Li Sui's hands were very cold, as cold as a piece of ice chiseled directly from the ground. Zhu Yanyin rubbed the red half of his face, and suddenly realized that he had been in the room for so long, but the other person's body was still wet, as if there was no extra body temperature to use.
Fengming Mountain has many trees, and the night is already cold. With such a large piece of ice next to him, Zhu Yanyin couldn't help but shiver. Li Sui looked at the disassembly diagram of the Tiangong knot again, and after memorizing all the secret doors, he crumpled the diagram into a ball and said, "You can go back."
Mr. Zhu stood up in a flash and ran faster than a dog - at least faster than the dog that fell ill after eating the fish. He disappeared in an instant.
Li Sui: “…”
As night fell, the entire Fengming Mountain became quiet.
There were not many guests in the inn, and the waiter was happy to have some free time. He closed the door early and lay down behind the counter to take a nap.
The candlelight in the guest room flickered slightly, and the wind blew out a hideous, swaying shadow.
Li Sui was closing his eyes and regulating his breathing. His cold wet hair was like a cold snake, winding around his shoulders. He felt uncomfortable, as if a heavy object was pressing on his chest while he was sleeping. He had continuous nightmares, his heart ached dully, and his breathing was slow and labored.
With a "bang", the door was pushed open heavily.
The wind blew in.
Li Sui opened his eyes coldly, a flash of dark red in his eyes.
Jiang Shenglin held a bloodstained black robe in his hand and asked anxiously, "Are you poisoned again?"
Li Sui said: "Yes."
Jiang Shenglin felt that he would be pissed off to death by this man sooner or later. No wonder when Second Master Zhu came, he showed up in a half-damp robe. He was not taking a bath, but was clearly using ice water to quench the poison in his body. So he sat down on the bed and said, "Didn't I tell you that this method is fine to use once or twice, but you are not going to use it as a bathhouse. Do you want to live?"
Li Sui replied: "Yes."
Jiang Shenglin felt a tightness in his chest: "I want you to not listen to me?"
Li Sui turned a deaf ear to him, yawned, got out of bed barefoot, and poured himself a cup of herbal tea.
Jiang Shenglin shouted angrily: "Put it down quickly!"
After a while, the waiter, still half asleep, ran to the kitchen to boil a large pot of hot water for the guests to make brown sugar ginger tea.
It was so warm that Palace Master Li felt so depressed and uneasy that before daybreak he was holding a long sword and walking around the inn with an "I want to kill someone" look on his face, scaring the chickens so much that they didn't even dare to crow.
The sky gradually brightened.
Everything is normal in Chuiliu Academy.
The two servants continued to enter the empty house one after another. About half an hour later, they came out one after another and left in a hurry.
Li Sui flashed in very quickly, knocked twice on the corner of the wall, and quickly opened the entrance according to the disassembly method of the Tiangong Knot.
The light in the dark passage was dim, and there was a faint smell of medicine. It was okay at first, but it became more and more pungent and strong as you went deeper. Even if you held your breath, you could still feel the sour, bitter and strange smell lingering around. Li Sui frowned slightly, and his ears caught a slight sound, like metal dragging and colliding.
A large house was carved out in the middle of the tunnel. Further ahead, there should be many secret ventilation passages, which could have caused the torches around the walls to flicker.
There was a large vat in the room, filled with a foul-smelling thick black liquid. A gray-haired man was sitting in the vat with his eyes closed, his whole body bound with iron chains, which were stretched tight and locked to the wall nails, making him unable to move at all.
It seemed like some kind of martial arts torture, but upon closer inspection it was not, because the servants standing around all had their eyebrows lowered and their expressions were respectful, not like they were guarding prisoners. There was also a stick of incense burning next to the big vat, emitting curls of green smoke. When the last piece of incense ash fell, a servant immediately whispered a reminder: "Master, the time is up."
The man opened his eyes, and three servants came forward, untied the chains on him, and helped him out of the vat.
The water waves swayed. Taking advantage of this brief moment, Li Sui raised a palm wind and swung it in the air. Immediately, a string of water droplets condensed into a thin line and was carried out of the bucket. Like a dart, it silently passed through the air and fell into the porcelain bottle in his hand.
It's the martial arts world's unique skill called "Dragon Sucking Water". Some people have practiced it for a lifetime, but in the end they can only make a bucket of water ripple around.
Li Sui practiced for almost three hours.
The so-called talent is so unfair that it makes people feel angry.
The man's steps were weak, and he was helped to lie on a large bed next to him. He panted like a cow and soon fell asleep. The servants were busy wiping his body and changing him into clean clothes. No one spoke during the whole process, and they only communicated with their eyes. It was unclear whether they were dumb or puppets.
…
In the inn, Jiang Shenglin was having a meal. There was a table full of chicken, duck, fish and meat, which he ate meticulously and carefully.
Doctors are all particular.
The only ones who don't care about that are the evil ones.
Li Sui pushed the door open and threw the porcelain bottle in his hand. Jiang Shenglin hurriedly caught it and asked, "What is that?"
"There is an old man who is about to die taking a bath in the dark room of Chui Liu Academy." Li Sui said, "This is his bath water."
Jiang Shenglin lost his appetite. You really know how to pick the time. Why don’t you stay in the tunnel for a while longer, at least until I finish my meal.
Li Sui asked: "What is it?"
Jiang Shenglin opened it and smelled it: "It looks like there is python saliva, a highly poisonous substance, is it used for bathing?"
"He doesn't look like a serious old man." Li Sui said, "Go get some paper and pen first, and draw it to see if anyone recognizes it."
