Circle Warlock

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In the end, the way of assassination was carbon monoxide poisoning. This method of death was low-key.

This time of early autumn was chosen to first limit the scope to King Bari. If you wait for the weather to get colder, once you enter the high incidence of carbon monoxide poisoning, it will cause some alertness. And can not be dragged on for too long, the palace is like a "fashion" vane. Not to mention that the weather is still hot, and the wind of sleeping the brazier will soon spread from the palace to the noble family.

This method was chosen because the normal sleep time is eight hours, and inhaling carbon monoxide will make people sleep longer. The effective killing time is that death is not found for more than three hours (cannot be resurrected) ... that is, as long as the death occurs during the first five hours of sleep, it can be regarded as an effective time. The key point is this, the difficulty is the implementation process.

It looks simple ... A simple little poem uses no allusions and new words.

Where is the skill of that writing? Kung Fu is outside the poem.

"Teacher, it's the third day, and there is still no news." Ma Xiu said when Van Renting left in the morning and went out to get some news. He looked a little anxious. If King Barry had an accident last night, not only would Van Lentin be immediately recruited into the court, but the street should also be full of excitement. Now that everything is still on the street, it means that Barry King is temporarily fine. At this moment of waiting for news, time is really hard.

"It seems that the ventilation of the palace is a little beyond our calculations." Shen Yan looked away from the book and pondered. No wonder I have n’t heard of a nobleman who died of carbon poisoning for so many years. This temple-style building does n’t look cold. The ventilation is really good.

Shen Yan experimented with mice and himself before coming. First, experiments with mice proved that carbon monoxide poisoning makes hemoglobin lose its oxygen-carrying capacity, which is no different from the drawing room; the experiment was done by himself to verify the ability of the professional to resist carbon monoxide poisoning. Facts have proved that although professionals are indeed able to resist carbon monoxide poisoning to a certain extent. But on the other hand, because the amount of oxygen required by professionals is greater, the two are balanced, in fact, similar to ordinary people.

In other words, it didn't work because of insufficient conditions.

"In this case, let's use the fourth step."

*****

"Adult ~! What's wrong with you, sir?"

Fan Lentin was sleeping deeply, and was suddenly awakened by a cry of exhaustion. When he opened his eyes, he had left the bed and hid in a dead corner. Two scimitars slid into his hands, and then he focused his attention on the surroundings. "The sound comes from next door. Is that bad old man dead?" Fan Lundin was taken aback.

But when he just thought about it, he heard the little man shouting, "Adult, you must persevere, I will go find you a doctor! Master!"

The answer to him was a burst of anger.

Xiao Zuo choked a few more times, and seemed to grab the purse, and then heard a step from near to far, and then Xiao Xiao ran out of the alley.

Fan Lundin hesitated, but still didn't look at it. Although he has some sympathy with the old man, but in reality, his mood is quite contradictory. On the one hand, he ca n’t help but want to know the old man ’s daily life and what he will eventually become; on the other hand, he is unwilling to ... or Do n’t dare to see for yourself the end of the old man who has fallen into loneliness and bedside!

Because this indicates that he is likely to be the same in the future ... With his eyes, it is natural to see that the little man has grown dissatisfied with the old man. The old man survived with so many stings, there was no filial son in front of the long bed, I am afraid that this last person who was loyal to him would also leave.

But this time, Jue couldn't sleep.

It did n’t take long for the person who followed followed to quietly send back a signal, and then he heard the footsteps of Matthew and another adult coming in next door—Van Lentin was a little more relieved, and it seemed that Matthew did indeed invite the doctor back—just now he was worried Matthew took the money directly and ran away.

Now I can't help but feel that this young man is still very simple, and he seems to find a successor to cultivate loyalty from an early age ...

After a busy day in the next room, he heard the doctor say in an annoyed tone, "Do you know what this is? This is a stroke! It is an incurable disease! It feels cold at old age, and it is okay to light a brazier. But you need to know The weather is actually not that cold! A brazier is lit in the house, and people must sweat. The elderly sweat and then suffer cold, and there are two or three strokes!

