I don't know how high the blue sky is and how thick the yellow earth is. I only see the cold moon and warm sun, which are used to fry people's lives.
——Li He
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[Part1·Heartbroken and Bone-cutting]
"It's getting late." The doctor and Jiang Xueming said, "Is Mr. Zhang going to rest?"
Jiang Xueming brought some peaches from the fruit plate and was going to take them to the room to eat. He called the Zhao brothers and Wu Xiuwen to go back to the room to sleep with them.
The doctor was very anxious when he saw it. The beauties on the stage were sweating and posing, but this imperial doctor from the Nine Worlds was solemn and calm, calling the porter to sleep with him?
"Hey! Hey! Hey!" The doctor followed immediately and asked in a low voice, "My lord, is the play nice?"
Jiang Xueming: "It sounds good."
Doctor: "How beautiful is my beautiful daughter?"
Jiang Xueming; "Good-looking."
Doctor: "Then..."
"Do you want me to marry a young lady?" Jiang Xueming spoke in plain language and didn't want to talk nonsense anymore: "I'll treat Empress Zhuzhu to have a baby, get married to a member of the Mu family, and have a double happiness?"
"Hey!" The doctor vomited out a breath of anger, and finally found the main door of the wing and introduced Zhang Guiren into the bedroom.
Jiang Xueming: "Jianxiong, Jianying, you stay."
"Ah?" Zhao Jianying heard clearly from the sidelines, the benefactor wanted to get married, what did they do?
Zhao Jianxiong looked gloomy. Originally, he wanted to be the son-in-law of a member of the Mu Yuan family. He also wanted to sleep with a beautiful woman in his arms - if his benefactor could get married, why couldn't he?
At this moment, Jianxiong couldn't control the resentment and jealousy in his heart, and started to talk strange things.
"My dear friend, you want a girl to accompany you to bed, but your brother wants to stand by the bed and watch? Go and watch that 'skillful trick'? After listening to the music on the stage, do you still want to listen to your magic tricks of 'those words'? Here you go.
Are you ashamed to serve you tea, water, and handkerchiefs and scented towels? Is this a foreign rule?"
Jiang Xueming ignored Jianxiong's strange aura and talked to Wu Xiuwen.
"And you, you stay too."
Wu Xiuwen smiled dryly and said: "Me? Hehe...hehe..."
The doctor couldn't understand this romantic thing about marrying a son-in-law. Why did Zhang Guiren ask a group of people to crowd into this bedroom? Is it really the same as what Zhao Jianxiong said - foreigners have eccentricities? When making love with a woman, you should be alone
Watching?
Jiang Xueming explained: "Mr. doctor, I am traveling to Daxia alone. I just want to go to Beijing to see the world. I am not familiar with life. Fortunately, I have brother Wu Xiuwen to help me. The Buddhist carving master asked me to give birth to Empress Zhuzhu. This is
In order to repay brother Wu Xiuwen’s kindness.”
"But you have to arrange a marriage for Mujiazhuang. I alone have no say in this matter, and I don't understand Xia Bang's customs. When I listened to the play just now, I was a guest, and the girl's family was the host. I only cared about cheering, and I didn't understand the customs of Xia Bang.
It’s hard to say anything.”
"Now that all the brothers are here, please ask the doctor to call the girls to come in one by one. If you really want to get married, it is my turn to be the host and the girls are the guests to accept my hospitality."
The doctor suddenly realized that he was a black-haired rat, and he had no idea about love and relationships in the mortal world. He had completely forgotten about the guarding of men and women, and the matter of getting married was just like the business of selling human flesh and selling brothels.
Except for Wu Xiuwen, the Zhao brothers didn't think there was anything wrong. Since they were young, they had seen people in the village bring pork betrothal gifts in the morning, negotiate marriages at noon, kidnap women in the evening, and get married in harmony.
Master Zhang Congfeng has never been in such trouble.
"Hey! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" The doctor bowed and stepped back with a smile, imitating the virtues of a slave, and slowly withdrew: "I'll call the girl right now!"
Jiang Xueming asked: "Please come in one by one and deliver the people. I would also like to trouble you, sir, to go to the hall and wait. If the marriage cannot be negotiated, it will not damage the girl's face - you won't listen, don't talk, don't
To compare is the greatest respect."
