Teacher for a day

Chapter 21 The Study of Scarlet Characters
The Blood Demon Sect is a difficult sect. Their main practice is the "Blood Slaughtering Heart Technique", which is said to draw true energy back to the meridians of the whole body. When practicing for the first time, the monk himself will first become a blood man .

For any other cultivator, if the true qi is retrograde, it will definitely lead to a dead end, but the mentality of the Blood Demon Sect has been running retrograde since the beginning of cultivation, just like a child who was taught to hold chopsticks with his left hand from birth...

Therefore, the Blood Demon Sect has always been a gangster-type sect with a strong sense of presence and a high degree of recognition!

With all kinds of blood as his life and soul, he releases a bloody light as soon as he makes a move, an existence that fights with blood... Can it not be recognizable?

Their special mentality caused their blood to be too strong, and they couldn't hide it even if they wanted to hide it. Later, they simply didn't hide it.

As a disciple of the Blood Demon Sect, wherever a person is, there is an aura.

However, if a member of such a sect suddenly lost their blood energy, coupled with their invincible explosive ability...Chen Changyan didn't think he could withstand their blows while he was asleep.

If you think about it even more terrifying, you may not even need a single blow.

Maybe they waited for him to fall asleep, hid somewhere near him, and refined all his vitality...

When he wakes up the next morning, Tao Zi will find a mummified body in his bed.

Chen Changyan couldn't think about it anymore - he didn't know what method the other party used, and it didn't make any sense for him to imagine it out of thin air.

"Mother, don't the two people who were caught know how the other disciples hide their blood?" Chen Changyan asked in a deep voice.

"They know." Madam gave an unexpected answer.

Chen Changyan looked puzzled: "Then...why don't we know? They won't say it until they die?"

Madam shook her head: "It's not... because we can't figure out what they mean when they say it over and over again."

"What did you say?" Chen Changyan asked.

"Angiotensin... what factors, conversion enzymes, inhibitors...aldosterone." Mrs. recalled with difficulty.

Chen Changyan's mind buzzed, and he felt an urge to stand up.

In fact, he didn't know what it was, but what was certain was that it didn't belong to this world.

However, he did not stand up.

He just took a sip of tea steadily.

The information that no one in this world could understand, he couldn't explain why he had such a big reaction all of a sudden.

"Mother, are those two still alive?" Chen Changyan looked down at the time and asked calmly.

It's already 11:30.

"Oh, I killed one of them, the rest is still breathing." Madam said, "What's the matter? Changyan, would you like to ask yourself?"

"Yes..." Chen Changyan did some calculations, and it took about half an hour to walk from here to the outer door.

He must ride a horse or ride a kite.

It takes ten minutes to ride a horse, and about five minutes for a kite to fly all the way there, but it takes some real energy.

"If Changyan wants to interrogate himself, I'll ask the outer door to send him over tomorrow morning," said the madam.

"No need, I'll go there now." Chen Changyan still chose to ride a horse.

The reason why I didn't choose the kite is because I will cross in half an hour.

In that world of industrial civilization, the depletion of true qi in his body cannot be replenished immediately... It is better to try to keep the battery fully charged.

Madam was stunned for a moment, but still brought him a cloak: "I knew you would be so scared when I heard it, so I won't tell you tonight. It's not too late to say it when we have breakfast tomorrow."

"Mother, I'm not afraid, but wait until tomorrow morning, they may not have any bone left for me." Chen Changyan smiled at her.

Interrogation in this world is a very extensive routine. Ask what is what, ask what you don't understand, and then continue to ask what you understand. Anyway, in the end, you will end up asking people to death.

He took the clothes, called Taozi to follow him, and went straight down the mountain.

The night wind was cold and heavy, and the cloak was fierce.

He couldn't wait for tomorrow morning.For him, there was still a day and a night between this evening and tomorrow morning.

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Wan Xiaozong's dungeon, like thousands of other dungeons, is dark, damp, and bloody.

