After the immortal disappeared

Seeing that he didn't care about life and death, He Lingchuan came closer and asked him: "Do you remember Qinggu?"

"The woman from Hongguanfang." Wan Song chuckled, "Do you want to threaten me with her?"

"All talented people have to step aside. She is considered a P." He Lingchuan also smiled, "I'm talking about the baby in her belly——"

Wan Song's face changed slightly, and he heard his long voice: "—that is, your child."

Wan Song was startled and couldn't help laughing loudly: "Ah ha ha ha ha... Ouch!"

The wound was pulled, and it was so painful.

But the more it hurts, the more he wants to laugh.

"You said, you said that Qinggu was pregnant with my baby?" He almost burst into tears. "Can you make a draft of your lie first?"

He Lingchuan sighed: "You are almost dead, why are you keeping Mr. Mai's secret?"

"I just like to see you rushing to the hospital when you are sick!" Wan Song took a few breaths, "If I die, you will not be able to do your job, and you will be in bad luck!"

There were actually two haloes of blood on his cheeks, and he felt much better. He Lingchuan knew that this was a return to the past.

After patiently waiting for Wan Song to finish laughing, He Lingchuan said leisurely: "Okay, you asked for it. The doctor said that based on the days, it's no problem. Qinggu only had you as a guest during that time. Don't you remember? A hundred days. You just got a large amount of money not long ago, and you generously kept her for a month."

"I just met her a few days ago, and she didn't even mention it!"

"Of course, she doesn't know it herself. Some women don't show their pregnancy at all even if they are three months pregnant." He Lingchuan said, "It wasn't until we took her into custody and she suddenly fainted that the doctor came over. Take your pulse.”

"You're just talking nonsense!" Wan Song said sternly, "A woman like Qing Gu has some tricks up her sleeve, so she can't possibly get pregnant!"

"If you don't believe me, I'll pull you over." He Lingchuan pointed to his broken leg, "I've already ordered people to cut off your skin and flesh, and Qinggu is waiting outside. If you don't believe it, we'll do a cesarean section now to check if it's yours. flesh and blood."

Wan Song snorted: "It's up to you."

He Lingchuan nodded to the officer beside him, who immediately walked out, quickly came in with a woman in his arms, and placed her on another bed next to Wan Song.

The unconscious woman is Qing Gu.

Wan Song frowned: "What happened to her?"

"Time is precious, I can only knock her out first." He Lingchuan spread his hands, "You don't think I cut her alive while she's awake, do you? I'm not that cruel."

He turned to the doctor next to him and asked: "I have never performed an autopsy on such a small Zihe Che. How big is a three-month-old fetus?"

The doctor held out a finger: "It's only one finger long."

"Can you tell the male and female?"

"Yes, we already have a prototype."

He Lingchuan pointed at Qinggu: "Okay, let's do it."

The doctor hesitated: "This..." He saves people, not kills.

"You can't do it?"

"Sir, this..."

"It's okay, I'll do it myself." He Lingchuan pulled out the dagger from his boot, wiped it with a piece of cloth on the plate beside Wan Song, and then made a brisk gesture with the knife.

Wan Song sneered and didn't believe it.

This guy was blackmailing him. "Even if she is really pregnant, even if it is really my seed, what's the point of cutting it out?" Killing all his children, can he cooperate with this guy?

"You cut off my path, and I will cut off your back. There is no benefit, but it will relieve your anger." He Lingchuan patted his face with the back of the knife and showed a sinister smile, "Come on, let's hurt each other."

Wan Song stared at him fiercely.

He Lingchuan walked to Qinggu and suddenly slashed with his dagger, tearing open his inner and outer clothes. The doctor pulled open the rags for him, exposing the woman's abdomen.

He drew the knife too quickly, leaving an afterimage, but it seemed particularly casual.

Wan Song was caught off guard and his brows jumped.

He Lingchuan had already activated his spiritual thoughts. He could see all the details of his expression without raising his head, and he also had a clue in his mind.

"Last chance." He Lingchuan poked Qinggu's belly. Wan Song's eyes narrowed and he realized that he was using a knife handle. "The crime you committed is enough to punish the whole clan, so you don't have to run away. But the higher-ups don't know that there are still people here." There is a man named Wan who has not been born. As long as I don’t tell him, and the doctors here don’t tell him, you can still leave a legacy in this world. How about you, can we cooperate?”

Wan Song sneered and said nothing, but He Lingchuan noticed that his cheeks were bulging, and he was probably gritting his teeth secretly.

The doctor beside him couldn't help but said: "Sir, just cut the knife half an inch first..."

"Why, are you still afraid of hurting the fetus?" He Lingchuan smiled half-heartedly and said to Wan Song, "Open your eyes wide and see if your offspring is a boy or a girl."

After saying that, he pressed the dagger under Qinggu's navel and pulled it.

Wan Song saw with his own eyes that the tip of the dagger penetrated, and he was sure that the other party was really ruthless and ruthless, so he finally shouted: "Stop!"

Blood dripped from Qinggu's belly, but not much. He Lingchuan's hand holding the dagger paused, turned his head and asked him: "Do you want to move?"

"I said." Wan Song took a breath, "Don't hurt it."

Even though he was cold and desolate, he still hoped to have descendants before his death.

