Legendary Son-in-Law: The Man with Poison Talismans

After saying that, she lowered her head and continued peeling beans. She gently pinched the bean pod with her fingers, and the bean rolled into the bowl with a crisp sound.

She spoke calmly, but the fingers gripping the bean pod tightened slightly, as if she were suppressing something.

Lin Mu watched her shelling beans with her head down, then took out a bottle of attack potion from his Qiankun bag, shook it in his hand, and saw that the bottle was transparent and the light pink liquid inside shimmered softly in the sunlight.

"Want it?" he asked casually, as if asking, "The weather's nice today."

Qin Yumo looked up and her eyes widened when she saw the bottle of divine water. Her lips parted slightly, as if she had seen something she had lost and found again.

She stared at the bottle of medicine for several seconds, swallowed hard, and then nodded vigorously: "I want to."

Lin Mu's lips curled up slightly. He put away the divine water and gestured towards the room with his lips: "Alright, deal."

Qin Yumo blushed, almost dropping the beans in her hand, but she didn't refuse. She stood up, lowered her head, and followed him into the house.

The door closed, shutting out the warm sunlight and Chunxing's curious gaze.

She didn't know how much time had passed; it felt like an eternity, so long that she thought this long contest would never end.

But Lin Mu felt that the time was very short, so short that he had only just begun to taste the flavor when the door was kicked open.

Qin Yumo suddenly covered her mouth, flung open the door with a bang, and ran out of the house. Then she quickly walked to the flower bed by the courtyard wall, bent down, and coughed violently, gagging a few times.

Chunxing was carrying a basin of water out of the kitchen when she saw her like this. She quickly ran over and asked anxiously, "Sister, what happened to you? Did you choke on your milk?"

But then I realized we didn't have any milk at home.

As she asked, she patted Qin Yumo's back with just the right amount of force, just as skillfully as when she used to serve the young lady in the Qin family.

Qin Yumo waved her hand, her voice hoarse and unable to speak, a trace of tears still clinging to her cheeks, her lips slightly swollen and red, as if she had just experienced a long, silent battle.

Inside the house, Lin Mu stared at the door that had been flung open with a bang, frozen in place with his hand still on his waistband. He looked down at himself, then up at the wide-open door, speechless.

Luckily, no one saw him. He quickly turned around, pulled up his pants, tightened his belt, and straightened his robe.

I've tried everything I could, and at least I haven't neglected my little brother.

He patted the creases on his robe, took out several pieces of equipment from his storage bag, and stacked them on the table.

A warrior's top-tier Zuma set, a Taoist's top-tier Woma set, and a top-tier Zuma set.

These are all good items I've collected from fighting monsters. I don't need them myself, but any one of them could fetch a good price on the market.

It's enough to last until level 30 or higher without needing to change equipment.

There was also that bottle of attack magic water that Qin Yumo obtained in exchange for "drinking milk".

He thought for a moment, then took out a set of skill books from the Taoist priest and placed them on the equipment.

He then pulled out a copy of "Three Classes Strategy Guide" that he had copied at the martial arts school from his storage bag, along with two random teleportation scrolls, and placed them beside him. Only then did he clap his hands, straighten his robes, push open the door, and walk out.

The sun was shining brightly in the courtyard. Qin Yumo was still bent over by the flower bed, gagging. Chunxing was patting her back and muttering something.

Lin Mu walked straight up to Qin Yumo and said in a calm tone, "I left you some things in the room. Equipment, skill books, and a strategy guide. You can read it to the skeleton when you're 'tanking' it, and let it figure it out on its own."

He paused, then added, "I won't take the divine beast with me. It will stay here and continue to soak. You can also teach it about fire-related skills. If you want to summon or train your skeleton, you can soak it with the divine beast. There are all three kinds of divine water in that wooden tub."

Qin Yumo straightened up, wiped her mouth, glanced at him, then lowered her head, her voice a little hoarse: "I understand, thank you."

Lin Mu didn't say anything more. He turned to look at Chunxing, took an acorn from his pocket, and put it in her hand, lowering his voice: "Keep this safe, and don't give it to anyone."

