Paragraph 4 of the marriage contract: I make the food for you, don't ask about the method.
The stove is the blade and the marriage certificate is the bait. A cup of peppercorn chicken revealed the origin of the voodoo marks on his fingertips; half a page of insect records revealed centuries-old bones in the well.
At first, he used marriage as a talisman, but later he found out that it was also a bait. At first, he used the tip of his tongue to identify the poison as his self-preservation technique. When the silver bell rang, he realized that the one who had been awarded the title of poison master in his previous life was his own body.
This month shines on the ancient Gu, and the old situation awaits old friends.
When the silver bell rang underground, he stood outside the kiln, rubbed the flat edge of the peach core with his fingertips, and whispered: "Go home."
Thousands of poisons are hidden in the mountains, and one seal is in the well. This game was entered ten years ago.
Intention: Break the situation with food, know people with taste