Chapter 6

Li Shiming walked into the garden. He did not see Wang Zongbiaotou, but he was very clear that Wang Zongbiaotou must be watching him.

He came to the designated meeting place, a rock formation, where the sky was slightly dark, and the shadows of the surrounding plants were indistinct.

"Wang Zongbiaotou, I've brought the medicine!" he said as he put down the food box.

"Young Master is indeed trustworthy!" Wang Zongbiaotou emerged from behind the rock formation, smiling.

His complexion was even paler than in the daytime, indicating that his injuries were more severe than Li Shiming had imagined.

Li Shiming opened the food box, revealing a large bowl of medicine.

Wang Zongbiaotou sniffed the smell forcefully, a satisfied look on his face.

He was an old hand, and with just one sniff, he could determine whether the medicine was correct.

He chose Li Shiming precisely because, although Li Shiming was smart, he was like a blank sheet of paper, a young master who only knew how to read books and had little chance of rebelling under threat.

Given Li Shiming's social circle and the fact that the Prefect's household had only two masters, the Prefect and the young master, it was highly unlikely that he would come into contact with anything unsavory. Li Shiming would find it difficult to obtain poison.

Li Shiming could easily buy other things, but as the son of the Prefect, who would dare sell him poison? If anything went wrong, it would be a big trouble.

Moreover, with Wang Zongbiaotou's experience, poisons could not escape his nose, as he had been specially trained in this area.

Without the ability to identify poisons, how could he escort goods safely? He would have been incapacitated long ago.

In fact, this bowl of medicine had no problems at all; it was entirely prepared according to Wang Zongbiaotou's prescription, using the best herbs.

Li Shiming took the bowl of medicine out of the food box and presented it to Wang Zongbiaotou.

"Wang Zongbiaotou, I have done what you asked. When will the poison in my body be neutralized?" he asked in a serious tone.

Wang Zongbiaotou was very satisfied with Li Shiming's attitude. This respect for life was exactly what he wanted.

"Take this medicine twice more tomorrow, and I will give you the antidote tomorrow night!" Wang Zongbiaotou said with a faint smile as he took the bowl of medicine.

"I hope you keep your word, Wang Zongbiaotou!" Li Shiming said with a grim expression.

After saying this, he picked up the food box and turned to leave, seemingly angry because the poison had not been neutralized.

In reality, he was worried that if Wang Zongbiaotou's poison took effect, he might have the strength to kill him on the spot out of anger, so he hurried away.

Just as he handed the bowl of medicine to Wang Zongbiaotou, he took out the abrin toxin from the secret room and poured all of it into the bowl of medicine without leaving any trace.

Since the abrin toxin was directly placed inside the bowl of medicine, it did not immediately mix with the medicine, so any unusual smell would not be detected by Wang Zongbiaotou.

Moreover, the amount of abrin toxin relative to the bowl of medicine was not much, and it had no odor. Even if it was directly added to the bowl of medicine, Wang Zongbiaotou would have a high chance of not noticing it.

The ability to identify poisons comes from frequent exposure to all known poisons and familiarity with their characteristics, thus achieving the ability to identify poisons.

However, abrin toxin had never appeared in this world, and the ability to identify poisons could not detect this highly toxic substance.

Li Shiming quickened his pace and quickly left Wang Zongbiaotou.

Wang Zongbiaotou could not wait any longer. He picked up the bowl of medicine and drank it.

His injuries were severe, and he had been relying on temporary medication to hold on, waiting for this healing secret medicine to take effect.

As the medicine entered his body, Wang Zongbiaotou felt the familiar warmth, indicating that the secret medicine was working.

But soon he felt difficulty breathing, uncontrollable trembling, and a rapid rise in body temperature.

"The medicine is poisonous!" Wang Zongbiaotou tried to speak, but the words got stuck in his throat.

His already injured body, under the influence of abrin toxin at a lethal dose twenty times higher than the normal lethal dose, quickly reacted.

Severe abdominal pain and muscle spasms made it impossible for him to move.

Wang Zongbiaotou thought of Li Shiming's handsome face. He could not imagine that an old hand like himself would be poisoned by a scholar, a young master, and even under his guard.

The extreme shame and unwillingness made him want to regain control of his body.

His internal energy stirred wildly, trying to expel the toxins, but he did not know what the poison was and had no idea how to deal with it.

He had enhanced the absorption of the medicine to speed up the absorption of its effects, and now it was too late to expel the toxins.

Unable to breathe, his face turned purple.

Li Shiming stood behind a tree twenty meters away. In the darkness, his enhanced senses allowed him to see Wang Zongbiaotou clearly in the moonlight.

When Wang Zongbiaotou collapsed from the poison, Li Shiming did not go to check on him but waited quietly.

The abrin toxin he had prepared, according to the information, was a substance that the body could easily absorb. Unless in a hospital with advanced medical facilities in the previous life and knowing exactly what poison it was, there was no way to save him.

In his final moments, Wang Zongbiaotou still did not understand why Li Shiming was so resolute, willing to die with him.

He had seen Li Shiming take the Three-Day Soul-Cutting Pill with his own eyes, just as Li Shiming had said, that the pill could only be neutralized by a specific antidote, and no famous doctor could neutralize it in time.

With confusion and unwillingness, he stopped breathing.

Li Shiming still did not move. He stood behind the tree, observing Wang Zongbiaotou.

Only after confirming that Wang Zongbiaotou's chest had not moved for ten minutes did he confirm his death.

He carefully approached Wang Zongbiaotou's body, maintaining sufficient vigilance throughout the process, as he dared not be careless with an old hand like Wang Zongbiaotou.

Looking at Wang Zongbiaotou's corpse, the grotesque expression of death made him feel like vomiting.

In his previous life as an ordinary person and in this life as a scholar, he had never come into contact with a corpse. Not vomiting now was already a good sign.

This was the first time he had killed someone, and he remained relatively calm.

He found a branch nearby and began to search through Wang Zongbiaotou's body.

Apart from a sword and some silver coins, there was nothing else on Wang Zongbiaotou.

Li Shiming knew that the cultivator would not have bothered Wang Zongbiaotou for no reason.

Moreover, the cultivator had caused a massacre at Tianxiang Tower, killing seven heads of the Weiyuan Escort Agency.

From the case files, he knew that such violent acts by cultivators were extremely rare, with no records in the past few decades in Nanling Prefecture.

The authorities also suspected that Wang Zongbiaotou had something the cultivator wanted, which led to his death.

Li Shiming wanted to kill Wang Zongbiaotou not only to prevent him from harming the people in the household but also because he was interested in what the cultivator wanted.

Now that Wang Zongbiaotou was dead, but the item was not found, he felt somewhat disappointed.