I built the Jade Capital with the Netherworld

Chapter 114: The Taoist Master Wujiu Du'e
"Once in a nursing home, how can anyone be perfect? ​​Replacing the original disease with a plague, gradually reducing it, and on a large enough scale, it could be enough to meet the needs of a ritual! Furthermore, weakening the plague's toxicity, allowing people to live with the poison for a long time without affecting their quality of life, is also a possible research direction."

Having said this, Lu Wujiu paused and said meaningfully:

"Besides, who says that plagues are necessarily pathogenic? Tell me, is there a kind of plague that can fight poison with poison, making it not only harmless but even beneficial to humans?"

This was not just his imagination.

If he remembered correctly, bacteriophages and oncolytic viruses were special cases of fighting poison with poison.

In fact, he already had an excellent example in his mind, that is, the cowpox virus. This virus is not fatal, but after infection, it can provide lifelong immunity to smallpox.

It can be called the plague chosen by the demonic ritual!
Regarding this, he plans to try it on himself first and see if it works.

After all, theory is theory, and it must be effective in practice.

However, the research direction he proposed still opened Wang Ying's eyes, and he had an expression of "is it possible this way?"

As a mountain spirit, Wang Ying has lived for over a hundred years and is not lacking in wisdom, but knowledge and experience are not something that can be solved by wisdom alone.

He has just reached the second level and is still far from perfection. Now that he has a research direction, he has plenty of time to study slowly.

Having resolved his doubts, Wang Ying suddenly became full of energy. After discussing the details again, they went their separate ways.

Lu Wujiu also floated away.

At this time, it was almost dusk. A few dead leaves were blown into the stream by the evening breeze and floated down the mountain with the sound of gurgling water. Just at this moment, Lu Wujiu's soul left his body and floated down the mountain in the form of a shadow.

When the last ray of golden afterglow cast its light on the village, he also caught up with the last farmer returning home and quietly disappeared into the mountain village.

There is little entertainment in the mountains, and oil lamps are precious.

Except for a few houses with lights on, the entire village has fallen into deathly silence.

Some yin objects then became active.

A black-belted chain snake swam quickly along the corner of the wall. Just after it left the village, it suddenly became unable to move, as if it had seen a ghost.

"Who?"

The black snake raised its head, and with a look of fear on its face, it said threateningly, "Do you know that I am a scout from the Lingying Hall under the command of the Second Incommand of Old Lushan?"

A sinister voice rang out beside Black Snake's ear: "Second in command of Lao Lushan? Who is he?"

"Outsiders?"

The black snake puffed out its chest and looked around with its head. It kept mumbling, but it couldn't see anyone coming. This frightened it a little, and it pretended to be calm and said:
"It's okay to tell you, the head of Laolu Mountain is Laolu Mountain God, and the second in command is the Shadow of the Netherworld. Both of them have reached the second rank and are extremely powerful. If you dare to hurt me, I will not let you go."

"You're so arrogant! I don't believe that killing a monster like you that just refined its horizontal bones can still scare them? Never mind. I'm only here to ask a few questions. Just answer me honestly and I'll leave."

"whats the matter?"

"Has there been anything worth talking about in Old Lushan in the past six months? If you can tell me well, I'll give you a generous reward."

As soon as he finished speaking, a talisman fell out of thin air in front of the black snake.

After a lot of hesitation, Hei Se picked out a few unimportant things to talk about.

Unexpectedly, the mysterious voice seemed to know Lao Lushan very well, and kept asking questions, perhaps threatening with huge profits or even his life, forcing the Black Snake to reveal more information.

After a long time, the voice left with satisfaction.

Hei Se looked at the talisman in front of him, swallowed it in one gulp, pretended to be unaware, and left in a hurry.

Not long after, the shadow on the wall twisted and disappeared again.

That night, several spirits were interrogated, and Lu Wujiu finally obtained the information he sought. Liu Qingtan and Wang Ying hadn't lied; there were indeed no witnesses to the February theft!
Afterwards, Liu Qingtan and Wang Ying devoted all their manpower and resources, and even screened strangers who had appeared in Lao Lu Mountain for a period of time, but in the end they found nothing.

It can be said that the two have tried their best.

After hearing this, Lu Wujiu felt relieved.

Four months have passed since the incident, and all traces of the crime have disappeared without a trace.

Rather than coming to investigate the case, he wanted to find out whether Wang Ying and Liu Qingtan were just being perfunctory or even colluding to deceive the police.

After all, the case is too strange.

The stealing method leaves no trace at all. Using such method just to steal things from the villagers is really a waste of talent.

Now it seems that maybe some big boss stole the villagers' property out of some kind of malicious interest!
Forget it, there are so many unsolved cases in this world, I won’t investigate anymore!

Lu Wujiu thought about it and decided to just stroll around the homes of the owners one by one, leaving a piece of change and a note saying "Repay the loan in February" on the table, and end the matter.

When they reached the fourth house, Lu Wujiu put down the silver coins and subconsciously glanced at the portrait enshrined in the main hall. His expression changed slightly and he couldn't help laughing.

This is a picture of a Taoist meditating, with a line of large characters written on the header:
【Xuanmen Lao Lu Wujiu Du'e Zhenjun】

Got it!
This is obviously a portrait dedicated to him.

Although the painting's skills were not very good and it was impossible to tell who the artist was, the title written on the header still made Lu Wujiu sincerely pleased.

He did not practice incense, so naturally he did not know about the villagers' offerings, and he did not take the initiative to develop incense. Therefore, this kind of incense mostly came spontaneously.

He thought about it, put in another piece of silver, then turned into a shadow and turned away.

It flowed out of the house through the crack in the door. The bluestone wall outside the courtyard was already covered with the shadows of grape vines. A gust of wind blew, making a rustling sound, and the wild cat curled up on the tiles yawned deeply.

Lu Wujiu smiled slightly, glanced in the direction of Lao Lushan, and was about to leave.

The flowing shadow suddenly froze.

Lao Lushan is gone!

The thick fog that filled the mountains and fields supported the Nine Heavenly Steps, winding its way into countless jade buildings, where Lao Lu Mountain was once located.

If you look closely, you can even see the golden eaves and the beasts on the ridge looking at the moon.

Lu Wujiu's figure appeared and he looked back. The wooden door could not block his sight. The [Xuanmen Lao Lu Wujiu Du'e Zhenjun] in the crack of the door seemed to be laughing at him.

"Ling Ling——"

A clear cry of a crane broke through the clouds. Looking up, I saw a group of cranes flapping their wings and flying towards the end of the palace, as if guiding the way.

Lu Wujiu thought for a moment and then showed up, heading towards the former Laolu Mountain, now the Xianxiao Palace.

After leaving the mountain village, the world is split apart. Under your feet are jade steps that stretch out, and behind you is a simple and barren mountain village.

As you walk forward, the endless jade steps seem to be a piece of silk, floating weightlessly in the air. The surrounding sea of ​​clouds is deep, with pavilions and towers hidden among them. The clear sound of chimes and wind chimes on the eaves from time to time makes you feel as if you have ascended to heaven.

After an unknown amount of time, Lu Wujiu finally walked along the nine-fold staircase and arrived at the door of a large hall at the end.

The palace door opened without wind, and a melodious singing voice came from all directions.

"The guest official Lu Wujiu from the Old Law Temple has arrived—"

　Happy Chinese New Year!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)