Murano Momo is a cunning doctor

Chapter 1045: Rebellion

"It's over... It's over... It's all over..."

Fatty Wang collapsed to the ground.

However, two clusters of flickering golden light were burning in the depths of Jiang Xiaochuan's eyes, who was at the core of the black fog.

Pain! A sharp pain that pierces into the bone marrow!

But beneath this tearing pain, an indescribable sense of "satisfaction" is growing wildly!

The extremely cold power that was absorbed into the body, a mixture of the essence of the Locking Yin Coffin and the alien Yin energy in Lao Liu's body, once again filled the body with the evil power.

And...this power is more...compatible!

After an unknown amount of time, the swirling black fog finally dissipated slowly and unwillingly, shrinking back into Jiang Xiaochuan's body like the receding tide.

His figure reappeared, and except for his slightly pale face, nothing seemed to have happened.

Zhuge Mingkong then dared to take a step forward, his voice trembling with the slightest tremor of someone who had just survived a disaster: "Brother Jiang... are you... okay?"

"Exorcising this deep-seated poison requires extraordinary measures. The clash of yin and yang will inevitably cause some disturbances, but there's no need to panic."

Jiang Xiaochuan slowly exhaled a breath of black air with a chilling aura and pretended to be calm.

"You're okay... then... then Lao Liu..."

Fatty Wang felt like he had been pricked by a needle in the buttocks. He suddenly jumped up from the ground and rushed towards the heavy black coffin with his hands and feet. His fingers trembled as they touched the cold edge of the coffin.

“Cough cough cough… Ouch… It hurts so much…”

A weak and painful groan came out from the coffin!

Lao Liu sat up with dust all over his head, looking a little embarrassed.

He shook his still dizzy head, and when he looked up, he saw Fatty Wang clinging to the edge of the coffin with a few unwiped tears hanging from the corners of his eyes.

"Wang Laowu! Are you crazy? I'm not dead yet!"

Lao Liu felt uncomfortable seeing his mournful look and muttered unhappily.

"Sixth Brother! You...your face! It's not black anymore!"

There was no time to argue with Lao Liu. Fatty Wang pointed at Lao Liu's face and said in surprise, as if he had discovered a new world.

Lao Liu was stunned and subconsciously raised his hand to touch his cheek - he felt warm skin, no longer the creepy dead feeling before.

He pulled out the Bagua lock, and the jade pendant that originally exuded a dead aura now regained its warm texture.

After careful sensing, the cold and chilling feeling like a leech on the bone really disappeared without a trace!

"Hahaha! Fatty, I'm fine!"

Lao Liu was ecstatic, and his fat body burst out with amazing flexibility. He jumped out of the coffin with a somersault and landed steadily on the ground.

"Sister Ruyan, hehehe... wash yourself clean and wait for me, Fatty, to take good care of you! I, Fatty, am alive again!"

Rubbing his hands excitedly, Lao Liu said with shining eyes.

This heartfelt declaration made Zhuge Mingkong, Jiang Xiaochuan, and Fatty Wang who was still clinging to the coffin, all twitch their lips at the same time.

This fat guy... is really a "man of temperament"!

After venting his ecstasy of being reborn, Lao Liu's eyes narrowed and his gaze finally settled on Jiang Xiaochuan.

"Shut up."

He cleared his throat, trying to look dignified, and said seriously, "Boy! Your methods are quite tricky! Quite interesting! Are you interested in following me, Fatty?"

"I guarantee you'll have everything you want in this city, and no one will dare to stop you!"

Hearing this, Jiang Xiaochuan's lips curled up in a playful arc. "I don't know who it was just now, crying and begging for mercy. Besides, I saved your life. According to the rules, you should at least work under me, right?"

"cut!"

Lao Liu choked and a hint of embarrassment flashed across his fat face, but he immediately resumed his reckless demeanor.

"Don't mention what happened just now! I kneel to heaven, earth, and ancestors, but I won't kneel for favors!"

"You saved my life, Fatty, I acknowledge it! Just keep this in mind. I'll return it to you anytime I get tired of living. You want me to kowtow to you? No way!"

He patted his chest and spoke with confidence, revealing the spirit of a reckless "real villain".

These almost rogue remarks not only did not arouse Jiang Xiaochuan's disgust, but instead made him feel that although the fat man in front of him was mercenary, at least he was evil in an open and honest way, which was better than those hypocritical hypocrites.

"Your life?"

Jiang Xiaochuan shook his head slightly, "I'm not interested."

He paused, then abruptly changed the subject. "But at least I pulled you back from the brink of death. Is it not too much to ask you a question?"

"Say!"

Lao Liu answered very straightforwardly. He waved his fat hand and said proudly, "As for what I know, I will tell you everything, even if it means reaching for the moon in the sky or catching turtles in the five oceans. I promise to tell you everything I know, and I will tell you everything I know..."

Jiang Xiaochuan ignored his nonsense.

His eyes instantly locked onto Fatty Wang's chubby face, which was filled with uncertainty. "Not long ago, at the black market in Yihe County, didn't you sell a broken stone tablet to a blind old man?"

"Buzz!"

Fatty Wang felt an electric current surge through his head, and the face of a blind old man suddenly appeared clearly in his mind.

He remembers it clearly!

At that time, Lao Liuqian repeatedly told him to find a desolate place and throw away this strange broken stele to prevent future troubles.

But he felt that the stone tablet had some secrets and was reluctant to part with it, so he secretly hid it and had no intention of selling it.

Unexpectedly, the blind man was so eloquent that he confused him with just a few words, and somehow... he sold it!

This was exposed by Jiang Xiaochuan in public at this moment.

I also thought of the possible wrath that Lao Liu might unleash.

Fatty Wang was shocked and frightened, his face flushed red. He simply stiffened his neck and shouted in a rough voice, "Yes...it was sold! What's the matter?"

After hearing Fatty Wang's confession, Jiang Xiaochuan suddenly turned his gaze to Lao Liu: "Where did you get that broken stele?!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the blood color on Lao Liu's face, who was spitting and fearless just now, disappeared completely.

After a while, he suddenly jumped forward and grabbed Jiang Xiaochuan's collar tightly.

The fat, sweaty face was almost touching Jiang Xiaochuan's nose. "Listen! Boy! I don't care how you knew it, or whether it's in your hand now... Cover it tightly! Cover it tightly! Don't let anyone know it exists! Otherwise..."

He loosened one hand, tremblingly pointed at Jiang Xiaochuan and Fatty Wang one by one, and finally stabbed himself in the heart, "The three of us! Every single one counts! We all have to wash our necks clean and line up in the Hades Palace! Do you understand?!"

This almost devastating act of incompetence instantly extinguished the spark of hope that had just risen in Jiang Xiaochuan's heart!

To be able to terrify the rebellious Old Six to such an extent... what kind of horror and taboo must be involved behind the broken monument?!

Jiang Xiaochuan's heart sank completely.