Man Shahong came back to his senses and looked at Lin Yang nervously.
"Don't get me wrong, I don't really want to send my head over there, but a fake head to fool Gongshu Yiren and Tao Qiansan and buy us time!" Lin Yang said calmly.
"Don't treat the Demon Lords as idiots. They can win the Tao Master's favor, but they are not masters who can be easily fooled! If they are found out, it will only make them more angry. By then, you will not be able to kill the army of Benjiang City.
Imaginary!" Man Shahong snorted coldly.
"So what if I fool you? I only need five days! After five days, the Demonic Way will be overwhelmed and has no time to deal with me." Lin Yang said with a smile.
"Oh? What will happen in five days?"
Manshahong asked strangely.
"Just wait and see."
Lin Yang smiled lightly, turned around and went into the pharmacy.
Man Shahong stared at Lin Yang's back, his eyes shaking.
"After five days, what if someone helps you mess with the Demonic Way? If the Demonic Way is not dead for one day, you will be the target of the Demonic Way's extermination. You can't escape!"
Man Shahong murmured, already thinking about his retreat in his mind.
Lin Yang worked in the pharmacy for two hours before entering the ward with a bowl of bitter and unbearable medicine.
"Drink!"
He pushed the medicine to Qiong Dao.
Qiong Dao didn't hesitate and drank it all in one breath.
"Let me discuss something with you."
"explain."
"I want you to set off immediately and take the prosthetic head I made to find your master and return to life." Lin Yang said with a smile.
"Didn't you say you would cure me within three days? Are you going to break your promise?"
Qiong Dao was furious and threw the bowl.
"I did say that you will be cured within three days. If you set out now, you will arrive at the Demonic Path tomorrow. When you turn back and die, it will be the morning after tomorrow. The day after tomorrow does not count as three days. I can remove your toxins the day after tomorrow!" Lin
Yang Dao.
"I see that you clearly can't cure me, so you deliberately asked me to go back and die!" Qiong Dao said coldly, his murderous intent getting stronger, as if he wanted to fight to the death with Lin Yang.
"Why can't you understand what I'm saying? Someone reminded me just now that if you don't go back and recover, your master will definitely join hands with Tao Qiansan to deal with me. Our strength in Jiangcheng is not enough to compete with the two demon kings.
!If you don’t go, you and I will both die, do you understand?” Lin Yang said solemnly.
Qiong Dao fell silent.
He is not an idiot. He understands the rules and regulations of the Demonic Way better than Lin Yang.
And he knew better what kind of person his master was.
After thinking for a moment, Qiong Dao said hoarsely: "Are you sure that the fake head you made can be mistaken for the real one? I have to tell you that Gong Shu's eyesight is extraordinary. If he sees any clues, my life will be in danger!"
"
"Wait for me here!"
Lin Yang ran out without explaining.
It's very difficult to understand.
After about two hours of this, Lin Yang walked into the house holding a sack.
The sack was soaked red with blood, dripping with blood, and looked very scary.
Lin Yang handed it to Qiong Dao.
"Open it and take a look!"
Qiong Dao immediately took it and took a look. What was inside was Lin Yang's head.
He quickly took it out and observed it carefully.
After a moment, Qiong Dao's eyes widened.
"Whose head is this?"
"mine!"
"But... why is it exactly the same as you? Did you use a human skin mask?" Qiong Dao asked in surprise.
"No." Lin Yang shook his head: "Human skin masks have gaps, which are too easy to be punctured. Mine is a direct skin graft!"
