"Testing the poison again? Isn't your senior brother no longer a medicine person?" Mu Xiyuan stood up abruptly, Qin Le pulled him slightly in surprise, Mu Xiyuan knew that he lost his temper, and coughed twice in embarrassment. sat down again.
The old village chief glanced at him and said, "It's no wonder that you are angry, our brothers are also very angry with the senior brother. But the master thinks that the senior brother can be a medicine man for five years and not die, it is really a gift. It's better to leave him to try the poison."
"Then can your brother agree?" Qin Le asked.
"I don't know what the master promised him, but the senior brother finally agreed. Sigh! What is the friendship between master and apprentice, how can it be compared to the family relationship between father and son."
"Then what happened to your senior brother?" Qin Le asked.
"At that time, I was very reluctant to let my senior brother go, and I often went to inquire about news. I heard that the solution of the gu was not going well. The seven or eight kinds of gu poison were mixed together. It was very difficult to suppress one and arouse the other. Later, the uncle made a desperate attempt. Use medicine to temporarily control the younger brother, and plan to refine the gu king. Do you know how to refine the gu king?"
I haven't seen it before, but I read it in the small story book, Qin Le hesitantly replied: "Put all the worms in a jar and let them kill each other..."
The old man didn't know what to think, a tremor flashed in his eyes, and nodded: "That's right, but that time uncle was going to train, it was Gu Ren."
"What is... a Gu Ren?" Mu Xiyun's voice trembled.
"It is to lock people and Gu insects together in the mountains to kill each other. In the end, the person who can survive is the Gu person."
People and Gu insects are locked in one place, and the Gu insects fight each other, and the people are also bitten by the Gu insects and go mad, and then they kill each other. In the end, the only remaining survivor merged with the Gu King and did not die, and became a Gu person. Gu Ren is like the King of Hundred Gus. From now on, any poison Gu worm will not tolerate him. His blood can also be used as medicine, which can cure hundreds of Gus and hundreds of poisons.
Mu Xiyun and Qin Le both shuddered at such a terrifying practice.
"Your senior brother..." I don't know who asked the question, and his voice trembled so much that he could hardly hear it.
"I don't know if it's fortunate or unfortunate. After a whole year, the senior brother finally walked out of the Guwang cave. I remember that day our senior brother happened to visit the younger junior brother, and the disciple of the uncle came to report, and the Guwang cave opened. We I was curious and took a look."
The old man closed his eyes, as if he couldn't bear to see the scene back then. "I saw the senior brother come out of the cave, his whole body was full of bruises. The two bloodstains on his back and chest were deep into the bones, and they had already begun to rot and stink. But what was even more frightening was that his eyes were red and his mind was unclear. At that time, he stumbled out and made a "hoho" sound in his mouth, like a wild beast... Uncle Shi used his blood to make an antidote and saved the younger brother. The senior brother lay on the bed for a year, and used it again. It took two years to get back to the way it was before.”
"What happened after that?"
"Later I heard that the senior brother is still staying in the master's sect. The master is grateful to him for saving the younger brother, and promised that he would never let him test medicine and poison again, and even planned to leave the sect to him to inherit. I don't know what happened next. , My family took me away because of the eastward move, and I never saw them again. But I heard that my senior brother was involved in a very bad thing in the end, and the ending was not good. "
The old man shook his head and glanced at the moon. "Oh, it's getting late. It's really a sin to let you young people not sleep and listen to my old man talking about the ancients. Go and rest." The old village chief looked up at the patio and wondered: "Hey, what am I doing here? "Yes?" After turning around again, he clapped his hands and said, "That's right, I'm here to get something."
After he finished speaking, he walked to a pillar and reached out to remove a bamboo basket hanging from it.
The bamboo basket was hanging a little high, and the old man stood on tiptoe and stretched his arms until they could barely touch the bottom of the basket, and the robe slipped off his shoulders.
Mu Xiyun stood up and wanted to help the old man take down the basket. In the bright moonlight, a tattoo appeared on the old man's upper right arm. It was a huge spider with a snake that was connected end to end coiled on the outside.
