Chapter 74: People in the Underground Palace (Part 2)
Wu Qifeng walked along the stone stairs to the bottom.
Below is a small underground palace with four or five stone chambers and a larger stone hall. Oil lamps are hung on the corridors and walls of the underground palace. The dim lights reflect the cold underground palace, adding an eerie feeling to it.
The feeling of forest.
There are six people in the underground palace who have lived in the underground palace for many years. They will not leave without Wu Qifeng's order.
Wu Qifeng walked to a stone room in the west. The horse-faced man pushed the stone door open and Wu Qifeng walked in.
This stone room is very spacious. There is a row of tables placed on the west wall of the room. The tables are filled with various bottles and jars, as well as many medicinal herbs, and medical equipment used by doctors.
The room was also filled with a strong medicinal smell.
Standing next to the table was an old man in his sixties with gray beard, making medicine.
The sound of pounding medicine echoed monotonously in the stone chamber.
The old man was concentrating on making medicine and did not notice Wu Qifeng and the horse-faced man coming in.
Beside the east wall of the stone room, there is a bed with a person lying on the bed.
This man was covered with a quilt, and his head was exposed. His entire head was covered with wound wrap, and only his eyes were exposed, making him look like a mummy's head.
This person is a seriously injured patient.
The people in the underground palace were ordered by Qifeng to take care of this seriously injured patient and maintain his life.
Next to the bed sat a woman in her thirties, who gave off a very demure look. At the moment, the woman was feeding porridge to the people on the bed with a spoon.
The woman was very gentle and very careful. Every time she fed a spoonful, she would blow it gently with her mouth, then test the temperature of the porridge with her lips, and then feed it all into the mouth of the seriously injured patient.
After feeding him a spoonful, he gently wiped the person's mouth with a handkerchief.
When Wu Qifeng walked to the bed, the woman stopped feeding the man porridge. She put the bowl on the bedside table and stood up quickly.
"Master, are you here?"
Wu Qifeng nodded slightly towards the woman.
After hearing what the woman said, the old man stopped messing with the medicine and turned around. The old man also greeted Wu Qifeng respectfully.
Wu Qifeng said: "You guys go out first."
So the old man, the woman, and the horse-faced man all left the stone room first.
Only Wu Qifeng and the seriously injured patient on the bed were left in the stone room.
Wu Qifeng walked to the bed and sat down on the chair beside the bed.
The seriously injured patient looked at Wu Qifeng, and his eyes were obviously excited. He seemed to be looking forward to Wu Qifeng's arrival. He made an indistinct sound towards Wu Qifeng, and he didn't know what he was talking about.
Wu Qifeng said: "Although you still can't speak clearly, your voice is much stronger than before. I also heard that you can now move your right hand."
At this moment, the severely injured patient's right hand was outside the quilt. He flexed his fingers twice and then made a fist gesture, which meant that he could move his right hand.
Although the severely injured patient could move his right hand, it was still difficult to lift his arm.
Wu Qifeng said: "I haven't been here for a month, but they are still doing their best, right?"
The seriously injured patient nodded, and then pointed to the table with his finger. There were two one-foot-square wooden boards on the table. Wu Qifeng immediately understood that the seriously injured patient wanted to write and communicate with him.
Wu Qifeng took a wooden board from the table. The front and back of the wooden board were blackened with ink. Wu Qifeng then picked up a lime stick and handed it to the person's hand. Wu Qifeng held the board in front of the person's hand.
The seriously injured patient used a lime stick to write a few words on the wooden board: How is the situation now?
While he was writing these words, his eyes also showed a desire to know the situation.
Wu Qifeng smiled and said: "You are already a living dead, and you still care about these things. Then I can tell you that the martial arts conference is over. As you and I expected, Chen Zuohu is not Qin Jiutian's opponent. But it is beyond your expectation.
Chen Zuohu severely injured Qin Jiutian. I said, I know Chen Zuohu better than you. You underestimated Chen Zuohu. So, I won."
