The days when I was working in the West Factory

Chapter 455 Heavenly Medicine
"Is this Hangzhou Mansion?"

Looking at the blood-red ocean in front of them, everyone's eyes widened unavoidably.

They heard that Hangzhou Mansion had turned into a swamp country before, although they were surprised, they didn't have any specific concept.

But when Zhao Yuyujian brought everyone to Hangzhou Mansion, he was stunned by the sight in front of him.

Where is Wang Yang, it is simply a sea of ​​blood!

What surged below was not a huge flood, but a sea of ​​scarlet blood.

"Thousand Demon Blood Tears..."

Looking at the sea of ​​blood surging below, Zhao Yu whispered to himself.

Unexpectedly, everything was exactly the same as the memory in my mind.

It's just that looking around now, it's all red, and you can't see a trace of the original appearance of Hangzhou Mansion, let alone Leifeng Pagoda.

And Zhao Yu knew in his heart that only by placing the divine stone between the dark river and Qianmo Xuelei could the two be completely separated.

The most obvious sign between the two is the Leifeng Pagoda on the side of the West Lake Broken Bridge!

"Leifeng Pagoda?"

Bu Jingyun frowned slightly, then raised his head subconsciously, looking at the scorching sun in midair.

After hearing Zhao Yu's words, the others were at a loss.

At a glance, there are huge scarlet waves, where is there any trace of a building?

Finding a collapsed pagoda here is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

Time passed by minute by minute.

That is Zhao Yu, supported by Yuanji Moke, his internal strength is almost endless, but according to the terrifying consumption of the Feixian realm, our group has already fallen headlong.

Zhao Yuyujian swept across the sea of ​​blood, searching from morning to evening, but there was still no clue.

"This direction..."

Just when Zhao Yu was feeling restless, Leifeng Pagoda, who had been silent all the time, spoke enthusiastically.

Looking along the fingers of the Leifeng Pagoda, it is the direction of Jin Wuxi Chui.

Everyone else felt a little inexplicable, but Zhao Yu didn't hesitate at all, and walked slowly in the direction pointed by Leifeng Pagoda.

Before a stick of incense, everyone finally discovered the clue.

Among the huge waves of the sea of ​​blood above, there is no water surface that protrudes like a spring.

"The source of the devil!"

Zhao Yu saw that this was the blood that kept coming out, and understood that we had finally found the right place.

It's just that I'm a little curious, how did Leifeng Pagoda guess it?
"Huojiazhuang is in Hangzhou Mansion..."

When Jiao Xin asked, Leifeng Pagoda spoke up first.

However, Jiao Xin pouted.

Even people who live in Hangzhou all the year round probably know where the West Lake is.

But the evildoer behind his eyes could find the right place just by relying on the direction of the setting sun.

Or say that someone is the protagonist!
Zhao Yu hurriedly stretched out his hand, and the divine stone shrouded in white light appeared in Zhao Yu's palm.

He gritted his teeth and became cruel.

Zhao Yu threw the sacred stone in his hand towards the spring as if he had cut his flesh.

When the divine stone fell straight up and touched the sea of ​​blood, the white glow around the divine stone instantly diffused.

This line of blood sea was pushed in by the white light emitted by the divine stone, and as the divine stone fell, the seven-week blood sea also sucked water like a long whale, pouring back upwards.

"The creation of heaven and earth is unimaginable..."

Seeing the sea of ​​blood pouring into the sacred stone, Jian Chen couldn't help but exclaim.

Not to mention Jian Chen, even Zhao Yu, who claimed to have seen the world, consciously narrowed his eyes.

……

The flood in Hangzhou Prefecture has been eliminated, but it will take some time for the sea of ​​blood to flow back.

Even if the sea of ​​blood dissipated, it would only take a year or two to restore Hangzhou Mansion to the level of prosperity it will have in the future.

Jiao Xin and his party headed straight for the capital before leaving the Hangzhou mansion.

At this moment, Jiao Xin can't wait to see what the situation of the Military Division in charge of Ah Fa is like.

Even the simple seven-thrust rocket launcher has been fiddled with, and Mr. Ah Fa must have hidden some terrifying private goods!
When the group walked halfway, Qiha, who was secretly sent out by Zhao Yu, also appeared.

"Get something?"

Zhao Yu looked at the dusty Qiha and asked with a smile.

"Come on!"

Qiha grinned, and then took out two huge sheepskin wine pouches from his bosom.

Zhao Yu weighed it in his hand, then put it in his arms with satisfaction.Then he asked Qiha loudly, "Did you finish what you asked him to do?"

"Worry, there is only half a drop in the world besides the two water bags in his hand!"

Qiha patted his chest and replied hesitantly.

Hearing this, Zhao Yuna nodded.

At night, before everyone rests, Zhao Yu drags Meng into my room.

"Your...Young Master, then..."

Looking at Zhao Yu with a stern face, Meng Meng is such a yellow-flowered girl, more or less helpless.

You all thought that Jiao Xin would be interested in coming today.

"Hush, speak louder, it's good to be heard by others."

Zhao Yu didn't seem to notice the shyness under Meng's face, instead he said loudly to Meng like a thief.

The more Meng listened, the more appropriate the guy's tone seemed.

But... If Zhao Yu wanted to do bad things, why did he have to choose that?
Could it be because of the good Feng Shui of the inn?

Just when Meng was thinking wildly, Zhao Yu stretched out his hand, and a sheepskin wine pouch suddenly appeared in his hand.

The thing Meng recognized was exactly what Qiha brought to Zhao Yu today.

"Bring me a cup."

Jiao Xin carefully peeled off the skin bag, and a pungent smell burst out.

Zhao Yu, who was prepared or not, was almost fainted by the smoke.

"Then, what's the smell?!"

Zhao Yu held his breath and stared at the wine bag in his hand with some frowns.

"That……"

On the contrary, it was a dream. The hand holding the cup trembled slightly, and then he sniffed, with a look of shock on his face.

"Young master, he poured out the contents of the skin bag, come and take a look."

After Meng took a step, he put the teacup in his hand under the table, Zhao Yu, holding his breath, carefully poured out some of the white viscous liquid in the skin pouch.

"Qiha, that bear thing, don't you just take the wrong thing?"

Looking at the viscous substance exuding a pungent smell, Zhao Yu once believed that the shriveled boy Qiha had made a mistake!
Meng put on the silver silk gloves, stretched out her finger and heavily dipped a little of the contents in the cup, put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed heavily.

"Young master, that... that is..."

Wei Wei took a sniff at the dream, turned her head to look at Jiao Xin in shock, and said two words.

"Heavenly medicine?!"

Heavenly medicine?

Zhao Yu frowned, and then thought about it carefully in his mind. It seems that it was recorded in the book, and that thing was called Tianyaolai from then on.

"This should be wrong!"

Hearing Meng's shocked question, the look of disgust on Zhao Yu's face faded away.

The disgusting thing in front of his eyes was exactly the fetish that Zhao Yu asked Baitong to find, and then asked Qiha to secretly get it.

The dream called it Heavenly Medicine, but in Zhao Yu's memory, the place where it was loaded was called 'Yasha Pond'!
(End of this chapter)