Mountains and rivers are in her palm

The guy held the chopsticks in one hand and the bowl in the other, with fear in his eyes.

This may seem like a small amount of food, but the dose inside is enough to poison more than half of the people present.

The buddy's hands trembled more and more.

There is suspicion in Ge's eyes: "What's wrong?"

The buddy swallowed: "I ate in the kitchen before serving, and I can't eat now..."

After these words, Congge's eyes changed accordingly.

Yan Wanqing leaned on the chair with Erlang's legs crossed, and the cattail fan in his hand was swinging leisurely: "Are you full, or are you afraid to eat?"

Hearing her words, the man was terrified, and immediately knelt on the ground and trembled, and the bowls and chopsticks in his hands fell in response, and the dust fell on the ground, making him inedible.

He knelt on the ground: "Madam, please forgive Madam, my little hand trembled for a while and I couldn't hold it steady."

"Congge, serve him a bowl of soup. This dish can't be eaten, so it's okay to drink some soup." Yan Wanqing narrowed her peach blossom eyes, and said slowly with a smile, she has to be a wife of a wealthy family. human gesture.

The helpers of the entire inn frowned.

I thought this was a rich and talkative lady, who knew that she liked to torture people just like those rich people.

This buddy is really miserable.

got caught.

Everyone cast a sympathetic look at the guy kneeling on the ground.

Today is miserable.

Why are your hands shaking?

At this time, Cong Ge put a bowl of soup in front of the guy: "Come on, after finishing this bowl of soup, I don't care about disturbing our wife."

"Soup, the soup is a bit hot." The guy's face turned pale, and he forced out an unnatural smile.

Just as Cong Ge was about to speak, Yan Wanqing spoke again.

"It's okay, you can drink it after the soup is cold."

As time passed by, the guy's face became more and more embarrassing, as if his whole body had been drained of water.

Finally, there was no trace of heat in this bowl of soup.

Congge's tone was cold: "Can you drink?"

The buddy's eyes wandered, and he wanted to repeat the same trick, but Cong Ge directly held his hand down.

She scolded in a cold voice: "Come here, hold him down. If this bowl of soup falls on the floor again today, you are the only ones to ask!"

The soldier was very strong, pinching the guy's neck, while the other one pinched his jaw directly and poured a bowl of soup into it.

The scary side happened!

That fellow who was originally lively and lively, was lying on the ground convulsing all over, foaming at the mouth!

"He—what's the matter with him?"

The shopkeeper who was watching the theater at the side originally just wanted to calm things down, thinking that Yan Wanqing was troubled by a waiter because she was pregnant and her heart was not going well.

But who would have thought that after pouring this bowl of soup, this guy turned into this appearance, without tossing a few times on the ground, he became silent.

The shopkeeper crawled to his side, trembling, and put his hand under his breath.

"Ah!" The shopkeeper cried out in horror.

"Die, die!" He pointed at the soup on the table: "There is something wrong with this soup!"

Cong Ge's eyes were cold: "Take down everyone in the inn!"

Of course, the owner of the inn was the first to be forced to kneel in front of Yan Wanqing.

The shopkeeper was so frightened that he burst into tears.

"Ma'am, ma'am! I don't know this little one, even if I have 1 guts, I wouldn't dare to add peacock gall to this vegetable soup!"

A small bottle of peacock gall is enough to poison the fish in the entire fish pond, and there are three big bags in this meal!
The guy struggled and twisted, and the soup he poured down might not even be enough for a mouthful.

Just as the soup went down his throat, he died instantly.

Then they searched out the remaining packages of poisonous powder from the buddy's arms, a whole three of them!
"Ma'am! Ma'am, peacock gall is very expensive and difficult to buy, and the small ones can't be bought!" The shopkeeper felt that this matter was really aggrieved. He was sitting at home, and the disaster came from the sky. It was a steady profit business, but there was a life lawsuit as a result.

The guy died, and the lady was almost killed.

Looking at the soldiers wrapping the three floors of the inn, it must be the wife of some general's mansion in this battle.