Jiang Shenglin held out hope: "You draw?"
Li Sui said: "Of course it's you."
Jiang Shenglin felt bitter. Why "of course" it was me? I'm not a painter and I can't paint.
Li Sui was displeased: "When you were painting the red sky in Jincheng before, weren't you very skilled in drawing with great care?"
Jiang Shenglin tried to reason with this person. He painted Chi Tian in Jincheng because the Wulin League issued a bounty order that was thought up by a dog brain, fooling a large number of people into ambitiously looking for the devil. In order to reduce their danger, the less the portrait looks like Chi Tian, the better, so as to avoid a head-on collision with Chi Tian. Who can't draw a ghost painting that doesn't look like Chi Tian? How can it be the same as it is now
Li Sui slapped the brush and ink in front of him: "Draw!"
Jiang Shenglin: My liver hurts.
Li Sui recalled: "He was about fifty years old, with gray hair, and looked hunched and ugly."
Jiang Shenglin: "I thought I only needed to paint my face, why is there a hunchback and a wretched figure?"
Li Sui looked at his painting and criticized it: "The eyes should be bigger, the nose is not right, what the hell did you draw?"
Jiang Shenglin: “…” I don’t get angry when others get angry, I don’t get angry when others get angry, I don’t get angry when others get angry.
Ultimately, the painting was not completed. Firstly, it was because Palace Master Li's description level was worrying, and secondly, Doctor Jiang's painting skills were just so-so. He could draw a ghost with a green face and fangs, but when he drew a wretched old man, it still looked like a ghost with a green face and fangs.
Jiang Shenglin suggested: "Otherwise, find a painter in the city."
Li Sui frowned: "What if the news leaks out?"
"That's easy." Jiang Shenglin said without hesitation, "After the painting is finished, you kill the witnesses."
Li Sui looked up at him.
Jiang Shenglin took a step back to avoid having his head stuck into the inkstone: "Just a joke, why are you looking for a painter? We have a ready-made one in the Zhu Mansion." The calligraphy, painting and poetry of the Second Young Master Zhu are well-known in Jiangnan and even in the entire Dayu Kingdom. Is he afraid that he can't paint an old man
Li Sui nodded: "You go."
"Are you going just like that?" Jiang Shenglin reminded, "Last time, in order to find him to solve the Heavenly Knot, I gave away all my valuables. It's not right to ask someone to do something for you empty-handed. Do you have any valuables?"
Li Sui opened the cabinet door and threw him a square box.
"What's this?"
"Twelve-link crossbow."
Once the mechanism is pressed, twelve poisonous crossbows can be fired continuously, each of which can penetrate a thick stone slab. It is rare in the martial arts world, but it is often used when two armies are fighting. It can often kill the enemy with a bloody mist and brains flying everywhere. Of course, if you use it carelessly, you can also kill yourself with a bloody mist and brains flying everywhere. Jiang Shenglin sighed: "This gift sounds very suitable for a weak and powerless nobleman from Jiangnan!"
Li Sui: “…”
Jiang Shenglin threw the twelve-link crossbow back to him: "Forget it, let me take care of it."
Inside the Zhu Mansion, Zhu Yanyin was also painting, painting landscapes, birds, and summer flowers all over the yard.
As soon as Jiang Shenglin entered the room, he thought, what a coincidence! It's God's will, it's great!
…
Half an hour later, Mr. Zhu was taken to the inn again.
There was already a pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table. He picked up the pen and asked, "What does it look like?"
Li Sui continued, "His hair is gray, he is in his fifties, and his body is shabby and hunched."
Zhu Yanyin roughly sketched a few lines on the paper: "Is that so?"
Li Sui nodded: "Yes."
Doctor Jiang, who was holding a cup of tea and preparing to watch the show, was stunned. Is this possible
Zhu Yanyin painted very quickly, with almost no corrections or waste paper. In less than an incense stick of time, he had already sketched the appearance of the old man in the jar. His fingers were slender, and he would roll up his sleeves when painting, revealing a dazzlingly white arm.
Li Sui nodded: "That's about it."
Zhu Yanyin breathed a sigh of relief: "Yeah."
He was curious and wanted to ask who this person was, but he didn't dare to. He just washed the wolf hair brush carefully, took out a small box of ointment from his sleeve, dissolved it in water, soaked the tip of the brush in it, turned it over a few times, and then took it out to dry.
Doctor Jiang, who has also been writing for many years, said: So there is such a step
Li Sui glanced at him with a mischievous look.
Jiang Shenglin: Don’t think that I can’t tell you are smiling just because you have a blank expression on your face. What are you smiling at? Haven’t you also never seen the world of Jiangnan
He stood up and said, "It's getting late. I'll take the Second Young Master home first."
"No need to see me off. My carriage is downstairs." Zhu Yanyin tidied up the table, stole a glance at Li Sui, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.
Jiang Shenglin guessed his thoughts and said quickly, "When the weather is fine, we will go to the empty valley outside the city and let Palace Master Li show the Second Young Master a powerful set of boxing skills."
Li Sui: “?”
Zhu Yanyin said "hmm", and left happily with full of expectations.
Li Sui looked unhappy: "Speak!"
Jiang Shenglin said confidently, "You don't have anything valuable to show off, so you can only show off your martial arts skills. It just so happens that Mr. Zhu is also interested in the martial arts skills in the dialogue book, so you can show him a few moves. It's not a big deal anyway, and if you make him happy, he might be able to use them in the future."
Li Sui: "Get lost."