Chapter 82: Tomb of the Living Dead

"At the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, the tomb of the living dead, the Condor Heroes, extinct rivers and lakes!"

Back then, Lin Meng watched "The Condor Heroes" fascinated, and longed for the days when Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu were free in the rivers and lakes.

But if Mr. Jin Yong knew that a person who used poison also lived in the tomb of the living dead, I am afraid that he would be angry to death!

Lin Meng turned into a bird and flew straight to the tomb of the living dead.

Due to the recent improvement of his realm cultivation, he can fly for a longer period of time and fly faster.

Dozens of miles away, in the blink of an eye.

"After the cultivation is improved, I am full of energy, and after flying for so long, my waist is no longer painful, my legs are not sore, and my whole body is relaxed. ”

He said a word to himself, turned into a human form, and landed quietly on the edge of the god's tomb.

The tomb of the living dead here is very different from the scene in "The Condor Heroes" described by Mr. Jin Yong.

Because, the tomb of the living dead is full of weeds, and it seems to be barren and untended all year round.

On top of that, there was a dung pit next to him, which was foul-smelling, full of mosquitoes, and buzzing every day.

"The Poison Saint lives in this place, and if I lived in this place, I would have been annoyed to death. ”

But think about it, people are poisonous saints, and they can't even poison poison, let alone noise and smell.

"The door isn't closed?"

Lin Meng frowned because he found that the tomb door was wide open.

It was a stone door, black all over, but a cold stone, with strange patterns carved on it, which was incomprehensible.

"It seems to be a rune law seal, but it's a pity that my son can't understand it!"

Alas, I have no culture, and a sentence of '' is in the world.

He was not polite, and he didn't knock on the door, because the stone door hurt his hands when he knocked on it, and he was not afraid of death, but he was afraid of pain.

Inside the tomb is a cave, the cave is not big, like a small room, and the things in it are very simple, like the life of a poor family.

Inside, Tang Dasan was lying on the stone table, mixing liquid in a stone vessel, as if he was studying something.

Seeing that he was serious, Lin Meng didn't bother.

"It is worthy of being a poison saint, it must be studying some kind of poison, the liquid is green, and it is extremely poisonous at first glance. ”

Before he could speak, there was a boom!

The whole tomb trembled, and the posture was simply turned upside down.

When Lin Meng looked at it again, the utensils on the stone table had exploded, and a ball of flames erupted from inside, and Tang Dasan's face was blackened.

"Whew!"

He exhaled and let out a puff of black smoke.

"It's over, it's a failure. ”

A look of disappointment spread over Tang Dasan's entire face, and at this moment, he was soaked in sweat and panting heavily.

When I looked up, I saw a person standing at the entrance of the cave.

It looks like a young man with clear eyebrows.

However, he could not see clearly, because he was short-sighted, and he almost blinded himself in order to make poison.

"Dare to ask, Your Excellency is the junior of the young poison saint --- Tang?"

Tang Dasan, who was dressed in black, waved his hand, very domineering, but said in a soft and weak voice:

"Find a place to sit for a while, you're welcome, I have something on hand, wait for me for a while!"

Do you listen to the story of Lixue Chengmen?

Lin Meng has heard it.

So he felt that if he didn't bother Tang Dasan when he was busy, he would definitely be able to leave a good impression on him.

Wow, I'm just so smart.

So, Lin Meng just watched quietly from the sidelines, and never interrupted Tang Dasan.

Tang Dasan's face was always gloomy, and he brought a stone utensil, and muttered, "What is the reason for the failure?"

It must have been someone who made the wrong medicine, so he wanted to make poison, but accidentally mixed it with gunpowder.

I almost blew myself up, my mother, this is too bad!

When he took out this stone vessel again, Lin Meng realized that everything in this cave was stone.

It's just that the stone looks shining, as if something has been treated.

If his guess was correct, it should be some kind of potion specially made by the Poison Saint Tang Dasan.

After all, poisons are extremely corrosive, and if they are not treated, they will be corroded and dilapidated.

"If I had known, I should have studied chemistry well. ”

Grandma's, learn mathematics, physics and chemistry well, and travel all over the world, this sentence is really true!

He stared closely.

Tang Dasan took out a small spoon and a small jar from under the table, and mixed them randomly.

This is a bit similar to doing experiments in chemistry class, whether it can be made or not, naturally requires many attempts.

When the red, green, and white liquids fused together, they turned purple and emitted a different smell.

"Alas... It seems to have failed again!"

Lin Meng didn't know how the so-called word 'failure' was determined, anyway, the interlacing was like a mountain.

He doesn't understand and doesn't want to know.

Playing with drugs?!

Nima, if you don't do it well, it's easy to poison yourself to death!

However, after repeated attempts and failures again and again, Tang Dasan was not discouraged.

In the blink of an eye, three hours have passed...

Lin Meng sat on the chair at the entrance of the cave, already drowsy, and the feeling of waiting for others was too boring.

But just as he was about to fall asleep, a cheer broke the silence.

"It worked, I finally made it, I'm a genius!"

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Tang Dasan dancing with a small stone jar in his hand, babbling in his mouth.

He knows how it feels.

Once you pursue something for many years without success, and one day it suddenly comes true, that feeling is incomparable.

Tang Dasan is like this now.

He felt like he was going to fly, he was going to the sky!

Lin Meng was about to speak, when he saw Tang Dashan pick up the small jar and dangle it in front of his eyes: "Look at it, look at it, I've succeeded!"

"What is this?" Lin Meng asked.

"Poisonous!"

"Take it away!"

Lin Meng roared angrily, your grandmother's, what are you fooling around with a poison, do you know that it is easy to die?

Seeing that he was not interested, Tang Dasan glanced at him fiercely and said:

"Young man, why don't you come with me and see how effective this poison is?"

Lin Meng also had this intention.

I've heard of the name of the Poison Saint for a long time, but I don't know if this reputation is real or fake.

"Let's go. ”

He happily agreed, and walked out of the Tomb of the Living Dead with the Poison Saint Tang Dasan with great excitement.

However, everything does not seem to be so simple.

In front of them, there were erratic flies and flying insects, screaming indiscriminately, and the smell came from them.

This is the just now.

"Look, boy, this is the moment to witness the miracle!"

Tang Dasan said confidently, and then saw him wave his finger.

Suddenly, the liquid in the small jar turned white and spread on the dung pit.

In an instant, all mosquitoes and flies died in an instant, and all the corpses fell into the dung pit.

"This is what Your Excellency called poison?" Lin Meng asked with a dark face.

Tang Dasan nodded, and said earnestly: "I'm going to give it a resounding name--- insecticide!"