48. Drunk life and dreams of death
Li Yuyao, a woman, has been mysterious recently, and Shenlong has not seen the end of the head, and she stays in Chang'an County, Xi'an County or various counties all day long.
Still, I was able to find her easily, for the simple reasons that I was responsible for her safety, that I designed her impersonation, and that I had dozens of her bodyguards.
I don't want anything wrong with her. A saint has turned Da Ming upside down, after the saint left, an even more crazy Li Yuyao came, if there was another person in the holy land, I couldn't imagine what else could happen.
I found her at the Chang'an Enchantress Hotel in Xi'an County.
I don't know who the backstage of the Chang'an Enchantress is, the hotel fights every day, people die every now and then, and there are rebellions, spies, rebellions or something from time to time, but there are no people from the court to find fault, and it is full every day!
She was drinking in the most luxurious private room in the hotel.
The private room is very large, with a pineapple ceiling, crystal chandeliers, scarlet velvet curtains, mahogany dining table and wooden chairs, mink sofas, and even a large silk bed for resting next to it.
It's lonely to be alone, I thought.
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I told Li Yuyao about thisβof course, only about Hong Asan.
Her misty eyes reflected the autumn light in a crystal goblet, her rosy nails reflected the whiteness of her fingers, and blood-red wine flowed between her blood-red lips and shell-like teeth.
The clothes on her body are like the most prodigal Qinglou woman in Chang'an, and the jewelry on her clothes seems to be able to buy the whole of Chang'an.
She said, "Oh, the medicine of the peerless master! Do you call it that? In the Holy Land, we call it 'drunken life and dream death'. However, it is strange that there should not be such a thing in the mainland now! β
Me: "Really! Really ate and became a peerless master! I've seen other people eat it, and it's all true. β
She looked me in the eye: "When?" β
Me: "The day before yesterday." β
Her: "How do I feel like you're eating?" β
I swallowed the spit, touched my split hair, my dry skin, and said, "I ate a little too...... I feel like I've become a master! β
She: "A peerless master? Everything in the world is fair. Remember this sentence. β
She asked me solemnly, "How much did you eat?" How long do the effects last? β
Me: "One grain the size of a grain of rice, for a few minutes." β
Her: "Then you will live a few years less." β
I was so shocked that I knocked her grape crystal glass off.
She: "This medicine can bring out the potential of people, and the price of temporary glory is a long silence." You know the 'power' thing, right? β
Me: "You know, 'force' multiplied by 'distance' divided by 'time'." β
She nodded: "That kind of thing is a 'power medicine', which can make people do the greatest work in a very short time, generate infinite power, exert the highest thinking, and create the most intense feelings." However, in this life, there is a limit to the body, even the heartbeat, and after this thing produces a brilliant star like a meteor, it will also end up like a meteor. The medicine in the mainland is boiled out, and the effect is poor, and there are other ways to make it in our holy land. The kind of thing in the Holy Land, which dies dozens of seconds after eating, is like poison. Those who steal it call it 'drunken dreams and death' β if you get too drunk, you die. β
I touched my heart in fear.
Me: "Boiled out?" What does that mean? β
She: "Haha! I don't know, but I heard what my subordinates said. You caught a peerless master, boiled him alive in the pressure cooker, and finally boiled the little thing left, which is 'drunk and dreaming of death'! In the Holy Land, we have more cruel methods, I won't tell you! β
Me: "What? Living? I've seen the records of the Witch Ministry, which has this evil ritual on it, and it is for this reason that they were cut down by the imperial court! But - what's the use of boiling people into pills? β
Her: "Am I going to lie to you?" I've seen this medicine too. β
Me: "It's called a relic, right?" It's like something that has been burned by a Buddhist monk. β
She said disdainfully: "Buddhism is all lies!" What are relics? The monks usually eat vegetarian food and don't eat meat, and they have stones in their kidneys. When burning, the whole body is burned out, and the kidney stones do not burn, so it is called relics. What you are talking about is called 'drunken life, dreams and death', which is something that only exists after there is a new person, and it was only 10,000 years ago, and the relics are at least tens of thousands of years old. β
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Damn it! What a "newcomer" is! So many new nouns and new concepts.
Me: "What's a 'newcomer'?" β
She: "The 'newcomer' is what you call a general!" Aren't you a Wenju person? Wuju people are all 'newcomers'. They can produce a small amount of 'drunken dreams and death' in their bodies, so they can run fast, jump high, and fight hard. Some very powerful martial arts people, the body produces a large number of 'drunk life and dream death', you boil him, this is the pill, eat it, you are also a martial arts master. Of course, it can only be powerful for a few minutes, and it will consume several years of life. β
I suddenly realized: "No wonder Wuju people can only live for forty or fifty years, it turns out that they are too consumed!" β
She: "Once upon a time, there was another kind of 'new person' who was born to know everything and even pass on memories to children. Think about it, how terrifying it is to pass it down from generation to generation! However, it was later exterminated by the Holy Land, and it has not been seen for thousands of years. Do you know? The Holy Land suspected that the 'Hebei Divine Son' was this kind of person, so it sent the Holy Maiden to hunt him down. β
Me: "The world...... It's complicated. β
Li Yuyao continued: "When it comes to saints, there is a third type of people, not ordinary people, not newcomers, we call them 'supermen', such as my sister, the saints of the Holy Land. β
I was surprised and said, "She won't live long either?" β
She pouted: "Don't worry, she has a long life, and she won't die if you die." β
I asked curiously, "So what's so special about her?" β
"It's very special anyway," she said. Don't ask, it doesn't make sense to you. There is only one thing that makes sense to us: don't mess with the saint if it's okay. β
She smiled and said, "Okay, have you satisfied your curiosity?" Let's go, I still have to eat. β