The Demon Concubine of God

Shen Wen didn't have any peerless ancient books, but she had knowledge beyond a thousand years. As a half-spy, she was also a master of forgery. She was confident that she could write a book that could arouse the interest of a medical geek. She didn't need to write too much in two days, just a few chapters would be enough. Make the book torn in half, and tell the old man that she and her cruel husband were robbed of half of the book in the robbery room, leaving only the second half. The content couldn't just be ancient prescriptions, but also some modern research technology processes, such as mineral refining methods, weapons smelting methods, and chemical drug refining processes, using terms that the ancients couldn't understand. Just a few pages of paper would be enough for the old man to study for a lifetime.

Late at night, Shen Wen secretly looked through the window at the old man's back as he studied hard at his desk, and nodded.

But even though she had fallen into the trap, she still felt unsatisfied. This old man was really evil. The reason why he treated ordinary people was that he used them as experimental subjects. And he was particularly cautious. These people were all volunteers. They all signed the agreement and pressed their fingerprints, allowing him to manipulate their lives without caring about their lives.

They had lost their relatives and their background, and were left with only a dying life, so they asked the miracle doctor for a wish.

Shen Wen catered to the doctor's wishes and made up a story about herself as an abandoned woman who was willing to take revenge even at the cost of her own life. She also gave him half of a priceless secret book, so the doctor was naturally willing to do it.

The cold wind blew through the window at night, blowing out the oil lamp on the doctor's desk. The medicine boy Wutou, who had been sleeping hunched over by the door for a while, stood up dazedly and, at the doctor's urging, opened the tinder and lit the candle.

"Okay, it's late at night, you should stop serving here." The miracle doctor told the servant without even raising his head.

Then he licked his fingers and turned the page to the next one. This time he squinted his eyes and almost leaned into the book, running his fingers over the words one by one and reading them aloud.

The medicine boy was overjoyed after hearing this and quickly responded and left.

The room became quiet again.

Perhaps because he was thirsty, the miracle doctor raised his hand to touch the teapot in the midst of his busy schedule. However, before he touched it, his half-stretched arm froze in mid-air, and then with a "bang" his whole body fell to the ground.

Shen Wen then walked into the house leisurely. He took out the bottle from his sleeve, put his hands on the cloth, carefully opened the lid and put it in front of the old man's nose, turning his head and holding his breath.

Such a childish poisoning technique made Shen Wen almost feel frustrated. There was no other way. She didn't have any chemical agents that she was familiar with, and she had a lot of instantly lethal animal and plant poisons in her stomach. She didn't have the conditions or time to find them for her, so she had to rely on her acting skills 70% and luck 30%. But now that she succeeded, her luck was not bad.

The next morning, it was past breakfast time. When it was the turn of the medicine boy Wutou to make breakfast, the boy was still asleep. Perhaps it was because of his biological clock, even though he had slept past the time, he was still awakened by the dream. He hurried out of the dormitory and went to the upper room to apologize to the miracle doctor.

He pushed the door open and when he looked up he saw a frail body slumped in an armchair with its feet propped up on the table. When he looked at the face, who else could it be but Shen Wen?

The miracle doctor he respected was lying on the ground like a drunk, sleeping like a dead pig.

"So early? Didn't you go to bed at midnight yesterday? You didn't even sleep in a little longer." Shen Wen turned around and looked at Wutou leisurely.

After all, she was weak, and if she wasn't in a dangerous environment, Shen Wen would have slept soundly. Her eyes opened the moment Wutou pushed the door open.

"You! How could you..."

Wu Tou was very different. She, a woman, was actually sharing a room with an old man. He pointed at the woman and walked up to her.

Shen Wen landed on the ground with both feet. The next moment, medicine powder slipped out from his sleeves and sprinkled on Wutou's face. Wutou choked and coughed a few times, and said in horror: "You poisoned me."

"This poison is easy to cure. It's all Caolu's poison. I'm just offering it to you." Wutou didn't believe it and said, "It's impossible. My master's poison is hidden in a secret place, and there are poisonous traps at the hiding place. How could you find it so quickly?"

It was quite secretive. Although there was not much poison, there were many miraculous medicines for healing and prolonging life. It was the fox that secretly found the hiding place. The fox was so smart that it even reminded Shen Wen of where not to touch and where there were traps. She got these good things easily, and she was so happy that she turned around several times.

