This was definitely not a friendly gesture. Zhao Ning looked back at Bu Yin. She stopped complaining now and lay on the bedside, grinning so hard that she gritted her teeth and mouthed to Zhao Ning, "You're done!"
Zhao Ning was dragged all the way to the punishment hall. The punishment hall was brightly lit. As soon as he entered the hall, he saw many people standing in the main hall, including the gang leader, the young gang leader and the leader of the punishment hall.
The people in the Punishment Hall threw Zhao Ning on the ground, held his hands in front of him, and then retreated with all the gang members on duty in the Punishment Hall and closed the door.
Zhao's gaze shifted from the closed door to the gang leader and young gang leader drinking tea in front.
She cupped her hands and bowed, "Shen Zhaoning, the herb-gathering boy in the Medicine Hall, has met the gang leader, the young gang leader. I wonder why you brought me to the Punishment Hall? I have already completed all the herb-gathering tasks."
The young gang leader sipped his tea and smiled, "Of course, little girl, you are the one who picks the most and the best."
Zhao Ning didn't believe his friendly attitude. After a while, the head of the punishment hall snorted coldly, "It doesn't matter if you can collect medicine. How dare a little medicine-gathering boy protect traitors and release criminals without permission? I think you are not worthy of death." Cherish!"
Zhao Ning instantly thought of Bu Yin's gritted smile and Bi Lingyan running away in the middle of the night, but her face was extremely puzzled and she shook her head, "I don't understand what the hall master is talking about? I just came down from the mountain, how can I protect you?" Traitor, let the sinner go free'!"
"You are so stubborn!" The leader of the punishment hall clapped the table and stood up, "Did you let Bi Lingyan out? She spread the secrets among the gangs in Nan County, so now that the ten gangs are forcing them to come to the hall, you are still making excuses! Kneel down for me !”
"Your roommate saw you going out in the middle of the night. Didn't he secretly help Bi Lingyan?!"
Seeing that Zhao Ning was still standing upright, he strode up to Zhao Ning and pressed on Zhao Ning's shoulder. With a pop, Zhao Ning felt that his knees were broken, and the pain suddenly shot up to the top of his head.
"I didn't!" Zhao Ning gritted her teeth in pain but said firmly, "This is just Bu Yin's words. I have only been in the gang for half a year, and I am not related to Bi Lingyan. How can I protect her?! Bu Yin was sleeping in a daze, How did you know that I got up in the middle of the night just to meet Bi Lingyan and help her out? This is forceful involvement and an unwarranted crime!"
"Little girl, you are very sharp-tongued. It seems that you won't admit it unless I give you some pain! Come here!" the leader of the punishment hall shouted, "Bring up the punishment stick!"
Zhao Ning struggled, but the punishment stick was different from the whip. The blow caused broken bones, not the pain of the whip.
"You can't use torture to extract a confession. Hall Master, why didn't you call Bu Yin and let us confront each other on the spot? How could you punish me with the death penalty based on just one word from her!"
"you……"
"Wait a minute." The leader of the Punishment Hall smiled angrily and wanted to say more, but was interrupted by the young gang leader's wave. The young gang leader approached Zhao Ning with a smile. He lifted Zhao Ning's chin with his long fingers and tsked, "The little girl is a beauty. It would be a pity to get beaten, embryo, so let’s do something for the young gang leader and you will be exempted from the punishment stick.”
Zhao Ning avoided his fingers and raised her eyes to look at the condescending young gang leader.
His smile was quenching the poison, and he clapped his hands without waiting for Zhao Ning's answer. Manager Liu came over with a bowl of medicine. The air was filled with the fragrance of medicine. You could smell extremely precious medicinal materials such as ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum, as well as this Yue Zhao condensed the familiar scent of ghost claw and three-leaf golden grass, which didn't seem to be poison.
The confusion in Zhao Ning's eyes was seen by the young gang leader, who squatted in front of Zhao Ning with a bowl in his hands and smiled.
"Little girl, you have a good nose. There are good things in this bowl. The value of these hundred-year-old ginseng is enough for you to live for a lifetime. The young gang leader is kind and asked the little girl to help me try the medicine." He handed the bowl to me. to Zhao Ning's mouth, "Drink!"
Zhao Ning pursed her lips tightly, not to mention the shouting and killing atmosphere just now, and the rare medicinal materials that this group of people had worked hard to obtain. The sudden good stuff was over-replenished and was more poisonous than dove poison.
She struggled, but the master of the punishment hall held her head down, and the young master pinched her cheeks and forced her to open her mouth.
Zhao Ning finally understood that the previous interrogation was actually just a spectacle. It didn't matter whether Zhao Ning let people go. They just found a reason to drag someone out to drink this bowl of medicine, a lethal medicine.
