Chapter 60 Shock
Brother? Seeing Ling Zheng's cunning face, Wen Rensu's breathing quickened a few times, and the darkness in his eyes could not be dispelled:
"I like this name." As soon as he finished speaking, he leaned over and took a bite of the meat, chewing leisurely, waiting for Ling Zheng's next move.
As Wen Rensu moved closer, Ling Zheng's smile froze. He stared at the other person biting off the piece of meat. During this time, his lips accidentally touched the tip of the chopsticks. He was stunned.
"you--"
Ling Zheng looked up and saw Wen Rensu with an innocent smile, then looked down at the shiny surface on the chopsticks, not knowing whether it was grease or saliva. He instantly felt very regretful for what he had just done.
Wen Rensu was still adding fuel to the fire. "Why, do you dislike me?" He said this with a confused and distressed expression, but his eyes were observing the other person openly. "I don't know who it was, but they took advantage of me being unconscious and forcefully kissed me."
For a moment, Ling Zheng's face lit up with a dazzling array of colors. His lips moved, but no sound came out. After a moment's pause, he snorted heavily, gnashing his teeth as if he were devouring an enemy, eating the food in front of him.
All the delicious food was eaten up, and Ling Zheng drank the last sip of tea with a satisfied look on his face.
Wen Ren Su held his chin in his hand and said, "Let's go for a walk to help digest the food."
"You don't mind?" Ling Zheng turned his head, his words hinting at something.
Wen Rensu helped Ling Zheng stand up and said, "If I mind, I will leave you and go back to the sect."
Ling Zheng curled his lips, but his heart was a little turbulent.
"Hmm? Are you scared?"
"What a joke! How could a great Gu Master like me be afraid?"
"That's good."
In reality, Ling Zheng rarely visited other sects. Gu Masters were destined to be lonely, and the more they interacted with Gu insects, the more their humanity wore away. Who wouldn't be afraid of having someone with bizarre abilities around? Only Wen Rensu would bother him with this eccentric.
His eyes lingered on the scenery of the sect. The majestic and simple pavilions were built according to a certain pattern, surrounded by mountains and water, forming a unique feng shui pattern that blocked the evil energy from the outside world. The air was extremely pure, which was conducive to breathing and made the effect of practice more effective.
On the corridor of the waterside pavilion, the two walked side by side, strolling leisurely. Wen Rensu stretched his arms, took a deep breath, and felt the refreshing and invigorating feeling.
Ling Zheng glanced sideways, stopped in his tracks, and reached out to take something from Wen Rensu's shoulder. Wen Rensu looked closely and saw that it was a small insect.
Holding a small beetle with six claws facing upwards and a little fluorescent green on its abdomen, Ling Zheng carefully explained based on his experience: "Green glaze insect, don't underestimate its small size, a bite from it can make you itchy for several days." After saying that, he used his internal energy to shatter the green glaze insect through the air.
"Thank you." Wen Rensu touched the top of Ling Zheng's hair. It was smooth and fluffy, and quite nice to touch.
However, such a heartwarming scene is unlikely to happen again. Thinking of this, Wen Rensu looked up at Ling Zheng and saw that he was observing his surroundings with great interest and was not paying attention to himself.
I quietly pressed my heart. Why did it ache for no reason? Wenren Su felt my pulse and found it was soft and strong, without any stagnation.
Strange. He frowned, a little confused.
Under Wen Rensu's intentional or unintentional guidance, the two came to a two-story attic. The style of the building was similar to other buildings in the sect and there was nothing surprising about it.
However, Wen Rensu turned to Ling Zheng and said, "Welcome to my humble home. Um... I have a surprise for you."
"Please——" Wen Rensu stretched out his hand.
Hearing this, Ling Zheng naturally would not refuse. He raised his eyebrows, picked up his clothes, stepped over the threshold, and looked around.
After passing through the winding corridor, a courtyard comes into view, with intertwined shadows of bamboos and a small pond with piled rocks. A waterwheel rotates gurglingly, and the water gurgles, creating a leisurely and comfortable atmosphere.
