Gu wither is not like Gu wither, it looks like a big bug.
The positions and postures of a man and a woman are exactly the same. The man is taking drugs, and the woman has turned over and drawn her sword.
Chen Yanjun had to sigh that Senior Sister Song's paintings were too lifelike, as if she had really seen them with her own eyes.
But he couldn't use this to prove that Murong Ye was at the scene at that time.
After all, those Wuhou who were greedy for life and fearful of death also saw this scene, and they could recount it to the Prison Secretary afterwards.
But at this moment, Chen Yanjun turned to look at Murong Ye, his expression was too mysterious and quiet...
Could this woman really be there?
Chen Yanjun suddenly remembered that the first time he met Murong Ye, she did not appear immediately, but hid on the beam.
When I got along with her recently, I found that this woman didn't have any big plans. She relied on intuition to do things and was very accurate in judging people. She didn't seem to be a hiding and tolerant person.
Even though he was like this, he didn't look for him directly. Instead, he hid in Cui Fuliang and observed him for a long time, until he showed up when he confronted Cui Wanjun.
What's more, she was afraid of heights, so she hid on the beam.
Could it be that you really saw something special about him?
Chen Yanjun suddenly suspected that Madam and Murong Ye seemed to have a particularly good relationship. Could it be that Murong Ye was the one who predicted the fate of Madam?
Combined with this woman's unreasonable fear of heights...
He's becoming more and more like a magician!
Chen Yanjun stared at himself in the hanging ink painting and asked curiously:
"Speaking of which, how did Senior Sister know that I was taking herbal medicine at that time?"
Song Quwu glanced at Murong Ye and said calmly:
"This is the result of what Mr. Bu Zheng sneaked into the Wu Ma Department's stall and found."
"Regarding the matter of Gu withering, both the Yinhu Department and the Wuma Department are currently investigating."
"I heard that Luan Feng and Liu Qingyu from the Wu Ma Department went to Danlin Hospital that day. They planned to give you a stumbling block and had no intention of letting you join the Prison Suppression Department. However, they were impressed by your medical skills in the end."
"Perhaps one day in the future, Lord Bu Zheng will cause trouble, and you will be poached by the Wu Ma Department."
Will I get into trouble? Murong Ye frowned and gnawed on the snow pear, feeling unhappy.
"Tell the important point!"
Song Quwu immediately changed his words and said:
"The difference between Gu Bing and ordinary alien beasts is that his intelligence seems to be much higher than ordinary alien beasts, but it seems to be worse than humans... His blood is poisonous and has a certain degree of contagion."
"There are various indications that Gu Bie is not a natural beast from the mountains and seas, but someone made it artificially according to the appearance of the beasts from the mountains and seas."
As she said this, she casually drew countless fusion diagrams of Gu insects and Great Withers.
Obviously, she had not seen the poison with her own eyes, and the information she heard about the poison was very sloppy, like a certain woman's style.
Chen Yanjun had already expected that Gu Biao was not a strange beast from the mountains and seas.
How can any exotic beast from the mountains and seas be tamed by humans and still run around with its head missing, or even split up?
"So, poison is the key?"
Song Quwu was slightly startled, not yet fully accustomed to this word.
"Gu poison... is actually what Fang Qunyu called it based on the poison on the poisonous body. It should be something similar to a demonic barrier. You should be familiar with it. It was the first time that the demonic barrier was successfully cured on Cui Da."
Chen Yanjun's understanding of demonic obstacles was limited to practicing cultivation and breaking through the barriers, and he did not know the definition of the Prison Suppression Division.
"Where was the poison first discovered? Could it be some kind of man-made poison?"
As a time traveler from the 21st century, Chen Yanjun is best at conspiracy theories.
Song Quwu immediately painted a picture of a casual cultivator sitting on the ruins of the war and trying to pass the pass.
"With poor spiritual energy and poor resources, what will happen if a cultivator with good talent is forced to pass the test without proper preparation and correct guidance?"
Chen Yanjun tentatively replied:
"Is it possible to fall into the devil's path?"
Amidst Song Quwu's graffiti and splashing ink, smoke began to rise from the top of the casual cultivator's head.
"That's right, only geniuses will fall into the devil's path when their talents are not recognized."
Chen Yanjun is no stranger to this smoke, and it may not be smoke. It is probably the heat dissipation mechanism of the soul that shuts down after entering the demonic environment.
He himself has encountered this situation many times and has not mentioned it now.
Song Quwu continued:
"Therefore, it is usually difficult to see demons in Chang'an, but in places with constant wars and poor spiritual energy, there are many talented casual cultivators who do not have enough resources and methods, so they can easily fall into the devil's way."
"What is magic?"
The demonic ways in Chen Yanjun's impression are mostly evil cultivators, such as cannibalism, refining human body fluids, or the furnace cauldron juicer...
Song Quwu explained:
"The Prison Suppression Department's definition of the devil's path is different from that of evil cultivators. Only those who lose their mind and successfully break through the second level of nourishing qi can be called the devil's path."
