Chapter 241: Erjing's Test, Nanhai Wanggong Temple

"Fatty, be serious." Liu Sang is now in critical condition and no one can afford to make such jokes.

Wu Xie shouted at him, and Fatty Wang tried hard to hold back his laughter, his old face turning red.

Whenever he looked at Liu Sang lying on the charcoal grill, grilled squid always came to his mind.

"The effect is not enough." Wu Suowei looked at the slightly reduced bronze toxin.

Although I know that this method cannot completely detoxify, it can only root the toxins in the deepest part.

But for Liu Sang's life safety, this method can only be used temporarily.

"It may not be strong enough, should I add some more?" Wu Xie added firewood to the ore with a puzzled look on his face. Looking at the ore that was burning red again, he poured water on it again.

The temperature around immediately rose, and the person standing next to him began to sweat on his forehead.

Kanjian pointed at Liu Sang lying on the ground in surprise. The fat man looked in the direction where his finger pointed and saw that the fine lines on Liu Sang's face began to disappear.

The fat man immediately called everyone to watch: "Hey, come and see if there is any reaction!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Sang, who was lying on the iron plate, began to twitch all over without any warning, and the people around him immediately held down his limbs.

Wu Suowei paid attention to the twitching Liu Sang. He did not seem to be suffering from a relapse of epilepsy. Instead, his heartbeat became stronger during the twitching.

The fat man looked at Liu Sang, who was lying on the iron plate without any movement after the beating. He looked unnatural and said, "What happened? Could it be?"

"I'm fine." Liu Sang said weakly.

After hearing Liu Sang's voice, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. It was not a good idea to keep him lying under the fire, so everyone helped him up.

Seeing the marks on Liu Sang's face disappearing quickly, Fatty Wang was delighted.

He suddenly thought of the sauna in Yangzhou. Steaming in it to get rid of the cold and loosen up the muscles and bones was also a good choice.

"Come, let me steam too, I'm a patient too"

"Let's steam your waistcoat first. How many years have you had this disease?" Wu Suowei laughed.

"This method seems to be somewhat effective now, but I don't think it will be useful in the long run. After all, the antidote is a powerful means for the other party to threaten us. I don't think they will let us find the antidote so easily."

Wu Xie nodded: "Although I don't know the principle, at least it can relieve the toxins. Xiaobai, please contact the supervisor and tell them that we have found a way to suppress it. I hope they can fully cooperate with us."

"Guarantee to complete the task." Bai Haotian nodded.

Erjing, holding a small gift, looked at Wushanju, which was closed, with a puzzled look on his face. Wasn't the business getting better and better?
Why is it still closed? Is there some secret deal going on inside?
Thinking of this, Erjing stretched his head and looked through the crack in the door to see what was going on inside. The courtyard was relatively tidy, but there were few visitors.

He shouted a few times when he pushed the door open, but there was unexpected silence, which gave off an eerie feeling. Erjing looked around cautiously.

He kept testing the situation, and when he walked to the center of the courtyard, a burnt smell hit him in the face, and then he looked towards the kitchen.

There was a gurgling sound of boiling water coming from inside, and it was obvious that something was burnt.

Er Jing walked slowly into the kitchen, and heard a voice beside his ear: "Brother, come and help me up, I fell down, I can help you, please pull me up."

There is black smoke coming out of the pot. If you keep playing games like this, the pot will burn and the kitchen will be in danger.

Er Jing looked at Wu Xie's useless appearance and, according to his usual instinct, touched his leg with the thing in his hand.

"What are you doing?"

Seeing Wu Xie turning around, Erjing's eyebrows twitched and he took a breath slowly, then he returned to his original attitude.

Wang Meng turned around and suddenly saw an old face behind him. This old face was too familiar to him and was the nemesis of his employees.

Like a demon from hell, Wang Meng screamed, put away his phone and ran away.

After running a few steps, Wang Meng suddenly realized that something was wrong. Now that he was the boss, how could he run away when he saw Erjing?
Even so, he still didn't want to face Erjing's old face. He turned around at a loss and said in embarrassment: "Uncle Jing, you."

"How come you came here without making any sound? You scared me."

Seeing Erjing unable to speak, Wang Meng was puzzled. Then he remembered that he was wearing headphones for playing games. He immediately took off the headphones and said:
"Sorry, I was wearing headphones just now. I was talking and studying."

Erjing put the things he bought by the window: "Well, I brought you some Mingqian Longjing."

Then, looking at the burnt food still cooking in the pot, Er Jing continued to remind: "Fire, turn off the fire first."

