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Chapter 122 Understanding

The seriousness of her words is self-evident.

If Jun Rui and Junyuan also have this situation, it means that someone has set his sights on the descendants of the Jun family and wants to make the Jun family die from then on.

Junting thought more, and his heart was filled with storms, but his face was as deep as water, and he did not express too much, "You have a child with the fourth child, which means you and your husband have not? Or did you also get infected before, but you have solved it?"

Feng Shu shook his head, "No, we have no health problems from the beginning."

Jun Lin was rubbing Feng Shengzhe's hair randomly, causing the child to keep tilting his head to avoid it, and his movements were slightly paused when he heard this.

Junting bent her fingers on the table and knocked her on the table for a while, and took her to her study alone.

"Tell me honestly, who is your master? How could you know that Gu Poison is so old? Even if I have only heard of it, I have no way to understand it. Such ancient and secret methods are now in the hands of the people of the Hidden Family."

Feng Shu was stunned, shook her head, and had no intention of telling him.

Junting looked at her for a while and frowned slightly, "Can't you tell me, or don't you want to tell me?"

As far as I know, your father is the adopted son of the Feng couple, and your mother is an orphan. Although you cannot find out your true origin, your life does not have a place where it may meet the hidden family. We have also understood all the daily life between you and Feng Yun since they were born, and have never been in contact with abnormal people. Where did your master emerge?”

Feng Shu felt a little uncomfortable. Although Feng Shu was not her in the past, she is Feng Shu now, and she needs to accept everything in the past.

Seeing that she was expressionless, he was not forced by his aura, Junting did not ask any further, but instead cared about the actual questions. "If you remove the Gu, can you really guarantee that Junhua and his wife will have no worries? How confident are you?"

Feng Shu honestly answered, "As long as you find the right medicinal material, there is a 90% chance of curing it, and recovery is just a matter of time. The mandarin duck Gu is also called the lover Gu. Generally speaking, it will not take human life. Unless both parties who are involved in the Gu are deeply in love, the Yin Gu may die, and the Yang Gu cannot live alone, which will lead to the death of a man and a woman.

But there is a problem that needs to be noted that the more times the two parties in the Gu intercourse, the more they will be inseparable from each other's bodies. Those who originally had emotional foundations will have a more harmonious relationship and will not be overly addicted to desires. Those who originally had no emotional connections will be addicted to the desires of men and women, and slowly develop the so-called favorable feelings."

Because of this, few people use the Yuanyang Gu, whether it is the right or the evil sect. Most people in the right sect do not want their lover to die with themselves, and most people in the evil sect are unwilling to die for others. Basically, only people who are extremely deviant or have strong love and hate will use it.

Junting was really angry when he heard this, his eyes were as gloomy as the dark night, neither the stars nor the moon nor the cool breeze.

He first ordered Junhao and his wife, who were still in the Jun family's old house, to come to the villa immediately, and notified Junrui and Junyuan respectively, asking them to complete whatever they had at hand, or find the person to take over and arrange it and quickly return to the Pole Star.

"Write all the medicinal materials and specific amounts in it. I will ask you to buy what you can buy, and find what you can't buy immediately."

Feng Shu nodded, but because she didn't know if the names of the medicinal materials had been changed, or if there were exactly the same types, she wanted to use paper and pen and slowly draw them.

This painting is eleven o'clock in the evening.

Junhao and his wife have been here for a long time. Except for the two children who have gone to bed, everyone is waiting in the living room.

Feng Shu drank a glass of water before taking their pulse. After finishing, she frowned slightly, and didn't say what the result was. She just said she was tired and went back to rest.

"What the hell is going on? Dad, it's okay if she's a kid making a fuss, why are you just making fun of it?"

Junhao was dissatisfied with being called in the middle of the night, but he just cooperated with Feng Shu for a while and his face looked a little ugly.

The marshal was too lazy to pay attention to his son, so he waved his hand to drive him to sleep, while he returned to the study with his hands on his back, and Junlin followed.

Junting stuffed a thick stack of paper into his grandson's hand.

"This is the medicinal materials you need. If you scan them and input them into the brain, add the color, let Feng Shu read them and make the final modification. Each one is drawn with different states, seeds, germinations, young plants, grown plants, blossoms and bear fruits, withering and dying, and some will have abnormal states. What you need is seeds, roots, stems, leaves, flowers and fruits, and they are also marked one by one."

The problem is that she wrote Chinese characters from ancient times, and the names of herbal medicines she gave were all uncertain.

Junlin looked through one by one.

The picture is clear at a glance. If this part needs to be scanned and input into the intelligent brain, it is very simple. The difficult thing is that he only understood one-third of the descriptions of Chinese characters, and some of them were guessed in a while.

Seeing that he did not look surprised, he obviously knew it in his heart. Jun Ting raised his eyebrows, "How much do you know about Feng Shu?"

Junlin shook his head, "I know almost the same as my grandfather. One thing that is certain is that she is a bottom line. As long as we do not harm her interests, she will not hurt anyone in the Jun family."

Junting thinks this evaluation is quite interesting.

"Do you think she has the ability to hurt the Jun family?"

Junlin nodded, silently opened his personal terminal, and began to scan and input.

The marshal began to slant his fingers on the table again, "Du", "Du" and knocked "Du" "Feng Yuyang is an abandoned baby, and He Jie is an orphan. Is there a possibility that they are from the hidden family?"

Although it is a hidden family, in the interstellar era, unless the star network is not available at all, or the star network cannot cover any trace, it is impossible to find any trace. At least, there are hundreds of hidden families in the Federation, which are actually recorded, and most of the heads or patriarchs of the family are related to the federal senior management.

As the marshal, Junting knew all the information about this group of people. The problem is that judging from the age and appearance of Feng Yuyang and He Jie, they are not abandoned descendants of any family.

"Do you have Fengshu's genetic map?"

"Yes, but it was sealed by Jimo. Unless the hacker's strength can surpass him, no one can see the genetic information of Feng Shu and his son on the instrument. "

Junting's hand movements paused slightly and frowned.

There is really no one in the federal government that they can compete with their family in weapon research and development and hacking technology, especially on issues that Jimo values. Even if they are not connected to the Internet, Jimo has the ability to directly scrap the instruments that check the genetic condition before the results come out.

"Grandpa, the problem now is not this, but your son, who has been exposed in front of Feng Shu."
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