"This is it?!" Mu Xiyun took two steps forward and took a closer look. It was indeed the pattern!
Hearing this, the old man turned around strangely, the moonlight on his right arm was blocked by the pillar, and the tattoo disappeared without a trace.
"That's... a tattoo from the Valley of Witch Doctors!"
Sixty years ago, in the Valley of Witch Doctors, fifteen-year-old senior brother!
He was talking about the ancient Qingqiao!
Gu Qingqiao is not in a good state at the moment.
Although Tan Shen's spiritual formation was in his body, he couldn't stop his spiritual power from escaping in strands. At the same time, his physical strength was also being lost. Gu Qingqiao was lying in the carriage, swaying but couldn't sleep.
"Hey, profiteer, although I always think I'm amazing, I'm not so arrogant that I should live forever. Come on, while there's nothing else to do now, tell me why you want me to be reborn?"
Zhang Jinjin leaned back against the wall of the carriage, closed his eyes and said, "I thought you would never stop asking me. When you were in Fumo Town, you just woke up, and you probably won't listen to what you say. , I originally planned to go to Nanping, and I will tell you after I get what I need."
"Why does this sound like a threat to me?" Gu Qingqiao laughed.
"Hey, why do you think so?" Zhang Jinjin laughed. "Let me ask you a question first, why are you trying to save that demon child?"
Gu Qingqiao glanced at Zhang Jinjin, "I thought you understood. As a demon, how difficult it is to survive in this world. That child did nothing wrong and should not be treated as a blood sacrifice."
"When he was in Shanhai City, Ajiu sent people to watch you all the time. When you went to save people that night, Ajiu got the news too late, so he had time to contact me urgently. When he went to the beach, Qin Le brought the child back. After Qin Le left, the people from Jinjinge picked up Fenger and his mother and son. I met them when I rushed to Shanhaicheng. The bad boy was red hair, and the color of his eyes was the same. The red one is too conspicuous. This kind of difference makes the villagers particularly fear him. Do you know how to identify the bloodline of the demon by these characteristics?"
Gu Qingqiao shook his head. Demon blood did not bring any advantages to mixed-race children, but the unique appearance made them easily recognizable. They don't have any innate abilities from their bloodline, as the human race guessed, at best, they are stronger and less sick than ordinary children. And this feature makes their lives even more miserable. A hard-working slave is bound to get more hard work and torture.
The first time Gu Qingqiao was called a Demon Seed was when he was six years old.
He has no memory of what his father was like. As long as he can remember, he has lived in the desert with his mother. The yellow sand is long, and everyone in the small oasis has a hard time. But his mother never let Xiaoqingqiao go out more, and only told him that there are bad people outside, so he should stay at home obediently.
My mother goes out very early every day and doesn't come back until it gets dark, bringing back a little food and water. Xiaoqingqiao stayed at home obediently. What he liked most was when the sun was setting, when he heard the soft footsteps of his mother in front of the door. At this moment, when I opened the door and threw myself into my mother's warm arms, I could see her beautiful face and get a tender kiss.
But one day, my mother never came back. The five-year-old Xiaoqingqiao waited in front of the door for three days, but still did not wait for her mother. Whether the miserable woman passed away or died, he was confused and didn't know. Only a few days later, he was kicked out of the rented hut and started a wandering career.
The wandering days lasted for two years. He roamed the streets, picking up food that others didn't want, and competing with wild dogs and other homeless children for food.
That day, he had not eaten for two days. Xiaoqingqiao sat in the corner, his small body curled up, dying. A kind-hearted girl passed by and saw that he was pitiful, she broke off half of the baked naan from her own food and handed it to him.
Xiaoqingqiao was very happy, he hadn't eaten normal food for a long time. That half-baked naan is like the most delicious food in the world. But as soon as the girl left, a group of gangsters on the street surrounded her.
