Chapter 336

Sister-in-law Ji was carried in on a stretcher, looking like she didn't even have the strength to walk, her eyes dull.

Although she was the human mother of the Jin Du cub, she was just an ordinary person, and the Great Wind Army soldiers didn't guard against her.

Who knew that after the onlookers increased, she didn't know where she got the strength, suddenly sat up straight and shouted: "Give me back my sons! My two sons both donated their lives for Panlongcheng, and I gave birth to these few with great difficulty, and you still want to kill them! Are you human, give me back my sons, give them back!"

She roared until her voice broke, rolling on the stretcher, her face ferocious like a ghost, and the crows on the treetops were scared away.

The crowd fell silent, and her sharp roar seemed to echo in the sky.

Xiao Maoliang's face was cold as he lifted his chin, and the surrounding soldiers rushed up to block her mouth and tie her hands, fixing her on the stretcher and carrying her in quickly.

Commander Xiao then bowed to the surrounding city people and said loudly: "Fellow elders, this woman was deluded by an evil god, gave birth to ghost fetuses, and harmed our city people; today she has been brought to justice, you don't need to keep it in mind!"

The crowd listened and slowly dispersed.

He Lingchuan watched this scene, not knowing what to feel in his heart, and Skinny beside him also sighed heavily.

Who should be blamed for the tragedies of Yun Gu and Sister-in-law Ji?

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Wen Daolun took his son home, and the whole Wen family exploded.

The female relatives in the family took turns crying, and Wen Daolun was exhausted and burning inside.

Only a few hours later, when Zhong Shengguang saw him again, Wen Daolun seemed to have aged several years all of a sudden.

Along with Zhong Shengguang came General Hong, who had traveled through wind and dust.

She received the urgent report from the sparrow hawk and really rushed back from the front line on a fast horse.

The two giants of Panlongcheng finally appeared together.

Because He Lingchuan had had contact with Sister-in-law Ji, he was summoned into the Wen residence by Wen Daolun to repeatedly ask about the details, and was also at the scene at this time.

Wen Daolun had long been like an ant on a hot pot, and upon seeing General Hong, he bowed to the ground immediately: "I beg General Hong to save my son's life!"

Before his waist could bend down, General Hong supported his arm.

Her eyes were still hidden in the darkness, and her voice was hollow and cold, yet she was Wen Daolun's only hope at this moment: "Let's see first."

He Lingchuan paid special attention; the room was brightly lit, but it still couldn't illuminate General Hong's face mask.

But the face mask she wore this time was different from the one on Chifeng Mountain; it was an exquisite wolf-head mask, with the wolf eyes in the position of human eyes, and the whole body was crimson gold.

Wearing a face mask in battle at this time was not a strange thing; it was an effective defense against arrows and rain. Many Great Wind Army soldiers also wore face masks in battle; he didn't know if it was influenced by General Hong.

After entering the inner room, this face mask disappeared, and He Lingchuan saw that beautiful and charming face again.

Wen Xing's sleeves and trouser legs had been cut open; General Hong walked to the bedside and looked twice, then reached out and pressed twice on the wound on his arm.

She didn't draw a conclusion immediately, but asked someone to take a needle and pick out a tiny "fruit core" from the head of the ghost cub's remains.

This "fruit core" was broken in the middle.

He Lingchuan felt somewhat familiar, and General Hong asked: "Who killed it?"

He could only respond awkwardly: "Me."

"It's you again." General Hong's voice couldn't tell her emotions. "Both runts were killed by you."

He Lingchuan could be sure that what he slashed and broke was the brain core of the ghost fetus.

"Since it was shot by the ninth child of the Jin Du Mother, then what Wen Xing was hit with should be the wood transformation technique." General Hong affirmed. "This is the specialty of the True Lord Tongming, which has already far exceeded the divine power of the Jin Du Mother."

The four words "True Lord Tongming" made He Lingchuan's heart move.

The He family was framed for sacrificing to this "True Lord Tongming" back then, and the charge was living sacrifice.

He never expected to hear this name from General Hong at this moment.

"Can he be saved?" Wen Daolun only cared about this matter. "Or, can this injury be transferred?"

He Lingchuan remembered that Wu Shaoyi had used the secret technique of transferring injuries to transfer serious injuries to another bandit. Although there were many sequelae, he could still live for a few more years.

There were many capable people in Panlongcheng; it seemed someone else knew this trick.

"It can't be transferred." General Hong said lightly. "A mere secret technique of transferring injuries, and you want to deceive the eyes of the gods?"

Wen Daolun was extremely disappointed.

General Hong seemed to weigh it for a moment before saying: "If my true body descended, dissolving this divine art would be a piece of cake; but now..."

Hearing the words "true body," He Lingchuan realized that the one speaking now was actually the god Mitian.

General Hong paused: "True Lord Tongming lent a bit of power to the Jin Du Mother, but relying on this cub alone is not enough; it should have eaten other cubs and then burned its life to shoot it. Even if you didn't kill it, it would soon die."

Wen Xing was in a critical moment, and her words were not aimless: "You must understand that the process of wood transformation, from casting to taking effect, consumes a huge amount of life force; conversely, only by pouring a huge amount of flesh and blood essence into Wen Xing's body can one resist or even counterattack the invasion of the wood transformation technique!"

