With his thoughts on his mind, Ye Jiu, who was about to sneak into Ye's house just ten minutes away, was knocked unconscious by a sap and put in a sack. He didn't even have time to hum.
A basin of cold water was poured down and Ye Jiu woke up.
Her hands and feet were not tied, but the back of her head hurt terribly. She got up and looked around. It was either a small dark room or a normal study room. There was a man sitting at the desk next to the window.
He was holding something familiar in his hand.
"Zhang Yu?! Why did you tie me up? Are you sick? Give me back the gourd!"
Zhang Yu didn't even lift his eyelids. He played with the jade gourd with his slender fingers and said in a cold voice: "Do you know what this thing is?"
Ye Jiu looked at him with fear: "Isn't it just a spiritual weapon? You don't care about this thing! There is no need to snatch it from me, right?"
"Do you know what it does?"
"It's just a slightly valuable spiritual weapon. Besides selling it for money, what else can it do?"
"It can protect Ye Zhaoling's physical body from decay and her soul from dispersing, making her just like ordinary people."
Ye Jiu then remembered that last night, she personally verified the rumors from ten years ago. After watching Ye Zhaoling sleep soundly, she got up to confirm whether she had a heartbeat.
The fact surprised her.
There is no heartbeat in the chest and no beating in the carotid artery can be felt.
After looking inside, there is only a mist covering the heart...
Ye Zhaoling, she really has no heart.
Ordinary people without a heart will definitely die!
But not only was Ye Zhaoling not dead, he was even no different from a normal person. If something went wrong, there must be a monster, so she decided in her heart that this must be Huang Sanmao's fault!
Huang Sanmao's face immediately popped into her mind.
He must have taken out Ye Zhaoling's heart! He also used evil magic to disguise her like a normal person!
Looking at Zhang Yu now, Ye Jiu felt hesitant in his heart. Zhang Yu, Huang Sanmao, and Ye Gongquan were working together, but each of them had their own purpose.
This can be seen from the big news in the Ye family yesterday at noon on June 7th - the army was mobilized and 4,000 people were sent down the mountain in a hurry to look for something!
Someone must have succeeded on the night of June 6th.
Unsurprisingly, the person is Zhang Yu!
After all, apart from the elixir, the only secret treasure worthy of the Ye family's war is the holy soul!
But even Huang Sanmao didn't know the secret of this holy soul, so how did Zhang Yu learn about it?
Ye Gongquan suffered a great loss from offending the Holy Soul. He would never take the matter of the Holy Soul lightly and trust anyone. Therefore, it was impossible for Zhang Yu to find a breakthrough from him.
Tsk, all the roads were blocked, but he could still succeed. This guy really has great powers!
"It's really unlucky that Ye Zhaoling put you on the spot." Ye Jiu sat on the ground and broke jars.
Leaving aside the holy soul and the elixir, Zhang Yu knew more or less what Huang Sanmao did, and Ye Gongquan was the one who was kept in the dark.
Just say that Huang Sanmao wanted to use Ye Zhaoling's flesh and blood to make elixirs, and even gave Ye Zhaoling a soul-hunting bottle in advance. He couldn't have given the gourd to Ye Zhaoling, otherwise it would be contradictory; it could only have been given by Zhang Yu.
Ye Zhaoling, didn't Zhang Yu always help Huang Sanmao?
Why did he give Ye Zhaoling a spiritual weapon that could resist the soul hunting bottle?
Did he want to go it alone behind Huang Sanmao’s back?
"You don't want to use Ye Zhaoling to make elixirs, do you? I tell you, don't have any wishful thinking! She is just an ordinary stupid woman! The life-extending elixir that Huang Sanmao made with her flesh and blood is just a cover!
If you use human flesh and blood to make elixirs, you can only make poison elixirs that can eat dead people!"
Zhang Yu raised his hand, and a wave of energy passed by. Ye Jiu choked and closed his chattering lips.
"Miss Ye Jiu, I didn't invite you here to listen to your nonsense."
"Then what do you want to do?"
"I want to make a deal with you."
Ye Jiu said nothing.
"As one of the parties involved, you must know very well that ten years ago, Ye Zhaoling was not the only outsider who had an accident; and you were the other one."
"But what's different from her is that Ye Zhaoling is still Ye Zhaoling now, and 'you' is not you."
"Miss Ye Jiu, do you think you can get out? It's Ye Jiu who can get out, not you."
Ye Jiu stared at him, his heart skipped a beat, then he lowered his head and thought about it for an unknown amount of time.
