Under One Person: My comprehension is unmatched.

Do you want to learn the art of Gu poison?

Zhang Yan was taken aback for a moment, then nodded heavily.

When Wei Shufen saw that he agreed immediately, she hesitated. From their interactions over the past few days, she knew a little about Zhang Yan's abilities.

But time is too short. The faster he agrees now, the more determined he becomes, and the greater the consequences of failure will be.

Wei Shufen thought for a moment and then said seriously.

"Then promise me that, whether it works out or not, you will be mentally prepared."

After hearing Wei Shufen's words, Zhang Yan understood that she was afraid that he would not only fail to save people but also suffer a qi deviation.

He smiled at Wei Shufen, who had a serious expression, and nodded to comfort her.

"Three days is enough. You've seen my abilities before."

Seeing Zhang Yan nod again, she continued.

"Without Grandma's permission, there are some things about the Gu techniques of the Qinghe lineage that I cannot teach you."

"But I will compile all the Gu techniques and things that don't touch the core of Qinghe that the Medicine Immortal taught me into a book for you."

After she finished speaking, she said to Luo Shuning, who was standing by the fire.

"A-Ning, go ahead."

Luo Shuning took out a small booklet from her bosom, then, carrying the money gu in one hand, went to a house that wasn't too badly damaged.

Before she entered the house, she secretly glanced at Zhang Yan, who was looking at her.

Their eyes met, and Luo Shuning quickly lowered her head before gently closing the door.

A short while later, the money-gu screamed from inside the house.

Hearing that inhuman scream, a chill ran straight to the top of everyone's head.

The soldiers closest to the house silently retreated several steps, their grip on their guns becoming increasingly weak.

I never expected that the dying old man could still make such a loud noise.

And can this person even make a sound? What exactly did that little girl do?

Intermittent screams continued until most of the wounded and children were brought down the mountain.

Zhang Zhiwei rubbed the numb back of his head and said to Zhang Yan.

"I'll go check inside the cave to see if there are any remnants of the Medicine Immortal Sect. I didn't have time to search carefully earlier."

After saying that, he led Tian Jinzhong and the disciples of Longhu Mountain to the Cultivation Cave.

Many soldiers volunteered and followed the people of Longhu Mountain into the cave.

Time passed little by little.

Zhang Zhiwei emerged from the cave, followed by several remnants of the Medicine Immortal Sect, their faces contorted with rage.

At that moment, he happened to witness this scene.

The door to the room where Luo Shuning was located was opened, and a soldier, out of curiosity, peeked inside.

Then he ran to the side and started vomiting violently, his face turning a deep liver color.

Luo Shuning herself timidly approached Zhang Yan's side.

At this moment, her clothes were stained with some black stuff, the nature of which was unknown, and there were also some bloodstains on her face.

She glanced up briefly, then quickly lowered her head again.

Then she reached out her slender hand and handed Zhang Yan a booklet stained with blood.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Zhiwei's eyes turned golden, as if he had magnified his vision to the extreme, so that he could carefully observe Zhang Yan's expression.

Zhang Yan's Adam's apple bobbed slightly as he swallowed, then he slowly reached out to take the booklet.

However, under Zhang Zhiwei's careful observation, he noticed that the hand trembled almost imperceptibly when it received the booklet.

Zhang Yan, Zhang Yan, what are you afraid of when a delicate young lady gives you something?

If it were me, I wouldn't even frown.

Zhang Zhiwei withdrew his supernatural powers with satisfaction, a slight smile playing on his lips, and followed the others down the mountain.

the next day.

Director Zhu booked the only inn in the town at the foot of the mountain and settled the injured people and children there.

Soldiers guarded the entrance to the inn, and many doctors carrying boxes were going in and out.

Zhang Yan and the two Gu children were not here, because the two children could not control their Gu poison.

Director Zhu simply bought a farmhouse outside the town for their use.

At this moment, Director Zhu was pacing around the table with bloodshot eyes.

It has been seven or eight hours since we came down from the mountain, and the specific situation in the village should be clear by now.

"report!"

"Come in!"

A guard pushed open the door and entered, holding a file folder in his hand. He spoke to Director Zhu.

"The situation in Mangjing Village is now clear; please take a look!"

This was exactly what Director Zhu was waiting for. He grabbed the file folder, quickly opened it, and began reading.

He looked at the documents, his expression constantly changing. When he saw the captured and dead members of the Medicine Immortal Cult, his expression became extremely serious.

When he saw the number of children who had been rescued, he gritted his teeth, and when he finally saw the number of dead Japanese, he frowned deeply.

Why are there still Japanese people in the village? The current situation is so complicated, this matter is quite difficult to handle.

Director Zhu put down the report and began pacing back and forth around the table again.

The Medicine Immortal Cult has been completely wiped out, and with the child he rescued, he can keep his official hat.

However, he was still undecided about the matter of the Japanese.

Could he keep it a secret? But secrets can't stay hidden forever, and besides, his former boss was now mired in trouble and couldn't offer him much help.

Report it directly? That would truly be leaving it to fate.

After thinking it over, he decided to hand over all the matters to the old leader first, and then let him make a decision.

He stopped and spoke to the guard in front of him.

"Has anyone from the newspaper arrived?"

"They're here! They're still on the mountain."

Director Zhu nodded and continued.

"Tell them that they can write the article, but when to publish it is up to me."

"Yes!"

"There's one more thing. I need to send an encrypted telegram now and have the people in the makeshift telegraph room get it ready."

"Yes!"

After the guards left, he thought about what he wanted to send, then got up and went to the telegraph room.

After sending the telegram, he waited anxiously for another day until the telegram finally arrived the next day.

But there was only one word on it: Wait.

This single word plunged Director Zhu into another period of agonizing torment.

The same was true for Wei Shufen, who lived in the farmhouse.

She rubbed her hands vigorously, pacing back and forth in the yard, glancing occasionally at the door of the neighboring farmhouse.

"Instead of waiting anxiously like this, you should go to the inn to take care of the children and the wounded."

A familiar voice broke Wei Shufen's thoughts.

Wei Shufen glanced sideways at Wugensheng, who was lying on the chair, and spoke.

"Aren't you worried at all?"

Wugensheng, squinting in the sun, chuckled and said.

"What are you worried about? I know Zhang Yan's abilities, no problem."

Wei Shufen stamped her foot and said to Wugensheng.

"You're so carefree. I'm going to the inn, otherwise my sister and the others won't be able to handle it."

We've brought quite a few children down from the mountain, and the severity of their Gu poison varies. We are indeed short-handed right now.

After Wei Shufen left, Wugensheng straightened up and glanced at the closed door next door.

"Brother, I, Wugensheng, am truly fortunate to have made a friend like you."