Taoist Master wants to live forever

Chapter 116 Sacrifice

Wen Lianggong raised his eyebrows. He thought he would have to work hard to get the information, but he didn't expect the other party's answer to be very straightforward, which made him feel a little confused.

The protagonists in that book all have to struggle constantly before they give up.

Wen Lianggong secretly complained a little complicatedly, and continued to ask.

"Why did you attack the Si Mansion?"

The woman replied: "Si Hetian and Taoist Pingyang, the master of Bei Ye City Dao Palace, have joined forces to prepare Bei Ye City as a sacrifice...hiss!!"

The woman gasped in pain. She only moved her body slightly, but she felt severe pain in her limbs that were broken off by Wen Lianggong.

"Can, can you let me go!"

Hearing the woman's plea, Wen Lianggong said noncommittally, "If you give me a satisfactory answer, I will naturally let you go."

Of course, I may remain dissatisfied.

The woman who had no idea of ​​Wen Lianggong's inner thoughts quickly said: "I am Qi Zhen, the daughter of the Wen Zhen Sect's northern leader, the Altar Dufa Zhenren. Our Wen Zhen Sect's secret agent in Beiye City sent a message that Wei Tianlong, the Emperor of the Wei Dynasty, has chosen The city of Beiye in the northern border was built as a city for sacrifices.

After we got the news, the Wenzhen Sect Beijing Altar took action and plotted a plan. Now the key figure in charge, Si Hetian, has been killed! "

Qi Zhen said more and more excitedly: "We saved a whole city of people! Do you know how many people live permanently in Beiye City? 400,000. There are 400,000. Including the refugees gathered around, the total is more than 500,000. Five hundred thousand people!”

The entire Beiye City is an important city and border fortress in the north. It is expanded and built every year. It is not only a military center in the north, but also a commercial center. It borders Daqi, and there are all kinds of treasures coming from the south to the north. Although the people at the bottom are still poor.

But there are also a very large number of families in the middle class and above.

Nowadays, there are a large number of merchants traveling from north to south, and the population flows extremely frequently. Under the instructions of Beiye City, only people are allowed to enter but not to leave.

After so many days, the population of Beiye City began to rise rapidly.

I'm afraid it's more than half a million.

"Sacrifice? What do you mean?"

Wen Lianggong narrowed his eyes and asked.

Seeing Wen Lianggong's indifferent expression, Qi Zhen also calmed down.

"Sacrifice a city, win the favor of heaven, appease the gods, and conquer the demons! This is called a sacrifice."

Even though Wen Lianggong had a game-playing mentality, he couldn't help but change his expression when he heard this information, and said in a deep voice: "You mean, the imperial court wants to massacre the entire Beiye City and sacrifice their lives to lead to With the blessing of heaven, won the praise of the gods, and with the power of heaven, can we destroy the evil spirits in the Wei Dynasty?"

Qi Zhen nodded slightly, her face full of indifference: "The Emperor of the Wei Dynasty only knew how to sacrifice souls continuously in exchange for short-term peace throughout the Wei Dynasty. In the past, it evolved from tens of thousands, once every ten years, to once every eight years, once every five years, to Now it is almost happening once a year, and sacrificing living beings is even more insane. It is simply unworthy of a human being, and the country will be destroyed sooner or later!"

Wen Lianggong pondered for a while and then said, "How do I know whether what you said is true or false?"

Qi Zhen's head, which had been raised, lay down at this moment, and responded: "If Si Hetian dies, then the master of the Dao Palace, Pingyang Zhenren, will personally die and join forces with Marshal Dingyuan of the Prefecture to hold a ceremony. When the time comes, you You should be able to see the clues.”

Speaking of this, Qi Zhen couldn't help but said angrily: "Hundreds of thousands of people were just slaughtered like animals. The life of Wei Emperor Wei Tianlong is his life, but the lives of hundreds of thousands of people are not. ?!”

"You said that you are the daughter of the real person in charge of the altar of Wenzhen Sect BJ. As the daughter of the altar, would you let you do such a dangerous thing?"

"We are all brothers and sisters in Wen Zhen Sect. They help each other and treat everyone equally. As the son of the leader, I should take the lead. Otherwise, how can I lead Wen Zhen Sect?"

Seeing Qi Zhen's proud and generous attitude of dying, Wen Lianggong stepped forward and said, "It seems you want to die?" "Of course not!" The tense expression on Qi Zhen's face suddenly relaxed, and she said hurriedly: "I'm not afraid of death, I'm just afraid of a meaningless death! I have more important things to do! Please let me go!"

When he heard this sentence, Wen Lianggong's heart was really touched. He seemed to see the real world from Qi Zhen's face, and the passion of those ancestors who strived for reform and revolution a hundred years ago in his previous life.

Even in the real world of this life, it experienced great changes a hundred years ago. Countless martyrs sacrificed their lives generously and enlightened the people's wisdom, turning the feudal emperor society into the constitutional monarchy it is today.

"madness."

This world is not like the real world. This Beiye City may just be repeating the tragedy of the past.

After pondering for a long time, Wen Lianggong knelt down and stretched out his hand to reconnect Qi Zhen's broken limbs.

"Your bones are broken. I'm afraid it will take some time to grow back."

Qi Zhen said nothing, just squirmed the muscles on her body, pulled the bones, and then stood up like a normal person as if nothing had happened.

Wen Lianggong looked carefully and realized that the muscles all over Qi Zhen's body were bulging, swollen with blood, and his explosive muscles were no worse than those of men who had been working out all year round.

"It doesn't matter. I'm already in high spirits. It only takes two or three days to recover and I'll be back to my original state."

Wen Lianggong quietly took out a pill from his arms and handed it to Qi Zhen. Facing the other party's doubtful eyes, he said calmly.

"You have to understand that I don't believe you. Eat it and we still have a chance to continue the conversation."

Qi Zhen looked slightly stagnant: "What is this?"

"I found it from the Secretary's warehouse. The bottle is called Sanming Powder. Although I don't know why it is a pill when poured out, I read the instructions and found that if there is no antidote, three lives will be lost in three days. It is a unique chronic poison."

As he said that, Wen Lianggong took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms. He found it when he was searching the warehouse. He thought it was useless, but he didn't expect it to come in handy this time.

He shook the small porcelain bottle: "This is the antidote. If I do what you said in three days, then I will give you the antidote."

Qi Zhen looked hesitant and was about to say something when she saw a fierce look in Wen Lianggong's eyes. She was so excited that she took it and swallowed it in one gulp without hesitation.

Then she rubbed it hard in secret, and found that the pill melted quickly, and the scattered medicinal power was like maggots attached to the bones, contaminating her flesh and blood, but there was no response despite the strength.

This is true, and it is also a highly toxic poison. If there is no antidote, you will definitely die!

"how does it feel?"

Seeing Wen Lianggong looking at her with concern, Qi Zhen opened her mouth with bitterness, trying her best to control her facial expression and reveal a smile.

"I think it's okay."

Hearing this, Wen Lianggong couldn't help but take out a piece of loose life again and hand it in front of Qi Zhen.

"Maybe the medicine is not effective enough. Take another pill."

"..."

After confirming that the pill was effective, Wen Lianggong felt slightly relieved. He glanced at the small porcelain bottle in his hand and took it back into his arms under Qi Zhen's eager eyes.

(It’s started, it’s started, I’m getting excited!)

(End of this chapter)