Numerous tricks and schemes

  Wu Yue could no longer tell whether this fourteen-year-old boy was naive to the point of foolishness or clever to the extreme.

  Fang Yun knew his own future, but he wasn't worried at all.

  If it were an adult, Wu Yue might think that this person is hiding his true self, but he couldn't imagine what a fourteen-year-old boy could possibly reveal.

  "Aren't you worried about your own future?"

  "I've said it before, I'm leaving and no one can stop me. Since they want to send me to the southern border, I might as well find a mercenary group myself." Fang Yun said nonchalantly.

  At this time, the little second who was serving Fang Yun in the inn walked up with a sly smile on his face: "Young man, you're finally awake. You can really sleep, sleeping for three whole days."

  "That's because your anesthetic dosage is sufficient, the effect is good, three dishes and one soup, two bottles of anesthetics were added, enough to knock out ten old cows." Fang Yun smiled and looked at Xiao Er.

  "Huh... how did you know I had two bottles..." The shopkeeper was taken aback and asked in surprise.

  "Nonsense! You put so much anesthetic in the food that everything tastes like anesthesia. Only a fool wouldn't notice." Fang Yun glared at Xiao Er.

  Xiao Er's face was slightly red, looking at Fang Yun with a puzzled expression: "You knew it back then?"

  "But the dishes are quite palatable, it seems to be a master chef's skill. It's a pity that you're a human trafficker. When we arrive in Southern Xinjiang, you'll become my cook."

  The little servant's mouth curled up and he sneered coldly: "Looks like you've eaten some crazy medicine and gone stupid."

  "First give me something to eat, I haven't eaten for three days. This time don't put any anesthetic in it, that stuff is too much and the food has no flavor at all."

  Xiao Er and Wu Yue were both rolling their eyes, this kid still thought he was a prince, already in prison but still with an arrogant attitude.

  Fang Yun casually pulled out a silver note: "Give me quickly, the braised pork trotters you made last time were good, give me another plate."

  Xiao Er's eyes widened, he had searched Fang Yun's body and hadn't found a single copper coin, where did this kid hide the silver note?

  The young man snatched the silver ticket, and at this time his several accomplices all surrounded him. A burly man with a face full of scars and two butcher knives inserted at his waist asked: "Young man, hand over all the silver tickets."

  "Wait on me first, young master." Fang Yun completely ignored the butcher's cold words and threats.

  This butcher has killed many people, but the bloody smell is completely covered by the greasy smell of pork, and his body emits a nauseating stench.

  There were four human traffickers in total, including the second child who was also a cook, the shopkeeper, the butcher and the boss's wife. From Fang Yun's observation, the boss's wife had the strongest strength, followed by the butcher, then the second child, and the shopkeeper was the weakest.

  The boss's wife was over thirty years old, with a seductive appearance, but a shocking scar on her right cheek completely destroyed her beauty.

  The shopkeeper looked like a kind old man, with an iron abacus hanging from his waist, his eyes dull and occasionally coughing.

  The four of them discussed it for a while and decided to follow Fang Yun's request after all. Fang Yun didn't know where he had put the silver ticket, and they had searched his body and clothes before, but hadn't found a single one.

  Moreover, Fang Yun's request was not a big deal, and soon Xiao Er had made several dishes and brought them into the prison cart for Fang Yun.

  Wu Yue was drooling at the sight of the food, Fang Yun glanced at Wu Yue and turned to ask Xiao Er: "Bring another pair of chopsticks, is there wine?"

  Xiao Er glared at Fang Yun fiercely, this kid really thought he was home, but he still picked up a pair of chopsticks.

  Wu Yue looked at Fang Yun with gratitude. He hadn't had a full meal in a long time, and now he didn't hesitate. Fang Yun placed the wine in front of Wu Yue.

  Wu Yue's mouth twitched, eating too hard, the wound on his body cracked open, and fresh blood flowed out.

  Fang Yun furrowed his brow: "When eating, I hate smelling blood the most."

  Wu Yue hung his head in shame, as if he was very wronged and hurt. Fang Yun not only didn't comfort him but instead kicked him while he was down, which left a bad taste in his heart.

  Fang Yun shook his head: "Take this dan medicine."

  Wu Yue took over the dan medicine, and a strong and elegant fragrance was emitted from the dan medicine. Wu Yue took a deep breath, as if extremely comfortable.

  But Wu Yue did not swallow it immediately, instead looking at Fang Yun and asking: "What is this?"

  "I'm treating your wounds so next time we eat, your blood doesn't splatter everywhere."

  Wu Yue puckered her mouth, swallowed the dan medicine, and in an instant a fragrant aroma wafted from inside to outside, spreading throughout her mouth, nose, and tongue. Her entire body began to heat up, as if she were standing in a furnace. Wu Yue took deep breaths, as if trying to spew out the fiery passion in her heart.

  At this moment, Wu Yue's mind is at ease, but his body is suffering unbearably, and his skin is itching intolerably, especially around the wound, as if millions of ants are crawling on it.

  "It's...so painful."

  Wu Yue reached out to scratch an itch, but was held back by Fang Yun. Fang Yun whispered, "Don't scratch, be careful not to tear the wound open."

  Wu Yue felt his wrist was clamped by a pair of pliers, and he couldn't pull it back no matter how hard he tried. He could only endure the pain and numbness, but to his surprise, the wounds on his body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

  Wu Yue was more and more shocked as he looked on, his face filled with incredulity. The little second who was standing beside him also had a look of utter disbelief on his face.

  "What... what was that thing you just gave him to eat?"

  "What's it got to do with you."

  The little servant hastily ran to the side of the landlady, speaking and pointing in the direction of the prison cart. The landlady hurriedly walked over.

  "Hand over the elixir you just took." The boss's wife said bluntly, stretching out her hand to take Fang Yun's elixir.

  "A thousand and two mace, exchange it for silver notes." Fang Yun smiled and looked at the boss's wife.

  There isn't a woman who doesn't love beauty, especially beautiful women. Fang Yun had to admit that the boss's wife was very beautiful and had a lot of feminine charm, aside from that scar.

  "Little one, don't forget your identity, you are now my prisoner." The boss's wife threatened viciously.

  "Love or not, one thousand two will cure the scars on your face, and it's cheap for you." Fang Yun was asking a high price, but in fact this medicine was worth only a few taels of silver.

  "Go find the shopkeeper and get a thousand taels!" The landlady said reluctantly to Xiao Er.

  "Boss's wife..." The shop assistant looked at the boss's wife hesitantly.

  "Go!" The boss's wife was anxious: "Money can be earned at any time, this kid has a lot of money on him, and he won't lack these two thousand." The boss's wife also spoke directly to Fang Yun.

  Soon, the boss's wife got the elixir as she wished, and she hastily took it.

  The scene that followed was the same as before, the scars on the boss's face from years ago began to gradually recover, she couldn't believe it and touched her own cheek.

  "It's gone, it's really gone, haha...it's really gone!" The boss's wife exclaimed excitedly, her face filled with excitement and disbelief.

  Fang Yun smiled and looked at the boss's wife: "Good effect, right? In order to make it even better, I added a little zombie powder."

  "Zombie powder..."

  In an instant, everyone's face changed dramatically. They were unclear what kind of pill Fang Yun was, but they were absolutely clear that the Lamenting Zombie Powder was something that would gradually turn them into mindless zombies after ingestion.

  Undead powder is strange, but many people use undead powder to control some undead and protect their own manor.

  "I've said it before, I want to go out, no one can stop me."