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Chapter 120 Drugging
Just as Zhao Yu was slightly distracted...
"Take this!"
Blue Phoenix suddenly let out a delicate shout and pounced on her again.
Caught off guard, Zhao Yu nearly fell victim to her attack. Fortunately, he was highly skilled and only managed to tumble awkwardly on the ground, managing not to be defeated.
Lan Fenghuang, however, was still unwilling to give up and continued to advance.
This time, she had clearly figured out some of the tricks of the Snake-Walking and Fox-Turning Technique. After all, Zhao Yu had been teaching her for so long, and with this sparring session, if she didn't improve, she would seem too incompetent.
However, the difference in skill between the two was simply too great.
Even if Lan Fenghuang could sometimes predict Zhao Yu's landing point, she wouldn't have time to react, and she was well aware of this.
After making several moves, Lan Fenghuang feigned an attack with her right hand, but secretly raised her left hand forward.
A handful of white powder was silently sprinkled towards Zhao Yu.
Zhao Yu was startled and quickly held his breath, trying to dodge to the side, but was caught red-handed by Lan Fenghuang, who was already prepared.
She said with a smile, "You lost."
"We agreed that we couldn't use poison," Zhao Yu reminded him.
Lan Fenghuang put one hand on her hip and said smugly, "Who said I poisoned it? Of course it wasn't poison."
Zhao Yu was skeptical, but he raised his hand to fan himself and sniffed the air. He immediately felt his internal energy surging, realizing that the poison was actually effective against him.
Zhao Yu quickly took a few steps back: "You still say it's not poison? I'm practically immune to all poisons, yet this poison still affects me, which shows how potent it is."
Lan Fenghuang laughed so hard she almost fell over. After she had finished laughing, she wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and said, "That's a tonic, a very potent one."
"tonic?"
Zhao Yu was taken aback upon hearing this. He calmed down and tried to sense it. The next moment, he felt the true energy within his body suddenly become restless.
A surge of heat rose from my lower abdomen and instantly spread throughout my body.
He felt his mouth was dry, his heart was racing, and all the blood in his body was heating up.
"You...you gave me an aphrodisiac?"
Lan Fenghuang chuckled and said, "It's not exactly an aphrodisiac, but it will definitely cause a rush of blood to the head for ordinary people. So, are you ready to accept the bet?"
As she spoke, she slowly walked up to Zhao Yu and gently placed her hand on his shoulder.
Her soft, delicate body pressed close, carrying a faint fragrance.
Zhao Yu felt his whole body stiffen and his mind go blank. He could clearly feel the warmth and softness of Lan Fenghuang's body.
"Well... you win this time."
Zhao Yu abruptly stepped aside: "I have things to take care of today, I'm leaving now. Keep practicing on your own, see you at the inn tonight!"
After saying that, without waiting for Lan Fenghuang to react, he used his lightness skill to rush out of the courtyard as if fleeing, and disappeared into the alley in the blink of an eye.
"Hey, wait for me!" Lan Fenghuang hurriedly chased after him, but Zhao Yu was nowhere to be seen.
She stood at the gate of the courtyard, looking in the direction where Zhao Yu had disappeared, and stomped her foot angrily.
"Idiot, what an idiot."
Lan Fenghuang said sullenly, "You usually seem like a very shrewd person, so why are you so dull-witted at times like this? Could it be that I...?"
She raised her hand to touch her burning cheeks, and suddenly burst out laughing.
Zhao Yu ran wildly for several blocks before finally stopping in a quiet alley.
Fortunately, he possessed profound internal strength, and the amount of medicine he had inhaled was not large. After this strenuous exercise, the effects of the medicine had almost completely dissipated.
He found a well, drew a bucket of cold water, and vigorously washed his face several times.
The icy well water finally brought him to his senses, clearing his chaotic thoughts.
Looking up in the direction where Lan Fenghuang was, Zhao Yu sighed helplessly: "It's hardest to bear the kindness of a beautiful woman."
He slowly shook his head, temporarily banishing these sentimental thoughts from his mind.
Now is not the time to think about these things; important matters need to be addressed.
Zhao Yu composed himself and returned to the Yuelai Inn.
After changing into his Taoist robe and picking up the cloth banner he had prepared, he left the inn.
The banner bore eight large characters: "Miraculous healing hands bring the dead back to life; talismans cure all ailments."
In the past few days, Zhao Yu has been dressing up as a Taoist priest and setting up a stall on the street to treat patients. In just a few days, he has made quite a name for himself among the people of Beijing.
"Master, the Master is here!"
As soon as Zhao Yugang reached the street corner where he usually set up his stall, the people who had been waiting there immediately surrounded him.
"Master, please take a look at me first. I've been coughing for several days."
"Master, my child cries every night. Could you please tell me if he's been possessed by an evil spirit?"
"Master, please treat me first. I arrived yesterday!"
The crowd was in a chaotic and noisy uproar.
"quiet."
Zhao Yu uttered two words softly, but the effect was immediate, and the surrounding people unconsciously obeyed his instructions.
Seeing this, everyone felt as if they had encountered a real person, and they all looked at Zhao Yu with reverence.
Zhao Yu looked around and slowly said, "The same old rules apply. Please line up and come one by one. I guarantee that if I can't cure you, I won't charge a penny. If you do cure me, you only need to offer some incense money as you see fit."
"Thank you, Taoist priest."
The people bowed in gratitude and then spontaneously formed a long queue.
Zhao Yu sat down behind the table that had been prepared in advance and began to treat the people.
Of course, he didn't actually know anything about medicine. His so-called healing was entirely based on the talismans he learned from the world of A Chinese Ghost Story.
Most common ailments among ordinary people are caused by overwork or catching a cold.
Zhao Yu could make people feel refreshed and full of energy with just one refreshing talisman.
The rest can be cured by the body's own immune system.
If all else fails, there are exorcism talismans; after all, viruses are a kind of evil.
Of course, Zhao Yu is also helpless when faced with organic diseases such as heart disease.
But in this city, that kind of disease is not common, and even if it can't be cured, no one will question Zhao Yu.
Therefore, in just a few days, Zhao Yu's reputation spread throughout Beijing.
Of course, this could also be because his treatment methods are very unique.
"Master, please take a look at me."
An elderly man with gray hair walked shakily to Zhao Yu, his face full of sorrow.
"Please speak, sir," Zhao Yu said gently.
"Master, I don't know what's wrong with me these past few days. I'm constantly restless, unable to eat or sleep," the old man said with a worried expression. "Do you think I've been possessed by an evil spirit?"
Zhao Yu glanced at the old man and saw that his face was sallow, his eyes were sunken, and his hands were covered with calluses.
They look like a poor family who have been working hard all year round.
"Old man, there's no need to worry," Zhao Yu said with a smile. "Think back, a few days ago, did you pass by a cemetery?"
The old man thought for a moment and then nodded quickly: "Oh my, Daoist Master, you are truly amazing, how did you know this?"
Zhao Yu chuckled. How could he not know? This old man was clearly not from a wealthy family, and it was the time to work in the fields; it would be strange if he didn't run into a graveyard.
As for his illness, it was nothing more than the hot weather and overwork.