in2ebook Chapter 195: Holding a grudge
Chapter 195: Holding a grudge
Tang Yixin noticed the slightly raised corner of Sheng Qingye's lips, and did not use any force at all, still showing mercy to the small animal.
The parrot had already surrendered, with its little head drooping, so Sheng Qingye let it go.
Sheng Qingye's personality was indeed such that he would let go once he gave in. Tang Yixin thought to himself that this was a good way to deal with the wolf cub.
The parrot seemed to be unharmed. It fluttered into the air and landed on a tree branch nearby.
It moved its little head left and right, staring at Sheng Qingye not far away, and flapped its wings.
This is what it looks like when birds hold a grudge.
Under the big tree, the wind was blowing refreshingly, and a few people were drinking tea and resting under the tree.
The mushrooms around here have almost been harvested, so some of the trees stand out.
There was a strange-looking tree opposite them, at least, Tang Yixin had never seen it before.
The whole tree is more than one meter tall, and the trunk is bare, without dry bark. Instead, it is smooth like human skin.
A branch grew above the trunk, and on the branch was a small leaf.
Old Hua turned around and followed Tang Yixian's gaze.
Then he turned back, raised his eyebrows, and said in a voice like a bell:
"Young Master, what you saw is the fruit tree of the Myriad Poison Fruit. The fruit it bears is the most poisonous in the world. This tree takes a hundred years to grow into a full-grown tree, and a hundred years to produce leaves, which means it only bears fruit once every three hundred years. It is extremely rare to see it. I have lived for so long and have never seen it bear fruit."
Mr. Hua was filled with emotion when he spoke.
Tang Yixin listened to what Hua Lao said, and looked past Hua Lao and looked at the Ten Thousand Poisons Fruit Tree.
Suddenly, the only leaf on the tree flashed a green light, and then another leaf appeared.
On the barkless trunk, black veins extended from the roots to the branches. Surrounded by a black mist, a small black fruit popped out.
Tang Yixian raised his eyes slightly, pointed at the tree, and said to Hua Lao in a gentle tone:
"The fruit has come."
Also seeing it were his three disciples.
"what?"
Yao Lao opened his mouth in surprise, his eyes wide open. He immediately stood up and turned around to look over.
“It really bore fruit!”
Old Hua walked over excitedly and looked at the black fruit carefully with excitement.
Tang Yixin and a few others also followed over. After all, they heard that it was an extremely rare... poisonous fruit.
Tang Yixin didn't understand, what was the purpose of growing this poisonous fruit?
On the only branch of the fruit tree hung small black fruits, the size of blueberries.
The fruit is crystal clear black and colorful black.
The surface seems to be surrounded by colorful fluorescence.
"This is really rare. I have been waiting for a hundred years." Old Hua stared at the fruit excitedly.
Old Hua wanted to guard the fruit, so Tang Yixin and the others returned to the front hall.
Sheng Qingye volunteered to fetch water and come back to make tea.
Only Hua Lao was left guarding the Ten Thousand Poison Fruit Tree. The reason he was guarding it was to wait for the fruit to ripen and fall naturally. That way, the toxicity of the fruit would reach its peak.
No one noticed that the parrot Cuicui, who had landed on the opposite tree, was staring at the fruit of the All Poisons Fruit with her eyes wide open and flapping her wings.
In the front hall, Sheng Qingye came back with some water, Xuan Yuran took it and boiled the water.
Then Xuan Yuran made tea for them.
No one noticed when the parrot flew in from the window.
Because parrots are usually very noisy, no one pays attention to them when they are quiet.
Under the Tree of Ten Thousand Poisons, there was a snoring sound. At this time, Old Hua had fallen asleep.
If you stare at one thing for a long time, you will feel sleepy.
A cool breeze blew by, and he suddenly woke up, realizing that he had fallen asleep.
He immediately looked up at the Fruit of All Poisons.
The branches are empty and gone.
He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and it really disappeared.
Cold sweat broke out all of a sudden, and Hua Lao stood up, feeling a chill on his back.
He always felt that something was wrong.
At the same time, in the front hall, Sheng Qingye suddenly felt his heart shrink, as if someone was pinching him and he couldn't breathe. A sweet and fishy taste spread in his mouth and then overflowed from his lips.
He covered it with his hand and brought it to his eyes. It was blood.
Tang Yixien frowned and immediately walked over nervously to support Sheng Qingye.
"Sheng Qingye, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing this, Jin Xiaoxiao and Xuan Yuran also gathered over nervously.
"It looks like he's been poisoned." Jin Xiaoxiao said.
Sheng Qingye's handsome face was as white as paper at this moment, and he fell powerlessly into Tang Yixien's arms.
"Master..."
Sheng Qingye only said one sentence in Tang Yixien's arms before he couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood.
Moreover, blood is black.
Tang Yixien's expression suddenly turned terribly cold. The more nervous he was, the colder his expression became. He hurriedly poured out the pills that Yao Lao had given him from his spiritual storage bag, found the one that could detoxify and protect the heart, and gave it to Sheng Qingye to take.
Sheng Qingye was still conscious at this time and swallowed the medicine.
"Call Old Man Hua to me." Tang Yixien said in a low voice.
"Yes."
Jin Xiaoxiao and Xuan Yuran ran out immediately and quickly brought in Hua Lao, who was still standing in the yard with a confused look on his face.
When Hua Lao entered the room and saw Sheng Qingye's situation, his expression suddenly froze and he said:
"No, this is poisoning."
He stepped forward, grabbed Sheng Qingye's wrist, and took his pulse, his expression becoming increasingly grim.
Sheng Qingye was already in a semi-comatose state at this time.
Tang Yixian's eyes were as cold as broken ice, and he said in a cold voice with a hint of ruthlessness:
"Master Hua, give me the antidote."
Hua Lao couldn't help but tremble all over. He never knew that such a gentle person could be so scary when he became cold.
"I never forced Hua Lao to do anything, right? Why do this? Give me the antidote!" Tang Yixien shouted angrily.
He was anxious as if his heart was on fire. He felt that Sheng Qingye's breath was getting weaker and weaker, almost as if he was barely breathing.
His head was confused and he couldn't calm down, although his reason told him that Mr. Hua would not harm them.
Jin Xiaoxiao walked up to Old Hua calmly, his eyes hiding murderous intent in their calmness. He was not as gentle as his master.
Hua Lao also felt it, and quickly stepped back, bowed, and said:
"Gentlemen, I, the old man, did not have to wait until today to poison you. It really was not me."
Tang Yixien did have this doubt in his mind, and he quickly calmed himself down.
Sheng Qingye took Yao Lao's medicine. Although his breath was weak, he was temporarily stable and his heart pulse was maintained.
If it was Old Hua who poisoned Sheng Qingye, why was Sheng Qingye the only one poisoned?
Hua Lao's face was full of sorrow, and he said timidly:
"The Myriad Poison Fruit is missing... Master Sheng... must have been poisoned by it."