After the immortal disappeared

When He Lingchuan found the inn and checked in, it was already the end of the ugly period.

Luocang was almost turned upside down by them. The Prunella Vulgaris Warehouse was full of sound and light effects. It would be strange if the people in the town were not awakened.

He Lingchuan took a cold shower to wash away the blood and mud from his body, changed into another set of clothes, and then went to the town office.

Fatty Hei's confession has actually been verified. This was all thanks to General Ling who wasted no time at all and started extracting confessions, no, interrogations on the way back.

As a powerful person, General Ling actually enjoys many privileges, and no one would dare to stop him from being interrogated like this.

The fat man was kicked out of the volute by the skunk during the battle and was captured early. Instead, he escaped being blown to pieces and is still alive and well.

Jiao Yu listened to the trial and confirmed that the fat black man was just an accomplice, and everything was dictated by his superiors and arranged by the boss.

The boss is Wan Song.

But Fatty Hei also made some key confessions. For example, they started doing this free business seven years ago. He was roped in by Wan Song, and Wan Song was roped in by the original captain.

The former captain died of serious injuries while digging out a pig's nest in Yulun Mountain last winter, so Wan Song was naturally promoted to captain.

In the past seven years, they have only been active in the Chiyan border. They have been dispatched nearly 200 times and killed thousands of monsters, big and small.

This was an approximate number, and he couldn't remember the exact number.

The reason why the number is so large is because some monsters are smaller, such as bats, and at least a dozen of them must be killed each time.

"How many thousand?" He Lingchuan still frowned when he heard this number, "Isn't this right? In the Moon Mountain trip alone, more than a hundred pigs were killed."

"That's the later stage." Jiao Yu explained, "In the early stage, they were very careful when hunting monsters, trying to pick big wild monsters, so they only need to hunt one or two each time, and try not to attract official attention."

Safety lasts long.

"That is to say, since last year, the emperor's liquid has arrived, and the number of mountain monsters has greatly increased. The demand for liquid beads has also increased, and then they were ordered to increase hunting."

Otherwise, this matter would not have been exposed.

He Lingchuan finally remembered the business: "Then the messenger of Lingxu City was hunted, what happened?"

"The fat black man confessed that they only thought of it as an ordinary demon bird and killed it to get the pearl. They didn't even know that it was the messenger of Lingxu City!" Jiao Yu sighed rarely, "He cried bitterly in front of us and said that if he could have known it earlier, That's the monster from Lingxu City, who dares to touch it? General Ling just took action to make sure he didn't tell lies."

After speaking, Jiao Yu glanced at General Ling. This impatient guy almost kicked out the fat black man, who probably couldn't tell lies.

He Lingchuan asked curiously: "Didn't the white-shouldered eagle even defend himself before he died?"

After all, he was a bird of prey, so why did he die so painfully?

"The monster assigned to Wan Song is called a snail toad. It can emit colorless and odorless smoke at its prey, causing them to fall asleep unconsciously. Therefore, the white-shouldered eagle was indeed unable to wake up, even to himself. There is no chance to defend myself.”

Thinking of this, Jiao Yu's heart palpitated: "Fortunately, when we set up an ambush in the medicine warehouse, we all had refreshing pills in our mouths. Otherwise, if we woke up after a nap, the murderer would have fled thousands of miles away. Wouldn't it be embarrassing and embarrassing to the family?"

He Lingchuan stroked his chin: "So this is how pigs all die?"

"Most of them were, but a few came back from outside and were not attacked, so a big battle broke out with Wan Song and others." Jiao Yu also interrogated clearly, "They relied on the power of the snail toad, and they still won in the end."

"What's going on with this snail toad?" He Lingchuan was most interested in this. "You asked, right? Tell me."

"As you expected, the monster is a synthetic demon puppet. But Fatty doesn't know who the maker is. He only knows that this thing is a composite of evil ghost toad larvae and snails. Even the shell on its back has a lot of history."

"What's the origin?"

"He doesn't know, he just heard what the former captain said."

"Evil Ghost Toad? Is there that kind of monster in the Chiyan Kingdom?" He Lingchuan had heard of the Evil Ghost Toad. Legend has it that this monster only appears in the countryside during thunderstorms and specializes in ambushing pedestrians along the way.

It has the ability to change color and shape. It often disguises itself as a cave or a house. When pedestrians go in to take shelter from the rain, they throw themselves into the toad's mouth and become a delicious meal for the evil ghost toad.

"No in Chiyan. I heard that there is a family of Evil Ghost Toads in Zeguo, but the seedlings are not prosperous and there are only three heads." Jiao Yu shook his head, "The Evil Ghost Toads are huge in size and have powerful magic power. It is difficult to have heirs nowadays."

The more powerful a creature is, the more difficult it is to reproduce, let alone in such an environment with thin spiritual energy?

He Lingchuan asked curiously: "Where did these people get the evil ghost toad larvae?"

"I don't know, but I guess it has something to do with Zeguo." Jiao Yu murmured, "If this matter spreads, there will be another uproar."

No one will give up if they see their children being made to look like monsters or puppets.

