I made the villain right.

Night falls, it is a dark night, the clouds cover the moon, and the stars disappear.

The lights on West Street market were bright. A rough man staggered out of Chunmanlou, hugged by women on both sides, with a beaming face.

When they reached the stairs outside the store, the two girls broke free from the rough man's arms, smiled at him, shook their handkerchiefs, and said in a delicate voice, "Sir, please come again next time," and then turned around and went back upstairs.

The rough man looked back every two steps, gazing at the girl's leaving back, his eyes filled with reluctance to leave.

After a while, he left Chunmanlou with a dark shadow following him.

After the rough man left Chunmanlou, he walked towards the dark and narrow alley. It was late at night and there was no one in the alley. There was a cool breeze. He yawned and opened his eyes, and found a man standing not far away from the alley entrance in front of him. He was standing in the dim night and the rough man could not see his face.

"Who's there? Come out and stop playing tricks," the rough man shouted.

The man in the dark moved slightly and appeared in front of him. He was so scared that he fell to the ground. Only then did he see his face in the dim moonlight. The rough man was very shocked and exclaimed, "It's you!"

The man was none other than Fan Hua, the man the rough man met in the teahouse during the day.

The rough man looked down and saw the sword in his hand. He felt a chilling and dangerous atmosphere all around him. He was startled and his limbs trembled uncontrollably. He begged for mercy in a panic, "Please spare my life, hero."

Fan Hua's eyes were gloomy, and his voice was cold: "Noisy, living is an eyesore"

When a cold voice came, the rough man felt as if his heart was pierced by a sharp knife, as if the god of death had come. He was terrified. When he was about to get up and run away, Fan Hua raised his hand and the folded sword shot out a dazzling silver light. The rough man's pupils dilated, and he couldn't scream before the body was separated from the body, blood splattered everywhere, and the bleeding did not stop.

Seeing this, he threw the sword aside, revealed a strange smile, took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood that splashed on his hands. After wiping, he threw it at the door of a courtyard, then walked out of the alley leisurely, and he returned to his mansion northward.

After returning home, he went straight to wash. When he finished washing and put on his clothes, he found that the clothes he had just changed were stained with blood. He frowned, picked up the blood and threw it into the brazier, then set it on fire.

There was a yellow iron ball on the table next to the fire tray. Fan Hua looked at the iron ball, deep in thought, with a mysterious look in his eyes.

At first he thought Du Xuan was poisoned by the wound on his arm, but the source of the poison was this iron ball.

He got this iron ball from the suburbs. It was the iron ball that Du Xuan threw when he was fighting with the man in black. He asked Ran Ke to check it and find some poison inside.

He also got some clues when he went to West Street today. He believed that the business of poisonous snakes on the black market must be related to this matter.

Before the fire was completely burned out, Fan Hua pushed open the door and walked out. He walked through three corridors and a moon hole, and finally arrived at a room. He pushed the door lightly and walked in.

Du Xuan, who was lying on the bed, heard the voice and looked up, seeing that it was Fan Hua who came. He struggled to get up and sat up. His face was pale, his lips were slightly purple, and his body was weak.

Seeing that he was about to get up, Fan Hua stopped him and said, "If you are weak, just lie down." His voice was still cold and calm, but there was a kind of majesty that was hard to ignore.

Du Xuan lay down and asked, "It is because of my incompetence that I have dragged down the Pavilion Master."

He asked in a deep voice: "How long can the detoxification pills given by Ran Ke last?"

Du Xuan said weakly: "It can only last for five days at most."

"Five days," he murmured, deep in thought, his eyes dark.

"Master, have you found any clues?"

"We have found some clues, but it will take some time to remove the poison from your body."

"If the antidote is not found after five days, Master, don't bother with your subordinates."

Fan Hua's eyes turned cold and he said with a sullen face: "You are teaching me how to do things. Without my consent, you are not qualified to die." His voice was so cold that it seemed to come from hell, and his words were full of murderous intent.

He doesn't like others to touch his things at will, and anyone who does so will die.

Seeing this, Du Xuan remained silent. He closed his eyes and lay down to sleep. Waves of piercing pain made him grit his teeth and remain silent, with fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

"Just rest assured and take care of it. I will find the antidote as soon as possible." Fan Hua said this and left Du Xuan's room.

It was a long and torturous night. Du Xuan endured the physical and mental pain, as if he was spending the end of his life.

The sky gradually brightens, and the early morning sun awakens the world. It struggles out from the clouds and mist, pouring out its bright morning light, dispelling the chill of the night and spreading its tenderness to all living things. All things revive in this warmth.

In the courtyard of General Shijin's mansion, the sunlight shines through layers of leaves, casting dappled light on the windows.

The tightly closed window was suddenly opened from the inside out.

Shi Jin stretched herself, looking like she had just woken up. She stood in front of the window with sleepy eyes. After a moment, when she was awake, she took a deep breath, as if to inhale the fresh air into her lungs. Her face was filled with a satisfied smile, just as vigorous and full of energy as the morning sun.

She slept well last night without being disturbed by nightmares.

At this time, Zhilu pushed the door open and came in, followed by two maids carrying washbasins, toothbrushes, face towels, etc. Shi Jin walked towards her when he saw this.

Zhilu told the maids to put the things away, and asked them to leave, "Miss, aren't you going for a morning run today?"

Shi Jin explained calmly: "I slept well today and couldn't get up until dawn."

She picked up the toothbrush, dipped it in the yellow paste and brushed her teeth. After a while, she spit it into a small can beside her, then put the toothbrush back into the basin, tested the water temperature with her hand, and found that the temperature was suitable before she began to wash her face.

