After I traveled through the book, I made the plot of the vicious female supporting role overturn

Chapter 128

The master of poisonous medicine.

Wu Zhiyun stayed in her study, tapping away on an abacus with black and white beads. As she looked at her increasingly full purse, a smile broke out on her wrinkled face.

"Master?"

Aguzhu squeezed his head out from the crack of the half-open door, shocking Wu Zhiyun so much that he hid his purse in lightning speed.

"What's the matter? I've given you all this month's pocket money, so don't even think about asking me for more!"

Aguzhu rolled his eyes and said, "Master, there is an old man outside the door looking for you. Do you want to let him in?"

Wu Zhiyun spread his hands, looking innocent.

She didn't go down the mountain to cheat the old man of his property, did she? Why did the old man come to her house?

Just as I was wondering, another head, who was eager to watch the fun, squeezed in through the crack of the door.

"Master, Fufeng feels that the old man has a close relationship with you. If you really want to have a happy old age, we will definitely help you!"

Wu Zhiyun flashed over and slapped Liu Fufeng on the head, angrily saying, "Do you two know how much this kind of words hurt my heart? You two should use your pocket money from next month to compensate me for the mental damage I have caused you two!"

Liu Fufeng, Aguzhu: Is it really necessary to skin even our own disciples?

When she tiptoed to the lobby, Wu Zhiyun felt guilty because she couldn't guess the true identity of the guest, until the hunched dark figure of the man walked out and caught her eye...

She couldn't make any sound and could only stare blankly at the other person sitting on the chair and smiling faintly at her.

Why did he come again?

Doesn't he know how much he hates him and that person?

"Get out!"

Wu Zhiyun, trembling, took two steps at a time and walked forward, grabbed Wen Qi by the collar and dragged him out the door.

"Junior sister, this is the last time!"

Wen Qi smiled unchanged and patted her equally old hands, "I brought some cloud cakes, can you share another piece with me, Senior Brother?"

"You don't deserve it, neither you nor he does! Do you think you can go back to the past?" Wu Zhiyun's eyes were red. She noticed that he was holding a bag of pastries wrapped in butter paper in his hand. She snatched it away and threw it into the yard.

Looking at the things that were thrown out, Wen Qi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the trembling corners of his lips slowly straightened under Wu Zhiyun's repeated beatings.

"Didn't I tell you not to come here again? Why are you still here? Come to see how I'm doing after being abandoned by you guys? You, you... do you know what I've been through..."

Although he had been through so many ups and downs, Wu Zhiyun still couldn't control his emotions when facing his senior brother Wen Qi again. After several attempts of forbearance, he finally succumbed to Wen Qi's apologetic gaze.

"What are you doing here? What are you doing now?" Wu Zhiyun cried like a child, powerlessly venting the pain he had endured over the years.

But she thought, they had never experienced this kind of thing, how could they understand this kind of pain? It was just her who was going crazy...

The quarrel in the house became louder and louder, which panicked Aguzhu and others who wanted to eavesdrop on the gossip quietly in the corner.

In their hearts, Wu Zhiyun was always cheerful and stingy, always gently exploiting their pocket money, and would never get angry with anyone.

The sesame cake in Long Jun's hand was crushed into pieces by his nervousness. His big eyes, which were clear to the point of looking a little stupid, blinked and he asked in a dazed voice, "...Do you want to stop the fight?"

Aguzhu looked at him as if he were a fool, then pushed Liu Fufeng and Ling Chen who were at the front, "Brother, sister, you are the elders, go in and take a look!"

Liu Fufeng, Ling Chen: Tsk...are you crazy?

In this situation, how many of them would have the courage to go in?

Several people were whispering, but in the blink of an eye, Wen Qi walked out of the lobby calmly, but at the same time there was a deafening sound of a door slamming.

He stepped over the cloud cake on the ground with an expressionless face, walked step by step to the door, and then he stopped.

When he turned around again, he accurately called out to Liu Fufeng from a group of people hiding in the corner.

"You said that you want me to give this thing to the master?" Liu Fufeng took the small porcelain bottle handed over by Wen Qi.

"Well, don't give it to her now. Wait until she calms down and I leave..."

Ling Chen frowned slightly, looked at the old man in front of him, and asked uncertainly: "Do you have a grudge against our master?"

