Fuyama smiled and said, "I'm not that idle. I came here today to ask about the second half of what you didn't finish talking in Storm Demon Mountain."

"What?"

Fu Shan Yue spread his hands, and the small wooden bottle lay in his palm: "Do you know what is in here?"

His subordinates were surprised when they heard this.

Isn't this jar filled with dragon marrow? The young master took a lot of effort to grab it in person, why did he ask an outsider now?

"Who told you?"

As soon as He Lingchuan said this, Fu Shanyue's face sank. The subordinates couldn't help but say, "Young Master, isn't this person talking nonsense? Don't believe him."

Fu Shanyue slowly turned his head, stared at him and asked, "Then who should I believe?" Do you believe in Fu Ji, or do you believe in Fu Ji? 「

Fu Ji's face changed greatly, and he opened his mouth to speak, but Fu Shanyue suddenly slapped his palm on his heavenly spirit cover, knocking him out directly.

He Lingchuan was displeased: "Be careful, blood is splattered on the wall."

He clearly saw that the corner of Fu Ji's mouth rubbed against the wall as he slid down, leaving a bloody mark.

Fushan Yue is also so cruel to his own people?

"Ah, I'm sorry, cleaning up the housekeeping." Fushiyama wiped his hands with a handkerchief, "I made you see a joke."

"I don't just read jokes, I help you." The mechanisms that He Lingchuan had previously arranged in the house were all unbearable to Fu Jisheng, "Why did you bring him to me to clean the portal?"

With his strength to clean up his own men, this man is very good at taking advantage.

"By the way." Fu Shanyue put away the hanging and changed to the right color, "What is in the bottle, please don't hesitate to give advice."

He Lingchuan sat calmly: "Intelligence has a price, you know."

"What do you want?"

"Look what you've got." He Lingchuan spread his hands, "If you are so poor that you only have money left, I can also make it difficult."

Fuyama was a little surprised. This kind of person is short of money?

He Lingchuan kept his smile unchanged. Missing, why not?

He was short of money when he was young, and now he came to Bega alone, and all he could use in his pocket was the savings that he had not spent before.

He still has a spiritual path to go, and every step has to cost money.

Therefore, it is too vulgar to talk about money, and it is too tight not to talk about money.

"Understood." Fu Shanyue took out two silver tickets from his arms and put them on the table, "This is two hundred taels, and that's all I have on me."

He went out to kill people, no, he negotiated, how could he bring more money with him?

"Your life is only worth two hundred taels?" Don't do that to yourself.

"Can't you give a friendship discount?"

He Lingchuan smiled: "Friendship is never discounted."

Fu Shanyue is also a little helpless, to say that he has a lot of hidden weapons; Money, where did you get it in a hurry? "What's your destination?"

"Spiritual Void City."

Fu Shan thought for a while, "Plus a five-acre mansion in Lingxu City!"

He Lingchuan smiled: "It covers an area of five acres, and you are embarrassed to call yourself a mansion?" His old mansion in Blackwater City covers an area of twenty-five acres, which is five times the size of Fushan Yue's set.

The corners of Fu Shanyue's mouth twitched: "In Lingxu City, it is!"

Speaking of this, he smiled slyly, "Actually, I don't have to know exactly what this is, just know that it's not dragon marrow, it's enough!"

It is enough to know that you have indeed been misled.

He Lingchuan was unmoved: "I don't know the nature of the poison, how can you go back and set up a counter-kill?"

These words hit Fu Shanyue's sore spot accurately, and he subconsciously bared his teeth: "Two hundred taels and a set of mansions in Lingxu City, plus I owe you a favor."

"It's not a regular opportunity." He warned He Lingchuan, "Don't be in a hurry to refuse."

"That's fine, but you still have to answer me a few questions."

In fact, both of them know that these two conditions are insignificant at all, and it is just that the two sides want to shake hands and make peace.

There is no mortal enmity, and there is no complicated entanglement of interests, so why bother with a dead hand?

What's more, the person Fu Shanyue wanted to deal with at this time was not He Lingchuan at all.

"You ask."

"What is your relationship with the king of Chi Kingdom?" is still the same sentence, the current Lu has more blood than the panda blood of his original world, which has to be reminiscent.

"He's my father."

Really. He Lingchuan blinked: "Lu can also have children?" say

In the end, isn't it just ...... Dead person?

Do the dead still have that kind of vitality?

However, He Lingchuan also read it in the book "Ancient Strange Tan" lent to him by Sun Lingling, Lu didn't like sunlight when he was born, his joints were stiff, and his face was pale, and only after his cultivation gradually deepened, he could have a ruddy face and act as usual, and there was not much difference between him and a living person at that time, and he even had a pulse, but in fact, the way of cultivation was completely different.

With a pulse comes bodily functioning, perhaps...... Well?

"He himself was surprised. Fuyama said lightly, "My mother is a human being."

His father used to be a human being, so he didn't have that kind of separation.

"Since you are the prince of Chiyan, why did you rob your own messenger?"

"I heard that what King Yamawa gave to my father in private is extremely beneficial to the growth of my cultivation. Fushan Yue smiled, "Father can't give it to me, so I'll get it myself."