After washing and wiping her face, she suddenly remembered the boy she had accepted yesterday, so she asked, "How is the boy I brought back yesterday?"

"Yesterday the doctor said he had several whip wounds on his body and had not eaten for many days. He was weak and needed to rest."

"Got it, let's treat him well."

"clear"

After Shi Jin finished his breakfast, he took a recliner and lay down in the pavilion in the yard, reading a storybook in one hand and eating a few grapes in the other.

Zhilu was sitting next to her, holding his chin and staring at her in a daze, looking bored.

Shi Jin glanced at her and handed her a storybook, saying, "If you're bored, read the storybook."

"Okay." Zhilu took it and looked at it.

The servants who were sweeping the yard and arranging the flowers and plants passed by and saw the master and servant sitting in the pavilion, reading a storybook, a picture of peaceful times.

After reading for a while, Shi Jin couldn't continue. The words of the ancients were always the same old routines, and she already understood them all. There was nothing new to attract her.

Ever since she no longer had to worry about Xu Wuchen coming to her to show his affection in various ways, her life had become too comfortable. Apart from occasional martial arts practice, she was either shopping or painting. Her life was too boring, and she had to find something to do.

Thinking of the iron ball she picked up while painting in the suburbs that day, she had not yet studied it. Since she had nothing to do today, she decided to think about it.

Shi Jin put down the storybook in his hand, stood up and said: "The storybook is too boring, I'm going to find something to do in the study, Zhilu, you can arrange your own time, you don't have to follow me"

Then Shi Jin went straight to the study. Zhi Lu was looking at the book with fascination. She was stunned for a moment after hearing her words. After reacting, she decided to follow Shi Jin, so she picked up the book and hurriedly followed him.

After Shi Jin entered the study, he searched for the iron ball based on his memory. After a while, he found it in a box on a row of bookshelves and took it out.

She walked to the desk and sat down, taking the iron ball in her hand and looking at it carefully.

After Zhilu walked into the study, he saw her concentrating on studying the iron ball and asked, "Miss, what are you studying?"

Shi Jin's eyes still stayed on the iron ball, and he said leisurely, "The day I went to the suburbs to paint, the iron ball thrown by the man in black was so magical that I took it back to study it."

"Oh." Zhilu found a place to sit down and continued reading the storybook without disturbing her.

After Shi Jin's inspection, she found a tiny edge line in the middle of the sphere. She tried to pull it out, but failed. After trying hard several times, there was finally a tiny crack on the edge line.

After realizing that it would not work to pull the iron ball out with her bare hands, she tried another method. She found a tiny embroidery needle, inserted it into the tiny gap and pried it open, trying every angle, but the iron ball did not move at all and remained tightly closed.

After several times, Shi Jin felt that the index finger and thumb holding the needle were turning red, leaving marks of pressure. Her fingers were sore, and she felt that if she continued, her hand would cramp. She suddenly became discouraged and put the ball on the table in despair. She inserted the needle in her hand into the hole in the pattern on the sphere. In an instant, she heard a "click" sound from inside the ball.

Shi Jin's eyebrows moved, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he thought: An unexpected achievement has led to a great success. Could it be that it has opened?

Hearing the sound, Zhilu also looked over curiously. Shi Jin quickly picked up the ball, pulled it open gently, and found that the things inside were burnt to ashes. She sniffed it gently and the smell was a bit pungent, a bit like mosquito coils.

She was afraid that there was poison inside, so she pulled out the silver hairpin on her head and poked inside. She found that the bottom was not completely burned and there were herbal residues. The fire was extinguished halfway because the iron ball fell into the water.

She didn't know anything about herbs, so she planned to go out and find someone to identify them.

Shi Jin closed the iron ball again and inserted it back into the place where it was just now, trying to see if it could be turned on again. She wanted to make sure she knew where the switch was, and she would not feel relieved until she saw that it could be turned on.

The switch of the iron ball was hidden on the surface of the ball. As there were many holes on the ball, it was difficult for her to notice a tiny pinhole hidden on the pattern of the ball before. If she had not accidentally opened it this time, she might not have discovered it.

"Zhilu, let's go out and find someone to see what's inside," Shi Jin said as he picked up the iron ball and stood up.

Zhilu quickly put down the script in his hand and followed Shi Jin out.

Shi Jin and Zhi Lu took a car together, planning to go to several famous drug stores on East Street to ask.

After arriving at the destination, Shi Jin walked into a pharmacy and asked the owner directly.

She opened the iron ball, handed it to the shopkeeper, and said, "Shopkeeper, can you help me see what herbs are inside?"

The shopkeeper took it and looked at it carefully, waved his hand and sniffed the smell inside.

He thought for a moment before saying, "Most of the things inside were burned. I roughly know that there are magic grass and pine resin in it."

Shi Jin asked curiously: "What are the magic grass and rosin used for? But they are poisonous."

The shopkeeper answered seriously: "I used mosquito repellent. It is a little toxic but not strong. It will not harm your body if used in moderation."

"Can these herbs spontaneously combust and emit white smoke instantly?"

"It can't spontaneously combust. The instant white smoke you said should be the effect of the magic grass being burned by the fire."

Shi Jin took the iron ball from the shopkeeper and thanked him, "Thank you for letting me know."

After Zhilu gave the shopkeeper some silver, they went to the next store. After she asked each store, she concluded that there were aconite, fairy grass, and pine resin. These herbs combined together are a common medicine for repelling mosquitoes, but she still couldn't find out how these herbs spontaneously combusted in a short time. She guessed that there should be some other medicines that promote the naturalness of the herbs.

Shi Jin was walking on the street and thinking. When she raised her eyes, she saw a face that she was annoyed with, and her face was instantly filled with annoyance.