Poison Concubine Space: The little peasant girl conspired against him

After appeasing the five brothers, Yunjiu was afraid that the detoxification pill would not be very effective, so he took a little of the burned black mist to study it.

While they were busy, there was a black figure quietly walking towards the sacrificial altar carrying a black bag.

When he was about to get closer, a strange light burst out from his eyes. Just as he was about to open the black bag, his black hand like a dead branch was strangled by a big hand.

"What do you want to do?" Mo Jie asked.

The dark shadow with a masked face glared, slipped out a dagger from the sleeve of his other hand, and decisively shot at Mo Jie.

Mo Jie ducked back a little.

He threw the contents of the black bag onto the sacrificial platform with his backhand. A live gray rabbit was about to land on the platform, and the sacrificial platform became restless.

But it suddenly stopped in mid-air, and the sacrificial altar emitted a hoarse cry. The sound sounded like anger, sadness, ferocity, bloodthirsty, and longing... As the sound fell, it seemed that countless ghosts wanted to break through. Sacrifice table.

They crave fresh food and blood.

Seeing the live gray rabbit and so many people right in front of them, they desperately wanted to...eat them.

The shadow man was very angry when he saw this, his eyes were fierce, and he wanted to push Mo Jie over.

Mo Chi grabbed his hand with his backhand and pushed the man back with more force than he did. Fearing that the other party would cause trouble, Mo Chi pulled the man away from the sacrificial altar.

The shadow man's wrist hurt, and he wanted to scratch Mo Chi's hand with a dagger.

Mo Chi suddenly stopped the hand holding the dagger with his other hand, squeezed it hard, and the dagger fell to the ground. He took the opportunity to twist the two arms of the shadow man behind his back, and kicked his legs like a rainstorm at the same time. On the shadow man.

"Ah ah ah..."

As soon as Mo Jie took action, the shadow man could only scream.

A kick hit the shadow man's tail spine, and he couldn't even scream in pain.

Mo Chi dragged the man in front of Chu Jiushi like a dog to death.

Chu Jiuyan was concentrating on deducing the formation and had no time to pay attention to a little mouse.

Jin Youhan assisted from the side and was also deducing, but the more he deduced, the more difficult it became.

Seeing that his face was as pale as paper, and he was in pain as if he would die at any moment. Wen Zhu, who had always admired his senior brother, was extremely worried. A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Jin Youhan's mouth. His heart skipped a beat and he grabbed Jin Youhan violently. hand, "Elder brother, let me come."

The senior brother is already miserable enough, he wants to help.

Jin Youhan pushed him away, "You're not good at studying, so you can't help."

Wen Zhu, "..." This is irritating.

He's not that bad.

Jin Youhan frowned, "Go and watch. No one is allowed to approach the sacrificial altar."

"Oh." Wen Zhu got the order and immediately went to help.

But Mo Jie didn't need any orders from his master, so he arranged for people to guard him. When Wen Zhu led people there, he felt like he was just making up the numbers.

Just make up the numbers, it's better than doing nothing and just waiting for the prince and princess to protect you.

Outside the circle of ghost guards, there was another layer of people from the priest's palace surrounding them.

Finally, Yunjiu's lips curled up with satisfaction. Considering that there were too many people, she could only use her mental power to refine elixirs in the space. No matter how many elixirs could be produced in one furnace, she threw in all the medicinal materials she could find in the warehouse.

Next is the matter of the Fortune Cauldron.

Yunjiu breathed out, seeing that some people couldn't bear the poisonous mist and fell to the ground vomiting blood. As they vomited, the blood turned from red to black.

He vomited and vomited, and suddenly he lost his breath.

Yunjiu bit her finger. She had spiritual spring water that could delay the poison, but she had already taken out so much. Taking it out again would be equivalent to putting herself in danger.Especially there are people from the hidden tribe here.

She is not alone. She cannot be willful or merciful.

Unable to avoid being too hot-headed to pretend to be the Holy Mother, Yunjiu turned away and studied the sacrificial altar.

She didn't mean not to save them.

"Quick, give me the antidote."

Seeing someone dying, some people were so panicked that they grabbed B Yao's hand and tried to snatch the medicine from her.

B Yao kicked the man's knee, which shattered the man's kneecap.

Mo Shun saw that there was a bit of chaos here, so he led his people forward, "Our detoxification pills are free. If you want to grab them, grab them. Anyone who dares to cause trouble will not get the detoxification pills."

"We don't mean to rob you. Big brother, please hurry up. We can't hold it anymore. If you are too busy, we can help." Liu Song said hurriedly.

Even if Meng Shoumo's blue brocade uniform is slightly dirty, it can't stop his dignified and proud aura. He has never bowed his head to anyone except his family.

After listening to Mo Shun's words, he only listened to the first half, "I can pay and give us five hundred antidote pills first. How much do you want?"

"Ha, you are still a rich young man. Well, since you say so, we can't look down on you. Five hundred gold, so you should give me 500 million taels of gold first. Do you have it?"

Meng Shoujun's face darkened, 500 million taels of gold, "You, who would go out and bring so much gold with you?"

Mo Shun's eyes were filled with burning sarcasm, "There's no way to issue an IOU."

"Little brother, I owe you an IOU." A bearded middle-aged man listened to their words and intervened at the right time.

"Okay." Mo Shun smiled and asked someone to write him an IOU.

Ah!
The master had no intention of charging these people, but they were stupid enough to rush to issue IOUs.

With the bearded leader taking the lead, others came to pay IOUs and receive elixirs and spiritual spring water.

Seeing that the elixir and water were getting less and less, Liu Song became a little anxious, "Young Master?"

Meng Shou gritted his teeth and nodded. He really brought too many people and couldn't ignore them.

After getting the confidence, Liu Song rubbed his hands and stepped forward with a smile, "Brother, we are also willing to issue an IOU and give me five hundred pills."

Before Mo Shun could speak, Liu Song obediently handed over the IOU he had written earlier.

Mo Shun smiled, "Okay, hand over the IOU in one hand and the elixir in the other. We still have food and water here. If you want, you are welcome to write an IOU."

Liu Song thought, "Do you really have extra food and water?"

"Yeah, but the price is a bit expensive."

"It should be, it should be, no matter how expensive it is, we are willing to buy it." With food and water, it is a new world for them. "Is it okay to write an IOU? I write, I write."

Liu Song snickered, he was willing to write 1 IOUs.

These people are from the secular world and will never be able to reach the land of the hermit tribe in this life. Will the IOUs he wrote become useless paper soon?

These people seem smart, but I didn't expect them to be so stupid.

Liu Song smiled like an old chrysanthemum and happily allowed Mo Shun to raise the price. He wrote 10 taels of gold and bought a thousand steamed buns. As for water, it was more expensive than the steamed buns, 100 million taels for a water bag.

Liu Song, that idiot, thought others were stupid, so he asked for five hundred water bags in one go.

Mo Shun asked the Jiawei to give steamed buns to those who gave them steamed buns, and water to those who gave them water. Everyone would make money.

Mo Shun led everyone here to make a lot of money, and the antidote for Yunjiu was also made and handed over to Yi Yao. (End of chapter)