Murong Fu took out a small green bottle from his sleeve. The bottle was crystal clear and moist. It looked like it was made of fine jade and was worth a lot of money.
Murong Fu opened the cork of the bottle, poured out a few red pills in his hand, and reached out to several people.
"This is the Duanjin Fugu Pill. After taking it, if there is no antidote, the poison will definitely develop in three days. Don't worry, you won't die immediately when the poison occurs, but the meridians throughout the body will be slowly broken within a month, and the body will be destroyed.
It's pus. Then there are bones, one by one, inch by inch, slowly corroding."
"Take one pill for each person. Take it now and be obedient from now on. I will send someone to deliver the antidote to you on time. Of course, if you are willing to play the trick of 'a scholar can be killed but not humiliated', I don't mind killing him now."
you."
Murong Fu ordered in a non-negotiable tone.
The dark red pills lay quietly in the palm of Murong Fu's hand. They looked bright and cute, and exuded a faint medicinal fragrance, which was refreshing. However, in the eyes of a few people, these small pills were nothing more than life-threatening charms.
Any weapon in the world is terrifying. There are many desperadoes among these people who have done many evil things, and they are murderers with hobs. Death is not a frightening thing to them. But as Murong Fu described,
The meridians throughout the body were slowly broken and rotted one by one. This kind of torture was really beyond the limit that the human mind can bear.
If you don't eat it, you will die immediately. If you eat it, you will be at the mercy of others.
In fact, although these people work for Xixia Yipintang, this does not mean that they are slaves maintained by Yipintang. Yipintang gives them generous treatment and great freedom. Rather than saying that they are subordinates of Yipintang, they are
It is better to say that they are the guests of Yipintang. This is also the key reason why Yipintang can grow.
There are thousands of masters in Yipintang. Counting peripheral personnel, the scale of the entire Yipintang reaches tens of thousands. For a master of this scale to devote himself to the service, the annual expenditure is absolutely astronomical, even if it empties the entire Xixia treasury
, cannot afford to support such a group of people. Therefore, except for a few core members who are stationed in Xixia all year round, the rest of the people of Yipintang only need to complete designated tasks for Yipintang within a certain period of time.
For example, Murong Fu's other identity, Li Yanzong, was an officer in the first rank hall of Xixia. In fact, such a captain officer only needed to stay in the first rank hall of Xixia for one month throughout the year.
Although the management is loose, it does not mean that Yipintang is a wealthy man who lets people prostitute for free. The Xingtang, composed of the core members of Yipintang, will severely punish any behavior that disobeys the orders. Moreover, Yipintang is also selective when recruiting people.
For example, the gangsters who could not survive in the Song Dynasty, and the so-called martial arts scum who were hunted down by the martial arts in the Central Plains, these were all recruited by Yipintang. Or some small and medium-sized sects, in order to obtain the protection of Yipintang to make their status more stable, they also
I will let some of my masters join Yipintang.
For example, Lei Lingyun, the nine-winged Taoist known by several people, is the number one master of the Thunder Sect in Xishu. This person's lightness skills are not inferior to Yun Zhonghe's, and the stunt on which he is famous is the Seven Seven Forty-Nine "Thunder God Block"
His card skills are even claimed to be indestructible. In terms of martial arts, he is far superior to Ye Erniang, who ranks second among the four evil people. Of course, he is still a long way behind Duan Yanqing. However, Duan Yanqing's legs are disabled, so it is difficult to win in a real fight.
Find out what's cheap.
Speaking of which, this Nine-winged Taoist is an old acquaintance of Murong Fu. When Murong Fu was lurking in Xixia as Li Yanzong, he had lots of dealings with this man and competed with him several times overtly and covertly. Even though Murong Fu's martial arts at that time were all
It ended in defeat. Of course, this was mainly because Murong Fu needed to hide his identity at the time, and his iconic special skills such as Dou Chuan Xing Yi definitely could not be used, so he failed.
But now, even without Dou Chuan Xing Yi, Six Meridians Divine Sword and Beiming Divine Art, it is no longer a problem to deal with a mere Nine Wings Taoist.
Murong Fu quietly waited for the few people to make their choices.
Several people looked at me and I looked at you, but no one dared to move.
"Oh, it seems that you have chosen to rather die than be humiliated. How many of you can be so honest? It's amazing. Then I will help you!"
