Gudu! Gudu!
In the fragrant and elegant bamboo house, water vapor floats out along the iron spout and lid, filling the house with a fresh aroma.
Obviously, the water in the iron kettle has boiled, and the dark yellow water gushes out from the mouth of the kettle. The water droplets sprinkle on the fire, making a sizzling sound. Even so, no one removes the iron kettle from the fire. Lift up and down.
Outside the quiet bamboo house, several screams suddenly sounded, and then, the sounds of heavy objects falling to the ground were heard one after another. During this period, there was also the crisp sound of weapons falling to the ground.
The tattered clothes were stained with blood and dust. Ziyang lay quietly on the bed. Breathing steadily, he suddenly opened his eyes and immediately sat on the bed and observed his surroundings.
There were very few items in the bamboo house. To be precise, there were only two items. One was the wooden bed under him, and the other was the boiling iron kettle.
Zi Yang raised his right hand, looked at the two fingers that were already bleeding, and said, "What is this place?!"
Just at this time, Meng Duan's complaint sounded outside the door: "You finally woke up. If you don't wake up, I will be exhausted by you."
With that said, he pushed open the door, lifted the iron kettle off the fire, and sat down on the floor paved with green bamboo.
Zi Yang looked at Meng Duan, who looked tired, and asked with a smile: "Did you save me?"
He had long thought that Meng Duan would not leave easily, so he thought of taking a gamble, but he didn't expect that he was right.
Meng Duan looked at him seriously and said, "Don't talk nonsense! My time is limited. It's important to say that if you have nothing to do, I really have to leave this time."
Seeing how anxious he was, Zi Yang asked, "What's the matter? Are you so anxious?"
Meng Duan sighed: "You don't know, during the few days when you were in coma, I took you to hide here and there, and it was not easy to find this remote place."
After hearing this, Zi Yang paused and said, "Zang? Is someone chasing you?"
Meng Duan shook his head and said: "You are not chasing me, you are trying to take you away from me."
Zi Yang made an extremely confused sound and said, "Take me away? Who is it?"
Meng Duan smiled bitterly and said: "The God of War of the Western Continent, the son of the Poison Emperor, Qiu Leng."
"Qiu Leng..." Zi Yang lowered his head and thought for a long time.
Seeing that he was silent, Meng Duan continued: "You are from the Northern Continent, and he is from the Western Continent. Logically speaking, you two should be strangers to each other, but he said that he was entrusted by someone to take you away."
"Do you know him? Or do you know his friends?"
Hearing what he said, Zi Yang said with a smile: "Sure enough, she did not die there."
He didn't know much about Qiu Leng's personality. He was only cold and didn't talk much. If he were to say that the only person in the world who could impress him was probably his sister Qiu Qianqian.
At first he couldn't believe it, but through this incident, Zi Yang completely understood that the girl in red who he met in the ruined temple was still alive, otherwise Qiu Leng wouldn't have saved him last time.
Meng Duan frowned. Obviously, he didn't know what Zi Yang was talking about. He said, "What's going on here and there? I'm asking you if you know Qiu Leng."
Zi Yang replied: "I have only met him a few times, so I don't think I know him."
Meng Duan said directly: "You don't know him, so why did he save you? It's like I took away his biological brother, making him pursue me."
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Today's Ziyang also has a lot of trust in Meng Duan, and immediately said: "I have a normal relationship with Qiu Leng, but I know his sister, and I have a good relationship with his sister. This is why he wants to learn from you. The reason why he snatched me away from you."
Meng Duan's face changed with shock, and he said in disbelief: "Sister...Sister?! My biological sister?"
It's not that he doesn't believe Zi Yang, but that he has never heard of Qiu Leng having any brothers or sisters in the Western Continent for so many years. Today he heard that he has a sister, let alone he doesn't believe it, even if he just finds a monk in the Western Continent , will also feel that Ziyang is telling lies.
Because the monks in the Western Continent all know that the Poison Emperor has only one son, and that is the God of War in the minds of most monks, that is, Qiu Leng.
Fortunately now, Qiu Leng actually got a younger sister out of thin air. Anyone who hears this will find it incredible.
Zi Yang nodded and said, "Yes, she is his biological sister."
"By the way, is the Poison Emperor you just mentioned the emperor of the Western Continent?"
Although he didn't know who the Poison Emperor was, he could guess from the literal meaning that the Poison Emperor in Meng Duan's words should be the emperor of the Western Continent.
Meng Duan nodded slowly and said: "One of the top figures in the Western Continent is good at using poison. Luo Liangxie who broke into the Western Continent was poisoned to death by him."
He moved his eyes to Zi Yang who was sitting on the bed, and said with great confusion: "There is something I can't figure out. How did you meet Qiu Leng's sister?"
Zi Yang recalled the scene when he first met Qiu Qianqian and said, "She and I met in a ruined temple. At that time, I didn't know she was the Poison Emperor's daughter."