At this time, the miracle doctor who was lying on the ground woke up slowly. The old man who had been feeling very uncomfortable all night looked at his situation with a puzzled look on his face, still unable to recover. Wutou quickly helped him up and said, "Master, I'm glad you woke up." The old man felt very weak, dizzy, chest tightness and shortness of breath. He couldn't help but say to himself, "What's wrong with me?" Wutou was surprised when he saw his face and said, "Master, your face?"

The old man's face was pale, his eye sockets were dark, and the veins on his cheeks were black, which was very scary. The old man coughed twice in pain, and he almost fell down with stars in front of his eyes.

Wutou finally believed that they were really poisoned. He looked at the witch behind him angrily and asked, "What kind of poison did you give my master?"

The old man was so shocked after hearing this that his whole body trembled. He then checked his physical condition.

Shen Wenfu sat back in the chair, her expression half hesitant as she said, "It's a contagious poison." She looked at the two people and stretched out two fingers, saying, "Look! I can tell you that you both have two kinds of poison in your bodies. However, these poisons can be cross-infected, but you insist on getting together...tsk tsk, then they are not two kinds of poison anymore."

Hearing about cross infection, Wutou was so scared that he immediately withdrew his hand from supporting the master, causing the old man to half-kneel on the ground, looking very embarrassed.

The old man didn't bother to settle accounts with his disciple. He just gritted his teeth and looked at the woman in front of him. However, he felt more and more uncomfortable and he didn't even have the energy to glare at her.

Shen Wen took out a medicine bottle and waved it in front of the two people, saying: "This is one of the antidotes. I will give it to you after you answer my questions truthfully."

The old man was very flexible. Although his tone was still stubborn, he asked her what she wanted to know.

"First, do you have any friendship or interest relationship with the Second Young Master Ji of the Duke's Mansion?"

"There is no friendship, nor can it be said to be a relationship of interest." The old man replied calmly.

This answer is ambiguous and very annoying.

Shen Wen raised the bottle in his hand high and smashed it with a loud bang.

Wutou was so frightened that he felt as if he had lost his life. But the next moment, Shen Wen took out another bottle of the same kind from his sleeve, and Wutou seemed to come back to life after seeing it.

Shen Wen looked at Wutou and said, "Your master is old and doesn't care about life or death. But you are still young and it would be a pity if you die. If you tell the truth, I will give you the antidote. Remember, don't lie again. I might get angry and smash the bottle, and then you will never have the antidote again."

Wutou nodded quickly. He thought for a moment and said, "I have seen Master Ji. My master is very respectful to Master Ji. He does not call him Master but Young Master."

The old man closed his eyes and was angry at his apprentice for not fighting back.

"So Xin Xuan in the Fuling Temple in Qianque Mountain is not your master? Or maybe you are serving two masters."

When the old man heard Shen Wen say "one servant serving two masters", his reaction was ferocious.

"You serve the second master..." He wanted to say more, but held back, clenching his fists like a patient little woman.

He avoided her gaze and said, "I advise you not to ask about Elder Xin Xuan. He has great magical powers. If you provoke him, your whole family will be in turmoil."

Shen Wen added: "That's... After all, that old monster has many evil ways. But I am a person who is not allowed to die by God and I don't believe in evil. I am also despised by my relatives and clansmen. Life is really boring."

Hearing his sigh, the old man couldn't help but roll his eyes. He thought, are you bored and have nothing to do with me? If you are too bored, just go and die, why drag me down with you?

"If it weren't for the master's fear, he would still be a little gnashing his teeth." Shen Wen said while looking at the old man's expression, and almost every word hit his pain point.

The old man's poison was roaring in his body, making him exhausted. Shen Wen was still not in a hurry to stimulate him with words, making him feel dizzy.

Shen Wen walked towards him and said, "Since there is a grudge between you two, you shouldn't help him deal with his enemy Ling Que. After all, no matter how powerful Xin Xuan is, he escaped from Xianling Kingdom. Ling Que is the legitimate descendant of the goddess of Xianling Kingdom, so he should be able to deal with him. Why are you helping the person you hate?"

The old man didn't answer.

“Do you have any evidence?”

The old man was silent, with sweat on his forehead.

Shen Wen thought about it, squatted down and whispered to the old man: "I heard that this Taoist practitioner can see what he wants to see through a medium from thousands of miles away, can control people's minds, and can instantly transfer to thousands of miles away."

The old man did not find it absurd after hearing this. Instead, he collapsed without holding on.