Zhao Ning swayed like a slippery fish, twisting forcefully, and even snatched the long whip from Manager Liu's waist, and subconsciously swung the spiritual snake whip she had seen before.
But how could the technique he just glanced at be effective? The young gang leader pulled Zhao Ning and threw her whole body on the ground. He stepped on Zhao Ning's chest, opened Zhao Ning's mouth with gravity, and drank a bowl of medicine.
"Uh-uh-gulu-"
The young gang leader let her go, and everyone's eyes were staring at her nervously, no, they were staring at the efficacy of the bowl of medicine.
Zhao Ning felt that all the meridians in her body were melting, and a hot air that was about to tear her internal organs was rushing around in her body. The heat surged to the top of her head. Zhao Ning's consciousness began to blur. She felt that her face was a little wet, and she groped stiffly for her eyes and nose. , mouth, ears... all the orifices were bleeding.
boom--
Zhao Ning fell to the ground, blood flowing from his seven orifices.
The young gang leader irritably said "bad luck" and hit Manager Liu with a whip, "It exploded again. Why did this Lingqiao Powder still fail?"
Manager Liu endured the whip and did not dare to move. He kept begging for mercy, "Young Gang Leader, this Lingqiao Powder is really prepared according to your prescription. The missing two main ingredients have been adjusted several times. The first dose, I watched it from beginning to end, and I don’t know why my body exploded and died after I tried several times.”
Seeing that the young gang leader and the gang leader were also distressed, he asked hesitantly, "Young gang leader, could it be that Muro Village has tampered with that?"
"Impossible! Who is Muro Village? He can tamper with the immortal's notes? It's a joke!" The young gang leader threw his whip and was so angry that he sat on the Taishi's chair and hammered the table.
Zhao Ning's consciousness has not completely faded away. She seems to have heard something, a god... a god?
The gang leader sighed and comforted the young gang leader, "Can't you just practice that technique? Do you have to use this medicine?"
"Dad! That's a magical skill that can make people invincible and immortal. Ordinary people can't practice it." The young gang leader was also anxious, "You also saw in the travel notes that if ordinary people want to achieve results, they can only practice it. Only after taking Lingqiao Powder can you have a slight chance."
Zhao Ning's eyes were extremely blurry, and everything around her was spinning. She seemed to have seen the previous hallucination again, that gray world.
"However, we have tried taking this Lingqiao Powder according to the prescription five times without success. Now that the top ten gangs have also received the news, we can't continue trying like this." The gang leader urged.
"Dad, let me think about it again, think about it again."
It was such an important matter in the gang that neither the hall leader nor the steward dared to say anything. The steward glanced at Zhao Ning, her pupils were dilated to the extreme and she no longer had any breath.
"Gang leader, what should I do with this girl's body?"
The gang leader waved his hand, "Same as before, throw it into the back ravine."
Chapter 010
Zhao Ning was floating in the gray place. She stretched out her hand, and the mist floated over her hand.
Just like the hallucination after being poisoned by snake venom last time, everything was gray, as if it was all fog, with no bottom or end.
"Didn't I get drugged and bleed from all my orifices, and I'm barely alive?"
"Shouldn't I be thrown into the back ravine by the Qingyun Gang?"
"This is where?"
Zhao Ning was at a loss and his mind was too dull to move.
There was also a strange and strange feeling of fragmentation that made Zhao Ning hesitate. She felt that her soul was divided into two pieces, and the other half was calling her not far away.
Gray mist surged around her and clung to her back, seeming to push her in that direction.
Soon, the gray fog was pushed aside, and a simple and majestic courtyard appeared in front of us.
The feeling of fragmentation disappeared silently.
Zhao Ning stayed silent for a moment and followed his subconscious movements to get closer.
The vertical plaque hanging high is engraved with ancient words, like ancient texts left from ancient mythology. The dark red door is extremely thick, and the two ferocious door gods stare at the visitor without blinking, as if they are about to enter the door next moment. Jump down from the door and devour the uninvited guest.
But as Zhao Ning approached, the door opened silently, slowly and quietly.
The beast on the door lowered its eyes as the door opened. Zhao Ning knew clearly that it was just an illusion caused by the change in sight. The beast did not lower its eyes, but it still gave Zhao Ning the illusion of a respectful welcome. , seems to be... welcoming the owner home.
In front of the door is a huge screen wall. There are dark patterns on the screen wall, which seems to be a vast and mysterious scroll of stars in the universe. The dim light is swimming on the wall, and a long and mysterious river spreads out on the scroll of stars. The sword light fiercely splits the long river, and the universe There is an immortal holding a sword in the depths of the stars. Before he can see the immortal's posture clearly, the picture is blurred in surprise, and countless paintings gather and disperse on the screen wall, as if the vicissitudes of life are changing in a few moments.
