"Oh, I'd really like to see the Zhou family's mechanical technology," Xiahou Qing said before he finished speaking. He didn't know what Zhou Weiyong had moved. Suddenly, a lot of dark green spikes appeared on the periphery of the study, which originally looked smooth and no different from an ordinary wall. If passers-by had not seen someone standing at the door of the study suddenly convulsed and fell to the ground, perhaps those who were standing outside would not have been able to react to what had happened.
Those who were stung by the poison fell to the ground and lost consciousness and breathing instantly, and they never realized what had happened until they died.
Upon hearing the noise outside, Xiahou Qing quickly turned and opened the door, only to be startled by what he saw. After learning Liu Yong's true identity, he had someone disguised as a book buyer and inspect the study thoroughly, finding nothing unusual. He had never imagined such a murderous intent would be hidden within the outer wall. If it weren't for the bloodstains on the wall and the wounds on the fallen man, he wouldn't have been able to tell what had happened.
Zhou Weiyong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw this. It seemed that his move had played the expected deterrent role. Now, at least in this study, Xiahou Qing wouldn't dare to act rashly. "Master Xiahou, I said, don't force me."
After thinking it over for a moment, Xiahou Qing said casually, "...As long as Mr. Zhou can promise not to get involved in this matter, our Tianshu Tower will naturally not act recklessly."
"Whatever you're doing behind my back has nothing to do with me. I just want to live my life in peace and protect my family." Zhou Weiyong's attitude was clear: if no one offends me, I won't offend them. He has a legacy, but he can hide in the bustling city. He just wants to live a simple life. He doesn't care who owns this country. As long as his family is not harmed, it doesn't matter.
Honestly, Huangfu Zhong had never seen anything like this in his life. It was only then that he finally understood that this study owner was truly someone important, and a member of the Zhou family. It looked like Xiahou Qing must have accidentally learned of his identity and had intended to use the opportunity to win him over, but he hadn't used the right amount of force.
His intention was obvious. Seeing the people standing outside the room in such a state, Huangfu Zhong, who cherished his life, felt completely insecure staying in the study. "Pavilion Master..."
However, without waiting for Huangfu Zhong to urge him, Xiahou Qing simply turned around and left.
After leaving the study, the streets that had been bustling with pedestrians when they arrived were now filled only with the guards from Tianshu Tower. On the way back to the government office, Xiahou Qing didn't forget to ask, "Brother Huangfu, was today's play good?"
Huangfu Zhong smiled apologetically and said, "Pavilion Master, please tell me what your intention is."
Xiahou Qing smiled and said, "Brother Huangfu is a wise man. He should know what I mean."
The smile on Huangfu Zhong's face gradually froze. Honestly, he wasn't sure what Xiahou Qing meant. Was he trying to scare him with an example, or was he really targeting one of his own? Or was he trying to figure something else out? After pondering for a moment, Huangfu Zhong said, "...it seems that Zhou Weiyong is the last descendant of the Zhou family's Wei generation."
Xiahou Qing nodded slightly. It seemed that Huangfu Zhong had already understood that no matter how prominent the family behind them was, without the protection of the family, they were just defenseless ants in his hands. "Yes, so, what I can't have, I must never let others have."
"......" This sentence forced Huangfu Zhong to fall into deep thought. Now it seems that Xiahou Qing does not seem to have anything to do with the word "good guy" at all. Once this army of the living dead is organized according to his wishes, it will not only be the people of Liang who will die. He was really out of his mind at the time. How could he do such a thing! Now all hopes can be placed on Huangfu Xiong. I just hope that he has woken up now and stepped up the development of a method to kill the queen insect.
Xiahou Qing added, "Don't think he's fearless now. If he dares to take a step out of the study, I'll smash him to pieces in the next moment."
...Three days later, the task that Xiahou Qing had assigned to Huangfu Zhong was basically completed, although there were still some details that had not been resolved.
"Master, are you satisfied?"
Looking at the army of living dead in a daze in the dungeon, Xiahou Qing couldn't help but nod in satisfaction. Putting aside the dead's deadly poison, their appearance and aura alone were terrifying enough. "The aura is good, but I wonder if the actual control can be as good as Brother Huangfu envisioned."
Huangfu Zhong patted his chest and assured confidently, "Of course, it's true, but there are still some flaws. If you want them to attack someone in a targeted manner or gather in a certain place, they need puppet strings. But the puppet strings I brought with me earlier have almost been used up."
Xiahou Qing's expression changed slightly when he heard this, and he asked, "Then, is there any way to refine it?"
Huangfu Zhong explained with embarrassment, "Puppet silk is made using a secret Huangfu family method. Aside from the few members of the direct lineage, no one else knows how to make it. The only advantage is that there's a lot of it. If we just take some out of the Huangfu family's warehouse, no one will notice. But in my current situation, returning to the Huangfu family is a bit difficult."
Puppet silk is indeed a rare treasure in South Vietnam. However, if Xiahou Qing remembered correctly, the black market claimed that as long as enough gold was given, even the stars in the sky could be obtained. "...The black market, maybe you can get this on the black market. For the sake of the great cause, it seems that I will have to wait a little longer."
Su Zhirou, who had left Qinghe County and was on her way to Qingliang Valley at top speed, had endured a tormenting journey. Not to mention the long journey, she also had to dodge attacks from the Nanyue bandits along the way. The poison Huangfu Zhong and Xiahou Qing had given her was enough to make her suffer.
I originally thought that as Huangfu Zhong said, the pain would only happen when she first took the medicine and when the poison finally took effect, but who knew that she had been tortured half to death recently.
Su Zhirou lay slumped on the horse's back, her face pale, her stomach aching as if it were on fire. After leaving Qinghe County, she vomited all the way. She'd initially done it on purpose, trying to spit out the pill, but who knew it would get out of control.
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