Fighter of the Destiny

Zhou Tong stopped and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The light was dim, but he could still clearly see the color of the blood, because the black blood was a bit dazzling.

He felt his heart beating faster and faster under the palm of his hand, causing his hands and arms to tremble, his shoulders began to tremble, and his entire body began to tremble.

His face became extremely pale, and he looked as if he had suffered a serious illness in such a short period of time.

He was poisoned, and it was a rare and deadly poison.

The reason why he could tell so quickly that this kind of poison was rare was because his Qing Li Department was the best at using poisons in the world.

He has seen and used more poisons with his own eyes than the average person will eat in a lifetime.

When did you get poisoned? He didn't know that the faint light in his squinted eyes kept passing by at high speed. Looking back at this period of time in the past, although there were no clues, he quickly determined who poisoned him and when he was poisoned. , because these do not require evidence, only the backward calculation of time and the grasp of some details.

The other party should still be where he was, but he didn't turn around because the first thing to consider at this time was to leave.

He took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, continued walking forward, and soon disappeared into the darkness.

After some time, there was a slight sound in the darkness, and the lights on the stone wall came back to life faintly, reflecting the pale face of Zhexiu, with traces of dried mud and water on his face.

He knelt down, reached out his hand and dipped some blood into it, brought it to his nose and smelled it.

The black blood exuded a faint fishy smell on the sharp, cold, knife-like fingers.

Satisfied, he followed the breath and continued to chase, and soon disappeared into the darkness.

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These tunnels under the Qing Li Si Yamen are as complex as a spider web, and are unimaginably long. They can lead directly to very far places. If possible, if it were normal, Zhou Tong would stay underground for a longer time. Time, take more detours and set up more mechanisms to ensure absolute safety.

Not today, he is already poisoned.

This kind of poison is completely different from the poisons used by the Qing officials. It does not specifically target the meridians, star orifices, or sea of ​​consciousness. Instead, it spreads like a handful of sand between the internal organs, with a rough and even rough effect. The feeling even reminded him of the vast wilderness in the north.

This is something so close to nature that even the Holy Light Technique may not be able to cure it. But he is one of the few people in the world who is best at using poison, and his ability in this area can be called a great master. Even if he has never seen this kind of poison before, he still knows where to start - to deal with this kind of poison, you can only use medicine. , and it must be herbal. Even in Zhou Prison, those herbs were difficult to find. Fortunately, he knew a place that was quite well-prepared. Even more fortunately, that was where he was going.

After walking through the damp, cold and extremely long alley, he turned countless turns. The terrain was no longer flat, but arched upwards. He continued to walk forward, and when he reached the end, he accurately inserted his hands into the wall. He opened a certain gap in the formation, released the formation, then opened the mechanism, pushed his hands forward slightly, pushed open a door, and left the darkness.

A bright sun was waiting for him outside the door, and a face as gentle and moving as the sun.

The sunlight came from the sky above the courtyard. The gloomy snow clouds were blown away by the wind at some point, revealing a porcelain blue sky. The warm winter sun appeared in his sight. That gentle and moving face belongs to a beautiful young woman.

Seeing the sunshine and the young woman's face, Zhou Tong suddenly felt that his body became warmer and calmer. The worry and anxiety that could not be hidden in the young woman's eyebrows made his chest become hot. This emotion, which is completely different from fear and disgust, is what he lacks and needs most in his life.

The young woman helped him out of the tunnel, then closed the tunnel with some difficulty and restarted the mechanism.

This house is not big, nor is it exquisite, but whether it is the black eaves screen wall or the green bamboo fence, tranquility is reflected in all the details.

When Zhou Tong personally designed this house, he was pursuing this kind of thing. He always believed that peace is the taste of home.

This house was his home, his real home, the place where his tired body and heart soaked in poison for countless years could finally rest peacefully.

Only by returning to this house can he truly feel at peace and truly relax.

For safety, to keep this secret, and for the rare peace and freedom from being disturbed, Zhou Tong managed the house very carefully.

No one knows about this place, not even the most loyal subordinates in the Qing officials department, Cheng Jun and other Eight Tigers, not even the Holy Queen.

The only person who knew about the relationship between this house and him is now dead.

Every time he returned to this house, listening to the sounds coming from the yard next door through the green bamboos, Zhou Tong would always think of something.

Over the years, Xue Xingchuan hoped that he could regard Xue Mansion as his real home, but how could this be possible? Not to mention the frightened eyes of the servants and juniors in the Xue family when they looked at him, it was impossible just because his surname was Zhou. His elder brother didn't want his own surname, but he always wanted it.

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Apart from the Demon Commander, Zhou Tong probably kills the most people in the world. I don't know if it is for this reason, but he is also the most afraid of death. In addition to this mansion, he also has several secret strongholds in Kyoto, but to him, those places are not as safe, important, or comfortable as here.

Because there is a woman in this house who is gentle and touching but truly loves him. More importantly, he has hidden many precious things here, such as some extremely rare medicinal materials. A large part of these medicinal materials were secretly obtained by him in Baicao Garden, and some were given to him by people sent by Tianji Pavilion.

He took the steaming towel and covered his face. He didn't know if the heat irritated his lungs, and he coughed several times.

When I took off the towel, there were already a few spots of black blood on it. It looked like flowers drawn in ink, which was unreal and a bit scary.

The woman was very uneasy, but Zhou Tong seemed particularly calm and collected. He asked her to polish the ink first, while he closed his eyes and meditated on the chair, as if savoring something.

He was savoring the poison in his body that smelled like the wilderness.

I don't know how long it took, but he opened his eyes, and with the support of the woman, he walked to the desk in front of the window. He picked up the brush and wrote it as if he were writing calligraphy, which was extremely cool and unrestrained.

The paper is dripping with ink marks, but the handwriting is extremely clear. It is not cursive writing, but a prescription.

It is very clear which medicinal materials to use, how many bowls of water to use, how to fry them, what kind of fire to use, what furnace to use, what kind of charcoal to use, what kind of water to use, how to filter the concoction, and when to add crystal stones.

Seeing his expression, the woman knew that it was probably fine. She felt relieved, took the prescription, and went to the back kitchen to cook the medicine.

This had happened several times before and she had experience.

There was no mistake in the type or quantity of the medicinal materials, and the action of lighting the stove was very skillful.

At some point, a beauty in royal attire appeared next to the medicine stove. Her face was illuminated by the fire, revealing her extremely beautiful features.

This beauty in palace clothes is very beautiful.

In fact, in the past few years, she has been considered the most beautiful woman in the Zhou Dynasty.

The woman was frying the medicine with a calm expression, and her movements of dividing the medicine and filtering the residue were very steady, as if she did not see this beauty in palace clothes.

The beauty in palace clothes put something into the medicine jar.

The woman still didn't seem to see it.

The room was silent except for the gurgling sound of the soup in the medicine jar.