Parasitic Cultivator, I Know Everything

It's noon.

The sun is hanging high here, and the autumn wind is blowing, making all the tourists feel sleepy all the way, and lose a third of their minds on work.

Outside Jingde City, and around Taoshan Mountain, there is a Pinglou restaurant, but the business is booming and there are constant calls.

Although there are no merchants in this place, it is because it is at the foot of Fusheng Mountain, so many monks and their families live here. In the end, they put together a small town.

There are thousands of permanent residents, and the cost of food and clothing is not small. And 30 miles away is Jingdecheng, which is convenient.

"Shopkeeper! Come and serve a good pot of wine, don't be too polite, my son is going up the mountain today, and he can be regarded as entering Xianmen! Haha!"

The pot-bellied store owner, who wore a high hat and had a long beard, was also happy when he heard the words, and replied politely.

"It's amazing. If Ling Lang can reach the peak today, he will be able to make a fortune in the future. In time, he can achieve a fairy journey. Come on, let's serve the distinguished guests quickly!"

When recruiting people in Fushengling, they never pick them, they just don't dig a town. Muyun is so big, as long as he turns two more laps, it will take a year or two.

In this way, in the eyes of most people... this Fushengling is not considered a sect of 'fun and fishy'. Being able to enter here is naturally a great deed to be happy!

The little two on the side had quick eyes and quick hands. He threw the towel on his shoulder, leaned over and took out a bottle of white and long-mouthed jade pot from the cabinet.

"The guest officer is lucky, this wine is from my shopkeeper..."

There were bells and whistles, but no one noticed that two tourists were entering the store right now.

They were wearing black robes, each with two hands, each holding a roughly wide sack and looking around.

"Brother An, I asked around a while ago. There are no other restaurants nearby. Why don't you just fill your stomach here and get some dry food before you go on the road?"

"Well, that's very good. The road behind is inconvenient, and it's not very convenient to find a place to rest."

The two reached a consensus and looked at it a little.

They leaned against the door and sat in a relatively quiet corner. Before beckoning, the little Er who saw it came forward and laughed twice.

"The guest officer is here..."

"Let's eat some food, more meat and less vegetarian food, make some old wine, and eat a lot... By the way, get some dry biscuits that are easy to bring, and prepare them. We will take them away later."

One person wiped the table with his sleeves, and the other person was reticent, making this young man speechless. He knew that the two were not easy to deal with, and quickly retreated.

After a while, the wine and food came to the table.

The red bowl comes with a white porcelain substrate, and the smoked fish and bacon move the index finger.

A jar of old wine weighing more than ten kilograms was served on the table, and one person raised his hand to seal it, and the smell wafted away immediately, making everyone around him smell the smell of alcohol and stare at it.

Old wine, old wine, unless it is crafted, it cannot be of high quality. Most of them are some strong grains that have been brewed and finally immersed in the strong substances. This wine is not fragrant, but it has a good mouth and a brain, and it is most pleasing to the laborers.

And these wines are usually not on the table.

It's just that the two of them have been "working hard" for a long time, and now they are even more hungry, and they are not particular about it.

In a short time, I was full of wine and food. The two copied the bakery's freshly baked pancakes, settled the account, and immediately got up and left.

There were only a few mortals who were still scrutinizing, and said in a low voice at this moment.

"These two people have great appetites. About seven or eight people's weight, they made a clean one in a short time!"

"Hey, don't look at what people are carrying? Maybe it's just out to find working laborers. But the smell of wine just now... seems a bit strange, isn't it a new product from the store?"

"What's the difference in the taste of old wine? At most, it's whether the millet is fresh or not. For a small business, can he still mix water with it?"

One thought it was reasonable, nodded and said no more.

It was a figure who had been hiding in the back kitchen for a long time. At this moment, he focused slightly and flashed sideways.

He didn't act in a hurry, mixed in with the crowd, but just hung behind the two figures in black robes, like a hyena that had fallen behind its prey.

After a while, the two went out of town. When they fell between the mountains and forests, they didn't stop, just let go of their hands and feet and started to hurry.

Their bodies flickered, and they roamed through the mountains and forests, rushing from dawn to sunset, and finally stopped and found a flat place to settle down.

Among them, they also opened the sack and checked the situation inside.

"This container can't hold up anymore."

"Then let's change the foundation to contain it, Brother An, get ready..."

After some familiar operation, one living person turned into fly ash, and the other unlucky person was attached to his upper body.

Now it is the end of the month, and according to the time, it is around nine o'clock into the night.

As far as the physiques of these two people are concerned, it is completely out of the question to continue on their way. After all, monks don't have to be afraid of mountain worms, tigers and leopards, and naturally they can save a lot of time.

It's just that now...

One's face changed slightly, he pressed his waist and his voice was a little lower.

"Brother An, I suddenly feel... a little unwell."

The sudden whisper made the other person stunned for a moment.

He just opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he also felt that his throat began to tighten, making it difficult to breathe.

"Uh... yes, questions?"

The two exchanged glances for a moment, and they immediately had an answer.

It may not be an accident that only one person has changed. But both of them are experiencing discomfort at the same time, it can only be a trick!

"Take the medicine!"

The two of them didn't respond slowly. They still had the antidote distributed by the organization in their pockets. His tone was anxious, but he was not anxious. Just because a monk has a special physique, ordinary drugs... For them, it's only half the effect.

In this day and age, using poison to repair repairs can only do twice the result with half the effort.

"Someone attacked us?"

"It should be, but I don't know when... the restaurant at noon?"

There were traces of hot sweat on the two of them, and it was like steam rising at this moment.

This is an act of running qi, roaming the whole body, and finally replacing the qi and blood, evaporating the toxins in it.

They were muttering words, and at this moment there was still some room for relaxation. There is even a leisurely joke to adjust the mentality.

"Brother An, you said... When will that person show up?"

"It should be soon, the poisoner should have seen our appearance. If we look like this, he must be in the arms of that person. Don't relax, wait for that person to show up later... Give him a slap. of!"

This poison is not strong, but now it just makes them feel a little weird. So there is still room to calculate, but...

And as the starting party.

Wang Hao had absolutely no intention of appearing.

He was even hanging a mile away, and was rushing on his way at this moment.

This man's face was as usual, without any urgency at all.

At this moment, his hands flicked slightly, and he kept muttering something.

"TMD, you can run for an afternoon after drinking this stuff? Is it really superhuman..."

Poisoned?

This method is really good.

It's just Wang Hao's... It's not poison in the usual sense.