Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 293: Resurrection from the dead, the lower-grade spiritual object Qiankun Bag! (Two in one)

The letter came from Hu Yan, a member of the Corpse Refining Sect whom he had released.

After the last serious incident, he successfully returned to the Corpse Refining Sect more than a month ago.

As soon as he returned, he immediately sought out many famous doctors and poison masters from inside and outside the sect, and spent a large amount of money to check and treat his injuries and the poison in his body.

There is a cure for the bone-wasting poison, so he has nothing to worry about.

Only the Xutian poison planted in him by Song Changming is the key to whether he can get rid of Song Changming.

Unfortunately, after several days of diagnosis and treatment, all the famous doctors he found were helpless.

The poison of Xutian is not a regular poison. It eats away at the warrior's underworld and spiritual body, which is quite mysterious.

When the poison master saw it, he exclaimed, "Wow!", his eyes lit up.

If Hu Yan hadn't seen the situation was not good and ran away quickly, he might have been directly disassembled by the poison master for the purpose of studying the poison.

Realizing that the poison was difficult to cure and that his only hope of survival might lie in Song Changming's hands, he had no choice but to accept his fate. While cursing Song Changming in the most unpleasant way possible, he had no choice but to work for Song Changming and find the person in the portrait.

He even didn't dare to remove the bone-consuming poison in his body.

After all, he had previously said that this was a poison with no antidote. If Song Changming discovered that he was lying, he would probably lose his last hope of survival.

Now he had to try his best to please Song Changming, deal with him, and get the antidote to survive.

Afterwards, the progress of finding the person in the portrait was smoother than he had expected.

Soon he found a pair of corpse puppets that looked similar. After further investigation, he reported the matter back.

As soon as Song Changming saw the information sent back, he basically concluded that the pair of corpse puppets found by Hu Yan were most likely his two brothers!

The corpse puppet is a material offered as tribute by the corpse refining sect on the other side of the abyss. Just this origin, combined with the time and year, as well as the similar appearance.

If you match them one by one, it will be hard to go wrong.

In addition to the information Hu Yan had investigated, he also provided two portraits.

The portrait showed two stern-looking men in black armor, carrying bows and guns on their backs, with their black hair tied up, their eyes glowing dark green, and their expressions somewhat dull.

Although their appearances were somewhat different from the impression Song Changming had of his two brothers, they were at least 60% similar.

"It can't be wrong!" Song Changming murmured to himself.

The eldest brother is Song Changping, and the second brother is Song Changan.

He finally found them!
Song Changming took a deep breath, feeling a little upset.

Looking at the pair of green eyes in the portrait, it was not surprising that his two brothers were turned into corpse puppets.

After calming down, Song Changming's eyes flashed with a strange color and his thoughts were in a mess.

It is a basically certain fact that the two brothers had already died.

His initial thought was that if his brother was really turned into a corpse puppet and was at the mercy of others, then what he had to do was to find that person and make him pay a heavy price, while letting his brother rest in peace.

But now, having really found the clue and seen the portrait, his idea suddenly changed.

Is it possible to bring his two brothers back to life?
The corpse puppets depend on the corpse refiner for survival. If the corpse refiner is killed, the corpse puppets will not be able to survive in the world for long. He has already known this.

But is there a solution to this problem, to help his brother escape from the corpse refiner, regain consciousness, and live alone in the world?

In fact, he had consulted Hu Yan about this issue before.

The other party expressed very tactfully that Song Changming was just daydreaming.

Even if Song Changming himself mastered the art of corpse refining, he would not be able to change the people bound to his two brothers who had become corpse puppets.

But even so, he still wanted to explore other possibilities and save these two blood relatives.

In Guyuan, there are many strange things and methods. What if...
He wrote a reply letter, asking Hu Yan to continue the investigation and try his best to get to know the person from the Corpse Refining Sect without alerting the enemy, gain his trust and prepare for future actions.

He was not in a hurry, but Hu Yan was very anxious.

Without an antidote, he suffered from the Xutian poison every day, which was very unbearable.

But he did not dare to disobey Song Changming's request and could only do as he was asked.

"Sir, lunch is ready." Outside the study, a little boy knocked on the door and called out.

"Yeah." Song Changming pushed the door and walked out.

There is a long desk on a wooden platform next to the yard.

There were many delicacies on the table, mostly meat, and each one was delicious.

