171: Discovery
Han Yi shook him vigorously for a long time, but Huang An remained motionless, as if in a nightmare. From his posture, he didn't seem to be sleeping; rather, he appeared to have fallen into a coma.
“This…”
Han Yi pondered for a moment, then decided to investigate. He raised the Xuan Tie Sword, and with a Dragon-like thrust, aimed it behind Huang An.
Boom!
The white wall behind Huang An instantly broke open, like paper, revealing a large hole.
Huang An's room was connected to Huang Zi'ang's room, separated only by a wall. This was Huang An's painstaking arrangement to protect his elder brother's beloved son.
In the adjacent room, Huang Zi'ang was in the same state as Huang An: his body was stiff and cold, devoid of warmth, and a mass of black qi lingered between his eyebrows.
Moreover, the black qi above Huang Zi'ang's head was significantly denser than the black qi above Huang An's head!
“The meat pies we ate tonight were problematic!”
Han Yi exclaimed coldly. He clearly remembered that among those present when they ate the meat pies that night, Huang Zi'ang ate the most aggressively. Relying on his status as the Huang Family's Young Master, he showed no humility, eating six or seven pies in a row.
Perhaps, it was precisely for this reason that the black qi at Huang Zi'ang's glabella was so dense.
“That’s impossible, I clearly watched…”
Even now, Bai Sanren stubbornly refused to believe it, like a dead duck with a hard beak.
Han Yi ignored him. He could only be thankful for one thing: from the beginning, when he sensed something was wrong, he hadn't eaten the meat pies made by Tao Gu.
Furthermore, when Qian Xue and Bai Sanren first started eating, he threw away the pies he had taken a few bites from and stopped them from continuing…
Otherwise, trying to wake them up just now might not have been so simple…
Slap!
Han Yi sharply slapped Huang Zi'ang's face. The pampered Young Master's fair face immediately swelled, his teeth were knocked askew, and blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
“Ouch!!!” Huang Zi'ang cried out miserably, waking from his coma, and clutching his cheek, he shouted, “Who, who hit me???”
“Hmmph…”
Huang Zi'ang looked up and saw Han Yi in the darkness, his eyes gleaming with sharp cold light, holding a large sword, and staring at him with an unfriendly expression.
Anyone who saw this scene would be scared out of their wits and soil themselves, let alone someone like Huang Zi'ang, who had done too many bad deeds!
Huang Zi'ang immediately sobered up. Damn it, he had only flirted with his sister, and now this person wanted to chop him down?
Is this my retribution?
He thought of the absurd things he had done before, and the more he thought, the more panicked he became. His sphincter loosened, and he involuntarily soiled himself.
“Brother Han, Young Master Han, Lord Han, I was truly blind and failed to recognize a true master…” Huang Zi'ang cried, snot and tears streaming down his face.
Thud!
He had just woken from his coma, his legs were weak, and he struggled to crawl out of bed, but instead, he fell face-first.
“Lord Han, my family is wealthy. If you spare my life, a thousand taels of gold and Pulse Breaking Pills, I will immediately arrange for them to be delivered to you with both hands once I return home!”
He stumbled to Han Yi's front, making to embrace Han Yi's thigh.
“……………”
Han Yi remained silent, merely frowning. He hadn't expected Huang Zi'ang to be so pathetic. He was, after all, a Young Master from an influential family, a Martial Artist in the Late Stage of Refining Bone, and had a father in the Tongmai Stage…
Moreover, he initially had no intention of killing him; he merely wanted to try and awaken him, with no desire to deal with him. Therefore, if Huang Zi'ang had remained silent and calm, he would have thought highly of him, but with such a display…
This child, able to advance and retreat, bend and stretch, willing to endure humiliation for survival, and knows how to use bribery, most importantly, he has a powerful backing and a father in the Tongmai Stage, so he must not be left alive!
However, it only strengthened Han Yi's resolve to kill him!
Although he was somewhat tempted by the 'Pulse Breaking Pill' Huang Zi'ang mentioned, which could increase the chances of opening human Meridians and breaking through to the Tongmai Stage…
But thinking with his toes, this was merely an empty promise made by Huang Zi'ang out of fear!
“Are you sleeping like an idiot? Something has happened! I don't have time for you right now. Go check on your Martial Artists first!”
Han Yi kicked Huang Zi'ang, adding dismissively, “Also, change your clothes first…”
Although he now harbored the thought of eradicating the root cause and leaving no future troubles, in this urgent situation where people were needed to clear the way, he would wait until the situation became clear before acting!
“Okay, okay…”
Huang Zi'ang quickly got up, and a puddle of yellow liquid immediately appeared on the ground. The foul smell of excrement and urine assailed them. His face flushed crimson, and he quickly turned to change his clothes and went to the next room to call for people.
Since it had been confirmed that eating the pies could lead to a deep coma, Han Yi didn't hesitate and returned to Huang An's bed.
He used the same method, raising a large basin of cold water and delivering a big slap. Of course, this time he wasn't as harsh; there was no choice, Huang An had eaten fewer meat pies than Huang Zi'ang, so the force of his blow was naturally reduced accordingly.
“Hiss…” Huang An woke from his coma, clutching his somewhat cold and stinging cheek.
“Who am I? Where am I? Where am I going?”
Facing the fully armed Han Yi and his companions, and the man-sized hole behind him, Huang An initially thought he was dreaming and posed the three philosophical questions.
'Could it be that I'm so unlucky that the three passersby I met are also a group of robbers?'
He wondered in his heart.
“Huang An, wake up quickly, there was something wrong with what we ate tonight! Tao Wu's family is probably not ordinary villagers!”
Han Yi quickly explained.
What?
Huang An executed a beautiful carp jump, immediately flipping out of bed.
Subsequently, the group quickly arrived at the room where Wang Quanzhi and seven Martial Artists were crowded together.
Upon entering, the pungent and choking smell in the room made everyone frown.
“Zi'ang, what's going on?”
Inside the room, besides Wang Quanzhi, the other six were lying peacefully on their beds, unresponsive no matter how Huang Zi'ang called out to them.
Huang Zi'ang looked towards the sound and saw Han Yi leading the group. A hint of discomfort flashed in his eyes.
Then, as if seeing his backbone, he shouted in surprise, “Uncle An!”
He avoided Han Yi, striding quickly behind Huang An, and said in confusion, “Uncle An, I don't know why, but they all seem to be possessed. No matter how I call, they won't wake up. Is there something strange about this village?!”
“This…”
Huang An hesitated. He had just woken from his coma and was still somewhat confused about the next step. He couldn't help but turn his head to look at Han Yi.