Chapter 242 Counterattack

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After meeting, the grandfather and grandson confided in each other.

After talking for a long time, Mr. Dong looked at Qin Chuan.

"Master Qin, I'm sorry to trouble you during this time."

"It doesn't matter, I owe you the Dong family."

Dong Yang shook his head: "One thing comes back to another, you saved our Dong family. If you hadn't stopped the boss and the third child, those two bastards, the Dong family's losses would have been even greater than they are now. but……"

Dong Yang sighed: "I just received news that when Liao Min saw his brother's death last night, people started going crazy. They filled all the servants in the Dong family's old house with cement."

Qin Chuan's expression changed: "Isn't there anyone who survived?"

"No..." Dong Yang's face looked very ugly.

Qin Chuan was even worse and nowhere to be seen.

Yesterday, he was focused on saving Dong Qingyi, so he didn't care about the group of people locked in the basement.

He thought that Liao Min would only vent his anger on himself, but who knew that he would actually vent his anger on those innocent people.

This made Qin Chuan's eyes look murderous.

If I had known this, I should have waited for Liao Min to come back, and then sent them all to see the King of Hell!

"hateful!"

Qin Chuan's face looked extremely ugly.

Dong Qingyi's expression was even more gloomy: "It's all my fault. If I had agreed to Liao Min in advance, maybe there wouldn't be so many things."

"If you do that, you will no longer be my biological granddaughter. Based on my understanding of you, your first reaction will definitely not be to surrender."

Dong Qingyi thought the same thing.

"What should we do? Will she vent her anger on the people in the new house?"

"It's possible, so we can't sit back and wait."

Mr. Dong touched his chin.

Qin Chuan said at this time: "One person does things, and the other person thinks that woman's brother was killed by me, so this responsibility has nothing to do with you."

With that said, Qin Chuan looked at Mr. Dong: "On the contrary, Mr. Dong, you seem to have been poisoned by someone."

Dong Yang was surprised and said: "Did you see it?"

"Well, and it's not just me who has seen it, the master here should have also seen it. It's just that he can't do anything about your current situation, so I can only let you stay in this place and suppress it with Dharma."

Dong Yang became more and more surprised.

"Yes, in fact, when I left the Dong family, there was something wrong with me. If Master Zhenyuan hadn't taken me in this place and used Buddhism to suppress the things in my body, I might have died suddenly. ”

"So this is why I haven't explained the situation to my granddaughter. If I really die from the poisonous insects, then I won't be considered to have faked my death and concealed my name."

Dong Qing's expression changed, and she grabbed Grandpa's hand: "Grandpa, why didn't you tell me about such a serious matter in advance and I would find someone to treat you?"

Mr. Dong sighed: "If it was really that easy, I would have had the bug taken out of my body long ago. But it is said that this bug has been lurking in my body for a long time and only recently broke out. In the past, when voodoo insects were just eggs, even the top voodoo experts couldn't find them."

"Only if I keep it in captivity in my body for several years and feed it with my own essence and blood, can it break out of its shell after a few years. That thing is like living with me. He knows my body better than Probably deeper and more direct than myself."

"During this period, I also asked some masters to help me get rid of the bugs. However, the bugs were too stubborn. Either they had no effect at all, or they made me miserable. Only by chanting sutras and chanting Buddha in this place every day could I suppress my annoyance." But I don’t know how long this kind of life can last. Maybe one day when he is familiar with Buddhism, he won’t be able to suppress it.”

Although Mr. Dong said this, his eyes were already looking at Qin Chuan.

"Brother Qin, I heard that you can make elixirs, but can you cure my grandfather's disease?"

Qin Chuan smiled and nodded: "It's actually not difficult, it's just a little painful and needs to be endured."

Mr. Dong's eyes flashed: "You really know the solution!"

Qin Chuan smiled slightly: "This kind of thing is nothing, otherwise we should start now."

"etc!"

The elder monk Zhenyuan, who had been silent until now, suddenly stopped Qin Chuan.

"Little master, do you know the origin of this Gu insect?"

"This kind of worm is called the Hundred-Eyed Demon King, which is a mutated centipede. The eggs of this kind of centipede are artificially cultivated. It requires two particularly poisonous centipedes to be put together and cultivated for three consecutive generations. Cultivate an insect egg"

"The poisoner will find a way to place the eggs in the enemy's body, and then use the enemy's blood and essence to keep them captive for a period of time.

After the Gu worm breaks out of its mouth, the aura it carries is actually exactly the same as the host itself. Even the best among masters can hardly tell where the Gu worm is from the breath. "

Master Zhenyuan nodded: "I admire it. I didn't expect that the young master could be so exploitative at such a young age. He even knew the origin of this Gu."

"Although I was naughty when I was a child, I was very interested in these bugs and monsters, so I already studied them when I was a child."

"Awesome, but can I take the liberty to ask again, what method do you plan to use to save old donor Dong?"

Qin Chuan pointed at himself.

"I."

"You? How can you save Mr. Dong's benefactor?"

Qin Chuan didn't say anything, but asked Mr. Dong to take off his shirt.

Then Qin Chuan suddenly took out a silver needle and pricked his fingertip. A drop of blood soon appeared on his fingertip. Qin Chuan dragged the drop of blood and began to swim around Mr. Dong's body. .

Soon, when his fingers came to the heart, Qin Chuan clearly found a small bulge on the skin of the heart, and then it seemed as if something had penetrated under the skin.

"Found it!" With that said, Qin Chuan used this drop of blood to guide the thing from his arm to his forearm. Suddenly, Qin Chuan took out a dagger from nowhere and quickly made a long slash on Mr. Dong's arm.

Although the subcutaneous tissue and muscles were clearly visible, miraculously not even a drop of blood came out.

The speed and accuracy of Qin Chuan's debut amazed all the Zhenyuan masters on the other side.

At this moment, a green-purple centipede suddenly emerged from the muscles.

He greedily aimed his savings at Qin Chuan's finger.

It was as if the drop of blood on his fingertip was the most delicious thing in the world to him.

Then he directly abandoned Mr. Dong's body and pounced on Qin Chuan's fingers.

Upon seeing this, Qingchuan subconsciously flicked his finger, and a large drop of blood instantly shattered the centipede into pieces.