Chapter - 322 Willingly Disfigure a Handsome Face (16) (1/2)
Seeing Lu Zhangke was slow in taking out the antidote, Fan Yao thought that if he urged, then Lu Zhangke might deliberately make things difficult, so he sat down and said with a laugh, ”Why don't Lu Xiong unseal Concubine Han's acupoint? Then we all can drink several cups together. Looking at beautiful face under the bright lamp light is a rare lucky occasion that you won't necessarily experience it once in a lifetime.”
Lu Zhangke knew that there were a lot of people in the Wan An Temple complex; the longer Concubine Han stayed in his room, the more dangerous their situation would be. Therefore, immediately he took the deer antler staff and turned one of the antlers open. He took a cup and pour some powder into it while saying, ”Ku Dashi, Xiongdi concede defeat to your divine strategy; please take this antidote.”
Fan Yao shook his head, ”Such a little antidote, what can I do with that?”
Lu Zhangke said, ”Not to mention two people, this powder is enough to rescue six, seven people.”
”Don't be stingy,” Fan Yao said, ”What harm is it in giving me some more? To be brutally honest, you are so crafty that Ku Toutuo is afraid of your scheming.”
Seeing him wanted more of the antidote, Lu Zhangke suddenly stood up and said, ”Ku Dashi, could it be that the people you want to rescue is not Miejue Shitai and your beloved daughter?”
Fan Yao was about to make some excuse when suddenly they heard footsteps on the courtyard; about seven, eight people rushed in. One of them was heard saying, ”The footprints stop here. Could it be that Concubine Han is in the Wan An Temple area?”
Lu Zhangke's expression changed; he pulled the cup back into his bosom, out of Ku Toutuo's reach. He thought that Ku Toutuo had prepared an ambush; as soon as he took the antidote, he would make his move. Fan Yao waved his hand, telling him not to panic, then he took a blanket and covered up Concubine Han, including her head; he also pulled down the bed curtain.
”Mr. Lu, are you home?” one of the men on the courtyard called out. Fan Yao pointed to his own mouth, reminding Lu Zhangke that he was a mute, telling him to answer.
”What is it?” Lu Zhangke said in loud voice.
”One of the concubines from the palace is kidnapped,” that man replied, ”We trace the bandit's footprints and looks like he came to Wan An Temple.”
Lu Zhangke shot an angry look toward Fan Yao; his meaning was clear: 'If you are not intentionally framing me, with your kind of skill, how could you leave a trail behind?'
Fan Yao grinned widely and smiled. He made some hand signals, telling him to send these men away; while in his heart he thought, ”Wei Fuwang truly went all the way; he directed the track from the palace to this place.”
Lu Zhangke coldly laughed and said, ”You don't scatter and look around, but making disturbance here. What do you want?” Because of his high level of martial art skill, everybody was scared of him. That man answered indistinctly and did not dare to say anything else. He ordered his men to disperse and search the temple.
Lu Zhangke knew that with people all around the Wan An Temple searching for Concubine Han, to actually take Concubine Han out of the temple and bring her someplace else would not be easy even though they would not dare to search his room. He frowned and stared angrily at Ku Toutuo.