Бездомная собака в моих мыслях

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Hmm! Although they are highly skilled in martial arts, they are quite muddle-headed. They may not be a match for "Lang Bei" when it comes to fighting, but they are no match for thinking. All five of them combined are no match for even one of "Lang Bei". It would be unreasonable for them not to be caught.

She had a pretty good impression of the Five Heroes of Qi Yun, finding them rather silly and amusing. Besides, they had helped her and the great hero at the Three Realms Temple; she had to find a way to save them…

But those who are "colluding with each other" definitely know me, so I can't take any risks!

Zhu Huihui crouched behind a tree, stroking her chin as she pondered. Her arm accidentally brushed against her waist pouch, and she felt something dig into it. Reaching inside, she found a few pieces of candy, some odds and ends, and a small box. She paused, remembering that it was the one the Snake Envoy had given her to deal with "Ashan" when she encountered her at Xifeng Mountain. She had forgotten about it afterward because of so many things, but it had always stayed in her waist pouch.

Zhu Huihui opened the box and found it mostly filled with colorless powder. She sniffed it but found it odorless. What good stuff could that vixen, the Snake Envoy, have given her? Relying on her strong stomach and immunity to poison, she dipped her finger in it and tasted it. The tasteless and odorless powder dissolved instantly in her mouth. After examining it for a while, she noticed several herbs that could disorient and invigorate the mind. She figured it wasn't poison, but more likely a sedative or a sleeping potion!

She held the small box for a while, a cunning smile gradually appearing on her face, and she had made up her mind.

In this village of Qingfengya, a strange disease has been inherited for generations. Once the male villagers turn thirty, their hands, feet, and bodies begin to tremble uncontrollably, and they generally do not live more than three to five years. However, the women do not suffer from this disease, so most of the work in the village is done by women, and life in the village is very difficult.

The villagers believed that the disease was a punishment from heaven for the villagers' evil deeds. However, not long ago, the husband and wife passed through the area and discovered that the problem seemed to lie in the village's feng shui and soil.

With the heart of a parent, the doctor and his wife had been staying in the area for many days to investigate the cause of the illness and alleviate the suffering of the people. After Zhu Huihui's injuries and illnesses improved, she often accompanied her wife to the village and became very familiar with the villagers. Her daughter, Zhu Huahua, was fostered in the village chief's pigsty and was involved in a pig-related affair.

Zhu Huihui made up her mind and dared not go directly towards the tea stall. Instead, she took a long detour and circled around to another road. There was a melon field by the roadside. She glanced at the melon grower's hut and, seeing no one around, casually draped a patched-up coarse cloth coat hanging on the wall over herself. She also put on a tattered straw hat for sun and rain protection. Spotting a pair of rain boots under the bed, she immediately grabbed them and slipped her feet, which were already wearing blue cloth shoes, into them. They were still a bit too big, so she tore two handfuls of cotton from her tattered socks and stuffed them in, finally making them just right.

He placed the bamboo basket on the melon patch, covered it with a handful of melon leaves, picked a basketful of plump, ripe melons, squeezed the juice from the melon leaves, and haphazardly wiped his hands and face with the yellow soil before walking towards the back of the teahouse.

The teahouse was made of bamboo and had relatively open walls. Although she approached from behind, how could she hide it from the martial arts masters? Several people turned around warily and saw that it was just a thin farmer delivering melons, so they ignored him.

The plump woman who owned the tea stall looked at her with surprise, but before she could say anything, she was pinched on the buttocks.

“Sister-in-law, it’s me!” Zhu Huihui whispered in her ear.

The plump woman recognized her but didn't understand what she was doing, and exclaimed "Ah!"

Zhu Huihui lowered his voice and said in a rough tone, "I'll take care of things here. I picked a few melons, you can wash them and give them to the guests!" As he spoke, he stuffed a basket of melons into the plump woman's arms, frantically winked at her from under his straw hat, and then pushed her a few steps toward the well a few feet away from the shed.

The plump woman was completely baffled. She looked at the customers in the teahouse, then at Zhu Huihui, and then at the plump melon in her arms. Despite her doubts, she finally went to fetch water to wash the melon.

Those martial arts practitioners assumed the skinny farmer and the plump woman were a couple and didn't care.

Zhu Huihui followed, shaking a large pot of sweet wine that was suspended in the well by a rope and chilled, and whispered, "Sister-in-law, my wife wants me to wait here for a patient. This person is very proud and doesn't want others to know about his condition, so you should bring the guest some melons and sweet wine, and don't say anything. Go back to the village first, and don't let anyone know. I'll take care of things here!"

That lady was highly respected in Qingfengya for saving lives and distributing medicine. Fat Sister's only son had been bitten by a poisonous snake the other day, and it was she who saved him. So when she heard that it was the lady's order, although she didn't understand, she just opened her mouth and nodded without asking any questions.

Zhu Huihui pretended to wipe the well water off the outside of the kettle with her clothes. As she turned away, she opened the lid and poured the entire box of medicine given to her by the snake envoy into the kettle. Her hands were so slippery that not only could the people in the teahouse not see her, but even the plump woman beside her didn't notice. This kind of homemade sweet wine, used to quench thirst, had a very weak flavor, and the medicine powder was odorless and tasteless, dissolving instantly in water. No matter how cunning their scheme, it would be difficult to detect!

I helped Fatty carry the melons and ice wine to the tea stall, and took a peek at Qi Yun's five big, clumsy guys.