"It's also called being trapped in a demonic barrier."
"The devil's path is essentially a problem with the soul, rather than an abnormality with the body."
"But in most cases, soul problems are more terrifying than physical problems."
"The devil will change his body at will until he transforms into the ideal form in his heart."
Saying this, Song Quwu began to splash ink faster and graffiti freely, as if he had awakened some incredible talent.
"In fact, even ordinary cultivators who have not entered the demonic path can forcibly control their souls, self-spiritually release their Dantian, and increase their spiritual pressure. Under extreme conditions, they can transform their physical bodies into free forms."
Chen Yanjun took a closer look and even saw shapes similar to octopus tentacles, floating polyps or giant worms in Senior Sister Song's simple graffiti...
The more she looked at it, the more something was wrong. Chen Yanjun quickly interrupted her weird graffiti.
"What is the relationship between poison and demonic barriers?"
Song Quwu Road:
"The word poison has been around for a long time. It was originally used to control the poisonous qualities of poisonous insects. In the past few days, Fang Qunyu has used this word to refer to the poison of poisonous insects. Before the final result has been released, the Prison Suppression Department has only temporarily used this word.
"The opinion of Fang Qunyu and Dr. Tan is that the poison is probably extracted from the body of demons and fixed and preserved with special drugs for transmission."
It can be seen that Senior Sister Song is very careful in her choice of words and leaves all uncertainties to Danlinyuan and has nothing to do with the Prison Suppression Department.
There is nothing we can do about this. The Prison Control Bureau is still in a state of lawlessness in Chang'an City.
The Imperial College is a place where all the major forces are mixed together, and the family is big and the business is big.
Regarding the possibility that poisonous poisons are man-made, Chen Yanjun couldn't help but think of Huang Chao who practiced in Danlin Temple for seven days.
At that time, Assistant Professor Fang was still a student...
Chen Yanjun didn't dare to think about it any further. Conspiracy theories without evidence were meaningless.
"Speaking of which, the reason why the poison, or the blood of demons, has not spread on a large scale is because everyone is mediocre and does not have the conditions to spread it."
"..."
Chen Yanjun suddenly felt insulted by himself.
Song Quwu continued:
"When the demonic blood is transmitted to a mortal, it will not have time to act on the bones. The mortal's soul will be unable to bear it and die on the spot or go crazy. Naturally, its bloodline is not contagious."
"When demonic blood is transmitted to a cultivator with average talent, the cultivator will turn into a pool of squirming flesh. After the last trace of spiritual veins is exhausted, the cultivator will dry into dust and smoke, and the blood infectivity has been greatly reduced."
While talking, Song Quwu's hands were itching unbearably, so he splashed ink and drew strange squirming flesh.
Chen Yanjun couldn't help but think of Fan Yu.
Although this fellow assassinated the original owner for money and resources, the circumstances of his death were too tragic.
"Only when demon blood is passed to a genius cultivator can this person fall into the devil's path, and his bloodline will continue to be contagious."
"If all cultivators in the world had talents like Lord Bumasa, humanity would have become extinct long ago."
This is the way of Quwu in the Song Dynasty.
And he casually drew a graffiti in which the sky above the Central Plains was occupied by various strange and huge shadows.
There was only a dark shadow crawling on the ground, with a wine bottle hanging on it...
Chen Yanjun held his forehead, this painting was too damaged.
Murong Ye watched it with great interest and didn't think there was anything wrong.
What Song Quwu said is very simple: mediocre people save the world. No matter how spiritual energy revives and declines, mortals are the foundation of mankind.
"According to the report of the Prison Suppression Department, after a talented cultivator breaks through and falls into the devil's path, only those who survive can be called demons."
"The devil must be dancing with the devil in a state of self-narcosis of the soul. Regardless of whether there is a human form or not, it is usually impossible to be controlled by outsiders."
Chen Yanjun can relate to this situation.
If he hadn't used the time traveler's soul and the additional panels to forcibly cross the demonic illusion and enter the third realm of nourishing qi, he would have become possessed like Huang Chao.
"Does the Prison Suppression Department have any good medicine to cure the demon blood or poison?"
Chen Yanjun asked curiously.
"Cure the devil?"
Song Quwu shook his head:
"Your treatment plan relies on the strength of the patient's own soul and your spiritual assistance, and cannot promote treatment. Gu poison, or demon blood, is still an incurable poison and cannot be eradicated."
"At most, it can only be suppressed temporarily with soul methods."
"Dr. Yan Lingji from the Imperial College is said to have deep attainments in soul magic. He was confident that he could suppress demonic blood, but in the end, he inspired a deep demonic heart."
Chen Yanjun was slightly startled, thinking that this situation was basically hopeless and he should just wait to die...
He will not treat him with Assistant Teacher Fang!
Song Quwu continued:
"The report from Danlin Academy to the Prison Suppression Department said that you had also been poisoned by poison, but the report from Marquis Wu also said that you and Du Qiuzao were not contaminated with the blood of poison that day, and Du Qiuzao was fine afterwards.
