The Elixir is for You, The Poison is for Me

After arriving in Yuzhou Prefecture, He Qing first found a place to settle down.

Of course, the way he found a place to settle down was quite different from ordinary people.

The Emperor City Division's spies were everywhere, and the inns and taverns were crowded and noisy, so He Qing would not choose them. Instead, he directly picked a wealthy merchant's residence in Yuzhou Prefecture, intending to kill all the people living inside and take it over for himself.

After choosing the place, He Qing tucked the jade flute into his waistband, first went to the kitchen to grab a boning knife, then turned back and killed the doorman and two guards.

He killed the sleeping merchant and his concubine, as well as that son who was even fatter than him.

Then he killed the maids and stewards who served them.

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Then he pushed open one door after another, searching for any survivors.

Only after confirming that there were no living people in the residence except for himself did He Qing put down the knife in his hand.

Frowning as he looked at the corpses lying scattered on the ground, he couldn't help but regret killing them a little too quickly just now, and didn't even leave anyone to clean up.

After all, this was where he was going to live next, and although He Qing wasn't afraid of dead people, he didn't want to be with stinking corpses every day.

However, it was too late to complain now, and He Qing had no choice but to do it himself, dragging all the corpses on the ground to the yard, digging a big pit, throwing them all in, and then filling it in little by little.

As a result, when he was halfway through filling it, a woman's voice suddenly came from He Qing's ear.

"Master's birthday is tonight, have you prepared your birthday gift?"

He Qing was startled by this sudden voice, because he had clearly checked before and knew that he was the only one left in this residence.

When did the owner of this voice come here, and why didn't he hear any movement when the other party arrived?

He Qing threw down the shovel in his hand, pulled out the jade flute from his waist, his body tensed up, and his eyes vigilantly looked around.

However, there was still not a single figure around.

The moonlight cast long shadows of him and the locust tree beside him on the ground.

He Qing was about to open his mouth to ask who the other party was.

As a result, he heard another man's voice.

"Not yet, I'm just worrying about it... It is said that Senior Sister Tu and Senior Brother Xiao have spent a lot of effort on their birthday gifts. If mine is too bad, even if Master doesn't say it, he will definitely have opinions about me in his heart."

This time, He Qing concentrated all his attention and finally heard the source of the sound clearly.

But precisely because of this, the hair on his body stood on end.

Because the sound wasn't coming from elsewhere, it was coming from the study room with the door open not far away, and He Qing had just personally searched it not long ago, and he was very sure that there was no one inside.

Moreover, from where he was standing now, the scene in the study could be seen clearly.

A desk, a chair, plus a bookshelf and a couch against the wall, were all the furnishings inside.

Everything was clear at a glance.

Naturally, there was no place to hide anyone.

Six months ago, when He Qing was surrounded by righteous experts, his heart didn't beat as fast as it was now.

If it were anyone else, they would probably have fled in panic when encountering such a strange thing.

But He Qing was, after all, a demon who had killed countless people. After the initial panic, he still steadied his mind and walked boldly towards the study, wanting to find out what was going on.

And just as he gently moved his steps, the man's voice continued.

"Master doesn't have any other hobbies, he just likes to listen to music, but unfortunately, few of our fellow disciples understand music. Only Junior Sister He can play the zither a few times, but she doesn't play it very well. It's a pity for Master... it's been a long time since he's had a good piece of music to listen to."

"Alas, aren't we the same?" The woman's voice sighed faintly, "My rouge has long been used up, and I don't know when I will be able to have another box of Dai Ji's face powder."

Just as the two were sighing, He Qing had already walked into the study.

The hand holding the jade flute was unconsciously full of sweat.

He Qing turned around in the room, and finally his gaze fell on a celadon vase on the desk.

The voices of the two people before seemed to be coming from this vase that was only a foot long.

He Qing was dubious, but the curiosity in his heart ultimately outweighed his fear.

After hesitating for a moment, he reached out and grabbed the vase, pulling out the few orchids that were inserted in it.

And what He Qing wanted to do now was to personally expose the trick in front of him.

After He Qing pulled out the flowers in the vase, he lowered his head and looked into the vase. With the moonlight outside the window, he could see the clear water at the bottom of the vase. Other than that, there was nothing else, let alone anyone.

Seeing this, He Qing also breathed a sigh of relief. As a result, the woman's voice came from the vase again in the next moment.

"Senior Brother, if you want to find someone to play music for Master, there is a candidate in front of you. Look, that person is holding a jade flute in his hand, obviously someone who understands music."

"Junior Sister is right," the man's voice echoed, "I just don't know if this friend is willing to be a guest at our Green Lotus Sword Sect?"

When He Qing first heard the four words "Green Lotus Sword Sect", he didn't react.

After all, that was an old story from more than sixty years ago. It wasn't until He Qing searched his mind for memories of the Green Lotus Sword Sect and thought of this once thriving top righteous sect that disappeared completely with its mountain gate that his hands and feet turned cold.

But to say that the two people talking were really disciples of the Green Lotus Sword Sect, He Qing still found it hard to believe.

So he boldly asked, "If I am willing to be a guest, how should I go to your mountain gate?"

"That's easy," the woman's voice smiled, "You hold this vase up to the moon and fill half the vase with moonlight. Remember, don't spill the water in the vase."

He Qing was dubious, but he still did it, because he wanted to see what tricks the person behind was trying to play.

However, he didn't know how to fill half the vase with moonlight.

Fortunately, after a while, the woman's voice spoke again, "Enough, enough, you can come in."

After saying that, the water in the vase suddenly began to churn, and at the same time, He Qing heard the sound of waves surging in his ears. Then, he saw a cloud of mist flying out of the vase and enveloping He Qing.

He Qing only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and at the same time, his body seemed to be flying into the clouds and mist, not knowing where he was flying.

When the cloud of mist dissipated, he was already standing on a beach, and in front of him was a cliff.

In the middle of the cliff, four large characters were carved by someone with unparalleled swordsmanship — Green Lotus Sword Sect!