Lang Zhong said, this foreigner really has the appearance of a Buddha. It is his turn to choose among the ten girls of the Mu family. Isn't it just a matter of choosing one of them who is gentle, virtuous, and good-looking? That's just entering the slave neighborhood of Caijiazhuang and choosing a good piece of meat.
——You have to take into account the slave girl’s face? Respect? What a joke!
"Okay! I won't listen! I won't speak!"
After a while, I saw a delicate and slender woman coming in.
After taking off the rouge and gouache, and taking off the flower crown of the costume, this daughter's family is a beautiful hibiscus in the eyes of the Zhao brothers. Even for a dandy like Wu Xiuwen, he is also amazed in his heart - he did not expect that Heifengling is this beautiful flower.
How could such a beautiful woman be raised in a ravine?
"The slave family has met Zhang Guiren and Mr. Wu."
She just bowed her head to wealthy people and refused to look at them.
Zhao Jianxiong was frightened at first, and then saw that the person who came was not the mysterious sister he had longed for. He finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart was tormented - he hoped that his benefactor could finish the marriage as soon as possible, so that he might have a chance to meet the beauty he fell in love with at first sight.
If you chat with a lady for a few words, you can have a fate.
This order of seniority and inferiority seems to have taken root in Jianxiong's heart. The freedom to ask for love is like sharing food among wolves. Zhang Congfeng picks what is left, so he dares to choose.
Without waiting for the little lady to say anything, Jiang Xueming suddenly stood up, suddenly walked quickly, closed the bedroom door, and turned back to stare at the little girl.
The girl's family was panicked at first, and then stammered: "My lord, what do you think I am doing?"
The next second, a knife appeared in Xueming's hand. It was the one that came with the fruit plate, and it was also the knife used to shave the Zhao brothers.
As soon as he said it, he pulled the girl to the side of the door, facing the copper basin of the dressing stand, with one hand he grabbed the back of the woman's neck, and with the other he held a knife and severed it!
The blade of the knife went all the way down the spine, and the woman was restrained. She couldn't even make a cry of pain, because the iron palm was tightly holding her throat.
Jianying's face turned pale when he saw it, but he said nothing - his benefactor saved him, and everything he did was right.
Jianxiong screamed: "Zhang Congfeng! What are you doing!"
In just one breath, thirty-three pustules and bumps protruded from the backbone of the woman's vest, her body began to swell, her muscles and joints made strange clicking sounds, and she transformed back into her original form as a peasant!
The man had shed a layer of human skin, and the skin originally gave off a light fragrance, but now it was mixed with the smell of mud and grass on the man's body. Jianxiong was close, and just about to go up and pull his benefactor, he saw something so strange
The strange sight, and the strong "manly smell" he smelled again - he vomited it out all at once, vomiting all the fruits and snacks in his stomach.
"Oh my God..." Wu Xiuwen also looked at it with frowning and sad face, "A man pretending to be!?"
Jiang Xueming let go of the painted-skinned monster and found it interesting——
——It’s like online dating taking off the vest.
This "little lady" showed her true form, twisted her body and turned her head, and shouted in a pretentious manner: "Noble! ~ Noble! ~ You hurt me! ~"
At this time, the man hadn't seen the bronze mirror and couldn't see his own appearance. He thought he was wearing fragrant human skin, and the robe at the back was cut with a short knife. He pulled the hem of his skirt and said coyly: "Noble man, too.
The monkey is anxious... I want the slave family to undress and not drive the servants out!~What should I do about the slave family's innocence? Is the slave family's body also visible to these two rough men?"
The rough guys mentioned here refer to the Zhao brothers.
Wu Xiuwen was surprised at first, and then started laughing.
Zhao Jianxiong's face turned red and white in turns, and a bottle of old vinegar was poured from Tianling Gai, making him so sour that he couldn't open his eyes.
"Why did the doctor call you here?" Jiang Xue asked simply and directly, concisely and directly: "Tell the truth, or you will die."
This man is still immersed in the wonderful illusion and still doesn't realize that he has revealed his true form.
