Sang Fei was late. He had only wanted to pretend to be sick to lure Baili Duyue over, but he didn't expect that he was actually poisoned. He was stunned when he heard the words of the doctor, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.
Poison? !
Poison? !
I was actually poisoned? !
Who would poison himself? !
Sang Feiwan thought hard and suddenly remembered that when he and Baili Duyue stole the golden beads of the emperor's concubine's hair crown, they met Duan Yang on the long street. In order to kill him, he followed him secretly, but he was caught by Fu Yuhao.
At that time, Fu Yuhao took him into the hall next door and said something
"I used the poison to hide your cultivation. Now it's almost time. If you take one pill of the medicine in the bottle every ten days, it will last for three months..."
After Fu Yuhao finished speaking, he handed Sang Feiwan a porcelain-white medicine bottle. Sang Feiwan naturally didn't eat it, and threw it into the Xumi brocade bag and never paid any attention to it again. Now that he thought about it, the poison in his body was probably related to Fu Yuhao.
… Grass!!
Sang Feiwan thought about this and silently swallowed the blood in his throat. He buried his face deeply in his palms, his temples throbbing with pain, and he began to regret why he wrote such a thing.
Baili Duyue also had a gloomy expression. He smashed the vases all over the floor with a flick of his sleeve, frightening the servants in the hall. He gritted his teeth and said to the doctor word by word: "No matter what method you use, I must find the antidote, otherwise-"
The rest of the words were not finished, but the cold murderous look in his eyes said it all.
Upon hearing this, the hand that the medical cultivator was stroking his beard trembled in fear, and he almost pulled his beard off. Then he frowned in distress and fell into deep thought: "Although medicine and poison are inseparable and they all have the same effect, this Gu is really strange. I have never seen it before. The White Bone Ghost Realm has always produced poisonous insects and miasma, and the Si family is especially good at practicing with scorpion Gu. The emperor might as well ask the city lord Si Wujiu for help. He may know the source of this Gu."
Sang Feiwan looked at the doctor in surprise, thinking that he thought this old man was so powerful, but after practicing medicine for more than a hundred years, he didn't even know what kind of poison had infected him? !
Baili Duyue's face was solemn. He immediately ordered someone to summon Si Wujiu to the imperial capital. At the same time, he frowned and looked at Sang Feiwan, his eyes unable to hide his worry: "Are you still in pain in your stomach?"
Sang Feiwan: “…”
Sang Feiwan's stomach didn't hurt anymore, but he had a headache. After all, it was not a good feeling to have the skill of a crow's mouth come true on himself. He didn't need to pretend anymore, his face was pale.
He was not afraid of death, but at this moment he didn't know what he was afraid of.
Sang Feiwan finally looked at Baili Duyue. Seeing that he was so anxious that cold sweat broke out on his forehead, he was slow to hold his cold hand. After a long while, he said pitifully: "Then the city lord... the city lord, please don't be angry with me, okay..."
He suddenly found himself caring more about this.
Baili Duyue paused after hearing this, thinking to himself, it's already this hour, why is Sang Feiwan still worried about this. If it's true as Sang Feiwan said, that he is a soul that has taken over another person's body, and the undercover is the original "Sang Feiwan", then wouldn't he have wrongly blamed him
This matter was extremely bizarre, and no one would believe it. But since Sang Feiwan said so, Baili Duyue really believed it...
"How could I be angry with you..."
Baili Duyue saw that Sang Feiwan was poisoned, and he felt that it was even worse than his own poisoning. After saying this, he could not utter another word. He closed his eyes silently, not wanting others to see his red eyes. After a long silence, he finally uttered a word to the palace servant:
"Everyone, step back!"
The palace servants were relieved upon hearing this. They immediately picked up the debris on the ground and left, closing the door gently.
Sang Feiwan saw that Baili Ji Duyue was so sad that the corners of his eyes and the tip of his nose were red. For a moment, he suddenly felt that another kind person had emerged. He raised his hands to hold Baili Duyue's face, exerting a little force to force him to look at him, but he saw that his eyes were full of self-blame, as if he would cry in the next second.
