After returning to the village, start chasing the mountain from binding Emei

Chapter 181: The terrifying existence in the underground palace?
"Humph!"

He Shiwu snorted, "If I tell you everything, is there any chance that you will let me go?"

Even at this time, she was still thinking about staying alive.

Chen Yang said, "Even if I say I'll let you go for the sins you committed, I'm afraid you won't believe it. However, I can promise you that as long as you cooperate and tell the truth, I can at least let you die a quick death!"

"Of course, it's not impossible to survive. The key lies in your attitude!"

Chen Yang tried to persuade He Shiwu step by step, but he didn't know whether He Shiwu could listen to him.

He Shiwu was silent for a long time.

"You have to promise that after you ask me this, you won't hurt my body again. Also, you have to find me some blood to help me recover...!"

"You are not qualified to make conditions for me!"

Chen Yang sneered, "I can not hurt you, but if you want me to find blood for you, it is impossible..."

"Any blood will do. I just want to stay alive. I feel like I'm dying. I feel very uncomfortable. If I die, everything you want to know will be gone..."

"You don't need blood to stay alive. I have something better!"

Chen Yang smiled indifferently, and there was a bottle in his hand, a bottle that looked like a milk bottle.

He opened the bottle, tilted it slightly, and poured just one drop on the body of the Polygonum multiflorum.

The fine hairs on the surface of Polygonum multiflorum began to tremble slightly.

Those hairs, as if they had life, instantly stretched out towards the drop of milky liquid and quickly absorbed it.

"What? What is this?"

He Shiwu's voice was trembling with excitement.

She felt a huge vitality from that drop of liquid just now.

Yes, huge vitality.

Delicious, even more delicious than human blood.

What is contained therein is an incomparably pure vitality.

Unfortunately, there is only one drop.

At this moment, He Shiwu was like a very hungry person who only got a mouthful of rice, and it was an extremely delicious mouthful of rice.

If she had hands and feet, she would have rushed over and snatched the bottle from Chen Yang's hand.

"Good stuff, right?"

Chen Yang smiled, "Isn't this much better than your blood?"

"It's delicious, give it to me!"

He Shiwu couldn't contain his inner excitement at all.

Chen Yang said, "Answer my questions. If you answer them well, you will be rewarded!"

"Ask, ask quickly!" He Shiwu was inexplicably excited.

Chen Yang also found it funny. If he had known that a bottle of [Plant Growth Essence] would do the trick, why would he have gone through so much trouble?
Chen Yang organized his thoughts. He had so many questions he wanted to ask that for a moment he didn't know where to start.

"First, let's talk about the grudge between you and my great grandfather!"

"Chen Tongsheng, right?"

He Shiwu said straightforwardly, "He has chased me several times. The time with Old Ghost Lin, he and Blind Pang almost took my life. Fortunately, Ding Huanchun arrived in time and helped me escape..."

"Ding Huanchun reached an agreement with them. As long as I don't appear in Qishan, they will not hunt me down anymore..."

……

He Shiwu said eagerly, "This is the only intersection between Chen Tongsheng and me. For many years, I haven't set foot on Qishan... Chen Yang, come on..."

Chen Yang tilted the bottle and poured a few more drops.

"what……"

He Shiwu let out a long groan, like a drunkard who had tasted good wine.

It’s comfortable. It’s so comfortable.

After just a few drops, He Shiwu felt a joy coming from the depths of his soul.

"Did Ding Huanchun cultivate you?"

"Ok!"

He Shiwu hesitated for a moment. "Before I met him, I was ignorant. I didn't know the weather, hunger or cold. He found me, helped me to develop consciousness, and guided me in my growth. I was once very grateful to him and regarded him as my father..."

"once?"

Chen Yang raised his eyebrows. "From your tone, you sound dissatisfied with him?"

"Humph!"

He Shiwu snorted coldly, "It's true that he helped me, but his purpose was not pure..."

"How to say?"

"At first, I thought he cultivated me so that he could use my strength to help him improve his abilities in the future..."

"If that's the case, I'm willing to help him. After all, he has done me a favor. As long as he doesn't hurt my life, I'll pay anything..."

"But, an accident later made me know the truth..."

At this point, He Shiwu's voice became noticeably excited.

"What truth?"

Chen Yang quickly poured her a few more drops of essence, and she calmed down.

