Chapter 62: Serious Nonsense
Yang Fan had a new respect for Lin Shuhao. This guy was really good at telling lies.
Shaking his head and smiling calmly, Yang Fan said: "Brother, the failure of opening the gate of heaven is just a small matter, why waste the elixir? Besides, taking the elixir can save the life of the third young master, but the strong medicine is seven parts poison, and his cultivation will be wasted, and it will cause large-scale nerve damage, commonly known as epilepsy, and he will never be able to practice martial arts again. But as long as you are willing to waste some of your own essence and shorten your life by a few years, and use the secret technique of crossing the life nine mysterious needles that only the head of the sect can learn, you can not only help the third young master overcome this difficulty, but also take advantage of the situation to help him reopen the gate of heaven and make great progress in cultivation. Everyone in the Xingyuan Mansion will be grateful to you. This is the real great merit——"
Lin Shuhao's eyes were straight at this moment, looking at Yang Fan who was talking nonsense seriously, and he was completely dumbfounded. Ten thousand alpacas whistled by——Nima's nine mysterious needles of crossing the life, I have never heard of it, how should I write it next?
At this moment, Lin Shuhao deeply understood what it meant to shoot oneself in the foot, what it meant to be a demon who is one foot higher than the Tao. In terms of the ability to throw dirty water and tell lies, he was far inferior to Yang Fan!
And Yang Fan's words, spoken without blinking or beating his heart, immediately shocked the whole audience.
Including Ning Lao Liu Taichong, they all looked at Lin Shuhao with excited and expectant eyes.
Everyone knows that medicine is three-point poison. The stronger the medicine, the greater the sequelae. Therefore, they did not have too many doubts about Yang Fan's description of the characteristics of the life-saving elixir.
As for Yang Fan's later words, if it were an ordinary sect, they would only sneer at it. However, as the second general manager of Xingyuan Mansion and the confidant of the second lady, they know many secrets that ordinary people don't know.
Feng Shui is far more mysterious than people imagine. Whether it is the Kun Sect in the past or the Tiezhi Palace family today, they are definitely not supported by pretending to be gods and ghosts. There are many things in it that cannot be explained by science to this day.
Therefore, the Nine Mysterious Needles for Life-Saving sounded mysterious and incredible, but the situation of the Third Young Master at this time might require such an incredible method to reverse the situation!
And this kind of unique method to reverse the situation must cost a lot of money, and it is reasonable to consume the essence and life span!
With this thought, Liu Taichong bowed deeply to Lin Shuhao: "Please Master Lin, please help me, and the Xingyuan Mansion will definitely pay you back!"
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Seeing that a real person of the fourth level of innate bowed to a small shrimp like him who was still worried about how to break into the sixth level of acquired, Lin Shuhao's scalp was numb. He couldn't imagine what the consequences would be when Liu Taichong knew that he was deceived.
If this was a nightmare, Lin Shuhao really hoped that he would wake up immediately.
"I dare not. I will do my best." Lin Shuhao could only help Liu Taichong up in a daze, thinking that every second he lived was a second, and his heart was already dead.
He looked at Yang Fan with a smile, and the hatred in his eyes was almost real.
He knew that if nothing unexpected happened, he would really be killed by Yang Fan this time.
"But even if I die, I will drag you to be buried with me!"
Lin Shuhao screamed in his heart, almost twisted, but his expression became calmer. He looked at Yang Fan as if he was looking at a dead person, because he knew that he would soon become a real dead person.
