Xianwu Datang: Start with the rich woman

Chapter 63 The God Stick and the Savior 】

Song Quwu's paintings are very interesting.

The Gu sculpture is not like a Gu sculpture, it looks like a big bug.

The position and posture of a man and a woman are not different. The man is taking drugs, and the woman has turned over and drew her sword.

Chen Yanjun couldn't help sighing, Senior Sister Song's paintings were too realistic, as if she was really seeing it with her own eyes.

But he couldn't prove that Murong Ye was there at the time.

After all, the group of Marquis Wu who were greedy for life and afraid of death also saw this scene, so they could recount it to the Prison Officer afterwards.

But at this moment, Chen Yanjun turned his head to look at Murong Ye's expression, which was too mysterious and quiet...

Could this woman be really there?
Chen Yanjun suddenly remembered that the first time he met Murong Ye, she didn't appear immediately, but hid on the beam.

Recently getting along with her, I found that this woman doesn't have any big plans, she does things all by intuition, and she is very accurate in judging people, she doesn't seem like a person who hides and endures.

Even so, he didn't look for him directly, but hid on the beam of Cui's mansion and observed him for so long, and didn't show up until he confronted Cui Wanjun.

What's more, she was still afraid of heights, so she hid on the beam.

Could it be that he really saw something special about him?

Chen Yanjun suddenly suspected that Madam and Murong Ye seemed to have a very good relationship, could it be that Murong Ye was the one who had a fortune teller for Madam?
Combined with this woman's unreasonable fear of heights...

More and more like a magic stick!

Chen Yanjun stared at himself in the splashed ink painting, and asked curiously:

"Speaking of which, how did senior sister know that I was taking herbal medicine at that time?"

Song Quwu glanced at Murong Ye, and said calmly:
"This is the result that Mr. Buzheng sneaked into the file room of the Wuma Department to find out."

"About the Gu carving matter, the Yinhu Department and the Wuma Department are currently investigating."

"I heard that Luan Feng and Liu Qingyu from the Wuma Department went to Danlin Hospital that day. They planned to trip you up, but they didn't plan to let you join the prison department, but in the end they were overwhelmed by your medical skills."

"Maybe one day in the future, if Lord Buzheng causes trouble, you will be poached by Wumabu."

I will cause trouble?Murong Ye frowned, gnawed on the pear, unhappy.

"Say the point!"

Song Quwu immediately changed his mouth and said:

"The difference between Gu Diao and ordinary beasts is that his spiritual intelligence seems to be much higher than that of ordinary beasts, but it seems to be worse than that of humans... His blood is poisonous and contagious to a certain extent."

"There are indications that Gu carvings are not natural beasts from mountains and seas, but artificially made by someone according to the appearance of strange beasts from mountains and seas."

Saying so, she casually drew countless fusion pictures of Gu worms and big eagles.

Obviously, she didn't see the Gu sculpture with her own eyes, and the information she heard about the Gu sculpture was also very sloppy, like a certain woman's style.

Regarding the fact that Gu carvings are not exotic beasts from mountains and seas, Chen Yanjun had already expected it.

How can there be a strange animal from the mountains and seas that has been tamed by humans, and can run away with its head lost, or even act separately?

"So, Gu poison is the key?"

Song Quwu was slightly taken aback, not quite getting used to the word yet.

"Gu poison...in fact, Fang Qunyu arbitrarily called it based on the poison on the Gu carving. It should be something like a magic barrier. You should be familiar with it, and it was the first time he successfully cured the magic barrier on Cui Da."

Chen Yanjun's understanding of demonic barriers is limited to the practice of breaking through barriers, and he doesn't know the definition of a jailer.

"Where was the Gu poison first discovered? Could it be some kind of man-made poison?"

As a traveler from the 21st century, Chen Yanjun is the best at conspiracy theories.

Song Quwu immediately swiped his ink and drew a casual cultivator sitting on the ruins of the war and rushing to pass the customs.

