Reborn Song Qingshu: Besieging Bright Peak at the Start

Chapter 61 Smiling in the Afterlife

This Master Ku was usually cold, serious, and exceptionally calm.

But now they were feasting in the room, and the contrast was too strong for them.

Moreover, this is a temple, and he, a Buddhist monk, was drinking alcohol and eating meat in the temple, which is a violation of the precepts.

The two of them had stumbled upon his shameful act. This Bitter Monk held a high position in the Prince's mansion, and his martial arts skills were extremely high. The two of them were no match for him. It was best to pretend they hadn't seen such a shameful thing.

Sun Sanhui grabbed Li Sicui and tried to leave.

Just as the two turned around, the door behind them creaked open.

The ascetic monk stood at the door and waved to them, his gesture clearly indicating that they should come in.

Sun and Li were inwardly groaning, but how could they dare offend this top expert in the mansion?

I had no choice but to bite the bullet and nervously walk inside.

Unexpectedly, once inside, the monk was exceptionally hospitable. He reached out and pulled the two of them to sit down, took two large bowls, filled them with wine, and then scooped out two large pieces of stewed mutton that were tender and put them in the bowls.

He made a "eat" gesture, then took a big gulp from his bowl, indicating that the two of them didn't need to be reserved.

Sun Sanhui and Li Sicui exchanged a glance and both breathed a sigh of relief.

Master Ku was not a petty person; he was a man of strong emotions!

  

If we had discovered it sooner, we might have become friends much earlier.

If the master is pleased, he might teach them one or two more secret techniques, from which they will benefit for a lifetime.

The two men immediately lowered their guard, repeatedly bowed and thanked him, and sat down to eat meat and drink wine heartily, showering him with flattery.

They showered him with praise like "Master Ku's divine skills are unparalleled" and "Master Ku is truly a role model for us all," their flattery was deafening.

Fan Yao coldly observed the two men's fawning manner and sneered inwardly.

You two are just unlucky to have run into trouble tonight.

Whether you cook one or three, it's all the same. Let's just make a table and add some liveliness to that old devil Hebi Weng.

Fan Yao suggested that the two of them warm up the wine before drinking, as this would make the aroma even stronger.

Sun and Li didn't find it troublesome at all, and kept flattering Master Ku, saying that he knew how to drink.

After the three of them drank for a while, Fan Yao heard a series of hurried footsteps and knew that Hebi Weng was coming in a hurry.

Sure enough, a loud voice came from outside, tinged with surprise: "Good wine! What fragrant wine!"

As soon as Hebi Weng finished inspecting the pagoda, he smelled the rich aroma of wine and meat from afar. His thirst for wine was instantly aroused, and he followed the scent to the pagoda.

Before he could finish speaking, the door was pushed open, and he stepped over the threshold without any hesitation.

Seeing the two monks, Ku Toutuo and Sun Li, drinking wine and eating meat around the stove, enjoying themselves immensely!

Hebi Weng was overjoyed, stroking his beard and laughing heartily: "Master Ku! I wondered who had such a fine item, it turns out it's you! I never imagined we were kindred spirits!"

Sun and Li dared not be negligent upon seeing Hebi Weng, and quickly stood up to offer him a seat, saying repeatedly, "Eunuch He, please take a seat. Master Ku's fine wine is truly rare to taste, and I wonder how long it has been treasured."

"Sit down, sit down!"

Without any hesitation, Hebi Weng plopped down opposite Fan Yao, his eyes fixed on the wine warming in the earthenware pot.

"This wine is golden and thick, with a fragrant aroma; it must be a fine, aged brew! Master Ku, you're in for a treat!"

Without waiting for anyone to offer him any wine, he picked up the bowl and downed three large bowls in one go, smacked his lips, and exclaimed repeatedly, "Good wine! Truly good wine! Even better than the tribute wine from the Prince's mansion!"

