Dog Brother transmigrates into Lin Pingzhi: The Tai Xuan Scripture suppresses all nations

Seeing the dirty-looking girl staring intently at the roast chicken in his hand, Shi Potian thought to himself that she must be starving, so he handed her the chicken, saying, "Girl, you can have this."

Without any hesitation, the girl took the chicken leg, tore off a piece, took a bite, pushed open the temple door, and walked in.

She suddenly turned around and looked at Shi Potian, her gaze sweeping over his face before she said indifferently, "Aren't you coming in?"

Shi Potian said, "I'm going back to sleep. Young lady, what are you doing here alone in the middle of the night? Where do you live?"

The girl said coldly, "I'm a little beggar, I have no home."

Shi Potian felt a pang of sympathy and remembered his days as a beggar.

The girl looked only a little older than Qu Feiyan. It was too pitiful for her to be homeless at such a young age. Shi Potian naturally didn't mind her cold attitude.

"Young lady, you have nowhere to stay tonight, why don't you come stay at my place?"

"You don't mind that I'm a little beggar?"

"Don't mind, I used to be a beggar too."

The beggar girl's expression turned cold. She thought to herself, "Heh, you stinking man, lies just spring out of your mouth." She said, "Then why don't you come in? Isn't that because you look down on me because I'm a beggar?"

To prove he didn't mind, Shi Potian had no choice but to go inside.

Although the temple was dilapidated, it provided shelter from the wind and rain, and it was much warmer once inside. Under the dim light of the oil lamp, Shi Potian saw the girl holding a chicken leg in one dark hand and chewing it voraciously, clearly indicating that she was extremely hungry.

Shi Potian found a relatively clean spot in the corner and sat down. Watching the girl wolf down her food, he felt even more sorry for her.

The girl finished a chicken leg in a few bites, then suddenly her eyes lit up. She tore off another chicken leg with her black hand and handed it to Shi Potian.

"You eat too." Her voice was indifferent, revealing little gratitude, more like an order.

Shi Potian waved his hand: "I'm not hungry, you eat."

"If you don't eat it, it means you're disgusted with me." Without saying another word, the girl shoved the chicken leg into Shi Potian's hand.

Unable to refuse, Shi Potian took it and took a bite.

The girl watched him swallow, a fleeting smile crossing her lips—a strange smile, tinged with cunning in the dim light of the dilapidated temple.

Shi Potian, oblivious to everything, chewed on his chicken and said, "Eat slowly, don't choke."

The girl sneered inwardly: What an idiot! He's about to die, and he still has the nerve to care about me. Such a soft-hearted person deserves to die.

These three insects and three herbs are extremely poisonous, made by melting and powdering vipers, spiders, and Gelsemium elegans. The toxicity attacks the internal organs in five waves, and even someone with profound internal strength cannot withstand it for more than three hours. Apart from my father, no one in the world can cure this poison.

Young Master Lin will eventually die by my hand.

She waited patiently for a while and saw that Shi Potian's complexion was normal, and even more rosy. Shi Potian even smiled and said, "The roast chicken that Miss Yue gave me is indeed extraordinary. Please have some more."

The beggar girl frowned slightly, assuming the poison was just taking effect slowly, and wasn't worried.

To everyone's surprise, Shi Potian was still perfectly fine even after eating most of a roast chicken.

The beggar girl, refusing to believe in superstition, suddenly stood up, went behind the offering table, rummaged around for a while, and pulled out a broken wine gourd. She uncorked it, shook it, took a small sip herself, and then handed it to Shi Potian: "Wine warms you up, do you want some?"

Shi Potian shook his head: "I'm not cold, you drink it."

"You can't drink, can you?" the beggar girl sneered. "You're not even as good as a little beggar like me?"

Provoked by her, Shi Potian had no choice but to take the gourd and gulp down two big mouthfuls.

