Yamafu Military Affairs

Chapter 227 Tianrui Blood
It was midnight.

There was singing and dancing on the rooftop of Hua'e Tower, but Li Linfu, who was extremely powerful in the court, had no time to listen to the music. He was trying his best to open his mouth and nose, in an attempt to get some oxygen from the soaked cotton fabric.

Drops of water poured into his nostrils, and the fear of suffocation filled Li Linfu's heart.

This guy is so brave!
Li Linfu felt that his heart had never beaten so fast before. The blood pumping out at high speed rushed to his forehead, causing intermittent headaches and dizziness.

Uh-huh~
After struggling for a while, Li Linfu ignored the yellowish fluid oozing from under his robe and nodded his proud head with all his strength.

"It would have been better if this had been done earlier. Why did the Right Prime Minister have to seek this punishment?"

Qin Huai curled the corners of his mouth and pulled off the wet towel covering the old man's head and face.

"You. Wait. Boy."

Li Linfu swallowed big gulps of fresh air, and when he finally recovered, he looked at Qin Huai with hatred in his eyes.

"Then I will wait for the recommendation letter from the Right Prime Minister. Huai is a rough man and doesn't understand the twists and turns in the court. But as long as the reward is finally given and I don't get what I want, Huai will definitely visit the mansion and reminisce about the old times with the Right Prime Minister."

Qin Huai squeezed with his big hands, and Li Linfu's robe, which was mostly wet, became dry as before, without any trace of wetting.

"Of course, if Huai finally gets what he wants, controls the four towns, and keeps Zhaowu under control, then the 1,382 people in the Right Prime Minister's Mansion will be able to live in wealth and live to a ripe old age."

Li Linfu was pulled up by Qin Huai like a puppet, but his chest kept rising and falling, and it was obvious that he was suppressing his anger.

After decades of wielding power, this was the first time he was nearly drowned. If it was an ordinary assassin, it would be fine, but facing the person in front of him, he really had no power to resist, so he could only grit his teeth and endure this disaster.

The reason is simple. There is no physical evidence of scars or eyewitnesses for the methods used by Qin Huai. Even if Li Linfu were to complain to the saint now, the final result would probably be nothing.

Snapped!
A golden-red light flashed, and the four fair and smooth slaves who had just been knocked out by Qin Huai's punch woke up slowly. Looking at Li Linfu standing shoulder to shoulder with the warrior, they immediately stood up and protected the old man.

"I just had a very pleasant conversation with the Right Prime Minister. It was late at night. Right Prime Minister, we should go back to the banquet."

Looking at the four maids in front of him who were acting as if they were facing a formidable enemy, Qin Huai ignored them, straightened Li Linfu's clothes, and then pulled him out.

Li Linfu was dragged upstairs without saying a word. His cruel eyes penetrated Qin Huai's back, and he cursed this rough warrior a thousand times in his heart.

What a shame! What a shame!
I will definitely kill your entire family!

Sensing Li Linfu's surging malicious intent like a wave, Qin Huai smiled coldly in his heart and did not take this "knife in the waist" seriously.

At the beginning of the conversation, he was very clear that it would be difficult for him to offer any benefits to impress Li Linfu, who was in power and would make this narrow-minded, jealous and envious person willing to let the tiger go back to the mountains.

Therefore, Qin Huai had no intention of having a good talk with this old man who was adept at political tactics from the beginning.

Under the naked threat of death, if Li Linfu couldn't bear it and surrendered, that would be fine. But if Li Linfu would rather die than surrender, Qin Huai wouldn't mind putting in some effort to turn the entire Right Prime Minister's Mansion into waste overnight.

The two of them reentered the banquet arm in arm, looking like close friends regardless of age.

An Lushan looked at Li Linfu, his nose twitching slightly, and he was a little surprised: "Where does this smell come from?"

Li Linfu, with a stern face, flicked his sleeves and was just about to stop An Lushan from speaking nonsense when he heard Gao Lishi quietly walk out from the back hall and pass on Li Longji's edict.

"The saint has decreed that the banquet is over and all officials should leave!"
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Shengyefang, Qin Mansion.

After leading the Heavenly Cavalry to send Li Longji and the Yang sisters to the palace, Qin Huai rode on his Kuilong horse through the Right Prime Minister's Mansion and returned to the dark room workshop in the Qin Mansion that was originally built for the study of talisman armor.

Qin Huai looked at the various classics on the nanmu bookshelf, sat down cross-legged without thinking much, and took out the [Alchemy Notes] from his personal space.

