Chapter 368 Extreme Contrast
In the dimly lit and hideous prison van, Sean's head of dry white hair was a little loose and his hair tie looked a little baggy.
He sat cross-legged with his eyes closed and a solemn expression, his hands placed in front of him in a strange posture, like a blooming lotus.
What was weird was not only his posture, but also his actions. The little finger of his left hand was slightly raised and extended forward, touching the edge of the slightly smelly toilet.
The strong internal energy in Sean's body began to circulate slowly, and the air around him was slightly distorted. After a while, a gradually strong fishy smell covered the original strange smell in the car.
A drop of extremely thick, black and sticky liquid was forced out from his gradually repaired meridians, and slowly dripped into the toilet bowl along the small gap on the tip of his little finger that had been made at some point.
As that drop of concentrated venom was forced out of the body, the light in Sean's eyes gradually grew brighter, shining through the gap between his eyelids that were not completely closed, and his expression gradually softened.
With his hands pressed together, Sean quickly formed another hand gesture to gradually stabilize and calm the chaotic internal energy in his body.
This process lasted even longer than forcing the poison out. After a long time, as he changed the position of his hands and slowly pressed his palms downwards, Sean exhaled heavily and slowly opened his eyes, which were unusually bright without a trace of turbidity.
Ever since he was imprisoned in the dungeon of the Overwatch Council, he had been tortured and poisoned all the time. The head of the Seventh Department who was in charge of the punishment knew his physical condition very well, so he had a very good sense of measure in his actions, always keeping his body on the edge.
And since leaving Kyoto, Fan Xian had used an extremely simple and crude method of intravenous injection to poison him, which had indeed caused great damage to his body functions.
But just like what Fei Jie said when he was teaching young Fan Xian, the key to poisoning lies in the word "poison"!
The key to administering the drug to a certain person and in what way is to be suitable. It does not necessarily mean that the more toxic the drug, the better the effect.
After all, Fan Xian lacked experience in dealing with special cases like Sean, so he naturally could not have anticipated that after nearly twenty years of torture, Sean's body had already contained hundreds of various toxins of various kinds.
The massive amount of poison reached an extremely delicate balance in Sean's body, which would neither kill him nor allow him to easily find a way to force out the poison with true qi.
Fan Xian's extremely simple and crude method of poisoning was just like a huge axe, chopping into the knot in Sean's body that had been entangled for many years!
Although the moment the knot broke brought Sean unimaginable pain, it also allowed this powerful figure who had been immersed in poison and conspiracy for decades to successfully find a chance to untie the knot in his body. After dozens of days of trial and error, he succeeded!
Feeling his own strong internal energy flowing slowly through some of his meridians, Sean's lips curled up.
In the dim light, the cold smile and dry lips made his face look particularly terrifying against the backdrop of his loose gray hair.
Suddenly, Sean's ears moved, and the coldness in his eyes and the smile on his lips disappeared in an instant. His originally upright body collapsed and hunched in an instant, making him look decadent and older. He looked like an ordinary old man who kept exuding the smell of old age.
A moment later, the sound of Qi Qi Zha Zha unlocking the door was heard, and soon the iron door was pushed open from the outside, and the light in the carriage suddenly became bright.
Sean narrowed his eyes, slowly raised his head, looked at Wang Qinian, who had not been seen for a long time, and said in a low voice with a flattering smile on his face outside the door.
"It is you."
Wang Qinian chuckled.
"It's me, Mr. Xiao. Long time no see. I'm here to bring food to Mr. Xiao."
As he said this, he raised the food box in his hand to show it to Sean.
Sean glanced at it, hummed lightly, and closed his eyes again.
Wang Qinian's smile faded a little, he turned to look at the tiger guard beside him and gave him a serious instruction.
"Don't close the door when I go in later!"
This time it was not because he was afraid, but mainly because he stood at the door and smelled the smell in the car, which seemed a bit wrong and too pungent!
After the tiger guard agreed, Wang Qinian felt relieved. He carried the food box, stepped on the horse stool, and slowly climbed into the carriage and entered the compartment.
After carefully serving Sean some food and water, Wang Qinian used a wet towel to help him tidy up his face.
After finishing, he glanced at Sean's loose hair and asked softly with a smile on his face.
"Do you need me to help Mr. Xiao tie his hair again?"
Sean wanted to shake his head, but after thinking it over, he nodded instead.
"Then trouble you."
Wang Qinian smiled and waved his hands.
"It's no trouble, it's just a piece of cake."
When he was helping Sean comb his hair, Sean, who was resting with his eyes closed, suddenly asked a question.
"When will your little Master Fan come?"
He was asking about Fan Xian's daily poisoning. He was supposed to come in the afternoon, but he was unexpectedly late today.
Wang Qinian had almost finished combing his hair. He held his hair with one hand, picked up the cloth strip on his arm with the other, and tied it up for him skillfully. He smiled when he heard the words.
