Chapter 3 Poison

When did you wake up? It should be late at night. It was dark outside the window, and the room was snow-white. The fluorescent lights emitted a pale light and buzzed on the roof. He Xiaozhuo blinked hard, and his head was still blank, just like the empty street in the village in winter. Half stood up, his intuition was dizzy, and he almost lay down again. Barely holding on, and then trying his best to look around: it was the room that Song Jun brought himself in during the day, but at this moment, he sat on the ground not only himself, a tattered little girl curled up in the corner of the wall, fiddling with his rough and black fingers, and a large enamel jar in front of him was quietly placed there, but a lot of it had been hit. The outer paint reveals the black inner tube inside, like the eyes of a dead fish, weakly open. The old beggar with a clen waist still ricked his waist dullly, and the small aluminum basin was still slumped in front of him, but his messy head dozed from time to time, and it seemed to be tired. Further to the door is the woman holding the child, with a dilapidated iron box in front of him. Outside the door, a twelve- or three-year-old teenager knelt at the door, and the broken lunch box was empty in front of his knees, like a hole. Further opposite, the child pulling the car and the teenager sitting in the car were still silent, and the dilapidated aluminum lunch box was also silent.

"Wake up?" A strange voice floated quietly from the pit, which was clearly Song Jun. Leaning on a small kang table, naked, rubbing the chag in front of his chest with one hand and picking his nostrils in the other.

How's it going? Is it comfortable?" Song Jun's voice was thrown over strangely, accompanied by a proud smile.

He Xiaozhuo stared at Song Jun fiercely, "What do you want?"

How about it? "I'm happy!" Song Jun laughed and said, "It's very simple. I found a job for you..."

"No!" He Xiaozhuo decisively interrupted Song Jun's words, "I won't ask you for food!"

"Good, ambitious!" Song Jun clapped his hands, "I knew you would say that, but..." Song Jun deliberately lengthened his voice and slowly took out the skull. For a moment, all the beggars on the ground showed fear, and even the silent teenager who had been sitting in the car couldn't help peeping at it. A skull.

He Xiaozhuo raised his head stubbornly.

Something unexpected happened. I don't know when the fool woke up. When he saw the skull in Song Jun's hand, he suddenly stood up and rushed over. Everything was unexpected. At the moment when everyone, including Song Jun, there was no reaction, the fool had caught the skull. However, Song Jun still reacted quickly. He put the skull in his arms with his right hand and pushed it on the small kang table in front of him with his left palm. The small kang table was hard and hit the fool's chest stuffily. The fool shouted, flew out, fell heavily to the ground heavily, and spit out a mouthful of blood straight out. Unexpectedly, Song Jun was so cruel, and he didn't expect that the dry and thin Song Jun would have such a means. He Xiaozhuo went up and picked up the fool. The fool could only grin weakly.

"He's just a fool. Why did you hit him like this?" He Xiaozhuo's eyes are round, and the child who rarely loses his temper only feels angry at this moment.

"How dare you move the earth on Tai Sui's head? Don't you fucking know Prince Ma's three eyes? Spit!" Song Jun spit fiercely and was very angry with the "elegant" that the fool suddenly interrupted him.

"Hit him? What's wrong with hitting him? I'm happy to kill him!"

"Do you dare?!" He Xiaozhuo looked at each other angrily.

"Yo drink? Is there really no one who is not afraid of death? What? Do you want to take the lead for him? No, he is a fool. Why are you his stupid brother? I don't think you are stupid... Oh, I see, it seems to be stupid, hehe..." Song Jun returned to normal again, but his eyes were exposed by a fierce light, which was completely different from Song Jun during the day.

"You can't bully people at will!" He Xiaozhuo straightened his chest.

"If you bully people, I will bully you. How about it?" Song Jun shouted strangely again, and put the skull in his hand again, "Wow..."

He Xiaozhuo immediately felt pain like ten thousand arrows piercing his heart. Under his skin, tens of millions of insects drilled from the soil and bit and squirmed...

"Ah..." He Xiaozhuo clenched his teeth, and sweat filled his forehead in an instant. The fool in his arms was just moaning, suddenly rolled his eyes and kicked his legs, and fainted. Looking at other people, except Song Jun, they all twitched and moaned in pain, and some of them were paralyzed on the ground.

A movement passed by, and He Xiaozhuo felt that Dantian sank, and a stream of energy quickly penetrated out like a column. After rising between his lower abdomen, it turned into tens of millions of airflows and rushed to his body. But the stubborn poisonous insect bites like a thick cocoon shell, wrapping itself tightly. Although the airflow gushing from the Dantian rushed left and right, it could not break the thick barrier. But in this way, the pain has eased a little, so I didn't faint immediately like the first time. He Xiaozhuo didn't know that his first fainting was because he woke up just after poisoning, and his body was extremely weak. In addition, he was defenseless from the first poisoning, but after he fainted, the protective gas in his body had begun to operate. This time, it seems that there is some immunity and resistance, but it still can't break through the magic barrier, so the pain is still heartbreaking.

"Hahaha..." Song Jun smiled proudly, "How's it going? Is it comfortable? Son of a bitch, do you enjoy it?"

Sweat drops from He Xiaozhuo's forehead.

"Tell you, son of a bitch, you are poisoned by me. I know that you won't commit it easily, so when you drink the special coke I prepared for you, you have drunk the pests I prepared for you into your stomach, and then, hey..." Song Jun stroked the skull in his hand proudly. "I will wake up the insects you drunk in your stomach again. Those maggots When the worm wakes up, it will fly in your skin..." Song Jun said more and more proudly and smiled ferociously.

"Lord, spare my life... Ah..." The old beggar with a ricked waist couldn't stand it first and began to forgive.

