Chapter 131 The Hatred of Master Shura

After the leader of Shura Sect heard what his subordinate said, he swept his eagle-like eyes over his subordinate, causing him to tremble.

"Bring the person in and let me see him." The Shura Sect Leader was silent for a long time before speaking in a low voice.

"Yes!" The subordinate took the order and retreated. Not long after, two men in black were seen carrying in a dead body.

The Shura Sect Master stood up gently and walked to the dead man.

The man died in a very tragic way, with his eyes wide open and blood flowing from all seven orifices. His death looked exactly like Hu Qianfeng's.

As soon as he saw the man's death, the Shura Sect Master knew that Hu Qianfeng was now dead for sure.

The mother and child Gu are extremely domineering. Usually, if the child Gu dies, the mother Gu cannot survive.

Only in a very small number of cases where the poison is extremely powerful can the mother Gu survive.

For the Lord of Shura Sect, he does not need to go through so much trouble to practice the Mother-Child Gu.

He just needs to find someone who is easy to control to be the host of the mother Gu. The Shura Sect has many branches and there are people from the Shura Sect even in the Mo Country.

Therefore, it is very easy for Shura Sect to find a few people to serve as hosts for the mother Gu without anyone noticing.

"Master, the host of the mother Gu has died. It looks like Hu Qianfeng is in great danger." A subordinate nearby said cautiously.

The Shura Sect Leader just looked at the man's death and said nothing.

He naturally knew that Hu Qianfeng was in great danger. A child Gu would only die if it went against the will of its mother Gu.

The mother-child poison he had planted was not limited to Hu Qianfeng, and his only requirement was that the person must be absolutely loyal to him and never betray him.

Hu Qianfeng is one of the many orphans he adopted. He is extremely loyal to him. In his heart, Hu Qianfeng will never betray him.

It was because of this trust that he gave him the task of poisoning Shangguan Nanxing.

Now that the host of the mother Gu had died in front of him, it meant that what he thought was impossible had happened, and Hu Qianfeng had betrayed him.

He was very sure of Hu Qianfeng's character. In times of danger, even if he chose to end his own life, he would never betray him.

So what tricks did Shangguan Nanxing use to make Hu Qianfeng, the person least likely to betray him, speak?

Thinking of Shangguan Nanxing, beneath the ghostly mask of the Shura Sect Master, there was hidden hatred.

His junior sister Jin'er, such a beautiful Jin'er, had an accident when giving birth to Shangguan Nanxing and left him.

Obviously... obviously Jin'er had promised him that after giving birth to Shangguan Nanxing, she would run away with him.

It was all because of Shangguan Nanxing. It was because of his arrival that God took away his Jin'er.

And that dog emperor, the father and son, are the murderers of Jin'er. Neither of them can escape!

"I understand. You all may retreat." The Shura Sect Leader turned around and no longer looked at the man's death.

The two men raised their heads, looked at the back of Shura Sect Leader, then looked at each other before dragging the dead man away.

"Cough cough cough..." After a violent cough, a few drops of dark red blood dripped from under the mask.

"Shangguan Nanxing, I really underestimated this kid. Ahem... It seems that it is most reliable for me to take action myself."

The Shura Sect Leader muttered to himself, his emotions not affected at all by Hu Qianfeng's death. His voice was hoarse, and even if you got close to him, it was difficult to hear what he was saying.

"Ahem... I won't be alive anytime soon anyway, Shangguan Qingyu, since you care so much about your son Shangguan Nanxing, then you have to stay alive and watch with your own eyes how I kill your most beloved son, hehe..."

After the Shura Sect Master finished his whisper, there was a long silence. The black robe and the black mask blended into the dark room.

All of this, like the heart of Shura Sect Master, is without a trace of brilliance.

In the distance, there was only an extremely weak oil lamp, flickering in the cold winter wind, as if it would be completely extinguished in the next moment.

On the second day, Su Yue and Shangguan Nanxing worked all night and finally sorted out the last medicinal ingredient.

I didn't expect that these two fragrances, with completely different medicinal ingredients and even different flavors, could be blended together so perfectly.

Some of the medicinal herbs are unique to the Mo Country. If my master hadn’t mentioned them in his notes, I really wouldn’t know what they are.

No wonder Shuyao didn't care whether I would take my incense away for research, because she knew that she had never been out of Dongyou, so she was naturally not familiar with the medicinal materials of Mo Country, and naturally, she couldn't research the formula.

"Yuer is really amazing. In just the middle of the night, she actually managed to compare the two formulas."

Shangguan Nanxing looked at Su Yue, who seemed a little tired, with a trace of heartache in his eyes. He had always been generous in praising Su Yue's abilities.

"Brother Nanxing, please don't make fun of me. It's only with your help that I can achieve this speed."

Su Yue raised her head and looked at Shangguan Nanxing with a hint of heartache. Last night, she just described the color, taste, and appearance of the medicinal herbs she wanted to Brother Nanxing, and he was able to find them quickly.

Just as he said before, the longer one suffers from an illness, the more medicines one knows. After all, the emperor tried many prescriptions to cure Shangguan Nanxing's illness.

To put it bluntly, as long as the medicine is not lethal and as long as it is heard that it can help Shangguan Nanxing's illness, the emperor will collect it without hesitation and send it to the third prince's mansion.

Over time, the Third Prince's pharmacy had a lot of medicinal materials, even those unique to the Mo Kingdom.

"I think Brother Nanxing has already learned this hypnotic song. When I go back and ask the people at Jichuntang to prepare the incense, we'll find someone to try it out."

Su Yue felt much better when she thought of this. You know, if they really copied the hypnosis technique perfectly, it would definitely be very good news for her and Brother Nanxing!

"But Brother Nanxing, I do have a question." Su Yue looked at the two pieces of paper in his hand and frowned again. Written on the paper was the incense formula.

"Yu'er, what doubts do you have?" Shangguan Nanxing followed Su Yue's gaze and looked at the prescription in her hand.

"I'm not as proficient in music as Brother Nanxing. I was just wondering why this hypnosis requires incense to succeed.

Is it possible that there is a kind of music that does not rely on anything else and can achieve the effect of hypnosis just by its tone? ”

Su Yue looked up, with confusion in her eyes. She was just guessing and not completely sure, so she asked Shangguan Nanxing.

"What Yue'er said does make sense. I've also discovered before that raising the pitch of a certain part of the song can also suppress the mental power of the person being hypnotized."

Shangguan Nanxing carefully recalled the scene when he played the piano before and said cautiously.

"Since Brother Nanxing also said so, I have to be more careful in the future."

When Su Yue heard Shangguan Nanxing's affirmative response, she took this matter to heart.

"Yuer, you were exhausted last night. Why don't you take a rest before going back? I'll have someone prepare breakfast for you."

Shangguan Nanxing looked at Su Yue with her eyes narrowed and she yawned unconsciously, and whispered to her to stay.

"No, Brother Nanxing, I have important things to do today." Su Yue looked at the sky above the roof, which was already much brighter.

"Then it shouldn't be too much for Yue'er to have breakfast with Brother Nanxing, right?"

When Shangguan Nanxing heard that Su Yue had something to do, he did not force her. He just turned around and told the servants to bring up the soft and glutinous vegetable porridge that had already been cooked.

"Okay." Su Yue nodded. When they finished washing up, the fresh vegetable porridge had already been placed on the sandalwood round table.

Su Yue felt warmed when she saw that even in the dead of winter, someone was still cooking fresh vegetable porridge. And judging from how soft and sticky the porridge was, it must have been simmered early in the morning.