One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

Zhang Tianyi turned around and waved his hand:

"Chu Lan! Go book the plane tickets!"

"Target: Sichuan!"

"I, Daoist, want to see if the Tang Clan's poison is really as miraculous as they claim!"

Chapter 185 Two Deserters! We don't have enough laborers!

In the living room of Xishan Manor, four oversized suitcases were lined up in a row.

Zhang Chulan was bending over, stuffing boxes of special stomach medicine and hangover cures into the inner compartment of his backpack.

Going to Sichuan without these things is simply asking for trouble with your digestive system.

Zhang Tianyi was wearing loose sportswear and slippers, and kept talking on her phone to her ear for a long time.

"Beep... The number you dialed is currently busy..."

He took out his phone, glanced at the screen, pursed his lips, and turned to dial another number.

"Beep... Sorry, the number you dialed is currently unavailable..."

With a "thud," Zhang Tianyi threw her phone on the sofa and rolled her eyes.

"Well, these two kids have gotten smarter now. They've learned to play the strategic disconnection game with me."

Zhang Chulan zipped up his backpack and leaned over to ask, "Master, what did Lao Wang and Lao Qing say? What time are their flights to meet us?"

"Meet up my ass."

Zhang Tianyi slumped onto the sofa. "Xiao Wang sent me a message in the middle of the night last night, saying that he had eaten too much wild ginseng and that the bottleneck of Feng Hou Qi Men had loosened. He said he had to go into seclusion and not look for him even if the sky fell."

"That's fine then."

Zhang Tianyi pointed at his phone, "Little Zhuge is even more perfunctory! He didn't even change his excuse, just copied and pasted the original words, changing 'Feng Hou Qi Men' to 'Wu Hou Qi Men'! These two have definitely created a small group and blocked us."

Zhang Chulan laughed heartily upon hearing this.

These two young masters from Beijing and Jiangnan served as sedan chair bearers and porters for the Second Master all the way through Changbai Mountain, which probably left them with serious psychological trauma.

As soon as they heard they had to go out again, they ran faster than rabbits.

"Alas, the world is going to the dogs, and people's hearts are no longer what they used to be."

Zhang Tianyi looked at Zhang Chulan, who was standing alone next to the suitcase, and then glanced at Chen Duo, who was sitting next to him, carefully dressing up the Sad Frog.

He sighed.

My precious apprentice is meant to be pampered; how could I let her carry my bag?

Definitely not.

Sister Bao'er... it's not appropriate to ask her to carry the luggage, she's a girl too.

After all the calculations, Zhang Chulan is the only one left who works full-time.

"My dear grandson, you're going to have to work hard on your shoulders this time in Sichuan. You'll be doing the work of three people, but your salary will remain the same."

Zhang Chulan's lips twitched, and he patted his chest to assure everyone, "Don't worry, Master! I work hard every day at the company, so my stamina is top-notch!"

"Okay, you've got guts. Let's go eat hot pot."

Zhang Tianyi stood up and beckoned Chen Duo and Feng Baobao to go out.

……

Three hours later, at Shuangliu International Airport.

As soon as you step out of the passage, a wave of humid air hits you.

Zhang Chulan walked behind, carrying a bag of snacks.

Chen Duo and Feng Baobao followed Zhang Tianyi, curiously looking at the panda-themed decorations around them.

"Heavens! Chu Lan! Over here!"

An exaggerated voice rang out at the arrival gate.

Wang Zhenqiu, wearing a floral shirt and reflective sunglasses, was waving wildly at them.

Beside him stood a middle-aged man wearing a sharp Zhongshan suit and wearing a smile.

The man was unassuming in appearance, but exuded a charming and amiable air.

It was Hao Yi, the head of the Southwest region of Nadutong.

As Zhang Tianyi approached, Hao Yi immediately stepped forward and naturally took a lightweight tote bag from Zhang Tianyi's hand.

"Master Tian Shu, you must be tired from your journey. I am Hao Yi from the Southwest Region."

He neither bowed excessively nor fawned excessively; he struck the perfect balance.

"Chairman Zhao has called specifically. During your stay in the Southwest, all your travel arrangements will be handled by our regional office. Please feel free to let us know if you need anything."

Zhang Tianyi glanced at Hao Yi and nodded: "Old Zhao is quite reliable. Little Hao, right? Thanks for your hard work."

"Oh my God, I'm so glad to finally see you! I've been missing you so much lately."

