Jiangshan Fengwuzhi

Chapter 95 Blood Exchange

Blood flowed from the corner of Lu Yanqing's mouth.

He had an ugly bitter smile on his face, and murmured: "My Lu family has made outstanding contributions for generations... Now you are killing me for the sake of refining magic and destroying your own great wall..."

"What's the point of telling this to me, my Lord? I am just following your orders."

As the old servant spoke, the hand that had turned into an iron spike was pulled out of Lu Yanqing's body and gradually returned to its normal state, leaving only a huge hole with blood flowing out of it like a waterfall.

"What's more, what the Marquis said just now is that he wants to use mortals to check and balance the Prime Minister's Mansion, right? You have driven us cultivators for our entire lives, how can you turn against us and be so ruthless?"

Lu Yanqing quickly weakened, his voice became even softer, and he murmured, "I was just trying to protect myself..."

When he was about to fall, he suddenly attacked and clapped his hands towards the old servant.

With a dull thud, the old servant raised his hands, which turned into an iron shield and took Lu Yanqing's palm.

Lu Yanqing was hit by the huge recoil and fell out.

The old servant took a step forward and was about to kill him, when suddenly, he heard a noise behind him and turned around instantly.

The ghost-faced man who was lying on the ground stood up and rushed over, stabbing the old servant in the back with the dagger in his hand.

In a hurry, the shield in the old servant's hand quickly turned into a dagger and slashed at the ghost-faced man's wrist.

Almost at the same time, the dagger pierced the old servant's back, and the dagger cut off the wrist of the person holding the dagger.

The old servant's other hand turned into a short spear and stabbed the ghost-faced man fiercely.

Flesh and blood splattered.

“Puff, puff, puff, puff.”

Finally, the ghost-faced man couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground.

The old servant took two steps back, lowered his head to check the dagger sticking out of his heart, and hurriedly stumbled through the boxes and drawers to look for medicine for the wound.

He was beginning to lose control of himself, and for a long while he was unable to turn the iron knife and iron spike back into his hands. He could only watch the medicine in the cabinet making the "ding ding dang dang" sounds of the iron knife.

"Damn, damn."

The next moment, the dagger stuck in his back was pulled out and cut his throat.

The throat did not turn into an iron throat, but was cut directly.

The ghost-faced man cut several times, threw away the old servant's body, picked up the medicine, walked to Lu Yanqing, and poured the medicine directly onto the wound.

Lu Yanqing's face was pale and he spoke with a weak breath.

"No, it's useless..."

"What happened to him?"

"Bribed by the Prime Minister's Mansion."

"He said you were driving people to refine. What does that mean?"

"His hands are from the refining of an alien."

"Raising a viper?"

"The method of refining is not limited to this?"

"anything else?"

“Everything has its own way of being used.”

"Now that Chu Danqing is dead, who else is refining aliens?"

"Ha." Lu Yanqing sneered and muttered, "Chu Danqing is just a junior among them..."

His voice became weaker and weaker, and finally he died.

Gu Jingnian did not leave immediately. He was seriously injured, so he sat there waiting to recover.

Looking down at the hole in his chest that was pierced by Lu Yanqing, he could see that the broken heart inside was repairing itself bit by bit.

There is a strange feeling.

This heart is different from before. I can’t tell what the problem is. It’s as if something else is mixed deep in my blood and it’s not so pure.

Gu Jingnian also noticed that his heart wanted to grow in the middle of his chest, but the ventricle was on the left, so it had to stay reluctantly.

It felt a little uncomfortable and awkward, but it still started beating and gradually became stronger.

"Dong dong dong dong..."

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"Dong dong dong."

There was a knock on the door in the dark night, and a man wrapped in a fur cloak was welcomed into the cabin.

Three people in the room were drinking wine around the fireplace. There were a few side dishes on the small table next to them, which looked quite comfortable.

"Cough cough cough cough."

The man who had just entered the room took off his fur coat, coughed a few times, and looked not very well.

"Injured?" The old man with white hair and youthful face sitting in the main seat asked, "With your martial arts skills, it must be someone else who hurt you?"

"No, I was injured by Gu Jide."

As he spoke, the man squeezed in and sat down next to the stove. The firelight shone on his bloodless face. It was Pei Wugou.

He took the cup of warm wine, but didn't dare drink more. He held it in his hand and said, "It's rare for Mr. He to guess wrong."

The old man's name is Zhang Yanghe, he is over 80 years old. Hearing this, he did not take it as an offense and said with a smile: "Gu Jide's cultivation is also rare."

"The art of alchemy is rampant. In comparison, what's the use of the cultivation of mortals like us?" Pei Wugui sighed.

Zhang Yanghe said: "If you also think like this, my teachings will be difficult to continue."

"He just complained a few words, why should Mr. He take it to heart?"

The one who spoke was a woman sitting next to her, named Xie Qiaogu, who was in her forties, pretty, but with thick calluses on her hands. She was a famous prostitute in Beijing, and only at the age of twenty did she give up playing the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting to practice martial arts to strengthen her body.

"Yeah, I can complain, but can I go astray?" Pei Wujiu said, "I suspect the person who broke into the prison today was Gu Jingnian."

"I heard he was dead."

Zhang Yanghe said, looking at the youngest person in the room, and said, "I haven't introduced him to you yet. This is Du Xingyan."

"I've heard of it." Pei Wujiu casually raised his glass and clinked it with Du Xingyan's. "You are a young man with a promising future. Why do you wade into this muddy water?" Du Xingyan shook his head and said, "If we don't ban alchemy, there will be no future for the common people, and how can we talk about the future of the younger generation?"

