Chapter 119: The Devil in My Heart

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Wu Xi pretended to be relaxed, picked up a salt bean and threw it in his mouth, biting it crunchy.

"This was originally a secret within the Daomen, and it shouldn't be said, but now I can't care about it so much, this kind of thing is born, and I don't know how many people will be harmed. ”

Wu Xi was stunned in his heart, what should happen will always happen, what good things can these people from the Daomen create? Even if they create good things, they don't know how to use them, which will eventually lead to harm others and themselves.

As soon as Qingyang said this, Wu Xi didn't expect any good people in the Dao Sect, nor did he expect this generation of Dao people under the royal protection to have the idea of reforming themselves.

"It will appear after all, even if it is covered tightly, it is useless, and I have been a man with my tail between my legs, for fear of bringing a devastating blow to this lovely dynasty.

But now it seems that even if I don't make a move, my own people will ruin this splendid country.

Then just do it boldly, anyway, people don't love their land, why let me bear it?"

Wu Xi said something that Qingyang couldn't understand, but he listened very seriously.

"I have long known that you are not ordinary, and you are not coming from the right way, as if you just appeared out of thin air, and you were clean and terrible before, and there were no clues.

At first, I was really deceived by your immortal master, where did you come from, Poor Dao didn't want to dig deeper, if you want to destroy the Great Song Dynasty, then I will personally send you back to the place where you came.

The people of the Great Song Dynasty are a group of lovely people, not all bad people, we have to protect them well, we have been committed to this cause, there will be no change in the slightest, if you find out by chance, in fact, you can also be the emperor, I hope you will dispel this idea as soon as possible.

Jiangshan is from the Great Song Dynasty, you are not!"

Qingyang heard the danger in Wu Xi's words, and regardless of his personal feelings, he made a statement to Wu Xi for a while.

Wu Xi smiled and listened to Qingyang's threatening words, and said: "I won't have that idleness, what kind of bullshit emperor do, knowing that you are the secret law division next to the emperor, have I done anything out of the ordinary over the years?"

Boy, my ambition has been very clear, chopping wood, feeding horses, and being a robber is what the kid yearns for, but now the situation is forced to fight and kill for this building that is about to collapse, do you think I like the feeling of being uprooted from home?"

There is no smell of gunpowder, only a faint dispute, all for this damn world, nothing is unpassable.

After the two of them calmed down completely, Qingyang said lightly: "It's not been a day or two to study alchemy in the Daomen, even in the palace, there are special alchemy furnaces, refining life-prolonging pills for the emperor."

Although they all ended in failure, we have to admit that this is actually social progress.

For example, gunpowder is actually a highly lethal weapon that Taoist priests inadvertently discovered when they were refining pills.

Due to the lack of technology, it has not been equipped in the army, which is a technical difficulty and has no direct relationship with incompetence.

Recently, there is good news from the Daomen, they have refined a new variety, after people take it, they can burst out with high energy in an instant, and there is absolutely no problem for one person to fight dozens of people.

At the same time, the body will become extremely strong, and ordinary weapons will not be able to pierce it at all, and if this drug is obtained by the bad guys, the consequences will be unimaginable. ”

After Qingyang finished speaking, he sighed, as a person in the Dao Sect, he knew very well what kind of people they were, and the ability to keep secrets from them and the temptation of money were not immune at all.

Wu Xi just smiled faintly, as if this matter was expected by himself.

"To put it bluntly, this drug is to consume the individual's life in advance, so that all the remaining energy of the vitality can burst out, this is very cruel to the person who takes the drug, generally only survives for about a month, after the effect of the drug, the person will bleed out and die by himself, am I right?"

"You know a lot, but luckily we're friends, and if we were the opposite, we wouldn't know how we died. ”

Qingyang emphasized the word friend, also to ease the conflict between the two people.

"Of course, because I would make this drug myself, it was because he was harming others and himself, so I didn't say it, but I didn't expect that what I was worried about still happened. ”

"Since you know this drug, you must know how to solve it?"

"I don't know!"

Wu Xi shook his head like a rattle, for fear that if he said what he knew, he would be taken somewhere in the palace to make an antidote for that Daojun Emperor.

"Now I don't know if you have to know, because the first Qingdao chief not only gave the bull's eye baby to Song Jiang, but also handed over this medicine to him. ”

Wu Xi knew that this was the result, sighed, drank two glasses of wine in a row, and said: "Then Song Jiang himself is not guaranteed, where is there spare money for this Taoist chief." ”

"There is no monetary transaction between them. ”

"What's that?"

"I don't know, it should be some kind of agreement. ”

"It's the worst thing. ”

"Who's to say it isn't, since you've known about it for a long time, you must have already figured out how to deal with it, right?"