Chapter 214 Back to Bichon

He thought to himself that the acorn's usage restriction was level 0, which he had always found unusual. Even the lowest level for an Awakened One was level 1, so who was level 0? He wondered if mortals could use it.

He glanced at Chunxing. "Can you see the information on this?"

Chunxing looked down at the brown fruit in her palm, turning it over and over several times before shaking her head: "I can't see it, it's just a fruit."

Lin Mu thought for a moment and said, "Then you take a bite and try it."

Chunxing hesitated for a moment, then put the acorn in her mouth, took a bite, chewed it a couple of times, and spat it out. The acorn was still covered with her glistening saliva, which shimmered in the sunlight.

She coughed twice and wiped her mouth with her hand: "It's too hard to bite, and too big... I can't swallow it either. I'll try to cut it open and grind it up later."

Lin Mu nodded: "Okay, try it later. Remember not to give it to anyone, including your sister."

Chunxing glanced at Lin Mu with a puzzled look, wondering if it was that important? Even the young lady couldn't give it to her?

She subconsciously turned her head to look at Qin Yumo next to her, but Qin Yumo's mind was already on soaking the skeleton. Her gaze was fixed on the large wooden tub in the corner, as if she was planning to let her skeleton soak in it that night. She didn't notice the fruit in Chunxing's hand at all.

Chunxing withdrew her gaze, nodded heavily, and clutched the fruit in her hand: "Don't worry, son-in-law."

She wanted to say something, but Lin Mu had already turned and left.

At the same time, a soft "whoosh" came from behind Lin Mu, and the skeleton teleported from the void and landed beside Lin Mu. Its joints cracked twice, and water droplets dripped down the skeleton and onto the blue brick ground, emitting a strange medicinal fragrance.

Qin Yumo stood by the flower bed and her eyes widened in shock when she saw this scene.

She knew that for a Taoist to summon a skeleton, there had to be silver light, a talisman, and spellcasting movements, but this skeleton just appeared in front of her in a flash, without any warning.

She looked up as if to say something, but Lin Mu neither turned around nor stopped.

Chunxing took two steps behind him and said, "Young Master...eat your food properly!"

Lin Mu waved his hand, not stopping in his tracks: "I'll come see you again when I have time."

Chunxing stood at the courtyard gate, watching his figure disappear, then looked down at the acorn in her hand, clenched it tightly, and turned back into the house.

Qin Yumo took two steps forward and stopped at the courtyard gate. Watching Lin Mu's departing figure, she said softly, "You... be careful on the road." Her voice was very soft, as if she were only talking to herself.

Qin Yumo stood there and waited for a while. When she saw that the alley entrance was empty, she turned around and walked back into the courtyard. She stood by the courtyard wall and looked down at the few drops of medicine that had not yet dried on the ground.

She squatted down, rubbed it with her finger, and brought it to her nose to smell. The medicinal fragrance was still there, as strong as if it had just been poured.

She stood up, walked to the large wooden tub, and looked down at the slightly golden liquid inside, which smelled the same as the few drops on the ground.

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Lin Mu, leading the skeletons, had already ridden out of the Sealed Demon City.

The city gate slowly closed behind us, and the horses' hooves clattered softly on the official road.

He turned a corner, left the official road, and entered a deserted wilderness.

It was getting dark, withered grass was bending and standing up again in the wind, insects were chirping intermittently, and no lights could be seen in the distance, only the hazy moonlight illuminating the gray-white ground.

He reined in his horse, dismounted, put the horse into his brocade pouch, closed his eyes, and with a thought, a flash of white light appeared, and with a "whoosh," everything before his eyes disappeared.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already standing in the secret chamber of the Beechlin Mansion.

The flame of the eternal lamp was still burning quietly and steadily.

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The day before, at Beech Palace, in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

The candlelight was bright and the incense was fragrant, but the atmosphere inside the hall was heavier than ever.

The Empress leaned back on the soft couch, holding a newly delivered urgent report in her hand. Her gaze swept over the report line by line, her brows furrowing more and more deeply.

Several female officials knelt beside her, their hands folded on their knees, heads bowed, and no one spoke. Occasionally, the night wind whistled through the pillars outside the hall, as if something was whispering in the darkness.

