Time travel: Are you as professional as him in eating dog food?

At this moment, a thunderclap appeared in the sky outside the house, and the lightning that followed suddenly illuminated the entire night sky.

The candlelight in the room flickered, and the two people who were originally sitting stood up.

"Sister...

The woman opened her mouth with difficulty, her hands trembling as she held onto the tabletop, her little finger slightly raised.

"I didn't do anything. What happened to her?"

Wen Baixu felt the weight on his body, his lips trembled, and he slowly spoke

"Sister..."

The woman's voice suddenly increased, and she immediately wanted to run over from the other side of the table.

"Don't move...Everyone, don't move for now."

Seeing this, Gu Yanming stretched out his hand to stop the woman's steps, glanced at Wen Baixu, stretched out his hand to signal him not to move, and then he slowly walked over.

He walked forward, reached into his bosom, took out a handkerchief, held it in his hand, and slowly walked towards the direction where Lianyi's head was pointing.

I saw her head tilted to the left, her eyes tightly closed, her brows furrowed, she was in great pain, white liquid was oozing from the corners of her mouth, and a strange smell was coming out.

Seeing this, Gu Yanming quickly dipped a little with his handkerchief, and then checked the exposed parts of her body. But except for a little soup and her saliva on his fingers, everything else was normal. He also took her pulse, but the result made him look nervous.

After reading it, Gu Yanming put the handkerchief in his palm, turned around and shook his head at everyone.

"What do you mean, little Ripple is hopeless?"

Gu Yanming didn't say anything, but just walked quietly to the table. His slender fingers tapped on the table, perhaps out of annoyance.

"Why don't you say something? Are you trying to drive me crazy?"

The woman looked at Gu Yanming with a suspicious expression and walked towards him

Gu Yanming ignored her and just muttered to himself.

"This... Could it be that 'it' has really sneaked in?"

"Who?"

Feng Jiuming, who was closest to him, heard his mumbling and asked in confusion.

Gu Yanming didn't say anything but just looked at him deeply.

"So who is it...you guys...never mind...I don't want to know who it is. I'm going to take my apprentice to get treatment."

The woman walked anxiously to Wen Baixu's side and was about to reach out to pick up Lianyi from the young man's back, but the next moment the woman was suddenly shocked.

"Why is she...she dead?"

The woman saw this and couldn't believe it at first, but now she covers her mouth and cries.

"What...but just now..."

Gu Yanming stood up instantly, and in an instant he seemed to have thought of something, and his face became more certain.

"As expected... the only thing with such a strong poison is-----Drunken Dream"

"what is that?"

Wen Baixu's trembling voice drifted towards Gu Yanming

Gu Yanming didn't look at him, but just walked forward and stretched out his hand to take Lianyi's pulse. A faint gleam appeared in his eyes, but when he looked up, he was full of disappointment. He nodded at the woman.

The woman covered her mouth and burst into tears. She hugged the girl on his back.

"Ripples~"

A shrill cry resounded throughout the hall...

The next day, the sky was already bright, but the man on the steps was still sitting there, his face full of worry.

[Host, you've been mumbling to yourself all night, haven't you convinced yourself yet? ]

"Then you believe it wasn't me?"

[1000th time]

The mechanical voice in my head answered without any emotion.

"But this is really...really not my fault?"

[Host, please be more confident and remove the word "吗". If it were really you, do you think you could still stay here until now? ]

"But they went away all night and didn't come back. Isn't this...not worrying?"

[There's no point in being panicked. You can't avoid what's coming to you...]

The voice in my mind didn't last more than half a second. With a creak, the door of the hall was pushed open, and a man in a purple robe walked in with a group of people.

"you....."

When Wen Baixu saw that it was them, he felt so relieved that he reached out his hand.

The person on the other side didn't react for a moment and asked in confusion: "Why is this?"

"Aren't you taking me away?"

The young man looked desperate, and his hand was stretched out quickly and simply.

"Take you away? We... for us... we will take you away."

There was also a small chuckle as he spoke, as if to indicate something.

"Still laughing. Such a serious matter is still laughing."

The leader immediately stopped smiling, coughed, threw the thing in his hand, and tied it to his wrist, but outsiders could not see it.

"Then let's go, let's get on the road"

A cry, like the one in a funeral procession

"Alas~ I have to die like this every time..."

Wen Baixu seemed to have gotten used to it, but he could do nothing but watch him pull him out of the crowd little by little, just like he was pulling cargo...

Wen Baixu was dragged all the way to a familiar hall. He had been to this hall countless times, both in his dreams and in the long river of time.

"Please come, my regular customer"

The person holding him reached out and knocked lightly, and suddenly a majestic voice came from inside.

"Come in"

Wen Baixu glanced at him weakly, and when he saw that the man ignored him, he turned his head aside, shook his head with despair, pushed the door and walked in.

There were many people standing in the hall, some of whom I knew and some of whom I had only met once.

He made up his mind, walked quickly to the middle, stood beside the woman, bowed, and waited for the trial.

"Do you know your guilt..."

Every time the middle-aged man's voice sounded, Wen Baixu's heart would jump involuntarily, just like when he was in the original world and did something wrong and was sent to the training office.

"Boy..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard the man on the throne speak.

"Uncle Master, isn't it too early to convict now?"

“But it’s his cooking after all.”

A weeping and haggard woman stood up on the stairs. Wen Baixu turned around and saw that it was Lin Yue.

Wen Baixu immediately turned his head when he saw this, trying to avoid her gaze, but some people didn't seem to want to let him go.

"Yes, the dish that Senior Sister ate before she died was made by Junior Brother Wen."

The whole place was filled with chatter, and the middle-aged man sitting on the right side of the stage frowned and looked at everyone in the hall.

There was a moment of silence in the hall.

“That means it’s about that dish.”

"Yes, my uncle."

The woman replied weakly and glanced at the young man.

"But... Senior Brother also said that the poison Lianyi was poisoned by was the poison of the demon world, 'Drunken Dream'. How could a jerk like him... know someone from the demon world?"

"That's not necessarily true, Junior Brother. Maybe you were deceived by this person..."

Wen Baixu was about to roll his eyes and complain silently in his heart when he heard the door of the hall, which was originally closed, open. A group of women appeared in the hall. The leader clasped her hands together, saluted, and called out

"Uncle Master, how are you? If you don't mind, I'll come and take a look."