sword sentient beings

Chapter 55 Fermentation
What was overlooked?

Tang Zhao bowed his head in meditation, and recounted tonight's events from beginning to end.

Isn't the assassination on the martial arts arena too... child's play?

This kind of two people fighting first, attracting attention and attracting three people to watch, and joining forces to attack by surprise is actually an ancient trick, that is, a kind of "immortal jump", a common trap in the world.

Tang Zhao is not familiar with martial arts, but he is no stranger to Jianghu.The Sui family class is running in the rivers and lakes, running in the rivers and lakes where good and bad people are mixed up and deception is rampant.Although Uncle Sui is only a theoretical school, he may not be the fastest to react when it is his turn, but he can figure it out immediately when he has doubts.

But even if he didn't figure it out, would the assassination succeed?
The chances are there, but not that high.

One of the most important things about this Immortal Dance is surprise, and the second is to bully more and less. Although two people are more than one, there are still so many people in the square.Missing the first hit, Tang Zhao ran into the crowd, and it was not difficult to get out because of the dim light at night.

Furthermore, the preparations were not sufficient. Poisonous needles are certainly useful, but wouldn't it be more convenient to have a dagger in a sneak attack?The two of them didn't even have a white sword. Isn't this too hasty?

Moreover, after Tang Zhao escaped, he took a sword and only moved his hands a few times. The two of them didn't rush forward and gave up. They just said a few insipid words and ran away. Isn't this more child's play?

If you say that this is a three-shot shot with dates or no dates, you don't expect results, but the poisonous needles have come out, don't you want to startle the snake?
Hitting the grass... startled the snake?
Yes, he thought, the weirdest thing was the voice at the beginning.

Shouting, it's not so much a shout, it's more like... Attracting attention?
I was going back to my room at that time.

so……

Tang Zhao withdrew his hand to open the door.Backhand wrapped the palm of the hand with the cloth strips torn from the skirt, so as not to touch the inner and outer door frames, carefully opened the door, ventilated first, then took out the wormwood that he carried with him, lit it on the spot, blew out the open flame, and threw it inside.

The house was filled with smoke and the smell was pungent.The surrounding grapeyard disciples all frowned when they smelled it.There were also smart people who saw his handling and nodded secretly.

After the wormwood was smoked for a while, the smoke cleared a little, he entered the door, lit the candles first, and sprinkled the realgar everywhere.

After waiting for a while, the smell of realgar and wormwood made the room untenable, and still no big spiders appeared. Tang Zhaofang took the magic weapon, held a candlestick in one hand to light it up, and used the magic weapon to turn the furniture little by little in the other hand. Mainly bedside and bedding.

There is nothing special inside the quilt, and looking at the pillow, it seems to be white.

Tang Zhao's eyes were really not very good, the candle was dim, and he couldn't see what it was, so he had to put on his glasses again to take a closer look.

Under the pillow, condensed with thin spider silk.

Sure enough, it was poisoned.

It is better to hack Tang Zhao to death in public than to fight with open flames, or let him be poisoned to death silently.

Apparently someone sneaked into Tang Zhao's room just now to administer medicine. Tang Zhao came back at an untimely time, and the people inside had no time to retreat. His two accomplices acted accordingly, yelling to attract attention, and covering the accomplices to take the opportunity to leave.

Tang Zhao figured this out, and secretly laughed: Do you want to be in my house without anyone noticing?I'm afraid you are delusional.

As long as it is poisoned, there will be traces.

There are colorless, odorless, and traceless poisons in this world, but most of them are precious things.And most of them need to be taken orally or infected with wounds if they want to be effective quickly.

If you want to die when you touch it, die when you touch it, colorless and odorless, persist for a long time, or even have no entity, then it is basically the level of the legend of the world. How can a mere student from the Black Spider Villa be qualified to use it?Not even the person who gave them the poisonous injection.Otherwise, there would be no living people in the Jianghu.

Tang Zhao carefully scraped off the poison and put it in a vial to preserve evidence.Little disciples don't need evidence for conflicts, just have an excuse to do it, but what if a big shot wants to see it.

Then roll up the entire quilt and set it aside.

The bed is too high or low, but fortunately he has a place to sleep.

Now he wants to know, who actually poisoned his room?
Hades can't see them, so the little ghosts have to be caught one by one, right?

