The Elixir is for You, The Poison is for Me

#163 - Return Gift

Chapter 163: Return Gift

“Is it a trap?”

This book is first published on the entire network by 𝕥 𝕨 𝕜 𝕒 𝕟 . 𝕔 𝕠 𝕞

The female shopkeeper immediately became nervous after discovering the vulture was gone, worried that the Black Wizard had colluded with someone to lure them here, and then secretly run away halfway.

However, Lu Jing shook his head upon hearing this, “We haven't been in the house for long, but the corridor outside is very long. Unless he directly sneaked into a nearby room, he couldn't have run so fast.”

As he spoke, Lu Jing checked the nearby rooms again.

Without exception, they were all empty. There was even half-eaten bread and half-drunk camel milk on the table.

At this time, the female shopkeeper also began to feel uneasy, “Then how did the vulture disappear?”

Lu Jing instructed again, “Don't leave my side.”

After that, he walked towards the large door.

The female shopkeeper also hurriedly followed cautiously upon hearing this.

When they arrived at the door, worried that there might be traps inside, Lu Jing first pushed open half of the door, and then quickly flashed to the back of the other half of the door.

After waiting for a few breaths and seeing that no hidden arrows or sharp blades flew out, he carefully glanced inside again.

As a result, with just one glance, Lu Jing saw a restricted scene that a certain radio and television bureau explicitly prohibited.

A tall and dignified figure was wearing a crown and dressed in full attire, sitting upright on the main seat of the council hall.

On his left was Yazdan, the finance officer and second-in-command of Marasahar Khan, and on his right was the internal affairs officer of the City Lord's Mansion. It seemed quite legitimate.

However, probably due to a lack of manpower, after the two of them, those sitting at the table were cooks and grooms from the castle.

Behind them stood silent guards and maids.

Up to this point, the meeting was still considered normal except for the somewhat strange composition of the participants. However, when Lu Jing moved his gaze upward, he noticed that the expressions on everyone's faces were terrified.

Moreover, they were all frozen in place, motionless.

They looked like lifelike wax figures.

Of course, if it were just like this, the atmosphere in the room would at most be terrifying, but not enough to be censored.

The truly bloody thing was what was pierced on the seemingly vintage bronze spear beside the main seat.

It was a head, and a freshly made head!

Just a few minutes ago, the owner of that head had spoken to Lu Jing, but in the blink of an eye, it was stuck on a spear.

The dwarf Black Wizard's eyes were wide open, his mouth wide open, as if he wanted to scream loudly, but he could no longer make any sound.

And in the next moment, the dignified figure on the main seat suddenly spoke, “This is the fate of a traitor.”

“Traitor? What traitor?”

Lu Jing reached out and pushed open the other half of the door.

As a result, the female shopkeeper behind him also saw the scene inside the room and was so frightened that her legs went weak, almost falling to the ground.

The figure on the main seat pointed to the head on the spear, “I gave him enough trust, allowing him to jump from a foreigner to a distinguished guest of this city. The power I gave him was even greater than what I gave my son-in-law, but look at how he repaid me.

“Colluding with outsiders, not only revealing everything he knew, but also impersonating my orders and bringing outsiders into my home without authorization.”

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“Speaking of betrayal, shouldn't you be the one who betrayed your city and people first?”

Lu Jing said, looking at the figure on the main seat.

This was the first time he had seen the master of Marasahar Khan. Lu Jing didn't know what the person on the main seat originally looked like, but now he looked no different from a corpse.

Moreover, it was a corpse that had rotted for many years. There was almost no complete flesh on his face.

His whole body exuded a foul odor, which even the strong scent of spices could not cover.

However, his voice sounded thirty years younger, full of dignity and power.

“This was originally my city. Whatever I do to it is reasonable.”

“Lord Tus, how did you become like this?!” the female shopkeeper couldn't help but exclaim.

“To achieve eternal life, one must pay a price,” the person on the main seat said indifferently, “Originally, I was still a little hesitant, but after Jasmine diagnosed me with a terminal illness, I had no choice. And I don't regret it. I have never been as powerful as I am now, as if I have returned to my youth.

“No, I am even more powerful now than I was then,” Tus said confidently.

The female shopkeeper had also heard that the old City Lord in his youth was the number one warrior of Marasahar Khan, having once single-handedly wiped out a sand bandit squad.

However, that was a long time ago. In the impression of the current residents of the city, Tus was a kind and benevolent old man, always hunching over, and his legs and feet were a bit inconvenient.

But now his back was straightened again, and judging from his silent dragging away of the vulture earlier, his legs and feet were obviously as good as they could be.

Seeing this, Lu Jing was too lazy to talk nonsense and directly raised the Zen staff in his hand.

Seemingly sensing Lu Jing's fighting spirit, the figure on the main seat also gripped the bronze spear beside him, a gleam of light bursting out in his eyes!

“I received the gift you sent me. I like it very much. Now it's my turn to send you a return gift.”

After speaking, Tus waved his arms and directly threw the bloody head on the spear towards Lu Jing.

Seeing this, Lu Jing didn't do as usual and directly delivered a well-deserved head-on blow. He had practiced the Mad Demon One Hundred and Eight Staffs to the point where he could control it freely.

So this time, he used skill. Seeing that he was about to collide with the head, he changed the swing of the Zen staff to a retreat, gently catching it, and then drew an arc in the air, just like hitting a baseball, and drew the head back.

It smashed onto the empty main seat, and suddenly exploded, with white and red flying all over the place!

And in the next moment, Tus had already rushed in front of Lu Jing.

His moving speed was indeed very fast. Lu Jing quickly retracted the Zen staff and assumed a defensive posture.

However, a cunning look flashed in Tus's eyes. He didn't attack Lu Jing, but reached out and grabbed the female shopkeeper beside Lu Jing.

Seeing that his fingers were about to touch the female shopkeeper's neck, he had to withdraw his hand, and dodged the Zen staff flying from behind.

But in just a short moment, Lu Jing had already rushed back in front of the female shopkeeper.

At the same time, he used the move "Lay Down the Butcher Knife" towards Tus's right arm.

Seeing this, Tus just sneered, waving the bronze spear in his hand and colliding with Lu Jing's Zen staff!

Then, a cracking sound was heard. The antique-looking spear in Tus's hand broke in response, and then the whole person was sent flying by the Zen staff.

“Bronze ware is fine in a museum, but don't take it out for actual combat,” Lu Jing said leisurely.