[Alchemical Notes] looks like an ancient scroll made of brass. It is bound by tough copper foil. The text on it is distorted and complex, sewn with gold thread, but it has an indescribable elegant beauty.

"Is this the so-called dragon script?"

Qin Huai flipped through it hard, trying to open the [Alchemy Notes], but the brass book foil seemed to be sucked tightly by an unknown force and showed no signs of opening.

Looking at the strange characters on the brass cover that were identical to the symbols on the ruins, Qin Huai remembered the special ninja land sent by the landlord Hou Tu.

"Zero, try to interpret it."

"Understanding"

After a while, No. 0, using Hou Tu's authority, clearly displayed the interpretation of the cover text in Qinhuai's vision.

[If you want to pursue the truth, you must first solve this puzzle]

In ancient times, the craftsman who repaired the moon was extraordinary. He used white water jade to build a ladder to heaven.

The cloud-brocade feathered dress is covered with secret silver threads, and the starry sky shines with golden color.

Sometimes it is like bronze sinking in the evening mist, and sometimes it is trapped in the purple fog and disappears.

The sun shines brightly in the moon palace, but only the scarred moon remains.

Qin Huai read the riddle poem over and over again. With 69% physics expertise and 50% alchemy expertise, he quickly realized the metaphor implied in it.

Qin Huai stroked the brass scroll with his fingers, and carefully read the tiny words written in black ink to sort out his thoughts:

"Shuiyu Baifu is crystal, and the person who practices the moon should represent the moon."

"The mithril thread is silver, and the golden glow is when it first turns to gold, and then turns to bronze and dark purple over time, and finally the flames disappear and stabilize in brown."

"You want me to prepare silver sulfide at night?"

Qin Huai touched his chin, and suddenly remembered a sentence for no reason: [We must pass on knowledge to those who deserve it. ]

Now that he had figured out a general solution, he would do it. Qin Huai was never a person who would waste time. He took out sulfur water and silver from the bottles and jars in the darkroom workshop. Qin Huai looked at the sulfur water in the crystal flask, put the silver thread in it, and quickly condensed a ball of fiery red slurry in his palm, slowly heating the sulfur water through the bottom of the flask.

Gudu Gudu~
The sulfur water is gently boiled and the light golden coating of silver sulfide gradually thickens, turning into a darker bronze, dark purple and finally brown-black.

wow~
Sulfur water mixed with silver sulfide was poured on the cover of the [Alchemical Notebook]. The intricate dragon characters emitted a blood-red glow. The sulfur water and silver threads were completely absorbed by the brass scroll, but there was still no sign of it being opened.

"Master Walker, Tianrui Blood!"

Hearing Zero's timely reminder, Qin Huai did not choose to expend his energy to emulate [Tianrui], but took out a small can of blood borrowed from Xiao Gui from his personal space.

As early as when he tried to enter the ruins but was blocked by the huge bronze gate, Qin Huai knew that the state of [Tianrui] was quite different from that of [Qualified]. In order to reduce trouble, Qin Huai borrowed a can of blood from Xiao Gui and Rundstedt in case of emergency, which happened to be used at this time.

Blood splattered, and after the brass scroll was soaked in Tianrui's blood, it made a "pop" sound and slowly turned a page.

"Zero."

"Understanding"

The interpretation information is as follows:

[Tianrui may not be metal, but the blood of some creature! ]

Looking at the square Chinese characters appearing on the golden dragon pattern, Qin Huai's vision suddenly became dazed, as if he saw the lost history.

[Since some time ago, ferocious beasts have appeared in the wild animal groups around human settlements. At first, there were only one or two of them, and humans did not take them seriously. Later, the number of these beasts increased, posing a fatal threat to human survival.]

[These beasts are ferocious and terrifying, love to eat people, and have all kinds of incredible powers. They are called "demons". At the beginning, humans could not fight against demons. The only way to defeat them was to rely on human lives. It was the darkest and most difficult era. The old, weak, women and children could only hide behind the fortress and tremble, or sacrifice their own kind to quell the invasion of demons. It was a bloody era, until one day someone said that he had received the will of God. ]

After Qin Huai finished reading the top section of the copper foil, he smacked his lips and felt that something was wrong.

"Another will of God? Why do these myths and weird routines seem to be the same?

"Master Walker, in the epic legends of the Westerners, there is always someone who pioneers everything. This is their characteristic."

"That's true."

Qin Huai nodded, agreeing with Zero's statement, and lowered his eyes to continue reading.