Fortunately, this is not difficult, no need to guess, just see.Because he still has eyes.

But before that, he had to prepare some gifts.He had an idea a long time ago, which was especially suitable for the old man.

"Thorn-"

The oil pan was rolled over, and the white noodles rapidly expanded, turning into a golden fried dough stick.

Tang Zhao saw the timing, scooped up the fritters with one chopstick, and served it to Ping Jiangqiu with green eyes.

Ping Jiangqiu wished he could grab it, reluctantly waited, and swallowed it with his ruthless iron mouth.

clack clack-

The crispy fritters make a crisp sound when bitten off, and the aroma of noodles and oil is overflowing, making people greedy.

Tang Zhao is not greedy, the oily smoke is so heavy that he is full.

"It's delicious, you still have a way, no matter how I fry it, I can't taste it."

Tang Zhao fiddled with the deep-fried dough sticks and said, "Actually, my deep-fried dough sticks are not so bad. It's just that you don't have living things here, so it's naturally sterile. The yeast is dead, so there's no way to ferment it. Of course, you can't fry fluffy and delicious fried dough sticks. So you only need After fermenting outside, take it in and fry it.”

He came up with this idea when he saw yogurt in Guan Lei's place. The reason why he didn't take yogurt was because it was easy to store. Maybe the old man also had it here.But he didn't believe that Ping Jiangqiu would store fermented raw noodles.

Ping Jiangqiu gave a thumbs up in his busy schedule: "It's wonderful. Knowing what it is and knowing why it is so is indeed the seed of reading."

Tang Zhao sighed, he was no longer a scholar, and he didn't have a single book, so he couldn't get a book for the time being, so he thought of a way to fry fried dough sticks to see if he could borrow a book to read.

It seems that the effect is good.

Ping Jiangqiu ate five or six deep-fried dough sticks in a row before he said, "Ah Tang, you put so much effort into frying deep-fried dough sticks because you want to know who invaded your room?"

Tang Zhaodao: "How can I spend so much time on a small problem? After being taken care of by you these few days, I was thinking about what gift to bring you, and I just happened to think of it."

This is the truth. It is impossible to say that Tang Zhao didn't send a gift with the intention of befriending this great swordsman, but if he said that he prepared a gift specifically for a certain benefit, that would be too utilitarian.Tang Zhao couldn't do such a thing at his age.

More of it is pure gratitude. Although Tang Zhao is ignorant, it is very difficult to guess the storage time of the jar. Even Ping Jiangqiu cannot have much storage.The simplest thing is that this is storage and not creation. Wool comes from sheep. These times must have existed before, and they were saved from other places and stored in them before they can be released later.It cannot be extended indefinitely.

Ping Jiangqiu released time jars continuously, which is definitely considered generous, and Tang Zhao was grateful.He wanted to thank the old man, but he had nothing to repay. The only thing he could do was to find a way to make Ping Jiangqiu happy.

Ping Jiangqiu gnawed on the fritters and said: "I saw the person, and I can draw a picture for you, but why bother? Just kill all the suspects."

Tang Zhao lost one of his grips, and a deep-fried dough stick fell back into the pot. He hurriedly fished it out again, and it was a little burnt: "How many people will you have to kill? Don't you always believe in perfection and safety?"

Ping Jiangqiu said sternly: "It is absolutely foolproof. If you encounter a big danger, you must hide and protect yourself. When you encounter a small danger, you must prevent it before it happens. Uproot the source of the danger as soon as possible, so as not to develop into a big one. Danger."

Tang Zhao couldn't help but said: "You can eliminate the danger like this? Isn't this just looking for trouble? A small matter is forced to become a major event? You should tell me who it is, and I plan to make an example."

Ping Jiangqiu snorted and said, "What do you know? I lived so big and survived because I was cautious enough. Young people always have illusions in their hearts, and they will understand after suffering." Pointing casually, paper and pens fell from the sky, and he volleyed With one grip, you can manipulate the pen to write and draw on the spot.

Tang Zhao is not surprised either, Ping Jiangqiu is the ruler in the jar, he can do anything.

While manipulating the paintbrush, Ping Jiangqiu said: "It doesn't matter how you deal with these small troubles. It's the easiest way to kill them all. Anyway, someone will take care of you, so you don't have to worry about getting rid of it. You can also prescribe the right medicine. Fine operation can practice how to behave in the world." The ability will come in handy in the future. But the most important thing is to be alive after ten days. It’s hard to find a boy who is still satisfactory, and it will be gone in ten and a half months, and my old man will be sad."

