Temple of Madness

Chapter 319 Emei Letter
Chapter 319 Emei Letter

Zhang Yang returned to his room with the letter from Mount Emei, and saw that it said: I have the antidote for the demon race in Emei.

Looking at this ancient message, Zhang Yang was a little confused.

When did Emei actually use paper letters to deliver messages?

The more he thought about it, the more weird he felt, and when he looked at the letter paper in his hand, he also felt faintly weird.

Just when Zhang Yang took the letter paper and looked it over and over for a long time, but didn't find anything strange, suddenly someone knocked on the door, and Yan Guixing's voice came from outside the door: "Zhang Yang, it's me."

Zhang Yang quickly opened the door, smiled at Yan Guixing, and made a gesture of invitation.

"Come in, Senior Yan."

Yan Guixing silently sat across from Zhang Yang, saw the letter paper in his hand, slowly took out a small ink-colored bottle from his arms, and put it on the table.

"Senior Yan, what is this?"

Zhang Yang picked up the small bottle curiously, opened the bottle cap, and smelled it. Instantly, he was stimulated by the smell from inside and burst into tears, and quickly avoided his face.

The smell is so unpleasant that it cannot be described in words, it is smelly and pungent.

It was the kind of gas leak, extremely terrifying!
"Senior Yan! What is this thing? Why does it smell so bad?"

Yan Guixing looked at Zhang Yang's squinting eyes, with a look of disgust on his face, and said with a smile: "Of course this smells bad, but it's made with the feces of more than a dozen kinds of animals. If I smell it, I'll spit it out." For three days and three nights, I didn't expect you to sniff it, but only a few tears came out from the smoke, it seems that Brother Zhang, you are really much stronger than ordinary people!"

Zhang Yang looked at Yan Guixing with black lines in his eyes, cursing him thousands of times in his heart.

Nima, what a compliment!

It was obvious that he wanted to see his jokes on purpose!
And when Zhang Yang heard that it was made of more than a dozen kinds of animal feces, Zhang Yang felt his stomach churn. He hurriedly put the bottle on the table in disgust, found out the disinfectant, and sprayed perfume everywhere in the room, trying to kill this Masks bad smells.

Yan Guixing calmly watched Zhang Yang finish everything before sitting quietly opposite him, the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.

Zhang Yang said with a dark face, depressed: "Senior Yan, how did I not know that you still have such a wicked taste?"

"Haha, don't be angry, I also want to liven up the atmosphere. Since you woke up, you have been frowning tightly, as if the sky is falling. This is really not like the usual you."

Zhang Yang was taken aback for a moment, sighed helplessly and shook his head, "Senior Yan, I didn't dare to say it in the meeting hall just now, but now it's just you and me, so I'm not afraid to tell you."

Seeing Zhang Yang's serious face, Yan Guixing immediately put away his smile and waited for his next words with a serious expression.

"Let's just say, although I'm not very powerful, I can still say with a pat on the chest that I can understand a thing or two about things in this world, and maybe I can help you think of a solution."

Zhang Yang took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: "Senior Yan, the true energy in my body is now blocked by this inexplicable magic energy, and I can only exert my strength to the strength of a sixth-level warrior with all my strength. If you want to force it If I reach the eighth level in my heyday, I am afraid that I will explode and die. Even if I am lucky, my meridians will be cut off and I will become a useless person."

As Zhang Yang's words fell, Yan Guixing stood up instantly in surprise, his eyes widened in shock, as if he was about to fall to the ground.

"How is this possible!"

Zhang Yang nodded lightly, Yan Guixing was even more astonished, and sat down shaking, his whole body shrouded in tension.

The two were silent for a moment, Yan Guixing managed to stabilize his emotions, and immediately said solemnly: "We have lost a lot of people in this war, and people in Xinhua Kingdom are panic-stricken. A lot of negative news spread everywhere, making everyone even more uneasy. The news of your waking up today was known to everyone, and after many people saw you, the dead atmosphere in Xinhua finally subsided. Your current If the situation is known to everyone, I am afraid there will be another turmoil!"

Zhang Yang nodded heavily, knowing the importance of the matter.

It's just that what he didn't expect the most is that he has now become the spiritual pillar of everyone, which also makes him feel a lot of pressure.

"Forget it, Senior Yan, I will definitely find a solution to this devilish energy. It's just that you came to me for something else."

Yan Guixing nodded with a gloomy face, picked up the small black bottle on the table, and then took the Emei letter that was placed aside in his hand, and put the gas mask he brought with him on his own under Zhang Yang's gaze. face, and then spilled the cloudy liquid in the bottle on the letter, then took out the lighter and baked it on the paper again.

Zhang Yang hid far away while covering his nose with his hands, watching Yan Guixing's movements in surprise.

"Senior Yan, what are you doing? Will you ruin the letter?"

Because Yan Guixing was wearing a gas mask, he said in a vague voice: "You will know later."

Zhang Yang really felt that not only his nose was suffering, but his eyes were also full of tears, stimulated by the smell.

Since Yan Guixing had been prepared for a long time, why couldn't he also bring him an extra gas mask!

In the end, Zhang Yang couldn't take it anymore, and rushed out of his room, stood in the yard, and breathed in the fresh air.

After about half an hour, Yan Guixing opened the door, walked out of the room wearing a gas mask, and handed back the blackened letter to Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang was almost fainted by the smell of Yan Guixing. He covered his nose, took the letter with his breath held, and looked at Yan Guixing in surprise after seeing clearly what was on it.

"This! What's going on here!"

The letter in Zhang Yang's hand is no longer white, only a piece of scorched black remains, and the original line of writing can no longer be seen.

But there was a line of silver characters on it, which read: Emei is in trouble!Come be careful!

Yan Guixing took off the gas mask, and said in a deep voice: "When this letter came from Emei, I was already aware of it. This is the oldest method of transmitting news. People who know it today are all An elder of an important sect, or the head of the sect. It’s very confidential, I think Emei must have something confidential to tell you, and you can’t let others know, so I want to decipher the secret of this letter for you alone.”

Yan Guixing paused, frowned and asked, "What are you going to do?"

(End of this chapter)