Gu Long: Dominating the Martial Arts World Starting from Transmigrating as A Fei

The old monk Xinmei and Chu Liuxiang worked together to hastily bury the three corpses nearby and marked the spot.

With several people either injured or dead, they could no longer carry three corpses on their journey.

The group originally had a horse-drawn carriage for transportation, but now they can only walk for the time being.

Chu Liuxiang possessed the strongest lightness skill, and he followed the official road to find a local inn.

By the time the five people arrived, it was just time for dinner.

The five people were exhausted and hungry after traveling for so long.

Especially the only surviving monk, who was Xinmei's junior disciple and had been saved by Xinmei.

Throughout the journey, he had been suppressing the poison in his body.

Although Xinmei helped him suppress most of it, he himself also expended a lot of true energy.

He was absolutely starving.

Although there were only a few vegetables on the table and no meat, the monks were used to observing a vegetarian diet.

As soon as the dishes were served, he opened his back teeth and started eating.

Xinmei's skill had already reached the point of mastering abstinence from grains; he only drank a bowl of thin porridge and then stopped eating.

Nangong Ling ordered several exquisite dishes with a good mix of meat and vegetables, intending to enjoy them slowly, saving room for later.

He also ordered a jar of wine and drank with Chu Liuxiang.

Chu Liuxiang seemed to be able to fill his stomach with alcohol; he would forget about food as soon as he saw wine.

Ah Fei picked up a piece of fried tofu with his chopsticks, about to eat it, but suddenly put it down.

This tofu is golden in color, has a fragrant aroma of soy sauce, and is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

Moreover, because the monk specifically requested that vegetable oil be used, it has a unique fragrance.

But Ah Fei would never eat it again.

He had already recognized that the dish had been poisoned.

Ah Fei frowned.

Seeing A-Fei stop eating, Nangong Ling scoffed and said in a tone of an adult reprimanding a child:

"Young man, you can't be picky when you're on your way through life."

"If you can't stomach the simple food, you'll go hungry."

Afei raised an eyebrow at him and said provocatively:

"Why don't you try a bite?"

Nangong Ling snorted coldly and said:

"You ignorant fool, you should be grateful you were allowed to sit at the table..."

His words abruptly stopped, as if someone had suddenly grabbed him by the throat.

Nangong Ling noticed that the monk who was enjoying his meal had turned deathly gray.

But the monk himself seemed completely unaware and continued to eat.

The old monk Xinmei also turned pale and stammered:

"Quickly, quickly use your dantian energy to protect your heart meridian!"

The monk, still unaware of what was happening, laughed and said:

"Is my martial uncle giving me instructions?"

Xinmei said anxiously:

"Of course I'm giving you orders! You've been poisoned, don't you even realize it?"

The monk said:

"Poisoned? Who's been poisoned...?"

Before he could finish speaking, he fell backward.

Chu Liuxiang reacted quickly, dropping his wine bowl to help the monk up.

But by the time Chu Liuxiang was about to step in to save him, the monk's face had already changed shape.

His facial features were all twitching, and his eyeballs were almost bulging out of their sockets.

The poison he was poisoned with was not only colorless and odorless, but the person poisoned would not feel anything at all.

By the time he realized it, it was too late.

Upon seeing this, Nangong Ling couldn't help but shudder and exclaimed in surprise:

"What kind of poison is this? How can it be so potent?"

Although Xinmei was highly skilled in cultivation, she couldn't help but feel anxious and angry at this moment.

He had brought his four junior disciples down the mountain, and now they were all dead. He would inevitably have to bear the responsibility for not taking good care of them.

Xinmei darted out, grabbed Xiao Er like a chick, and sternly said:

"What poison did you put in the food?"

The waiter was so frightened when he saw the dead man in Chu Liuxiang's arms that his bones felt like they were melting.

His teeth were chattering, and he couldn't speak at all.

Ah Fei still looked sickly. He propped his cheek up with his hand and said with a faint sneer:

"How could it be him? If I were the waiter, I would have run away after poisoning him. Would I be standing by watching the show?"

Chu Liuxiang sighed, gently covered the monk's eyes, and said:

"Brother Afei is right. In my opinion, it wasn't Xiao Er who poisoned me."

The old monk Xinmei was about to strike with his palm when he suddenly stopped.

He then lifted his shirt and darted out.

After hearing what A-Fei and Chu Liuxiang said, he realized that the waiter was definitely not the one who poisoned him.

Nangong Lin rushed out, but as soon as he did, he rushed back and grabbed Afei.

He said coldly:

"Even if we are all poisoned to death, you won't be able to escape."

"I will never leave you behind. If I live, you live; if I die, you die too."

Ah Fei smiled nonchalantly and said:

"I never expected you to be so deeply in love with me, to the point of being so passionate."

"It's just a pity that you're not a stunning beauty, and I'm not from Chengdu."

Nangong Ling frowned, not understanding why Afei had brought up Chengdu Prefecture.

But he assumed Ah Fei was having a fit of hysteria and dragged Ah Fei to the kitchen.

The time for a quick bite has passed, and the kitchen is now empty.

The head chef cooked two delicious side dishes, and the second chef brought over a pot of wine.

The two of them were sitting there with their legs crossed, ready to enjoy the most pleasant time of the day.

They work themselves to the bone, precisely because they still have these leisurely moments every day.

Although Master Xinmei was filled with anger and anxiety, he was completely stunned when he saw them.

The faces of these two people had turned deathly ashen!

The head chef, already slightly tipsy, greeted them with a smile:

"Oh, Master, perhaps you also want to sneak in a couple of drinks? Come on, come on..."

Before he could finish speaking, he fell backward, his body lying stiffly on the stove.

The iron pot on the stove knocked over the oil bottle, and the spilled vegetable oil flowed into the pot, glittering brightly.

A bright red centipede was crawling in the shimmering oil!

It turned out that the poison had been put in the oil.

The head chef used this vegetable oil to cook for the monks, and then used the leftover oil to cook for them separately.

That's why he died without knowing why.

The poison has finally been found, but who poisoned it?

Ah Fei looked at the centipede in the oil pan and sighed:

"It seems that one of them is not planning to let us go."

Chu Liuxiang's eyes flickered upon hearing his words, clearly knowing who A Fei was referring to.

Nangong Ling said sternly:

"Who? The one you're talking about, could it be...?"

He stopped mid-sentence, his brow furrowing, as if he knew who it was.

Seeing the change in his expression, Afei chuckled:

"It seems you're not stupid."

"Your 'Beggars' Clan' is only skilled in begging; you still need to learn more about poisoning."

"The poisons in this world can be roughly divided into two types: the poisons of plants, minerals, and stones, and the poisons of snakes, scorpions, and insects."

"Many people can extract poisons from plants, minerals and metals; most alchemists are skilled in this art."

"There are few people who are capable of extracting the venom of snakes, scorpions, and insects; they usually spend most of their time in the poisonous miasma of deep forests."

"Even worse, they can kill people invisibly with the venom of snakes, scorpions, and insects; there are only a handful of such people in the whole world."

The knowledge of these poisons is recorded in the *Lianhua Baojian*.

Afei simply opened "The Complete Record of Ancient Martial Arts" and read its contents aloud.