But you were poisoned by the demon blood, what's going on?"
Chen Yanjun did not hide anything and said truthfully:
"I ate the poison from a poisonous mushroom. Someone must have poisoned me secretly."
Song Quwu shook his head and exclaimed:
"If that's the case, you are the first mortal who survived being poisoned by the Prison Department."
"No, if I hadn't been poisoned, maybe I wouldn't have been able to get into the product!"
Chen Yanjun said proudly.
Song Quwu frowned.
"So, you are a sober demon?"
Murong Ye tilted his head and looked at Chen Yanjun with a look of enlightenment.
Chen Yanjun was not timid at all, he looked as usual, talked and laughed freely, and said with an upright attitude:
"This is called the person who saves the evildoers in the world. In troubled times, I am the savior!"
Song Quwu frowned and then shook his head. He always felt that something was wrong and couldn't refute it.
However, Murong Ye stood up and walked over, sat down cross-legged next to Chen Yanjun, patted his shoulder, and continued to nibble on the juicy white pear.
"You want to be the savior, I don't object, but you can't do it for free, you understand!"
"Why do you still take it seriously?"
Chen Yanjun shook his head and smiled, then gnawed on the big, moist pear as if no one else was watching.
The savior and the savior might actually be a fateful pair.
Then, he asked Senior Sister Song a key question:
"How about the demonic blood being transferred into the body of the spiritual beast?"
Song Quwu's eyes narrowed, and it was only now that he talked about the core issue.
"The Prison Suppression Department has always held the view that demonic barrier is a kind of spiritual mutation. Spiritual beasts and strange beasts have simple souls, so it is impossible for them to be infected with demonic barrier."
"However, it's possible to break this law precisely because Gu Fusarium is so special."
Chen Yanjun also nodded. Qiu Zhuo and Murong Ye both mentioned this point one after another.
Song Quwu drew a control diagram casually, like a marionette.
"The Gu wither has humanoid and animal forms. It has not been out of control. Its intelligence is also very high. It seems that someone is controlling the Gu wither behind the scenes."
Chen Yanjun couldn't help but wonder:
"The earliest spirit beasts merged into alien beasts. Could it be that they also relied on the power of poison to grow into various strange combinations without collapse?"
Song Quwu focused his eyes slightly and glanced at Murong Ye, somewhat surprised.
"You are indeed a genius doctor. Although your guess has not been confirmed yet, it is similar to the guesses of the eldest princess or Lord Sizheng..."
"Even the Master of the Imperial Academy and the Chief of the Royal Beast Academy are avoiding talking about this matter. At present, the top power of the Prison Control Department is not as good as that of the Imperial Academy, so they cannot conduct a forced search. Perhaps Chen Detective can go and investigate in the future."
"In short, the first priority right now is to catch Gu Bie!"
After saying that, Song Quwu looked at Murong Ye again.
After all, Lord Bu Zheng had previously sent a message saying that he had encountered Gu Bing, and asked Zheng Ke to check Fang Haiping's background. There was no reason why he didn't catch him.
Murong Ye was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered something, and quickly took out the space bag and released a ball of flesh and blood wrapped in sword energy.
"What's this!"
After eating the snow pears and clapping his hands, Murong Ye said:
"Isn't this the headless Gu you want?"
Song Quwu said in his heart, this is not only headless, but also bodyless...
However, since Mr. Bumasa did it himself, he can understand.
Seeing Gu withered flesh and blood, Song Quwu was quite excited and wanted to study it.
Murong Ye grabbed Song Quwu and quickly said to Chen Yanjun:
"Since you are already my deputy, I will leave this monster to you to study."
"After you study it, hand it over to Sizheng and let the headquarters study it."
"We have to take the initiative in the investigation."
When Chen Yanjun heard this, he always felt that he had gone beyond the rules.
"Isn't this...not good?"
Murong Ye pouted and said:
"What's not good? You are the person involved. You deserve half of the credit for Gu Shui being caught in the end. Of course we have the right to give priority to research."
"The Prison Control Department is very large, with thousands of people. Do you think that everyone is trustworthy?"
Chen Yanjun understood the truth, but this woman had no doubts about a brother-in-law whom she had only met three times...
"All right."
Chen Yanjun took a quick look at the Gu withered flesh and found that there were some things mixed in it.
"An ordinary yellow-level spiritual sword, and there seems to be a fragment of a storage bag..."
Murong Ye was no longer interested.
"You can decide the specific details yourself. You are my deputy now. Unless it is a money-making project, there is no need to report everything to me."
As expected of you... Chen Yanjun had nothing to say.
At this moment, He Bumian came back, walking in a hurry, and said to everyone:
"Master Si Zheng is back and is waiting for you at the Si Building!"
Murong Ye suddenly frowned.
"Didn't we ask Si Zheng to come to us?"
"Forget it, in order to get the bounty as soon as possible, I'd better deign to go to the Silou again!"