She raised her head again and smiled strangely: "I don't deal with people."
Suddenly, the study room shook. The papers on the desk moved automatically without any wind, and the sound of brushing could be heard endlessly.
A stack of folded bronzing booklets appeared out of thin air in front of Ye Jiu's eyes.
Ye Jiu was startled when she saw the big words on the cover, but she didn't dare to take it.
Pass! It’s actually a pass!
He asked in a hoarse voice: "Who are you?"
Zhang Yu put the gourd in his hand on the desk: "You don't need to know, it's a pleasure to cooperate. Remember to return the gourd to its original owner."
After saying that, he left the study.
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Ye Zhaoling could never figure out that this guy named "Han Gao" was an old acquaintance of hers.
But it wasn't that she didn't have any guesses in her mind.
"It can't be that guy Zhang Yu, right?"
Ye Ba patted her shoulder and said to Tang Boyu: "Look, I think this child is not stupid enough yet."
Ye Zhaoling thought of that guy and immediately became a little impatient. He pushed Ye Ba and said, "Let's talk while we walk. It's getting late."
Ye Ba looked at his watch and said casually: "Hey, I've never seen you in such a hurry. What's wrong? Do you have an appointment with someone else after coming down the mountain? Are you in a hurry to part ways with old friends like us?"
Ye Zhaoling held her stomach: "What are you talking about? I ate too much, you don't want me to be inconvenienced on a hillside that can't cover people, do you? Besides, who of you brought paper? I didn't bring any paper
!”
Ye Ba was speechless: "Why should I bring paper...you are such a damn talent."
Tang Boyu coughed: "Well, I didn't bring it with me either. But we still have ten minutes to go down the mountain. After we go down the mountain, the mobile phone will have signal. Do you need me to call a taxi for you?"
Ye Ba rolled his eyes: "When you call her a car to go to the hotel, you have to see if she has a certificate, right? She is penniless now and can't even afford a room! I'd better arrange it for her. After all, my family is
A hotel owner."
Ye Zhaoling ran very fast, looking at the two slow-moving people behind him, muttering and jumping anxiously towards them from a distance: "Hurry up! Hurry up! If we don't hurry up, there will be another attack on Qingcheng Mountain.
One more sad person!”
Half an hour later, Ye Zhaoling came out of the public toilet feeling refreshed.
She shook off the water on her hands and picked up her basket. She had already eaten all the food in it, leaving only a mahogany box.
Ye Zhaoling took out the small black box from the mahogany box, handed it to Tang Boyu, and asked him to help open it.
Ye Zhaoling believed that a carpenter who made coffins would also be good at opening boxes.
"If it doesn't work, forget it!" Ye Zhaoling waved to Tang Boyu who was leaving and shouted.
A red Lamborghini sped by.
The car window rolled down, revealing Ye Ba's face. She looked at Ye Zhaoling with disgust and complained.
"What's that expression on your face! Don't want to get in the car, so don't do it!"
Ye Zhaoling quickly opened the car door and got into the back seat. Ye Ba asked the driver to drive, but he poked Ye Zhaoling's forehead with his hand.
Ye Zhaoling quickly ducked away.
"I look like I admire the rich woman! Don't push me, don't push me! I didn't say I wouldn't sit down! Lamborghini! How much does it cost?"
Ye Ba beats three with one hand and six with one hand.
"Oh my god! 360! I don't eat or drink and sell cooking cakes. It would take me more than 9,800 years to afford one!"
Ye Ba took out a makeup mirror and a powder puff from his bag, applied powder on his face carefully, then took out a lipstick, applied the lipstick in front of the mirror, smiled with satisfaction, and looked at Ye Zhaoling.
With a bumpkin-like face: "You, the eldest lady of the Ye family, don't belittle yourself! Are you really stupid or are you pretending to be stupid? The jade wishful gourd you usually wear can buy ten cars like mine!"
Ye Zhaoling counted on his fingers as expected, with an excited look on his face, "Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, black, white, and gray, there is one for every color??? I can summon the dragon! Hahahaha!"
Not long after being silly and happy, Ye Zhaoling suddenly turned pale and screamed: "Ah!"
Ye Ba was startled: "What's wrong? What disease do you have?"
Ye Zhaoling felt like there were fleas all over his body. He touched it here and there, and finally said with a sad face: "It's gone! It's gone! My sky-high price gourd! Ahhh! The little gourd that brought me to the pinnacle of my life is gone! Ahhh.
Ah!”
Ye Ba shook his head. After all, there was a sad person in Qingcheng whose dreams were shattered.
