Young man, rich and easy to talk

Wuming picked up the remaining liquid on the table and sniffed it under his nose, a familiar and pungent smell rushed into the nasal passages, it was the smell of soaking corpse water.

Wuming knows that the sect often uses living and dead people to test new drugs and poisons. The corpse soaking water was developed to prevent corpses from decomposing.The purpose of infusing dead people with corpse water is to prevent their bodies from deteriorating, but he has never heard of instilling this on living people, and he doesn't know what the consequences will be if he drinks these bowls of medicine.

Wuming lowered his head to appease Qin Xichao, who was still in a daze but couldn't turn his back on God. He picked up the half bottle of potion left in one hand, dragged a jailer to press him on the floor, and pried open his jaw with the hilt of his sword. I have to pour the bottle full of corpse water down for him.

The frightened innocent jailer cried and begged for mercy: "My lord, my lord! Please spare us, we are following your orders!"

Wuming had a gloomy face, and the bottle tilted a little more, "Did I tell you to use poison?" He swung the rattling liquid, "What is this, soaking corpse water? What are the side effects?"

The jailer shouted, "No, no, it's not soaking water! It's medicine!"

"What medicine?" Wuming pressed the jailer's neck, and glanced back to see Qin Xichao moving her body as if about to get up.

"Wu...Ming..." A somewhat weak voice came from behind, the rustling of the clothes made a rustling sound, his back suddenly sank, and it was he who leaned forward.With a strong body leaning on his back, Wuming's subordinates were even more forceful, pinching the man on the ground, unable to utter a word, he could only hold his face and howl, it was his other buddy who knelt down and begged for mercy.

"It's the raw material of soaking corpse water. We don't know what it is, we only know how to use it." The jailer said.

Nameless stared at him, "Go ahead."

The jailer swallowed his saliva: "We only dare to use a small amount. Drinking it will make people's thinking slow and limbs tired. Let me know, this interrogation is not the same thing! You can ask questions if you have a little chance. If there is less stuff, we, we... just use some for him." He glanced at Qin Xichao, and said, "But who knew that he was so tight-lipped that he didn't say a word even after drinking several bowls... ..."

Wuming shook off the people under his hand, turned around and brought in Qin Xichao, who was staring and frowning, pushed his eyelids away, and asked, "Do you think he is still slow thinking like this now?!"

"This, this..." The jailer glared annoyedly at the accomplice who came up with such a bad idea. It seems that although the right envoy said that he wanted to interrogate the prisoner, it was probably just a deterrent, and he still cherished him as a male favorite!He put on an ugly smirk, and said: "You don't know, the effect of the medicine for the night when this person has a martial arts foundation should dissipate in a few hours. It's not the reaction if you drink too much of this thing." , that means I don’t remember anything, and someone has to re-teach me when I eat, sleep, shit, and pee, don’t worry, Mr. Right!”

Wuming seemed to grasp something: "Keep talking! What happens if you overdose?"

The jailer scratched his hair, "Uh... that's right, it seems to have washed away all the memory, leaving it blank?" He turned his head and cast a questioning look at his companion, who quickly nodded in agreement.

"Has anyone tried it?" Wuming asked urgently.

The jailer said: "Yes, I heard that the water was originally used to soak corpses. Later, someone fell into the pool for refining water and filled his stomach to find out that it has this effect. I heard... it was five years ago. ?” He turned his head to ask his companion for confirmation, and the other party said, “Fart! It happened four years ago, when the owner of the valley disappeared!”

valley owner.

Wuming's heart sank suddenly, and he suddenly put the sword on a person's neck and ordered him: "Take me there."

"Ah?" The other party was startled, "Where are you going?"

"Take me to see the refining pool!"

What's so interesting about the refining pool, but the sword has to go when it's on the neck, even if the sword isn't on the neck, the right command still has to go.The jailer grinned, nodded and bowed his head and said yes yes.Wuming helped Qin Xichao to the table to finish, let him lean against the wall and continue to stare in a daze, and told him softly: "Don't move around, wait until I come back, okay?"

Qin Xichao blinked vigorously twice, and Wuming's gentle face was reflected in his lake-like eyes. Under the effect of the medicine, he seemed to forget that he was still in a prison, and reached out to touch Wuming's cheek.Seeing that he didn't dodge, he pulled the person in front of him more boldly, kissed the corner of the other person's mouth calmly, nodded and said "yes", then leaned back against the wall exhausted.

The two jailers behind him stared blankly.