Murong Fu sneered.
"Wait a moment!"
Just as Murong Fu was about to make a move, a voice came from the crowd.
I saw the horse-faced man Ma San struggling, as if he had made some kind of important decision. He said word by word through gritted teeth: "We eat, we eat."
Ma San had a look of pain on his face, as if he had imagined the pain of having all the meridians in his body cut off. Deep in his heart, he greeted the 18 generations of women who were his colleagues in charge of intelligence work one by one, and had in-depth exchanges.
At this point, it's useless to say anything. I just regret that my luck was bad and I met this god of plague.
Of course he knew that if he took these bone-breaking pills, he would become Murong Fu's puppet from then on, even worse than a dog. But compared to dying immediately, this humiliation was nothing. What's more, with the opponent's martial arts, he could
After easily destroying the martial arts of himself and others, he then fed poison to a few of himself and others, causing himself and others to suffer to death.
Whichever is the lesser of two evils, he knows the current affairs well.
Gritting his teeth and swallowing the pill, Ma San felt that what he had swallowed was not medicine, but a piece of charcoal. He felt unspeakably uncomfortable. His stomach was churning, and he was even more convinced of the words of broken bones and muscles. Just eating it
It feels so uncomfortable when it goes on. What will happen if the effects of the medicine really take effect?
Ma San couldn't imagine the horrific outcome.
After gritting his teeth and eating, Ma San looked at his subordinates with a gloomy face and scolded: "Why are you still standing there? Eat one for each of you!"
Looking at the boss's gloomy face, and the seemingly calm but calm Murong Fu on the side, several of his subordinates wisely chose to obey.
Murong Fu nodded with satisfaction: "Smart man."
Ma San's expression was very ugly: "Mr. Murong, several of us have taken the Broken Muscles and Rotten Bone Pills according to your instructions. Is there anything else you need from me?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Lead the way!" Murong Fu opened the folding fan in his hand and walked forward on his own.
"Yes!" Ma San looked respectful and did not dare to hesitate at all.
An imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of Murong Fu's mouth.
In fact, what several people took was not the Duanjin Fugu Pills at all, but the Qushi Pills prepared by Doctor Xue. Murong Fu did not have any strange habits. He always kept a bottle of poison on his body, but he did not use poison.
However, at this time, Murong Fu didn't want to really kill a few people, and he also needed a few people to be obedient. Don't make any mistakes, so he could only make such a small joke.
Several people didn't bother to pay attention to Gong Hu who fell on the ground, leaving him to twist in pain on the ground and fend for himself.
The journey from the middle of the mountain to Mantuo Villa is not far, and it only takes a cup of tea. Everyone has their own thoughts and is speechless all the way.
Arriving at the gate of Mantuo Villa, as expected, the gatekeeper also looked unfamiliar. Seeing Murong Fu's unfamiliar face, he looked wary. However, after seeing Ma San and others behind Murong Fu, his expression quickly softened.
"Third Master, what's going on?" The gatekeeper walked up to Ma San and asked respectfully.
Ma San's status among this group of people seems to be not low, and he can be called a master. At this moment, he is under Murong Fu's control, and his life is in his hands. Naturally, he has a bad expression and said coldly: "You shouldn't ask
Don’t ask, open the door!”
"But, the Taoist priest told me not to let anyone in." The gatekeeper showed a trace of struggle on his face.
"What? What that guy from Jiuyi said is useful, don't you need to listen to what I say? I'll say it again, open the door!"
Ma San said in a deep voice.
At this time, Ma Sanyi was so angry that he was too lazy to be polite.
Originally, Ma San had stayed in Yipintang much longer than Jiuyi Taoist. However, because Jiuyi martial arts was far higher than his own, when this old guy came, he came from behind and took the position far above him, so he had to obey his orders.
he.
He was fine on weekdays, but now that he was forced by Murong Fu and took the Broken Bone Rotten Pills, he was so angry that he didn't dare to show it to Murong Fu, and why didn't he dare to show it to his subordinates?
"This..." There was a confused look on his face, as if he was thinking about whether to obey the order.
Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, an old voice came: "Ma San, you are so majestic. I sent you to guard the mountain, left your post without permission, and even brought outsiders up. Ma San, you are getting bolder and bolder."