Chapter 410 The Truth in the Bottle

Fu Shanyue smiled and said, "I'm not that free. I came here today to ask about the second half of what you didn't finish at Feng Mo Mountain."

"What words?"

Fu Shanyue spread his hands, with the small wooden bottle lying in his palm: "Do you know what's inside?"

His men looked surprised when they heard this.

Isn't this wooden bottle filled with dragon marrow? The young master spent so much effort to snatch it himself, why would he ask an outsider now?

"Who told you that?"

As soon as He Lingchuan said these words, Fu Shanyue's face darkened. The subordinate couldn't help but said: "Young Master, is this man talking nonsense? Don't believe him."

Fu Shanyue slowly turned his head, stared at him and asked, "Then who should I trust? Should I trust you, Fu Ji, or should I trust Fu Jiu?"

Fu Ji's face changed drastically and he opened his mouth to speak. Fu Shanyue suddenly slapped his Tianling Gai with his palm, knocking him out directly.

He Lingchuan was displeased: "Be careful, blood is splattered on the wall."

He clearly saw that when Fuji slid down, the corner of his mouth rubbed against the wall, leaving a trail of blood.

Is Fushan Yue so cruel to his own people?

"Ah, sorry, cleaning up the house." Fu Shanyue wiped his hands with a towel, "I made you laugh."

"I not only saw the joke, but I also helped you." The traps that He Lingchuan had previously arranged in the house made Fu Ji uncomfortable. "Why did you bring him to my place to clean up the house?"

Use his strength to clean up your subordinates. This person is very good at taking advantage.

"Just by the way." Fu Shanyue put away his nonsense and put on his serious face, "What is in the bottle, please don't hesitate to enlighten me."

He Lingchuan sat calmly: "Intelligence has a price, you know."

"what would you like?"

"It depends on what you have." He Lingchuan spread his hands, "If you are so poor that you only have money left, I can help you."

Fu Shanyue was a little surprised. Is this kind of person short of money?

He Lingchuan kept his smile unchanged. It’s lacking, why isn’t it lacking?

He was a young man from Dunyu who had been short of money when he was young. Now he came to Bejia alone. All he had in his pocket was the savings that he had not spent in the past. It can be said that he was sitting on nothing.

He still has a path to practice, and every step costs money.

Therefore, it is too vulgar to talk about money, and it is too tight not to talk about money.

"I understand." Fu Shanyue took out two banknotes from his arms and placed them on the table. "This is two hundred taels. That's all I have on my body."

He went out to kill people, no, to negotiate, so why did he carry so much money with him?

"Your life is only worth two hundred taels?" Don't do this to yourself.

"Can't you give me a friendly discount?"

He Lingchuan smiled: "Friendship is never compromised."

Fu Shanyue was also a little helpless. He had a lot of hidden weapons. As for the money, where could he get it in a hurry? "Where is your destination?"

"Lingxu City."

Fushan thought more and more: "Add a mansion covering an area of ​​five acres in Lingxu City!"

He Lingchuan smiled: "It covers an area of ​​five acres, how dare you call yourself a big house?" His old house in Heishui City covers an area of ​​twenty-five acres, which is five times the size of Fushanyue's house.

Fu Shanyue curled his lips: "In Lingxu City, it is!"

Having said this, he smiled slyly: "Actually, I don't have to know exactly what this is, just knowing that it is not dragon marrow is enough!"

As long as you know that you have been misled, that's enough.

He Lingchuan was unmoved: "If you don't know the properties of the poison, how can you go back and set up a counterattack?"

These words hit Fu Shanyue's pain point accurately, and he bared his teeth subconsciously: "Two hundred taels and a mansion in Lingxu City, plus I owe you a favor."

"This opportunity doesn't come often." He warned He Lingchuan, "Don't refuse in a hurry."

"That's okay, but you still have to answer a few questions for me."

In fact, both of them knew that these two conditions were of no importance at all, they were just a matter of shaking hands and making peace.

There is no mortal enemy, and there are no complicated entanglements of interests, so why bother to kill him?

What's more, the person Fu Shanyue wanted to deal with at this time was not He Lingchuan at all.

"go ahead."

"What is your relationship with the King of Chiyan?" Again, the blood of Ba in this world is rarer than the panda blood in his original world, which makes people think of it.

"He is my father."

really. He Lingchuan blinked: "Can a demon also give birth to a child?"

After all, isn't Ba just... a dead person?

Do dead people still have that kind of vitality?

However, He Lingchuan had also read in the "Medieval Strange Tales" lent to him by Sun Fuling. When he was born, Ba did not like the sun, his joints were stiff, and his face was pale. Only after his cultivation gradually deepened, could his face be rosy and move as usual. At that time It is not much different from a living person, and even has a pulse again, but in fact the way of practice is completely different.

With a pulse, there are bodily functions, maybe... hmm?

"He himself was surprised." Fushanyue said calmly, "My mother is human."

His father was once a human being, so there was no such thing as isolation.

"Since you are the prince of Chiyan King, why do you want to rob your own envoy?"

"I heard that the things that Lord Shan Yu privately gave to my father are very beneficial to my growth in cultivation." Fu Shanyue said with a smile, "It is impossible for my father to give it to me, so I will get it myself."

