When Poison Goes Wrong Plot [Transmigration Book]

After Siyi bid farewell to Fang Yiyue, he walked into a large restaurant.When he reached the third floor, he saw the man's guards, Shushang and Mo Yang, guarding the exit, with serious expressions, as if no strangers should enter.

"You two, I'm Siyi." Siyi stood at the door and stopped.

Both of them were dressed a little differently from the people here, and they didn't look like locals at first glance.The two glanced at him, and then one of them went in to report.

After a while, the man came out and said, "You can go in."

Si Yi nodded and thanked politely.

Entering the door, Siyi saw a man with beautiful eyes, and the lower half of his face was wearing a white silver mask with some transparency. Lie on the bed.A woman with a voluptuous figure knelt on the ground and rubbed his legs, while another woman in a similar dress stood beside him, pinching his shoulders.

"Mr. Yu." Siyi bowed respectfully.

"What are you doing here again?" Mr. Yu said bluntly, he didn't even want to open his eyelids, "That girl, when will you get me here?"

Siyi didn't seem to think that the man was bothering him anymore, and said in a calm tone: "There are too many people in the family who propose marriage, my father is only choosing among the current heroes, and I don't have the right to make decisions yet."

"Oh, you mean, you want me to propose marriage too?" Mr. Yu finally looked at him squarely, and Si Yi couldn't help but blush with the raised corners of his eyes.

"No... no, Mr. Yu, how can I bother you... I'm afraid..." Siyi's words were incoherent, and it might be a joke to ask him to propose marriage.

Before Siyi finished speaking, the man interrupted him with a playful tone: "Then I'll try to propose a marriage."

"Mr. Yu... Actually, my father wants to find a teacher for Wu Xie, which is more secure than marriage." Si Yi hurriedly added.

"Oh?" Mr. Yu's tone sank, perhaps because he felt a little uncomfortable, "Could it be that I can't do it?"

Not knowing exactly what Mr. Yu meant, Si Yi said in fear, "Yes... yes... when will Mr. Yu come? I'm homesick, so I'll be prepared."

"How about tomorrow?" The man asked with a gorgeous voice.

"Tomorrow, very good, very good." Si Yi bit the bullet and replied.

The man closed his eyes again, waved his hand, Si Yi retreated respectfully, and closed the door.At the same time, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Selling one's own family just for the sake of cultivation is really what these so-called upright people can do." Mr. Yu lazily occupied himself, tore off the clothes he was wearing, and showed his clean body without hesitation. , "I want to take a shower and change clothes. After staying with these people for a long time, even the whole body feels very dirty."

"Yes, Second Lord." Bingqing stepped forward to close the curtain, Yujie poured the bottle of spiritual liquid into the water, and the two of them looked at each other after finishing their preparations.

"Second Master, the man caught by Shushang and Mo Yang followed Siyi." Bingqing said.

Mr. Yu pointed at the long wet hair on his chest, and asked casually, "Which one?"

"The grandson of homesickness, no time to think, wood soil and spiritual roots, foundation building period." The female voice said gently.

"Mu Tu?" The man's face was slightly joking, "Did he hear that?"

"No."

"Let him go." Let him go, and then catch him again.

The maid combed his hair for him, and Mr. Yu leaned comfortably on the edge of the tub.

He took off his mask and showed a crooked smile. If you look carefully, his appearance is somewhat similar to that of the Fang family's newly found young master.However, that look is completely different.

After Siyi left the inn, he felt less depressed.He has always been a little low-key in front of people, although this has indeed gained him a lot of good reputation, but he doesn't necessarily want to be like this in his heart.However, this Mr. Yu suppressed him from the beginning to the end, but he was willing.

After all, the weak eat the strong.

Si Yi rushed to the homesick family in a graceful manner, and he had to let his father let go as soon as possible, otherwise, he didn't know what Mr. Yu would do.Si Yi's heart tightened, he had seen this man's methods before.

However, Siyi was stopped by his nephew before he got home.

"Uncle, let's talk."

Siyi frowned, why is Si Wuxia here?Do you already know something?But after a while, he relaxed.Would he still be afraid of a kid with no hair yet?

