Chapter Seventy-Five: Poison
She didn't know what was wrong with becoming a calamity, but it was already hard to go with the sky, and the road against the sky would be even more difficult, and for humans who still didn't know anything about the way of heaven, it was a road that could hardly be touched.
Of course, Dong Wusheng would not say this, this is not something that a big lady who has been tricked around can say.
"If you go, will I still be able to find you?"
After thinking about it, Dong Wusheng changed a question that was more in line with the personality.
Hongchen looked at her with a smile, as if he was waiting for her words, "Why don't you go with me?"
"Shall I go with you?" Dong Wusheng had a look of embarrassment on his face, "Humans will die immediately if they go to that kind of place, right?"
"Of course you can't go as a human," Hongchen beckoned, and someone walked over and handed him a white porcelain vase.
Hongchen pinched the porcelain vase with two fingers and put it in front of Dong Wusheng, "If you eat this, you will become a calamity." ”
“......!”
It's finally here, something that creates calamity.
Dong Wusheng took the porcelain bottle, pulled out the stopper on the mouth of the bottle, poured it into the palm of his hand, and a white pill rolled out of it.
Dong Wusheng pinched the pill and looked under his nose.
There was no smell of calamity power in this, and if it weren't for the technology that could make the power of calamity into medicine, there was only one possibility that Dong Wusheng could think of - this pill was simply a very toxic and deadly poison.
"Is it true that just eating this thing can turn into a calamity?"
Dong Wusheng put the pill back and looked up at Hongchen.
"Don't believe it?" Hongchen looked at her and smiled lazily, "If you don't believe it, I'll show you." ”
What the?
Dong Wusheng watched Hongchen take out another white porcelain bottle, pour out the pill inside and feed it to his mouth.
Dong Wusheng wanted to stop it, but at this time to stop Hongchen, what position and reason did she have to use to stop it?
A few seconds after taking the pill, Hongchen's hand clenched the placket of his chest suddenly, with a painful look on his face, Dong Wusheng stood up, and was about to call someone to save his life, when suddenly his wrist was grabbed by Hongchen.
She looked down and saw a clear blood stain on Hongchen's lips, and this guy was still smiling at her with a picture of a bamboo in his chest.
The aura of calamity was pouring out of him.
"Look, it's all right, I'm already a calamity now. ”
As soon as Hongchen spoke, blood overflowed from his mouth, dyeing one of his lips vividly, and then trickling down from the corner of his mouth and landing on the placket of his clothes, blurring a pool of dark blood.
"After so much blood, and still say it's okay?"
Dong Wusheng sat down again, took out a handkerchief and handed it to him.
Hongchen took it, wiped the corners of his mouth twice, and suddenly laughed.
The laughter was free, as if it could shake the air.
"What are you laughing at?"
Dong Wusheng was taken aback by him and asked him.
"It's nothing," Hongchen put his arms behind his head and couldn't help laughing, looking quite happy, "Birth, old age, sickness and death plague many ordinary people, but it turns out that death is such a fragile thing, if I knew this, it would have turned into a disaster as soon as possible." ”
Lunatic......
Dong Wusheng looked down at him and said with heartfelt emotion.
"Hey, it's your turn. ”
Dong Wusheng looked at Hongchen, pursed the corners of his mouth, poured out the pill in the bottle, and swallowed it with a tilt of his neck.
There was a burning pain coming from his abdomen, Dong Wusheng was already used to all kinds of pain, but he still had to act a little more painful at this time.
The sound of her heart pounding in her ears was like a hand tugging at her nerves in her head.
Dong Wusheng is actually quite curious about what will happen in the end.
Will it die, will it turn into calamity?
All she had in her body was the blood of the god of misfortune, and if she turned into a calamity, would she be wiped out in an instant?
If it does turn into a calamity, then what is she for?
What was there enough for her to transcend death and become a calamity?
......
Madara's face gradually came to mind.
Dong Wusheng even had the urge to smile for a moment.
Madara's words, it's really worth it.
It's a pity that it may be a bit difficult for humans to poison the gods with poison made by humans.
If you do it again, you must not sleep for a hundred years, and it would be nice to take Madara to meet the market.
Let's see if this guy will be so good to himself after seeing the flower world.
I'll have a chance to live for you again in the future, Madara.
Dong Wusheng showed a blank expression and looked at Hongchen in front of him, "I...... Am I a calamity?"
Hongchen smiled and pressed the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief, "If you are still alive after taking this medicine, you will already be a calamity." ”
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That night, Meng Zhuang also took a similar porcelain vase to Dong Wusheng, saying that it was given to him by a man in Tsing Yi during the day, and the man also told him that if he wanted to get ahead and get rid of here, he would take this medicine.
Meng Zhuang wanted Dong Wusheng to take it out and find someone from the temple to test what kind of medicine this was.
"Poison. ”
Dong Wusheng took the medicine bottle in his hand and glanced at it, threw it back to him and said.
"How do you know?"
Meng Zhuang looked at her in surprise.
"I've already eaten," Dong Wusheng smiled faintly at him, "I'm going to go to Immortal City with Hongchen in a while, I'll go for you on this mission, it's all calamity, unless you also become a calamity, otherwise you won't survive a day if you enter there." ”
Meng Zhuang didn't answer immediately, and Dong Wusheng naturally changed the subject, "Your sister's business, otherwise, I'll go, right? You don't want her to suffer at the bottom of the sea, right?" It's better to be relieved." ”
“......”
Meng Zhuang didn't know what to say.
His own task could not be accomplished without dying, and his own sister, he had to borrow someone else's hand to give him liberation.
Why is the world the way it is?
"These things...... Would it be better if you did it?"
Meng Zhuang spit out such a sentence with difficulty.
But he knew better than anyone else that only she could do it, and no one else could do it better than her.
If he had understood this three hundred years ago, the situation would have been completely different now.
Dong Wusheng glanced at him, and knew that he was just awkward in his heart, so he smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Okay, who does it differently, just do it well, and I'm not helping you, it's also my own responsibility." ”
Dong Wusheng's comfort did not make Meng Zhuang's mood better, but worse.
At this time, he actually asked the girl he liked to comfort himself, how incompetent he Meng Zhuang was.
If he had known that it would be like this, he would never have let Dong Wusheng participate in this mission.
Originally, Dong Wusheng was invited to participate in this mission, just to have a chance to contact her.
I want to see her pretending to be a carefree rich lady, smiling wantonly, and I want to see her spending a lot of money, pretending not to care, and at the same time secretly refreshed......
Even if it's just acting, he wants to see her ordinary appearance, and wants to see how soft she would be if she didn't have the ability to resist disasters and identify disasters.
But how did it get to this point?
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