He Lingchuan expressed sympathy: "It sounds like you don't have a good relationship with your father."

"It's not bad." Fu Shanyue's smile remained unchanged, "He just wants me to die."

"The father is kind and the son is filial." He Lingchuan sighed, "Why is that?"

"This is my family matter, so I can't share it." Fushan Yue raised his chin towards him, "I've answered enough questions, it's your turn."

"The wooden bottle you put in is not dragon marrow, but a kind of poison." He Lingchuan lit the oil lamp on the chest of drawers. "I have seen the effect of it hitting people. Those who are hit are incurable."

"Poison?" Fu Shanyue thought it was something amazing, but he was a little disappointed. "I am not afraid of poison."

Creatures like Ba are naturally immune to all poisons.

"This is not a poison from the human world, but a product of the Son of God." He Lingchuan asked him, "Do you know Jindu Mother?"

When he smelled the fragrance in the bottle at Fengmo Mountain, he could tell that Wen Xing, the son of Wen Daolun, a counselor relied on by Zhong Shengguang, was injured by the ninth son of Jindu Mother, and the wound exuded this unique sweet fragrance.

So what is in the bottle? Do I need to explain it in detail?

Fu Shanyue shook his head blankly: "What is that?"

"It's not a thing, it's a god." He Lingchuan spread his hands, "I need a living body for the experiment."

Fu Shanyue pointed to his subordinate Fu Ji beside him and said, "What do you think of this?"

He Lingchuan stretched out his hand and made a "please" gesture. It turned out that this guy spared Fu Ji's life just to use him as a test subject.

Fu Shanyue casually took a silver needle and dipped it in the liquid in the bottle. The tip of the needle was as bright as before and did not turn black.

He used the needle to prick Fu Ji, who was still unconscious and did not respond.

Fu Shanyue obviously did not have much patience, so he simply stabbed him several times in the neck, thigh, abdomen and other places.

After a few dozen breaths, He Lingchuan suddenly said, "It has changed."

Fu Shanyue took out a dagger and scraped the place where the needle was stabbed. It felt stiff, or hard, and the soft skin had turned into something else.

Hmm, is it really wood?

He checked a few more needle holes and found that there were signs of wood everywhere, and it spread to the whole body.

Fu Ji also woke up in a strange way and screamed: "What's going on!"

Fu Shanyue shook the wooden bottle in his hand: "You try it for me."

Fu Ji struggled to the ground: "Young master, spare me!"

"Who spread the false information that the gift from Shanyu Country is dragon marrow?"

Fu Ji was speechless.

Fu Shanyue murmured: "I treat you well, why do you betray me?"

Fu Ji desperately begged for mercy. At this time, his hands and feet could not move, but Fu Shanyue was unmoved.

Until Fu Ji completely turned into a wooden sculpture, he patted Fu Ji on the shoulder: "There is no antidote for this poison."

And as the blood flow speeds up, it takes effect faster.

Now anyone standing in front of Fu Ji will only feel that the craftsman is skillful and the carving is lifelike, even the painful expression on his face is so sincere.

Fu Shanyue was secretly shocked.

He Lingchuan asked him: "Do you think you can survive if you drink this thing?"

The body can resist the poison, but it may not be able to resist the effect of wood transformation. His face was not good: "I have also done experiments with pikas, but at that time I let them take it orally."

"Snake venom will take effect when it meets blood, but it is not a big deal if it is eaten. If you let the pika swallow it, maybe the effect will not take effect so quickly." He Lingchuan reminded him, "Besides, are you sure that the pikas used in the experiment have not been replaced by others?"

Fu Shanyue couldn't say the word "no".

He thought about it and asked again: "What kind of god is Jindu Mother?"

He Lingchuan then gave him a popular science of the characteristics of Jindu Mother and her cubs.

Fu Shanyue didn't say anything after hearing this, and he let out a long sigh after a long while: "So that's what happened!"

"Why did the King of Shanyu send this thing to your father?" He Lingchuan asked him, "Or was it swapped on the way? I heard that the envoy of Shanyu was robbed on the way and spent two days recovering the lost property."

"I don't know." Fu Shanyue shook his head, "But I will find out."

He added: "Right now, the official army of Shanyu has been beaten back by the rebellious new army and needs the help of Chiyan." He read the letter. According to the letter, in addition to this dragon marrow, the King of Shanyu also wrote a gift list for his father.

He Lingchuan was curious: "Can Chiyan send troops to help?"

"Of course not, this belongs to Shanyu's internal affairs. Other demon kings can only watch the fight from afar and cannot intervene directly. Otherwise, Lingxu City and other demon countries will be severely punished!"

He Lingchuan noticed the word "directly": "Then you can help indirectly?"

There are loopholes in any rule, and Beijia is no exception.

"Money, food, and supplies can all be transported to friendly countries on the battlefield under the pretext of trade. As long as the planning is good, a few strong men can be sent to provide support. Lingxu City is not easy to manage these, and sometimes they will turn a blind eye." Fu Shanyue shrugged, "No matter who wins in the end, as long as they pay tribute to Lingxu City and get the approval of the gods, they can ascend to the throne."