Meng Duan stood up suddenly and said with a solemn expression, "No! He's here. I'll lead him away. I also want to say goodbye to you."
Zi Yang said hurriedly: "Wait! I've been poisoned, please leave me the antidote before leaving."
Meng Duan pointed to the steaming iron pot on the ground and said, "The antidote has been prepared for you a long time ago. You can just drink it when you get up later. I will leave first."
When he walked out, he stood outside the door and warned: "Remember, don't stay here for too long. If you can leave early, don't delay."
"Got it!" Zi Yang said loudly, then got out of bed and picked up the iron pot. He glanced around and found nothing containing water.
He held the iron pot high and opened his mouth wide to receive the tea poured from the mouth of the pot.
He took a few sips, then smacked his lips and said, "This tastes...it's lily tea. It tastes sweet. Has sugar been added?"
Just at this time, Meng Duan's voice sounded in his ears: "You have been under a lot of mental stress recently, and you often talk nonsense when you are in a coma. This tea can just calm your nerves and prevent you from getting confused and going to a dead end."
"If these are not enough, you can get some lilies yourself. This should not be difficult for a monk in the eighth realm of reincarnation. We will see you later!"
Meng Duan's words drifted in the wind, and when the breeze blew by, the words he said also went with them.
"The poison sorcerers of the Western Continent are really poisonous." After Zi Yang said this, he sat down on the green bamboo floor and drank tea made from lilies.
Their poison will not take Zi Yang's life immediately, but will make him recall the past. Over time, it will cause him to have a mental breakdown, forget the meaning of life, and commit suicide.
If the antidote to this kind of poison in the body cannot be found in a short period of time, people with weak mental endurance may commit suicide to get rid of the pain.
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There are things in our hearts that we regret and things that we don’t want to think about. When the toxicity occurs, those dusty things in our hearts flash through our minds one after another. That kind of mental pressure can really suppress a person. collapse.
Just like when Kang Yao saw Zi Yang, he realized that his mind was not normal. If the battle hadn't briefly attracted his attention, Zi Yang would have gone crazy or even committed suicide long ago.
It must be said that the first time he fought against the Poison Warlocks from the Western Continent made him realize how terrifying the Poison Warlocks were.
When Zi Yang put down the iron pot and walked out of the room, his expression changed slightly. What he saw before him were corpses everywhere, about twenty of them, and they were all wearing night clothes.
"I asked why Meng Duan asked me to leave here quickly. It turns out that people from the Royal Sky Chamber of Commerce are chasing me."
Just as Zi Yang was about to leave, several black shadows flashed across the dark night sky. He stopped and stood, scanning the crowd of men in black who surrounded him with his eyes. He said with a gloomy expression: "What a group of ghostly guys! Emperor!" Is there no one left in the Kong Chamber of Commerce? Why will they only send you people from the realm of reincarnation?"
A man in black holding a long knife said: "Stop talking nonsense! There is no escape today."
"Escape? No, no, you are not worthy of letting me escape." Zi Yang pointed at the corpses on the ground and persuaded: "Have you seen them? I really don't want to kill anyone. Aren't you joining the Huangkong Chamber of Commerce just to survive? Going down?"
"Think about your family, don't bury your life here just for the sake of impulse."
Although he has never been to the Huangkong Chamber of Commerce and does not know the situation inside, he can roughly guess that the monks in the realm of death and reincarnation in front of him have no status in the Huangkong Chamber of Commerce. They join the Huangkong Chamber of Commerce just to make a living. eat.
To Ziyang, there is no point in killing them because they are just following orders.
As soon as he said this, the men in black around him looked at each other and did not attack Ziyang directly.
Obviously, their feelings for the Huangkong Chamber of Commerce are not deep, and they have not yet risked their lives. As Ziyang said, they joined the Huangkong Chamber of Commerce just to survive in the Western Continent.
Seeing their hesitation, Zi Yang waved his hands to them and said: "Let's go, let's go, the Huangkong Chamber of Commerce is not your home. Even if you die here, the person who gave you the order will not shed a tear, or even He won’t even frown.”
"You are just a tool in their hands. If it works well, others will naturally use it. It doesn't matter if it doesn't work. Anyway, in the eyes of those high-level officials, you are like dead leaves on the ground, dispensable."
The man in black with a long knife in his hand was the first to say: "Brothers, what this guy said makes sense. The people above don't care about our life or death at all, so we just turn a blind eye?"
The person next to him nodded in agreement: "That makes sense. The most we can get when we go back is scolding, but if we die here, there will be nothing."
Another man in black said: "As he just said, we are nothing in the eyes of those above. There is no need to sacrifice our lives for them."
The man in black with the long knife put away the long knife and said to the others: "Since we are here, let's do a good thing and bury these people."
Just as they were burying the body, Zi Yang walked towards the dark forest, and the man in black who buried the body did not stop him.
Soon, his figure gradually disappeared into the dim woods, and the man in black who buried the body never looked at him, almost ignoring him.
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