"The doctor wants his servant to accompany the noble man to do happy things, practice joyful meditation, and pretend to be a pair of mandarin ducks..."
It seems that this "Ald Cauldron Pain" is an incurable disease, and it cannot be cured because of lack of brain power.
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[Part2·Pull this leaf aside and tear off this face]
Jiang Xueming did not hesitate, grabbed the strong man, and pushed him to the dressing table again. He stabbed the knife through the back of the head and broke the center of the spine. The man let out a cry of pain, his eyes turned white and he collapsed, and he fell to the ground dead with urine and feces flowing out.
At this time, Zhao Jianxiong didn't dare to take a breath.
Jiang Xueming was still checking the body and asked casually: "Jianxiong, I killed this beautiful woman, do you hate me?"
Jianxiong didn't dare to respond. He had never seen his benefactor's thunderous methods——
——When the Immortal Yuzhen was executed, only the Wu family father and son were present.
"If you don't speak, then you hate it, but you dare not say it?" Jiang Xueming carefully untied the clothes of the painted-skinned monster and saw the elixir orifice on the back. He cut open the sarcoma with a knife and saw the white "Huan Dan" inside.
Zhao Jianxiong immediately said: "No! No, no, no! No!"
While Jiang Xueming was studying this return elixir, he and Jianxiong continued: "If I say that I used a blind trick to turn this beautiful woman into a rough man, and then killed her with a knife, would you hate me?"
"I..." Jianxiong panicked at this time, he had also thought about this matter.
The benefactor suddenly went on a murder spree, and the one he killed was the daughter of the Mu family village. All the wealth and wealth in the sky had changed and disappeared with just one blow!
People will always easily believe in the good and resist the horrible - he secretly wondered if Mr. Zhang had used some magic to turn the woman into a man and found some excuses to shirk it, ruining the good news of getting married!
When he followed Zhang Congfeng, he was an accomplice who bullied good people. But with one blow from Zhang Congfeng, the charming and beautiful woman turned into this. How could he believe it? How could he convince himself?
Jiang Xueming broke off two pieces of wood from the bed and used them as chopsticks to take out the Huan Dan from the body of the painted-skinned monster.
Along with the flesh-and-blood elixir, there was also a wisp of bright red silk thread that left the corpse's spine -
——It is not like the blood vessels or tendons of the human body, and has nothing to do with connective tissue. It is the secretion of insects, like spider silk or silk. Huantan uses these silk threads to extract the essence of human flesh bit by bit.
Li, send it to these elixirs.
"Jianxiong!" Zhao Jianying asked the second child to wake up: "This place is the Demon Cave! Where did the beauties come from? Some of them were sent to Heifeng Ridge! Ask the Hundred Eyes King to steam them! Cook them in one pot! The benefactor asked
You! Why shouldn’t you! Don’t you want to shoulder the burden for your benefactor? Do you want to stay in Mujiazhuang and live with these painted-skinned demons? "
The eldest brother of the Zhao family also had no good intentions. He had the same idea as the second brother Zhao, but he spoke a little slower. If he hadn't been desperate, he wouldn't have spoken ill of his brother.
This sentence was very well said. It immediately woke up Jianxiong and sent all his hatred to King Baimu. It also "reminded" Zhang Congfeng that the demon on Black Wind Ridge was the main conflict.
"Ah...ah..." Zhao Jianxiong was confused and suffered a great mental shock, "What the elder brother said... what he said was..."
Xueming cut open the pill and saw that inside the thick fleshy wax shell, there were dozens of Lady White larvae densely arranged. When they saw the air, they immediately came out of the pill. After a while, they lost their strength and were dying.
The struggle was silent.
Judging from Xueming's many years of experience in hunting demons, this curse should be combined with soul power and spiritual energy to drive holy blood into the body of mortals. Because of the effect of fairy honey, the poison will not be released immediately, and the thirty-three returning pills will be sucked dry.
The essence in the body becomes the seeds of power. Let other people take these elixirs, and the holy blood will germinate in the belly. This is the completion of the blood donation ceremony.
The propagation efficiency of this blood donation ceremony is very high. Only one person can create thirty-three low-level power seeds of high quality and quantity. It is very similar to the blood donation method of the Wings of Light, except that the Wings of Light use psychic energy.