Wang Meng was busy cleaning up the stove. When he lowered his head, he choked. He pressed the range hood hard and found that it was broken.

Looking at Wang Meng's nervous expression, Er Jing showed a puzzled expression on his face, and then continued to probe: "Didn't I hear you say before that you were going to start implementing the plan? Why is there no movement again?"

Plan? Wang Meng showed a trace of doubt on his face, and then he repeatedly confirmed: "Yes, yes, yes, we have already started to implement the plan, and I am preparing the materials now."

"I'll set off once the materials are ready."

Hearing Wang Meng's stupid answer, Er Jing suppressed his urge to laugh, turned around to hide his smile, and asked in confusion: "Where is the fat man?"

"I heard that a team of people has already gone to Warehouse 11?" Erjing asked.

"Fatty has gone to negotiate in advance. Now Xiaobai is handling these matters." A smile appeared on Wang Meng's face: "I will just do some simple things in Wushanju to confuse the spy."

As he spoke, Wang Meng's eyes revealed a firm confidence.

"Uncle Jing, let me tell you, our people are lying in ambush around Wushanju. As soon as that spy shows up."

Wang Meng clapped his hands and a smile appeared on his face: "Let's catch him in the trap!"

A solemn expression emerged on Erjing's face. He thought about the scene when he came in. There was no one around, and there seemed to be a solemn and murderous atmosphere.

Seeing the embarrassment on Wu Xie's face, Er Jing immediately retracted his serious expression, and continued to test with a smile on his face: "Okay, you, then your cooking is an empty city plan?
"Isn't it great? Our plan is pretty good." Wang Meng laughed.

"As for me, I just came to see you on behalf of my second uncle. If there's nothing else, I'll go back first." Erjing smiled after confirming the situation.

Watching Erjing leave, Wang Meng wanted to see him off, but thinking of the two dishes he had already prepared, it had been a long time since he had visited Wu Erbai.

Erjing just came here, so it would be a good idea to let him take it back.

Wang Meng handed the unburnt dish to Er Jing. Looking at his gradually receding figure, Wang Meng swallowed and said, "You scared me to death."

Seeing Erjing disappear in front of him, Wang Meng returned to the kitchen and took out his phone. The game was already over. Fortunately, Erjing didn't care about cooking because he was doing it for the sake of his boss.

If Erjing saw that his men almost burned down the house, he would probably cut off a few fingers.

Wang Meng lost his mood to play games and eat. He then walked into Fatty Wang's room, took out a recliner and lay quietly in the yard.

On the other side, Erjing, with a big appetite, sat at the dining table. There were two sets of tableware on the table, and the food in the middle was made by Wang Meng himself.

Erjing sat at the table. It was not easy for him to control the company. Naturally, his life would improve.

He took a sip of the wine in his hand and looked at Wu Erbai with a triumphant smile in his eyes: "Second Master, do you want to try it? This is shredded pork with green peppers made by your fake nephew."

Wu Erbai, who was lying on the bed, didn't move at all. Seeing this situation again, Erjing put down the wine glass in his hand and said sarcastically: "You said that Wu Xie has been traveling all over the country for so many years, but he actually thought that he could fool me with his disguise. It's ridiculous."

Er Jing tapped the table with his fingers, a smile appeared on his face and he said: "But it's also good. Wu Xie asked Wang Meng to pretend to be him. Since he wants to play it this way, then I will play along and act it out with him."

"Then I will expose him in front of everyone in the industry and say that Wu Xie died a long time ago, and the one who came back from Leicheng was a fake Wu Xie, and his friends were spies."

"They are the ones who planned all this with great ulterior motives. Then, I will come forward on your behalf and deal with them all."

"In this way, I will become the benefactor of the Wu family." Er Jing smiled and said, "All problems have been solved. Second Master, what do you think of my trick?"

Hearing that Erjing was about to perform this drama and celebrate the victory in advance, Wu Erbai, who was lying quietly in bed recuperating, slowly opened his eyes.

With a slightly dazed look in his eyes, he seemed to be thinking about how to plan a solution to this crisis for everyone.

Inside Warehouse 11, Manager Tong and a group of employees stood by and watched the investigation team members who were cooling down the charcoal grill.

I have seen people taking medicine to detoxify, but I have never seen people using barbecue to detoxify.

The employee lying on top was jerking off and on, his movements like those of an epileptic fit, which made people question their views.

Can this detoxify?
"Yes, can this man withstand such a fire?"

Manager Tong listened to the discussions behind him. He pointed at the person lying on the grill and wanted to say something.