Wen Qi looked at Ling Chen with a cold gaze. The cold gaze made the usually calm Ling Chen panic.

She tried to remain calm and asked as if it was a casual question.

However, her keen sixth sense allowed her to be on guard quickly, and the hands under her long sleeves were already ready to make hand gestures and summon magical weapons.

Aguzhu was not as careful and determined as Lingchen. She stared at the white porcelain bottle for a long time with burning eyes.

"Grandpa, what's in this bottle?"

Wen Qi smiled but didn't say anything directly. He only said that only Wu Zhiyun could understand the purpose of this thing and it was a birthday gift prepared for her.

"It sounds like a good thing. We can help you deliver it, but what about the reward?" Aguzhu stretched out his hand with a bright smile.

When Wen Qi's hunched figure disappeared at the gate, Aguzhu had just counted the change in his purse.

"Aguzhu, why did you agree to this?" Ling Chen looked at the girl with a hint of blame.

Aguzhu looked at the sky which was about to turn dusk with a smile and smiled meaningfully.

"You guys don't understand, and neither does the master~"

Although Long Jun didn't understand what Aguzhu meant by "I don't understand", the good boy, who was concerned about the food, immediately held the bag of Yunpian cake tightly in his arms.

It is the Dragon King’s responsibility to cherish food!

At this moment, on the distant Qingyun Mountain, Lin Ruojin suddenly received a message from the psychic mirror.

However, when Wen Qi's face appeared in the mirror, Lin Ruojin stood up from the chair by the window almost instantly. Her brows were furrowed, and her eyes were fixed on the figure emerging in the mirror.

"How did you get my master's psychic mirror?"

Lin Ruojin's heart tightened and her scalp tingled. She knew there was a grudge between the two old men, but she never thought that their grudge would reach the point of killing each other.

"Little girl, long time no see, where did you run to?"

"Wen Qi!!!"

Lin Ruojin was extremely anxious. She lost her good temper and repeated in a cold tone, "Why did you take my master's spiritual mirror?"

"Your master said that you are far away in Qingyun and he is worried that you will be bullied, so he asked me to teach you and supervise you on his behalf..." Wen Qi's eyes, which were as turbid as a pool of stagnant water, opened and closed again. As if he was extremely tired, he drooped his eyelids lazily and glanced at the woman on the other side of the mirror, "Do you believe it?"

"Why should I believe it? I'm not smart enough, but I'm not a three-year-old child either! What did you do?"

Lin Ruojin was so angry that her heart ached. She covered her chest and suppressed the fear and grief in her heart, and questioned with gritted teeth.

"Did you kill him?"

His eyes gradually became moist, and his mind was filled with the old, yet tall and proud figure of Hua Wensheng.

Her master is such a good person!

"Speak up! I'm asking you if you killed him! Did you?!"

Wen Qi sat on the top of the Siguo Cliff under the moonlight, listening to the crazy questioning of the girl opposite him, and just silently turned the mirror to the other side.

Then, Lin Ruojin stopped talking.

A pile of earth and a rectangular stone picked up from somewhere were put together casually and a few words were carved on it, and it turned out to be the tomb of Hua Wensheng.

Her master, the gentle, nagging old man who was always worried about her learning and always talking about losing money, turned out to be lying there...

A person, sleeping here alone.

"He was sick, and there was no cure for his illness. I accidentally hurt him, and he refused to take my medicine, so he had no choice but to die."

"..."

His fingernails dug into his palm, and the red blood that seeped out soaked his entire palm, but Lin Ruojin didn't feel any pain at all. He only felt empty, as if something had been scraped out of his chest and could not be found again.

"Little girl, I have something else to ask you."

"What do you want to ask..."

Wen Qi turned the mirror back with a gloomy look.

"I want to ask, did you and your sister escape together, did you steal the treasures from the Weapon Refining Pavilion, and is the death of that servant related to you?"

Lin Ruojin took a deep breath, and Wen Qi already understood.

"Little girl, you and your sister just walked away, leaving so many people behind. Do you regret it now? Have you encountered any obstacles and are you in a dilemma?"

"Whether it's true or not is none of your business. Can you still help me?"

Wen Qi's eyes suddenly opened, as if he finally heard what he wanted to hear, and he laughed sinisterly as usual.

"This old man wants to help you..."