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Western Xia Demon Mausoleum Chapter 48: Zhou Tianling is a bureau?

"What's wrong? Are you telling me that before going to the Xixia Demon Tomb, you want to set up Zhou Tianling to test me? No, it's my mission to find the demon bones. When will it be your turn to decide!"

My heart skipped a beat and I put down the bowl and chopsticks.

"This matter is related to a huge secret, which is related to every life on this earth. It is not only related to your Yunwen Temple! This Xixia Demon Tomb is our territory in Kunlun Mountain, and there is our equipment there.

The agency under the ambush was ambushing me, and your great-grandfather didn't even say hello to me. Do you think you can find the demon bones?" Shangguan Jielong snorted coldly when he said this.

"Hmph! Your great-grandfather and your grandfather are both hateful people. On the surface, it seems that you are doing things, but in fact, they have been borrowing the power of Kunlun Mountain to do things. Anyone who comes out of Yunwen Temple is much better than you.

, the reason why I am willing to come with you is because I want to see what your great-grandfather wants to do."

He returned to bed, began to meditate, and ignored me.

He used to meditate before going to bed. Those who didn't know it thought he was practicing the Nine Yang Magic Skills, the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon, etc. I sighed, thinking that I would fall into the same designed situation again.

The only difference this time is that this time I am no longer in the clear, but in the dark.

Even the most central place is divided into light and dark, just like if you put an apple on a plate, or to put it a little smaller, even if you put a sesame seed, you can look at it from any angle.

There are still parts that cannot be seen.

Now, in the territory of Banshan Sect, Zhou Tianling is the little sesame, and I may be hiding in the part that sesame cannot see. This chess method is indeed better than before. I used to think that grandpa was the one behind the scenes.

chess player, but looking at it now, it was actually my great-grandfather Zhuge Jian who, in that more distant era, determined the development of the chess game early!

The next day, I was woken up by Zhou Tianling. He seemed to have not had much rest last night. He said with dark circles under his eyes: "Hey, Brother Guo, I disturbed your sweet dream. After treating the disease for the tribe today, you can sleep well again."

It’s time to get some sleep.”

"Okay! Gather them together and let them soak in a hot bath for thirty minutes. Then call me. I'll wash my face first." To be honest, I really didn't sleep well. I stretched myself.

I thought I was still sleeping, but I didn't expect that the room was empty. Only Shangguan was resting on the bed next to him. However, after Zhou Tianling left, he also woke up.

Half an hour later, Zhou Tianling took Shangguan and I to a relatively spacious courtyard nearby. I thought that the dozen or so people left from the Banshan Sect would be old and young, but to my surprise, they were all second-class people.

Young people in their teens, and several teenage children. Suddenly, I began to frown seriously, and I began to feel that there was a big problem with Zhou Tianling.

The reason why I think so is my understanding of this so-called disease. Judging from the treatment of Qiu Ci last night, the people of the Banshan sect are not suffering from a disease, but rather a kind of Chinese herbal medicine that relieves stress. Ancient siege warfare

All experienced generals will kill the doctors first after entering the city. If they don't kill the doctors, then these doctors will most likely put some Chinese herbal medicines that can relieve their power into the city's water sources. On the surface,

It doesn't look like poisoning, but in fact, this kind of Chinese herbal medicine that relieves force can plant the root of disease in the human body. Within three to five years, the person will be tortured to death. The opium sold by the British to the Qing Dynasty in the late Qing Dynasty was a force-relieving drug.

kind of.


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