Chapter 242: Flowers Blooming on the Edge of Hell (4)
Guo Dalu sneered: "It's all for you? Do you know where this Death-Forgetting Pill comes from? The main medicine of this Pill is a kind of corpse-turning grass that grows in the nine-layer hell blood sea, sucking human blood for a living, growing from countless white bones, and it can only blossom and bear fruit in nine hundred and ninety-nine years." Such a rare elixir, you actually want to take it for yourself with a simple sentence? Do you say that you were kicked by a donkey or that my head was caught by the door?"
Guo Dalu is full of nonsense, and he made up what corpse grass, just to cover up the origin of the poppy, so that people can't figure out the truth, if you have the ability, you can go to hell to find it.
However, Yu Dazhong was convinced, because he had personally felt the power of the Forgetting Death Pill that made life and death impossible, and even the immortals had to succumb to the Forgetting Death Pill, and such a magical thing could only be possessed by the poisonous weeds in the Nine Layers of Hell.
Yu Dazhong stared greedily at the porcelain vase: "Give me the Forgetting Death Pill! I, I will listen to you for everything! Even if I want to be a dog, I am willing!"
Guo Dalu put away the porcelain vase: "Really, how do I know if what you said is true, what if I give you the Forgotten Death Pill to you, and you regret it?"
Yu Dazhong did not hesitate: "Tianyi Pavilion has a side hall in the southeast corner of the palace in Yin County, which has its own magic circle prohibition, only my spell can be opened, and it is all the wealth I have accumulated over the years, I will give it to you!"
Guo Dalu was stunned: "All the wealth, don't you let Xiong Chumei hide it in the Fengshen Mountain?"
Yu Dazhong was stunned for a moment: "Xiong Chumei? Who is this? Ah, I know, it's the black bear spirit! I didn't expect this product to descend on you, yes, you took away its natal Yuan Dan, it naturally obediently listens to you." It's just that in the three caves of the cunning rabbit, I only handed over some stupid belongings to the black bear spirit, and the real jewelry, charms, and magic weapons were all stored in the side hall. ”
So that's the case, no wonder Guo Dalu didn't find any magic artifacts in the goods transported from Xiongchumei, Guo Dalu said: "Since you have such a magic weapon, why didn't you use it against me at that time?"
Yu Dazhong smiled bitterly: "I originally only thought you were a country boy, and you could easily clean it up." Some of those magic weapons were left by my ancestors, and some of them needed their own mana to drive, I am a layman, and my spiritual power is low, how can I drive this magic weapon? ”
Yes, it turns out that this Yu Dazhong is a miser, but fortunately, he despised Guo Dalu, otherwise, he would use all the treasured magic weapons to attack Houlong Village like Mount Tai pressing the top, how can Guo Dalu's three-legged cat-like spells that use the power of merit be an opponent?
It's good now, it's all cheap Guo Dalu.
Guo Dalu thought about it, since Yu Dazhong told him all these secrets, it was obvious that he had no more to hide, and he was completely ambushed by opium.
Guo Dalu stepped forward to untie the rope and threw the porcelain vase to Yu Dazhong: "You take the villagers to the palace and transport all the treasures." Well, do you know how to explain the destruction of the Ligong Gate people in Houlong Village?"
Yu Dazhong nodded again and again: "I know, I know, Houlong Village was attacked by monsters and mercenaries, I led the people from the palace to save each other, and finally saved Houlong Village, but my subordinates died completely, which is really sad." ”
Guo Dalu sighed: "Yes, yes, it's so sad." Since this incident, Yu Palace Master, you have no longer accepted doormen, opened the palace to the homeless poor to live, adopted orphans, helped the elderly who lived alone, repaired bridges and roads, and done countless good deeds--"
Yu Dazhong was stunned, but glanced at the bottle in his hand, and immediately nodded: "Yes, yes, yes, I will listen to the orders of Master Guo!"
He cautiously opened the bottle, and saw the little black pill rolling inside, his eyes were full of greed, it seemed that for him, this little black grain was the whole heaven, and the beauty, good wine, gold, silver, jewelry, and magic weapons he cared about in the past were all floating clouds, no, they were all bullshit!
I, Yu Dazhong, as long as I have this Forgetting Death Pill, it is enough!
Yu Dazhong frowned suddenly, raised his head, and said in a hurry: "This, how come there are only four pills of Forgetting Death Pills, too, too little!
Guo Dalu said in disgust: "Get out of the way! Do you think this corpse grass of the Nine Layers of Hell is easy to obtain? I have to spend a lot of mana to sneak into the underworld and steal it, and I can refine this small bottle of Forgetting Death Pill every half a month, you can take one pill every three days, it can make you flutter like immortals, a bottle of five pills is just enough for you to take it for half a month, and then, you will come to me to get a new pill." ”
Yu Dazhong knew that this was Guo Dalu's way to control himself, otherwise, as long as he cut off his pill after half a month, he would taste the tragic state of life and death just now.
