The Dongyi in the past and the Jiuyi in today's today obviously did not change their methods of harming people. But three hundred years ago, Yunyao had to untie the bell and had to tie the bell, and he also needed to find the Dongyi people to treat it. Now, after bold assumptions and careful verification, only thirty people in Lu can endorse the Nine Yi disease to solve the Nine Yi disease.

The sound of "The Book of Zhou" penetrates the wall. The mad messenger first suffered pain, gradually lost his strength, and finally fell to the ground and was unable to breathe. He had returned to normal, as if he had a long nightmare.

"Okay, you can stop." The black energy in the messenger's body had been driven away. Yun Yao was very satisfied and said to everyone happily: "Thank you very much for your cooperation. After returning, each person will have three hundred coins."

Jian Wu's throat was smoking, and he was full of question marks.

When the messenger's parents heard that there was no sound in the yard, they poked their heads out and saw Yun Yao waved in the fire to let them in.

"It's already done, you guys go in."

The two old men, and a few young men behind them, entered the house one after another, and then cried and cried with joy. It was obvious that the messenger had returned to normal, but was still very weak. The messenger was much more intoxicated than the grandson of the boatman, and it was a long time, and it had been almost a year.

In order to study this disease, Yunyao spent a lot of time thinking about memorizing and exorcising evil energy and using human consciousness to dispel evil energy. It seems that it is very successful. The habit of memorizing must be passed down in the future. There is no need to recite "The Book of Zhou", but the same is true for other articles, but it is best to have positive content, and the effect will be better.

The results of this experiment will be recorded, and the Dacheng Smart Project has been improved a little more.

Now Yunyao needs to ask the messenger a few questions.

The messenger took a shower first and ate something. Although the person was thin, his eyes were clear. He knelt down at Yunyao and said, "Thank you for saving your life. Ma Jiu is willing to repay his kindness as a cow or a horse."

"No need to do this, your parents have already paid." Yunyao has received a medical fee, so he told Ma Jiu not to have too much psychological burden and just live a good life. She asked, "Tell me about your trip to Jiuyi in detail."

Ma Jiu was still scared and his eyes were filled with tears. It was obvious that he had encountered something very terrible.

"At the time, we were ordered by the king to form a team of envoys of 100 people, and visited Jiuyi one by one with thirty carts of goods. We first visited Baiyi and Fangyi and went smoothly. Then we went to Chiyi's tribe, but after we arrived, we found that Xuanyi and Yangyi had already arrived at Chiyi's tribe first, and the three high priests welcomed us enthusiastically. At first, we thought that Xuanyi and Yangyi were willing to pay tribute to Qi, so we came to receive the envoys. But we didn't expect that this was the beginning of the nightmare..." Speaking of this, Ma Jiu couldn't help but hug his arms, his body was trembling, and obviously something extremely terrible happened afterwards.

It's not just terrible, it's simply inhumane. How could a good young man like Ma Jiu, who was born under the glory of Emperor Zhou, grew up on the land of Qi?

The next description of Ma Jiu was also intermittent, because the entire envoy was drugged, and the memory was sometimes sober and sometimes confused, but the memory when awake was already terrible.

The high priests of Chiyi, Xuanyi and Yangyi first sacrificed the blood of the tribe leader of Chiyi tribe. Ma Jiu also went to the battlefield to see dead people, but never saw people killing people like pigs. Moreover, when the tribe leader died, his face was covered in blood, but he was laughing, his white teeth exposed, which was extremely horrifying.

Yunyao thought to himself that this was a tradition of the Dongyi people and sacrificed the patriarch, but the process seemed to be a bit too much.

"...After they killed the patriarch, the warriors of the three tribes began to kill each other again. I don't know what they were doing, they attacked each other like crazy. That was not killing each other, without any respect, just like the opponent was not like the same kind, I have never seen him in my life." Anyway, Ma Jiu still didn't understand why these behaviors were, but the most terrifying thing happened next. He swallowed nervously: "Then those dead people were put together by the high priest, who cut off their bodies, sewed the intact parts together, and then..."

Yes, the stitched corpse was alive, and Ma Jiu felt that if he said the truth, he might be regarded as a madman again.

"Drink some wine." Yunyao took out a small bottle of wine and handed it to Ma Jiu.

After Ma Jiu drank, he smiled bitterly and continued, "...you may think I was talking crazy again, but the body really lived. Then our envoy team was forced to be imprisoned with the body, and many people were killed. The non-dead people were also fed a dark thing. Then I was confused and all the experiences became false. I didn't know if I was dreaming or I had actually experienced it."

"What do you remember?"

"I really want to experience ten deaths..." Ma Jiu said blankly.

Yunyao looked at the scar on Ma Jiu's arm and could vaguely see the word "Ten Deaths". It seems that behind Jiuyi, the Jingwei Alliance may be the troublemaker, otherwise Jiuyi would not have become so cruel. Although the Dongyi people have the habit of offering sacrifices to the clan leader, they usually bribe the heavens when they can't survive. They will never engage in such meaningless bloody fights on weekdays, let alone the resurrection of the dead. Dongyi people do not have this ability.

Ma Jiu was stunned and seemed to be in the gap between death and life, and could not come back to his senses.

"Drink the wine, rest well, everything is over." Yunyao left the room. At this time, the east was already white, and the people of Lu were sleeping on the ground in the yard.

Only Cao Mo stared at Yun Yao and after a strange incident all night, he would definitely not believe that Yun Yao was an ordinary cook anymore. This incident shocked him so much, and Cao Mo realized that the world was far more complicated than he knew.

Just when Yun Yao was about to take a step first, Cao Mo resisted with his sword, which obviously needed a reasonable explanation.

Yunyao looked at the bronze sword blocking in front of him, then looked at the serious man, and said, "What do you want to know?"

"Everything." Cao Mo said simply.

"Simply put, it is not peaceful in the world, and there will be some strange powers and gods. We can't do much, that is, we just do investigations, so that we don't even know how to die. After investigation, we will at least know who our opponent is. As for the others, I can't disclose them, so I can only tell you nothing." After saying that, Yunyao continued: "Also, as a swordsman, it's best not to draw the sword easily. When drawing the sword, it's best to recognize the enemy and me, otherwise it's easy to hurt a friendly army by mistake."

Cao Momo returned the sword back to the scabbard and said, "Sorry, I will remember it." "Then is the Qi State holding a sword fighting conference this time really for the sake of the world, not just to strengthen the military of Qi State?"

It seems that except for the people of Qi, foreigners all believe that the sword fighting conference of Qi is poaching people.

"Qi State is definitely serious about raising the banner of respecting the king and expelling the barbarians. Not only will the Nine Barbarians be in chaos, they will work hard, and the Northern Di State will also work hard, and the Southern Barbarians are in chaos, the same is true for the same." Yun Yao was very sure of this, because Guan Zhong was very clear about the main contradictions and the secondary contradictions, so Guan Zhong was a soft knife for economic warfare against the Central Plains countries, and a hard knife for the barbarians.
Chapter completed!