”

“When you have something you want to do in your heart, you have a goal, your life has a direction, and you know how to keep going.”

"Compared to those people in the world who live without purpose, at least I have a firm goal in my heart, don't I?"

"Young Master, from the moment I entered the Lin family, my entire life has been bound to the Lin family."

"Now, young master, you are the only child of the Lin family. Protecting you is the only thing I want to do in my life."

"In fact, accompanying you, young master, as you grow up little by little, this old servant has gained a lot of satisfaction and joy in the process."

“All of this is worth it.”

(End of this chapter)