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Chapter 819: Love-forgetting Poison Water

Peacock City, Salesian Hospital

"Ji Hongchen?"

"who is she?"

Master Lingxiu received Chu Qianqiu warmly. Because of his arrival, the entire Salesian Hospital's funds now became extremely abundant, and food prices also showed a downward trend.

After the merchants in Fengzhou heard Lord Zhongwu's notice that the grain from Lingzhou, Yuzhou, and Jiangzhou were on the way and would be delivered soon, they began to sell off their stored grain carefully, fearing that they would not be able to make as much money by then.

Opportunity.

Although food prices are still at a high level, it is already extremely good news for Master Lingxiu.

So she was full of gratitude for Chu Qianqiu's behavior and entertained him warmly.

But she seemed a little confused when it came to Ji Hongchen who Chu Qianqiu asked about.

Master Lingxiu was just an ordinary member of the Yihong Academy at the beginning. She practiced the "Western Heavenly Bliss Kung Fu". Her status was not to mention the oiran, she had never even been popular. Naturally, she could not know about the hidden lineage of the Hehuan Sect.

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"She probably looks like this."

Chu Qianqiu smiled, cut out the scene in his memory, turned it into a portrait, and clicked it into the sea of ​​​​consciousness of Master Lingxiu, so that she could clearly see the woman in red.

"Isn't this Miss Su?"

"Miss Su?"

Chu Qianqiu was surprised at first, but then thought that she often went out wearing a vest, so it was normal for her to change her name and come to the Salesian Home.

"Oh, Miss Su is a good person."

"She actually donated a lot of money to the Salesian Home, more than Brother Qin."

"Originally, this Salesian Home was shabby and small. Since Miss Su donated money, it has gradually grown in size."

Master Lingxiu mentioned Ji Hongchen and started chanting Buddha's name endlessly.

"Then do you know who this Miss Su is?" Chu Qianqiu asked curiously.

"Know."

"She should be the concubine of the eminent monks on Peacock Mountain."

"He is really like a Bodhisattva."

Master Lingxiu said so mysteriously that Chu Qianqiu burst into laughter.

"Miss Su is not a concubine, you can't ruin her reputation."

"Lord Zhongwu, why is this such a bad reputation? It is the dream of the Yihongyuan girl to be the eminent concubine of an eminent monk."

"Namo Amitabha."

Master Lingxiu recited the Buddhist name, and then Chu Qianqiu remembered it.

This is Fengzhou, and most of the eminent monks have money, status, and martial arts skills. They are the real leisure class.

If in his previous life he was a combination of a warrior and a monk, his status would naturally be very high.

"But, that Miss Su has a quirk."

"What quirk?"

"She likes little boys."

"Let's draw some portraits of little boys and give them to her."

"For every additional card, one or two more silver coins will be given."

"Many children in the Salesian Home learn to draw just to make some money."

Master Lingxiu looked around and then whispered.

The little boy, portrait, surnamed Su, bought and sold people, Ji Hongchen became furious.

This information, taken together, points to an incredible result.

It can't be such a coincidence.

Chu Qianqiu suddenly thought of a possibility and his face changed slightly.

That is Ji Hongchen’s true identity, she is actually Su Changsheng’s sister, Su Simiao. (Note: Chapter 106)

This could not be because the younger brother went to Daxia to become a dragon guard. In the process of searching for his younger brother, the elder sister was accepted as an apprentice by the previous generation of Ji Nu, and eventually became the successor of this generation of Ji Nu.

"What does the little boy look like? Is there a portrait?"

"Yes, yes."

"Miss Su always said that she had forgotten what the little boy looked like, so she asked us to draw one picture after another, but she kept saying it was wrong."

"Later, Brother Qin came up with an idea and asked Miss Su to keep what she thought was right, and we would continue painting."

"I have been painting it for many years, and it probably looks like this."

Master Lingxiu quickly found a picture of a little boy who looked a little silly.