"… "
Sang Feiwan was stunned for a moment when he saw this, and then remained silent for a while. For some reason, he suddenly chuckled without any warning, which seemed particularly abrupt in the silent hall.
Baili Duyue looked at him with red eyes, seemingly not understanding why Sang Feiwan was laughing.
As if to tease him, Sang Feiwan covered his chest with his hands, pretending to be pitiful, and lowered his voice to say aggrievedly: "The city lord wronged me before..."
It would have been better if he didn't say anything. Once he said it, Baili Duyue blamed himself even more. His throat felt sour and he couldn't utter a word. He stared at Sang Feiwan blankly. After a long while, he shed a tear without warning, like a child who had done something wrong: "I..."
Baili Duyue wondered how he could have misunderstood Sang Feiwan, and blamed himself so much that he didn't know what to do: "I... I wrongly blamed you..."
He held Sang Feiwan's hand tightly and admitted his mistake so naively and foolishly. He didn't even doubt the truth behind the matter, let alone whether Sang Feiwan would lie to him.
Seeing this, Sang Feiwan suddenly felt reluctant to tease this person anymore.
Why did I make him cry? Sang Feiwan thought.
If you really like someone, you shouldn't make him cry, and you shouldn't lie to him anymore...
Sang Feiwan said nothing, but stretched out his hand to Baili Duyue, then asked with a smile: "Then City Lord, can you hug me?"
How could Baili Duyue refuse him? Hearing this, she silently hugged Sang Feiwan, and buried her face in his neck, hiding her red eyes from crying. The frosty white hair on her shoulders fell quietly, making her red dress even more rosy, but her heart was as pure as a blank sheet of paper.
The degree of blackening suddenly began to drop slowly and steadily like flowing water, 97, 96, 95... and finally stopped at 50.
The system issued a prompt sound: Ding! Please note that the villain's blackening degree has dropped to 50. Please continue to work hard~
Sang Feiwan hugged Baili Duyue tightly, and the chain on his wrist seemed to bind them tightly together, inseparable. He finally whispered something seriously in her ear, as if making a promise: "I will never lie to you again."
Well, no more lying...
Can't bear to lie.
Since the battle in the dungeon, all the city lords returned to their territories, except Si Wujiu, who liked to refine zombies and was looking for "fresh targets" everywhere, and was still wandering around Zhongzhou. He suddenly received an order from the new emperor, Baili Duyue, and no matter how reluctant he was, he had to enter the palace to pay homage.
After all, he is the only master of the God Realm in the Cloud Realm, so we can't afford to offend him.
Si Wujiu didn't know why Baili Duyue summoned him to the imperial capital, but his guess was that it was to ask for poison and medicine. After all, the ghost domain was famous for its strange poisons, and anyone who wanted to harm others could not avoid this place.
However, he never expected that Baili Duyue summoned him into the palace to save someone.
"Is the Emperor joking?"
Si Wujiu always wore a plain black and white suit, a bamboo hat, and only half of his chin was exposed. He rarely showed his true face, like a damp rainy day. He laughed twice, and the silver bells on his fingertips rang: "The White Bone Ghost Realm only accepts the dead souls, not the living. For matters such as curing diseases and saving lives, the emperor should go to the group of white beards in Baiyao Valley. It has nothing to do with my Ghost Realm."
Baili Duyue had originally stood with his back to him, with his hands behind his back. Upon hearing this, he finally turned around and looked at Si Wujiu. His eyes were expressionless, yet he looked cold and indifferent: "So you don't want to save me?"
Si Wujiu said nothing, tapping lightly with his fingertips. His nails were long and dark blue, as if he was thinking about something: "If I save someone, what will the Emperor give me?"
He was asking for compensation.
Si Wujiu only likes to kill people, and never likes to save people. But he can't beat Baili Duyue, and even the ghost domain is under his control. He can't refuse, so he might as well take the opportunity to gain some benefits.
