Lin Xiaodong replied: "Yes, as long as you agree to let me try, I am sure to bring the Peony King back to life."
According to Lin Xiaodong's extraordinary medical skills, there is actually no big difference between saving a person and a plant.
What's more, the mythical beast tamed in the Fu family can also play a great role in saving plants.
That's right, Song Qing is not only gifted with natural strength! In fact, Lin Xiaodong already discovered when he saw it for the first time. The place where it stayed was full of vitality, far beyond other places, and even gave birth to many things there.
Rare plants.
This is all because Songqing carries an extraordinary vitality, which can play a positive role in the growth and evolution of plants. It can be said to be a quite rare ability.
If Song Qing's ability was discovered by others, I don't know how many masters in plant cultivation would be jealous of it.
If Lin Xiaodong hadn't accidentally broken into the forbidden area and brought Song Qing out, the ancient tree guarded by Song Qing might even have grown into a special plant monster after a long period of cultivation.
Of course, this is only possible. Since Song Qing was subdued by Lin Xiaodong, the opportunity that originally belonged to the ancient tree also belonged to him.
Closer to home, Lin Xiaodong believed that as long as he could mobilize the vitality in Song Qing, he could easily revive the Peony King.
Looking at Lin Xiaodong's serious expression, Du Chen understood that he was not joking, so he asked: "Are you sure? I have never heard of anyone being able to revive dead plants..." Yang He even more bluntly said
: "Master Duchen is right, this kind of thing is simply impossible.
I am the son of the city lord. I have seen countless miraculous and capable people since I was a child, but I have never heard of anyone who can save plants.
I know you want to show off in front of us, but you have to be careful if you take too big a step.
Don’t blame me for not reminding you. If you boast now and it turns out later that you are playing with everyone’s emotions, we will have to hold you accountable.”
Yang He's words were largely ignored by Lin Xiaodong, and only one word caught his attention.
The son of the city lord?
Could it be that Yang He is actually the son of the city lord?
He looked at Lan Ruo and Qin Qingyun. The two women nodded slightly, confirming that what Yang He said was true.
If that's the case, then... Lin Xiaodong thought about it and said, "Why don't we make a bet on whether I can save the Peony King?"
Yang He sneered and said: "Oh?
bet?
Who is afraid of whom? I’ll make a bet with you, but it can’t be without a bet.”
"Of course there has to be a bet... Well, if I win, then you have to bring me the city lord's holy water."
Yang He was shocked. He didn't expect the other party to say so just and ask for the holy water from their city lord's palace. It felt like it had been planned for a long time.
"Our holy water is an extremely precious thing. If you, an outsider, want to get your hands on it, you don't first think about whether you are worthy of it..." Yang He said contemptuously. Just as he was about to reject the proposal, he suddenly glanced at the peonies beside him.
king.
I saw that the branches of the King Peony had completely withered leaves and flowers fell all over the ground. The whole peony looked bare and lifeless.
Seeing this, Yang He thought to himself, even if a god came to the world, it would be impossible to revive it, right?
And it is even more impossible for Lin Xiaodong, a mere mortal, to do it.
So, Yang He smiled sinisterly and said: "I never expected that you would be so open-minded and ask for holy water directly.
In principle, I shouldn't bet with you, but in fact, it's not impossible..." If Lin Xiaodong's bet with holy water just now was shocking, then Yang He's answer was even more terrifying.
That's holy water. You use something a little less, but you actually put it out as a bet?
If his father found out, wouldn't he be so angry that he would faint on the spot?
Even Qin Qingyun was stunned and asked: "Yang He, are you sure?"
"I'm sure, I'll bet with holy water, but on the other hand, Lin Xiaodong, you have to bet with something equivalent to the holy water!"
Lin Xiaodong asked curiously: "What do you want?"
Yang He laughed sadly and said, "I want your life, do you dare to bet?"
Because he was afraid that Lin Xiaodong would not dare to gamble, he continued: "Lin Xiaodong, are you afraid of gambling with me?
Don’t worry, your life is only worth a few bucks, it can’t be compared with holy water, it will be an advantage for you this time!”
This sentence shocked everyone present! The main reason why Yang He dared to make such a bet was because he saw that the Peony King was dying and could not die anymore. It would be difficult to save a person even after taking poison, let alone a person.
What about a plant?
Therefore, he decided to use this bet that he thought he could never lose to take Lin Xiaodong's life! This idea was naturally extremely vicious, but Yang Heben was born in the city lord's palace and had experienced conspiracies of all sizes and countless battles.
I have long been accustomed to this kind of viciousness.
Therefore, when he said that he would bet Lin Xiaodong's life, he did not hesitate in his heart.
As long as Lin Xiaodong dies, Qin Qingyun will be able to stop thinking about him, and their marriage will definitely proceed smoothly.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel relaxed physically and mentally.
Qiu Tu on the side smiled bitterly and said: "I tried so hard to frame Lin Xiaodong just to make him look embarrassed.
I didn’t expect you, Yang He, to be so ruthless that you were about to take his life, Qiu admires you!"
However, Yang He's words actually played into Lin Xiaodong's hands. Just as he was about to agree, he was stopped by Lan Ruo and Qin Qingyun.
Qin Qingyun said anxiously: "Lin Xiaodong, don't be impatient and fall into his trap! This Peony King is already dead, even if the gods come, it will be difficult to save him.
If you agree to this bet, wouldn't it be equivalent to giving up your life?"
Lan Ruo also united the front with Qin Qingyun this time, and kept persuading her.
"Yes, don't be stupid. If we can't get the holy water this time, we still have a chance to find it, but you only have one life! Don't you know that if you keep the green hills, you won't be afraid of running out of firewood?"
Lin Xiaodong felt a little moved when he saw that the two girls were so worried about him, but what he had already decided could not be changed by these two sentences.
What's more, they didn't know at all that the Peony King was indeed dying, but it was not a problem for him.
Lin Xiaodong pushed the two girls away and said, "Okay, I've made up my mind. I won't change my mind no matter what you say."
After saying that, he looked at Yang He again with a resentful look on his face.
"I agree to your request, but if I win the bet, you must give me the holy water."