Alang shook his head anxiously: "No, there are many medicinal materials with strong medicinal properties in the Nine-leaf Poison Relief Pill. It was originally made to fight against all kinds of violent poisons, so the medicinal properties are already very strong. For grandma's age,
For humans, one is the limit of last resort, and if you feed more, your blood vessels may rupture."
It seems that it is basically impossible for me and him to help this old woman detoxify, but a figure suddenly flashed in my mind. Since it is a poisonous poison, the ghost mother-in-law must be able to do something about it, right?
Thinking of this, I quickly stood up and said to A Lang: "Let's leave here quickly. Before she is completely poisoned, go back to the previous hotel. There is a master there who can definitely rescue your grandma."
Now that his life was at stake, Alang naturally did not dare to delay any longer. After listening to my words, a glimmer of hope ignited in his eyes, and he quickly put his grandma on his back and returned to the previous station.
Originally we wanted to see if there were any vehicles passing by on the road to give us a ride, but because this place is so remote, there was not even a tractor, let alone a car. Fortunately, we didn't have to wait long when we arrived at the bus station.
There was a shuttle bus and we quickly jumped on it.
The people in the car looked nervously at the unconscious old man with a strange expression behind Alang, and asked if we wanted to call the police or an ambulance. We declined, saying it was just heat stroke and we could just go back to the hotel to rest.
Because this place is located in a remote area, even if the local hospital sends an ambulance, it will take a long time. Moreover, this kind of poison may not be treatable by ordinary hospitals. Now only the ghost mother-in-law is the last life-saving straw.
After sitting down, I put a piece of Luofu Jishishi Curse on Grandma Alang, and found that the gold spots on her face had spread and were vaguely connected into pieces, dyeing her entire face as if it had been coated with gold powder, making her look charming.
Strange and strange, almost not like a living person.
"This is a red-purple gilded scorpion, a kind of poison that specializes in biting people's ankles. It is small, agile and highly toxic. It is not convenient to cultivate and is not easy to mass-produce. However, there are always a few finished products in each batch, usually
Used to quietly attack others during large-scale Gu fights." Alang held his head, blaming himself and saying in pain, "I didn't expect that they had this skill, because they couldn't hurt me, so they turned around.
After catching Aying and poisoning grandma, I am so useless."
Now that everything has happened, it is useless for him to blame himself. I can only comfort him: "After all, it is difficult for two fists to defeat four hands. There are so many people and bugs on the other side, and you can't guard against them. Don't worry, you
Grandma and sister can be saved."
Probably because I was relatively reliable in his impression, so after hearing these words, he felt much relieved. Although he still looked remorseful, he cheered up a little. Then he remembered that I had appeared inexplicably before.
Then he asked with some curiosity:
"Master, why did you save me and become an enemy of the evil witch sect? Are you one of those Taoist priests from the Central Plains Taoist Sect who slayed demons and evil spirits and went to heaven and earth?"
"Don't call me an expert, just call me Yang Fan. I have just started." Although he said this, it still felt good to be regarded as an expert for the first time, so he briefly talked to him.
Of course, many irrelevant details about my origin are omitted, and I focus on my reasons for wanting to track down the evil witch cult.
"What about you? I think you were originally a member of the evil witch sect. Why did you suddenly choose to betray the sect and would rather be hunted down than escape?"
Alang was silent for a while, and then said: "Yes, I am indeed a member of the evil witch cult, but it is not that I actively want to join, but because I have a certain talent in using poisonous poison, so I was assigned to our area.
The cadres of the evil witch sect took a fancy to me and asked my family to sacrifice me to become a formal believer. We dare not disobey the orders of the evil witch sect, especially in many small border villages in southern Xinjiang. The evil witch sect is almost synonymous with covering the sky with one hand, so
I became a scorpion stinger when I was very young."
I then asked: "What about your parents and other family members? Are they religious people?"
"No, I have a vague impression of my parents. I only know that when I first remembered, they were temporarily recruited by the evil witch cult as earth centipedes to perform a certain ceremony that lacked manpower. However, they never came back. At home,
Only my grandma and my newborn sister were left to depend on each other, but the Evil Witch Cult sent us some rations every month for us to make ends meet, so I followed the trend and started working for the Evil Witch Cult."
I thought to myself that this evil witch sect really has some tricks to select new talents. It knew that it would start in folk villages, places where the sky is high and the emperor is far away, and the government power cannot fully reach it, and it would get rid of the parents and elders of the talented people, so that they can grow up from an early age.
It creates the illusion that one must rely on evil witchcraft to survive.
Such children will naturally become more devoted to the sect when they grow up. Even if they are not very loyal to the Gu God belief, the habits they have developed over the years have made it difficult for them to leave the life of the sect.
I asked strangely: "Then why did you suddenly choose to rebel now? I see that you became Spider Hei at a young age. Many of those people who were much older than you just now were just Scorpion Stingers.
Logically speaking, you should have a bright future within the sect."
Bystanders know clearly, and the authorities are confused. Although from an outsider's perspective, I think the evil witch sect is a heretical evil and inhumane, but as a member of this organization since childhood and with a promising future, A Lang should not be able to see through the evil witches so easily.
The essence of teaching.
"Because they actually want my sister to undergo training for the Silkworm God's Rebirth Ceremony!" When Alang said this, he couldn't help but grit his teeth, and clenched his right hand into a fist:
"It was an extremely painful and dangerous ritual. Few people in history could successfully survive to the end. But they said that my sister has a rare poison-resistant constitution. As long as she can fully channel her talent through proper training, she might be able to survive."
Survive eight kinds of poisons and become a saint in the religion."
Silkworm God's Rebirth Sacrifice? Yes, this term is not unfamiliar to me. The female ghost that sucked people's life and longevity I met on the train ran away because she could not bear the pain of the sacrifice, and the other people who participated in the ceremony together
The girls undoubtedly all died before the halfway point of the process, which shows how low the success rate is.
Granny Ghost also told me that Wanlin, as the future successor to the leader, may also need to participate in such cruel and painful rituals. Although she has the direct lineage of the Silkworm God and has a very different physique, her success rate may be much higher than that of ordinary people.
In each generation, several descendants will still die in the trial of the afterlife sacrifice, which is still a dangerous life-threatening journey.