Fu Shanyue smiled and said, "I'm not that idle. I came here today to ask, what you didn't finish in Fengmo Mountain."

"What's the matter?"

Fu Shanyue spread his hands and lay on the small wooden bottle in his palm: "Do you know what's in it?"

His men were surprised when they heard this.

Isn’t the dragon marrow contained in this wooden bottle? How much effort did the young master take to grab it personally? Why do you want to ask an outsider now?

"Who told you?"

As soon as He Lingchuan said this, Fu Shanyue's face darkened. His subordinate couldn't help but say, "Young master, isn't this person talking nonsense? Don't believe him."

Fu Shanyue turned his head slowly, stared at him and asked, "Who should I believe in? Do you believe in Fu Ji or Fu Jiu?"

Fu Ji's face changed drastically and he opened his mouth to speak. Fu Shanyue suddenly slapped his Tianling cover with a palm, knocking him out.

He Lingchuan was unhappy: "Be careful, blood splattered on the wall."

He clearly saw that the corner of Fu Ji's mouth rubbed against the wall when he slid down, leaving a blood mark.

Fu Shanyue is so cruel to his own people?

"Ah, sorry, clean up the housework." Fu Shanyue asked for a hand towel to wipe his hands, "I'll let you laugh at it."

"I'm not only laughing at me, but I'm also working hard for you." The agencies that He Lingchuan had arranged in the house had suffered by Fu Jisheng. "Why did you bring him to me to clean up the portal?"

If you use his strength to clean up your subordinates, this person will take advantage of it.

"That's all." Fu Shanyue put away the hanging and changed into a serious look. "I'll give you some advice on what is in the bottle."

He Lingchuan sat steadily: "Information has a price, you know."

"what would you like?"

"It depends on what you have." He Lingchuan spread his hands, "If you are so poor that you only have money left, I can give it a hard time."

Fu Shanyue was a little surprised. Is this kind of person short of money?

He Lingchuan kept his smile unchanged. It’s so scary, why don’t he be scary?

He was short of money when he was Dunyu's young master. Now he came to Beijia alone. What he could use in his pocket was the savings he had not spent in the past, which was a waste of money.

He still has a road to practice and has to spend money every step.

Therefore, talking about money is too vulgar, not talking about money is too tight.

"I understand." Fu Shanyue took out two silver notes from his arms and placed them on the table. "This is two hundred taels, and there are only so many on me."

He went out to kill people, but it was wrong. The negotiations, how could he bring more money on him?

"Your life is only worth 200 taels?" Don't slander yourself like this.

"Can't you give a friendly discount?"

He Lingchuan smiled: "Friendship is never discounted."

Fu Shanyue was also a little helpless, saying that he had too much hidden weapons; where did he get it in a hurry? "Where is your destination?"

"Lingxu City."

Fu Shanyue thought for a while: "Add a large mansion covering a five-acre area in Lingxu City!"

He Lingchuan smiled: "It covers an area of ​​five acres, and I'm so embarrassed to call myself a big house?" His old house in Heishui City covers an area of ​​twenty-five acres, which is five times the size of this building in Fushanyue.

Fu Shanyue glanced at the corner of his mouth: "In Lingxu City, it is!"

Speaking of this, he smiled sly: "Actually, I don't have to know exactly what this is. It's enough to know that it is not a dragon marrow!"

As long as you know that you have been misled, that's enough.

He Lingchuan was unmoved: "I don't know the nature of the poison, how can you go back and set up a counterattack?"

This accurately hit Fu Shanyue's pain point, and he subconsciously grinned: "Two hundred taels and a large mansion in Lingxu City, and I owe you a favor."

"This opportunity is not always available." He warned He Lingchuan, "Don't rush to refuse."

"That's OK, but you have to answer a few more questions."

In fact, both of them knew that these two conditions were insignificant, they were just that both sides had to shake hands and make peace.

There is no mortal hatred or complicated interest disputes, why bother to kill?

What's more, the person Fu Shanyue wanted to deal with was not He Lingchuan at all.

"You ask."

"What is your relationship with King Chiyan?" Still the same sentence, the Ba in the world is even rarer than the panda blood in his original world, and it has to make people think of it.