Wuming stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked the place where he was kissed, feeling that his tongue was really sweet and bitter.After thinking about it for a while, he returned to his cold face and ordered the jailer to take him to the medicine pool.

The jailer led him around the prison area and walked straight into the valley. There was no fork in the straight road, leading to the deepest hinterland in the entire Evil Spirit Valley, backed by a thousand-foot cliff and facing a flat medicine field—— Medicine Valley.The Medicine Valley really lives up to its name. A large area of ​​land has been reclaimed in the small depression to plant medicinal herbs. At a glance, there are more than [-] kinds of herbs.

The jailer led the way and said: "This used to be the place where the owner of the valley lived. After he disappeared, it has been vacant. However, it is easy to take care of the medicine field. But the medicine pool..." He paused After a while, he continued, "The potion in the medicine pool was developed by the owner himself, and no one can figure out what ingredients are in it, so only that pool can be used. Later, the corpse water used in the door is imitation. Yes, it doesn’t have the effect of the valley owner’s pond at all.”

As he spoke, he pushed open the side door of the side hall that had been vacant for a long time, led Wuming through the hallway that had already accumulated dust, turned a few corners, and pressed some mechanism to open a stone door on the wall.Before the door was fully opened, the soaring smell of the potion rushed out, and he coughed a few times in a low voice.

The jailer had anticipated this situation, and offered a white scarf to the right-hand envoy to tie it around his mouth and nose to cover up the bad smell.

Wuming waved his hand to show that he didn't need it, so he stepped into the stone room.The jailer wanted to follow in again, so Wuming ordered him to wait outside the hall.

The spaciousness of the stone room is beyond the nameless imagination, except for the strange potion left in half a pond in the center, there are also pictures of human and animal body structures on the surrounding walls, and a row of cabinets and shelves are arranged neatly under one wall. Table, knives and scissors tools are all there.

In the secret room that no one has stepped into for many years, a layer of dust has accumulated on the floor, and a thin mark will be printed when one steps on it.Wuming glanced around, and his gaze was fixed on the wooden couch on the opposite platform. On the couch, there were still a few futons in good condition, all of which were exquisitely embroidered in red and purple, resembling Liu Yuexue's half-yin and half-yang taste.

There was a brocade curtain abruptly hanging on the wall beside the head of the couch. Wuming walked over to pick it up, and was not surprised to see a recessed space behind it, with a bookshelf as high as the wall stuffed into the gap two arms wide , on the shelf are also neatly arranged books and files, and there may be something written on the spine, or there is nothing.

Wuming noticed that there was a row of locked cabinets at the bottom of the bookshelf, and without thinking about it, he chopped down with his sword.The lock, which had not been touched for four years, was stained with copper and rust. I am afraid that even if there is a key, it may not be able to open the rusted lock.The whole board was shattered into several pieces under the sword energy, revealing dozens of brick-thick books behind the broken board.

Only the word "record" is written on the spine of the book, with Liu Yuexue's signature on the bottom.

Wuming stared at the backs of books in front of him, subconsciously telling him that everything he wanted to know could be recorded here.This is Liu Yuexue's old lair, his testing ground and refining field, and the source of all truth.Perhaps as long as he opened any one of them, he would reveal the hidden truth that had been hidden for four years.

He should have known earlier that Liu Yuexue had an inseparable relationship with these things, but he didn't know it at that time, and he was still entangled in his grievances with Qin Xichao.

However, at this moment, Wuming flinched a little, and an inexplicable feeling warned him faintly.If he quit the stone room at this point, maybe his life can barely continue; but if he insists on exploring, only these brick-thick things can easily destroy his entire life.

Although his existing life has been a mess.

But it would be worse, immeasurably worse.

But he really couldn't think of how it could go bad, so he thought he had nothing to fear.He thought that apart from Qin Xichao, it was impossible to lose more, and he had no other concerns in his life, no matter how bad it could be, how bad it could be.

But when Wuming took out the book and boldly opened it carefully, he still understood.

Those words before were all self-deceiving comfort. When God wants to play tricks on you, even the gods of Daluo, Tianya Haijiao, can't avoid it.

What's more, he is just a person.

Now, he didn't even know if he was still a complete person.

Liu Yuexue finally wrote in the record: This is a tragedy, a sin, and a life that can never be redeemed.I no longer know who he is, but I know who he will be, what he will do and say, his character and likes, and he will never be him again.I've never hated anyone so much, including myself.

June Snow was right.

"I've never hated someone so much.

including myself. "