Xiaoqingqiao tried his best to protect the roasted naan in his hands, but he was no match for the punches of the teenagers. He was twisted by two teenagers, and the roasted naan was snatched away by the leading teenager. He was in a hurry, and the blood all over his body rushed to his head. With a burst of force coming from nowhere, he broke free from the boy's restraints, and rushed in front of the lead wanderer, pushed him to the ground, and punched him.
The young man was about to fight back, but after seeing his appearance, he screamed in horror, and quickly fled.
Xiaoqingqiao grabbed the roasted naan and returned to his corner with satisfaction. Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long, and it didn't take long for the homeless boy to arrive with a few adults.
"It's him!" The boy pointed at Xiaoqingqiao and shouted: "When he hit me just now, there was a circle of gold in his eyes, he is a demon!"
Xiaoqingqiao panicked. what gold? What kind of monster? What is he saying? His hands were twisted behind his back by Hu Shang, he struggled desperately, but to no avail.
Xiaoqingqiao was taken back to Hushang's tent, where he was locked up with a few children from the other side. There, he learned that people whose eyes change color are called demons, and they are mixed-race children of humans and demons.
Demons? Is it the father or the mother? Xiaoqingqiao, who doesn't even remember his parents, can't understand how he is different from others, why he became a slave, why he was locked in a cage with other demon children, scolded by passers-by, and picked by businessmen like animals. pick and choose...
And all the demons he saw in his previous life were in the iron cages of desert merchants. Those children, either with different hair colors, or the same as him, have a circle of colors in their eyes, including red, green, and purple.
The fear of the human race towards the demons makes them both fear and disgust when dealing with the mixed-blood demons. With such contempt and hostility, no one will help them trace their origins and find out what their lineage is. Like everyone else, Gu Qingqiao knew nothing about it.
"Indeed, if it is a pure demon body, most of them are tall, hair color and eyes are also pure color, but different from the black hair and black eyes of the Central Plains people, the demons have more colors. The mixed blood demons sometimes directly inherit from the demons. Hair color and eyes, and more, it is the color on the outer circle of the eyes. A red circle like Fenger's means he is from the south of the Demon Domain; and gold like ours is only possible for the royal family in the north of the Demon Domain. have!"
"What did you say? The royal family?" Gu Qingqiao looked unbelievable. "Although I am a lot weaker, my brain is still there. If you want to comfort me, you should find something else to say."
"That's the truth, what did I lie to you for!" Zhang Jinjin glared at him and took out a jade card from his arms. The jade brand is warm and delicate in carving, and it engraves a big tree with prosperous branches and leaves, which looks very valuable.
However, in the eyes of Gu Qingqiao, none of this makes any sense. "Is this a token of your Jinjin Pavilion?" he asked deliberately.
Holding the jade card in Zhang Jinjin's hand, it emits a slight cyan light, the light changes, a small light spot rises from the root of the tree, a leaf on the big tree lights up, and a line of small characters appears on the back of the jade card.
"This is my royal family tree spiritual tool. Every leaf on this tree represents a member of the royal family. When a royal descendant holds this jade card, it will show his rank in the family. I am The eighth prince of the tenth generation, Jiaheru."
Gu Qingqiao looked at the tree lazily, "There are so many people in your family."
Zhang Jinjin put the jade plaque on the small table and pushed it in front of Guqing Bridge. The jade card left his hand and immediately dimmed. "you try?"
Gu Qingqiao hesitated. After experiencing countless hardships for a long time, he never thought that he had a second identity and could be classified into a so-called family. When he was a child, he also sincerely hoped that he could find any relatives in this world, but it was too late. When he was bullied by the vagabonds, when he was locked in an iron cage, sold and given away, when he was tossed around in the hands of countless slave owners and suffered humiliation and torture, where were these people
In the two lifetimes of Gu Qingqiao, there were no such so-called family members. Now he has no place for them in his heart.
With a sarcastic smile, Gu Qingqiao reached out and picked up the jade plaque.
A leaf lights up.
The ninth generation sixth prince Aguluo.