"He is my father."

Sure enough, He Lingchuan blinked: "Can you even have a baby?"

After all, isn’t Ba just... a dead person?

Does the dead still have that energy?

However, He Lingchuan also read the book "Middle Ancient Tales" that Sun Fuling lent to him. When he was born, Ba did not like sunlight, his joints were stiff, and his face was pale. Only after his cultivation gradually became deeper can he be rosy and his actions were normal. At that time, there was no big difference between him and a living person, and he even had a pulse again, but in fact, his practice methods were completely different.

With a pulse, there is physical function, maybe...well?

"He was also surprised." Fu Shanyue said lightly, "My mother is a human."

His father was once a human being, so he didn't have the same isolation.

"Since you are the prince of Chiyan, why do you want to plunder your messenger?"

"I heard that what the king of Shanyu gave to my father privately is very good for my cultivation growth." Fu Shanyue smiled, "The father cannot give it to me, so I will take it myself."

He Lingchuan expressed sympathy: "It sounds like you have a bad relationship with your father."

"It's okay." Fu Shanyue's smile remained unchanged, "He just wished I could die."

"The father is kind and the son is filial." He Lingchuan sighed, "Why is that?"

"This is my family matter, and it is inconvenient to share it." Fu Shanli raised his chin at him, "I have answered enough questions, it's your turn."

"What you have in your wooden bottle is not a dragon marrow, but a kind of venom." He Lingchuan turned on the oil lamp on the chest of drawers, "I have seen the effect of hitting people, and those who are in the middle will be cured."

"Poison?" I thought it was something amazing, but Fu Shanyue was disappointed, "I am not afraid of poison."

A creature like Ba is born to be invincible by all poisons.

"This is not a poison from the world, but a product of the Son of God." He Lingchuan asked him, "Do you know the mother of Tsubaki?"

He smelled the fragrance in the bottle in Fengmo Mountain and realized that Wen Fengqing, the son of Wen Daolun, who was relied on Zhong Shengguang, was injured by the ninth son of Jindu's mother, and his wounds emitted this unique sweet fragrance.

So what is in the bottle, can you tell me in detail?

Fu Shanyue shook his head blankly: "What is that?"

"It's not something, it's a god." He Lingchuan spread his hands, "and he needed a living body for the experiment."

Fu Shanyue pointed at Fu Ji, the subordinate next to him, and said, "What do you think of this?"

He Lingchuan reached out and made a "please" posture. It turned out that this guy left Fu Ji Yi's life, just to use him as a test subject.

Fu Shanyue took a silver needle and dipped it in a bottle. The tip of the needle was as bright as before and did not turn black.

He stabbed Fu Ji with the needle, and the latter was still in a coma and did not respond.

Fu Shanyue obviously had poor patience, so he simply stabbed several times, respectively on the neck, thigh, abdomen, etc.

After dozens of breaths, He Lingchuan suddenly said, "There has been a change."

Fu Shanyue took out a dagger and scraped it at the needle, which felt stiff or hard, and the soft skin had become something else.

Well, it's really wood?

He checked a few more needles and found signs of timbering appearing everywhere and spreading throughout his body.

Fu Ji also woke up from a strange phenomenon and exclaimed: "What's going on!"

Fu Shanyue shook the wooden bottle in his hand: "You tried it for me."

Fu Ji struggled to lie on the ground: "Young Master, please spare me!"

"Who conveyed false information and said that the gift from Yamahara Kingdom was the Dragon Marrow?"

Fu Ji was silent.

Fu Shanyue murmured, "I treat you very well, why do you betray me?"

Fu Ji begged for mercy desperately, but at this time his hands and feet were no longer able to move, and Fu Shanyue was unmoved.

It was not until Fu Ji completely turned into a wooden carving that he patted Fu Ji on the shoulder: "There is no antidote for this poison."

And as the blood flow speed increases, it takes effect faster.

Now anyone who stands in front of Fu Ji will only feel that the craftsman is skillful and carved, and even the painful expression on his face is so sincere.

Fu Shanyue was secretly shocked when he saw it.

He Lingchuan asked him: "Do you think you can survive drinking this thing yourself?"
To be continued...