Chapter 617: The Methods of Jianghu People
The beggars made a fuss for a while and then left.
The Longxiong Guards had seen enough of the excitement and left. As they left, they could still be heard discussing: "Tell me, how unlucky they are! Even if they have special hobbies, they can do something with just two copper coins..."
"It must be bad luck! Who told them to cause trouble when the little princess was traveling and offend the gods..."
Several people felt a chill all over their bodies at that moment.
Yes, why are they so unlucky? Could this be the real reason? Did they offend the gods? ? ? Hoping for luck, the five people quickly left Longmen County.
Then, three days later, they began to develop sores on their bodies.
No medicine worked, and the stink got worse and worse. The stink could be smelled for several feet wherever I went. Even the inn was unwilling to accept me.
Thinking about what the fat beggar said about this disease being able to save people, and that it was really being saved to them, the five people all panicked.
Especially since the doctors along the way were unable to cure the disease, after more than ten days, the five people had no time to care about anything else and returned to Longmen County at night and found the fat beggar.
When the fat beggar saw them, he shouted, "I'm telling you! I know the officer of the Dragon Guard. I've already told him that if anything happens to me, you'll be the ones to kill me. Don't kill me!!"
Those people can only promise not to kill.
The fat beggar didn't believe them and refused to go with them. He gave them some silver before he reluctantly agreed. He also said to his companions: "If I don't come back in an hour, you will help me report it!!"
The five people were so angry that their teeth were itching.
But even if they had the guts, they didn't dare to cause trouble in Longmen County. They could only laugh along and take him away.
As soon as he entered the door, the fat beggar said, "What do you want to know? I won't tell you if you don't have money."
When they heard that he wanted money, the five people felt relieved, gave him two taels of silver and asked about the sore.
The fat beggar took the money with a grin and said, "I told you long ago that this disease can save people. In fact, you shouldn't blame me. Even if I didn't kiss you, you were already infected when you kissed me."
Several people/especially the two members of the poison group: "..."
We! Don’t have any!! Dear! You!! Don’t have any!! We don’t have any special bad habits!! No!! Hope you know!! Ugh!! However, there is no point in talking about this now. The five people can only continue to ask how this sore was contracted and how to treat it.
The fat beggar showed a nostalgic look: "I told you, I don't know if you believe it or not... Don't look at me like this now, in fact, I was also very handsome and powerful in the past. I learned some Kung Fu and was known as the tyrant of Longmen County!!"
The tiny Longmen County would have been unheard of if there wasn't a Shengping Palace here. The term "bully of Longmen County" is like "the biggest fly in the room". These people are very disdainful in their hearts, but they don't show it on their faces. They wait for him to speak.
The fat beggar said, "This is called a ghost face sore. Some say it's caused by harming someone, some say it's caused by eating dead people's flesh, and some say it's caused by doing something bad. Anyway, I don't know how I got it. And I heard that those who can save people only save bad people. I don't know either. Anyway, everyone avoids me. I don't know if good people can be saved. Are you good people?"
The five people looked at each other.
Maybe they really can't be called good people.
The fat beggar didn't care, and continued: "I didn't get it myself. Although I'm not a good person, I've only been a thief. I haven't done anything really bad. This was a woman... Bah, a bitch. She said she admired me and wanted to serve me. She lived with me for three days, but ran away on the fourth day. Then, after three or four days, I became like this."
He lowered his voice mysteriously, "Later I asked a Taoist priest, and he said that this sore can be transferred to other people. But it is like a living thing. The longer it grows on the body, the more serious it becomes. So, you have to find someone stronger and able to take care of it, so that you can transfer it. If the person you find is not strong enough and can't take care of it, then you can't transfer it."
"I asked, what does 'more severe' mean? The Taoist looked at me and said, 'It depends on what is wrong with him. If he kills people, then he is more severe because he has killed more people. If he is vicious, then he is more vicious.'"
He described it vividly.
Several people had different expressions.
After a moment, someone swallowed and asked softly, "How to move?"
"Move it, it's easy," the fat beggar laughed, "but I spent money on this method."
The man who asked the question took out twenty taels of silver on the spot. The fat beggar said disdainfully: "I have spent much more than this!"
Someone else directly took out a silver note worth fifty taels.
The fat beggar put it away and said, "It's easy. Take the scabs from your own sores, dry them, grind them into powder, and put them into the person's food. Just put a small handful in at a time. But you have to do it for three consecutive days without interruption. If you interrupt, it will be considered as failure. After you are done, the sores will heal. Wait for ten days or half a month, or at the shortest, five or six days. Your sores will gradually heal, and it can be considered as the transfer. If it does not heal, then you can find another stronger person."
The five people each had their own thoughts and no one spoke.
After seeing off the fat beggar, the five people discussed for a while and then left quietly.
In fact, this method is just short of telling them to rebel.
There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!
After all, they got these sores because they were planning a rebellion and wanting to harm the little princess. If we were to find someone more vicious than them, it would have to be their accomplice.
Ghost face sores and the like are often mentioned in folk tales, and there are many different kinds of legends.
This statement would be believed even in the future, not to mention that the little princess is a living fairy. Besides, they are desperate to try any possible means. The sores on their bodies are increasing and smelling more and more. Flies are buzzing everywhere. It would be strange if they are not anxious! It would be strange if they don’t try!!
This is like airdropping five poison kings to that group of people! ! The poison is endless! ! Of course, this is a later story.
To Xinbao, it was as if nothing had happened. She treated a few patients as normal and returned peacefully.
After coming back, Ming Peidi's expression was indescribable when he heard Hao Huashi proudly talking about his arrangements.
When he handed the matter over to Hao Huashi, he knew that his approach might be different from that of Shadow Guard. However, after truly experiencing his underworld ways, he still felt a bit complicated.
How can I put it? It's so "flavorful" that I can't even eat after listening to it.
And the most amazing thing about this game is that even if there are really smart people who tell them that this might be fake, they may not believe it! !
Because they will think that person is selfish and afraid of being moved away!
How smart can someone who wants to rebel in a prosperous age be? Anyway, this game is both too damaging and too satisfying.
Moreover, it is easy to operate for Tian Cong and other shadow guards.
When these people are ready to do that, just take the time to mix some medicine in, and you don’t even need to follow up! !
While thinking, Tian Cong remembered something again. He looked at Hao Huashi with an expression that he couldn't look directly at her, and even retched.
Hao Huashi knew what he was thinking at a glance and said, "That fat beggar is not me! It's not me, okay!!"
(End of this chapter)