69novels Chapter 104 Poisoning Guo Jing, at midday, slaughtering the entire city!
Chapter 104 Poisoning Guo Jing, at midday, slaughtering the entire city!
Chapter 104 Poisoning Guo Jing, at midday, slaughtering the entire city!
"this----"
Lu Youjiao stared resentfully at Zhu Ziliu's departing figure. "You left so easily. Should I recommend you or not?"
Just as he was struggling with this decision, his savior arrived.
A kind-looking man in his early twenties strode in, accompanied by an old man and a young man, both dressed as scholars.
This honest-looking man, with a hint of anger on his face, approached Wei Wu. Elder Chonglu nodded first, then he clasped his hands and said, "I am Guo Jing. May I ask what brings you to my wife?"
Guo Jing's tone was sharp. Even the most honest and simple man would be unusual if he didn't get angry when someone wanted to see his wife who had just given birth in public.
Wei Wu was unfazed by his anger. He glanced up and down, then raised his hand to stop Li Mochou from trying the same trick again, and said with a gentle smile, "You are no match for him now."
When Guo Jing was young, he was taught by the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan. Since all seven of them taught him at the same time, he didn't learn anything. In fact, he was not as good as Jebe and Tolui, one of whom taught him archery and the other taught him wrestling.
Later, Ma Yu took Yin Zhiping to the desert and taught Guo Jing the Quanzhen Dao Dao Song. In just a few days, he helped Guo Jing enter the inner martial arts and greatly improved his skills.
After arriving in the Central Plains, he obtained a giant viper that Liang Ziweng had cultivated for many years. With the help of the viper's blood, his skills improved even further. He then developed the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms and the Nine Yin Manual. By this time, Guo Jing's strength had reached a level that was no less than the top three on the Weapon Ranking!
But this is not the limit of Guo Jing's potential!
Guo Jing was not actually a stupid person. His comprehension was so high that he was considered a genius. Just by seeing Qiu Chuji and others' Quanzhen Seven Star Sword Formation, he understood the true meaning of the Seven Stars and combined it with the Big Dipper Technique in the Nine Yin Manual, which further improved his Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms.
If he were given another twenty years, he might indeed be able to rival Wei Wu in the present day, just as Master Yideng said.
But right now, he's still missing a few lives.
Wei Wu said gently, "I came to Xiangyang for only two things."
"Firstly, I wanted to see what kind of demeanor Guo Jing, whom Yideng had described as someone who would be my opponent twenty years later, possessed now. Meeting him today, I can see he is indeed as impressive as I'd hoped."
"The second thing is to meet Huang Rong and get information about the Jin Kingdom from her."
Upon hearing this, Guo Jing's anger vanished, and he was about to ask Wei Wu how he had met Yideng.
Meng Zongzheng and Meng Gong, who had followed behind him, stepped forward. Meng Gong, relying on his youth, asked with a smile, "Is this valiant warrior heading to the Jin Kingdom? To find someone, or..."
"kill."
Wei Wu smiled and said, "I want to make a name for myself throughout the land. Yi Deng suggested that I break free from the constraints of the martial world. I thought it made sense. Why not go to the Jin Kingdom, kill a few people, and massacre a few cities? That would be quite enjoyable."
Murder! Massacre the entire city!
The former didn't give Meng Zongzheng and Meng Gong any ideas; their thoughts were no different from those of ordinary martial arts practitioners. However, the last two words made the father and son gasp in shock.
Meng Zongzheng, disregarding his composure, repeated with unwavering eyes, "A massacre of the city?"
Wei Wu smiled but remained silent.
Meng Gong nudged Meng Zongzheng's arm as if by accident. Meng Zongzheng suddenly realized what was happening and quickly forced a smile, saying, "I am Meng Zongzheng, the unworthy commander of Xiangyang. This is my son, Meng Gong—"
Seeing that Wei Wu's face showed a hint of impatience, the Meng father and son immediately smiled and invited him to the Meng residence for a chat.