After hearing Wu Qifeng's words, the seriously injured patient's eyes were full of surprise.
A look of pride flashed across Wu Qifeng's face. He had made a bet with the seriously injured patient. Wu Qifeng bet that Chen Zuohu could seriously injure Qin Jiutian.
Wu Qifeng continued: "Qin Jiutian suffered heavy losses, and the Divine Blood Sect took the opportunity to cause chaos. The entire martial arts conference turned into chaos... The undercover also successfully assassinated the seriously injured Qin Jiutian. The knife was painted with the poison king's 'Dark Night'
"Shang', Qin Jiutian cannot escape death after all. Now, the people behind Qin Jiutian will also surface..."
This martial arts competition resulted in the tragic death and injury of tens of thousands of people. In fact, Wu Qifeng was the instigator, and Wu Qifeng did not tell the seriously injured patients about these things.
The seriously injured patient wrote again: Is Qin Jiutian the King of the Blood Moon?
Wu Qifeng said: "How should I put it? Qin Jiutian acted too cautiously. I have no conclusive evidence. But from the information we have, it can be inferred that he should be one of the three blood moons. I suspected Chen Zuohu back then. After a secret investigation, I found out that eight generations of Chen Zuohu's ancestors
They can all be found out. Moreover, Chen Zuohu’s life since he was a child, including his mother’s humiliation and suicide, and his later surrender to the disciples of True Monarch Yuding... these are also traceable. Later, the Twelve Palaces suddenly emerged and gained momentum in just a few years.
It is abnormal to approach the Divine Blood Cult. There must be powerful support behind it. Moreover, Qin Jiutian is too perfect, with almost no flaws. He has won praise for his heroic deeds and has attracted heroes from all over the world to defect to him. His power has also increased.
The snowball was getting bigger and bigger, which also aroused my alarm. I sent two hundred people to check Qin Jiutian's details. As a result, Qin Jiutian's information was not as complete as Chen Zuohu's, and there were many things that were suspicious..."
Wu Qifeng explained the doubts one by one to the seriously injured patients.
After hearing this, the man wrote on the board again: So you are helping Chen Zuohu?
Wu Qifeng said: "Although the crimes committed by Chen Zuohu and his Divine Blood Cult are too numerous to describe, Chen Zuohu is at least an internal trouble rather than an external trouble. Chen Zuohu's most ambitious ambition is to dominate the world of Dayu, and the Blood Moon King City wants to conquer the entire Dayu. Two evils are in power.
Which is the lesser, so I helped the Divine Blood Sect and used the power of this evil religion to check and balance the Twelve Palaces. However, the Divine Blood Sect lost its reputation and lost the hearts of the people, and it was impossible to escape the disaster of destruction. Fortunately, the Divine Blood Sect dragged the Twelve Palaces away.
After so many years. Otherwise, the Twelve Palaces would have unified the world long ago, and Qin Jiutian would have ascended to the throne of the leader of the martial arts alliance."
The seriously injured patient wrote on the cardboard again: Is Chen Zuohu dead?
Wu Qifeng said: "Chen Zuohu is dead, and the Divine Blood Sect now only has a few defeated soldiers, and it will not be long before it will be completely destroyed. Qin Jiutian is dead, and Chen Zuohu and his Divine Blood Sect have also been wiped out. This result is very good. It's just right.
It’s what I want.”
The seriously injured patient's eyes were full of joy after hearing this.
The seriously injured patient wrote a few words on the cardboard.
Wu Qifeng looked at those words and said expressionlessly: "You don't need to worry about this..."
Wu Qifeng did not answer this question, and the seriously injured patient's eyes were filled with disappointment.
Wu Qifeng stood up and said: "I've told you everything I can tell you. You don't need to know what I can't tell you. I have to leave now. You can recover well. Your recovery is much slower than I thought.
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When Wu Qifeng was about to leave, the seriously injured patient made a sound of "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" from his mouth, and his eyes became excited. He wrote on the cardboard with his hand: Take me to the medical sage, only he can cure me. Please...