Of course He Lingchuan didn't care about Chi Yan's diplomatic risks. He just muttered: "The larvae of the evil ghost toad...hey, isn't that just a tadpole?"

No wonder the monster looks strange. Isn't it just a tadpole with incomplete transformation (...)?

When tadpoles are born, they have a classic spindle shape. As time goes by, the base of the tail swells and grows front and rear legs. Then the body becomes more and more bulging, and the tail becomes shorter and shorter or even disappears, becoming a frog toad.

Apart from the snail's back shell and tentacles, isn't the image of this demon puppet the intermediate form of a tadpole growing into a toad?

But according to biological laws, this form does not last long and is particularly unstable.

No wonder Dong Rui said that this monster must eat prunella vulgaris regularly. I think he used some method to keep the demon puppet in this form, but the manufacturing process was too hasty at the time and no further debugging was possible.

What will happen if the snail toad doesn't eat Prunella vulgaris for a long time?

Will he turn into a devil toad?

Will that lead to any bad consequences?

He Lingchuan felt that after listening to these confessions, his questions did not decrease, but increased.

"Wan Song's current boss, Mr. Mai, how much does he know?"

General Ling answered: "He has never met Mr. Mai, and Wan Song didn't mention it much. However, Wan Song came back from Baishazhenmian at the end of last year to meet Mr. Mai and said that their group completed the best task and received the reward for it." It’s also the richest.”

Year-end awards? "How much did they take?"

This team originally had six people. The original captain died while hunting pigs last year, and the other two died while poaching He Lingchuan's blue sheep a few days ago, so this time they faced only three people.

"Everyone received seven hundred taels at the end of last year, and an additional one thousand two hundred taels were added as rewards." General Ling said bitterly, "Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to muster up their energy and kill so many monsters this year!"

"That means there are other groups?"

"He couldn't tell the truth."

"Where is Wan Song's temperament?" This was the question he specifically asked Jiao Yu to interrogate.

"He is fierce and cruel, and his subordinates are all afraid of him."

He Lingchuan nodded.

The fat black man had already been hollowed out by these two monsters, and there was no point in asking any more questions. He Lingchuan counted the time and stood up, "Let's go to the medical hall."

At this time, he missed Lingguang very much.

After the midnight battle, Wan Song was sent to the best hospital in Luocang for rescue.

The doctors here have very good medical skills. After working for more than an hour, the wounded man's bleeding stopped and the swelling on his face was basically gone. However, they expressed regret: "The internal organs are too seriously injured and there is no way to save him. We have tried our best." Let him live for another hour at most. Do you want to wake him up now?"

"Wake up." He Lingchuan and others naturally had nothing to regret, "Time is precious."

So the doctors put a sniffing bottle under the wounded man's nose and shook it gently.

Soon, Wan Song woke up from his coma.

When he opened his eyes, he saw He Lingchuan, and then his eyes swept over Jiao Yu, General Ling and other monsters. His confusion gradually turned into sobriety, and then into despair.

"It seems that you are very aware of your situation." He Lingchuan stretched out his legs to grab a chair and sat down. "If you answer me honestly, you will suffer less."

"Why, why did it explode?" Wan Song didn't think about it before and after he fell into coma.

"There are several jars of explosives in the medicine warehouse." He Lingchuan placed it, originally intending to wait for the monster to detonate when it got into the medicine warehouse from the ground.

Unexpectedly, it swallowed the medicine warehouse directly.

Even better, He Lingchuan sent a clone to jump into the guy's mouth, triggering a series of explosions. The power was of course astonishing.

Wan Song raised his head slightly and looked at his legs:

"Can I still be saved?"

He Lingchuan said bluntly: "No more."

"..." When Jiao Yu and other monsters want to come, shouldn't they give him hope at this time and threaten his life?

But He Lingchuan knew that this man came from a Taoist sect and was a desperado who kept his head in his waistband all the time. I'm afraid he had already assessed his injuries, so it might not be easy to deceive him from this.

Wan Song has a hooked nose, high cheekbones and a thin face. At this time, his face was pale and gloomy:

"I'm almost dead, what else do you want to ask from me?"

"Wan Dahu was arrested, and you may have been implicated." He Lingchuan picked up the cup on the table and asked in an approachable manner, "Would you like some water?"

"Yes." Wan Song thought to himself that there was nothing to be afraid of when someone was about to die, so he might as well be carefree.

He Lingchuan fed him water with his own hands, and then continued: "The grandsons of Wan Dahu are still young. Do you want to take them to the underworld?"

"If Wan Xian hadn't confessed me, could you have caught me?" Wan Songman didn't care, "He hurt me, I hurt him, it's even."

He is going to die, why does he care about other people's children?

He Lingchuan smiled: "Okay, very good. Cold-blooded and ruthless, no wonder Mr. Mai feels free to use you."

Wan Xianneng was his biological uncle and his only relative in the world. He could have ignored him even if he had been kind to him in the past. Is Mr. Mai just interested in such precious qualities?

Wan Song rolled his eyes and looked at him without saying a word, but all the contempt was hidden.

He was about to die, what could this man do to him?

Apart from death, who else could he be afraid of?