As soon as he entered the main hall, a rotting corpse smell came upon his face. Wang Lin was startled. The smell made him feel very familiar. He immediately stepped back and stared at the woman on the bed, carefully looking at her neck, hands, and feet.
The purple-red round erythema forms a symmetrical part on the woman's body surface.
The moment he saw the purple-red round spots, Wang Lin couldn't help but a picture emerged in his mind—a land of corpses. Every corpse had purple-red round spots. The black-clothed man was squatting on the ground. After flipping on it, he sometimes pondered, and sometimes took out some herbal preparations!
The picture disappeared, and a sharp pain immediately came out of Wang Lin's brain. His expression changed, he was sweating coldly, and some information appeared in his mind.
Corpse flower poison! This must be corpse flower poison, and it has already developed into the second phase.
Wang Lin's expression was seen by the woman, and the woman sneered: "I'm scared."
The memory of the corpse flower poison in his mind made him deeply aware that the second phase of the corpse flower poison was the most contagious period. Wang Lin looked at the woman, indecisive, and suddenly smiled.
The woman’s eyes were getting colder and colder, and she said: "You have a lot of courage. When other minions see me, they are all afraid to die. You are the first person to laugh, but it doesn’t matter. Your fate will be different. They are the same."
Wang Lin smiled lightly, pulled the chair aside, and sat down.
The woman was taken aback, apparently she didn't expect that Wang Lin would dare to sit down in front of her, and said coldly: "It seems that you are not only courageous, but also..."
"You ask a man to wait for the bed, do you think that you can spread your disease to others and treat the disease in this way?" Wang Lin interrupted the woman, his eyes pierced.
Murderous intent appeared in the woman's eyes, she sat up and said sharply, "Who told you?"
Wang Lin looked complacent and said, "If you do this, not only will it not cure the disease, but it will get worse and worse."
The woman stared at Wang Lin and said gloomily: "No matter who told you, it doesn't matter if you know it, let you feel this mandala disease yourself."
Wang Lin did not speak, but looked at the woman calmly, carefully noticing that the moment she got up, she frowned slightly.
As the understanding of the corpse flower poison in his memory became clearer, he said: "Your hands and feet have round erythema. If I am not mistaken, your whole body is already numb, and the pain is unbearable every time you move, even now The hair has begun to fall off slowly, and the mouth is even more damaged. In addition, the bones of the whole body are sour and soft, and the eyes are slightly blurred. Am I right?"
At this time, the woman's expression had changed from gloomy to shocked, her breathing became rapid, and many of what Wang Lin just said had become reality. She hadn't told anyone about the pain in the body, so it was impossible for anyone to know about these things.
It is necessary to know that Datura disease is extremely rare in the Mother Emperor Continent, and few people can know the specific circumstances of the disease.
"You... How did you know?" The woman's voice was already trembling.
"Datura disease is divided into three stages. If it reaches the third stage, there is only one dead end." Wang Lin looked at the woman and said calmly: "You are lucky. I met me in the second stage. I will treat this Datura disease."
The woman took a deep breath, reluctantly sat upright, and said: "This mandala disease is a mortal disease. Why can you be sure to treat it?"
"If you die, you will die within a year!" Wang Lin looked at the woman with a flat expression.
The woman was silent. After a long time, she pursed her red lips and said: "Okay, I can let you heal, but if you lie to me, I must..."
"Treatment requires a price." Wang Lin chuckled and interrupted the woman again.
"What do you want? Wealth? Free identity certificate? Top-level practice? You said." The woman's eyes showed disdain.
"Proof of free identity, an absolutely quiet and undisturbed residence, practice exercises... Or, give me a set of top-level practice exercises, and you can guarantee my safety after you recover." Wang Lin knew that it would be impossible for him in a short time. Leaving here, the most important thing right now is to live and become stronger.
"Yes, but how do I know if you are deceiving me? If you are really sure to treat my disease, you can take this pill. The day you recover, I will give you the antidote. Granny Wang will stop him." The woman sneered and took out a sandalwood box from the side.
A sigh came from behind Wang Lin, and then a wave of cold energy entered Wang Lin's body. In an instant, his body was imprisoned, and all parts of him were stiff except for his mouth.
"Young man, you should take this pill. My old lady is too old and doesn’t want to use the technique of refining the soul. You should have heard of the technique of refining the soul. Once you succeed, you will become a living dead who obeys." A hoarse voice sounded behind Wang Lin, and this grandmother Wang was the old woman.