Come on, this disease can't be cured by ordinary doctors, let alone such an old age ... I will prepare a few pills for you. If it doesn't improve, you can either go to those priests and spend a lot of money on a magical treatment; or ... just prepare for something later. "

The doctor took the money to leave, and the next door first fell into silence, then the young man whispered to discuss with the old man, but the result was an increasingly angry grunt.

When the sky was bright, Fan Lentin hesitated for a long time, but walked to the corner and turned a mirror. A periscope-like device was installed here, allowing him to see the scene next door. When the old man next door squinted and drooled into the corners of his mouth, Fan Lentin shivered and turned the mirror subconsciously again!

Cold all over the body.

*****

"How do you do things? There is a lot of wind around here, so nobody noticed?" Van Lunting stood in King Bari's dormitory, and the silk parcel he was holding was floating gently in a certain direction, clearing the wind here. Identify it.

Fan Lunting said slowly, all the waiters were silent, afraid that the executioner would kill him!

"Ah ~ I'll only tell you once, the last time!" Fan Lunting sighed, and he was considered to have broken his heart for King Barry ... But King Barry could not die until he found his way back. As for how long it takes to find it, let's talk about it.

Fan Lunting raised the silk band in his hand, let go, let it fall freely with the wind. "What will happen if the sweaty person blows a cool breeze, I don't need to tell you! From today on, in this room, Sipa can be tilted, and all the people who clean up the room will not stay!"

...

"What will happen if the sweaty person blows the cool breeze again?" King Bari, who heard the news, asked the minister and doctor.

The two did not hesitate at all, and they all replied, "Stroke!"-Because Fan Lentin had "consulted" them in advance, and both knew what the standard answer was-if the answer was "cold", then just It's time to die!

The priest added an additional sentence, "Shang Wang, although stroke can be expelled by divine magic, the brain necrosis caused by it cannot be undone. Because the injury is in the brain, there is no special good way for existing divine magic.

"Look!" King Bari turned to the favored officials. "When will you be able to reach one-tenth of Van Lun, then I can live another fifty years!"

So the favored officials increasingly hated Van Lentin.

King Barry didn't see it. Fan Lunting, who heard the words this time, was not excited any more, nor thought of refuting, but just smiling. He saw the king clearly.

...

That night, after a long day with several mistresses, King Barry drove them all out again.

Because when he sleeps at night, he never shares the same bed with anyone. He once said, "It is shameful for a great king to be killed by a knife next to his pillow." It is not known whether Barry is great, but it is not without reason that he can live to this day. This is a cunning old fox, even Van Lentin. He was playing between the palms.

No one knows that Barry does n’t really care how long he can sit in this seat, which prince he passed the throne to, or the increased decades of life span that broke the real-name level ... although he always behaved "very much" .

But his actual efforts are completely different from "caring", which is where everyone is confused.

This is the biggest secret of the Ahiborn family-why did the Penglin Legion split into three kingdoms, and the most powerful commander of the Axiborn chose to remain intact? Why has Shang Penglin continued to invest more than half of its national power in the research of alchemy medicine for 100 years? Why did Xiu Valier direct the lower Peng Lin, but chose to negotiate with the upper Peng Lin?

In fact, the reason is very simple, because the Axibourne family is the undercover that the gods left on the Penlin Peninsula ...

There are gods presiding over the sky, and naturally there must be someone in the secular regime presiding over the overall situation in order to ensure the smooth progress of the plan.

It is the Ahibone family who is entrusted with a heavy responsibility. They want to promote the division of the peninsula to ensure internal competition and vitality; they must ensure that all funds are invested in alchemy magic; in the future, they will also sell the kingdom to Huvalier for a good The price, and a fatal blow to the other two kingdoms from behind. Accelerate the reunification of the peninsula.

It would be whimsical to change to a normal world and let a king family be undercover!