Wang Zhenqiu came over and greeted Chen Duo with a smile, "Hello, Miss Chen Duo!"

Chen Duo, holding the doll, glanced at him and gave a soft "hmm" in response.

"Alright, stop standing there. You're starving."

Zhang Tianyi patted his stomach. "Xiao Hao, what's the most authentic food around here? Don't serve those boiled cabbage dishes meant for tourists. Give me something more flavorful."

Hao Yi smiled and stepped aside to lead the way: "It's all prepared. It's authentic Lao Ma Tou Jiu Gong Ge (a type of hot pot), and the beef tallow base is all homemade. The car is outside, please come in."

……

Half an hour later, at a hot pot restaurant in an old alley in downtown Chengdu.

Bright red chilies and Sichuan peppercorns tumble and swirl in the butter, their pungent aroma wafting straight to your head.

"The best way to cook tripe is to dip it seven or eight times in the water, and duck intestines need to be cooked for a longer time."

Wang Zhenqiu was clearly a foodie, holding a pair of serving chopsticks and giving instructions.

Zhang Tianyi wasn't too particular. He picked up a slice of blanched pork with his chopsticks, rolled it in a sauce of minced garlic and sesame oil, and then stuffed it directly into his mouth.

The numbing, spicy, fresh, and fragrant sensations explode on the tip of your tongue.

He exhaled a sharp breath of spiciness, picked up the iced Wei Yi drink next to him, and took a big gulp: "Awesome! This is what eating should be like!"

Chen Duo sat next to him, looking at the bright red bottom of the pot, somewhat hesitant.

She picked up a slice of bamboo shoot and put it in, and as soon as she took a small bite, her eyes instantly reddened, and she kept fanning herself with her hand.

"Ouch...it's so spicy."

Zhang Tianyi chuckled and ladled her a bowl of clear broth with a strainer: "Girl, if you can't handle spicy food, don't force yourself. Just have some clear broth. Eating too much of this stuff can cause internal heat."

Feng Baobao completely ignored the spiciness, expressionlessly dumping a whole plate of pig brains into the spicy pot, staring intently, waiting for it to be cooked before scooping it out.

After several rounds of drinks and several plates of meat, they finished their meal.

The atmosphere at the dinner table gradually warmed up as the hot pot heated up.

Halfway through the meal.

Zhang Tianyi put down his chopsticks, wiped his hands with a damp towel, and looked at Hao Yi across from him, who had been eating only clear soup.

"Xiao Hao."

Zhang Tianyi's tone became casual, and she calmly got to the point:

"Now that we've eaten, it's time to get down to business."

"Since Fatty Zhao sent you to pick me up at the airport, you should have already figured out some things about the Tang Clan, right?"

Upon hearing this...

Hao Yi put down her chopsticks.

His expression also became serious.

"Your predictions are truly divine."

Hao Yi sat up straight and lowered his voice:

"After receiving the order from headquarters, I immediately mobilized all the undercover agents in the Southwest region to investigate the 'Drunken Immortal Powder' you mentioned."

Hao Yi's brows were tightly furrowed.

"This kind of sleeping potion is called 'Thousand-Day Intoxication' in the Tang Clan's internal register."

"Its formula is extremely complex and the refining process is extremely dangerous. It is the highest-level strategic reserve material of the Tang Clan."

Hao Yi glanced at Zhang Tianyi, his tone heavy with concern.

"Master, this thing is absolutely forbidden from being leaked outside the Tang Sect. Even outer disciples of the Tang Sect will never be able to come into contact with it in their entire lives."

“Every application of ‘Thousand Days of Intoxication’ must be personally signed by the sect leader, Tang Miaoxing, and its whereabouts must be recorded in detail in the inner treasury.”

Zhang Tianyi tapped his fingers lightly on the table, lost in thought.

"You mean to say..."

"Yes."

Hao Yi nodded, pinpointing the problem incisively.

"This thing appeared in Beijing, thousands of miles away, and was even used to drug Ma Xianhong."

"There are only two possibilities."

"Either, someone in the Tang Clan's upper echelons embezzled funds and took on this shady job in private."

Hao Yi took a deep breath and uttered the second, even more terrifying possibility:

"Either someone... has already infiltrated the Tang Sect's most core inner treasury without anyone noticing!"

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[The author's new book, "One Person: The Old Master is Numb, My Internal Organs Have Become Spirits!", is highly recommended for readers. It's incredibly engaging!]