Aunt Tang nodded after listening.
"I didn't bring much poison with me this time. Things like Black Lotus Root are all in Mountain City.
"I only have miasma powder, Blood-Dissolving Poison, and Rainstorm Needles here.
"Everyone can take some of the miasma powder.
"Once inhaled, this miasma powder can put someone into a dazed state for a short time.
"But these people are gu masters. They generally raise insects on their bodies.
"The dazed state definitely won't last long..."
As she spoke, Aunt Tang took a large bottle from her bag, then pulled out some yellow paper.
She poured out the powder from the large bottle and gave each of us some.
At the same time, Aunt Tang took out a device resembling a toothpick holder from her bag.
It was clearly a hidden weapon of the Tang Clan.
The Tang Clan of central Sichuan was best known not only for poison, but also for their hidden weapon techniques.
This toothpick holder was probably the Rainstorm Needles.
Just from the name, one could more or less imagine the effect this hidden weapon would have once unleashed.
Elsewhere, the three old men of the Tang Family were lighting lamps—nine candles in total.
Beneath each candle was a birth-date talisman.
They silently chanted incantations, then finally summoned souls and waved a soul banner.
The instant the soul banner moved, all nine lit candles went out with a series of booms...
At the sight, the three old men and the middle-aged man's expressions changed drastically.
"Third, Fourth, Fifth Uncle, all the soul lamps have gone out. Black Brother, the nephews, and the nieces have all met with disaster."
The three old men's faces darkened sharply, their expressions turning furious.
"Damn it! Was it the Secret Bureau again?"
"Fuck, they tracked us all the