Tang Zhao said with emotion: "Yes. Time flies so fast, two-thirds of it has passed in a blink of an eye."

Ping Jiangqiu said: "How are you preparing? Are you confident? Are you nervous?"

Tang Zhao said softly: "How should I put it? I have tried my best and encouraged myself over and over again, telling myself to be brave. But when the time is approaching, I am still afraid. When I lie on the bed at night, I will think wildly and feel sad for no reason. I even commit suicide due to depression, sometimes have nightmares, and get up in a cold sweat. I feel better when I wake up in the morning, because practicing martial arts is very hard, and I don’t have the energy to think so much.”

"As for preparation, I haven't slacked off this month. It seems that I have learned a lot, but I still feel that it is not enough. Thinking about it for myself, I have not learned much, and there are loopholes everywhere. Confidence is sometimes lacking, and most of the time it is still lacking. The more knowledge The more you know, the more you know the world is vast, and you feel like there are three thousand weak waters outside, and there is not even a drop in your pocket."

"Anyway, the time limit is getting closer and closer, and I already feel like running away. I didn't regret anything before, but now I have some regrets. I can't calm down now, and I will feel uncomfortable when I calm down. I have to practice more and work hard so that I don't think too much. Maybe I’m still a fragile person, right? Maybe I’ll break down on the battlefield?”

This is what he said in his heart, a confession he took out from the deepest part of his heart.

He never said these words to anyone, he couldn't tell anyone in the Black Spider Villa, he couldn't talk to Guan Lei, Xing Ji couldn't even see his face, and Wei Changle and Tang Zhao felt it was their responsibility not to bring negative emotions to everyone. he.

He is also a strong person, he does not want people to notice any sadness and discomfort, even if he takes the initiative to say ten points, he only gives three points, it is rare to confess himself like this.

It may be that the jar is a paradise, as if he is not in the world, which makes him extremely relaxed, or it may be that Ping Jiangqiu cries and laughs without any worries, and his innocent behavior infected him, so he can open his heart.

Ping Jiangqiu heard this, and suddenly shouted: "Isn't this a crime?"

He jumped up, full of air, like an inflated ball.

Then, for some reason, the ball leaked a bit, and he sank a little more.

After a while, he pulled his beard and sighed, and said, "Ah Tang, let me tell you a few words. The first thing is that it is normal to be anxious, sad, unable to eat and sleep well when encountering things. It's not surprising. Don't talk about life and death, even if it's an exam in the academy, how many people can't sleep. Don't think that you are weak and useless, and don't think that others are calm and composed. As long as you are human, how can you not be nervous? It’s just that some people pretend to be good. Think about it yourself, if you didn’t say it yourself, wouldn’t you pretend to be good in front of people? They are not as good as you. At least I can say that at my age and so many years of experience , I confirm that you are a strong, sincere and brave boy."

Tang Zhao said with a sneer, "Not anymore."

Even though he said that, he let out a breath unconsciously and was comforted.

Ping Jiangqiu went on to say: "Secondly, don't hold back too much, you will get fat if you keep holding back."

Tang Zhao said "Oh?", Ping Jiangqiu patted his stomach, and said: "Look at me, I used to be brave and didn't say anything, as if it was very face-saving, and I made myself a big fat man." Then I figured it out, I should cry, I should smile, and I feel much happier."

Tang Zhao thought to himself: But you haven't lost weight, have you?

Ping Jiangqiu said: "If you are tender-faced and feel that you are going to collapse, come to me. Cry if you want to cry, roll if you want to roll. I will not laugh at you, and I will accompany you. Come, cry"

"..."

Tang Zhao said awkwardly, "I can't cry."

Ping Jiangqiu said: "There is no rush this time. Anyway, you can do what you want here. Besides... I don't say that you also know this truth. It is better to ask yourself than to ask others. If you are anxious, learn more and practice more. Improve more. You have to jump high enough, what hurdles can't you jump over?"

Tang Zhao nodded. Of course he knew this truth, and he never relaxed, but he never felt that it was enough.

Ping Jiangqiu shouted loudly: "Go, play your tattered palm technique full of flaws again."

(End of this chapter)