Guo Jing clearly had something to say, but seeing how warmly the Meng family father and son treated Wei Wu, he swallowed his words and suggested, "My home isn't far from here, why don't we go to my house?"
"it is good."
Wei Wu arrived at the Guo residence as he wished, and also met Huang Rong as he had hoped.
Huang Rong's dark blue hair was styled into a woman's bun. Her eyebrows were like green bamboo, and her bright black and white eyes held both cunning and womanly charm. Her nose was like a hanging gall bladder, her lips were like cinnabar, and her oval face was as white as mutton fat. Her delicate skin was like a freshly cooked egg, so smooth and delicate that it seemed as if it could be broken with a touch.
She wasn't wearing the tight-fitting clothes of a wandering swordsman, nor was she dressed in light gauze and a jacket like other noblewomen. Instead, she wore a green brocade robe underneath a plain lotus-patterned, narrow-sleeved dress. She looked dignified and elegant, not like a wandering swordswoman, but more like the matriarch of a noble family.
Before even seeing Wei Wu, Huang Rong had already connected the information about his great defeat of Yideng and Ci'en, which resulted in the death of one master and one injured by the other, and she already felt that Wei Wu's visit was not well-intentioned.
Upon seeing Wei Wu, Huang Rong, while wary, couldn't help but feel a bit surprised. "This person looks so young?!"
Wei Wu looked to be in his early twenties at this moment. He looked a year or two younger than Huang Rong, let alone Guo Jing!
Although those who live in the underworld don't judge people by their appearance, it's ingrained in their very being. They often subconsciously assume that a young person is inexperienced and may not have much real skill.
But that's the intelligence—
Huang Rong inevitably paid more attention to Wei Wu.
Fortunately, apart from Li Mochou, none of the people at the table were love-struck, and no one thought that Huang Rong had fallen in love with Wei Wu at first sight.
The Meng father and son exchanged a glance, confirming that Huang Rong must have information about Wei Wu that they didn't know, and their enthusiasm for Wei Wu grew even stronger.
After a few hours of tea and casual conversation, Meng Gong finally got down to business.
"What Young Master Wei just said, 'massacre of the city,' I don't understand—could it be that Young Master Meng has developed a new type of firearm?"
Firearms were already in use in the army during the Song Dynasty. During the Southern Song Dynasty, the advantage of firearms was used to repel the Jin army that besieged the city several times. Therefore, others may not have taken firearms seriously, but the Meng family father and son definitely valued them.
However, Wei Wu shook his head.
He's not a tech whiz. Even if he remembers "one part saltpeter, two parts sulfur, three parts charcoal, and a little sugar for the Big Ivan," he doesn't know the exact ratio of these three ingredients, or how to extract the sugar.
His approach was quite simple and unpretentious.
"I'm skilled with poison."
poison?
Disappointment was evident on the faces of both the Meng father and son.
Immediately, Guo Jing looked distressed, frantically bracing himself on the table with both hands. His honest face turned bluish-purple, and he seemed to feel an uncontrollable weakness in his body.
Upon seeing this, Huang Rong immediately pointed her green jade staff directly at Wei Wu.
Before he could even speak, Guo Jing's expression had softened. He raised his hand to stop Huang Rong, looking at Wei Wu with a mixture of shock, horror, and anger: "Did you just poison me?"
"It's to cure the poison in your body."
"When was I poisoned?!"
Guo Jing's breath hitched, his heart growing heavy. He couldn't help but think, "If there's a traitor in the manor who poisoned me beforehand, doesn't that mean the Jin people might very well start another war against Xiangyang soon?"
The Meng father and son had obviously thought of this as well, and their gazes became more serious.
Unexpectedly, Wei Wu said, "I poisoned you when we first met."
Guo Jing:
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It was all for nothing!
but!
"I don't recall ever having any contact with you, so how did this poison get into me?"
"If I can only poison you when I'm near you, then what's the point of practicing this poison technique?"
All you need to know is that if I wanted to, I could kill everyone in a city within three days, leaving no one alive!
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