"The aura is poor, the resources are poor, and a talented cultivator who is not well prepared and does not have the correct guidance to forcibly pass the level, what will happen?"

Chen Yanjun tentatively replied:

"Is it possible to fall into the magic way?"

In Song Quwu's graffiti splashing ink, Sanxiu's head began to smoke.

"That's right, only geniuses will fall into the devil's way when they are underappreciated."

Chen Yanjun is no stranger to this smoke, and it may not be smoke, it is probably the heat dissipation mechanism that shuts down after the soul enters the nightmare environment.

He has encountered this situation many times himself, and has not mentioned it yet.

Song Quwu continued:

"So, in Chang'an, it is usually difficult to see demons, but in places and counties where there are constant wars and poor aura, many casual cultivators with good talents do not have enough resources and methods, and it is easy to fall into the demonic way."

"What is the magic way?"

The magic way in Chen Yanjun's impression is more often evil cultivation, such as cannibalism, refining human body flow, or the concubine who squeezes juice from the furnace...

Song Quwu explained:

"The prisoner's definition of the way of magic is different from that of evil cultivators. Only those who lose their sanity and directly succeed in the second stage of nourishing qi are called the way of magic."

"It's also called entering the magic barrier."

"The essence of magic is that there is a problem with the soul, not a problem with the body."

"But in most cases, problems with spirit and soul are more terrifying than problems with physique."

"Mo Dao will change the body as he pleases until it changes into the ideal form in his heart."

Saying this, Song Quwu began to speed up his splashed ink and scribble freely, as if he had awakened some incredible talent.

"Actually, even an ordinary cultivator who has not entered the magic way can forcibly control his soul, detoxify his dantian, and fill up his spiritual pressure. Under the limit state, he can transform his body into a free form."

Chen Yanjun took a closer look, and in Senior Sister Song's simple graffiti, he even saw shapes resembling octopus tentacles, floating hydra, or giant worms...

The more she looked at it, the more something was wrong, Chen Yanjun hurriedly interrupted her weird graffiti.

"What is the relationship between Gu poison and magic barrier?"

Song Quwu said:

"The term Gu poison has existed for a long time. It was originally used to control the poisonous properties of poisonous insects. Fang Qunyu used this word to refer to the poison of Gu carvings these days. The final result has not yet come out, and the jailer has only temporarily used this term.

"The opinion of Fang Qunyu and Dr. Tan is that Gu poison is likely to be a kind of poison extracted from the devil's body and fixed and preserved with special drugs for transmission."

It can be seen that Senior Sister Song is very cautious in her choice of words, and all uncertain matters are pushed to the Danlin Institute, and have nothing to do with the Prison Division.

This is something that can't be helped, the Prison Officer is in Chang'an City, and he can't reach the state of lawlessness.

The Guozijian is a place where all major forces are mixed, with a big family and a big business.

As for the possible man-made Gu poison, Chen Yanjun couldn't help but think of Huang Chao who practiced in Danlin Academy for seven days.

At that time, Professor Fang was still a student...

Chen Yanjun didn't dare to think about it any further. Conspiracy theories without evidence are meaningless.

"Speaking of which, the reason why the Gu poison, or the blood of the devil, has not spread widely is because everyone is mediocre and does not have the conditions to spread it."

"..."

Chen Yanjun suddenly felt insulted by himself.

Song Quwu continued:

"When the devil's blood spreads to mortals, before it has time to act on the root bones, the mortal's soul will be unable to carry it, and it will die or go crazy on the spot. Naturally, its blood is not contagious."

"The devil's blood is transmitted to a cultivator with average talent. The cultivator will turn into a pool of wriggling flesh until the last trace of spiritual veins is exhausted, and it will dry into dust and smoke. The infectiousness of the blood has been greatly reduced."

While talking, Song Quwu's hands were itchy, and he splashed ink to draw strange wriggling flesh.

