Murano Momo is a cunning doctor

Chapter 1043: Imperial Spirit Thief Sect

"You mean, you want to kill us?"

Zhuge Mingkong's face turned cold and he asked in a cold voice.

"Hey, you're pretty smart."

Lao Liu touched his double chin with his fat hand and grinned, "Fatty, I really have this plan."

"Don't you want to leave yourself a way out?"

Lao Liu's words were shocking, but Jiang Xiaochuan was not surprised at all.

"A way out?"

Lao Liu's gaze instantly turned to Jiang Xiaochuan, and his eyes, which were originally full of contempt, suddenly froze.

He keenly realized that the seemingly casual posture of this taciturn guy in front of him actually held a hidden meaning.

There was a faint flow of energy in the small space under my feet, as if it had merged with the surrounding heaven and earth.

"Stop being so mysterious!"

He curled his lips. Although he said it with disdain, his fat palm had already quietly touched his waist. "Aren't you here just for the treasure in my hand? Why are you pretending so much?"

Jiang Xiaochuan shook his head slightly, his eyes slowly sweeping across Lao Liu's grayish-grey eyes, finally settling on the faint black energy emanating from his neck. "No matter how good the treasure is, you have to live to enjoy it. Even if you kill us now, how many days can you still live?"

The smile on Lao Liu's face froze instantly, and it was obvious that he had been hurt.

He stared at Jiang Xiaochuan, wanting to take action against him, but also afraid that the other party was really a powerful person.

"It seems I guessed wrong before."

Seeing that the other party was afraid to act rashly, Jiang Xiaochuan slowly swept his eyes over Lao Liu's body, and finally landed on the necklace around his neck.

The pendant on this necklace is in the shape of Bagua, with rounded corners, giving off an ancient atmosphere.

"I originally thought you were just being eroded by Yin Qi, but this Yin Qi in you..."

As Jiang Xiaochuan spoke, he suddenly took a step forward. Lao Liu subconsciously took a step back as if by reflex, his eyes full of vigilance.

But Jiang Xiaochuan simply extended his hand and gently brushed the air three inches above the necklace. "It has already solidified into substance. It can't be explained by ordinary tomb robbery contamination."

The moonlight was like water, sprinkling on Jiang Xiaochuan's fingertips. There seemed to be a faint black air on them, which disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Lao Liu's pupils suddenly contracted and beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead.

"You must have strayed into a place you shouldn't have been at a certain time. There...something there sucks away Yang energy."

As soon as these words were spoken, Fatty Wang next to him shuddered.

Lao Liu's face was even paler, and his thick lips were trembling constantly.

Pretending not to notice their overreaction, Jiang Xiaochuan gently tapped the Bagua lock, "If it hadn't helped you slowly absorb the evil spirit, I'm afraid you would have already..."

As he spoke, he made a gesture of wiping his neck, a gentle smile on his lips. "But even with it protecting you, you won't last more than half a month."

The courtyard was dead silent.

Lao Liu's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and after a long while he squeezed out a hoarse voice: "How...how do you know all this?"

"Look!"

Fatty Wang suddenly jumped up, pointed at Jiang Xiaochuan and shouted, "I knew this kid was weird! He must be a..."

Lao Liu suddenly came to his senses, raised his hand, and slapped Fatty Wang on the back of the head, scolding him angrily: "Did you call this kid? He's your benefactor! Didn't you tell me that you could save my life?"

This guy's expression changed faster than turning the pages of a book. The fierceness on his face instantly turned into flattery. He rubbed his hands and approached Jiang Xiaochuan, "Benefactor! Miracle doctor! You...you have to save me! Fatty...I haven't lived enough!"

Having seen how quickly Lao Liu could change his expression, Jiang Xiaochuan wasn't surprised.

He said slowly, "It's not impossible, but you have to tell me about your sect... and its details!"

"no!"

Fatty Wang's voice was so excited that it changed its tone. "Sixth Brother, our family has a rule. He is the root of our lineage. We must not reveal even a single detail to anyone else."

"cut!"

Lao Liu snorted disdainfully, "If our thief's ancestor knew about this in the afterlife, he would see that the lousy rules he set almost killed me, Fatty."

"And I, your disciple, am smart enough to break an exception and save his life. I'm afraid he must be laughing his ass off in the underworld, secretly happy!"

"Listen carefully, kid."

After glaring at Fatty Wang, Old Six's nonchalant demeanor lessened a bit. "I'm from the 'Yuling Daomen'. Hehe, I'm the craftsman who helps these high-ranking officials and nobles in the underground 'move'! In our generation, only this idiot Wang Laowu and I are left..."

"I've never heard of this sect." Jiang Xiaochuan raised his eyebrows slightly and continued, "How did the Thunder Pearl come about? And this too."

As he spoke, he spread out his hand, a withered petal lying in its palm. "As far as I know, this kind of hallucination is called 'Illusion Gu Yin'. It's a combination of hallucination drugs and Gu magic. I'm afraid no one else in the world can do it except you."

"Wow, it turns out it's related to witchcraft. No wonder it's so useful..."

After Jiang Xiaochuan finished the introduction, Lao Liu stroked his chin and looked at the petals with curiosity.

"You do not know?"

Jiang Xiaochuan said in surprise.

Lao Liu shrugged and said nonchalantly, "We in the Yuling Dao Men only know how to rob tombs. We spend all day digging around in those ancient tombs, so how could we know these tricks?"

"I know the Thunder Pearl is a powerful thing, but I've never heard of this 'Illusion Gu Yin'."

Jiang Xiaochuan couldn't help but feel disappointed after hearing this. There were only a few sporadic records of the 'Illusion Gu Yin' in the inheritance.

I thought I could gain something from Wang Laoliu, but it seems like it was all in vain.

"Hey, can you cure my illness?"

Seeing Jiang Xiaochuan silent, Wang Laoliu said anxiously.

"can!"

Jiang Xiaochuan said in a deep voice.

"real?"

Unexpectedly, Jiang Xiaochuan responded so readily. Lao Liu suddenly became alert, "You are not going to use me, Fatty, to test the medicine, are you?"

"You're dying, and you're still afraid of this?"

Jiang Xiaochuan said calmly, "The worst that can happen is that I'll just report to the King of Hell a few days in advance."

The reason why Jiang Xiaochuan agreed so resolutely was that he had his own plans.

The gloomy aura lingering around Lao Liu gave him a sense of déjà vu from the moment he sensed it.

That gloomy aura seemed to contain a memory that had been buried by the years, but whenever he tried to grasp the source of this familiarity, it was like chasing after a shadow, leaving only a blur.

This vagueness not only did not make him give up exploring, but instead, like a fog, aroused his strong curiosity and drove him to unravel the mystery and find out the secret hidden behind this evil spirit.

Another reason was that he suddenly remembered what Blind Zhou had said.

According to Blind Zhou, the tablet with the secret technique of Xiaoyao Pavilion was obtained from Fatty Wang.

From this we can see that only Lao Liu knows where this inscription was found.

In order to obtain all the inscriptions and unlock the secret of Xiaoyao Pavilion's secret technique, Lao Liu is undoubtedly the key person.

"Why aren't you afraid?"

Lao Liu straightened his body and said, "I, Fatty, have my own aspirations. In this life, if I have to die, I want to die on a woman's belly."