But what if the reward is a god? A half-god can be eternal and immortal, and can be enjoyed forever and eternally-it is difficult for a **** to have power, but it is as simple as wanting material enjoyment! In contrast, what are the decades of life gained by condensing real names?

As for the succession of the throne that several princes are fighting for ... Haha ~ In the heart of King Bari, the kingdom of Penglin will be up to him. Where else is the succession of the throne ... So he watched the following people struggle with struggle every day, Trying to please him in another way is like watching a group of monkeys.

Every king of the Axibourne family dragged on as far as possible without wanting to die, and all died in despair. Only Barry waited until the moment of harvest! Therefore, the most important thing for him now is to live well, so that this "pay" can fall on him safely and steadily.

Therefore, King Barry is really grateful for what Fan Lentin has done for him. But he will not compensate Fan Lunting for this. He thinks the compensation left by the world is enough. What will happen to Fan Lunting in the future?

He will not divide every bit of the "remuneration" of the gods for others to enjoy.

Thinking of this, it seems that the mind is still tense and uncomfortable ... Since the completion of those women. But when I think that it won't take long, I can have a body that is far more than mortal. I can get rid of this fat pig-like body. Barry feels beautiful and his head is not so uncomfortable.

He arched under the pile of velvet quilts and slept sleepily.

...

Early in the morning, when the first waiter walked into King Bari's palace, he immediately found something wrong.

Originally either snoring thundered, or woke up long ago, and looked at the waiter's King Barry with cunning eyes. This time it was like a sleeping pig lying on a huge bed, pursing his buttocks. Inside the quilt!

The waiter, who was feeling that something was wrong with him, was still not stubborn. He shivered and approached King Bari, and then saw the blood stains that had flowed from his nostrils, which had become black! The waiter used the most guts this time, walked to the bed, and gently touched the hand of King Chin ... Cool! It's hard!

It's over ... he knows, this world is falling!

But the waiter is a wise man—in the palace, the unwise ones have died out—at this moment, he thinks first not of the death of King Barry, but ... who will tell the news first. Van Lentin, several princes, or his boss. Immediately he realized that no matter who he told, he would die by himself, and only the others would benefit.

What if he yells now? In that case, King Barry ca n’t save him, he does n’t know, but he will be killed immediately! Everyone wants to cover up, or to vent their anger, the first option is to kill all the waiters in the palace ... He has seen this cleaning too many times! Especially that Van Lentin! Even if he shouted in time, King Barry was rescued. But before the reward arrived, he was probably dead.

As for the rewards ... At that time, just choose someone to replace, including King Barry, who cares who he really is?

To understand this, the waiter's utilitarian heart was cool, and he began to think about his life ... thinking for a moment, he made up his mind.

The waiter first opened the window gently to make the curtain flutter in the morning breeze, then kicked a brazier close to the hem of the curtain and pressed a few pieces of carbon on it. After a while, the new carbon will be ignited by the carbon below. At that time, as long as the wind blows the curtain onto the fire, and then ignites the curtain ... Then the palace and the king are in chaos, and the princes will break out on the spot and civil war will occur-then Who will control him as a little waiter, at least half of the chance to escape!

When he went out, he explained to his "friends" without changing his face. "The king is still asleep, it seems that he didn't sleep well, and his face is very ugly ..." The friend understood and indicated that the rest of the people would not go in for the time being , So as not to become a punching bag.

It's too wrong to get angry because of getting up.

After the waiter had done all this, he smiled and walked away unhurriedly.

*****

"coming!"

Hearing the moving Shen Yan suddenly woke up Ma Xiu, put a piece of paper in front of him.

Then they heard a horse rushing into the alley and rammed into the next room without stopping!

"Adult! The palace is on fire! The king is alive and dead!"

"What are you talking about? Go away!" Van Lunting just screamed, kicked his men off the foot, and then turned his horse on his own, holding the reel, and then drove the horse away. "Go ride my horse!"

At the moment when he ran out of the alley, feeling his gaze, he looked back and collided with the sight of the old man next door.