Destiny is ashes

Chapter 21 Blood Pill Medicine

An Jing was of course suspicious of the mysterious voice. Although the other party helped him, maybe he had other intentions?
But now that things have come to this, he has no room to doubt the other party. At this fork in the road, An Jing has to either not trust the other party or obey the Demon Cult.

This is a good choice.

[Hmm...it seems you are very clear about it.]

After hearing An Jing's frank statement, the mysterious voice paused for a moment before saying, "Since you know you have been discovered, why are you still so calm? This is not something Su Hui can explain."

"He wants me to go."

Even though his wisdom was easily seen through by the mysterious voice, An Jing remained calm. He said calmly, "He has given enough hints. When he taught the true Dharma, he did not hide his identity as the 'Heaven's Will Demon Sect' at all."

"In fact, apart from not claiming to be a demon sect, they did not hide from the beginning to the end."

"This is also a test - if seeing that the Emperor's Law directly leads to the martial veins is a pass, and seeing that the Houtu Law is excellent, then seeing the Emperor's Law is Xuanming Manor, or in other words, the 'genius' that the Demon Cult really wants to find."

"Do you think those animal bones that came out while I was waiting at the door were just a coincidence?"

"Do you think it was just a coincidence that when I came out of the door, I was carrying the potion and walking towards the pharmacist of Dongtian Villa?"

"It's not such a coincidence..."

"This is the final test. The test of 'Stand'. There is a truth waiting for me there."

"The owner of the medicine shop wants me to go, and I really want to go."

You're not surprised at all

The mysterious voice whispered, and An Jing didn't know whether to laugh or sigh, so he could only say with a hint of bitterness: "Because I have suspected it for a long time."

“Who would really spend real money to come to Northern Xinjiang to buy disaster victims and treat their illnesses?”

"Only those who really need 'life'."

"They check the root bones and ask about the birth date, because what they need is a life. If the birth date is suitable, they are willing to pay the price to save the life and bring it back."

"After that, I was already aware of the brainwashing and obedience training procedures of the evil cult in Xuanming Manor, so I was particularly vigilant - not to mention the strange beast meat and medicinal juice."

[That is demon meat. Demons like to eat intelligent creatures. If a creature eats it, it will also acquire the demon's vicious nature.]

The mysterious voice listened to An Jing's story calmly, only occasionally speaking out: [Use the demon flesh to stimulate the blood's fierceness and enhance the potential of the physical body. Use the 'ruthless water' to suppress the demon's evil spirit and enhance the soul's endurance. They complement each other.]

[The only side effect is that it subtly changes a person's personality, but that's not a problem for them]

[Since you have seen so much, why didn’t you suspect that they were the evil cult earlier?]

"Sure enough."

An Jing nodded slightly. He had already crossed the road between Honjo and Dongshan Farm. "I said that most of the riders and instructors have personality problems. They are too inhumane."

It was raining heavily. An Jing instinctively wiped the water off his face, then climbed over the wall and entered a shed in the village: "As for why I can't see it..."

He was silent for a while, then said bitterly: "Maybe it's because they seem to be nice to us kids."

"At least for those who are still alive, it's good."

"If I were just an ordinary person, I would have been completely brainwashed. They were really nice to me."

"But I still know why the Demon Cult is the Demon Cult."

Exhaling, An Jing's voice carried a rare hint of fatigue and a sigh that was almost fearful: "I just don't want to know the truth about some things."

"But I have to know."

There are many sheds in Dongshan Farm to shelter from rainwater. Inside the sheds are many large brown water vats, which almost fill the entire courtyard.

"Why are there so many water tanks here?"

After calming down, An Jing looked around and found that there were at least fifty jars, each covered with flat stones. He couldn't help but wonder: "Collecting rootless water? But why cover them with lids and sheds?"

“Could it be that there is medicine in it that needs to be fermented?”

But when An Jing got closer, he could faintly smell a strange, sweet and fishy medicinal smell.

An Jing was very familiar with this smell. It was very similar to the strange medicinal smell he had smelled coming from the medicine cabinet.

An Jing frowned and looked around a water tank. But when he got closer, he found a note on the water tank.

Written on it is the person's name and date of birth.

[Gu Jinghai, Di Gu Yan Ming, miscellaneous, lower-middle aptitude]

Familiar name.

An Jing remembered the person this name represented.

He was a rather taciturn child, not very old and liked to be alone. An Jing once talked to him about some issues in his hometown. He missed the river beach with many fish and the days of chasing dragonflies with his brother in the summer.

The frost disaster destroyed everything, causing him to lose his brother and parents, and he was sold by his uncle, coming here alone.

The water tank is large enough to hold a person.

After thinking about this, An Jing suddenly understood something.

His hands were shaking a little.

"impossible……"

An Jing knew that it was stupid to mutter to himself like that, of course he knew that.

He can practice the Emperor's Heaven Nourishing Qi Method at any time to enter a calm state as if looking down. Of course he can do so.

He can face the truth with indifference and calmness.

But he didn't want to. He knew it.

If he escapes at this time, he will inevitably lose something that is very important to the person and to himself.

Therefore, even though An Jing, who had not even disturbed his breathing despite being tested many times by the owner of Medicine Manor, began to search with trembling hands.

Search each water tank.

[Zhan Feng, the fate of a giant spirit, miscellaneous, middle to lower aptitude]

[Ye Xiuyuan, on the teacher's fate, miscellaneous, aptitude is medium to low]

[Zhang Ying, Genglang's fate, miscellaneous, average talent]

He found the names after all.

"Ha... I finally found it."

Taking a step forward, An Jing let out a short, light laugh: "So, you are here..."

He reached out his hand, touched the water tank in front of him, and murmured softly: "It's right here."

His voice became softer and softer until he was silent.

An Jing was silent for a long time. A flash of lightning cut through the dark rainy night, illuminating his pale face.

An Jing closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, An Jing's eyes were deep. He raised his hand and exerted force to move the lid off the water tank.

The pure stone cover was very heavy, and it was difficult for an average adult to move it, but for An Jing, who had almost reached his inner breath and had eaten a lot of demon flesh, it was nothing.

Inside the water tank was a pale pink sticky paste, with faint traces of some herbs visible, emitting an astonishing sweet and fishy medicinal smell. That was exactly the strange sweet and fishy smell that An Jing had smelled before, which could shake one's mind.

But what was truly shocking was the white bones that emerged in the center of the medicine paste.

A skull that is not very big.

Those children who left and were never seen again, those who were 'eliminated', their fate was already obvious.

【Blood Pill Medicine】

The mysterious voice said coldly: [Use a living but unawakened person as medicine to nourish the flesh, blood, spirit and soul, and prolong life and strengthen the body...]

[The devil, you deserve to die! ]

(End of this chapter)