If you look closely, you can find that each of these large pieces of meat is made from the meat of monsters.

"Did you do all this?" Song Changming asked.

"Well, the butler said that my cooking skills have improved and I can prepare meals for the young master every day." The boy nodded and said seriously.

Then he looked at Song Changming with some worry.

"The Master is not satisfied"

Song Changming sat down, tasted it, and nodded, "Not bad."

After hearing this, the little boy breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, another little boy came hurriedly from outside the door, holding a wine jug in his hand.

"Sir, the glass wine is here for you."

The kid was about eleven or twelve years old. His voice was still very childish and he looked a little reckless. He stumbled and almost spilled the wine.

Fortunately, a boy two years older than him came to support him in time and took the wine jug to refill Song Changming's glass with wine.

This pair of children were rescued by Song Changming from a tribe of demons a year ago.

Thinking that he would need someone to take care of chores and clean the house in the future, he simply took in the poor pair of children.

The older brother, named A Da, is calm and sensible and well-behaved, unlike his peers.

The younger brother, named A'er, is a little reckless in character.

Fortunately, I have a reliable brother who teaches me carefully on a daily basis, and now I can share some small tasks with him.

For example, combing the hair of Dahuang and Dabai, and buying wine for Song Changming.

"You guys eat too." Song Changming said.

"Yes, sir." Ah Da nodded and led his younger brother to a smaller desk nearby.

There were also some dishes on the table, including vegetables, fruits, fish and meat, but they were not the monster meat on Song Changming's table, but just some ordinary livestock meat.

The blood and energy contained in the monster meat was beyond the ability of these two children to endure.

Ah Er was already drooling with hunger, and after sitting down, he couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks to pick up the food.

After A Da clapped his hands, he allowed his brother to start eating only after Song Changming started eating.

After the meal, Song Changming began to refine his body, refining and absorbing the monster meat he had just eaten.

This can be considered as Song Changming's daily fixed practice routine.

While he was practicing, the two children were tactful and stopped making any noise, and the whole house became peaceful and calm.

In the evening, Song Ping'an came back and asked.

"Sir, Jinyu Tower is holding an auction tonight, do you want to go and take a look?"

"Go ahead, it's good to go and take a look." Song Changming stood up and said.

Although he had not been in the main city for a year, he still knew the reputation of Jinyu Tower.

Just like the Tianbao Pavilion under the Wang family, it collected many rare treasures and magical weapons. The gold and jade auctions it held regularly exhibited the finest items that were rarely seen in the main city.

In previous auctions like this one, Song Changming was mostly just a spectator, joining in the fun and gaining some experience.

Even if you see something you want, you don't have the money to buy it.

But now it's different.

He had made a windfall outside, and now that he had retrieved the spiritual crystals, he could spend them at the Gold and Jade Conference.

"Okay, Er, go and get the young master's clothes, and Da, prepare the carriage." Song Ping'an called.

He changed into a more formal white robe, tied his hair up, put on a hair crown, and accessorized with jade ornaments, and he immediately looked noble.

There is no way around it. The Jinyu Society has a clear rule that it only receives distinguished guests who are appropriately dressed.

Ordinary people can't get in to join in the fun.

Song Ping'an carried Song Changming's long sword and heavy weapons on his back and went with him.

He also has the physique of a dragon, so it is no problem for him to carry the knife now.

"Is there any news about Qingqing recently?" Song Changming asked in the carriage.

Song Pingan shook his head and said with a little worry: "Since the news came back half a year ago, Qingqing entered Yuanzhou and there has been no news since then."

Song Changming pondered for a moment, then said, "I'll have a letter later, send someone to deliver it."

Liu Xiangnan once told him a mailing address to facilitate correspondence between the two.

Because the ancient Yuan Kingdom was too large, most people used carrier birds and pigeons to send messages to each other.

Carrier pigeons are used for short distances, while specially bred homing birds are long-distance messengers, with extremely high flying speed and endurance.

Therefore, letter delivery is actually not too difficult in the huge country of Guyuan, and is much more developed than Dalai.

The two chatted, and soon the carriage drove into the second urban area and arrived outside the Jinyu Tower.

"Young master, we've arrived." Ada reined in his horse outside the carriage and turned around to say.

"Thank you for your hard work." Song Changming said, got off the carriage and looked at the extremely bright and luxurious building in front of him.

At first glance, this is not a place for ordinary people to come.