Si Wuxia was facing Siyi with a tough look, but he didn't know that his heart was beating like a drum now, if he hadn't just been caught, he wouldn't be in such a mood.

Because more and more people went to homesickness to propose marriage and want to accept apprentices, Sihong thought, how about a martial arts competition?In this way, no one will be favored, nor will any one be offended.Only then did Sihong think that his homesick family didn't have enough prestige, so he speculated that Fang Zhiyi would come to sit with him in town.

Fang Zhiyi took someone else's marrow washing pill and gave it a lot of buff pills, so it was not for nothing. If you want your grandson to improve, then come and help his granddaughter find a home.

And Fang Zhiyi didn't bother, after all, his grandson had also successfully advanced, and even he felt more at ease.

However, when he was listening to Si Hongcai's arrangement with great interest, a servant from the mansion said that something happened to the young lady!

something wrong?What can happen?

Fang Zhiyi suppressed his volume, and he didn't dare to make too much noise in front of Sihongcai: "That's what you said when Zhixi advanced!"

"Master, this time it's true...Miss, she..." The servant didn't know what to say, as if he had 'lied' before and was not believed this time.

"Nothing, nothing." Fang Zhiyi's mood seemed unaffected, and his mood seemed to be happier.

This may be the joy brought by Zhixi. The granddaughter has been in the Qi refining stage for so long, and finally she is about to advance!

Saying goodbye to Sihong, Fang Zhiyi was so lucky that he waited for his granddaughter to bring him good news.

As a result, when they went to Fang Yiyun's house, they saw people from the second child's family standing anxiously outside.

"Daughter-in-law, what's the matter?" Fang Zhiyi was anxious for a while, knowing that he didn't make too much difference in advancing yesterday!

"Elder-in-law..." Before the daughter-in-law could speak, she was interrupted.

"Father, you're back!" Fang Zhiyi's second son, Fang Jingchi, looked anxious, "Go and see Yunyun, I don't know what's wrong with her!"

The doctor stood aside, and a monk of the golden core stage sat beside them, their faces were a bit ugly.

Fang Yiyun struggled to move around, and her body was tied to the bed by a thick rope, but her mouth was opened in pain, and it seemed that she had been silenced, unable to utter a sound.

"What's going on here?" Fang Zhiyi turned to the doctor, and looked at the monk next to him with an angry expression.

"Master Fang, I don't know much about my knowledge. I really don't know what to do..." The doctor looked anxious. He was just an ordinary person, and these people were all monks.

"Master Fang, don't be impatient. From now on, her reaction seems to be the case of her spiritual root being devoured, but how did this spiritual root be devoured..." The monk said, wondering why Fang Yiyun would eat such a thing. s things.

"Senior, are you sure?" As soon as Fang Zhiyi finished speaking, Fang Yiyun's mother burst into tears without any image.

You must know that her son and daughter are the most promising in the Fang family, but her father-in-law Fang Zhiyi often brings her elder brother Fang Jingcheng to attend, which is obviously more important than her own father-in-law.Now that her son was studying abroad, and her daughter suddenly became like this again, Fang Yiyun's mother couldn't bear it any longer, and burst into tears all of a sudden because she lost control of her emotions.

The monk looked arrogant, very annoyed at Fang Zhiyi's questioning of himself.

Fang Zhiyi had no choice but to penetrate his spiritual consciousness into Fang Yiyun's veins, but before entering, he was knocked out by Fang Yiyun's chaotic string of spiritual energy.

"Father." Fang Jingchi couldn't help worrying as he supported Fang Zhiyi.

"No problem, no problem..." Fang Zhiyi's voice trembled, and he asked Brother Xiang Jindan worriedly, "I don't know what can I do, senior?"

"The immediate priority is to protect her spiritual root," the monk said, "but, I don't have that kind of medicine at all."

Fang Zhiyi suddenly remembered something, and directly took out the medicine in his arms.This is the elixir brought from Master Si Wuxie for Fang Zhixi. Now that this happened, Fang Zhiyi didn't care about anything, and directly fed the medicine into Fang Yiyun's mouth.It's just that Fang Yiyun seemed to be in too much pain, trembling all over and struggling to relieve her pain.

However, how can the pain of being devoured by the spiritual root be easily relieved?