Chen Yanjun couldn't help thinking of Fan Yu.

Although this fellow murdered the original owner for money and resources, his death was too tragic.

"Only when the devil's blood is passed on to a genius cultivator, is it possible for this person to fall into the devil's way, and his blood will continue to be contagious."

"If all the cultivators in the world were as gifted as Mr. Buzheng, the human race would have been extinct long ago."

Song went to Wu and said so.

And he casually drew a graffiti in which the sky over the Central Plains is occupied by huge shadows of all kinds of strange shapes.

There was only a black shadow crawling on the ground with a flagon hanging on it...

Chen Yanjun raised his forehead, this painting is too damaged.

Murong Ye watched it with relish, and didn't think there was anything wrong.

The meaning of what Song Quwu said is very simple: mediocre people save the world, no matter how the aura recovers and declines, mortals are the foundation of human beings.

"According to the report of the Prison Officer, after a talented cultivator breaks through and falls into the devil's way, only those who survive can be called devils."

"The devil must be dancing with the devil under the self-anesthesia state of the soul. No matter whether there is a human form or not, it is usually impossible to be manipulated by outsiders."

Chen Yanjun can empathize with this state.

If he hadn't been assisted by the soul of the traverser and some panels, he would have forcibly crossed the nightmare illusion and entered the third realm of nourishing Qi, he must have been possessed like the yellow nest.

"Does the jailer have any good medicine to cure the devil's blood or Gu poison?"

Chen Yanjun asked curiously.

"Cure evil?"

Song Quwu shook his head:
"Your treatment plan relies on the strength of the patient's own soul, as well as your spirit control assistance, and cannot promote treatment. Gu poison, or devil blood, is still an incurable poison and cannot be eradicated."

"At most, it can only be suppressed temporarily with the soul method."

"Dr. Yan Lingji of the Imperial College, it is said that he has profound attainments in soul law, and he is confident that he can suppress the devil's blood, but in the end it inspired a deep devil's heart."

Chen Yanjun was slightly taken aback, thinking that this situation is basically hopeless, just wait for death...

He won't treat him with Assistant Professor Fang!

Song Quwu continued:
"The Danlin Institute's report to the Prison Officer said that you were also poisoned by the Gu poison, but the Marquis Wu's report also said that you and Du Qiuzhuo were not contaminated with the blood of the Gu carving that day, and Du Qiuzhuo was fine afterward. You have been poisoned by the devil's blood, what's going on?"

Chen Yanjun didn't hide anything, and said truthfully:
"I ate the poison from poisonous mushrooms, and someone should have poisoned it secretly."

Song Quwu shook his head and exclaimed:
"If that's the case, you are the first mortal who survived poisoning discovered by the prison chief."

"That's right, if I haven't been poisoned, maybe I can't enter the product yet!"

Chen Yanjun said proudly.

Song Quwu frowned.

"So, you are a sober devil?"

Murong Ye tilted his head, and looked at Chen Yanjun with an epiphany.

However, Chen Yanjun did not hesitate at all, his expression was as usual, he talked and laughed freely, and said righteously:

"This is called the person who saves the evils of the world. In troubled times, I am the savior!"

Song Quwu frowned, then shook his head, always feeling that something was wrong and unable to refute.

But Murong Ye got up and walked over, sat cross-legged beside Chen Yanjun, patted his shoulder, and continued to nibble on the juicy white pear.

"You want to be the savior, I have no objection, but you can't be a savior for free, you know!"

"Why do you still take it seriously?"

Chen Yanjun shook his head and smiled, and gnawed on the juicy big white pear like no one else was there.

The magic stick and the savior may really be a fateful couple.

Then, he asked Senior Sister Song a key question:
"Where is the devil's blood passing into the spirit beast's body?"

Song Quwu's eyes froze, and it was only now that he talked about the core issue.