Yu Dazhong held the Xiaozi bottle tightly, and gasped and said: "Master Guo, don't worry! I, Yu Dazhong, will be your most loyal dog from now on, if you let me bite the thigh of Fan Chongzi of Donghu Tianyimen, I will pounce on it!" As he spoke, he showed his yellow teeth dripping with saliva, as if he was ready to pounce like a mad dog at any moment.
Guo Dalu snorted: "Yu Dazhong, I don't need you to be a dog." In fact, I have saved you now, as far as you used to oppress the people, sooner or later one day to arouse the people's resistance, the so-called where there is oppression, where there is resistance, good and evil will be rewarded in the end, it is not that there is no report, the time has not come, the time has come, sooner or later you will be reimbursed! You will obey my orders in the future, and do more good deeds in the name of Tianyi Pavilion leaving the palace, which can be regarded as putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha on the ground. ”
With a squeak, the door of the firewood room opened, and the stupid big man and others who were guarding outside were originally facing away from the firewood room, and when they heard the movement, they all turned their heads - they were startled, only to see Yu Dazhong swaggering out, his forehead was still red and swollen, and his face was covered with blood marks from his own scratching, but his eyes were clear, and his broken clothes were also hidden, where were the traces of half madness?!
It's not good! This Yu Dazhong is really pretending to be crazy! What happened to Brother Guo?!
The stupid big man was about to pounce over, but he saw Yu Dazhong bending down to the door and making a big salute: "Master Guo, please." ”
Guo Dalu walked out of it and said to the stupid man: "Take a few villagers and follow Palace Master Yu to the palace to transport a batch of things." ”
The stupid big man looked straight at it, this Yu Dazhong and Brother Guo have a common hatred, and they hate to eat their flesh and sleep on their skin, but why are they so respectful now? Could it be that it is because Brother Guo cured his madness that Yu Dazhong has changed his mind?
But the stupid big man didn't ask much, he always did whatever Guo Dalu asked him to do, because Brother Guo never made a mistake.
The stupid big man and Yu Dazhong left, and Wang Deen stood behind Guo Dalu, his two pupils shrunk -- what a powerful method! What a powerful method! This Guo Dalu didn't know what spell he used, and he actually took Yu Dazhong, a mortal enemy, into a loyal dog! He has been guarding Yu Dazhong, and it can be confirmed that Guo Dalu has not set up any common soul separation arrays, mind confusion techniques, and so on. Before half a stick of incense, Yu Dazhong was still going crazy, but he closed the door for a while, and when he came out again, he was obedient to Guo Dalu.
Wang Deen has seen people who are controlled by spells, but that person is chaotic and behaves abnormally, like a walking corpse, except for being controlled by the person who casts the spell, otherwise he can't even and pee, but Yu Dazhong behaves as usual, I really don't know what means Guo Dalu has used!
It's just that Wang Deen doesn't want to use this method on himself! Compared with Guo Dalu, Zou Ming threatens himself with the life and death of his old mother, which is really like a child's move!
Wang Deen was in his heart, and his fear of Guo Dalu deepened again. He was a little lucky, fortunately, he had been sloppy with Zou Ming recently, and he never passed on any useful news when he was secretly in contact, it was all a parent's shortcomings, otherwise, if Guo Dalu found out, he would definitely become the second Yu Dazhong.
Guo Dalu didn't notice Wang Deen's strange eyes behind his back, he suddenly noticed that there was something abnormal in his body, and he used the power of merit a little, but found that the power of merit was a little less, and the luster of the pale gold particles that had formed the meridians in the body was also a little dim?
Huh?
Guo Dalu quickly understood that this was God's will to punish him for harming others with opium.
Good and evil will be rewarded in the end, this sentence is not only said to Yu Dazhong, but also valid for Guo Dalu himself, he has been doing good deeds and helping people's livelihood since he crossed to the Great Li Dynasty, so he is blessed with a unique gift and created the way to practice with merit, but today in order to control Yu Dazhong, he violated his conscience and used the devil of opium.
Guo Dalu smiled bitterly in his heart, alas, this is also no way, he really can't think of any other way besides opium that can be used to control evil people like Yu Dazhong, it seems that he has to use this opium carefully, and he can no longer use its addiction to control others, otherwise, the power of merit that he has obtained so hard will be gone, and even be entangled by countless evil thoughts in the world, so that he will leave a disaster to his descendants.
You must know that this retribution is not fake, but the world usually does not examine it carefully. Not to mention anything else, let's just say that in the 21st century, every flower grower has read in history textbooks the humiliating history of the British knocking on the door of the country with opium, maybe now the national strength is not enough, and we have to make peace with the British, but once we really revive and stand in the position where the world originally belonged to us, will our descendants not repay this century of humiliation?
It's still the same sentence, it's not that you don't report it, the time has not come! When the time comes, you will be reimbursed!
The flower grower is a civilized homeland with a long history -- in other words, all the humiliations I have suffered have been recorded in history, and I will not forget them for thousands of years! My children and grandchildren will remember it! If there is nothing to do, come to the sentence "take history as a mirror" and "never forget the past, and be the teacher of the future", as for whether we are rummaging old accounts, hum, it depends on my mood, and I am in a bad mood -- the sentence "ever" is sacrificed. (To be continued.) )