The Elixir is for You, The Poison is for Me

#796 - Just one stick of incense.

Director Huang, in just a few words, clearly explained the current situation of the Astrology Bureau, and then assigned tasks to the instructors and disciples.

The originally anxious crowd was revitalized by his decisive actions, and seeing that everyone had something to do, they were no longer restless.

Only then did Director Huang turn his head to Lu Jing and said, "Come with me, let's go see the survivors who returned from the secret realm."

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"Ah?" Lu Jing was a little surprised, "Can I listen too?"

"Of course, I have just promoted all the disciples of the academy to supervisors, but you are already a supervisor, so you can only be promoted one more level."

"Then I'm only a third-level supervisor," Lu Jing reminded, "Third-level supervisors shouldn't be qualified to participate in this kind of thing, right?"

"The Astrology Bureau now only has twelve supervisors above the third level left," Director Huang paused, "and two of them are about to die. If you're not qualified, who is? Are you coming or not?"

"Coming, coming, coming," Lu Jing nodded. He was quite concerned about this trip to the secret realm.

This time, the Astrology Bureau lost more than ninety supervisors, all of whom were elites, including Supervisor Qu who replaced him, all died in the secret realm.

Although Director Huang temporarily stabilized the precarious situation through a series of measures, he consciously ignored the most important issue.

That is the dragon in the secret realm.

The Astrology Bureau's enemies are not only the strange objects. After Guo Shouhuai's plan to open the iron cage failed, did it have any impact on the dragon? Will it cause the latter to escape early? What contingency plans does the Astrology Bureau have for this... …

Okay, Lu Jing no longer had any hope for the latter.

He just wanted to know what the situation was in the secret realm now, and also Kui's safety.

So Lu Jing didn't say anything more and followed Director Huang to the Star Observation Tower.

As soon as he entered the door, Lu Jing felt a heavy atmosphere. Everyone lowered their heads. Even the little clerk who used to like to joke didn't say anything witty today. After seeing Director Huang enter, he saluted and opened the door on the wall for the two of them.

After opening the door, the first thing that rushed into Lu Jing's ears was a chorus of nightingale cries.

The cries were full of sorrow, as if announcing a death.

Director Huang frowned and called over a man in green and asked, "What's going on?"

The man in green couldn't hide the sadness in his eyes, "Reporting to Lord Huang, these birds all belong to the supervisors who went to the secret realm before."

"Because the secret realm is too dangerous, they left their messengers behind when they left. Once someone dies, that person's nightingale will mourn incessantly, not eating or drinking. About three days ago, the mourning reached its peak, and now the sound is actually a little quieter, because some of the birds have also died."

Director Huang sighed deeply upon hearing this, "Prepare more of the grains and insect larvae they like to eat, see if you can save some of them, and bury those that died properly."

The man in green bowed and said yes.

After Director Huang finished speaking, he didn't stay any longer and walked straight towards the second floor.

He didn't go to the room specifically for discussions, but came to the third room from the end of the corridor. A wooden sign hung in front of the room, with the four small characters 'Immortal Spirit Medical Hall' written on it.

Director Huang reached out and knocked twice, then pushed the door open and walked in.

Lu Jing followed behind him, and from a distance, he smelled a strong medicinal smell. As far as his eyes could see, there were bottles and jars everywhere, almost making it impossible to find a place to stand.

Only four beds were placed in the southeast direction, two of which were occupied, and the other two were empty.

Even though Jiang Yuenü had taken anesthesia in advance, there was still pain on her face.

The person on the other bed was completely different from her. On the surface, there were almost no wounds, but his body seemed to be frozen in place.

His eyes were wide open, and even his eyelids didn't move, which obviously violated normal human function.

Another weasel seemed to be quite troubled by this, and tapped the knee of the person on the bed with a small wooden hammer, but the wooden hammer made a crisp sound of hitting jade when it landed on the knee.

Lu Jing lowered his voice and asked a nearby woman in green, "Are these two the Immortal Spirits?"

"No," the woman in green shook her head, "The Immortal Spirit is a stone statue, its function is to allow the divine doctors of past dynasties to possess the yellow weasels nearby and treat people."

Director Huang asked a weasel, "How much time do they have left?"

The weasel doctor put down the wooden hammer in his hand and held up two fingers.

"Two days."

The weasel shook his head.

"Two hours?"

The weasel shook his head again.

"Two incense sticks?"

This time the weasel nodded.

"Then do you have a way to make them speak?"

The weasel first shook his head, then nodded, and pointed to Jiang Yuenü not far away.

"It's fine as long as one can open her mouth," Director Huang said, "I'll trouble the doctor to wake her up."

Although Kui and Ebony's situation was much better, they were not on the same side as Guo Shaojian.

To find out exactly what went wrong on this trip to the secret realm, we still have to start with Jiang Yuenü and Li Xin.

The weasel doctor seemed a little dissatisfied when he heard Director Huang's words, feeling that it was delaying him from saving people, and he held up one finger again.

But Director Huang remained unmoved, "One incense stick is one incense stick, wake her up."

This time, the weasel doctor didn't insist anymore, took out a golden needle and inserted it into the top of Jiang Yuenü's head. After three needles, Jiang Yuenü suddenly opened her eyes, shouted angrily, and pinched out a magic formula with her hand.

A fire sword shot out from her fingertips, flying towards Director Huang!

But the latter waved his sleeves and directly dispersed it, and then Director Huang chanted.

"Eliminate desires and overcome thoughts, concentrate the mind and guard the center, gather the spirit in the mysterious orifice, be cautious and observe in solitude, do not see falsehood!"

This is the incantation of the Mind-Clearing Technique. The function of this spell is to help people calm their minds. Lu Jing had seen Xia Huai use it once in the Hanging Arch Hall to break the illusion of the night crow.

This time, when Director Huang used it, the effect was even more outstanding.

But it had no effect on Jiang Yuenü. Seeing that the fire sword missed, Jiang Yuenü struck again. A weasel beside her was grabbed by the neck as if by an invisible hand.

It was lifted into the air from the ground, and no matter how hard it kicked its legs, it was useless.

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