The lively banquet lasted for half an hour, with the Holy Lotus believers enjoying the offerings from the people wantonly.
Under the influence of alcohol, they seemed to have forgotten their original plan, and each one of them fell drunk on the wine table.
At the main table where Bai Song was sitting, a person suddenly felt abdominal pain and suddenly lay down in front of the table: "Ouch, wait a minute, I have to go for a convenience."
This remark did not attract anyone's attention, but was ridiculed by others. The man did not care to defend himself and squatted down to find a convenient place.
Seeing this scene, Bai Song cheered up, stood up suddenly, and drank the last glass of wine.
"The show is over and I can announce the answer."
The sudden words made everyone at the table startled, and they all looked at Bai Song.
Bai Song looked directly at the Protector: "Protector, have you found any results in your long investigation of the undercover agent?"
The protector was stunned for a moment, not knowing why.
"Hey, let me announce the answer directly." Bai Song took a deep breath and increased his tone, "I am the person sent by the imperial court!"
With this sound, Bai Song used all his strength, and everyone in the entire ancestral hall could clearly see it.
When this sound appeared, the scene suddenly became silent.
Countless eyes were cast towards Bai Song.
The transition from noise to silence was a bit sudden, the smell of alcohol in the air had not dissipated, only scattered fallen leaves drifted by, leaving a mess behind.
Bai Song stood upright and glanced at everyone present indifferently. This was the most true portrayal of his heart.
"What are you talking about?" someone stood up and asked.
"I'm afraid you don't have much time. If I don't let you know my true identity before I die, I will only have regrets."
Obviously, the people of the Holy Lotus Sect have not had time to digest this sudden message.
However, Qing'er had already stood up in shock and couldn't believe it: "Mr. Bai, you... you are really sent by the imperial court... the imperial court..."
"Bai Song!" Across the table, the protector realized the problem and shouted loudly, "It's really you!"
Bai Song nodded happily and stared at the other party with a sneer.
The protector's expression was cold, and he winked to the left and right, and the two of them were about to take action immediately.
When they were circulating their Qi, they suddenly felt cramping in their abdomen and squatted on the ground.
"What's going on?"
"Poison...poison..."
One person spat out two words with difficulty, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Bai Song also didn't expect that such a situation would be accelerating the onset of poison when people in the martial arts circulate their true energy.
During this movement, the two of them twitched on the ground and gradually calmed down.
Everyone was stunned, thinking that the elder of Mingjian Villa slowly squatted down and tried to breathe, but his face turned pale.
Dead?
These two people are rare masters in the Holy Lotus Sect. They have profound internal strength, and ordinary poisons are completely ineffective.
But what everyone has witnessed with their own eyes is that these two people died just at the moment when the poison was poisoned, and within a few seconds before and after?
What kind of poison is this?
"Bai Song, what did you do?!" The protector was furious, but the lessons from the past were right in front of him, so how could he dare to act rashly?
While talking, several people at the table felt unbearable abdominal pain, and gradually showed unbearable expressions.
The next moment, Shangguan Ke, the owner of the village, stood up silently, looked at Bai Song fearfully, and quietly stepped aside.
The people at the same table also looked at Shangguan Ke in astonishment, all in disbelief.
"Impossible!" the protector immediately denied, "I have clearly tested the mutton soup with a silver needle, and it is not poisonous at all..."
"Can a silver needle identify poisons in the world?" Bai Song smiled disdainfully, "Isn't your leader an expert in making poisons? Why didn't he tell you these basic common sense?"
Bai Song gently took out a plastic test tube the size of his little finger, which contained half a tube of tiny white crystals. He raised it slightly, revealing the pride of a time traveler.
"This ricin was originally prepared for your leader. Just such a small amount is enough to kill all of you here. It's a pity that you are so good at stimulating me that I had to change my plan."
Looking at the test tube in Bai Song's hand, the poison inside was only a few grams. To the ancients, this weight was almost negligible.
Can this little bit poison everyone present?
Now everyone can no longer care about doubts, and it seems that the time has come for the poison to take effect.
Everyone felt more and more uncomfortable, and some people had fallen to the ground and didn't even have the energy to speak.
The protector himself also felt something. His brows were gradually furrowed and he was sweating profusely, but he still managed not to fall down.
The protector realized the seriousness of the matter, the terrifying toxins in his body, and the fact that all his energy was of no use at all!
"You have done too many evil things. It's hard for me to spare your lives!" Bai Song suddenly stared red eyes and roared, "The whole town has to pay the price for Ping'er's death! If they want to become immortals, I will give them to you."
They're on their way! Even if Ping'er is willing to let them go, I won't let them go either!"
Bai Song waved his hand, turned around and looked behind him.
I don't know when, a mass of people collapsed behind them, and no one even made a sound for help, they just died quietly and ferociously.
But in the other corner, dozens of disciples from Mingjian Villa stood firmly on one side.