Chu Qianqiu was surprised. This figure seemed to be very similar to the Su Changsheng in his memory.

Is there really such a coincidence in this world?

No wonder the Chu family spent so much effort and Long Qi failed to find Su Simiao's whereabouts through the information network of bad people in Daxia.

Because she has forgotten the past.

Chu Qianqiu hurriedly asked his ancestor, Wan Chengren, who lived in the [Houde-Zaiwu Sword].

[Grandmaster, how could Ji Hongchen forget his younger brother? 】

[Will the practice of Seven Emotions Art lead to such consequences? 】

Chu Qianqiu asked with some confusion, he also has "Seven Emotions", but it seems that this situation has not been mentioned above.

[The practice of "Seven Emotions" will only make people forget their emotions, and even become ruthless.]

[But Lihen Palace once developed a poison called Wangqing Shui.]

【It is both a treasure and a poison.】

Wan Chengren was silent for a moment, and then spoke slowly.

[Forgetting Love Water, what does it do? 】

Chu Qianqiu frowned, feeling something bad in his heart.

【Exchange your most cherished memories and emotions for power.】

[The deeper your obsession, the greater the energy that can be transformed.]

[Normal warriors use their true energy to pass through the bridge of heaven and earth and transform it into a divine soul. 】

[But Wangqing Shui is a rare counterexample, it can transform emotions into true energy and promote cultivation. 】

Wan Chengren's words made Chu Qianqiu take a breath of air.

How is this different from poison?

He thought that the Palace of Lihen had created the five major love poisons, and it seemed that it was not unreasonable to create some love-forgetting water.

[Wangqing Shui was originally used to treat emotional injuries, but it failed. Instead, it discovered its magical effect. 】

[Some warriors who follow the ruthless path like to use this kind of poison to train their disciples.]

【But this is an evil way, even the palace master cannot tolerate it. 】

[Because we find that disciples who do this often forget the most precious things and go to extremes.]

[I didn’t expect that after they survived, they actually copied the Forgetting Water. 】

[If that Ji Hongchen is really Su Simiao, then he should have taken Wangqing Shui.]

[If I guessed correctly, I still tricked her into drinking it. 】

Wan Chengren said with some regret, but he could understand why the people who escaped would do this.

This means that when the Lihen Palace is cultivating disciples, there is no need to look for talented people. As long as the obsession is deep enough and the hatred is strong enough, there is a chance to become an outstanding disciple of the Lihen Palace.

No wonder the Palace of Lihen was attacked by a group of people back then. It was indeed not without reason.

"Lord Zhongwu?"

Master Lingxiu saw that Chu Qianqiu was suddenly silent for a long time, and worried that something was wrong with him, she quickly asked.

"I need a painter, the best."

Chu Qianqiu immediately ordered, he had already thought of how to deal with Ji Hongchen.

If she is really Su Changsheng's sister, then there is a way to win her over.

"Okay, Lord Zhongwu."

"I'll make arrangements now, poor nun." Master Lingxiu nodded repeatedly, fearing that Chu Qianqiu would be dissatisfied at all.

Soon, a handsome scholar appeared in front of Chu Qianqiu.

"I have met the adults. I am a master of writing. I am the accountant of the Salesian Home. I also know how to paint a few wonderful pictures."

"Draw a person for me."

"Yes, sir."

Chu Qianqiu used the spiritual seeds again, allowing him to see Su Changsheng's picture.

This 100-year-old man didn't lie. He quickly mastered the level of nine-point portrait.

"Very good, I'll reward you."

Chu Qianqiu took out an ingot of gold, worth ten taels of silver, and handed it to the accountant of the Salesian Home.

"Sir, this is too much."

Baichengwen swallowed his saliva and said.

"I tell you to take it, so take it."

"Thank you, sir."

"Master Lingxiu."

"The poor nun is here."

"Send this portrait to Peacock Mountain and say that I know the whereabouts of this boy."


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