Chapter 59 Poison

In the dead of night, the chirping of summer cicadas and summer frogs can be heard one after another. (Please keep this in mind when reading novels)

In the night, a figure wearing black night clothes quietly approached the boys' dormitory under the cover of darkness. Finally, it stopped under the balcony of Song Shuhang's dormitory.

"It should be here." The black figure whispered to himself, and then he jumped lightly and jumped onto the balcony of Song Shuhang's dormitory with a whoosh.

The height of the second floor of the boys' dormitory is three and a half meters, plus the half-meter-high guardrail, it is four meters high. However, this black figure did not need help in jumping. He jumped onto the balcony effortlessly as soon as he jumped from the ground.

With this kind of jumping ability, if you play for your country, the world championship is completely within your grasp - you don't need to take a run-up to jump four meters flat. No matter what level of high jumper you are, after seeing this result, you will silently sacrifice your knees with tears in your eyes. of.

Of course, the greater possibility is that people all over the world wonder whether he has taken drugs or secretly installed some advanced technology products in his muscles?

The door of the dormitory balcony is a floor-to-ceiling window door structure, which is simple and beautiful.

The man in black first patrolled around vigilantly. After making sure that no one was paying attention, he picked out a thin blade from his waist and inserted it into the crack of the French window door.

Without seeing any movement from him, the lock on the French window door was picked open, and his lock-picking skills were maxed out.

Gently pushing open the window door, the man in black entered the room. His movements were as gentle as a cat's, and he didn't make a single sound during the whole process.

In the bedroom, Song Shuhang was lying in a large shape, sleeping soundly.

In the morning, I helped the senior pharmacist find a house and refine the body quenching fluid.

After that, he learned basic boxing and meditation techniques, and even had a fight with someone before going home. Too many things happened today, which exhausted his energy.

Now, even if someone comes and slaps Shuhang hard twice, it will be difficult for him to wake up.

As a monk, Song Shuhang's experience and vigilance are far from enough. He is still the best among rookies and needs more training.

In the same way, as a rookie who has just entered the industry, you cannot expect him to be able to listen to everything going on in all directions while sleeping like a master monk.

The man in black stared at Song Shuhang for a while, then compared the photos in his mind about 'Song Shuhang' with the young man in front of him, and confirmed his identity: "That's right, it's him."

The other party didn't seem to notice his arrival, and the infiltration was successful.

Unexpectedly easy.

But the man in black still didn't dare to relax, because the altar leader was very scrupulous about this ordinary young man, 'Song Shuhang'. Before coming, I had told him to act according to circumstances. If the opponent notices it, don't think too much and retreat immediately!

Therefore, from the time he entered the house until now, the man in black was careful, restrained his breath, and held his breath.

"Next, where is the soul-sealing ice bead?" The man in black glanced around Song Shuhang. His night visit to the dormitory was mainly to bring back the legendary spirit ghost.

The room was not big, so he quickly found his target - the soul-sealing ice bead that sealed the spirit ghost was hung around his neck by Song Shuhang as a pendant, without any precautions.

The man in black suddenly became excited.

"This mission is easier than expected. It's great." The man in black was overjoyed. The target was sleeping so soundly and looked invincible. He didn't look like a master at all. He really couldn't figure out why the altar would care about such an ordinary mortal?

The man in black stretched out his left hand and touched the soul-sealing ice bead on Shuhang's neck.

At this time, looking at Song Shuhang who was still sleeping deeply, his heart suddenly moved.

Just retrieving the spirit ghost... at most, it can only be regarded as completing the mission of the altar master, and then getting some rewards.

But what if Song Shuhang's head could be brought back together?

Maybe he can take the opportunity to get the altar master's great appreciation and obtain deeper skills!

It won't take long before he will be promoted, become a gold medal member of the organization, become the altar leader's right-hand man, reach the pinnacle of life, and may even achieve immortality like the altar leader, which is a little exciting to think about.

The man in black turned his right hand, and a handleless blade slipped out and was held between his fingers. Killing intent appeared in his eyes, and the blade of his right hand was pressed against Shuhang's throat. His left hand continued to reach forward to grab the pendant chain.

As long as you get the spirit ghost and give this young man a knife with your right hand, you will have wealth and glory!

The man in black licked the corners of his mouth, with hopes for a better future in his heart.

Seeing that his hand was about to touch the pendant.

At this moment... he suddenly felt his body sink inexplicably, and a severe dizziness came from his head. It felt like someone stuck a shit stirrer into his head and stirred it up hard. A splitting headache made him almost scream.

"What's going on?" He gritted his teeth and suppressed his screams.

At the same time, there was an unknown feeling in my heart.

Sure enough, the next moment, a heavy and weak feeling surged into his body; accompanied by nausea and vomiting. He couldn't hold the blade between his fingers and fell to the ground.

"Is this feeling like being poisoned? Damn it, where is the poison? When did I get this poison?" The man in black was shocked.

Having received all kinds of cruel training, he immediately understood that he had been poisoned, and the poison was extremely overbearing. When it struck, he could no longer mobilize the 'power of blood' in his heart, and his body became weak quickly.

He looked sharply at Song Shuhang on the bed.

At this moment, he saw the corners of Song Shuhang's mouth raised in his sleep, revealing a wicked smile. (Sweet smile?)

not good!

"Fell into a trap!" The man in black made a quick decision and retreated quickly. Before his body fell, he turned over and left the balcony.

"Wow!" After landing, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the mask on his face red.

He hurriedly took out a few detoxification pills from his arms and swallowed them in one gulp regardless of whether they were useful or not.

However, the dizziness in his head did not ease at all, and his body's weakness continued to worsen. When he turned over from the balcony, he felt that his legs were a little unstable and suffered some hidden injuries.

The antidote doesn't work.

The man in black felt that his brain was becoming more and more confused in the severe pain, like a drunken drunkard who had lost his usual judgment.

No, you must go back to the altar master immediately and ask the altar master for help before the poison in your body completely explodes.

Thinking of this, he supported his poisoned body and ran towards the 'Altar Master' quickly.

This was undoubtedly a very wrong decision - if his mind was still clear, he would never go to the altar master. This will only expose the altar owner's hiding place.

But at this moment, his head was in a mess, and his survival instinct made him choose to go to the altar master for help.

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The altar leader is temporarily staying in a hotel outside the university town.

He sat back in his chair and relaxed his mind, but the pharmacist's sharp eyes with dark circles kept coming to his mind. Those terrifying eyes could not be driven away from his mind.

When he thought of that look, his body felt a little weak.

He didn't dare to get close to the pharmacist, and he couldn't touch Song Shuhang who was with the pharmacist. It is impossible to determine whether Song Shuhang is an 'expert' or a 'mortal'.

It wasn't until late at night that after learning that Song Shuhang and the pharmacist were separated, he, driven by his desire for the 'spiritual ghost', sent a newly trained subordinate to find out about Song Shuhang.

Because he was not sure of Song Shuhang's true strength, he was reluctant to send powerful subordinates there to avoid falling into the opponent's hands. Training his subordinates is not easy, it consumes money and time.

"Calculate the time, if I succeed, my subordinates should come back and recover, right?" the altar leader thought in his heart. If you fail, you will definitely die without a burial place.

The world of monks is far more cruel than the world of ordinary people!

At this moment, there was a knocking outside the door.

Is the subordinate back?