All this happened during their conversation. When the few remaining people saw the scene in the courtyard, a chill arose from the bottom of their hearts.
Is this still a human being?!
So many lives were lost in an instant?
The remaining people finally got scared and uncontrollably wanted to beg Bai Song for mercy.
"Mr. Bai, spare my life... I... I am willing to submit to the imperial court... Please give me the antidote quickly..."
"Antide? Sorry, there really is no antidote for this poison."
"No...impossible!"
Several elders of Mingjian Villa looked back at Shangguan Ke in the distance: "Shangguan Ke, you... why do you know that mutton soup is poisonous? Why didn't you tell us?"
Shangguan Ke glanced at them coldly and slowly closed his eyes: "You have colluded with the Holy Lotus Sect. Mingjian Villa needs to be cleaned. This is a sacrifice that has to be made."
"Shangguan guest, you traitor! You actually communicated with the imperial court, you traitor!"
Shangguan Ke ignored him and still closed his eyes. He didn't know Bai Song's identity, but even if he knew, he had no choice today.
The protector was already kneeling on the ground, unable to move. Blood began to ooze from the corners of his mouth, and he was no longer able to support himself.
He pinned his last hope on Qing'er and shouted with all his strength: "Qing'er... you... you are the queen of the Mo family... why... why do you want to collude with the court? Hurry... help me... please...
Please ask him..."
Qing'er was stunned on the spot, not even daring to look into Mr. Bai's eyes. She scanned everything around her. She couldn't even tell what she was thinking in her heart. How could she hear the protector's words?
Bai Song stood behind Qing'er and gently put his hand on her shoulder.
Qing'er's body trembled, and she suddenly trembled a little. She heard Bai Song say calmly from behind: "I don't care what hatred you have against the country and the family, but if you can't take the right path, I will intervene. Today's situation is just a small matter.
Little reminder, follow me!"
Bai Song didn't look at the dying man in front of the table. He scolded him in a commanding tone, turned around and walked out of the courtyard.
In the small town, the townspeople seemed not to know what was happening.
They were still envious of those who could dine with the immortal, but little did they know that they had saved their lives.
There is another culprit in the locked courtyard.
Bai Song arrived at the window again, and Huang Daxian immediately ran over, pointed at Bai Song and angrily scolded: "You despicable villain, you wait for Pindao, and when Pindao comes out, your life will be worse than death."
Bai Song didn't say anything. He glanced at Wong Tai Sin with a look like a dead person, and said to the lost Qing'er behind him: "Open the door."
Qing'er lowered her head and did as she was told.
When the door opened, Huang Daxian noticed that Bai Song's eyes were a little strange, and since there was no door to block him, he felt fearful in his heart. He took two steps back and said warily: "What are you doing?!"
Bai Song entered the room, put his foot on Wong Tai Sin's chest, then grabbed his collar and dragged him out.
Wong Tai Sin was an old man who knew nothing but deceitful tricks, and Bai Song held him tightly in his hands.
"You...what are you going to do? Hurry! Let me go! I...I have to remind you that the Holy Lotus Sect cannot live without poor Taoists. If you want to hurt me, I will definitely make you look good!"
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A quarter of an hour has passed.
All the townspeople gathered outside the town's ancestral hall.
The corpses were dragged outside one by one and placed neatly in front of everyone.
Every town citizen showed a horrified expression, even the disciples of Mingjian Villa were still a little frightened.
Bai Song is here!
Here comes Wong Tai Sin who is dragging them and worshiping him as a god!
In front of the crowd, Ping'er's parents shouted almost frantically: "These are the murderers who killed Ping'er! And you! Don't you want to dine with the immortals? You're here just in time, so that we, the couple, can send you all on your way.
So that our poor Ping'er can have a companion!"
There was blood on the ground, as well as a white cloth and a dagger.
While Bai Song was dragging people away, a lot of things seemed to have happened here.
Now, when everyone saw their great immortal being dragged over, the crowd no longer had the madness before, but became a kind of fearful silence.
Wong Tai Sin didn't know what was going on, so he was dragged to the entrance of the courtyard and left behind by Bai Song.
He was about to roar and say something, but when he saw the densely packed corpses in front of him, his legs went weak and he knelt on the ground.
Wong Tai Sin glanced around and saw the protector and several masters from the Holy Lotus Sect. The only color on his face was gone.
Bai Song said coldly: "Come on, don't you want to bring people back to life? Bring them back quickly and take a look!"
"Brother Bai...we...we..."
Why was Bai Song talking nonsense to him? He put his foot on his knee, and with a click, Wong Tai Sin screamed and knelt on the ground.
"Tell me! Are you a great immortal?"
"Bai...ah!"
Bai Song kicked him again.
"Tell me, are you a great immortal?"
"No... no... I, I, I, I am not a great immortal... Ouch, ouch, I'm going to die..."
"What's going on with your magic?"
"Immortals are all lies, and I am a liar. I am just an old liar, not an immortal, and I don't know anything about Taoism..."
