The Elixir is for You, The Poison is for Me

Although Lu Jing won the battle, Xiao Yi died from the AOE, causing another twist in Du Fang's affairs.

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Fortunately, before his death, Xiao Yi confessed to Lu Jing that he had another prescription in his possession.

Since it wasn't found on his body, it was very likely hidden in his residence.

So, Lu Jing was now preparing to go to Xiao Yi's house to take a look.

But before that, there was something important to do.

It wasn't easy to take down a boss, so of course, the corpse couldn't be left unlooted.

Lu Jing first went to the flower bushes and picked up the jade flute. This thing looked valuable at first glance. It was carved from white jade, crystal clear, without any impurities, and there was a slight warmth when held in the hand, which was quite magical.

After that, Lu Jing searched the white-clothed man's clothes and found a booklet.

At first, Lu Jing thought it was the white-clothed man's sound technique from before, and excitedly opened it, but found that there were no energy circulation routes or cultivation formulas inside, only essays, which was a bit disappointing.

He was in a hurry to get the prescription for 'Fallen Dust', so he didn't have time to look closely and casually stuffed the booklet into his pocket.

Then, reaching out again, he touched a strangely shaped… key.

The handle of the key was carved with a monster with the head of a bull and the body of a lion, which looked quite sinister.

Lu Jing didn't know what lock this key was used for, so he could only put it away for now.

And then… he couldn't find even a single copper coin.

No way, was such a powerful expert actually so poor?

Lu Jing found it a little hard to believe, but considering that it hadn't been long since Xiao Yi and the others were captured, the white-clothed man should have just been pulled out of bed by Song Zhongwen and his uncle to save the day.

It was understandable that he didn't bring any money with him in such a hurry.

Forget it, anyway, the jade flute was already in hand, and this thing should be able to be exchanged for a lot of silver if pawned.

Lu Jing thought as he walked towards the door, but as soon as he stepped out, he saw a large group of people coming from the north.

Among them were constables from the county government, as well as a large group of martial artists, all crowding around a brawny old man and a man in short clothes and black boots, rushing towards this side.

Seeing Lu Jing, the group stopped, took out their weapons, and looked like they were facing a formidable enemy, except for the brawny old man and the man in black boots.

But soon, the voice of the man in black boots came to their ears, "No, it's not him."

After saying that, the man in black boots walked up to Lu Jing, pointed to the jade flute in Lu Jing's hand, and said, "This friend, may I ask where you got the jade flute in your hand?"

"Found it."

Lu Jing was also taken aback by so many people, especially since there were constables among them. He didn't know if it was related to Song Zhongwen's uncle, who was a registrar, but then he thought that the Song family should not have such great influence.

Otherwise, they would have directly ordered someone to confiscate Gu Caiwei's property, and everything would have been fine.

"Found it?" The man in black boots was stunned. "Where did you find it?"

"Found it on the ground."

"Then, what about the original owner of this jade flute?"

"What, is this guy very famous?"

Speaking of which, Lu Jing had indeed heard the white-clothed man say before that the people who died in his hands could not be piled up in two courtyards, and this guy's sound technique was indeed powerful. If someone else had been here tonight, they would have vomited blood and died after listening to his reversed music.

"Famous? This demon has been on the Imperial City Division's wanted list for sixteen years. We have been tracking his whereabouts, but he is very cunning, and he completely disappeared from the martial world about three years ago. Until two months ago, I received a secret report that his activities had reappeared in Wujiang City, so I rushed over."

The man in black boots paused here, "By the way, I don't seem to have introduced myself yet. I am Yan Guangbo from the Detective Division of the Imperial City Division. I wonder if you are…"

"Oh, oh, I am Lu Jing."

Lu Jing originally thought that Yan Guangbo should not have heard of his name, but he did not expect that the latter showed a look of sudden realization when he heard the words, "It's you. Six days ago, the Flower Monk had a dispute with you on the street. You stood still and knocked him away. After that, Wei Zixian also favored you. You must know that he is famous in the martial world for being arrogant. Sure enough, those who can enter his eyes are not ordinary people."

"Also, three days ago, Protector Yin of the Three Tiger Hall also fought with you, and after that, he also praised you very much. I heard people from the Three Tiger Hall say these days that it's better to offend a ghost or a god than to offend Lu Lang."

Lu Jing was stunned, and then frowned slightly.

The brawny old man on the side seemed to see what he was thinking and said with a smile, "Don't worry, Yan Guangbo didn't send anyone to stare at you. It's just that the Imperial City Division's news has always been well-informed. This time, Yan Ganban brought many capable subordinates to deal with Yama Flute, so even the slightest disturbance in Wujiang City during this period cannot be concealed from him…"

Yan Guangbo was obviously an impatient person. Before the old man could finish speaking, he clasped his fists and saluted, "Mr. Zhao, let's talk about other things later. Let's find He Qing's body first, otherwise I can't put my mind at ease."

After saying that, he looked at Lu Jing again, his eyes burning, "Can I trouble Young Hero Lu to lead the way?"

"Oh, oh, of course."

Lu Jing naturally had no reason to refuse such a simple task.

Yan Guangbo then left the constables and martial artists outside, and only took two of his subordinates, plus the brawny old man who was called Mr. Zhao, a total of four people, and followed Lu Jing back to the Song residence.

Seeing the tragic scene inside, the brawny old man couldn't help but sigh.

But the three members of the Imperial City Division, perhaps because they had seen too many such things, were unmoved, until they saw the white-clothed man's body in the flower bushes, Yan Guangbo's eyes lit up, but then he was stunned.

"Where's the head?"

"I blew it up." Lu Jing said a little embarrassed.

That stick was stacked with buffs by He Qing at the cost of his life. In the end, Lu Jing couldn't control it, so he could only swing it with all his strength, and the result was a literal head explosion.

Yan Guangbo was now exclaiming 'Good heavens!' and repeatedly said, "Young Hero Lu is truly… amazing with the staff."

Yan Ganban was not praising falsely, but expressing his true feelings.

With his vision, seeing the scene, he could quickly deduce what happened in the end.

He Qing was a master ranked sixty-ninth on the Earthly Fiend Ranking, and his internal strength was also at the peak of the second-rate level.

As a result, he was first ambushed by Lu Jing from behind. When he reacted and barely turned around to meet the enemy, Lu Jing's club had already smashed down.

He Qing reached out to block, but his arm was directly fractured, and then his head was blown up by a stick.

The power of this stick was truly terrifying!