Baili Duyue stepped down the stairs upon hearing this, and spoke coldly, offering a very generous condition: "If you can rescue the people, you can come and go freely in Wuwang Valley in Zhongzhou. That is the largest medicinal pond in the Cloud Realm, full of poisonous insects and miasma, with a lot of natural treasures. It is three times more poisonous than your ghost realm. Only the emperor can enter it. I will allow you to come and go freely. How about it?"
Si Wujiu's eyes lit up when he heard this. He had been coveting the Feng Shui treasure land of Wuwang Valley for a long time, but unfortunately he had never had the chance to step into it. Baili Duyue's words hit the mark, "Since the Emperor has said so, I have no choice but to obey your orders."
This is a deal that both parties feel is quite a good deal.
Seeing that he agreed, Baili Duyue did not delay any longer and immediately brought Si Wujiu to the back hall. At that time, Sang Feizheng was lying on the bed with a pale face, but this time he was not pretending to be sick, he was really sick. Not long after the medical practitioner came, the poison in his body really broke out, and it seemed that there were millions of insects biting his dantian, and the pain was excruciating.
Sang Feiwan used to wail when he was in pain, but now that it really hurt, he couldn't even scream. He clenched his teeth, sweat dripped down his forehead, and there was a smell of blood in his mouth. In a trance, he saw Baili Duyue bringing in a man wearing a bamboo hat. He looked closely and realized it was Si Wujiu.
Baili Duyue wouldn't want to turn himself into a zombie, right
This unreliable idea suddenly popped up in Sang Feiwan's mind, but he quickly dismissed it. He forced himself to sit up slowly on the bed, his lips were pale, and he looked weak from the inside out.
Seeing this, Si Wujiu laughed twice: "Who did I think the emperor wanted to save? It turned out to be a Taoist partner. Such a beauty, no wonder the emperor feels distressed."
Baili Duyue ignored his sarcastic words and sat on the bed to support Sang Feiwan. While transferring spiritual energy to relieve the pain, he explained in a low voice: "The Si family is good at refining poison. Let him take a look at the poison in your body."
Sang Feiwan had no objection. He thought that he might as well give it a try. He nodded when he heard this.
Si Wujiu stepped forward to treat him. He pinched Sang Feiwan's index finger, scratched the skin with his fingernail, and squeezed hard, and a line of blood appeared on it.
Si Wujiu used this as an excuse to condense his spiritual power into a thin thread, crawling along the wound, slowly probing the poison in Sang Feiwan's body. After an incense stick of time, one of the bells on Si Wujiu's waist suddenly rang as if it was summoned by something, attracting everyone's attention.
Seeing this, Si Wujiu immediately withdrew his magic and held down the small bell on his waist, frowning and saying, "It's the spirit-avoiding Gu!"
Sang Feiwan subconsciously asked: "What is the spirit-avoiding Gu?"
Si Wujiu saw that the bell on his waist stopped ringing, and finally slowly loosened his hand. He laughed twice and explained to Sang Feiwan: "Once the spirit-avoiding Gu is implanted in the body, it will devour the spiritual power in the cultivator's Dantian. It's okay for a year or two, but if time goes on, the Dantian will be damaged and the spiritual power can't be circulated, and the Gu will turn to chewing flesh and blood. This Gu has been in your body for more than three years. Your internal organs must have been severely damaged recently, and your spiritual power has stopped, causing the Gu to move."
Sang Feiwan thought it must have been Fu Yuhao who did it, there was no way he could escape.
Baili Duyue's eyebrows furrowed deeply: "Is there any way to treat it?"
Si Wujiu shook the silver bell in his hand, which was his habitual action: "There is hope. There are two insects in the spirit-avoiding Gu, one male and one female, they live and die together. When the Gu is cast, usually only the male Gu is used. If you want to remove the Gu, just kill the female Gu. Once the female Gu dies, the male Gu will die as well."
It was as if he hadn't said anything, because they had no idea where the female Gu was.