In other words, the process of "wood transformation" is reversible. Wen Daolun muttered: "A huge amount of flesh and blood essence, a huge amount... can you do it?"

"Not to mention mortals, even divine generals cannot do it. Even if all the captives and death row prisoners in Panlongcheng were killed, it would still be far from enough." General Hong turned to Zhong Shengguang and said, "No one can possess such abundant life force."

She emphasized the word "no one," and the room fell silent for a while, and the atmosphere suddenly became subtle.

Humans can't do it, then? Wen Daolun naturally wouldn't ignore it, his thoughts turning like lightning, and for a moment he was stunned on the spot: "Could it be?"

General Hong further explained: "Only divine art can counter divine art. If there is no divine art, you can only count on the god..."

Before she finished speaking, Zhong Shengguang suddenly said quickly to He Lingchuan and the others: "Everyone get out."

"Everyone" included He Lingchuan and other guards, the servants waiting on the side, as well as Helian Chen, Alo, and several physicians.

Everyone exited as ordered, leaving only Zhong Shengguang, General Hong, Wen Daolun, and the always unconscious Wen Xing in the room.

He Lingchuan was the last to walk out, and when he closed the door behind him, he vaguely heard Wen Daolun's whisper: "How could it be like this?"

His voice was filled with deep despair, which made He Lingchuan puzzled even after closing the door.

Could the last few words General Hong was interrupted from saying be "divine artifact"? As a dreamer from more than a hundred years later, He Lingchuan knew very well that Panlongcheng hid a divine artifact at this time: the Great Fanghu.

Didn't Wen Daolun know that Zhong Shengguang held such a supreme treasure, why would he be so desperate? The female relatives of the Wen family waiting outside saw everyone exit, and especially seeing Helian Chen, their eyes lit up, and they swarmed up, asking questions one after another: "Pharmacist Helian, how is our Xing'er?"

"Has he woken up, how long until he can be cured?"

"Will the injuries and illnesses on his body be contagious?"

"Why did General Hong come, could there be some change?"

Helian Chen's head was getting big, and Alo hurriedly stepped forward to protect him, saying: "It cannot be said at this time, it cannot be said! Commander Zhong and General Hong are discussing urgently!"

The female relatives of the Wen family were even more shocked: "What does Xing'er's injury have to do with General Hong! The two of them are not physicians, why wait for them to discuss a result?"

"Why can't Pharmacist Helian say?"

Helian Chen was about to retreat to the side room when the old lady of the Wen family stood out and scolded the younger generation for having no manners. The few physicians had just relaxed when the old lady herself walked over and said: "Physicians, let's go into the room and talk!"

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The storm center of this event—Wen Xing's ward—was quiet instead, probably because a barrier had been set up to strictly prevent sound from leaking out.

After about a quarter of an hour, the door suddenly opened, and Zhong Shengguang walked out personally to invite the old lady into the room, saying that Wen Xing had woken up.

The old lady was overjoyed and went in, while the other female relatives were still blocked outside the door.

He Lingchuan stood silently in the crowd observing Zhong Shengguang, seeing his face gloomy and not relaxed, and knew that things were not looking good.

Not long after, General Hong, wearing a face mask, walked out, closed the door behind her, and asked Zhong Shengguang: "What now?"

"Brother Wen's intention is decided, and will not be changed." Zhong Shengguang looked at the tightly closed door. "You go back to the front line."

General Hong nodded, walked away with big strides, and the crowd of subordinates followed closely.

However, she didn't walk two steps before suddenly turning back and beckoning to He Lingchuan: "Broken Blade."

Calling him? He Lingchuan was startled and hurriedly followed.

General Hong threw him a transparent glass small bottle, which contained the broken brain core of the Jin Du cub: "Your spoils of war."

He Lingchuan killed the monster, so the drop belonged to him.

General Hong added: "You have performed well recently; what reward do you want?"

He Lingchuan hadn't thought about it for a moment, so he could only say: "I have a few questions, and I would like to ask the General for clarification."

General Hong was also very straightforward: "You ask."

"General, can't Wen Xing be saved?"

"You heard it just now; he was injured by divine art, which is beyond my ability." General Hong said. "Divine art can change your body and mine from the essence, and current spellcasting can no longer do this."

Current? Adding this prefix, does it mean it could be done before?

General Hong added: "What I can do is only wake Wen Xing up, allowing him to bid farewell to his family before he dies."

But if Wen Xing is incurable, just announce the result; why did the three of them need to discuss behind closed doors? The strangeness of this matter must lie with the divine artifact Great Fanghu.

He Lingchuan observed from the perspective of a latecomer and couldn't help but infer that what General Hong was about to say was that the divine artifact could save Wen Xing's life.

But in the end, they didn't even intend to use the Great Fanghu to save him? Why? He Lingchuan observed the fatherly love and filial piety between Wen Daolun and Wen Xing, which far exceeded that of his own He family father and son; how could they sit idly by and watch the son pass away? Could it be that Zhong Shengguang or General Hong didn't agree? General Hong seemed to hear his inner voice and suddenly opened her mouth: "A year ago, Wen Daolun divined for his son and already foresaw that he would have a great disaster in his life, and that trouble would come. That's why the whole family opposed Wen Xing joining the army. Today, when the incident happened, Wen Daolun was able to view it calmly instead."

December, full of variables, is here, with high winds and rough waves; I hope everyone is safe.

(End of chapter)