Fan Yao simply smiled and gestured "please".

Sun and Li stood by, smiling and constantly adding meat to the two men's plates, acting like two attentive servants.

The fire in the stove is blazing, and the aroma of meat and the rich flavor of wine fill the air.

The group drank bowl after bowl, and before long they were all six or seven parts tipsy.

As Hebi Weng got into the swing of things, he started talking more and more, rambling on and on, spouting drunken nonsense.

Fan Yao knew the time had come.

The two elders of Xuanming always acted together. With Hebi Weng returning, Lu Zhangke must have returned as well. They had been eating for quite a while, so Lu Zhangke's food must have been pretty cold by now.

He first filled his own cup with wine, then quietly laid the wine gourd over; the gourd had been modified.

He hollowed out the cork of the gourd and hid the "Smiling Death Powder" inside.

The cork was wrapped in several layers of cloth, so the poison wouldn't spill out when the gourd was placed upright. Therefore, the wine the men had just drunk was just ordinary fine wine.

If the gourd is knocked over, the wine will spill out and seep through the cloth, soaking in the poison. A pot of fine wine will naturally turn into a deadly poison, colorless and odorless, and undetectable.

Seeing that Hebi Weng had finished his wine, he pulled out the cork and handed the wine pot to him.

He Biweng was drinking to his heart's content, completely unsuspecting. He took the wine jug, first filling his own cup, then casually filling Sun Sanhui's as well.

Li Si and the other two filled the cup.

Seeing that Fan Yao's bowl was almost overflowing with wine, she didn't pour him any more.

Crane-Pen Elder picked up his bowl and shouted, "Come on! Good brother, few words are needed, everything is in the wine. Drink this bowl!"

"Cheers!" Sun and Li quickly raised their glasses in agreement.

The four men tilted their heads back and gulped down the entire bowl of wine.

The wine had barely entered his throat when Sun Sanhui's face changed drastically. He clutched his stomach, groaned, and gasped, "Fourth brother—something—is wrong in my stomach—"

Immediately afterward, Li Si stammered, unable to finish his sentence, pointing to his throat, his face instantly turning purple: "Third Brother—I—I think—I've—gotten—intoxicated—"

Before he could even utter the word "poison," his body stiffened abruptly, blood seeping from his nostrils, the corners of his eyes, his ears, and the corners of his mouth, while a blissful smile appeared on his face.

That smile paired with blood flowing from all seven orifices is quite eerie.

Then, with a thud, Li Si collapsed to the ground, twitched twice, and remained motionless.

Immediately after him, Sun Sanhui also did the same and fell to the ground.

Crane-pen Old Man was so startled that most of his soul and spirit were lost, and his drunkenness vanished instantly.

He suddenly stood up and pointed at Fan Yao.

If you still don't understand what's going on at this point, you're incredibly stupid: "You—you—you—"

But before the anger could erupt, the poison gas took effect!

He had just gathered his internal energy to suppress the abnormal movement when he felt a sharp pain in his internal organs, as if his meridians were being twisted and burned by knives.

He had barely mustered half of his Xuanming True Qi when he was completely exhausted.

He sat back down in his chair with a "plop," blood slowly flowing from his seven orifices, the dark red color instantly staining his chest.

A happy smile involuntarily curved her lips.

He stared intently at Fan Yao with his cloudy old eyes.

I just can't understand why this mute monk would do this to me.

Fan Yao slowly stood up, his face no longer showing any signs of drunkenness, but only contempt.

While Hebi Weng still had a breath left, he looked down at Hebi Weng from his high position.

A hoarse voice, which hadn't spoken in the Prince's Palace for over a decade, said with a playful smile, "I am Fan Yao, the Right Envoy of the Brightness Sect!"

Old ghost, you won't be alone on the road to the underworld. That lecherous deer has already gone down there to wait for you.

"You can rest in peace with a smile now that you look like this!"

A joyous funeral!

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