There was a pavilion in the center of the courtyard. Wen Rensu led Ling Zheng to sit down and said, "Rest here for a while. I'll show you the surprise."
"What surprise?" Ling Zheng looked forward to it.
Putting his index finger in the middle of his mouth, Wen Rensu made a "hush" gesture and said, "You'll like it." After that, he blinked his eyes and walked into the building in a mysterious manner.
In the blink of an eye, Wen Rensu turned back the same way, walked in front of Ling Zheng with his hands behind his back, and placed the modified Ziwu Yuanyang Yue on the stone table under the curious gaze.
In an instant, a scorching light burst out from Ling Zheng's eyes, and the next second, the Ziwu Yuanyang Yue was already in his hand. He couldn't help but let out an "ah".
After being reforged and added with priceless thousand-year-old glacial black iron, the axe is covered with a layer of silver-white frost. When it is waved slightly, the sharp blade shines.
With the blessing of rare minerals, it is not only beautiful, but also has a new level of lethality. A homogeneous counterweight is added to the end of the axe handle, making it feel smoother.
With his usual weapon in hand, Ling Zheng finally returned to his original strength. His eyes lit up and he couldn't let it go. He practiced a few sets of skills before he was satisfied. He sincerely told Wenren, "Thank you, I like it very much."
"I'm glad you like it." Wen Rensu smiled and was about to take Ling Zheng to visit the attic when he heard light footsteps outside the door.
Qiu Li walked in, bowed, and said to Wenren, "Senior Brother Wenren, Senior Sister Qi wants you to come over."
The complexity in Wen Rensu's eyes disappeared in an instant. He turned his head and looked at Ling Zheng, who nodded in understanding.
"If you are bored, you can go for a walk. I don't know when I will be back." Wen Rensu said finally.
Ling Zheng smiled silently: "It's okay."
Watching Wen Rensu's figure walking away, Ling Zheng's eyes flashed, he gritted his teeth, and then left the attic.
As they walked along, Ling Zheng deliberately met a young female disciple, who was dressed formally in her sect uniform. He put on a friendly attitude and asked, "Hello, young man. May outsiders enter the library to borrow books?"
The female disciple stared at Ling Zheng in a daze, until he frowned, then she regained consciousness. She was amazed by the stranger's appearance and stumbled to answer: "Ah, oh, sure."
Ling Zheng's lips curled up for a moment, and he relaxed. He had thought this little girl had enough experience to see through his identity. Unexpectedly, she was just a little dumb.
"Young man, if you are free, can you take me there?" Ling Zheng took advantage of the victory to pursue.
"Nothing, nothing." The female disciple's chubby face flushed pink as she waved her hands hurriedly, "I'm just passing by. Young man, please follow me."
The two walked to the mountainside and saw an ancient tower in front of them. On a black plaque, three large characters "Book Collection Pavilion" were written in a flamboyant style.
The tower has flying eaves and pointed corners, which are elegant and majestic. In the sunshine, the pearl on the top of the tower is so bright that it dazzles the eyes.
"This is it." The female disciple smiled sweetly and was about to bow and say goodbye.
"Hey, wait." Ling Zheng took out a bottle of basic Huiyuan Dan and said with a kind smile, "It's a small gift." He handed it to the female disciple and then turned and walked towards the library, leaving the other party with only a waving back.
Entering the library, the decor was solemn and dignified, with only a few people passing by. This was normal; the Wanjun Sect wasn't a school, so how could everyone love reading? Someone looked at Ling Zheng for a few times, then walked up to the second floor without saying a word.
A thin, elderly deacon sat behind the registration desk. His gray hair was messy and drooped, and he looked very sleepy.
Ling Zheng had a plan in mind. He did not choose to go straight in. Instead, he randomly pulled out a book with only the upper volume left from a bookshelf, tore off the label with an unfamiliar name on it, and then walked up to the elder deacon.
