A thousand enlightenments in one night, starting from being a menial apprentice.

Chapter 90: Scarlet Boy
After washing his hair, Duan Rong dried it with a towel. Standing in the cramped dormitory, he recalled the feeling he had when he threw the stone just now.

Duan Rong was afraid that this accidental inspiration would soon disappear. His eyes flashed and he immediately had an idea.

Duan Rong stood there and threw the towel, which landed steadily on the edge of the wooden tray in the corner.

Duan Rong smiled softly and said, "If I can use this hidden weapon technique to shoot a basketball, I will be the second Curry!"

Duan Rong walked quickly out of the dormitory, left the Yuanshun Escort Agency, and came to West Street.

Duan Rong turned at West Street and entered an alley. He stood at the entrance, looked into the alleys on both sides, and suddenly walked into one of the alleys.

I saw someone squatting against the wall in the alley, with a propped-up wooden box next to him. The wooden box was about one foot five or six square, with straps on both sides. It could be hung on the chest or placed on the side of the alley.

This is actually a box for buying sewing thimbles!

In ancient times, this thing was considered a hot commodity and was needed by every household.

Duan Rong walked over quickly and said, "Give me thirty needles!"

"Thirty needles?" The man squatting at the foot of the wall was in his early thirties, very thin, and had a shifty look.

"What? There aren't that many goods?" Duan Rong asked with a frown.

"Yes, yes, how come there aren't any?" The man said, picking up thirty needles, wrapping them in straw paper, and handing them to Duan Rong. He asked curiously, "Most people buy one or two at a time. How come you bought thirty needles in a flash?"

Duan Rong's eyes narrowed, he was a little displeased, he thought: How can a needle and thread seller be so talkative, doesn't he know that curiosity kills the cat?

Duan Rong smiled and said, "I will use this needle to practice a martial art!"

"What kind of martial arts?"

"This martial art is called the Flower Picking Finger Technique. Throw these thirty needles into the cracks in the bricks one by one, and use only one finger to pick up all the needles within a quarter of an hour. That's the entry level of the Flower Picking Finger Technique!"

"Really? Can I learn this martial art?" the man asked in surprise. He felt that this martial art didn't seem difficult.

"Of course, it's just getting started. It's not that difficult! Anyone can do it!" Duan Rong said with a smile, "Do you have any fine cotton thread? Give me a roll too."

"Yes." The man took a roll of cotton thread from the thread ends.

Duan Rong smiled, paid the money, put away the needle and cotton thread, and returned to the escort agency.

The man watched Duan Rong leave, then he picked up thirty needles, threw them into the cracks in the bluestone in the alley, and started practicing...

Duan Rong returned to the dormitory, opened the needle bag, held a needle in his hand, stood still, and suddenly a needle shot in!
There was a flash of needle, and then it was nailed to the side of the bed.

Duan Rong's eyes flickered, and he used the Cloud Snake Step to move nimbly in the cramped dormitory. As his body turned, he waved his hands again and again, and the twenty-nine needles in the needle bag shot out one by one towards the bed.

After a while, a plum blossom was formed on the bed with needles!

"This technique is actually not difficult. The techniques for shooting needles are all universal! As for the change in angle each time, it is adjusted according to the body movements!"

Duan Rong didn't know that hidden weapon techniques were actually very difficult to learn. He had only acquired the skills of two techniques by devouring the weapon spirits, and by chance, he had connected them.

At this moment, he really didn't find it difficult!

However, if a novice wants to reach his level, I wonder how much suffering he will have to endure!

Duan Rong took the needles off the bed one by one. He looked at the needle bag in his hand and prepared to carry out his next idea.

He cut the cotton thread he bought into small pieces and threaded a white tassel on each needle. Then he took out the black porcelain bottle, which was only the size of a plum, from his inner pocket.

Inside this porcelain bottle is the deadly poison he got from Zhou Shoushan!
Duan Rong took out a porcelain trough that he used to mix dyes, added a small amount of clean water into the trough, and then he carefully opened the lid of the black porcelain bottle.

Suddenly a foul smell filled the cramped dormitory. Duan Rong picked out a little bit of the black ointment with a needle, then placed the needle against the edge of the groove, immediately put the stopper on the porcelain bottle, and put it away.

Duan Rong opened and closed the window, leaving a gap. Only then did the stench in the cramped space decrease a little.

Duan Rong's eyes were focused. He carefully picked up the needles on the edge of the trough and rinsed them in the clear water in the porcelain trough. After rinsing all the ointment into the water, he stirred it for a long time. Duan Rong then placed all 30 needles against the edge of the trough and dipped the front third of the needles into the black poisonous water...

Duan Rong dealt with it, and when it was time for the canteen to serve lunch, Duan Rong closed the windows and locked the door, and went to the canteen in the middle courtyard to eat.

After finishing his meal, Duan Rong returned to the dormitory, took out the needles from the poisonous water, and placed them one by one on the windowsill to dry. Then he took the porcelain trough out and poured the remaining poisonous water into the far corner of the wall.

Duan Rong rinsed the porcelain trough with clean water again before walking into the dormitory and placing the porcelain trough alone on the other side under the bed!
He decided to use this porcelain trough for a specific purpose in the future.

After finishing all this, Duan Rong opened the window to let the sunlight in so that the poisoned needles could dry quickly. Even though so much time had passed, there was still a faint stench in the cramped dormitory!

At this moment, Duan Rong suddenly saw a gray-white spider about half the size of a little finger nail on the edge of the bed where the sun shone.

He was quick-eyed and quick-handed. He pinched the tail of a needle on the windowsill and shot out a poisonous needle with a wave of his hand!
With a flash of the needle, the gray-white spider was nailed to death!

Under the sunlight, the gray-white spider turned black instantly, and then turned into a drop of ink, dripping from the side of the bed!
"Wow... this poisonous creature is really powerful!"

Duan Rong looked at the row of poison needles drying on the windowsill, and suddenly his eyes flashed, and he said, "Ice Soul Silver Needles!"

"Red Snake Fairy..."

"No! The Scarlet-Snake Boy Duan Rong!"

Duan Rong said this while making a few gestures with his bare hands, such as waving his hands and shooting needles.

After the poison needles were dried, Duan Rong found a cork, inserted the poison needles into the corks one by one, and then put the cork in his trouser pocket.

This way, he at least has one more way to save his life!
"It's not easy to survive in this world now!"

Duan Rong had just put the cork with the poison needle away when suddenly an idea flashed through his mind!
In fact, although Duan Rong was doing other things, he was constantly thinking about the matter between Xu Ruhu and Jie Lei!
Is this like a huge puzzle?

It aroused Duan Rong's interest!
But just now, something seemed to flash out from the foggy puzzle, and then quickly submerged, and Duan Rong didn't catch it for a moment...

"What is it?" Duan Rong paced back and forth in the cramped dormitory...

After thinking for a long time, I felt that the shining idea was like a drop in the ocean, becoming increasingly difficult to find...

Duan Rong decided to reorganize his thoughts!

Duan Rong immediately discovered the problem with this cleaning idea.

He had been wondering before, since Jie Lei had already left, how could he appear in the dungeon again?
He treated this as a mystery game in a locked room, just out of curiosity and entertainment!

However, another more important question just flashed through his mind.

That is Jie Lei’s motive, what exactly is it?
Why would he take such a big risk, even at the cost of having his uncle and himself bear the blame for dereliction of duty, to rescue a notorious wanted criminal?

This question is obviously a more important question!

Because the why is always more important than the what!
(End of this chapter)