"The prison chief has always held the view that demonic obstacles are a kind of abnormality of the mind and soul. Because spirit beasts and strange beasts have simple minds and souls, it is impossible for them to be infected with demonic barriers."

"However, the Gu Diao case is so special precisely because it is possible to break this law."

Chen Yanjun also nodded, Qiu Zhuo and Murong Ye both mentioned this point one after another.

Song Quwu drew a control map casually, like a marionette.

"The gu sculpture has a human form and a beast form. It has not seen a state of out-of-control, and its intelligence is also very high. It seems that someone is manipulating the gu sculpture behind the scenes."

Chen Yanjun couldn't help doubting:

"Could it be that the earliest spirit beasts fused into strange beasts also relied on the power of Gu poison to grow all kinds of strange combinations without collapsing?"

Song Quwu's eyes gathered slightly, and he glanced at Murong Ye, somewhat surprised.

"You are indeed a genius doctor. Although your guess has not been confirmed, it is similar to the guess of the eldest princess or Lord Sizheng..."

"Even Master Jijiu of the Guozijian and the head of the Imperial Beast Academy are avoiding talking about this matter. Right now, the top prison guards are not as powerful as the Guozijian, so they cannot be searched forcibly. Maybe, Chen Zhenqing can investigate in the future."

"In short, the top priority right now is to catch the Gu Eagle!"

After finishing speaking, Song Quwu looked at Murong Ye again.

After all, Mr. Buzheng sent a letter saying that he had encountered a Gu sculpture, and asked Zheng Ke to check Fang Haiping's background, but he failed to catch it for no reason.

Murong Ye was taken aback for a moment, then he remembered something, quickly took out the space kit, and let out the flesh and blood wrapped in a ball of sword energy.

"what is this!"

After eating Sydney, clapping his hands, Murong Ye said:

"Isn't this the headless Gu carving you wanted?"

Song Quwu thought in his heart, this is not only headless, but also bodyless...

However, since Mr. Buzheng did it himself, he can understand it.

Seeing the flesh and blood of Gu carvings, Song Quwu was very excited and wanted to study it.

Murong Ye grabbed Song Quwu, and hurriedly said to Chen Yanjun:

"Since you are already my deputy, this monster will be handed over to you to study."

"After you study it, hand it over to Sizheng for the headquarters to study."

"We have to take the initiative of the investigation."

When Chen Yanjun heard this, he always felt that he was breaking the rules.

"This...isn't it good?"

Murong Ye pouted and said:

"What's not so good, you are the person involved, and half of the credit is due to the fact that the Gu carving was caught in the end. Of course, we have the right to give priority to research."

"The Prison Division is very large, with thousands of people. Don't you think that everyone is trustworthy?"

Chen Yanjun understands the truth, but this woman firmly believes in a brother-in-law who has only met three times...

"Ok."

Chen Yanjun roughly glanced at the flesh and blood of the Gu carving, and found that there were some things mixed in it.

"An ordinary Huang-rank spirit sword, there seems to be a fragment of a storage bag..."

Murong Ye is no longer interested.

"You can decide the details yourself. You are my deputy now. Unless it is a money-making project, there is no need to report everything to me."

As expected of you... Chen Yanjun has nothing to say.

At this moment, He Bumian came back, walked in a hurry, and said to everyone:
"Master Sizheng is back, and is waiting for you in Silou!"

Murong Ye suddenly frowned.

"Didn't you let Si Zheng come to find us?"

"Forget it, in order to get the bounty sooner, I'd better condescend to make another trip to Silou!"

　Recommend a new book "Super Species Player" by an old author: Do you believe in the Creator?Once human beings can realize evolution through "games + copies", what will happen to the world?In the millennium, the era of super species has come.He randomly throws out "identity cards" to the world, and every card holder who passes the screening has extraordinary power and exclusive evolution path.A young man transformed into a different kind by fate has wandered between hell and the world for many years, with ease.Until the "prey" took the initiative to find him.

　　


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