[That man said he had received a message from God, saying that there was a sacred place in the south that could get rid of demons, so he gathered a group of people who believed in his words. Those people should be the first believers in the world. They crossed the dark land, left the kingdom by boat, and after countless years, they headed to the south covered by heat and set foot on the desert.]

[Many years later, everyone had forgotten about them. The only people who remembered them also thought they had died on the road. But suddenly one day, those people came back, carrying bronze jars sealed with gold and silver. The craftsmanship on them was far beyond the technology of the time. It was as if the gods and ghosts were imprisoned in the metal. They had hideous faces, guarding the knowledge inside.]

[There was a brass scroll written in an ancient language. In addition to the man who received God's will, only the believers who marched with him could understand those scrolls. After many years, they finally translated the book.]

Qin Huai stroked the gold thread on the copper foil and continued to read down.

[They named the book "The Emerald Record", and the essence of the book was engraved on an emerald plate. Later, the pharaoh priests who followed Hermeticism appeared, and the ancient Egyptian dynasty was established in the river valley desert. After countless sacrifices, the humans who carried the power of the demons finally perished together with the demons. Although the ancient Egyptian dynasty was short-lived, it is worth every human who knows that period of history to mourn for it. ]

After Qin Huai finished reading this page of story with mythological colors and epic tragedy, he unconsciously compared it with the story of the Messiah.

"Their history is exactly the same. The only difference is that one family brought back steam machinery technology, while the other brought back demonic power [Word Spirit]."

Qin Huai wanted to turn the page, but the pages were stuck together and he couldn't turn it.

"According to Zero's inquiries, the Gospel spread in the Messiah Church is most likely related to the Dragon Script expertise that Master Walker needs, while the Apocalypse studied by the Minerva Agency and the Original Sin Agency is probably related to mechanical alchemy technology. As for the Jade Record, it should record the biological alchemy technology that can stimulate the power of Tianrui's hybrid words. As for the Alchemy Notebook in Master Walker's hand, it should be a catalog and outline of this knowledge."

These most mysterious knowledge deep in the fruit worldview were now casually spoken out by Zero. Obviously, this information was something that even Yanfu Xingzou might not be able to obtain with blood and fire, but for Zero who temporarily borrowed Hou Tu's authority, it was easy and effortless.

"It seems that I have to go to Florence."

Qin Huai closed the brass book and put the trip to the [Legendary Paradise on Earth - Florence] on the agenda.

"Zero, can you find out how the Tianrui hybrid of this fruit can activate the [Word Spirit]?"

"Querying"

The information is incomplete. The relevant records found by Zero are as follows:
[In the face of the threat of death, humans are far more terrifying than they realize. - Hermes High Priest Tart]

[Sometimes, in order to survive, humans can abandon ethics and morality without any bottom line. - Thoth]

[If you want to kill a demon, you must first become a demon. - Hermes]

[Demons are very strange. Although they need to eat enough food to maintain their movements, they have surprisingly strong vitality. Not only can their physical strength easily tear through armor, but the magic sounds they emit can also erode human will. It is difficult for us to kill them with flames or swords. Compared with them, humans are so fragile.]

"Biological experiments?"

Qin Huai had some guesses in his mind, but he felt that it was not that simple.

[The Pharaoh's priests killed the demons, and after a series of complex alchemy techniques learned from the Jade Record, they extracted a blood-red viscous fluid from them, and then let strong men take it. It can make humans as powerful as demons, but it is full of uncontrollability. According to the records of the priests, the people who first consumed the demon blood were disposable. Their sanity could only last for a few minutes before they completely fell into darkness and became a member of the demons. ]

[Although the side effects were huge, it at least gave humans a chance to catch their breath from the demons. The next step was a long experimental phase. The test subject was locked in an iron cage, with dozens of people pointing iron spears at him. If he failed, he would be pierced to death immediately.]

[The experiment lasted for hundreds of years until the first generation of stable bodies appeared. They could control the power of demons but remain rational. They were qualified for demon blood and the first batch of immortals. It was the first time that humans had the power to fight demons head-on.]

“It’s unexpected, but it makes sense.”

Qin Huai was not qualified to judge this dark history arbitrarily. After signaling Zero to write down this secret book included in the Holy Palace of Khorasan, he got up and went out to the stable dedicated to the Tianqi and drew half a tube of blood from the Kuilong horse.

Back in the dark room again, Qin Huai looked at the five tubes of bright red liquid in front of him, which were similar in some ways, and murmured softly.

"If we regard Kuilongma as a demonic beast and Tianrui hybrid as an immortal, then the means of stimulating the Word Spirit is definitely not that complicated!"

(End of this chapter)