I saw that the elder deacon had given up struggling and fell asleep on the table.
Ling Zheng said in a gentle voice: "Senior?"
The elder deacon didn't react at all.
Ling Zheng suppressed his temper and called out again, "Senior?"
The elder deacon remained unmoved.
"Knock! Knock!" Ling Zheng knocked on the table with his knuckles.
The elder deacon shuddered, then suddenly straightened up and blurted out, "Master, I'm awake!"
How many times did I get caught before I developed this habit?
Ling Zheng secretly complained, as if he didn't hear the elder's nonsense. He smiled politely and placed the tampered book on the table.
"Hello, Senior. I've searched the entire library but can't find the second volume of this book. I'm really interested in it, so could you please let me look up the donor's information?"
"This..." The elder deacon pinched his mustache, looked Ling Zheng up and down, and smiled like a chrysanthemum: "Excuse me, my friend, for safety reasons, only people from this sect can look through the book."
Ling Zheng's eyebrows and mouth corners drooped. "Senior, can't you be flexible? I'm scratching my head and thinking about the next volume, and I can't sleep well."
"I'm sorry, this is the sect's rule, and I can't overstep my bounds." The elder deacon seemed to have a good attitude, but in fact, he was very careful.
Ling Zheng sighed, giving up. In a flash, he raised his hand and a brown-black flying insect shot out from his sleeve. The elder deacon was no ordinary person either. He reacted quickly and chopped it off with his hand, making a sound of breaking wind.
Unexpectedly, Ling Zheng moved the angles so that they were all in his designed position, and caught the elder deacon in a blind spot where he could not dodge, and five more brown and black flying insects flew out.
The elder deacon had no way to avoid it, and his eyes were bloodshot as he watched the flying insects fly into his nasal cavity.
After that, I saw that he was breathing rapidly, bloodshot eyes, then his eyes became dim and his expression was dull.
Coincidentally, this flying insect was the method Ling Zheng originally wanted to use on Wen Rensu - controlling the Gu.
"Give me the book that records the donors." Ling Zheng lost his exaggerated acting skills and said expressionlessly.
The negotiation seemed to have lasted a long time, but in reality it happened in just a moment, and was so quiet that it was not enough to alarm anyone.
The elder deacon turned slowly, took out a book from the cabinet behind him, and handed it to Ling Zheng.
The date was written on each one. Ling Zheng had a complicated expression, not knowing whether he was feeling relieved or apprehensive.
At this point, it was impossible to give up the investigation. Silently reciting the title of the book, "Strange Poisons of the Western Regions," Ling Zheng quickly flipped through the pages, searching for the information he needed.
Indeed, Wen Rensu's name appeared many times, and what Qi Yinhua said was true. But Ling Zheng still couldn't settle his mind without seeing the final answer.
Please tell me, Wen Rensu is innocent, without a trace of suspicion. Ling Zheng held on to this hope and licked his dry lips.
Finally, Ling Zheng caught the information on the book——
Book title: "The Strange Poison of the Western Regions"
Donor: Wenrensu;
Donation date: March 5, the 11th year of the Lin Dynasty.
April 1st of the same year was the day Ling Zheng was surrounded and suppressed, and the two events happened less than a month apart!
A coincidence? A long-planned plan?
Was all this his design?
Hearing people complain——
It was as if an invisible hand was strangling his throat, making it almost impossible to breathe. The memory of Wen Rensu's wholehearted defense of him emerged vividly in his mind, moving him.
Ling Zheng felt dizzy and dropped the notebook in his hand, as if he had lost his soul.
At this moment, a burst of laughter and chatter came from afar. He suddenly picked up the notebook and made a hand gesture, withdrawing the control Gu from the elder deacon's body.
Afterwards, he left the library without anyone noticing, his steps staggering a bit.
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The author has something to say: Turn on the diligence mode [sunglasses]
I don't understand the chapter title, I don't know how to describe it in two words hahaha
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