C1193 The Origin of the Poison Hairpin(1)
C1193 The Origin of the Poison Hairpin(1)
The reforger confidently said that no one had lunch. However, when everyone sat down to rest, they gathered more than a dozen prisoners to move the food from the truck. Everyone consciously queued up and waited for their meal. Fann Binn stood up. He brought Baldy and the others to wait in line. He found that the prisoners in the line consciously moved aside and made way for him.
Fann Binn couldn't help but smile. It seemed that after he had revealed his skills to the light figures, they had already earned the respect of these criminals. Now, they were all capable people. They could enjoy the same treatment as those bosses. Since the criminals had taken the initiative to let the team go, Fann Binn did not hesitate. He directly brought Baldy and the others to the time before the meal was served and took the food that the modifiers had prepared. He found a corner and squatted down before starting to eat.
"Boss, it seems like they are afraid of us? Hehe, they even let us eat first." The baldy smiled proudly and squatted on the ground, wolfing down his food. That's true, they didn't get any good nutrition in the past two days. They had killed so many people after walking so many roads. Even if they only had rice balls and vegetable soup in their hands, they didn't have much profit. Those were clearly delicious delicacies.
While eating, Fann Binn's eyes were still looking around. Very quickly, his gaze locked onto He Zhenhua, who was eating alone on the other side. He casually nibbled on the rice ball, but his other hand seemed to be constantly rummaging through the weeds that he had just collected. Looks like he really has some research into these weeds?
After dinner, the modified people asked everyone to remove the weeds. At this time, He Zhenhua was holding a small bamboo basket filled with weeds in his hand and requested to go to the toilet. The modifiers agreed without thinking. There was no toilet in this kind of plantation. He naturally had to stay away from the crowd to avoid the stench.
All the prisoners and the reforger did not take He Zhenhua's request seriously. This person naturally had to eat, drink, and scatter. It was a normal physiological need! Furthermore, this plantation was surrounded by high-voltage electricity, and there were armed guards at the entrance. No one could escape in the name of this garden, so there was no need to make a fuss about it.
However, only Fann Binn felt that something was not quite right. It was just going to the toilet. Was there a need to bring a bamboo basket with weeds? The weeds were not gold, so why would they be afraid of being stolen?
He had a feeling that this He Zhenhua seemed to have some sort of secret on him. The mysterious needle in his fist kept giving Fann Binn a familiar feeling. The more he thought about it, the more Fann Binn felt that something was wrong. After He Zhenhua left the crowd, Fann Binn also told the remodeling staff beside him that his stomach hurt and he wanted to go to the toilet, so he quietly left the crowd. He quietly walked towards He Zhenhua.
Gradually leaving the crowd, Fann Binn quietly advanced towards the east side of the plantation. There were tall water trees all around him, which helped him conceal his figure. However, the area of the garden was too large, so he couldn't find He Zhenhua even after searching for a long time.
"Strange, where did this guy hide? He can't find him?" Fann Binn faced this lush and vast plantation, and for a moment, there were no mistakes. Just as he was about to return empty handed, he suddenly heard a soft sound not far away.
There was movement! Fann Binn's eyes lit up with excitement. He carefully leaned against the fruit tree and approached the source of the sound. He walked to a lush fruit tree with leaves everywhere and found that he could no longer walk. Because the dense leaves covered his body. If he continued to move forward, then, he would naturally expose his whereabouts.
Thinking about it, Fann Binn patted his head and cursed himself for being stupid. He didn't even know how to use such a good peeking tool like the golden needle. He hurriedly gave the golden needle an order. Soon, a golden arc was drawn. The golden needle quickly passed through the dense fruit forest and arrived at the area where the sound had come from. Not long after searching, Fann Binn saw He Zhenhua, who was half-sitting under the fruit tree, smashing the weeds between his legs with stones. He ordered the golden needle to zoom in and see what exactly he was doing.
Very quickly, a very clear image appeared in Fann Binn's mind. He Zhenhua was currently sweating profusely as he continuously lifted the stones and smashed at the weeds that he had gotten from weeding earlier. His other hand was skillfully wrapping the smashed weeds together. Then, he continued to smash the weeds with the stones, and the cycle repeated. Now, Fann Binn understood that the sound just now had been made when He Zhenhua had smashed the stones.
What made Fann Binn feel strange was, what was He Zhenhua trying to do by smashing the weeds so badly? Could it be that it was really as the prisoners had said, he could use weeds to produce poison in proportion? But when he saw He Zhenhua smashing these weeds in such a messy and disorderly manner, he really did not have the demeanor of a legendary poison expert at all.
