Poison Demon Immortal

Chapter 18

Zhang Butcher's Butcher Shop.

"You did a good job." Li Huixiu, who was dressed in black, said with satisfaction, her tone full of revenge.

"When will you come to the butcher's shop?"

"No! You haven't killed enough people." Li Huixiu didn't want to marry Butcher Zhang at all, so she said deliberately.

"Who do you want me to kill?" Butcher Zhang asked.

"A blind man!"

"You mean the blind man from the Zhang family?"

Li Huixiu nodded.

"Okay! But he is the last one. If you ask me to kill someone again, then I will kill you." Butcher Zhang said loudly.

That night.

Zhang House.

The butcher Zhang San climbed over the wall and entered.

This is a very messy small yard, and there are chickens in the yard.

A stocky woman brushes a cauldron in the kitchen.

That Jiuji is the young master of the Zhang family, so he will definitely not live here.

Although the butcher Zhang San was brutal, he didn't intend to kill indiscriminately, as long as he killed Jiu Ji.

The butcher Zhang San quietly left the small courtyard, and soon came to an empty small courtyard.

This is the small courtyard where Zhang Xiaojing lives, now that Zhang Xiaojing has left for more than half a month, the place is also empty.

The last small courtyard is exactly the small courtyard where Jiuji is located.

It was already late at night, and Jiuji had already fallen asleep, so the lights in the two-story attic of the courtyard had already been turned off.

On the first floor of the room, Butcher Zhang found a sleeping maid.

This is the housemaid, who can be used to attend the bed.

That blind man Jiuji has a servant girl.

Can't go wrong...

The blind man who thinks pigs stand and walk should be upstairs.

By the way, the blind man was very interesting, it would be a pity to kill him, but there was nothing he could do.

In order to keep Li Huixiu for a long time, Butcher Zhang had no choice but to kill the blind man.

Butcher Zhang walked up to the second floor step by step.

The room is very dark.

Although it was night, Butcher Zhang could still see some light with the help of moonlight, but this room did not even penetrate the moonlight.

suddenly.

Butcher Zhang vaguely felt a black shadow flash.

puff.

Something flashed in front of him, and then his chest felt cold, as if a dagger had been pierced.

Clang.

The dagger fell.

Butcher Zhang was wearing a thick cowhide coat, which was extremely resilient.

The throwing knife thrown by Jiuji only pierced the cowhide jacket, and could not cause effective damage to Butcher Zhang at all.

"Go to hell!" Butcher Zhang rushed towards the sudden black shadow with the sharp knife in his hand, and the black shadow also repelled back.

Butcher Zhang swung his saber twice, but he didn't even hit the corner of Soi Ying's clothes.

Bang!
The room was so dark that Butcher Zhang bumped into the wooden table, which collapsed on the spot.

Whoosh!
Another throwing knife was thrown out.

This time Butcher Zhang heard the sound and suddenly swung his knife behind him.

There was a crisp clang, and the flying knife was smashed away.

Jiuji's heart skipped a beat, this butcher was able to block his own throwing knives in the dark, and even knock down the wooden table.

Strength is not weak!

Just when Jiuji poisoned the third flying knife again.

Butcher Zhang fell down with a plop.

After being hit by the first flying knife, the tip of the flying knife had already pierced Zhang Butcher's cowhide coat, and the moment it pierced through the skin, the battle was over.

After Butcher Zhang convulsed and fell to the ground, Jiu Ji stood seven or eight steps away from Butcher Zhang, and did not rush forward.

I saw Jiu Ji wiped away the tears on his cheeks with the flying knife in his hand, and then threw another knife towards Butcher Zhang's thigh.

puff!

There is no protection above the thighs.

The half of Jiuji's throwing knife pierced into his thigh.

Zhang Butcher's body was motionless, and it was obvious that he had indeed been poisoned.

"What happened, Master?" The sound of fighting upstairs, especially the sound of the butcher slamming into the table, awakened the maid Xiaocui from her sleep. She came to the second floor in her pajamas and timidly asked what happened .

"It's nothing...Someone rushed up to kill me, but I have already knocked him down." Jiuji admitted generously.

"Would you like to report to the police?"

"There is no need to report to officials about the affairs of the Jianghu."

"Then...do you want me to do something?" the servant girl Xiaocui said proactively.

Jiuji glanced at Xiao Cui unexpectedly, Xiao Cui was showing her loyalty to herself.

Jiuji originally wanted Xiaocui to go back to sleep, but after thinking about it, he said to her: "You have a good ventriloquist."

"Thank you, young master." The maid Xiaocui was a little confused.

Why does the young master say such things?

Xiao Cui licked her lips with her tongue, she was already ready.

"There will be a lot of movement in a while, this guy should wake up." Jiuji said calmly.

"Hmm..." Xiao Cui's voice was like a mosquito, but she was complaining in her heart.

It turns out that men are all the same, they like to perform in front of outsiders.

"Stand right behind me, imitating other people's voices, and ask who sent this butcher?" Jiuji confessed.

"Ah..." Xiaocui suddenly realized, it turned out that the young master was talking about this ventriloquist.

"Whose voice do you imitate most like?"

"Um... I imitate Han Yuer's voice the most like the master's, and I haven't practiced the voice of other people much." Xiaocui replied.

"You still imitate the master?"

"Um……"

"You imitate a sentence."

"My son, Jiuji, is so terrifying." Xiaocui's hoarse and heavy voice came out, which was exactly the same as Zhang Xiaojing's voice.

"Uh... then you can ask in the voice of a master."

"Ok."

"Wait...let me think about it."

Jiuji, who was about to strike the knife, stood there and thought for a moment.

"How about it... I'll teach you when the fat man wakes up later, you go get a mat first."

"I'll go right away." Xiao Cui immediately agreed, and then she groped in the dark to fetch a single mat from downstairs.

Jiuji turned the unconscious Butcher Zhang over so that he lay on the mat.

Then he stepped on Butcher Zhang's back, and stabbed Butcher Zhang's right foot joint with the ox-eared knife that Butcher Zhang himself had brought. After stirring the tip of the knife and stabbing again, half of the ox-eared knife went into the ankle... …

blood flow...

The hamstring in my right foot broke...

Jiuji had never killed a pig before, so the method of picking off the tendons and tendons was relatively rough. Anyway, he just inserted the knife into the joints of the bones, and then stirred them for a while.

The butcher's martial arts cultivation is obviously not as good as that of the Plague Taoist.

So far, Taoist Plague is the only one who can speak after being poisoned by the mind-eye poison.

Jiuji cut off Butcher Zhang's tendons and tendons, and then stabbed his eye socket with a sharp knife, gouging out a pair of his eyes.

After doing all this, Butcher Zhang's blood flowed out, covering the entire mat, but this guy still didn't wake up.

There is no way...

Only on the antidote.

Jiuji fetched his own chamber pot from under the bed. The chamber pot was empty, but there should still be some stock in it, after all, it hadn't been washed yet.

A drop of golden liquid.

It poured into Butcher Zhang's bloody eye sockets.

Butcher Zhang twitched all over and regained consciousness instantly.

The moment his consciousness took over his body, Butcher Zhang felt the incomparable pain of concentration.

"Ahhh..." Butcher Zhang uttered a scream, and he rolled over with all his strength, turning over like a salted fish, changing from a prone state to a lying state.

Then Butcher Zhang exerted force on his waist and sat up.

At this time, his hands and feet could no longer move, and now he has really become a salted fish.

(End of this chapter)