Bishop's Retirement

Chapter 138 Methods
"All of you are frowning..."

When everyone was at a loss, Bai Luhan who was standing by the side spoke.

But she took a step forward and said, "Instead of worrying about whether to hand over the evil king's legacy, it's better to think about how to save people."

"Master God Catcher has deep inner strength, why don't we pierce the seven veins and use our inner strength to help him force out the poison?"

"You little girl, you can do it!"

Hearing Bai Luhan's words, Aji at the side rolled his eyes, and said, "It's not a profound method to disperse poison through Qimai, how can we not know?"

"If it is an ordinary poison, it is indeed feasible to use this method to disperse the poison."

"But the rotting corpse poison is in Mr. God Catcher's body. This poison rots flesh and blood and damages the Qi meridians. The most important thing is that it doesn't go through the seven meridians at all. Your method of dispelling poison through the seven meridians will not work at all!"

"It's a pity that you still call yourself Haotian Swordsman, and you don't even know this..."

As soon as Aji said this, Bai Luhan's body froze.

She didn't expect that this rotting corpse poison, which sounds like an ordinary name, is actually so powerful.

"Then... there is no other way to cure this rotting corpse poison?"

Shocked, Bai Luhan asked.

"Although the rotting corpse poison is powerful, it is not insoluble..."

At this time, the silent Si Jianming finally spoke: "But the power of the rotting corpse poison is not its toxicity, but its extremely difficult to detoxify. The existing detoxification methods are all labor-intensive methods..."

"Master God Catcher was deeply injured by the cold and cold sword energy of the evil king's thirteenth sword, and the rotting corpse poison entered his body, so it won't last long at all."

"Senior brother...Mu Qianshan must have calculated these things correctly before doing it."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone at the scene fell into silence.

Mu Qianshan's deep calculations and vicious thoughts made everyone helpless.

"Hey, old money fan..."

When everyone was silent, Aji looked at Wang Ye and said, "In this case, you should speak up."

"Say shit!"

Hearing this, Wang Ye rolled his eyes and said, "Mu Qianshan is not an idiot, how could he give you a retreat to detoxify?"

"What people do is to repay the other with the same way..."

"But Master God Catcher saved us, we can't just stand by!"

Hearing Wang Ye's words, Aji spoke.

"I didn't say to stand by and do nothing."

Hearing this, Wang Ye straightened his neck, and said, "I said before, if Mr. God Catcher can't survive this time, I will find Lao Zhang from the Shoucai Shop to make a vermilion lacquer coffin, with paper figures and horses, and chanting scriptures and flags." Not a lot, give him a grand funeral..."

As soon as the words came out, everyone looked at Wang Ye in unison.

Now that the god catcher is still lying on the bed panting, Wang Ye has even thought about the grand burial...

"Hey, you old money junkie..."

At this moment, Aji looked at Wang Ye and said, "Human God Catcher is still panting, and you are thinking about giving someone a grand burial. Isn't this cursing God Catch back to the west?"

"Then what can I do?"

When the time came, Wang Ye asked back: "I'm just an inn owner. I don't know martial arts, and I don't know medical skills. If I want to help, I can only have a beautiful funeral. What else do you want?"

"You kid is so capable, why don't you help God catch the poison?"

"I…"

As soon as Wang Ye said this, Aji didn't know how to answer for a while.

"All right…"

At this moment, Si Jianming took a deep breath and said, "Everyone should leave first, let me be alone for a while..."

While speaking, Si Jianming was extremely melancholy, as if he was fighting a fierce battle in his heart.

Seeing this appearance, everyone shook their heads.

Immediately, they turned around and walked out of the room of the god catcher one after another.

……

Coming out of the room of the god arrester, Wang Ye ordered Aji and Bai Luhan to tidy up the messy hall.

He returned to the room and prepared to rest.

It doesn't matter whether it's a god catcher or Si Jianming.

These things didn't make much sense to Wang Ye.

No matter how difficult this matter is to deal with, it is also Si Jianming's own business, and it is up to him to decide how to choose.

What's the point of meddling with someone who opened an inn by himself?

Thinking of this, Wang Ye shook his head.

This newcomer in the martial arts world is really not as good as the previous generation, even a little fart thing can be earth-shattering...

bang bang bang...

Just as Wang Ye was thinking secretly, there was a knock on the door.

"Treasurer Wang, are you asleep?"

Following the knock on the door, Si Jianming's voice came from outside the door.

I'm so...

Hearing Si Jianming's voice, Wang Ye felt helpless.

Doesn't this grandson need to be alone?
How did you find your room again?

"I slept!"

Thinking of this, Wang Ye said impatiently: "I'll talk about it tomorrow..."

"Shopkeeper Wang, Jianming just thought about it, and felt more and more bored and unstoppable. I want to invite you to have a drink together."

At this time, Si Jianming's voice continued to come from outside the door: "I also ask Shopkeeper Wang to show you face..."

Accompanied by this sound, there is also a fifty-two silver ticket in the crack of the door...

Feeling bored?

Hearing Si Jianming's words, Wang Ye was startled.

Why do these words sound ambiguous?
Could it be that Si Jianming has the habit of breaking Long Yang's sleeves?

Thinking of this, Wang Ye got goosebumps.

"Hi!"

At the same time, he said impatiently to the door: "It's not about money. I've already laid down now. I'll talk about it tomorrow if I have anything to do..."

"Jianming just invited shopkeeper Wang to drink, and has no other intentions..."

Hearing Wang Ye's words, Si Jianming's voice continued: "I also invite Shopkeeper Wang to show you..."

While speaking, there was another silver ticket in the crack of the door.

"Oh, okay..."

Glancing at the silver ticket in the crack of the door, Wang Ye sighed softly: "It's my bad luck to know you kid!"

Saying that, Wang Ye got up and put the two banknotes into his arms, and opened the door at the same time: "Come in!"

The door opened, and Si Jianming walked in carrying a pot of flower carvings.

"My ugly words are up front, drink two glasses and leave quickly..."

After letting Si Jianming in, Wang Ye said impatiently: "Also, I only like Mao Mei, and I'm not interested in men. Don't have other ideas..."

"Yes…"

Hearing Wang Ye's words, Si Jianming responded.

He put Huadiao wine on the table, poured a glass and handed it to Wang Ye, and said, "Just now Jianming thought about it, but felt more and more contradictory..."

"Handing over the Evil King's legacy can save Shenzhu's life, but in the future when Mu Qianshan cultivates the Evil King's Thirteen Swords, he will definitely seek revenge from his master."

"However, if you don't hand in the Thirteen Swords of the Evil King, the Lord God Catcher will be in danger..."

"so what?"

After receiving the drink from Si Jianming, Wang Ye raised his eyelids and asked.

"So Jianming was thinking, is there a way to save the life of Lord God, without handing over the Evil King's legacy..."

Having said that, Si Jianming's voice became low.

"Have…"

Looking at Si Jianming in front of him, Wang Ye said.

(End of this chapter)