Meng Qingxuan looked at the old nun in white and sighed helplessly. He actually understood in his heart that the old nun in white was completely relying on one breath to hold on. The so-called old dream of the motherland was just an illusion, but it was supporting her life.
The reason to go on. If this dream is broken, she will lose the reason to live.
A hundred years have passed since my homeland. I lost my family and my family, and fled to this snowy mountain. Now I am neither human nor ghost, half demon and half devil. And the old nun in white is stubborn and stubborn, and he is just a poor person in a dream.
"If it's a matter of killing people, the one from Donghai should be better at it. Why doesn't Her Royal Highness go find him?" Meng Xuanqing suddenly asked.
"The East China Sea is too far away. I don't know how much time I have to waste when I come and go." The nun in white said: "Besides, I have been living in seclusion these years and have lost contact with him. I'm afraid it won't be easy to find him."
"You can always find it if you look for it." Meng Qingxuan murmured: "Your Highness the Princess has seen what I look like now. Let me go down the mountain with you, I am afraid that this rugged mountain road will kill me. However, I
I have something to give to His Highness. Not to mention killing one person, it is not difficult to slaughter an entire city."
The old nun in white raised his head: "Poison?"
Meng Qingxuan nodded, turned back to the hut, took out a clay pot, and took out a bunch of bottles and jars from the house.
The reason why witch doctors in Sichuan are famous all over the world is not only for their medical skills, but also for their witchcraft. Witch doctors, witch doctors, and witches are always in front of the doctor. According to rumors, witch doctors have the ability to communicate with ghosts and gods.
, invite gods to control ghosts, exorcise corpses and attract souls. Of course, rumors are just rumors. Whether it can communicate with ghosts and gods is hard to say, but descendants of the witch doctor line are indeed good at using poison.
There are many dense forests in Sichuan and Sichuan, many miasmas, and many poisons that have never been heard of or seen before. And this Meng Qingxuan is a great expert in using poisons.
A long time ago, the reason why his enemy wanted the lives of his whole family was because he was afraid of his skill in using poison and had to sacrifice the life of his beloved to force him to submit.
The old nun in white saw him opening a black bamboo tube, flicking it twice, and a snow-white silver snake sprang out from it. Although it was only as thick as a little finger, the old nun in white felt that it was no less terrifying than the strange python in the deep mountains and old forests.
"Be careful, princess, this thing is very poisonous."
The nun in white nodded. Even though she had superb kung fu, she did not dare to be careless at this time.
Meng Xuanqing's fingers quickly opened four more bamboo tubes. Looking at his dazzling gestures, one would not think that he was a dying old man.
There are five kinds of poisons in the pottery pot, white silver snakes, blood-red scorpions, black toads, colorful spiders, and centipedes as long as chopsticks.
The old nun in white narrowed his eyes and said: "The art of fighting poison?"
Meng Xuanqing nodded and said: "These five kinds of poisonous substances, such as Snow Mountain Silver, Deep Spring Purple Scorpion, Vast Sea Toad, Colorful Spider, and Iron-wired Centipede, are the five kinds of poisons that I have worked hard to find over the past thirty years while traveling around various places. I have been raising and cultivating them with poisons."
It’s not easy. It has been passed down to this generation, and we can only feed these five. Today, I gave them all for Her Highness the Princess.”
People like Meng Xuanqing have an inexplicable hobby for poisons in the world. The old nun in white does not understand his paranoia, just as Meng Xuanqing does not understand why she is so paranoid that she wants to restore the country, something she obviously cannot do.
But the old nun in white also understood that Meng Xuanqing had spent a lot of money to take out these five poisonous things today.
Meng Xuanqing stared closely at the fight between the poisons in the clay pot, and the old nun in white also leaned over to watch. Compared to the fight in the clay pot, the expression on Meng Xuanqing's face was more interesting.
Every time a poison was killed, he showed a heartbroken expression, but his eyes showed a burning light.
These five kinds of poisons were collected by him with great pains, and they were bred from generation to generation. He did not know how much hard work he put in. Today, because of the old nun in white clothes, he wants them to kill each other. But at the same time, he also looks forward to seeing them kill each other.
, to raise a real poison king.
By this time, the killing of the five poisons in the clay pot was almost over, and finally the Hanhai toad survived. It squatted at the bottom of the clay pot, with its belly bulging, and made a mooing sound. The sound was already very loud. This clay pot
It became a loudspeaker again. The old nun in white felt his ears buzzing.
After it won, it began to eat the corpses of other poisonous creatures. It was originally black, but now it is black and red. Although it is only a toad the size of a palm, it is terrifying to squat at the bottom of a clay pot.
boom!
Meng Xuanqing blocked the mouth of the pottery pot with a stopper. Inside the pottery pot, the toad was still screaming and the pottery pot was buzzing.
"It's done." Meng Xuanqing held the clay pot in both hands and handed it to the nun in white: "Your Highness, the princess, took this thing and killed many people."
The old nun in white didn't dare to take it. She knew the danger of this poison intuitively. She was stunned and asked: "How to use it?"
"This thing is the Poison King who has swallowed five poisons. Bury it in the soil. No grain will grow in a radius of ten miles. The poisonous juice flowing out of its mouth will seal its throat when it sees blood. If the princess wants to deal with Cheng Dalei, she only needs to throw it into the water source.
A hundred miles away, there are no humans or beasts left.”
"If grains don't grow, humans and beasts won't exist?" The old nun in white paused and said, "What's the spirit?"
"Uh..." Meng Xuanqing choked for a moment and said: "It probably works. My master told me this. This poison can kill a city, but he has not been able to cultivate such a poison. Your Highness the Princess can definitely give it a try.
Well, killing a city within a hundred miles may be a bit difficult, but killing a hundred and eighty people should be no problem."
Only then did the old nun in white take the pottery pot. She still believed in the ability of the witch doctor in Shu, otherwise, she would not have gone all the way to find Meng Xuanqing.
"Princess, be careful. This poison can not only hurt others, but also yourself."
"Understood, I won't touch it."
"Um... Once this poison is released, I don't know how many people will die. Is it worth killing Cheng Dalei?" Meng Xuanqing still asked about his worries. If the toad poison is released, Cheng Dalei will not be the only one to die, but the whole toad family will die.
The city is afraid that it will become a dead city.
"Cheng Dalei's men are all the same. No matter how much they are killed, their sins will be ended." The old nun in white's eyes turned cold: "How can you cultivate the heart of a Bodhisattva without thunderbolt means?"
Meng Xuanqing was speechless. He could already tell that the princess in white was afraid that she had become obsessed from the beginning.
Of course, he wouldn't say much. He had experienced so many things in his life that he had a heart of stone. Tens of thousands of people had died, which was nothing to him.
"Then I wish the princess success. The mountain road is difficult, so I will see her off not far away."
The old nun in white clothes stood up holding the clay pot, looked at his appearance, and snorted heavily. No matter what he said, he was determined to be a coward.
However, by obtaining this city-killing poison, my goal has been achieved.