In comparison, Song Changming's clothes, which originally looked quite good, seemed plain and simple.

"Sir, do you have an invitation?"

Two guards stopped Song Changming and asked politely with a bow.

Song Pingan couldn't help but frowned when he heard this and said, "I've never heard that the Jinyu Club requires an invitation to enter. How come my son is a general of the Cuiqi Army, so he can't enter?"

Upon hearing this, the guard immediately apologized with a smile, "Sir, please don't misunderstand me. The Golden Jade Party has already started tonight. According to the rules, guests are not allowed to enter midway without an invitation. I hope you two can forgive me."

The security guard was quite friendly and explained the reason.

Seeing this, Song Ping'an's anger subsided a little, but he still wanted to get angry.

It was somewhat depressing that my son came here specially, but was turned away.

After all, his son is now a person of status.

Song Changming shook his head and said, "Forget it, since it's too late, let's go back."

He didn't have to participate in the Jinyu Club itself.

"Yes, sir." Seeing Song Changming say this, Song Ping'an said no more.

Just as the two were about to turn back to the carriage, the door of the Jinyu Tower suddenly opened and a person hurried out from inside.

"General Song is going to attend the Jinyu Club?"

When Song Changming heard someone calling him, he turned around to look.

He also recognized the person who came.

It was Shi Dongsheng, one of the centurions who had received him when he was in the recruit camp.

Like Song Changming, he belonged to the 41st Banner Army.

However, he was not in charge of troops under Xing Tiexin, but was a centurion under another commander.

Therefore, although Song Changming was a deputy general, he was not his direct superior.

"Originally, it was, but I missed the time and can't get in." Song Changming said bluntly.

For others, this might be an embarrassing thing, but he doesn't care about these trivialities.

Upon hearing this, Shi Dongsheng immediately bowed his hands with an apologetic look on his face and said, "This is my fault. I didn't know General Song was interested in the Jinyu Club at home, so I failed to send the invitation in time. I hope you can forgive me."

Song Changming was stunned when he heard this, "Is this your business?"

"Jinyu Tower has always been the property of my Shi family." Shi Dongsheng nodded and then looked at the two guards.

"Why don't you apologize to General Song immediately?"

The two guards already had sweat on their foreheads, and they immediately bowed and apologized repeatedly.

"It's okay. This is their job. There's nothing to apologize for." Song Changming didn't care and waved his hand.

"If it doesn't ruin General Song's mood, I might as well take you to the Jinyu Club tonight," Shi Dongsheng invited.

"Okay." Song Changming did not refuse.

He took Song Ping'an with him and walked in.

The Jinyu Building is also magnificent and decorated with jewels and precious objects. Even a small screen passing by seems to be made from a whole piece of beautiful jade.

Shi Dongsheng took Song Changming upstairs.

Soon, I could hear the sounds of bidding one after another.

"I'll offer ten mid-grade spirit crystals."

"I'll give you twelve."

"I'll give you fifteen."

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At this point, the Gold and Jade Fair had indeed already begun for a while. After the opening remarks were over, several items had even been passed through the auction.

The item currently being auctioned was a jade bowl with a white phoenix pattern, and it was eventually sold for a high price of twenty mid-grade spirit crystals. Song Ping'an was amazed at what he saw, and exclaimed that this bowl was so precious.

Song Changming had seen this before, and he knew that in the eyes of these wealthy people, not only things related to cultivation were precious, there were also many meaningful things that could also make them spend huge sums of money.

He didn't find it strange.

Even in the past, a bowl or a porcelain vase was sold at a price of over 10 million. History has endowed them with past significance, making them unique and more valuable than gold.

The second floor has a ceiling height of at least seven meters and is divided into a middle floor, which was designed for the Jinyu Society.

Thanks to Shi Dongsheng's relationship, Song Changming was able to go to the upper level, sit at a tea table, drink some wine, and leisurely overlook the auction scene.

Shi Dongsheng had some family matters to attend to, so he left in a hurry without staying for long.

As the bidding for each item ended, Song Changming watched with great interest, but did not make a bid.

Although he had a lot of spirit crystals on hand, he did not intend to squander them recklessly. Good steel should be used on the blade.

Suddenly, a small yellow and black brocade bag was brought up, which once again attracted Song Changming's attention.

"The next item, I think you don't need me to introduce it in detail. It's a low-grade spiritual item, the Qiankun bag!"

(End of this chapter)