The girl watched longingly, secretly delighted:

She had laced the wine with Seven Insects and Seven Flowers Ointment. When the poison took effect, the first sensation was a tingling, itchy feeling inside the body, as if seven insects were biting and gnawing. Then, colorful lights would appear in the eyes, like seven flowers scattering. There were forty-nine variations of this poison, and the one she used was the most potent. Without the antidote she had personally prepared, even a god could not save the person.

Now let's see if you're still alive.

After finishing his drink, Shi Potian wiped his mouth and laughed loudly, "Good wine, thank you, young lady! I didn't expect you could find such good wine in this dilapidated temple. It's even better than my elder brothers' Ice and Fire Wine."

Feeling embarrassed after speaking, having drunk too much of the other person's wine, he quickly handed the gourd back to them.

The girl avoided it like the plague and pushed it back to Shi Potian—although she had taken the antidote, she dared not drink any more.

"If you like to drink, then drink it all." She thought to herself, "I don't believe you can drink the whole pot of wine and still not die. Even my father wouldn't dare to drink like that."

Shi Potian tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp. His abdomen immediately churned with heat, just like when he drank the Jade Fire Wine years ago. Knowing that the opportunity was not to be missed, he quickly circulated his internal energy to refine it.

The girl watched Shi Potian channel his internal energy and was overjoyed: It's finally working! Trying to force out the poison with profound internal strength? Dream on.

But as soon as one incense stick burned, two incense sticks burned, and Shi Potian not only did not suffer from the poison, but his complexion became even more rosy and his eyes became clear.

He suddenly burped, and a breath of stale air landed on the beggar girl's face, carrying a faint medicinal fragrance.

He said happily, "Miss, meeting you is truly my blessing. You allow me to drink wine even better than Bihuo wine here."

He felt his skills had greatly improved, and he was getting closer and closer to mastering the Arhat Subduing Demon Divine Skill.

The girl's face turned green, truly green. It turned out that Shi Potian's breath contained a deadly poison, and smelling it had caused her to be poisoned a second time. She quickly raised her sleeve to cover it up and secretly took an antidote.

Is this idiot really stupid or just pretending? What kind of monster is he? He can't be killed by this poison and even spews poison at me?

My Seven Insects and Seven Flowers Ointment! I finally managed to steal all of this from home and soaked it in alcohol, but he still isn't dead!

The beggar girl was heartbroken.

She stood up and paced back and forth in the dilapidated temple, when suddenly her gaze fell on a broken incense burner on the altar.

She walked over, rummaged through the ashes of the incense burner, pulled out half a stick of incense, lit it discreetly, and placed it between the two of them.

"We disturbed the gods in the middle of the night, so we should burn incense and offer our respects."

This is her last trump card.

Once the fragrance enters the body, the muscles and bones will feel sore within half an incense stick's time. Although one day later one can move freely, all internal energy will be lost.

This is a rare poison that even her family wouldn't prepare. It comes from a monk from the Western Regions and is extremely precious. It is the number one poison for dealing with martial arts practitioners.

She didn't want to use it, but now she was determined to kill Shi Potian, otherwise she would never be able to live a fulfilling life.

The beggar girl was eating chicken with her head down, but was actually keeping a silent countdown.

Shi Potian inhaled the fragrance a few times, then suddenly stood up, stretched his limbs, and exclaimed in surprise, "This fragrance is strange!"

The girl's heart tightened. She saw Shi Potian take a deep breath, his face suddenly turn red, and wisps of white steam rise from the top of his head.

She was overjoyed: This was a sign that the poison was about to take effect!

Unexpectedly, Shi Potian exhaled a long breath, and the white vapor grew thicker and thicker, condensing three feet above his head and not dissipating.

Immediately, his joints cracked and popped, and his face became radiant, even more energetic than before.

He exclaimed with delight, "I've improved again! There's something good in this fragrance!"

The girl stood there dumbfounded, and the chicken bone in her hand fell to the ground with a "thud".