I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

Chapter 102: 101. Control variable method

"You also know the Witch Witch?"

Lu Jian took his time and added another piece of smoked fish from their lunch box with chopsticks. It had a sweet taste and a good taste.

"The Witch Witch is the ruler of this island. As long as you believe in the Witch Witch, you can gain eternal life."

The original gloomy expressions of the two disappeared, and their tone suddenly became a little fanatical.

"Then why don't you eat anything from the island?"

Lu Jian asked, and picked up another piece of seaweed to wrap rice, chewing it in his mouth.

".sorry."

Those two people hesitated for a moment, then suddenly bent down and bowed their heads to apologize, hitting their heads on the table, which made people feel distressed.

"sorry Sorry!"

The two kept apologizing and banging their heads on the table until their foreheads bled, but they still didn't stop.

The people next to him looked over, the corners of Lu Trip's mouth twitched, and he held down the two people who kept apologizing.

"You don't need to apologize, tell me about Wan Ye?"

Afraid that they would become ruthless "sorry" machines again, Lu Yi hurriedly changed the subject.

Judging from the conversation just now, Wan Ye is not the key word that triggers an apology.

But having said that, do people in Kazushima like to apologize so much?

If you are undecided, just apologize first, no matter what happened, just apologize and it's over?

Apologies turned out to be such a convenient thing.

Lu Jian felt that this could be used next time.

"That's right. Well, Wan Ye, he arrived on this island about four days ago, and then two days ago, he disappeared. He ate here at noon that day, and disappeared at night."

Almost falling into the cycle of apologizing again, the man reacted.

"That is to say, he is quite normal after eating at noon?"

Lu Jian silently crossed out the possibility of food in his mind.

When his dishes came, they were all seafood, very rich, and it was very appetizing at first glance.

He picked up a piece of boiled fish and looked at the two diners who brought their own dry food.

"Do you want to eat?"

The two shook their heads again and again.

"I think there should be no problem with the food. If you don't eat it, I will eat it."

Lu Jian put the fish piece into his mouth,

Chew it and swallow it.

"The taste is not bad, and I don't know what special seasoning is added. There is a slight numbness on the tip of the tongue, which is very irritating."

He wiped out all the food in the bowl.

Get up, ready to go to the next place, just as Lu Jian walked out of the restaurant, he felt a itchy throat, as if something came up, and he couldn't help coughing.

"cough cough cough"

Lu Lian coughed violently, as if he was about to cough up all his internal organs. He bent down and curled up his body like a shrimp, but the coughing still didn't stop.

After a little relief, Lu Yi let go of his hand covering his mouth, only to see a little blood on his palm, which seemed to be caused by the cough just now.

"It's a bit strong."

As Lu Jian said, he continued to cough again, this time more violently, causing people around him to look at him from a distance, for fear of being infected by Lu Jian.

This time, there was something extra in Lu Jian's palm.

It was a black, bruised grass mass.

Lu Jian felt that something was stuck in his throat, he stretched out his hand, two fingers moved towards his throat, and soon felt a foreign object in his throat.

"vomit--"

A sense of vomiting welled up in his throat, and Lu Jian pinched the thing with his fingers.

He tugged hard.

There was a pain that penetrated the esophagus, and the burning sensation that spread from the stomach to the throat and finally to the mouth made Lu Lian's eyes black.

But luckily he's fast enough.

The fingers were pulled out from the throat, along with the slender vine.

The dark green rattan was covered with black mucus, almost pulled out from Lu Jian's stomach pouch. He kept twisting his fingers, enduring the feeling of vomiting, and finally pulled out all of this one.

Lu Jian carefully inspected the vine, and found that there were still several sarcoma growing on the branch.

These tumors are bulging, and there seems to be something conceived inside.

"I had this thing in my body before?"

Lu Jian felt that although he would grow grass sometimes, he would not be able to create such a weird thing.

Moreover, the grass on his body usually grows after the body is damaged. Now that there are these things, it means that Lu Jian's body has been damaged.

"Is it food?"

Lu Jian decided to study while basking in the sun.

He ran back to the restaurant again, and bought some more food under the surprised eyes of the two people who brought their own dry food.

In the sun, while eating delicious food, Lu Jian spit out dirty grass balls and vines, and soon, a lot of garbage piled up around him.

"Ingestion of vegetable food will generally spit out several spiky grass balls about the size of fingernails, beef and pork will spit out palm-sized grass balls with mucus, fish meat is vines with sarcomas, and rice is seaweed Does it look like a leaf?"

Lu Jian simply used the control variable method to record the reactions brought about by the food he ate.

The passers-by on the side saw it, avoided their eyes, and left in a hurry, as if they felt that standing next to Lu Jian would be tainted with bad luck.

A moment later, when the sun was setting, Lu Jian ended his tasting.

"The ingredients on the whole island are polluted. This kind of pollution is subtle. At first, it may be just a cough. With the flow of blood, it will spread to the whole body. Because of the detoxification effect of photosynthesis, I have a particularly strong reaction."

Lu Jian came to a conclusion.

"If this is the pollution of the Uncertain Fog, then the real Uncertain Fog may still exist on this island. However, how can such serious pollutants be hidden from being discovered at a glance?"

The huge filth in the sea was shot by the arrow from a distant place by the Son of God before, which means that the priestess who lives in Wajima Taisha has the power to strike across the line of sight, and it can be regarded as the ceiling of combat power in this world. If the fog of uncertainty It still exists on the island, logically the son of God should be able to see through it.

"Is it true that, as Hongye said, even the priestesses of Wajima Shrine have surrendered to the enemy? What exactly is a witch?"

Thinking about this, Lu Jian remembered one more thing.

He hurried back to the restaurant, and saw two men who were full of food and drinks drinking and chatting in the corner with their own food. Lu Jian came to them with a serious expression.

"There is one thing I forgot to remind you just now."

Seeing such a serious expression on Lu Lian's face, and remembering Lu Lian's weird behavior before, the two of them couldn't help straightening their backs, just like students facing a ghost teacher in class.

"Yes, what's the matter?"

one of them asked.

"Eating your wine and seafood together makes you prone to gout."

Lu Yi said seriously, then took the pot of wine on their table and left.

After a while, the two stunned people came back to their senses.

"Did he just take our bar?"

"Seems to be"

On the other side, Lu Jian, who walked out of the restaurant, left Anshin-in Temple directly, walked along the main street of Utashima, and walked towards the low mountains in the center of the island.

Wajima Shrine is on that mountain.