It was nearly noon, and the sun was blazing. They were left out in the sun, scorching and wilting. Flies, attracted by the smell of blood, swarmed around them, and the five of them had to shake their heads and shoo them away. Unfortunately, their mouths were gagged with cloth, and although they were gurgling in their throats, they couldn't utter a single word.

Zhu Huihui felt a lot of sympathy, but she pretended to be an ordinary person who was both afraid and curious, and dared not meddle. She hid to the side and pretended to tidy up the firewood drying in the garden.

The plump woman placed the melons and wine on the table, then turned and walked towards the village, while the group of people ate melons, drank wine, and chatted happily.

Zhu Huihui was even happier than they were! Those bastards finally drank the wine! Now, her only wish was that the medicine given by the Snake Envoy would be effective; it would be best if it killed them, but if not, it should at least knock them unconscious…

While stacking firewood, he listened attentively, and the conversation of those people clearly reached his ears.

A thin Taoist priest with a whisk tucked into his back said, "Brother Chen, sister-in-law, this time we have five fools as hostages, so we no longer have to worry about being chased by those from Jietianshui Island and Fengxue City!"

"That's right! We've been bullied terribly by them lately. Luckily, the brothers came to our rescue, otherwise my wife and I would have been in deep trouble!" It was Chen Yilang's voice. "Come on, brothers, have a drink. My wife and I are here to thank you!"

Everyone raised their glasses and drank together. Another burly man with a knife at his side laughed and said, "Brother Chen, what are you saying? What matters to my elder brother and sister-in-law is what matters to us brothers! There's no need to be so polite."

Chen Yilang laughed and said, "Second brother is absolutely right. I've been too polite!"

The Taoist priest asked, "Speaking of which, Brother Chen, you've always been cautious in your actions, so how did you manage to offend the two great families of Jietianshui Island and Fengxue City all at once?"

Chen Yilang said indignantly, "It's all because of that stinky woman who offered a huge reward for the head of Young Master Xuese of Maple Snow City. I don't care about the gold and silver, but I heard that the bounty also includes the Pangu Heavenly Book. Who in the martial arts world wouldn't be tempted by that manual? I never expected to get nothing but trouble instead of the reward. Not only did I offend two great families, but that damn Heavenly Book is a complete fake. She just tricked everyone into risking their lives for her!"

The Taoist priest comforted him, saying, "My brother and I were outside the pass at the time, and by the time we received the letter, it was too late. Otherwise, even knowing that Young Master Xue Se was not someone to be trifled with, we would have gotten involved and provoked him!"

Zhu Huihui's heart skipped a beat when she heard Feng Xuese's name.

In an instant, a carefree figure filled my small heart, with that cool face and warm eyes...

These past few days, she had often thought of Feng Xuese, but whenever the thought arose, she would forcefully suppress it in various ways, unwilling to think about it deeply. Now, however, the words of these people immediately brought her back to the Sanjie Temple on that stormy night. Recalling the scene of herself clinging to Feng Xuese's back, the two of them, one blind and one lame, charging through enemy lines in the rain, she couldn't help but feel a little lost in thought.

At this moment, she kept thinking about how almost a month had passed since she left. Where was the hero now? Had his eyes been healed? Had he missed her as much as she missed him…

Suddenly, a sweet laugh brought her back to her senses, but she had already missed a large part of what was said.

Song Xiaobei clenched her fist and playfully punched Chen Yilang lightly, laughing, "I knew it! The 'Three Fiends of Xuan Yin' brothers are unparalleled in martial arts. With the help of the three of you, there's no enemy we can't defeat! These five troublesome fools were taken down in no time by the three of you!"

Although she was beautiful, she and her husband usually robbed and plundered, so she naturally had a bit of the heroic spirit of a woman from the underworld. But somehow, when she said this, her cheeks were like peach blossoms, her eyes were like dripping water, and her voice was so sweet and seductive that it melted people's bones. It was extremely hot and alluring.

Chen Yilang and the "Three Fiends of Xuan Yin" were both stunned. Suddenly, their lower abdomens felt hot and swollen. With a "drip", the dark-skinned man's saliva dripped down and landed on the table.

Everyone felt a little awkward, but the Taoist priest coughed and defused the situation, saying, "The weather is so nice today, haha, hahaha!"

"Yeah! That's great! That's fucking great! Haha!" Chen Yilang chuckled dryly a few times. He wondered to himself, why does my wife look so good today?

The pale-faced young man with dark circles under his eyes was the first to recover. He coughed and said, "Speaking of which, the weather today is indeed very nice—"

Suddenly, she leaped out of the window, and a silver makeup needle, about a foot long, silently pierced Zhu Huihui's brow.

While listening to the conversation, Zhu Huihui had unknowingly walked very close to the window. Now, caught off guard, there was no way to avoid it—in fact, with her skills, even if they told her where to stab, she wouldn't be able to dodge it—in shock, she leaned back, and her tattered straw hat rolled far off her head, revealing a beautiful and refined face. Although she was terrified and her face was covered in dirt, her natural beauty was still undeniable.

The silver needle followed closely, already piercing the center of the brow, but suddenly stopped.

However, Zhu Huihui's brow was already pierced, and a small bead of blood seeped from her skin, like a cinnabar mole. After a pause, the bead of blood slid down her delicate nose, leaving a thin red line, not gruesome, but adding a touch of allure to her pretty face.