Cai Xunru glanced at You Yingying quietly, and suddenly clapped his hands, "Oops, I came in too much hurry just now, I forgot to adjust the oven, my barbecued pork." ”

He said he hurried to the kitchen.

"It seems to smell a little burnt, don't fry the oven, I'll go check it too." Sun Suhe immediately followed.

"Now let's talk. Su He leaned on the kitchen counter, picked up a piece of barbecued pork, and asked while eating. When he went to Cai Xunru just now, the barbecued pork was already ready, and where to adjust the oven. So as soon as Cai Xunru said it, Sun Suhe immediately knew that he didn't want to say something in front of You Yingxing.

Cai Xunru smiled and rubbed his hands, "This matter is still related to the old man, so there are some things that are not good to say in front of that police officer." ”

"Is it convenient to tell me then?" asked Sun Suhe, putting down the barbecued pork in his hand.

"As long as Mr. Su He wants to hear it, I must know everything, but this is a bit of a long story. ”

"Let's start at the beginning. ”

Cai Xunru nodded slightly, "Mr. Su He already knows about the old man pretending to be Wang Yuyu." But it's easy to say, in fact, it's not so easy to pretend to be Wang Yuyu under the noses of many masters in the 22nd Bureau, especially the General Bureau. ”

He held out two fingers, "To be seamless, at least two necessary conditions need to be met. The first is a perfect imitation of temperament. The second is to master his signature poetic talent, "Reward Cao to be sent to Xiang County". ”

But it is difficult for these two conditions to be true at the same time. If we want to perfectly imitate Wang Yuyu at all times, we must ensure that he is alive. Because we need to constantly extract all kinds of personal information from him, and the living tissue of the target person is also necessary material for casting spells to imitate the appearance of the body. But if we don't kill him, we won't be able to separate the poetic talent from him, and we won't be able to master this signature power. To kill or not to kill is a dilemma. Cai Xunru said and picked up a knife to cut a piece of barbecued pork into small slices, picked up a small slice and put it in his mouth, chewing until the juice overflowed.

Sun Suhe muttered: "Although these two conditions are necessary, there is still a slight gap in priority, the first condition must be met no matter what, and the second is not so urgent in comparison. So your solution is a poetic weapon?"

"Mr. Su He, you can see it very accurately. After repeated attempts to no avail, we had to settle for the next best thing, no longer obsessed with separating poetic talent from Wang Yuyu. Instead, he was used to create a poetic weapon. Although the poetic weapon produced has many shortcomings, it is not easy to manufacture, the power is not as good as the original, and it is also a one-off, but in the hands of the old man, it is enough to mess with the truth, even in the battle of real swords and guns, it will not show the slightest flaw. Cai Xunru said that the old man's face was full of light, and it was even more oily than the barbecued pork he made.

Speaking of which, this is still the inspiration that the old man got from the study of resentment primers. Under the leadership of the old man, we found another way, simulating the process of the resentment primer devouring the Dao, first extracting some unstable power from Wang Yuyu for special treatment as seeds, and then putting it in the medium to slowly ......"

Sun Suhe couldn't help but have a conjecture in his heart that made him reluctant to think about it, he interrupted Cai Xunru's words and asked, "The culture medium you are talking about can't be human, right?"

"That's right, to be precise, teenagers and girls who are in adolescence, people at this age have pure and natural thoughts, and their emotions are extremely rich, which is the most suitable medium for cultivating poetic talent. ”

Sun Suhe shuddered when he heard it, and even the fat barbecued pork in his mouth became like chewing wax. Cai Xunru's attitude is relaxed and casual, what he is talking about is obviously a person, but in his mouth, it really seems to be a lifeless medium.

"What kind of cultivation method is it?" Sun Suhe even felt a little scared to know the answer, but he was sure that he had to ask clearly.

"This project is personally watched by the old man, and I don't do the specific things, so I don't know some details very well. ”

Cai Xunru thought about it carefully and said: "The general process should be: first select the right teenagers and girls in advance, and then turn the power extracted from Wang Yuyu into seeds after special treatment, and secretly implant them in their bodies. When the time comes, we will harvest it with a special technique, and we will be able to obtain a precious poetic weapon."

"What will happen to those people, those mediums?"

"Of course that will be taken care of. In fact, they were already dead at the time of harvest, but the physical vital signs can still be maintained for a while, so we can easily take advantage of this, whether it is suicide or accident, it is easy to hide from the world. Cai Xunru's tone seemed to be just saying a trivial matter.

Sun Suhe shuddered when he heard this, this inhumane cultivation method had made him uncomfortable enough, but what made him feel most terrible was not this, but Cai Xunru's natural attitude.

Sun Suhe began to understand a little why Hanabi would emphasize the horror of Fang Wai, and would use such a fierce attitude to prevent me from getting involved again. Sun Suhe thought back to all the people outside the Fang that he had come into contact with, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he felt, perhaps the biggest difference between Fang Wai and the world was not the disparity in individual strength, but the fundamental difference in concepts.

You can't even say that Cai Xunru's attitude is evil, because the criteria for judging good and evil are not applicable to his context at all. In his view, this is a common thing, and this attitude is normal.

Sun Suhe sighed in his heart, I was too naïve, I got along with Cai Xunru quite well these days, and I almost forgot that our relationship with him was a pure exchange of interests, and I almost forgot that we were completely different people from him. There are two kinds of relationships, one is for benefit and the other is for righteousness, and if you accidentally make a mistake, the end will be very miserable.

Cai Xunru saw that Sun Suhe's face was not good, and he couldn't help but feel worried, this Mr. Suhe seemed to be obviously an intentional poetic weapon, which was to blame me for not telling him earlier. It's no wonder who wouldn't be tempted to hear about such treasures. It's not good, it's not good, you must make it clear, Cai Xunru hurriedly put down the barbecued pork and said: "Mr. Su He, I didn't mean not to say this, but the poetic weapon is one of the most precious treasures of our Bamboo Forest Trading Company, in order to ensure absolute safety, when the regulations were formulated, it was stipulated that once it entered a state of emergency, no one except the old man and the custodian knew where it was transferred, including me." I don't know where they've moved now, just when the limelight has passed, and when the custodians get back in touch with me. ”