Zhao Ning stretched out her hand to touch the screen wall, but a burst of gray mist spread on the screen wall. Zhao Ning was so shocked that she withdrew her hand, but unexpectedly, the gray mist gathered and floated out a few vertical words.
House of Silent Spirits
Zhao Ning
Lord twenty-five
wood water earth metal
Five nine nine empty
Does this mansion called "The Mansion of Silent Spirits" recognize me as its owner? Zhao Ning chewed on the first two columns of words, but was confused about the last three columns, "'Life Master Twenty-five', fate? People often say, life, life span, fate. Is this 'Twenty-five' a disaster of fate, or... a life span?" "
Zhao Ning inevitably gravitated toward the latter perception. However, although the world was difficult, one would not be considered dead until he had lived forty-fifty. How could he end up like this in her life, with only twenty-five years to live?
After a while, Zhao Ning was relieved.
During these ten years of living, there was no stability and smoothness for a girl from a small family, nor was there a lot of happiness for a lady. It was normal for her to be tossed around, run away and wander when she was a child, and it was normal for her to live a long life.
Zhao Ning lives in the present. Even if she knows that her life span may only be twenty-five, she will not be depressed because of it. Her eyes fall on the last two columns, but she cannot understand them no matter how elusive they are.
She simply walked around the screen wall to take a closer look at the courtyard. As her gaze shifted, the gray and foggy words on the screen wall dispersed and returned to the intertwined appearance of the paintings.
"Is this my mansion?"
This is a neat courtyard.
There is an ancient tree planted in the courtyard. The ancient tree is withered and pale, but the trunk needs three people to hug it. The tree is tall and the crown is submerged in the gray mist, with no end in sight.
The middle corridor next to the tree leads into the main hall.
The main hall is bright, with sapphire as the ground, and rare treasures painted around the beams. There is a square tripod in the middle, and ancient chimes on both sides cover the inner hall. There is a high couch in front of the hall, with a dragon carved on it. When I hear it, I feel as if I am in a trance, like the stars in the universe. The immortal is sitting on the couch with his eyes closed and meditating.
Zhao Ning was agitated and realized that it was just an imagination, but the coldness and harshness in the hall made Zhao Ning flinch.
She gave up the main hall and looked at the side halls on both sides of the corridor.
There was a strange-shaped stove in the center of the side hall on the right, with various shelves on both sides, some similar to bookshelves and some similar to weapon racks. She walked around and found that it was extremely clean, and there were no extra ashes in the stove.
In the side hall on the right, there is an unusually tall alchemy furnace, and there are various shelves on both sides.
She searched around and unexpectedly found a small door on the inside. When she opened the door, she found a closed garden.
About half an acre of land was reclaimed in the center of the garden. All the flowers and plants in the nursery were withered, except for one plant that was growing tenaciously in the ground. There was also a layer of gray fog outside the garden.
Zhao Ning didn't know whether it was disappointment or something, so she stepped back, but she was suddenly shocked halfway and ran back to the garden, staring closely at the only plant.
The plant looked very familiar, with three distinct leaves, clear leaves, and golden patterns on the leaves flowing like gold threads. This... how could this be exactly the same as the three-leaf golden grass she accidentally drank.
Zhao Ning almost knelt on the ground and looked at the plant closely.
"There are still fingernail marks on the pole that I accidentally left..."
Zhao Ning sat on the ground in confusion, her head empty, wondering why such a magical thing happened.
"Didn't I eat that extremely old three-leaf golden grass, and someone took it and planted it here?"
When this idea came up, Zhao Ning was startled and wandered around. Is there anyone else in this strange palace?
Zhao Ning ran out quickly.
She didn't notice that there were strange devices set up around the nursery, each with a dim spar placed inside. The light flowed along the device and created strange patterns on the nursery. As the light traveled, the three-leaf golden grass appeared with the naked eye. What is visible becomes clearer.
Zhao Ning had no choice but to enter the main hall.
"Is anyone here?"
"My little girl Zhao Ning, please come out and meet me!"
There was no movement for a long while. Zhao Ning's eyebrows were filled with confusion and fear, but he decided to go on a patrol.
But this man didn't see it. Instead, he flipped through three books on the bookshelf in the study room that he had extracted from the Qingyun Gang's library, "A Collection of Medicinal Herbs", "Spiritual Snake Whip" and the Qing Gong Technique "Six Forms of Dengyun". The handwriting on it is all my own, but all the recording pages have been replaced with uniform blue-faced white paper.