The catalyst uses the seeds of chaos as a carrier, and the blood-giving monsters created are stronger.
Compared with the tradition of blood donation at Platform Zero, such as blood exchange and transfusion, sowing the Vita brand, drinking the blood of specific disaster beasts, and creating holy blood in the laboratory according to the formula - it is convenient for Chabon's demons to make elixirs.
Too many.
Jiang Xueming turned the body over and cut open the peasant's belly. He saw that the stomach was empty. It seemed that at the moment of death, the holy blood began to lose balance and collapse, and Mrs. Bai in her stomach became a rioting glutton.
Struggling to survive, it began to devour its own kind crazily, devouring the internal organs of this corpse.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The intertwined insect nest also proved Xueming’s conjecture. The nest was in the shape of a spider web, with blood-red knots where the threads intertwined.
The knot points to a center, and the core is the Red Blood Golden Elixir, which is red and yellow in color. It is also the Qi Sea Inner Elixir pursued by Daxia Qi Refiners, and the Huan Dan raised in the Alchemy Cauldron point on the spine is the elixir.
Waidan.
In other words, hundreds of households in Heifeng Town have been transformed into blood-giving monsters by Buddhist carving masters——
——They themselves don’t even know about this. They seem to think that everything is business as usual, and they still live in a muddleheaded way following the secular rules. They regard the "Alchemy Pain" as a family heirloom. After giving birth to children, they can take the mother-in-law's elixir. In the madness
Growing up under the protection of butterflies, he naturally had no disease or pain and was strong. In his old age, the Huan Dan in his spine was sucked out. He gave part of it to the Blood Jade Guanyin in exchange for fairy honey to calm the pain of erysipelas, and finally took the Huan Dan from his body.
The elixir is passed on to the children who have married, and the cycle repeats.
"Jianxiong!" Jiang Xueming washed his hands and handed the knife to Jianxiong's hand.
Jianxiong was shocked and couldn't help but give in half a step.
When Jiang Xueming learned what had happened, he became furious and his blood boiled with horror: "I saved your life, and now I want you to repay your kindness. You killed this man, do you dare to admit it?"
Jianxiong hesitated a little, as he was at war between heaven and man in his heart, and he had to accept the test.
"I killed him?"
Jiang Xueming: "How can I, a doctor who treats illnesses and save people, kill people? You are the one who killed me. Next, nine other girls' families are coming in, asking you to kill eight more."
Wu Xiuwen responded from the side: "Yes, yes! Yes! Doctors who treat diseases and save lives! They cannot kill people! If Mr. Zhang takes action, Empress Zhuzhu will not dare to ask him to serve and accompany him. Mr. Zhao, you have to think carefully."
, you two brothers even dare to kill a bear! But you don’t dare to kill anymore?”
"Noisy!" Zhao Jianxiong's eyes turned red for a moment. Where has he ever killed anyone? He has never thought of such a thing. As soon as Wu Xiuwen opened his mouth, he gained courage: "So what if I kill him? It's just a case of going to the execution ground to become famous.
Come on! Wash your neck..."
"Please wake up." Jiang Xueming only felt that it was very difficult to communicate with these primitive people. It was too difficult to break the lock in their hearts: "I am a lawless person. What laws and regulations did you talk to the demons? Did you listen just now?
Now that it’s clear, I asked him, asking him to tell the truth, if he still wants to do happy things with me and be like a mandarin duck - listen! Me? I am a mandarin duck with him? Who is going crazy?"
"The Buddhist carver and the doctor made these beauties with painted skins to tease us, test us, and maybe even persecute us and poison us - I sent him on his way, asking him to give birth to a good child, go to a good world, and find a good life.
Feng Shui treasure land, find a good family, end this painful reincarnation, and never go back to the endless purgatory of Black Wind Ridge, otherwise you will be a human flesh cauldron for generations to come, and your blood and marrow will be sucked by demons for generations to come, and you will not have a good death."
These words were like steel nails that penetrated Jianxiong's heart.
His eyes became brighter and brighter. He held the blood-red knife and stood guard by the door. He was breathing heavily at first, but then became calmer.