The Elixir is for You, The Poison is for Me

#809 - Now that you have seen the true God, why don’t you kneel?

Discovering that the newcomer was Han San, the shopkeeper straightened his back and angrily pointed at Han San's nose, scolding, "So it was you, kid, who was playing tricks behind my back!"

At this moment, Han San closed his mouth and stopped speaking.

Lu Jing, who was beside him, added, "Earlier, I saw someone leaving a mark on the west side of the gate. The location of that mark was quite hidden. It was obviously the work of someone from the Kongmen. Generally, the meaning of this kind of mark is to tell other brothers on the road that this place has been targeted, and others should not try to profit from it."

Lu Jing was not a member of the Kongmen, but he had a master who traveled around for many years escorting goods. Zhang Sanfeng, of course, knew all the ways of the Jianghu and taught them to Lu Jing when he was in Wujiang City.

In addition, Han San was outside the door just now. Although he had tried his best to hold his breath, Lu Jing's ears still caught his faint breathing.

So Lu Jing knew early on that the person outside the door was not some Brahma.

Seeing that the other party dared to show up, he went directly upstairs and captured him.

Speaking of which, Han San's martial arts skills were also very poor, not even up to par. When Lu Jing slapped him, he realized something was wrong and withdrew most of his strength, so he didn't kill Han San with one slap.

The shopkeeper became more and more angry as he spoke, "Han San, it's one thing for you to be a thief, but how can you now be involved in murder and robbery? That's more than twenty lives! How could you, you bastard, do it? And among them was the always benevolent and charitable Mr. Wen! His family of four, along with his daughter who was less than six years old, all suffered your poisonous hands! It's really a sin!!!"

This time, Han San finally raised his head again, "Shopkeeper Feng, you can't talk nonsense. It's true that I came to your store to steal things, but I haven't killed anyone, let alone harmed Mr. Wen's family."

"You're still quibbling! If you didn't kill those people, who did?" Shopkeeper Feng said, going to find something handy to hit Han San with.

"How would I know? Anyway, I just came to steal from you, and I didn't even succeed," Han San said, putting on a posture of a dead pig not afraid of boiling water.

"You're lying! You must have heard about the strange things that have happened in the Western Regions recently, and you thought you could pretend to be a ghost yourself and make a fortune..." Shopkeeper Feng was about to continue speaking, but at this moment, there was another knock on the door.

This time, everyone was no longer panicked. Shopkeeper Feng even directly sent a waiter to open the door for Yan Yun.

However, the waiter was still cautious and asked one more question when he reached the door, "Are you a guest of the store?"

As a result, the person outside did not answer.

Immediately, everyone's faces stiffened again. Shopkeeper Feng looked at Han San, "You fellow, do you have accomplices?"

"No, it's just me," Han San's expression was not very good at this moment. After a pause, he said to Shopkeeper Feng, "I really haven't killed anyone. I just wanted to take advantage of the panic in the city to steal some money. This is my first time."

Shopkeeper Feng snorted, "Keep making it up. You want to scare us into letting you go. No way."

Although he said that, his voice was still a little trembling.

A waiter came over and asked, "Shopkeeper, should we turn off the lights?"

Shopkeeper Feng was a little undecided.

Just as he was hesitating, a creaking sound suddenly came from upstairs, which was the sound of the wooden window being blown by the wind.

What a joke, going to the second floor alone now, you might run into that guy outside the door.

After looking around, Shopkeeper Feng couldn't find anyone willing to step forward, so he could only grit his teeth and pick up two wooden boards, planning to block the hole.

But before he could take a step, he heard a thud from overhead, as if a heavy object had landed.

Shopkeeper Feng was immediately frightened and shrank back, then looked around and turned his gaze to Lu Jing, finding that Lu Jing was listening with his eyes closed.

After a moment, he nodded and said, "This time, the real deal is here. I didn't hear any breathing."

Shopkeeper Feng only felt a chill running from the soles of his feet to the back of his head.

Seeing that he was about to collapse to the ground again, and the others in the store were not much better, but the few girls who came with Lu Jing still didn't have much change in their expressions.

Some were setting up formations, some were casting spells, and everyone seemed to be in order.

Because of Guo Shouhuai's request, this group of academy disciples had already started to deal with cases related to strange objects early on. After a few months, even Wen Xiaochuan, who had always been a hanger-on, had accumulated some practical experience.

So no one was panicking at this time.

Shopkeeper Feng saw this group of people, some taking out talismans, some holding a formation plate, writing and drawing everywhere. As for Lu Jing, he took out a simple Zen staff from his sleeve.

Shopkeeper Feng rubbed his eyes, not knowing how Lu Jing hid such a long Zen staff in his sleeve.

While the people from the Sitianjian were busy downstairs, the uninvited guest upstairs was not idle either. The thumping sound continued, moving towards the stairs.

Shopkeeper Feng was afraid in his heart and said to the few waiters who were still standing in place, "Quick, what are you waiting for, turn off the lights."

The few waiters woke up as if from a dream and turned off the lights they had just lit.

But then they saw that among the eight guests who had just arrived at the inn today, someone's palm rose with a ball of fire.

Then the woman flicked her fingers slightly, and the extinguished lampstand lit up again.

This scene stunned Shopkeeper Feng and the others.

However, before they could ask, they saw the uninvited guest on the second floor also walking down the stairs.

Seeing the person's face, Shopkeeper Feng and the others not only trembled, but were completely shrouded in fear, unable to move.

Because the visitor was Brahma, about nine feet tall, with three heads looking at everyone in the inn with great interest.

"It's... it's the bronze statue in the temple! It, it's alive."

A waiter exclaimed.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Brahma take a step and come to his face, smiling brightly, "Since you have seen the true god, why don't you kneel?"

The waiter was probably frightened at this moment, standing still.

Then he heard another head of Brahma sigh, and the hand holding the knife had already slashed down, and a good head was about to fly.

But unexpectedly, at the last moment, the knife was blocked by a Zen staff.