Beijing.
In a mud house in a village on the outskirts of Beijing.
"Even a person like Wang Daoist must die in your plan …"
Ma Xianhong sat on a brick bed in the house and caught the Phagocytic Sac that Liu Xiaojiang threw to him. He looked at the corpse stored in the sac, and then at Liu Xiaojiang with some confusion in his eyes.
He didn't understand why Liu Xiaojiang and Wang Ye, who were friends, would end up like this.
"Liu Zhenren, I didn't expect you to change …."
Liu Xiaojiang sat on a chair in the house and looked at Ma Xianhong, who was still sitting on the brick bed, and asked, "How long will it take for the corpse to rot in the Phagocytic Sac?"
"Theoretically, the space in the Phagocytic Sac is still …."
Ma Xianhong saw the state of Wang Ye in the Phagocytic Sac and knew that he was dead. Now that he heard Liu Xiaojiang mention the problem of the corpse's decay, he couldn't help but wonder what Liu Xiaojiang wanted to do with the corpse.
"The Phagocytic Sac can't be used to store living things, unless the living thing is put into a state of suspended animation in advance. But even so … theoretically, it's very difficult to affect a living thing in suspended animation."
"How long?" Liu Xiaojiang didn't care about Ma Xianhong's reaction to this. He just wanted to get a relatively clear time frame from him.
"It can only be delayed for about a month …." Ma Xianhong was obviously afraid that accidents might happen if the time frame was too tight, so he deliberately shortened the storage time of the corpse in the Phagocytic Sac.
"But what's the point of paying attention to this? When will the corpse begin to rot in the Phagocytic Sac … Is it still important?"
"Taoist Wang is already dead. Don't tell me you still want to do something to his corpse …. Isn't that too much?"
"Can the effective storage time be extended?" Liu Xiaojiang ignored Ma Xianhong's dissatisfaction and touched his chin thoughtfully.
"You created the Phagocytic Sac for convenience. If you use the Divine Armament Hundred Refinements technique to modify it, it should be able to greatly slow down the decay of the corpse … and completely stop all life activity, right?"
Smack!
Ma Xianhong slammed the Shishi Sac on the small square table beside him. He looked at Liu Xiaojiang with an extremely dissatisfied expression and said:
"Didn't you already get the Hundred Refinements of the Divine Armament from me? Why don't you try it yourself?"
"After all, not everyone can learn the Divine Armament Hundred Refinement Technique." Liu Xiaojiang shook his head disapprovingly.
"Besides, even if I'm really talented in refining weapons and Divine Armaments, I can only learn the Divine Armament Hundred Refinements technique from scratch in about a month … I'm afraid that even if I have a year, it won't be enough."
"If I had to wait until I learned the Hundred Refinements of Divine Armaments, Daoist Wang's corpse would have already rotted in the Devourer's Sac …"
"Liu Xiaojiang!" Ma Xianhong immediately glared at Liu Xiaojiang and said, "If my sister deserves it and should bear the consequences of her sins, but what about Daoist Wang … What's wrong with such a naive guy?!"
"He's the same as you and me, the inheritor of the Eight Strange Techniques. He's also a friend that you and I have acknowledged from the bottom of our hearts … Don't you feel any pain in your heart at all?!"
Hearing this,
Liu Xiaojiang looked at Ma Xianhong, who was still willing to treat Wang Ye as a friend. He could not help but frown slightly. He slowly raised two fingers and said:
"Firstly …"
"Daoist Wang's death has nothing to do with me. This time, I didn't personally kill him, nor was it the work of those who followed my orders … I don't want to see his friend leave."
"Secondly …"
At this point,
He raised his eyes to look at the agitated Ma Xianhong on the Kang and said coldly:
"Ma Xianhong, you are now a member of the Omnipotent Sect, and I am the sect leader recognized by the Omnipotent Sect. You and I can indeed be considered good friends, but in this kind of serious matter … you can't be as obedient as the other Omnipotent Sect members. Then leave the Omnipotent Sect immediately."
"Don't forget …"
"No one here asked you to stay here and help me. You insisted on staying here and didn't want to be with the other Omnipotent Sect members …"
When Ma Xianhong heard this, even if he was still dissatisfied, he had no choice but to lower his head according to his own situation. "Then tell me … What's going on?"
"If you don't make your intentions clear, I won't allow you to dishonor Daoist Wang's body even if you, the Sect Leader, want to drive me away. Death is the most important thing … You can't disregard your friend's body just because Daoist Wang is dead."
"Sigh …" Liu Xiaojiang stared at the stubborn Ma Xianhong for a long time. In the end, he shook his head helplessly and said,
"Old Ma, I really wonder how your brain works. You didn't want Daoist Wang's body to rot. How did you think I wanted to humiliate his body? Shouldn't you think that I was trying to preserve his body?" "That's right," Old Ma said.
"Because …" Ma Xianhong looked straight into Liu Xiaojiang's eyes. "I think that Daoist Wang's death, whether it was your doing or not, definitely has something to do with you. Since you have no good intentions … Who knows what you want to do with his corpse?"
"You …" Liu Xiaojiang couldn't help but feel a little surprised. Obviously, he didn't think that Ma Xianhong would be so smart, so he thought of the guy who had been in contact with Ma Xianhong.
"Old Ma, have you been in contact with Zhang Chulan recently?"
"…" Ma Xianhong was slightly stunned when he heard this, but then he tried his best to deny it.
"I have nothing to say to him. Since … since I left the Glorious Star Society, I haven't been in contact with that guy."
Zhang Chulan!
You son of a bitch!
You only know how to make trouble for me!
Liu Xiaojiang naturally wouldn't be deceived by such clumsy acting, so even if he didn't use both his hands to confirm anything with Ma Xianhong, he could still see that the honest Ma Xianhong was lying.
"Old Ma …"
"You don't need my permission to contact anyone, but … If you don't want to kill Zhang Chulan and the others, at least before my plan succeeds, you have to stay as far away from them as possible."
"Don't forget …"
"The Eight Strange Skills can also make people jealous. Now, because my problem is more serious, those greedy guys outside are not in the mood to take care of you guys …"
"If …"
"If you guys are too happy together and let others have the idea that 'the Eight Strange Skills can solve all problems', you may not encounter any big trouble by hiding with me, but on Zhang Chulan's side … people will die."
"I … I haven't been in contact with Zhang Chulan and the others recently." Ma Xianhong heard these words and immediately tensed up. But no matter how flustered his expression was and how worried he was in his heart, he still insisted that he wasn't lying.
"…" Liu Xiaojiang.
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