Yellow Springs Inn (Bai Fan) Chapter 7: Death

"Extremely likely."

Sitting on the grand teacher's chair on the left, King Wulong nodded slightly, and analyzed rationally: "If I'm not mistaken, the whole thing should be arranged by someone behind the scenes."

"And the woman in red you met tonight definitely did not appear by chance."

"Yeah."

I also nodded with great interest, with an expression of approval on my face.

"Grandpa Wu, listen to Grandpa's analysis before going out. The poisoning of Ma Laosan is very likely to be related to the Gu masters of the Yinli Sect back then. I don't know what you think?"

"Yin Glass School?"

Wulong King's complexion sank when he heard the words, and he glanced at Qinghong with his eyes like torches. It also became a little condensed.

Seeing his face become so ugly, Qinghong's heart also trembled inexplicably, wondering if he just said something wrong?

Qinghong also knew in his heart that the Wulong King was the one who defected from the Yinli Sect's Gu master camp back then.

If it is really unfortunate that the words are true, then the Ma Laosan incident should only be a trigger for the Yinli Sect to start revenge on Zhu Youyin and Yang Tianshi.

After being silent for a while with a gloomy face, Wulong King suddenly raised his head and sighed inexplicably, and smiled wryly to himself.

"Life is a lifetime, and the grass and trees fall in autumn. What should come will always come, so let's face it with a normal heart."

Then, without waiting for Qinghong, who was full of doubts, to answer, the Wulong King asked again: "Qinghong, I see that there seems to be a gloomy breath in the corner of your eyebrows and eyes. The disaster of blood and light."

"What is it recently, it is clearly now!"

Qinghong immediately complained full of complaints: "When I was called by the woman in red for the first time, I couldn't help but turn around and take a look. If she is really a ghost, then I guess the two hands on my shoulders now The Yang fire has been extinguished by her, and when the Yang Qi is damaged, do you think there will be a dark breath on my forehead?"

"No no no."

Wu Longwang repeatedly waved his hands and said: "Based on my ability to observe the world for more than 20 years, I can clearly see that the three true light and sun fires on your body are very strong, and there is no sign of being blown out by the red woman. So you don't have to worry about it!"

"No?"

Qinghong was overjoyed when he heard the words, and hurriedly asked: "Don't people of the older generation often say that if they are called by name when they are walking at night, and they turn around to observe, they will be blown out of their yang fire?" Is it?"

"Why did I turn around today but nothing happened? Could it be that the woman in red is not a ghost?"

"No, the problem is with you."

The Dragon King Wulong talked calmly and eloquently: "Every disciple who practices Zhuyou's thirteen subjects of secret arts will have an ancient witchcraft blessing on his body, and ordinary ghosts dare not come close."

"What's more, you should have the magic weapon that Zhu Bianque gave you, right?"

"As far as I know, your grandfather Zhu Bianque has hidden a lot of good things over the years!"

"Even though the female ghost in red is a typical representative of fierce ghosts among the many lonely ghosts, she dare not provoke you easily."

"If you forcibly get close to you, you may still be shocked by the magic weapon on your body, not to mention that the girl in red tonight must be a ghost after all, maybe someone with ulterior motives pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is not out of the question. "

"So you can rest assured that your Yanghuo is still very bright, and there is no sign of it going out."

"However, you still have to be careful in the near future. From the perspective of my guide in the underworld, the gloomy air between your eyebrows will affect your fortune for at least half a month!"

"I see."

After cautiously nodding to the Wulong King, Qinghong's heart suddenly resounded with his grandfather's irrelevant words before leaving the door.

Presumably he also saw the gloomy aura between Qinghong's brows, that's why he gave those Five Emperors Coins for self-defense.

Of course, it is also fortunate that Grandpa has the foresight, otherwise the woman in red that I met on the Qingshiban Road tonight would have been enough to drink a pot of Qinghong.

"Hmm..."

Just when Qinghong and Wu Longwang were talking happily, Ma Laosan, who was lying on the ground with his eyes closed, suddenly groaned in pain.

Looking up at the place where he was lying, he found that his hands and feet started to tremble again.

But this time the trembling was obviously more exaggerated than when it was in the pharmacy, and the rapid twitching posture almost had a tendency to surpass the shat's mania.

At the same time, his facial expression also became abnormally distorted, and his pale face seemed particularly painful.

"Grandpa Wu, is Ma San suffering from poison?" Staring at Wu Longwang's still calm face, Qinghong asked a little uneasy.

"It's epilepsy."

Wu Longwang responded without thinking, and then muttered to Qinghong again: "Since my old partner Wang Zijian drove the crane back to the west, I have no helper in this Huangquan station."

"Now that Ma Laosan was sent to Huangquan Station late at night, it is obviously not an accidental incident~IndoMTL.com~ If I rush to save him, then it is very likely that I will encounter a sneak attack or plot."

"But if you don't make a move again, Ma Laosan may miss his last chance to survive..."

"Alas..."

Speaking of this, the Wulong King suddenly paused, and sat on the grand master's chair and sighed.

Judging from what he said, it is obvious that people from the Yin Glass Sect are secretly planning this matter.

Considering his behavior of defecting from the Star Demon Sect back then, it is reasonable for people from the Yinli Sect to come to him to settle accounts with Qiu Hou.

So the only concern of the Wulong King now is that he is worried about being attacked by people from the Yin Glass Sect lurking in the dark when he is curing diseases and saving lives.

Thinking of this, Qinghong gritted his teeth, patted his chest and swore: "Grandpa Wu, I was also a timid person at first, but since I bumped into what happened tonight, I have no choice but to sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman." Already."

"If you don't dislike my low level of yin and yang skills, then let me stay and do my best for you, what do you want?"

"Of course."

Wulong King was overjoyed when he heard the words, his previously gloomy face finally relaxed a bit, and an intriguing smile crossed his face.

"Qinghong, I'm just waiting for you to express your opinion!"

"Hey."

Thinking that he would one day be able to fight side by side with the legendary Wulong King, Qinghong couldn't help laughing and said: "Grandpa Wu, if there is a powerful enemy coming later and you can't resist it, don't worry about it." Blame me, a junior, for my poor cultivation!"

"Impossible."

Wu Longwang shook his head resolutely, and vowed: "Qinghong, you don't have to be so arrogant."