"As long as we know that you are still alive, Ye Gonggu will not urge me to work hard to make alchemy! He will not even forbid me to step out of the alchemy room! In the end, he will not make me unbearable and take the children to burn the fire in a rage.
The Ping'an Tower was destroyed! Ten more murders were committed!"
Yeah?
These words made Ye Zhaoling get to know Huang Daochang again. He was completely different from the kind-faced and respected old Taoist priest in his memory.
Ye Zhaoling slowly straightened his back: "Every time the weather cools down and it's about to rain, I always can't sleep all night long and have a splitting headache. You hand me a glass jar filled with
A jar of white capsules, let me take one before going to bed."
"After taking the capsule, my headache symptoms have eased, but I will have nightmares all night long, and I always hear some strange noises..."
Huang Laodao sat down, glanced at Ye Zhaoling, and sighed: "Headache is a crisis signal sent by your brain to stimulate your self-survival after you fall off the cliff, but it has developed an overly strong protection mechanism.
It is not an internal injury or an external trauma, it is a mental trauma, and it cannot be treated with medicine on the external level. It is a three-part poison of medicine. The capsule can numb your brain, which is in a tense state at all times, but taking the medicine for a long time will produce side effects. "
"You give Zhang Yu a medicine bag every week and require me to drink one bowl for three meals a day..."
"Long-term blood drawing has caused you to have severe anemia; frequent peeling of the flesh and blood on your arms has caused abnormal and pathological proliferation of the flesh and blood on your arms. This decoction can replenish your blood and qi, and quickly renew the cells throughout your body.
, prompting your cells to be eliminated from the damaged necrotic cells and accelerating the growth and development of new cells.”
Ye Zhaoling asked softly: "What about the side effects?"
"Once you stop taking the medicine and you are injured, your body's recovery speed will be twenty times slower than that of a normal person. At the same time, because you have been taking medicine for a long time, the cells are frequently updated and iterated under the action of the medicine, which creates a certain pattern within the body, making it difficult to recover in the short term.
Returning to normal, your body will be as fragile as a newborn, and your pain perception will be more intense."
"In short, after you are injured, the wound will break down frequently and cannot heal completely. Unless you take medicine again."
"It's been ten years, and you have already become dependent on it." Huang Laodao looked at her with pity.
"On the night of June 6th, you handed me a small white jade bottle."
"After learning about what happened in the mammy temple, I contacted Zhang Yu and took action after you returned home. That small bottle is called a soul-hunting bottle. Literally, it is a magic weapon that can capture human beings after their physical bodies die.
Soul."
Ye Zhaoling fell into deep thought.
"Actually, you don't need to bear these burdens. I am willing to be honest with you, so I have no intention of killing you again. Zhao Ling, you are a smart boy. I knew that I followed Tang Boyu up the mountain that night and there was something wrong with the person sitting in the white sedan chair.
But I didn't send anyone to capture you. On the one hand, it was too late when I reacted. On the other hand, I already knew in advance that the life of the Ye family on Qingcheng Mountain has expired. I can't do anything except do some things for you.
Nothing can change what you want to do.”
"Even if I didn't do these things, it would still happen according to the destined trajectory. No one can change it. This is fate."
"There are times in life that must come, but there are times in life that don't force you to force them."
Ye Zhaoling recalled the ruins she saw on TV. It was originally her home, but only ruins were left, and everything was burned in the monstrous fire.
People who liked her wanted to kill her; people who respected her didn't care about her life or death, they only cared about whether she left a body; people who loved her also didn't care about her life or death, or even whether she left a body, they just wanted to use her.
She gets what she needs.
Huang Laodao clapped his hands, and four beautiful Ye family girls walked in. The first girl was holding a jade plate with a cup of soup on it, and the second girl was holding a glass jar on the jade plate.
Bottle, filled with white capsules.
The two girls at the back were holding a huge black pot, which contained a big, lively carp, about two meters long. They put it on the table with difficulty.
"Is it wrong for me to send the ten daughters of Ye Gongquan away from the underworld a long time ago? Is it wrong for me to send them away decently in advance? I made elixirs to extend their lives for thirty years! I have exhausted my benevolence and righteousness! No one is worthy of using it.
It’s wrong to judge me on this matter, and you don’t need to feel sad about it.”
"The life of the Ye family is over. No matter how many people are left in the Ye family, they are just useless trash. There is no way to bring the Ye family back to glory."
After Huang Laodao finished speaking, he scooped up a bowl of fish soup from the porcelain basin on the table and fed Mr. Ye to drink it spoon by spoon.