" Shut up! You are immortal. Ask me for so much money a day, and I have to fucking support you. Now let you enjoy it..." Song Jun looked fierce, "And you, a group of waste, ask me for a little money every day? Feeding you is really a waste of food. Don't have enough 200 tomorrow. Don't fucking come back. Just wait outside and die!"

"Yes, master, I will definitely come back more tomorrow, beg the master to forgive me... spare my life" the old beggar Nuo kept begging.

"Tell you, little rabbit," Song Jun turned his face again and ignored a group of people lying on the ground struggling. "I'm poison is refined in a special way. This insect has been raised for hundreds of years. Don't think that any hospital can be cured by taking any drip now. Laozi's poison also has a history. That is I have practiced, so I advise you not to have any delusions," after saying that, he put the skull on the small kang table, grabbed the formula, and there was another inaudible spell in his mouth. A orchid smoke actually came out of the left eye of the skull. Song Jun pointed with his left hand, and the orchid smoke circled in in the direction of his finger. Straight into the beggar's mouth and nose, the beggar was shocked all over. Immediately stopped twitching, got up and kowtowed like garlic and cried, "Thank you, thank you..."

"See, little rabbit, I will be comfortable whoever I want to be comfortable, and whoever I want to be uncomfortable will be uncomfortable."

"Yes, yes," the old beggar quickly echoed, then turned his head and bowed to He Xiaozhuo silently: "I said, why are you so hard, you promised the master! Ah, if you don't agree, the master won't... won't take back the curse... Spell, we all have to follow you... You suffer... Ah," after saying that, he rolled up on the ground with a runny nose and tears.

"Not bad. This old guy is right. It's called a continuous seat. As long as I recite the magic spell, all the insects on your body will attack, unless I can solve it. This also warns you to work together and perform your respective duties when you go out to beg for dinner in the future, otherwise you will be unlucky!" Song Jun said this and glanced fiercely at the teenager sitting in the car who was now shrinking in the car and couldn't help twitching.

"Don't think about running away." Song Jun coldly stared at He Xiaozhuo, "My spell is everywhere. As long as I am poisoned, it is the ends of the earth. As soon as I read the spell, he still has nowhere to escape!"

He Xiaozhuo was sweaty, but he was still unwavering, his eyes were like fire, and he gritted his teeth and said word by word:

"Gone go!"

"Haha, it seems that you really don't see the coffin and don't cry. Then let you see the poison again.

A spell, a black and purple smoke spewed out from the right eye of the skull. Song Jun raised his hand and suddenly stopped in the air. He saw the fool in He Xiaozhuo's arms. Unexpectedly, He Xiaozhuo was still holding the fool tightly at this moment, which showed that the boy really cared about others. So...

"You child, why... is it still like this? Help the master... spare his life," the old beggar finally shouted. At this moment, Song Jun's fingertips in the air were just a pause, and immediately turned to the fool in He Xiaozhuo's arms. The purple-black yin gas immediately followed his gesture and drilled into the fool's mouth and nose. Immediately, the fool who was still in a coma began to twitch violently.

"You! Stop it." He Xiaozhuo shouted.

Wo!

Unexpectedly, Song Jun suddenly halted. As soon as the curse was collected, the worm stopped immediately, the noise for a moment returned to calm, and the air was also new. Everyone was relieved and sat on the ground.

"Haha, children, do you want to continue to fight?" Song Jun looked happy and comfortable.

He Xiaozhuo was about to open his mouth, but Song Jun waved his hand in his head and stopped He Xiaozhuo.

"Stop! You don't have to say." Song Jun said rigidly, "Let me talk about it. I've changed my mind now. I don't need you to beg for food.

Ah? Everyone opened their mouths wide. Unexpectedly, after tossing around for a long time, this is the end? In everyone's eyes, this is by no means what Song Jun did. In He Xiaozhuo's eyes, Song Jun has become a devil. And will the devil suddenly stop?

"I just want him." Song Jun said word by word and pointed his hand at the fool in He Xiaozhuo's arms.

"No." He Xiaozhuo didn't want to return Song Jun immediately. How could the devil suddenly stop?

"I know you will say no." Song Jun said slowly. So you can take him away, but I have to kindly remind you that first, there is no place to cure my poison, and second, you will hear my spells wherever you go. Third, if you don't hear my spells for a year, they will get into the blood vessels and burst and die with your blood vessels! ! "Oh!" Song Jun imitated proudly.

"What are you going to do?" He Xiaozhuo looked angrily.

"What can I do? I'm just reminding you and kindly reminding you. If you care about your friend, you'd better bring him to me every day. I'm happy not to let him and you burst with your blood vessels. However, the condition is to get back at least 200 yuan every day. You can disagree. I know you are not afraid of death and would rather die than leave. I admire you. However, if you take your friend to leave and die together, if you leave your friend, but he is likely to get lost, because he is a fool, so don't blame me once he loses it. You see, all my people have to take care of..."

"Despicable!" He Xiaozhuo said these two words angrily.

Song Jun laughed wildly.

"If you stay, this old guy will tell you what to do. But it's much easier for you to leave." With that, he took out a rusty old knife from the kang and threw it on the ground. Old man, it's your turn to do it today.

"Yes, yes, Lord." The old beggar replied in a trembling voice. He Xiaozhuo saw that the crowd immediately showed frightened eyes, and only the teenager on the wheelbicle stared with hateful eyes.

The old beggar picked up the knife and trembled to climb to the teenager on the wheelb. "Brother, I'm sorry..." A knife trembled straight to the newly healed wound on the neck of the teenager's foot. The teenager screamed, and the old beggar dared to turn his face aside.