The more the shopkeeper thought about it, the more frightened he became. On a hot summer night, he was about to pass out for seven days.

Yan Wanqing was not afraid at all, she continued to shake the cattail fan, gently fanning away the mosquitoes: "Who cooked these meals?"

The shopkeeper heard: "Yes! That's right! This rice is cooked by the rice cook, where is she?!"

The cooking lady took off her apron as early as the guy was carrying the food out, and got into the bamboo forest through the hole in the fence of the inn.

She also has a daughter, and she doesn't want to give her life here.

The cook ran out frantically along the woods, as if there was a scourge behind her, but the whole inn was under Yan Wanqing's control. As soon as she stepped out of the bamboo forest, she was caught by the soldiers and brought back.

Under the moonlight, dim yellow lanterns were hung under the eaves made of bamboo, and white moths slammed into the lanterns frantically, making crackling noises.

The cooking lady seemed to be fished out of the water, and she was lifted by her shoulders and slipped in front of everyone as if she was facing a big enemy.

As soon as the shopkeeper saw her, he knew the ins and outs of the matter.

"It's you, right! This peacock gall was made by you!"

"I treat you well, and your salary is doubled. Why do you fight against me like this!"

The shopkeeper stepped forward and grabbed the cooking woman's neck with both hands, pinching the cooking woman and rolling her eyes.

Seeing this, the soldier hurriedly lifted his foot and kicked the shopkeeper away. The shopkeeper rolled on the ground twice and cried out.

The cooking lady breathed a sigh of relief, and was forced to kneel in front of Yan Wanqing.

Yan Wanqing looked her up and down, and Pu Shan pointed to the dead fellow who couldn't be more transparent.

"If you don't explain clearly, this is what will happen to you."

The cook doesn't want to die.

She is still concerned about the Light God Sect.

So she moved her knees a little forward, and immediately raised her hand to block it: "Just kneel here and say it!"

The cooking woman's voice was choked up, and she looked a little pitiful.

"It is true that we did this poison, but the mastermind is someone else. Madam, we have nothing to do. They are all poor people. That person threatened me with my daughter and said that if I didn't follow through, he would kill my daughter. I really I was forced to do nothing!" She cried out.

"Who is that person you are talking about?" Yan Wanqing was unmoved.

Looking at her noble face, the cooking woman knew that she was not an ordinary person. She felt uneasy and told the matter.

"It's a lady from the Light God Sect." The cook said.

"Miss?" Yan Wanqing raised her eyebrows.

"Yes, everyone calls her Miss Song."

Surname Song?

Thoughts flashed across Yan Wanqing's eyes.

"Song Ning?"

As soon as the words came out, the cook nodded repeatedly.

Speaking of Song Ning, the entire Guangming God Sect is not afraid.

She has been dead for more than 20 years and has been staying in the ice coffin all the time, but now she is alive. This incident makes everyone feel terrified.

"Miss Song Ning is not in good health, so she likes to take out her anger on us servants. If she doesn't like her a little bit, she will scold her. Sometimes when she is in good health and can get out of bed, we are even worse. It's difficult, so my daughter falls into her hands, I have to do whatever she asks me to do, I really have no choice, ma'am..."

Lying in the ice coffin for more than 20 years, the body must be bad.

Just according to Song Huaxu's narration, Song Ning is a kind-hearted woman, how could she do such a cruel thing?
Is it really because they were resurrected and the people of the underworld returned to the underworld, so they were contaminated with the hostility of the underworld?
"Do you want to live?" Yan Wanqing looked at the cook and said word by word.

As soon as the cooking woman heard that she could live, she immediately nodded and said, "Madam, just give orders!"

"You go back to the Light God Sect now and tell Song Ning that your mission was successful." She gave Congge a look.

Song immediately took out a red medicine jar and poured out a pill.

"This is a poison no less than peacock gall. If there is no antidote within ten days, you will die suddenly and your body will turn into a puddle of blood." Congge stuffed the pill directly into the cook's mouth: " Do your job well, and come to me to get the antidote when the time comes."

The cooking lady ate the poison, said yes repeatedly, then scrambled and crawled into the night and left.