Chapter 37: The Living Dead
Cheng Fangdong snorted but also clenched his fists and said: "Thank you, but there is one thing that has been confusing me for many days and I want to ask you, I don't know if to talk about it or not?" Wang Yulu grinned and replied indifferently: "There is something but it doesn't hurt to say it." ”
Cheng Fangdong paused before he spoke: "Wang Yulu, you don't seek fame, you don't seek profit, I don't know why you rebelled with me, even if I rebel and succeed and become the head of the Zhongzheng lineage, your status will not change much, what are you doing here?" ”
"First, I didn't rebel against the Zhongzheng First Line, I didn't poison any of the disciples of the Zhongzheng First Line, and I concentrated on treating their injuries and illnesses, refining all kinds of pills for them, and the most important thing is that I didn't hunt down my own lineage like you, so I'm not a rebel, I'm just a disloyal at best. Second, you don't just want to be the main vein of the middle line, otherwise why would you ask me to pull back the bodies of these junior disciples who died in the battle of Tumubao and make you the living dead at your mercy? I think you must have bad intentions, but what you want to do in the future is not up to me, I will only continue to study my medical skills and medical science. If you have to ask me why I do this, all I can tell you is that I want to be a medicine fairy. Anyone who makes a pharmaceutical product must try something that ordinary people can't pay attention to, and even do research with living people, which is not allowed by Zhongzheng Yimai. They are kind but wipe out my wishes, I will do my best to study the highest level of human body and medicine all my life, whoever stands in my way I will leave him, and Zhongzheng Yimai is no exception. Wang Yulu replied flatly.
Cheng Fangdong laughed wryly, then diverted the topic and asked, "Do you think that this living dead can really keep what he knew before his life and drive him for me to drive, as recorded in the book?" Wang Yulu squinted at Cheng Fangdong and asked, "Do you believe in my medical skills?" "No, no, I just don't understand, I hope Brother Wang will give me advice." Cheng Fangdong pretended to be respectful and said.
Wang Yulu scooped another scoop of medicine and poured it on the head of one of them and said: "That's nature, even our master doesn't necessarily know about this, this is recorded in ancient books, and I also found a little clue by accident." Legend has it that before Xing Wen's ancestor, there was a mysterious tribe, and what they were good at was this kind of living death technique, which could awaken the dead to their service. Awakened people can move freely like people, eat and sleep, etc., but these behaviors need to be driven by manipulators, which is something you should remember in the future, once you forget that their bodily functions will decline, and even decay, and even I will not be able to rejuvenate at that time. ”
"These living dead can keep the skills they learned in their lifetimes, such as the living dead that we awaken now. At the same time, they don't know the pain, unless the corpse is broken into thousands of pieces and the ashes are scattered, they can't stop the advance of the living dead, this is the terrible thing about the living dead. Use them on the battlefield, you can not only kill and injure the enemy, but also shock the enemy and improve their morale, except for natural generals like Qu Xiangtian and Qin Rufeng, who leads an army that dares to compete with the living dead from the underworld. Wang Yulu continued, and then he strolled to a room in the west corner of the courtyard, where there was a huge Dan furnace, the top of which was steaming with smoke and bursts of aroma.
Wang Yulu whispered a few words to the little boy who was watching the fire and pulling the bellows, and then continued to say to Cheng Fangdong on the chair next to him: "Because the living dead are extremely powerful, so it was extremely popular at that time, who can have a group of living dead people who can dominate the world, since then this mysterious tribe has begun to prosper, they don't want to be in power, but they can't resist the temptation of interests, this is something I look down on, but everyone has their own interests, and my interests are their own dreams." In conclusion, I would like to say that they began to deliberately kill people and then make them into the living dead. After Xing Wen Ancestor appeared, he exterminated this tribe and destroyed most of the books, and at the same time, there were some evil art sects that were unbearable by good people, and they were taken from their essence to remove their dross, and fused into the first medical vein in heaven, earth and man, the Danding lineage. All of these books on cruel medical techniques such as the living dead were destroyed, leaving only a few words in the rest of the accounts. ”
"So you found out through this few words? It's so hard, you're a genius. Cheng Fangdong asked with a flattering look on his face, this expression combined with his seemingly loyal appearance looked nondescript and extremely disgusting. Wang Yulu turned a blind eye as if she had long been used to it, but nodded: "It's difficult, but the genius really doesn't dare to be a genius." I also have a question, what other conspiracy do you have, is it to seize the Ming Dynasty? Hehe, if that's the case, I'll play big this time. ”
Cheng Fangdong laughed, and hurriedly changed the topic: "Where do I have this ability, Wang Yulu, what kind of pill are you refining, so fragrant." Although Wang Yulu couldn't count Cheng Fangdong, she had already guessed that he wouldn't answer, and she didn't mind saying: "Cheng Fangdong, I want to rest for a while, and after a while, I will attach an order to these living dead, you go back first." What is in the Dan furnace is the Qiangsheng Hundred Flowers Pill, and when I refine it and send it to you together with the living dead, you only need to support me in refining the medicine, and I will always support you. That's it, you go first, and I'll send it away. ”
"No, no, no." Cheng Fangdong stood up, arched his hand and turned to leave. Out of the courtyard, Cheng Fangdong rode his horse out of the city, walked for more than ten miles, turned over and dismounted in a wilderness, and then raised his horsewhip and slammed the ground and scolded: "Wang Yulu, when I do that, I will definitely cut you with a thousand knives, and I will let him die without a place to bury anyone who dares to guess my thoughts." Hahahaha, no, it's better to live than to die, just like Shi Yuting. ”
Cheng Fangdong vented like a pervert, whipped until the horsewhip was about to break, and then turned over again and got on the horse while screaming and laughing, and slowly disappeared into the wilderness, becoming a black dot and gradually disappearing again.
On the outskirts of Samarkand, the capital of Timur, a man with a Damascus scimitar in both hands glanced at the group of vassals gathered around him, the man's arms were thick and powerful, and the muscles were constantly beating with the strength of his hands, and the sweat followed the beating muscles to fall on the soft soil, it seemed that this was a specially cultivated training ground. The man was tall and strong, and what was very incongruous to him was his round belly.
I only heard him shout: "Come again, you are so soft-handed and soft-footed, how can you fight ten with one, although I hired you, I treat you as a friend, step up practice, and besiege me." Now if you don't practice on the battlefield, you will be killed by the enemy, and I don't want my money to go down the drain with your life. With that, he set up his posture and waited for another siege from the same strong and strong feudal people.
And at this moment, the man's heart is shouting: Third brother, Yunzhi. Where are you, the second brother is very worried.