But seeing Bai Haotian and the others standing there with full confidence, he finally forced himself to hold back and continued to observe the situation.

The man lying on the shelf suddenly stopped pumping. Everyone stretched their heads and stared at the old employee like geese. He had dazed eyes.

Then he suddenly sat up from the shelf, shocking everyone so much that they thought he was going to do something dangerous, and they all backed away.

Looking at his puzzled eyes and movements, everyone finally realized that he seemed to have just woken up from a dream, and a group of people began to talk again.

The old employee looked at Manager Tong standing in front of everyone and couldn't contain his excitement: "Okay, okay, Manager, I'm fine."

The sound of "OK" proved that the bronze poison could be cured, which immediately dispelled everyone's fear of the bronze poison and gradually cleared the haze in their hearts.

The employees of Warehouse 11 showed rare smiles on their faces, Fatty Wang's applause rang out, and the employees of Warehouse 11 immediately celebrated enthusiastically.

Manager Tong's face was full of excitement. He gently touched Fatty Wang's chest with his fist and said, "Hey Fatty, you are really capable. You saved his life!"

"We're getting old, so we have to be more steady, more steady." Fatty Wang said happily.

Although Manager Tong suppressed his joy, his gratitude was still overflowing as he saw that time was almost up.

There are still many people who have not yet been detoxified. The leaders have played a role. It is a good time to detoxify everyone. Manager Tong smiled and said to everyone:
"I will discuss this with them now."

Within the dead zone of Warehouse 11, it is pitch black no matter it is day or night.

After a busy period, everyone sat by the campfire and listened to the old employees' stories of the past. The first old employee who detoxified fell into deep thought, and his memory returned to the past:
"Ever since Wu Sanxing entered cabin 11, he took the initiative to request to enter the dead zone to rescue someone."

"Who is that person? Why did the person who was rescued from the dead zone come to the dead zone? There must be a big goal here, right?"

The people surrounding him had different expressions. Bai Haotian looked at Wu Xie, who was lost in thought, and Wu Suowei, who was fiddling with the campfire, with a puzzled look on his face.

The old employee saw all these expressions and continued, "This is the simplest truth. The things in the dead zone are extremely attractive to outsiders!"

"If we don't get rid of this thing, someone will come and harm us!"

Wu Xie groaned: "If it is something in the dead zone that caused all this, what do you think it is?
The old employee turned to look at Bai Haotian. This girl has been in Warehouse 11 for quite some time and has a special identity as well. She knows a lot of things that many employees don’t know.

He slowly said, "Xiaobai, let me ask you, what do you think is the most bizarre legend in Warehouse 11?"

Bai Haotian showed a puzzled expression on his face, and then he said as a matter of course: "Isn't it the tomb of Zhang Dafoye?"

When the voice reached the ears of the old employee, he laughed and said, "The younger generation is so young."

Although Zhang Dafoye was very amazing, he was still accessible back then, so in the eyes of the old employees he was not considered a mysterious legend. He immediately denied it:
"No, in the eyes of our older generation, it is said that when the 11th warehouse was being built, the ground collapsed once, and as a result, an underground cavity was created under the ground, and inside it was an ancient state temple."

Fatty Wang suddenly opened his eyes. The ancient state temple, the place where the country is located, is a building that is needed whether it is for offering sacrifices to heaven or ancestors.

In ancient times, this place was considered unattainable. The fat man was quite interested: "Hey, Uncle Ma, there is a public temple hidden under this dead area?"

Uncle Ma shook his head: "I said it was a legend, I haven't seen it.

Just when I was hearing something interesting, I was suddenly interrupted by Fatty. No need to guess, Fatty was interested in the public temple.

If he continues to talk about this, it will be hard to say how long it will take for the story to end.

Wu Xie interrupted their conversation and said, "Uncle Ma, continue."

Fatty Wang never closed his eyes this time. Public temple, public temple. He already saw countless treasures waving to him.

Seeing that no one interrupted him, Uncle Ma continued to speak to the crowd:
"This ancient public temple was only heard of by others but no one had ever seen it, so gradually no one mentioned this legend anymore."

"I heard before that this public temple belonged to a country during the Bronze Age. What was it called?"

Speaking of this, Uncle Ma couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

This legend is so old that no one has mentioned it for so long that even its name is hard to remember.

Seeing Uncle Ma thinking, everyone looked at him expectantly. As expected, he did not disappoint everyone. He took a breath after thinking:
"Hiss, it's called the South Sea Luoyun Kingdom. Yes, yes, it's called the South Sea Luoyun Kingdom."

(End of this chapter)