With confusion in his heart, Fann Binn decided to continue observing. He Zhenhua would definitely make his next move. As expected, when He Zhenhua smashed all the weeds in the bamboo basket and gathered them together, he stopped what he was doing and stood up to rub his sore waist. At the same time, he turned his head and looked around vigilantly. Seeing that there was no movement in the surroundings, he pinched the pile of weeds that had been completely smashed to pieces with both hands. He dripped the juice from the weed onto a palm-sized fruit leaf. After he took a deep breath, he casually threw away the squeezed weeds. Then, his right hand touched the hair on the back of his head and neck.
"This... This is..." Fann Binn's eyes widened, and the next scene appeared in his mind. It filled him with incomparable shock and disbelief! It was also at this moment that he finally understood why the needle in He Zhenhua's fist was so familiar!
He saw that He Zhenhua did not seem to have any pain at all. He actually reached out and took out a silver hairpin from the back of his head just like that! And this hairpin was similar to a hairpin, but not like a hairpin. It was almost similar to the ancient hairpin that Fann Binn had bought in the past, except for its size and details. It was exactly the same! And that ancient hairpin was the predecessor of the current golden needle!
His entire body couldn't help but tremble, and in his shock, his brain was circulating at high speed. At this moment, there were too many questions that popped up in his mind, such as this silver hairpin. Was it a futuristic technological item like the golden needle? Or was this silver hairpin related to the golden needle? Was it related? Why was this silver hairpin so similar to the silver hairpin covering the golden needle? If it was really related to the golden needle, why would it appear within C Nation's borders for no apparent reason?
This series of questions kept popping up in his mind, causing Fann Binn's brain to be in chaos. This was too surprising, too shocking!
He Zhenhua clearly did not know that his every move was under Fann Binn's watch. After he took out the miniature silver ancient hairpin from the back of his head, with a respectful expression, he carefully placed the silver hairpin on the leaf that was already covered in weeds and juice. Soon, Fann Binn felt that something unbelievable had happened!
When the mini silver hairpin touched the weed juice, it actually gave off a slight tremble! At the tip of the silver hairpin's hairpin, the juice squeezed out by the weeds was quickly sucked dry. When the silver hairpin absorbed all of the juice from the fruit leaves, the silver hairpin instantly turned poisonous black!
At the very least, Fann Binn now knew that He Zhenhua indeed did not have the ability to turn weeds into poison. And the thing that truly possessed this ability was this very ordinary looking silver hairpin. Oh no, it should be said that it was a poisonous hairpin. At this moment, the hairpin was emitting a black poisonous light. The juice of these weeds strangely turned into poison just like that!
"Could this be a coincidence?" Fann Binn couldn't help but have some doubts, because if this poisonous hairpin only had the ability to create poison, that was a huge difference from the ability of the golden needle. Therefore, it was also possible that this thing was just an ordinary item with some profound principles. It was completely different from the golden needle that came from the future?
Very quickly, Fann Binn shook his head and completely eliminated this idea. First of all, He Zhenhua was the same as him, the poisonous hairpin that he took out from the back of his head. Just based on this shocking similarity, Fann Binn absolutely did not believe that this poisonous hairpin had nothing to do with the golden needle!
Furthermore, the style and appearance of this poisonous hairpin were so similar to the ancient hairpin that the golden needle had originally wrapped around. Other than its form being much smaller, it was practically carved out from the same mold! If there was no connection between the two, Fann Binn would never believe it no matter what!
He Zhenhua let out a satisfied laugh and carefully held the black poisonous hairpin in his hand. After carefully looking at it, he muttered to himself. "Good, the Black Dragon Divine Needle has already absorbed 100% of the poison. After five years of hard work, I have finally filled up the poison in the needle!! This day has finally come. I can finally take revenge on Xue Hen! Younger sister, father! Mother, all the brothers and sisters in the village, I will definitely take revenge for you! In the underworld, you must wish me to kill my enemies as soon as possible and seek justice for you!"
Revenge? Fann Binn was stunned when he heard that. He could not help but feel that it was very strange. Could it be that He Zhenhua still had a deep grudge? He quickly realized that someone who could go to jail in this Golden Mountain Dao Prison... How many people were not wronged? Those who could come here probably had their own sad past, right?
But how many people could enter this Golden Mountain Dao Prison and leave? He still wanted to go out and take revenge after entering the prison. He really did not know if it was this He Zhenhua who was whimsical or if he really had that method. But this had nothing to do with him, because to Fann Binn, it had nothing to do with him. Right now, all he wanted to know was the origin of the poisonous hairpin and the golden needle. Was there any connection between the poisonous hairpin and the golden needle? If he wanted to know the truth, he would have to ask He Zhenhua about it.
Since he had made up his mind, Fann Binn no longer intended to hide his figure. He strode towards He Zhenhua, and at the same time, he didn't forget to retrieve the golden needle that he had released.