Shock!Crazy criticism that the regent’s first wife is actually me

Chapter 529: Drooling, unable to move
Anyone in the world who really wants to die naturally wants to live.

"Look at this angry look. It's really not polite at all." The old man shook his head and said, "The old man wants to give you a hand because he sees that you don't deserve to die. Since you don't want to live so much, then we can't There’s nothing left to say.”

After saying this, the old man turned around and left.

"Oh, you little thing doesn't know what's good, I won't follow you anymore, I won't follow you any more!" He waved his hands happily and left without looking back.

The sword in his left hand suddenly became anxious, "Stop."

"Stop when you say stop? How shameful for me!" The old man didn't listen to his blind instructions and strode forward.

However, the next moment, the sword in his left hand had already jumped away and landed firmly in front of the old man, blocking the old man's way. His face no longer looked as flustered and nervous as before.

At this time, the left-hand sword was quite calm.

The cold sword was unsheathed and blocking the road.

Looking at the shining sharp blade, the old man frowned in displeasure, "I would like to advise you, you'd better put your sword away, otherwise you will offend the old man and I will not be happy. Even if you kneel down and kowtow, I won't do anything." Take a look at you.”

"Testing?" Zuo Jian said with a sullen face.

The old man was startled, obviously he didn't react. After a moment, he realized what the left-hand sword meant and couldn't help laughing.

"Why are you laughing?" Zuo Jian was a little worried.

The old man put his hand on his waist and said, "I thought you were not afraid of death, but now I know that you are also afraid of death, but it doesn't matter. If you are afraid of death, we can discuss it. Put away the sword, find a secluded place, and let me take a look. "

Left-hand sword: "..."

"Why, you still don't believe it? Do you still want to die? Do you think your life is too long?" The old man raised his head and walked away, "Stop talking nonsense, do you want to follow me?"

The left-hand sword hesitated for a long time, and finally followed the old man, but he was still a little wary, so he didn't follow too close, just not too close but not too far away.

Looking at his cautious appearance, even a fool would have guessed the reason.

What else could it be?

The person who gave him this kind of poison wanted to control him. Now that he wanted to escape control, couldn't he be more careful?Be careful when sailing the ten-thousand-year boat, otherwise... your life will be in danger!

We walked to a secluded forest, surrounded by dense shade.

The old man paused and raised his eyes to look at the left-hand sword in front of him. "The smell on your body is getting stronger and stronger. It shows that this corpse poison has been on your body for some time. Now there is an antidote every month, which can relieve the poison on your body." It’s painful, but if it’s a day late, the blood will flow backwards, making you miserable, like the torment of being gnawed by thousands of ants.”

Hearing this, Zuo Jian remained silent.

"Whether you admit it or not, one day you will taste the poisonous hair." The old man twisted a piece of grass, held it in the corner of his mouth, and looked at him with a smile, "Look at you like this , at least half a year, right?"

Zuo Jian raised his eyes in shock and looked at him in disbelief, "How do you know?"

"Don't care how I know it, just answer me, yes or no?" the old man said meaningfully.

The sword in his left hand lowered his eyes, as if thinking.

After a while, he looked around thoughtfully, as if he was looking for something, as if he was afraid of something?
After a moment, he nodded and answered truthfully, "Yes!"

"Looking at you, your kung fu is not weak." The old man said.

The sword in his left hand makes no sound.

What's the use of having good kung fu?

He's covered in poison, and he doesn't know how long he can survive?
Maybe one day, he will die too...

Death is like a lamp going out, nothing is lost.

"In that case, why not save yourself?" the old man continued, "Do you really want to wait for death? Once this thing enters the body, it is not so easy to take it out. It will gradually erode the whole person, from the initial texture to the Later, the heart pulse finally took over, causing the host to become a living dead."

When he heard the words "living dead", Zuo Jian was completely confused, and his face turned extremely ugly. "You, what did you say?" "Three to five years of effort can turn a living person into a living dead." , the body is still alive, but the inside is hollowed out. From now on, you will know no pain, no external feelings, and even forget who you are." The old man said coldly, "Become a killing tool."

Left-hand sword: "..."

"The master tells you to go east, but you don't dare to go west. You don't even have your own thoughts and ideas. Unless your head is cut off, you will never stop easily. You will only complete the order and never betray the master. "The old man's meaning is very clear.

The left-hand sword silently walked to the tree and stood holding on to the trunk, his head buzzing.

"Think carefully, do you want to give it a try?" The old man chuckled dryly, "Although the old man is not good at medical skills, he may not be able to pull out the corpse poison from your body, but I can save your life and prevent your five senses from being infected by the corpse poison. Erosion can still be done.”

Zuo Jian's eyes lit up and he almost blurted out.

However, he hesitated in an instant.

"Why are you helping me?" Zuo Jian stared at him.

There are not so many people in this world who are full and full. They must have a purpose. Therefore, he cannot agree rashly. He must first ask the reason clearly and then decide whether to believe him?

Can people believe what a crazy old man says?

Not good at medicine?

Looking at him, he doesn't look like a doctor, and he doesn't look calm at all.

"Want to inspect the goods?" The old man finally figured it out.

This kid still doesn't believe him. Even if he is shaken, he doesn't dare to trust his life easily.

"How can you prove that you have such an ability? Do I have to believe a random person who says that he has good medical skills?" The left-handed sword sneered, "You look so slutty and crazy, But he doesn’t look like a doctor at all.”

The old man touched his long beard and said, "Then what do I look like?"

"Like a beggar and a madman." Left-hand sword replied.

In short, not like a doctor.

"You kid, you look down on others." The old man shook his head, "You really are blind to gold and jade!"

The sword in his left hand hooked his lips, "Gold inlaid with jade?"

A crazy old man with gold and jade?

It's really rare.

Suddenly, the corner of the lip of the sword in his left hand twitched, and in a trance, his hands and feet seemed to be numb, and he was vaguely unable to move.

what happened?

"Hey, can't you move?" The old man spit out the grass root in his mouth, stepped forward with a smile, looked at the sword in his left hand that was frozen in place, and walked around him with a smile.

With her fingertips, she gently poked his chest, and then poked his stomach.

"You should move a little bit." The old man gloated and smiled, "Come on, don't get tongue-tied, and say more nice words. The old man might be happy and let you go!"

The left-handed sword wanted to speak, but as he said...

Tongue-tied? !
The slurred pronunciation in his mouth, and even the saliva couldn't stop dripping down, making him a mess...

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this is not right, young man. You are so greedy for everything you see? Eating randomly will kill you, do you know?" The old man slapped him on the forehead, "You idiot, you dare to do anything. Put it in your mouth, I won’t kill you!”

Left-hand sword: "Woooooooo..."

Can't move?
I really can’t move!
What did he do wrong?
God...

(End of this chapter)