Ye Zhaoling tapped the table gently: "Now that the matter is over, what do you want to do? Huang Daochang."
"The Holy Soul is the responsibility given to the Ye family by the mountain god, ensuring that the Ye family has good weather and prosperity for three hundred years; the mama is the honor that the Ye family begged from the mountain god, protecting the Ye family to dominate the Qingcheng Mountains and achieve an outstanding status.
."
"The holy soul was lost after it was formed, and the Ye family fell. This is the only way."
"But the mountain-holding spiritual master who holds the supreme position on Qingcheng Mountain, Nanny, is still here."
"Now is the best time for her to appear."
Ye Zhaoling looked at him and thought he was ridiculous.
Tang Boyu was the first to understand his intention, and he picked up the bronze order: "Since ancient times, the head of the Ye family has held a bronze order to command the people. In front of the older generation of Qingcheng people who believe in gods, the bronze order represents the power of the gods.
will."
Huang Laodao nodded approvingly: "Yes, seeing the Bronze Order is like seeing the mountain god. We have the Bronze Order, and will appear in front of the people of Qingcheng under the witness of the former ruler of Qingcheng Mountain, Ye Gongquan, to tell them about the mountain god.
The news of his birth can turn the tide and re-establish the Ye family's transcendent status in a completely new way!"
Ye Zhaoling smiled: "You want to tell a big lie and tell the people of Qingcheng that I am the Zhenshan Spirit Master?"
Huang Laodao shook his head: "The people in Qingcheng are ignorant and superstitious, and there are rumors that have been circulating for a long time. You ride in a red sedan to go in and out of Qingcheng Mountain every year. They subconsciously believe that the person sitting in the red sedan will become the female body of the spiritual master of the mountain.
, since there have been such rumors for a long time, why can't we confirm this rumor?"
"A lie that convinces everyone will not be easily broken and can satisfy all their expectations. In the end, it will become the truth."
"In the future, you no longer need to bleed or cut your flesh. No one can restrain you. This huge Qingcheng Mountain will respect you. The descendants of Qingcheng City will all kneel down to worship you, respect you, love you, and treat you as a true god.
, I pray to you every day..."
"What an honor this is!"
The face of Huanglaodao Valley Complex showed a look of longing, as if seeing the bliss of the west.
After wondering for a long time, Huang Laodao put down the silver bowl in his hand. He pointed at the things in the hands of several beauties and smiled kindly: "This is my gift to you. I show my sincerity. Wait.
I hope you accept it completely."
Ye Zhaoling laughed softly, and then the laughter got louder and louder, and finally he almost laughed so hard: "Is this the reason why you secretly shaped your own golden body under the clay body of grandma? Because you yearn for the gods and long for transformation.
A god enshrined in a temple?!"
"No, not entirely, right? I think you are not satisfied with this, otherwise you would not stay in the wealthy Ye family."
"So, you want me to become the incarnation of a god, and control me from behind the scenes, while being proud of the glory of being a god, while continuing to enjoy the material wealth of the world. Right, this is in line with your expectations, isn't it?
?”
"What a good calculation. Taoist priest..."
When he heard "secretly build a golden body", Huang Laodao's face was as dark as water. At this moment, he shouted loudly, punched and smashed the wooden table as if he was stabbed in a sore spot, waved his hand, pinched the glass jar in the air,
And the cup of soup suddenly exploded like a bomb.
"Bang!"
"Time!"
"What do you know!" Huang Daochang shook his head, "I'm so disappointed in you, Ye Zhaoling! I originally thought you were a little different from those ignorant and fearless mortals, but now it seems that you are just as unworthy of me as them.
Show mercy!”
Noisy footsteps gathered outside the hall.
Looking back, I saw densely packed corpses lining up and gathering together, and the smell of blood flowing into the sky flowed in through the draft.
Ye Zhaoling stood up slowly: "I am a free person. Even if I lose everything, even if I have nothing, I will never become a gadget in the hands of some guys who are worse than pigs and dogs."
Huang Laodao laughed angrily and slapped Ye Zhaoling with a palm from the air.
Biting murderous aura came through the air. Ye Zhaoling pulled Tang Boyu to the ground. When he looked up, the aura shattered a piece of solid wood furniture placed on the edge of the living room, causing crackling wood chips to fly everywhere.
Ye Zhaoling did not dare to fight with him up close, so he got up and threw a pot-sized porcelain at Huang Laodao. As a result, the porcelain hit the wall of air within half a meter of him, shattering his bones.