Wu Xi smiled and said: "I can't hide anything from you, yes, when I set off from Qingzhou, I sent someone back to convey a little spirit to Lao Meng, if you count the days, the first batch of gunpowder has been made and is on the way to Yizhou." ”

"What? You're talking about gunpowder?"

"yes, what's wrong?"

"Gunpowder is such a thing, Poor Dao has seen it, it has no power, the body that can't be helpless with knives and guns, gunpowder is even more useless, otherwise, the Great Song Dynasty will not be weak to the point of being slaughtered by others. ”

"Mine is different, even if Tongwan City is reappeared, only one the size of a fist is enough to blow up a big hole, do you think it is because the human body is hard, or the walls of Tongwan City are thicker?"

Since Wu Xi can say such a thing, he is absolutely sure to make such gunpowder.

Qingyang gasped after listening to Wu Xi's words, if the Song army was equipped with such a thing on a large scale in the future, then what was there to worry about?

But at the same time, a new problem was also born, that is, if Wu Xi's ambition is a problem, this person is too terrible, and he must grasp it tightly, if he wants to be the emperor, Qingyang thinks that he has absolute strength.

Wu Xi saw Qingyang's worries, and said with a haha: "I'm repeating, my ambition is not in the court, chopping wood, feeding horses, and being a robber."

You go back and tell your master, when the world is decided, just allow me to pick a mountain to rob by order, of course, the secret of gunpowder, I will only tell the emperor alone except me. ”

Qingyang's face finally had a hint of a smile, not because of Wu Xi's assurance, but from Wu Xi's face, he saw his sincerity and tenderness as a friend.

"Poor Dao must bring the words, the intelligence Poor Dao is done, and it's up to you next. ”

"Don't worry, your task now is to try to get the butterfly down before we go to the capital. ”

"Just look at it. ”

Qingyang was in a good mood, poured two mouthfuls, got up and rushed out of the camp, braved the rain, and went directly to the camp where the butterfly was.

After a while, I heard the woman's startled screams.

Wu Xi smiled like a child who didn't know anything about the world, and in order to numb himself, he drank all the remaining spirits.

It is not Wu Xi's will to release the devil in his heart, if he has a choice, Wu Xi does not intend to use the high technology of the future generations to achieve his goals.

But the enemy doesn't think like this, he will do whatever it takes to achieve the goal, Wu Xi is not a Song person, how they fight doesn't care about Wu Xi's business, just a few people died, but it is the turn of the relationship, and the meridian camp is his home.

In later generations, I admired the heroic plot in the Water Margin, but after all, it was the product of artistic processing, and it was 108,000 miles away from the truth.

From the moment he took the pill from the Taoist priest's hand, the glorious image had gone farther and farther away in Wu Xi's heart.

It's just a pity that the little bosses under his hands have made up apocryphal things in the book, but there are also facts, and loyalty and courage will never be made up.

Don't blame me, it's you who are unrighteous first, if I am righteous and righteous, then it is against the conscience of being a human being.

Fortunately, the bull's-eyed baby is still alive with holographic and full shadows, if he loses a single hair, the entire Song Jiangbu will be buried with him, this is Wu Xi's bottom line.

Bottom line: Anyone has this kind of thing, as long as you don't touch it, then everyone will be sloppy, and they will still be friends when they meet in the future.

If you don't even have to be a friend, then sorry, you're the enemy.

If the intelligence of all parties did not stop because of the rain, the intelligence network that Wu Xi quickly organized played a very important role, and blossomed everywhere in the foreign land.

From Song Jiang to Jiang from the mountain, to Jiang Yuan's Gong, everything was reported back.

Wu Xi looked at the stack of pieces of paper and fell into deep thought, Yizhou is really a big dye vat, and it is really rare for Jiang Yuan to be able to do Zhizhou here for so long without falling.

The next day, the rain gradually became lighter, and the farmers braved the light rain to go to the fields to see the seeds planted, and then restlessly gathered around the residence of Lord Zhizhou, unwilling to leave for a long time.

Because, Lord Zhizhou said that he would figure out a way to deal with the seeds, and they believed that Lord Zhizhou would give them an explanation.

After Jiang Yuan received the report, he knew the intention of the peasants in front of the palace office, and asked the master of the book to transcribe a copy of his decision and post it at the door of the government office.

Again, he will find a way to ensure that they will work in the field as soon as the rain stops.

Seeing the official documents, which were still stamped with the big seal of Zhizhou, the farmers scattered in twos and threes.

At the same time, in the teahouse opposite the Zhizhou Mansion, Liu Jingzi, the magistrate, said something in the ear of the man in black beside him.

Liu Jingzi glanced meaningfully at the red-walled compound in Zhizhou, and his eyes were full of intoxicated expressions!