Wang Lin chuckled and said, "Okay, I'll eat." After speaking, his body immediately resumed movement, and moved a little numb hands and feet. Without a word, he reached out and took the sandalwood box.
Use two fingers to gently pinch out the pills in the box. In front of the other party, without looking at him, he took it directly into his mouth and swallowed it. Wang Lin said, "The treatment time for mandala disease is slow. I need two years. I will give you one every month. Good medicine, you will be cured in two years."
In fact, the treatment of the corpse flower poison was not as slow as Wang Lin said. In Wang Lin’s memory, he was confident that he would cure the disease within three months. He said that it would only be obtained for himself in two years. Enough time.
He didn't believe that a woman would keep her promise and ensure her safety after healed. One month of thinking let him know that only by controlling his destiny is the safest thing.
In a quiet other courtyard at the southernmost point of the mansion, Wang Lin was sitting in the courtyard. All the people nearby had been arranged to leave. Now there was no one but him.
It was getting late at this time, and in front of Wang Lin, apart from a strange rectangular luminous body that played the role of lighting, two things were placed. One is his free identity certificate, and the other is a book made of yellow silk cloth.
Looking at these two things, Wang Lin pondered.
Everything I have now has a great relationship with the crystal dug from the prison island. While the crystal brings me some inexplicable memory fragments, it also gradually changes my personality and behavior.
It can even be said that this crystal has given him new life, and the most important thing at the moment is to live. In order to survive, you must become stronger! Wang Lin showed firmness in his eyes. He picked up the Huangjuan book and opened it. He couldn't help frowning. There was no recognition of the handwriting on it.
Fortunately, in addition to the handwriting, there are many pictures of the human body, but the red, green, and green curves in this picture give Wang Lin a headache.
Putting down the book donation, Wang Lin smiled bitterly. It seems that the first thing he needs to do now is to learn to read.
Back in the room, Wang Lin threw the tea cup on the table to the ground, picked up a larger fragment and lay on the bed, only to find that he couldn't sleep at all. Although he is not worried about disappearing like other similar ones, there is still something very strange. A strong sense of crisis lingers in my heart.
If I took a wrong step in the third lady's room, I was afraid that the body would be completely cold now.
From the moment he came to Zifu, he fell into a dead end. Wang Lin believed that he would not be able to escape this dead end when he was replaced by someone else. He would inevitably step into the bed of forced servants and be killed after contracting mandala. fate.
Those companions before him are examples of blood sparkling!
So, when he found out that he actually recognized that Datura disease was corpse flower poison and could be treated, he smiled because he knew that he had solved the deadlock.
In fact, when the third lady asked him to take poison, there was no need for Granny Wang to do it. Wang Lin knew his situation very well. He would not hesitate to take the poison in exchange for his two-year preparation time. He believed that two years later All this will completely change.
In a daze, Wang Lin finally fell asleep. He didn't take off his clothes, and he held the fragments of the teacup tightly in his hands, which was considered a weapon to him.
After a night’s rest, Wang Lin got up early the next day and washed him. He looked at himself in the mirror. The person in the mirror was very ordinary, with a slightly dark face and rough skin. He looked confused and looked confused. .
How will I survive in the future? Making yourself stronger is the only choice, you must become stronger!
But the most important thing at the moment is to look for medicinal materials to treat corpse flower poison. He was going to go out and take a look, to get a good understanding of this strange world, and as soon as he walked out of the other courtyard, Wang Lin saw two female guards in armor standing at the door.
One of them looked at Wang Lin with disdain, and said, "You can't leave here without the permission of the third lady."
The corner of Wang Lin's mouth curled up, he sneered in his heart, and said nonchalantly: "You go and tell Miss San that I'm going to buy medicine, and also call Chunlan so that she can prepare enough money." After that, Wang Lin turned around. Walked into the other courtyard, sat on the stone chair in the courtyard, and continued to read the book donation that recorded the practice.
The guard was taken aback, hesitated, winked at the other guard, and then hurried away.
After a while, the guard came back, Chunlan following her. Chunlan looked at Wang Lin in amazement, wondering why the other man was not killed the next day like other men in the past, but she understood that you must not ask about things you shouldn’t know, so she said: "Miss San gave it. I am 1,000 crystal coins, what medicine do you have to buy?" After speaking, she suddenly noticed a piece of black paper on the stone table in the yard with a look of surprise on her face. She recognized that it was proof of free identity. !
Wang Lin closed the book to donate, smiled slightly, and said, "First, take me to the place where medicinal materials are sold."