Chapter 240 The Cure for the Poison of the Heartless Locust Tree
Chapter 240 The Cure for the Poison of the Heartless Locust Tree
Fang Duobing walked up to the cell where Elder Shi was imprisoned and asked about the whereabouts of the leech.
"Leech raised from heartless locust trees. Since you know how to use heartless locust trees, you must have these leeches around you, right?"
"Hmph, even if you kill me, I won't tell you where the leeches are."
Even now, Elder Shi still shows no sign of repentance.
“Since they are leeches, they must be found in places with water.” Wu You’s eyes scanned the cave, finally settling on a large water vat not far away.
The group followed her gaze and understood the meaning behind her words.
"You've committed so many evil deeds over the years, don't even think about escaping. Just wait to be taken back to Baichuan Courtyard and subjected to 188 hours of hard labor. Don't even think about having any crooked ideas."
After Fang Duobing finished his warning, he followed the others to the water vat.
"How can you find a tiny leech in such a large tank of water?"
"Ah Fei, I need to borrow your blood."
Still feeling a bit of a headache, Di Feisheng, who was sitting on the ground, didn't understand what Li Lianhua was saying, but he still drew the large sword from behind him, slashed the blade with his hand, and a patch of bright red blood stained the sword.
Di Feisheng didn't even blink as he handed the knife to Li Lianhua.
Wu You didn't know how others felt, but she felt pain in her palm. What a ruthless person! Did they really have to draw blood like this? She wouldn't dare to do that to herself.
Indeed, a real man is never afraid of a sharp blade.
Li Lianhua took the large knife and walked to the water vat, inserting part of the knife into the water and waiting.
Fang Duobing leaned closer to Li Lianhua, "If you untie the Heartless Locust Tree for him and he regains his memory, he'll turn back into the original Di Feisheng. Have you thought it through?"
Seeing Li Lianhua nod, Fang Duobing did not stop her.
"Fine, consider it repaying the favor of the person who helped me open the mechanism before."
After Fang Duobing finished speaking, he stopped talking and stared at the water vat with Li Lianhua.
As for Wu You and Nan Feng, they stood far away from the water vat and Di Feisheng, forming an almost isosceles triangle.
That giant leech, what's so interesting about it? It's disgusting. When I was little, I followed the adults to plant rice seedlings in the fields, and when we came up from the fields, our legs were covered in those things, half-eaten pieces. It even caused my cerebellum to atrophy.
She couldn't pull it out and thought she was going to die, so she cried loudly. Her family heard her crying and, thinking something had happened, rushed over.
Seeing the black spots on the legs, I was startled and quickly helped by gently patting the leeches off the legs.
From then on, I developed a psychological aversion to this disgusting thing. I always had to wear bucket shoes when I went to the fields, and even though it made walking very difficult, I dared not take them off easily.
Soon, a leech the size of a thumb crawled up the edge of the knife along the bloodstains. Li Lianhua gripped the hilt and carefully moved the leech to Di Feisheng's hand.
The leech seemed to have spotted an unparalleled delicacy, taking a large bite and continuously sucking Di Feisheng's blood.
At this moment, Di Feisheng looked very pained, with large beads of sweat sliding down his forehead, as if he were enduring some great torment.
The leech was incredibly greedy; even after its body had grown several times its original size from sucking, it didn't let go. But in the next moment, it finally couldn't take it anymore and burst open instantly.
Seeing Li Lianhua and Fang Duobing in the front row dodging, Wu You thought: Luckily, I stood far away beforehand.
After dodging, Fang Duobing turned around and saw Di Feisheng close his eyes and fall limply to the ground. He quickly went over and reached out to support him.
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