Who Let Him Cultivate Immortality

Chapter 22: Who says there is no poison for the skin?

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After being hit in the face, Butler Zhang spun around to avoid the attack, but he still couldn't figure it out. The poison he gave Tao Yaoye was his masterpiece, and countless monks had died in hatred because of it, so how could it be ineffective

Tao Yaoye did not answer. After confirming that the parrot was indeed Miss Shang's, she became alert.

Everyone in the village knew that there was a talking demon bird flying around. If the Shang family had sent someone to look for it, they would have found the parrot, and all these things would not have happened later.

The Shang family's actions are against common sense, there must be something wrong!

In addition, Miss Shang's attitude kept people at a distance. It didn't seem like she was chasing them away. Instead, she was saying that the Shang family was in danger and urging them to leave quickly.

A lazy voice came from behind, answering for Tao Yaoye: "Wendao Sect's introductory course "One Thousand Eight Hundred Common Poisons and Antidotes", do you want to take a look?"

The poison that Steward Zhang is so proud of is a joke in the eyes of the Wending Sect. No matter how good you are at making poison, can it be as strong as the poison made by my Danding Peak

Butler Zhang turned around suddenly and found Lu Yang leaning against the door frame with an ancient sword in his arms, looking at him with a smile.

Butler Zhang realized that Tao Yaoye was not the prey, but he was.

He asked in a deep voice: "How did you find me?"

He didn't feel that he had been exposed. The Shang family was all under his control and no one leaked the secret.

When Shang Yuan and Lu Yang were talking in the room, he was worried that his spiritual sense would be detected, so he eavesdropped instead, and thus learned that Lu Yang and the other two were disciples of the Wendao Sect.

But at that time, Shang Yuan did not reveal his identity.

Butler Zhang has very good hearing, even writing and drawing cannot escape his ears.

Lu Yang smiled and said, "Do you know what the parrot said in the village?"

"What?"

"It said 'Who are you and where is Zhang Guanjia?'"

"At first we thought the parrot was looking for Zhang Guanjia, but later we found it was just repeating itself. At that time I was wondering, Zhang Guanjia doesn't travel around the world, so where did the parrot hear this sentence from?"

"Is it possible that the parrot didn't ask 'Who are you and where is Zhang Guanjia?', but 'Who are you and where is Zhang Guanjia?'"

Lu Yang thought of a scene:

Twenty days ago, Miss Shang accidentally discovered that Butler Zhang's identity had been replaced by someone, so she asked in horror, "Who are you, and where is Butler Zhang?" She then knocked over the bird stand, scaring the parrot away. This was the last sentence the parrot heard, so in the tailor shop, facing Huang Xiangzheng, the parrot repeated this sentence.

Perhaps it was because the parrot's pronunciation was not standard, or perhaps Huang Xiangzheng's first reaction was Zhang Guanjia, with whom he had the most contact. In any case, the parrot's words became "Who are you, and where is Zhang Guanjia?"

Butler Zhang was furious. He didn't expect that it was the stupid bird who could only repeat himself that ruined his plan.

If I had known this, I should have killed it!

Butler Zhang was not new to the underworld. Facing the two men surrounding him, he laughed loudly: "I am in the late stage of foundation building. If I want to escape, can you stop me?"

Tao Yaoye was a little anxious. If Butler Zhang escaped, she would have to report it to the sect and let the senior brothers and sisters handle it. It was still unclear whether they could track him down.

This made Tao Yaoye feel somewhat embarrassed. She had completed two tasks, but she didn't expect an accident to happen during the third task.

Lu Yang was still calm and composed, which made Butler Zhang feel uneasy: "Have you ever thought that if you can poison us, we can't poison you?"

Butler Zhang relaxed after hearing this and said disdainfully, "I thought it was something else, poison. What use is that to me?"

At this point, Butler Zhang's skin became loose, just like a snake shedding its skin, with the flesh and skin separated. The shed skin revealed a complete human figure, standing in the middle of the room, with empty facial features, staring at Tao Yaoye, which made people feel creepy. The skinless body fell to the ground with a thud.

Painted Skin Ghost.

Tao Yaoye looked solemn and understood why Butler Zhang said poisoning was useless.

Poison always targets the body, to be more precise, the internal organs, muscles, and meridians. Butler Zhang is a painted skin ghost, his true body is just skin. Who would poison the skin

And how could there be a poison specifically targeting the skin? At least Butler Zhang has never heard of it

Lu Yang will.

Just as Butler Zhang was about to show off his body, he was horrified to find blisters the size of green beans growing on his feet. The skin was peeling off layer by layer. The chickenpox was swollen, painful and itchy, and would break if scratched. Butler Zhang just rubbed the ground a few times and a thick yellow liquid flowed out.

"What, what is this?!" Butler Zhang's tone was somewhat horrified.

Butler Zhang has never encountered such a thing before. When has he been poisoned

"beriberi."

"What?" Butler Zhang thought he had heard it wrong.

"Do you think I'm just chatting with you about family matters? No, I'm waiting for you to get sick."

"I knew you would come to look for Tao Yaoye, so I left a poison that can cause athlete's foot in this room!"

Butler Zhang’s face turned pale.

Tao Yaoye's face turned dark.

Lu Yang smiled grimly and approached Butler Zhang step by step, shocking Butler Zhang so much that he stepped back and sat down on the ground.

"You, how did you know I was the Painted Skin Ghost?!" If he didn't know in advance that I was the Painted Skin Ghost, how could he have poisoned me so specifically!

The most important thing is that Butler Zhang has never heard of any Painted Skin Ghost getting athlete’s foot!

Now his feet were itchy and he was almost crazy. He even thought of cutting off his feet. This forced him to use most of his energy and magic power to suppress the poison, making it impossible for him to escape.

Suddenly, Butler Zhang’s eyes blurred and Lu Yang disappeared out of thin air.

"How is that possible!" Butler Zhang's eyes were about to burst with anger. Lu Yang had just established his foundation. Even if his body movements were exquisite, he could not escape his eyes.

"It's an illusion!" Butler Zhang suddenly reacted and rolled over to leave the spot.

Unfortunately, it was too late. A cold light suddenly appeared, as fast as thunder. A thin line started from Butler Zhang's forehead and ended at his hips. Lu Yang retracted his sword, and Butler Zhang was cut into two. The broken end was as smooth as a mirror.

"Well done." Lu Yang gave Tao Yaoye a thumbs up.

Just now, Tao Yaoye used the Thousand Illusions Umbrella to make Butler Zhang fall into an illusion. The illusion was not perfect. Butler Zhang had been in the underworld for many years and could see through it with a little bit of distraction.

What Lu Yang wanted was this moment of stunnedness. He drew his sword, chopped vertically, and put the sword away, all in one go.

The Painted Skin Ghost is known for being weird and not good at defense. When he met the most powerful swordsman, and he was distracted and had no power to resist, it was natural that the outcome would be decided in one move. There was no suspense at all!

The Painted Skin Ghost's advantage disappeared the moment Lu Yang discovered its identity.

The Painted Skin Ghost couldn't believe it and stared at Lu Yang, his mouth opening and closing. One could vaguely make out that he was asking: How did you recognize my true identity

Tao Yaoye looked at Lu Yang, she also wanted to know the answer.

Lu Yang said nothing, and swung his sword again, cutting the Painted Skin Ghost into four pieces. He poured spirit wine on it, lit it on fire, and the Painted Skin Ghost burned into charcoal while wailing in pain.

Who knows if this ghost thing has any backup plan? Kill it first and then explain it slowly.