"That's right. Mr. Mai is just your employer, not your biological father. Why would you risk your own son's life to protect him?" He Lingchuan thought for a while, "Oh, he can't be real, can he?"

"no."

He Lingchuan then put away the dagger, wiped the blood from the tip of the knife, and said to the doctor: "Carry her down to stop the bleeding."

At this time, Wan Song was not afraid of showing his timidity and asked the doctor urgently: "Is my baby okay?"

The doctor took his pulse carefully and shook his head: "It's okay."

Then everyone carried Qing Gu out.

He Lingchuan sat down again: "Okay, you have to be a bachelor. I will spare your child's life, what will you give me in return?"

Wan Song closed his eyes and said slumped: "What do you want to ask?"

"What are the pulp beads used for?" He Lingchuan began to ask the question, "Why is the consumption so large?"

"You swear an oath first." Wan Song is not stupid, "Keep my child safe."

"Okay, I swear to God that I will never harm your Wansong descendants, okay?"

Wan Song then said: "That is one of the main ingredients for refining the longevity elixir, which is the elixir. As for how to refine it and what other materials are needed, I don't know."

"Elixir?" He Lingchuan's heart moved. The name of this medicine sounded familiar to him. He seemed to have heard the late King Yuan mention it in the vision of the ruins of Thousand Star City. "What's the effect of eating it?"

"It's... I heard that it can prolong the life of those who take it." Wan Song coughed a few times, and blood came out of the corner of his mouth. "Originally it was called the Life-Extension Pill, but later it was simply called the Ancient Elixir Pill, 'Elixir of Agelessness'. But I I haven’t used it, so I don’t know.”

"You spend all day hunting for pearls for Mr. Mai, why don't you get a pair of elixirs to eat?"

"It's easy to put it." Wan Song said coldly, "Is that food worthy of me?"

He glanced at He Lingchuan and said, "You don't have to make any insinuations. I haven't seen it and I can't see the finished product. Bricklayers don't have a good house, and carpenters don't have a good bed. Admit it."

"Who are you feeding them to?"

"I don't know. I'll just hand over the pearls in exchange for money." Wan Song rolled his eyes, "Who else can use this? You must be rich or noble."

"Let's talk about the messenger from Lingxu City." With several monsters around him, He Lingchuan was about to bring up the question they were most concerned about, "Why did you kill it?"

"I didn't know beforehand." Wan Song was a little helpless, "If you knew, how could you attack it and bring trouble to yourself?"

"How did you find it?" He Lingchuan felt strange, "The white-shouldered eagle is flying in the sky, how do you know when it will land?"

"There is a small lake outside Shuangyi Town. The water is clear and full of fish and shrimps. Many migrating birds will stop there, including many bird monsters." Wan Song recalled, "In those days, I never found a suitable monster in the wild. , Mr. Mai ordered us to try our luck at the lake in Shuangyicheng. After we went there, we saw the white-shouldered eagle... It had been drinking water. It was the largest and most conspicuous, and other birds were far away from it. Far away. This kind of monster has the most concentrated beads, so we took a fancy to it."

He licked his lips: "It was already evening. We estimated that the white-shouldered eagle would spend the night there, so we waited until night before taking action. The process went smoothly and there were no twists and turns."

"You killed the white-shouldered eagle in its sleep?" He Lingchuan knew that this type of flying courier would usually only deliver oral messages, if not a long speech.

Intelligence is safer if it doesn't fall on paper.

But on the other hand, because there was no written information, the white-shouldered eagle died unjustly.

"……Yes."

"In other words, you chose this white-shouldered eagle as your target just by chance and without any prior planning?"

"We won't predict the future." Wan Song took a breath after saying this.

He Lingchuan waited for a few breaths and saw that he had become confused. He had to reach out and push him: "Cheer up, you won't wake up this time."

Wan Song finally woke up.

"Tell me more about Mr. Mai. How did this man appear?"

Wan Song thought about this for a long time before retrieving his original memory: "Originally, my superior's surname was Bai, but he changed it to Mr. Mai a few years ago. His temper was much better than that of Bai, and he was quite kind. He helped us We strive for higher salaries. We celebrated the New Year twice and even gave us New Year’s goods.”

"How did you know he was taking over from Bai's class instead of killing him?"

"The talisman and the password are all correct." Wan Song said indifferently, "As long as you pay me normally, I won't bother to care about the rest."

"Who is Mr. Mai's boss?" Since Wan Song's boss can also be changed, it means that Mr. Mai is not the top talker.

"I don't know, I've never seen him before." Wan Song saw He Lingchuan frowning and added, fearing that he would be dissatisfied, "But that person should live in the north. Mr. Mai brought us New Year's goods twice, and they were all Baishaqian's specialties. And Once..."

"Um?"

"One time Mr. Mai suddenly asked Snail Toad to go out, not to hunt monsters, but to send people away."

"Oh?" He Lingchuan became interested, "Who?"

"There were four people in total, all wearing masks. I don't know their origins. But the leader was a woman. Not only could it be seen from her body shape, but she also thanked Mr. Mai. Mr. Mai said no, he was just returning the favor, and asked the woman to swear an oath. Never disclose the existence of Snail Toad to the outside world."