Zhang Yanghe said, "He was hiding in Wei Yu's mansion some time ago. He was the one who got the information about the Deadwood Cliff."

When Pei Wugui heard this, there was some admiration in his eyes.

"I'm ashamed." Du Xingyan said, "I can do very little. Most of the time, I just help those nobles find ways to refine and aid the tyrants in their evil deeds."

“It takes great perseverance to be able to endure and hide.”

"I met Gu Jingnian at Deadwood Cliff." Du Xingyan said, "He exchanged his life with Chu Danqing's. His ferocity and determination really impressed me."

"Is he dead?" Pei Wugui asked.

"It was burnt into charcoal." Du Xingyan said, "I saw it with my own eyes."

Pei Wujiu frowned and thought for a long time. Although he extremely suspected that the person he met today was Gu Jingnian, he could not be sure without evidence.

Zhang Yanghe said, "Let's talk business. We plan to recruit Lu Yanqing, the Marquis of Zhenyuan."

Xie Qiaogu asked: "The Lu family is used to commanding strangers, can they stand on our side?"

"The Lu family suffered a great blow this time, and almost all the priests in the mansion were taken away." Zhang Yanghe said, "The feeling of insecurity is the most likely to drive him to change his position."

"Last time, I took the opportunity of Lu Yanqing's contact with Wei Yu to meet him. He intends to turn to the mortals." Du Xingyan said: "If He Weng agrees, I will contact him again in the next two days."

Zhang Yanghe asked Pei Wugui: "What do you think?"

"Be careful."

Pei Wugui held a high position and obviously knew Lu Yanqing better than anyone else. He pondered and said, "Zheng Kuangfu must be keeping a close eye on Lu Yanqing right now. When we approach him, we must avoid Zheng Kuangfu's eyes."

Du Xingyan said: "There are not many servants left in the Lu family. The only strange person is an old servant. I heard Lu Yanqing call him 'Uncle Tie'."

"I know a little about this person." Pei Wu Gou said, "He is not an extraordinary person, but a refiner. His hands can turn into iron tools at will."

"It's rare. How did you refine it?"

"Blood exchange method. There is a beast in Yihai called Iron Tapir. It looks like a little bear and can turn into iron stone. Drain all the blood from a person's body and inject the blood of Iron Tapir at the same time. Only one out of a hundred people can survive this step. But it's not enough."

"not enough?"

"That's right. It's not that you can turn iron into iron just by exchanging blood. You have to refine it. You have to throw the person into the furnace and stimulate the characteristics deep in his blood when he is on the verge of death. Only one in a hundred people can succeed in this step. Even Uncle Tie couldn't do it. He just put his hands into the furnace and forged a pair of hands that turned into iron."

"So, it would take tens of thousands of lives to forge a pair of hands?"

Pei Wujiu nodded and said, "That's about it. It's no easier than raising a viper."

"It should be said that it is more difficult." Zhang Yanghe said: "They can still control Yang Hu. If the blood exchange method doesn't work, it won't work. The lucky ones may be one in a hundred, but it may also be one in ten thousand."

"The fall of the Yue Kingdom is a lesson for us."

Du Xingyan asked: "But what is the use of this iron-melting hand?"

"It's really useless, just like holding a weapon."

"Forty years ago, the Yu Kingdom invaded. Lu Taizhi led his troops to defend Beisha Pass, and the city was almost breached. At the critical moment, it was Uncle Tie who followed Lu Taizhi into the enemy camp to negotiate. The Yu people did not find any weapons on them, but Uncle Tie assassinated the Yu Kingdom general Shi Tianning in one fell swoop and lifted the siege of Beisha Pass."

"This kind of skill requires catching the opponent by surprise. Now that you know about it, you won't be afraid of him anymore."

"Well, avoid him when talking..."

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Xie Qiaogu went to open the door, and soon came back with a serious expression and told a piece of news.

"Lu Yanqing is dead."

"what?"

"Killed by that ghost-faced man."

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On the same night, someone reported the same news in the prime minister's study.

"Prime Minister, Lu Yanqing is dead."

"Ah."

Zheng Kuangfu, who was sitting upright in the chair, was not surprised, because he had already ordered Lu family's old servant A'tie to kill Lu Yanqing. His first reaction upon hearing this was that A'tie had succeeded.

His eyes were wrapped in white cloth, with faint traces of blood showing through, as if his eyes were injured.

However, there has been no news of any prime minister being injured or ill recently.

In short, Zheng Kuangfu is recuperating these days and his attention to many things has decreased.

"My husband, A-Tie is also dead. They were both killed by that ghost-faced man."

"is it?"

Zheng Kuangfu then leaned forward and said, "Tell the Northern Yamen to capture the ghost-faced man as soon as possible."

"Yes."

The messenger left the study.

Zheng Kuangfu thought for a moment, then pulled the rope beside him. The bell rang, and he didn't even look to see if anyone came in. He said directly, "I want to see the cage owner."

The study was very quiet, as if these words were spoken to the air.

But after a while, the wind blew the papers on the desk, and a middle-aged woman dressed in a scholarly manner appeared out of nowhere in the study.

"Is that man with the ghost face Gu Jingnian?" Zheng Kuangfu asked.

"maybe."

"Then why didn't he die?"

"We are observing to see if the Phoenix has the ability to bring people back to life."

"How long do you want to observe?" Zheng Kuangfu said, "Many of my people have died."

"What's the hurry? Compared to the time I spent refining these eyes for you, only a few people died."

Zheng Kuangfu asked, "What if I kill him?"

The cage owner still had an indifferent attitude and said, "You kill him. If you can kill him, it will be because we have observed the result."

(End of this chapter)