The visitor was a middle-aged man, dressed in a robe and glasses, somewhat nondescript.


    His face was full of anxiety and fear, and he couldn''t help panting.


    Jinghu''s reaction was quite different. He took a long breath first, and then asked, "what''s the hurry? Is the cage broken?"


    The visitor replied, "No."


    "If the cage is not broken, there will be no big event. Go and have a look." Jinghu said.


    They ignored Yang Xuan and went straight out.


    Yang Xuan thought and felt curious, so he followed him.


    Walking, Jinghu suddenly asked, "what cultivation are you?"


    It was definitely not the middle-aged man with glasses who came, so Yang Xuan replied, "Tianji."


    Jinghu didn''t turn back, nodded and said, "that''s OK, otherwise, it''s a little dangerous."


    He didn''t explain too much. He hurried all the way. On the way, he met many people who stood respectfully and saluted, saying that he was a gentleman, but turned a blind eye to Yang Xuan behind him.


    As soon as I left, I went behind the pharmacy.


    Behind it is a large stone building. Outside, there are about dozens of guards with weapons.


    Before approaching, Yang Xuan heard a burst of ghosts crying and wolves howling from the building. The sound was sharp and harsh. How ugly it must be.


    Yang Xuan tried to penetrate with his mind, but when he approached the stone building, he felt a great push.


    When Jinghu went outside the building, someone greeted him.


    "Sir, he seems to be more crazy this time than before."


    A middle-aged man in the same robe said with a sad face.


    Jinghu nodded and said, "go in and have a look."


    "Yes!" several people nearby said at the same time.


    After taking two steps, Jinghu turned to Yang Xuan and said, "come with me."


    Others looked at Yang Xuan strangely and seemed to wonder why Mr. Jinghu asked him to join him.


    But he didn''t admit to asking questions.


    Yang Xuan wanted to leave, but Jinghu said so. He didn''t object, so he followed.


    When the locked door was opened, the harsh sound burst out, forming a huge sound wave, which made several people hunt in their clothes.


    Jinghu seemed unheard of and took the lead in.


    After passing through a long and narrow staircase, they came to a large iron door tens of meters below the ground.


    "Open the door," said Jinghu.


    A man in a robe came forward, inserted a strange key, twisted it a few times, and then they opened it with a click.


    At the moment of opening the door, Yang Xuan seemed to feel a very cold breath, which flashed away, making the surrounding temperature drop several degrees in an instant.


    When he wanted to pursue, the cold breath had disappeared.


    Behind the door is a very wide underground hall. In the middle of the hall, there stands a large black iron cage. In the cage, there is a man who is ragged, disheveled and can''t see his face clearly.


    The man couldn''t help howling at this time. At the same time, he shook the iron cage crazily, shaking the cage almost horizontally.


    Somehow, looking at the madman in the cage, Yang Xuan had a feeling of deja vu.


    Jinghu took two steps forward, suddenly stood still and asked, "have you been sedated?"


    "I took 100 units of tranquilizer, but it didn''t work," the robed man reported.


    "Another 500 units." Jinghu said without hesitation.


    "But Sir..." the robed man who opened the door hesitated: "if 500 units, we can''t guarantee the survival of the experimental specimens."


    "Don''t worry, this experimental body is different from ordinary people. 500 units won''t let him die," Jinghu explained.


    The robed man nodded. He felt a long metal stick from somewhere. After putting some transparent liquid into one end of the stick, he aimed at the madman in the cage.


    Hiss!


    After a light sound, a bunch of transparent liquid turned into a very slender needle and directly stabbed into the madman''s chest.


    Ow!


    The madman seemed to feel something. He shouted wildly, and his strength increased a lot in a moment. He even bent the metal fence outside the cage.


    Everyone changed color and subconsciously stepped back.


    Jinghu did not move, but took two steps forward, as if observing the madman''s behavior.


    After about a few minutes, the madman finally fell into the cage and didn''t smell the sound. If his chest wasn''t still undulating, some people would even suspect that he had died.


    Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.


    At the moment when the madman fell, the long hair that had covered his face spread out to both sides, revealing the madman''s face.


    When he saw the madman''s face, Yang Xuan was horrified and startled. He suddenly came to the cage and stared at the man in the cage.


    Several robed people looked at him strangely, and even Mr. Jinghu looked at Yang Xuan strangely.


    Yang Xuan looked at the madman for a while. His eyes were strange, but he didn''t say a word. He stepped back two steps.


    Although Jinghu''s heart is strange, now is not the time to ask.


    He said directly, "prepare No. 72 injection."


    "Yes!" answered the robed man who opened the door and turned away.


    After a while, he came in with a metal syringe.


    Jinghu took the syringe from his hand and moved his left hand slightly. The madman lying on the ground was involuntarily adsorbed on the railing and exposed his chest.


    Jinghu first felt his pulse with his fingers, and then with a wave of his hand, a huge needle plunged into the madman''s chest.


    The madman didn''t even move. 500 units of tranquilizer obviously played a role, paralyzing his nerve operation and making him lose any response to external stimuli.


    After the injection, the madman fell into the cage again.


    After squatting next to the cage and observing for a while, Jinghu said, "Jia Shen, give him No. 36 injection in an hour, and then inject No. 109 every three hours for 24 hours."


    Jia Shen was the robed man who opened the door and a disciple of Jinghu. He respectfully said, "yes, sir."


    After observing for a while, Jinghu stood up and left, leaving several disciples there to observe the madman''s reaction at any time.


    Before Yang Xuan left with him, his eyes crossed the madman''s face intentionally or unintentionally, looking strange.


    After going out for a while, Yang Xuan suddenly asked, "Mr. Jinghu, is he the madman who killed a lot of people?"


    Jinghu smiled: "I didn''t expect it to be so popular. Yes, he was the one who killed nine staff members of our drug department."


    After stopping, Jinghu then said, "he was a new pharmacist we recruited a few years ago. He has always been good, but at the beginning of this year, he went out once and became silent when he came back. The whole person seemed to have changed. Soon after that, he suddenly went crazy and killed nine pharmacists."


    Yang Xuan looked more strange and asked, "I think his cultivation is not high. How could he kill so many people?"


    Jinghu shook his head and said, "don''t look at his low accomplishments when he is good, it''s because of the control of drugs. Once he is completely crazy and his accomplishments are close to the emperor level, even I am not an opponent. Before, it was the guard of the imperial court who subdued him."


    Yang Xuan was silent and asked, "what''s his name?"


    "Lin Tongfang, how? Do you know?" Jinghu looked at Yang Xuan.


    "The first time I saw him, I just wondered why he was so powerful?" Yang Xuan looked flat and shook his head.


    Jinghu doubted him and sighed, "that''s why we take him as an experiment."


    After a long silence, Yang Xuan suddenly said, "Mr. Jinghu, I have some research on the soul. I want to participate in this research."