The Blood Demon Sect's "Blood Slaying Heart Technique" can enable their disciples to have stronger physical fitness in places where the smell of blood is strong, so as to provide higher combat effectiveness.

Chen Changyan thanked them for this method.

If it was an ordinary person, he might not even wait for him to come over, so he would have already treated him with respect.

The man who was tied to the iron frame was a man with blood and flesh blurred all over his body. He was 1.9 meters tall.

The mentality of the Blood Demon Sect is very domineering. When the true energy is surged to the extreme, the body will swell and be indestructible. After each battle, they can retain a little bit of this strengthening. Therefore, if it is a Blood Demon who cultivated since childhood Zong disciples will grow taller and stronger than ordinary people.

As soon as Chen Changyan came over, the disciples of the sect who were on guard immediately handed over the torture tools and woke up the bound disciples of the blood demon sect.

"I only ask three questions. After answering, you can continue to sleep..." Chen Changyan put the torture equipment aside and said quietly.

"..." The disciple of the Blood Demon Sect looked at him with sunken eyes, with both spirit and spiritlessness.

"The first question, the thing you said before that can weaken the blood in your body... Accurate, full name, write it out for me."

Chen Changyan casually picked up a piece of paper on the table next to him, and handed it to the disciple of the Blood Demon Sect.

The Blood Demon Sect disciple closed his eyes.

The disciple of the sect next to him thought that he was not cooperating, and his face was a little uneasy, so he picked up the torture tool and prepared to do it, but was stopped by Chen Changyan.

Soon...

The surrounding atmosphere slowly fluctuates...

On the piece of paper that Chen Changyan held up, a line of blood characters slowly condensed.

"Telmisartan Hydrochlorothiazide Tablets."

This kind of ghost name...Chen Changyan read it once and didn't remember it, read it twice and didn't remember it, read it three times, forget it, gave up, and directly saved it in the book of Qingnian.

With limited time, he immediately asked the second question: "Where did you get this so-so... film?"

The disciple of the Blood Demon Sect shook his head... He probably only cared about using it, not where it came from.

Next to him is a dead disciple of the Blood Demon Sect... that person should know a little more, but unfortunately he is already dead.

However, this disciple of the Blood Demon Sect accidentally said something in a hoarse voice that made Chen Changyan more concerned.

In the descriptions of the disciples of the Blood Demon Sect, the thing sent to them by the sect has been called "Telmisartan Hydrochlorothiazide Tablet Liquid".

Anyone with a little common sense in that world will know how weird this statement is.

Moreover, no matter how this medicine sounds, it will not be a liquid.

But Chen Changyan didn't think much about it first, and asked the third question: "Is there enough...things in your sect?"

He originally wanted to ask how much he had in stock, but this disciple of the Blood Demon Sect didn't even know where the pills came from, and he probably didn't know the exact quantity.

Whether the quantity is sufficient is a subjective question.

For example, if you give it immediately after eating, or even give the next batch before you finish eating, then it must be enough. If the above shows that it is very precious and reluctant to give it, then the stock is not enough.

The dying disciple of the Blood Demon Sect thought for a while and gave the latter answer.

The stock is not enough.

After Chen Changyan asked three questions, he stopped asking, turned his head and left this dirty and smelly place.

At 55:[-], he stood by the small river at the outer gate, looking up at the starry sky.

In the Blood Demon Sect, it is already certain that there will be a back and forth traveler like him.

It's just that the traversers of the Blood Demon Sect didn't know that in that world of industrial civilization... he was also there!

And he didn't know who, where, and what identity the other party was in that world...

Right now, it's a double-blind situation.

"Ask Fang Ji to find out if there are any outside disciples of the Blood Demon Sect recently, or little people who sweep the floor or help the kitchen, who are suddenly reused by the suzerain or elders. If so, I want his specific name." Chen Changyan After giving instructions to a disciple in red next to him, he found a rock and sat down...

Is that unknown Blood Demon Sect traveler looking up at the same starry sky in this world in the last 5 minutes?
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