He Shiwu sighed, "The spiritual creatures he cultivated are far more than just me, and the real purpose of his cultivating us is in the underground palace of Bamianshan..."

"Underground Palace?"

Hearing these two words, Chen Yang's brows frowned.

"Not bad!"

He Shiwu said, "There is an underground palace under Jianfeng Temple. Deep in the underground palace, there is a stone door. Only Old Monster Ding can enter. I don't know what is inside, but I know that the aura inside is very terrifying. Perhaps it is some kind of powerful spiritual object. The purpose of Old Monster Ding training us is actually for the things inside the stone door..."

Chen Yang was silent for a moment.

"I also had several friends who were fed to the things in the stone gate by him..."

When she said this, He Shiwu's voice was trembling. She was afraid, a trembling from her soul.

But soon, she calmed down again. "Originally, I thought I couldn't escape, but unexpectedly, Old Monster Ding suddenly disappeared. He hasn't appeared again for so many years. Haha, I guess he is dead..."

"You humans are smart, but the price of your intelligence is a limited lifespan. Even if you reach the spiritual realm, you may not be able to live a few more years. Living to a hundred years old is the best you can do..."

"I was lucky enough to outlast him. Since then, my friends and I have stayed in the underground palace of Bamianshan and have never come out since then, knowing that the world is dangerous..."

"Until eight years ago, a group of people broke into the underground palace. One of them was very powerful. We worked together and wanted to keep them all. But the old monk from Jianfeng Temple meddled in our business and let them escape..."

"At that time, I knew that it would be difficult to have a peaceful life in the future, so I ran out again and came to Qishan. Haha, I didn't expect to meet you later..."

……

Eight years ago?
It should be Chen Jingyun and the Ma Gang.

The timing is right.

When compared with the information in Chen Jingyun's letter, there is no discrepancy, which means that He Shiwu did not lie.

"What do the friends you mentioned have?"

Chen Yang is very concerned about He Shiwu's bad friends so that he can be on guard when he meets them in the future.

He Shiwu was silent.

"Why, you are quite loyal?"

Chen Yang chuckled, "Even if you don't tell me, I'll go to Bamianshan in the future and get rid of them all. If you tell me, if there are any good people with good intentions, I might be able to show some mercy!"

"Chen Yang, you are too confident!"

He Shiwu sneered, "It is undeniable that you are very powerful. My friends are definitely not your opponents, but the world is so big that there will always be someone who can defeat you!"

This sounds strange.

"Do you look down on your friends so much?"

Chen Yang looked at her strangely. Eight years ago, among the people who entered the underground palace, Liu Henghu was one of them.

Liu Henghu should be the expert that He Shiwu mentioned. There should be many powerful characters in the caravan, but even so, he almost didn't make it. Chen Yang has experienced how strong Liu Henghu is. Even if he was a little worse eight years ago, he doesn't think he is that bad.

In other words, the friends that He Shiwu mentioned were not as weak as she described. She deliberately underestimated the strength of her friends.

He Shiwu didn't say anything.

Chen Yang sneered, "You want to trick me into going to the underground palace? If I die, you can live?"

The obvious motive could not deceive Chen Yang.

"Humph!"

He Shiwu snorted lightly. It seemed that his thoughts had been seen through, and he felt a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, I'll definitely go there. You'd better pray that they can take some beatings!"

"Humph!"

He Shiwu snorted coldly again.

Chen Yang changed the subject, "How did my great-grandfather die?"

"do not know!"

He Shiwu answered straightforwardly.

"You don't know?" Chen Yang frowned.

He Shiwu said, "I was forced to leave Qishan after the battle in Old Ghost Forest that year. It was not until eight years ago that I set foot in this forest again. How could I know how your great grandfather died? How come you don't know how your great grandfather died?"

Chen Yang frowned, not knowing whether He Shiwu really didn't know or was pretending not to know.

"Ha ha!"

He Shiwu suddenly laughed, "It seems that Chen Tongsheng will not die a good death. This is the best news I have heard today!"

"You're looking for death, aren't you?"

With a bang, the butcher knife was stuck directly on the table.

He Shiwu's laughter stopped abruptly.

Maybe she forgot that she is still a prisoner.

Chen Yang said, "The old monster Ding you mentioned is the one who will never have a good death!"