"I came here to tell Mr. Xiao about this. Now the delegation is not far from the border. Mr. Fan means that Mr. Xiao can be spared the daily suffering for the rest of the time."
Hearing this, Sean didn't show even the slightest smile on his face. He just closed his eyes and asked another question calmly.
"I heard that your young Master Fan will take over the Qing Kingdom Treasury after marrying Princess Lin Wan'er?"
Wang Qinian was stunned for a moment. It was because Sean changed the subject too quickly that he could not react. After coming to his senses, he continued with his actions and nodded in reply.
"Yes, that's the richest place in the world."
Before he finished speaking, Sean's hair was tied up.
After saying that, Wang Qinian took a look at his hair which was tied much better than last time, nodded with satisfaction, and clapped his hands.
"It's tied, Mr. Xiao."
After standing up and returning to Sean, Wang Qi began to pick up the food boxes on the ground.
Sean was still thinking about what he had just said, with a scornful smile on his lips.
"The richest place, is it richer than the Ye family?"
Wang Qinian paused, raised his eyes and thought for a moment, then he quickly remembered who the Ye family he was referring to was, and smiled slightly.
"That Ye family has long since vanished into thin air and turned into dust."
"what?"
Sean's pupils trembled violently, and then he thought of something and quickly concealed the deep shock in his eyes.
Wang Qinian lowered his head to pack the lunch box and did not notice the change in Sean's expression. Hearing this, he repeated what he had just said.
This time Sean closed his eyes and didn't react.
After handing the packed food box out the door, Wang Qinian saw that Sean had no more topics to talk about, and his eyes reluctantly swept towards the toilet bucket that was emitting a strong stench.
Wang Qinian slowly took out a white silk scarf from his arms, covered his mouth and nose with it, tied it tightly behind his head, took a deep breath, and then slowly walked forward and picked him up.
He couldn't help but take a look at the toilet and almost ejaculated. He quickly closed the lid, turned his head to the side, and quickly got off the carriage holding the toilet.
Although he covered his mouth and nose, Wang Qinian still subconsciously held his breath on the way back to the camp on the other side of the convoy. He quickly hurried to the tent in the center of the camp and quickly put it down. He retreated four or five steps before he began to breathe deeply and took off his mask at the same time.
Mei Cheng'an and Fan Xian, who were in the tent, had already walked out when they heard the noise. Looking at Wang Qinian, who had retreated a long way and was holding his waist and gasping for breath, the two looked at each other and laughed.
"Is it really that exaggerated, Old Wang?"
Fan Xian asked.
Mei Chengan smiled and waved at him.
"Li, what are you doing? Come over here and tell me what's going on with Sean."
Wang Qinian patted his chest, and after he recovered his strength, he stepped forward, complaining with a wry smile.
"Master, sir, I'm not exaggerating, it's really too stinky, even if I covered my mouth and nose it didn't work, the stench kept drilling into my nose, and I almost suffocated it to death."
As he spoke, he walked forward and pointed at the toilet on the ground.
"It's strange, Master. He's so old and doesn't eat much, so how can he poop so much all day long?"
Mei Cheng laughed happily, glanced at Fan Xian, and said something meaningful.
"I'm also surprised. After being locked up for so many years, his body functions can recover so quickly. Is this old guy still human?"
Hearing this, Fan Xian's eyes flashed, and he nodded with a smile. He stepped forward, opened the lid and took a look. After a light sniff, he frowned, quickly closed the lid, turned around and looked at his fellow villager and nodded slightly.
“It really stinks!”
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"This is such a stinky hand!"
In the magnificent palace in Xinyang City, white curtains fluttered in the gentle warm breeze. In the midsummer weather, the palace was surprisingly cool and chilly. The palace was planted with plum blossoms, which was very similar to the Changxin Palace in the Kyoto Imperial Palace.
Behind the white translucent gauze curtain, the eldest princess, half leaning on the soft couch and wearing extremely cool clothes, was smiling and talking as she looked at her confidant who had just made a move opposite her.
The name of this confidant is Gong Juren. Although his name sounds righteous, he is actually a very scheming old bitch. Such an old bitch is a woman of similar age to the eldest princess. Although she is a strategist, her figure, appearance and clothes are as seductive as a prostitute. From top to bottom, from inside to outside, she is full of an extreme sense of contrast.
Gong Juren covered her mouth with her hands frivolously and smiled softly. Her breasts, which were mostly exposed, trembled and she spoke in a delicate voice.
"That's not the case. In front of His Highness, even if the world's top players come out, I'm afraid they can only play bad moves."
Li Yunrui chuckled and glanced at her.
"That's not necessarily true. The boy is a smart man. Don't think that the reason he is so obedient is entirely because of your majesty's favor. I just can't understand why that old dog Chen Pingping likes my good son-in-law so much."
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(End of this chapter)