He Lingchuan expressed sympathy: "It sounds like you don't have a good relationship with your father."

"It's okay." Fu Shanyue's smile remained unchanged, "He just wants me to die."

"Father is kind and filial to the son." He Lingchuan sighed, "Why is that?"

"It's my family affair, so it's inconvenient to share." Fuyama raised his chin at him, "I've answered enough questions, it's your turn."

"Your vase is not a dragon marrow, but a venom." He Lingchuan turned on the oil lamp on the chest of drawers, "I've seen the effect of it hitting people, and the middle one is curable."

"Poison?" Thinking it was something great, Fushiyama was disappointed, "I'm not afraid of poison."

This creature is inherently invincible.

"This is not a poison of the world, but the product of the Son of God." He Lingchuan asked him, "Do you know Jindu's mother?"

When he smelled the aroma in the bottle in the Wind Demon Mountain, he could tell it: Wen Xun, the son of Wen Daolun, the strategist that Zhong Shengguang relied on, was injured by the ninth son of Jindu's mother, and the wound exuded this unique sweet fragrance.

So what's in the bottle, do you need to elaborate?

Fu Shanyue shook his head blankly, "What is that?"

"It's not a thing, it's a god." He Lingchuan spread his hands, "A living body is needed for experimentation."

Fu Shanyue pointed to his subordinates on the side and said, "What do you think of this?"

He Lingchuan stretched out his hand and made a "please" gesture. It turned out that this guy left Fu Ji alive, and he planned to use him as a test subject.

Fu Shanyue casually took a silver needle and dipped it in the bottle, the tip of the needle was as bright as before, and it did not turn black.

He pricked him with the needle, but the latter was still unconscious and did not respond.

Fu Shanyue was obviously not very patient, so he simply swiped several times in a row, respectively on the neck, thighs, abdomen and other places.

After dozens of breaths, He Lingchuan suddenly said, "There has been a change."

Fushiyama took out a dagger and scraped it at the place where the needle had been pricked, and it felt stiff to the touch, or rather, hard, and the soft skin had become something else.

Hmm, really wood?

He examined a few more needles, and found signs of woodenness everywhere, spreading throughout his body.

Fu Ji also woke up in a strange situation, and exclaimed, "What's going on!"

Fu Shanyue shook the wooden bottle in his hand: "You tried it for me."

Fu Yi struggled to lie on the ground: "Young master, spare your life!"

"Who delivered the false information that the gift from Yamaba Province was dragon marrow?"

Fu Ji screamed silently.

Fu Shanyue muttered, "I treat you well, why do you want to betray me?"

Fu Ji desperately begged for mercy,

At this time, his hands and feet were no longer moving, and Fu Shanyue was unmoved.

It wasn't until Fu Ji had completely turned into a wood sculpture that he patted Fu Ji on the shoulder: "This poison has no antidote."

And as the blood flow increases, so does the effect.

Whoever stands in front of Fu Yi now will only feel that the craftsman is skillful and lifelike, and even the painful expression on his face is so sincere.

Fu Shan looked at it and was secretly frightened.

He Lingchuan asked him, "Do you think you can be spared by drinking this thing?"

The body can resist poison, but it may not be able to resist the effect of woodification. His face was not good-looking, "I also experimented with pikas, but I let them take them orally."

"Snake venom has a bloody attack, but it doesn't hurt to eat it. If you let the pika swallow it, maybe the effect won't hit so quickly." He Lingchuan reminded him, "Besides, are you sure that the pika that did the experiment has not been transferred?"

Fushiyama couldn't say the word "no".

He thought for a moment and asked, "What kind of god is Tsutomu?"

He Lingchuan then gave him the characteristics of Kopjin's mother and cubs.

Fu Shanyue didn't squeak after hearing it, and it took a long time before he let out a long breath: "So that's what happened!"

"Why did Yamaba Kuni-kun send such a thing to your father?" He Lingchuan asked him, "Or was this thing rebagged on the way?" I heard that the envoy of the Yamawa Kingdom was robbed on the way, and it took me two days to recover the lost property."

"I don't know." Fuyama shook his head, "But I'll figure it out."

He added, "Right now, the official army of the Yamafeather Kingdom is being defeated by the rebellious new army, and they need the help of the Red Yan Kingdom. He had read the letter, and it was believed that in addition to the dragon marrow, the king of Yamaba had also written a gift slip for his father.

He Lingchuan was curious: "Can the Red Yan Kingdom send troops to help?"

"Of course not, it's a domestic affair of Yamaba. The other demon kings can only watch the tiger fight across the mountain, and cannot go directly to the field. Otherwise, Lingxu City and other demon kingdoms will be severely punished!"

He Lingchuan noticed the word "direct": "That means you can help indirectly?"

There are loopholes in every rule, and Bega is no exception.

"Money, food, and goods can be sent to friendly countries on the battlefield in the name of trade and other things, and as long as they are well planned, they can also send a few strong men to support. For these, Lingxu City is not easy to manage, and sometimes it will turn a blind eye. Fushan Yue shrugged his shoulders, "No matter who wins in the end, as long as he pays tribute to Lingxu City and is recognized by the gods, he will be able to ascend to the throne."