"Oh?"

He Shiwu was stunned. "Is he really dead? You just said, how did he die? How did he die?"

"He was beaten to death!"

Chen Yang briefly talked about his discoveries in the cave in the bitter bamboo forest.

He Shiwu was silent for a moment.

"Ha ha!"

Suddenly, she laughed again, and as she laughed, she actually started to cry.

"A good death, a good death!"

She murmured something, but no one knew what she was thinking.

Chen Yang asked, "After Ding Huanchun's death, how did the people from the Ding family get in touch with you?"

It took a long time for He Shiwu to come back to his senses.

"Ah!"

She chuckled, "The Ding family, the two spirit realms, came to us and actually hoped that we would continue to work for them..."

"Haha, this is ridiculous. Don't you know that things are different now? Without Ding Huanchun, what is the Ding family?"

"We didn't take them seriously at all. We were just not sure whether Ding Huanchun had passed away, so we pretended to be nice to him and didn't break off relations with him. If we had known for sure that Old Monster Ding was dead, hmph..."

……

It can be seen that she really hates the Ding family.

This time, under the temptation of plant growth essence, He Shiwu was quite cooperative.

But there were some things she still refused to tell, such as the situation in the underground palace.

For example, when Chen Yang asked her if there was still a big snake in Mixian Gou, and even put a snake skin in front of her, He Shiwu either avoided the question or simply pretended to be dead and kept silent.

The less she says, the more it proves that there is a problem.

This big snake is probably still alive. Perhaps, it is one of the friends that He Shiwu mentioned.

"Give me more, Chen Yang, give me more. I've already said so much. Can't you just be more straightforward and give me more?"

He Shiwu's voice became more and more hungry.

This plant growth essence is truly the best thing she has ever eaten in her life. Although it is only a few drops, she can clearly feel the recovery of her body.

The effect was dozens of times greater than the blood she had sucked before.

It made her a little unsatisfied, and she wished Chen Yang could pour the entire bottle of liquid in his hand on her.

"That's it for today!"

Chen Yang put the bottle away directly. "Don't worry, I won't let you die for the time being. Think about it carefully. Is there anything else you want to confess..."

"Chen Yang, Chen Yang..."

He Shiwu shouted twice in a hurry.

Chen Yang remained indifferent and put it into the system warehouse.

……

It was already late at night, and Chen Yang called Qin Zhou.

The old man hasn't gone to bed yet either, he's studying the information in the file bag.

Qin Zhou's heart skipped a beat when he received Chen Yang's call in the middle of the night.

I thought Chen Yang was in trouble. Was it someone from the Ding family who came to visit him?
In the end, Chen Yang only asked him about Ding Huanchun.

This made Qinzhou a little confused.

"Why are you in such a hurry? I have asked someone to investigate. The Ding family did have such a person, but he should have been dead for many years. The specific information is still unclear. Why are you asking about him?"

"I suspect that the person who cultivated that Polygonum multiflorum was Ding Huanchun!"

"How to say?"

"It's hard to explain right now. Please help me find Ding Huanchun's information. I want to know everything about him!"

"Hey, you little brat, what do you take me for?"

"Can you do it!"

"Go, go, go!"

Qin Zhou was very helpless. "I also found some things here. I can't explain it clearly over the phone. I will come to Jiapigou tomorrow and we can talk about it in person..."

"Ok!"

……

-

Chen Yang forgot to draw the curtains at night, and was awakened early in the morning by the dazzling sunlight outside.

The sun hangs above the golden summit of Mount Emei, like a golden elixir, emitting dazzling light.

Black Tiger suddenly stood up, rushed to the gate of the yard, looked at the intersection, and then barked twice.

Someone is coming so early?
Chen Yang rubbed the eye boogers at the corners of his eyes, yawned, and looked at the time. It was not yet seven o'clock.

Could it be Qinzhou? Is this old man so rarely sleepy?
"Grandpa, look, this dog..."

A young voice came from the roadside.

A moment later, an old man and a young man appeared outside the yard.

The old man looked to be about sixty years old, with gray hair on his temples, a flat head and a round face. He looked quite wealthy and was dressed like a landlord.

Standing next to him was a young man, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with long hair, tall stature, and a somewhat handsome appearance, though a little thin.

(End of this chapter)