Chapter 12
Chapter 12

The moon is sparse, and the breeze makes the leaves rustle...

"Hey! Hey! Hey..."

The strange sound broke the original tranquility.

"What's that sound?" The young monk guarding outside leaned over curiously, and looked inside through the crack of the door.

I saw, with a flash of cold light, Yun Yiran was sharpening a dagger continuously, the sound of sharpening the knife was like a reminder of death, which made people's hairs stand on end.

Yun Yiran sharpened the knife quickly, with a strong murderous look in her eyes. If she hadn't had good self-control, she might have bitten off a piece of that man's flesh today!

Thinking of cold ink, Yun Yiran sharpens his knife even faster!
"Hoo! Hoo hoo!"

After sharpening the dagger, Yun Yiran's mood also improved, and she began to feel her own pulse. As time passed, her complexion became more and more ugly.

She knew that there were many types of poison in this body, but she didn't expect it to be so much...

……

Inside the dining hall of Cuifeng Temple.

Several young monks were constantly busy, and in a short while there were several vegetarian dishes on the table.

Yi Wuxi's stomach growled, "Those wild vegetables and rough rice are like pig food compared to this!"

"You are the pig!" A young monk next to him beat Yi Wuxi hard.

Yi Wuxi didn't feel the pain at all, and stared at the food on the table, drooling continuously, "Yes, I'm a pig, so I'm going to eat three big bowls of rice today, half full!"

"Haha, I'll give you six bowls, just let you be full!"

At this time, the little monk who was cooking couldn't help but exclaimed: "The spices left by the benefactor are really delicious!" He poured a little into the mixed vegetable soup in the pot, and the food was full of fragrance .

Yi Wuxi felt completely intoxicated when he smelled this smell: "It's really delicious! I really want to eat it!"

The laughter mixed with the smell of rice made people feel good, but Yun Yiran's expression became extremely serious, she glanced around and quickly ran out.

After only a moment, when she came back, she had some fresh grass leaves in her hands, and directly dripped the juice into the food. In an instant, the intoxicating aroma in the air dissipated quite a bit.

After completing a series of actions, Yun Yiran directly grabbed the spices from the young monk's hand and turned away.

"..."

It took a long time for everyone to regain their senses: "Female... female benefactor, so scary."

"Yes! Yes!"

"Why do I think...she is scarier than the male benefactor?"

Although it was midsummer, they felt as if their bodies had been baptized by a gust of cold wind.

……

Night, cool as water.

Occasionally, a few cicadas chirped, and Yun Yiran stood under the moonlight with a cold face.

I saw that the spice box was carved with complicated patterns, and the aroma coming out of it was as dangerous and intoxicating as poppies blooming in the wind.

It was emitted by a kind of deadly poison, the amount of which was enough to poison all the people in the entire temple to death!
Who is the poisoner?

Rong or someone else?
If it was Rong's, then her IQ is definitely owed for her behavior of pretending to be a "loving mother" and then poisoning her.

However, if it is someone else, who is it?
The familiar yet unfamiliar smell in the air made her feel a little numb, as if she had nothing to do with the poison after she came to this world.

After this incident, her determination to go to Yunfu was strengthened. After all, it would be extremely impolite to accept a gift and not return it!
(End of this chapter)

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