Baili Du Jiyue frowned and asked patiently, "How do we find the female Gu?"
Si Wujiu raised the brim of his hat slightly when he heard this, and looked at Sang Feiwan with an unclear gaze, and said meaningfully: "Then we have to ask the person who cast the poison."
Sang Feiwan noticed Si Wujiu's gaze, paused, and could only bite the bullet and say, "It should be Fu Yuhao."
This sentence can easily arouse outsiders' speculation. Why would Fu Yuhao put a curse on Baili Duyue's Taoist partner for no reason? If he had to do anything, it should be on Baili Duyue.
Si Wujiu really thought too much after hearing this. He raised his eyelids slightly, first looking at the chain on Sang Feiwan's wrist that had not been untied in time, then looking at Baili Duyue who had a gloomy face and said nothing, and the corners of his lips slightly raised, flashing a hint of interest.
I didn't expect that Baili Duyue, who usually looked like he kept strangers away, was actually so good at playing in private, even using the chain. Tsk tsk, you really can't judge a person by his appearance.
When Baili Duyue heard the name "Fuyu Hao", he was inexplicably stunned for a moment, but then he thought again, this matter had nothing to do with Sang Feiwan, after all, it was just a mess left by the original "Sang Feiwan", so he managed to calm down and said in a low voice to comfort Sang Feiwan: "Don't worry, I will definitely find a way to detoxify you."
After saying this, he patted Sang Feiwan's hand, stood up and left with Si Wujiu.
Si Wujiu followed Baili Duyue out of the hall. He thought that the other party would immediately capture Fu Yuhao and interrogate him about the whereabouts of the female Gu. However, he did not expect that Baili Duyue only took two steps and stopped at the steps.
Seeing this, Si Wujiu raised his eyebrows slightly: "Isn't the Emperor going to arrest Fu Yuhao? I heard that his cultivation was abolished by the Emperor and he is now imprisoned in a dungeon. I think it shouldn't be difficult to catch him."
Baili Duyue turned to look at him upon hearing this, but said without any emotion: "He has gone crazy a long time ago."
Fu Yuhao had already gone insane when he learned that he was not Qian Jiangyue's biological son. Later, he was stripped of his cultivation by Baili Duyue and imprisoned in a dungeon. He became more and more inhuman. How could he know the whereabouts of the female Gu
Even if he knew where the female Gu was, why would he be willing to tell Baili Duyue
Fu Yuhao has nothing now. When he learns that Sang Feiwan is trapped by the poison, he will be so happy that he will go crazy and will never tell the whereabouts of the female Gu even if he dies.
And Baili Duyue would never gamble with someone who is at the end of his rope.
Si Wujiu hissed when he heard this and scratched his chin with his pointed nails: "Then this is difficult."
Baili Duyue looked at him with a sharp gaze, narrowing his eyes dangerously: "It's not difficult to do what I want you to do. Think of another way to detoxify. Do you think it's so easy to enter Wuwang Valley?"
Si Wujiu pondered for a moment and said hesitantly, "If there is another way, there is one, but it is a bit roundabout and troublesome. I wonder if the emperor is willing to do it."
After all, Baili Duyue is now an emperor, so he may not go to that extent for his Taoist partner. But judging from his expression, he seems to be very concerned about the man in the hall, so it doesn't hurt to give it a try.
Baili Duyue uttered a word coldly: "Speak!"
Si Wujiu laughed strangely twice, lowered his voice and said ambiguously: "The Emperor is a master in the Heavenly God Realm, he is not afraid of strange poisons. When you are having sex with your Taoist partner, use your spiritual power to draw the poison in his dantian into your body, and then refine it yourself. Over time and with more times, the poison in his body will naturally be cleared."
Baili Duyue suddenly heard the word "happy" and his body froze. He subconsciously asked, "What did you say?"
Si Wujiu thought that what he had just said was too complicated and Baili Duyue didn't understand, so he changed his words to be more concise and to the point: "The Emperor should understand the method of dual cultivation, right?"