"The Tree Root Market has been destroyed..." The Empress's voice was not loud, but every word was heavy. "The survivors said that it was done by orcs."

She paused, then added, "Following the commotion of the past few days, all the orcs in the Woma Forest and the surrounding area of ​​Bichon disappeared. Two days later, the Tree Root Market was destroyed. The survivors used random teleportation scrolls to escape and that's how they survived."

She put down the urgent report and tapped her fingers lightly twice on the armrest. "When did orcs learn to rob?" No one answered her. The ladies-in-waiting lowered their heads, not daring to breathe.

Another female official cautiously spoke up: "Your Majesty, there is one more matter. The seal on the Demon Soul Palace... has been broken. The zombies in the mining area are still occasionally rioting, severely hindering the miners' movements, and several mine tunnels are no longer able to be mined normally."

The Empress's fingers stopped. A moment of silence fell over the hall. When she spoke, her voice was calm, yet carried a barely perceptible hint of weariness: "With the tree demon dead, the seal loosened, the Demon Soul Palace was unsealed, the zombies in the mines rioted, and the orcs suddenly disappeared only to suddenly raid again..."

She paused, then said, "This is no coincidence..."

The female officials kept their heads down, not daring to breathe.

Another female official cautiously spoke up: "Your Majesty, I have already gone to check on the Jiang residence."

The Empress glanced at her, said nothing, and gestured for her to continue.

The female official's voice lowered even further: "Lord Jiang Hetang is indeed ill at home, bedridden, pale, and coughing badly. But..."

She paused, "But not a single member of the Jiang family can be seen, only some maids and servants are serving them. A few days ago, the Jiang family was still purchasing supplies for several hundred people. My men checked the front, back and side gates and found no trace of a large number of people coming and going, but I still feel that the Jiang family is empty."

The Empress's fingers remained on the armrest, without striking down.

The hall fell silent, with only the occasional crackling of the candlelight.

The Empress was silent for a moment, then spoke in a calm voice, tinged with a chill: "The purchasing will proceed as usual. Are all the people still in the manor, or have they already left Bichon?"

The female official lowered her head: "Your Majesty..."

The Empress raised her hand and waved it gently, preventing her from continuing.

The female official swallowed back the words that were on the tip of her tongue, took a half step back, and stood with her hands at her sides.

The Empress remained silent, her fingers beginning to tap lightly on the armrest again, once, once, and again. The hall was so quiet that the faint sound of burning candle wicks and the mournful whistling of the night wind blowing through the pillars outside could be heard.

The Empress's gaze fell upon the deep night outside the palace gates, and it was unclear what she was looking at or thinking.

After a long silence, she spoke, her voice calm, as if she had already thought it through: "What about Mengzhong?"

Chapter 215 The Unusual Alliance, the Desolate Bichon

Another female official looked up and said, "The intelligence from Prince An and the commander of the Mengzhong Imperial Guard has been sent back. The Jiang family did indeed arrive in Mengzhong and purchased a large amount of blessing oil. Their behavior was not unusual."

The Empress was silent for a moment, then her fingers began to tap on the armrest again, once, once, and again. "Bich is abnormal, but Mengzhong is normal, with no abnormalities yet."

She repeated herself, her lips twitching slightly—it was hard to tell if it was a smile or some other expression—"normal to the point of being abnormal."

The ladies-in-waiting did not respond. The Empress did not ask any further questions.

"What about Qingyi?" she suddenly asked.

The female official shook her head: "The princess... hasn't written to us for quite some time."

The Empress's fingers stopped. She leaned back on the soft couch, her gaze fixed on the dark night outside the palace gates, and remained silent.

The palace remained quiet for a long time, so long that the female officials thought she had fallen asleep. Then the Empress spoke, her voice carrying a hint of barely perceptible weariness: "Send an edict to Han Zhao to strengthen the defenses of Bich City. Also, send an edict to Meng Zhong to keep a close eye on Shabak and Red Name Village."

She paused, then asked, "What about Bai Ri Men?"

The female official replied, "The Celestial Venerable has already returned to Bai Ri Men with supplies. Upon arrival, he quickly organized a counterattack, and the monster offensive has been effectively contained. The forced march to Bai Ri Men also arrived safely last night."