Chapter 58 Life is safe
The dungeon of the City Lord's Mansion has held many prisoners, ranging from petty thieves to thieves who committed murder and arson. Today, the owner of the City Lord's Mansion was imprisoned.
Having seen Wen Renhuai's strength, Jiang Yu did not dare to take it lightly. He put him on a shelf and tied his hands tightly to the wood. After making sure that both of his hands could not move, he set up a chair and sat in front of him. Down.
There was some noise in the city lord's mansion. Even though Jiang Yu was in the dungeon, he could vaguely hear the noisy sounds above.
Before Jiang Yu came in, he went to the front yard to take a look. The common people, who learned the truth from their relatives who had returned home, could not accept that the city lord they respected and loved was the murderer of this disaster. They clamored to come to the city lord's mansion to confirm in person. Believe it.
Her father and Song Lian were sitting in the mansion, and Yuan Heng and the others were also there to help the still weak Chu Qingyue receive these people.
Jiang Yu came to the dungeon alone.
It's not that she wants to meet someone's heart, on the contrary, her head hurts when she hears this person's name.
He had just cursed her to death in the darkroom of the city lord's palace in front of so many people, causing Wei Xu and others to look at her with a different look. She really had no good impression of this person anymore.
But Wen Renhuai asked to see her alone.
Jiang Yu changed into clean clothes and played with the golden hairpin that Song Lian had given her before. She looked up at Wen Renhuai's pale face and asked, "What do you want from me?"
Wen Renhuai's original clothes that were so stained by blood that the color could not be seen were also changed, and the blood on his face was washed away, but his hair was still messy. After the blood dried, it condensed into a ball on his hair. .
The lights on the wall were burning, and although the light in the dungeon was not as bright as the daylight above, at least people could still see clearly. With the light of the burning lights, Jiang Yu looked into Wen Renhuai's eyes.
Jiang Yu couldn't describe what that look was, but the emotions in his eyes changed several times, and Jiang Yu finally felt it.
He was pitying her.
She couldn't help but want to laugh. He was a prisoner and a sinner who didn't even know whether he could survive. What qualifications did he have to pity her?
Jiang Yu sneered: "If you continue to say those words about the so-called savior, I will forgive you for not accompanying me."
"What I said is true." Wen Renhuai spoke quickly, his voice was too weak, and he was eager to prove himself, "Aren't you curious? Why do I, a little city lord, do things like the savior and the way of heaven? Know?"
"If I assume that these words are just made up by you, and you know this, what is there for me to be curious about?" Jiang Yu sneered, "Also, I need to remind you that you are not some little city lord. But the one who almost killed tens of thousands of people in Lingdu City is the Lord of Wenren City who is the heart of all people."
What a little city lord.
If she hadn't had these self-defense weapons at her side, she would have died under his hands countless times and become a sacrifice for the blood sacrifice formation.
Wen Renhuai ignored the sarcasm in her words and said to himself: "Because you have come out of the mountain, Jingmo cannot continue to be sealed. There must be a battle between you. If you win, Heaven will win. You If we lose, Heaven will abandon this world and let Jingmo rule the three realms without death or destruction."
Jiang Yu leaned back: "So?" "I am the chosen one!" Wen Renhuai was a little excited, and he was almost completely different from the calm and kind Lord Wenren City they had remembered before, "I was chosen by Heaven. Chosen, he wants me to resurrect Jingmo and wants you to fight!"
Jiang Yu pursed his lips: "According to what you say, why doesn't Heaven just wait for me to grow up for hundreds of years and have the strength to fight Jingmo before asking someone to wake Jingmo up?"
"Because Heaven's Dao is weak!" Wen Renhuai said. "Song Hui can't kill Jingmo, and Heaven can't suppress Jingmo for so many years. Moreover, the spiritual power He created you was taken from the future generations, the future generations after Jingmo's death. The prerequisite for you to have these spiritual powers is Jingmo." If Mo dies, you will be the winner, but if the winner is Jing Mo, then such an afterlife will not exist at all. Therefore, the longer Jing Mo lives, the less reasonable your existence will be, and the less reasonable your ability will be. Getting weaker."
"So -" Jiang Yu's eyes were heavy, "Is Jingmo awake?"
"woke up."
Wen Renhuai nodded repeatedly. If it weren't for the situation and his temper, he couldn't do anything too radical. He really wanted to pick this person up and spin him around three times, shouting that she was finally willing to believe him, "You finally Do you believe me?"
"?"
Jiang Yu tilted his head. He didn't know where he saw it, but he didn't directly deny it. "But your formations have obviously been destroyed."
Wen Renhuai breathed a sigh of relief before, and the muscles in his body relaxed, and he explained patiently: "But God wants him to wake up, and the blood sacrifice is just a cover-up. No matter whether it succeeds or not, Jingmo will break the seal and come back. The purpose of this blood sacrifice, Maybe it’s just to rationalize Jingmo’s awakening and tell the world that Jingmo is awake.”
He noticed it when he held the Sword of Disaster.
"A blind trick?" Jiang Yu's expression was inexplicably ugly. He closed his eyes and stared straight at Wen Renhuai, "Then those people who are going to be sacrificed by your blood, no matter whether the blood sacrifice succeeds or not, nothing will happen to them, right? ?”
"No, that's not right." Jiang Yu denied his statement, "Those people who you used to enhance the hatred of the bloodletters are really dead."
Wen Renhuai's expression instantly became a little ugly. He opened his mouth, but not a single syllable came out. His head, which was slightly raised due to emotion, also slowly lowered. He was silent for a moment, and his voice could not be heard. What are the emotions: "If the blood sacrifice is successful and they are really dead, once the tragedy of the Lingdu case is publicized, people all over the world will once again recall the cruelty of Jingmo, and they will regard you as the savior as a life-saving straw. "
This is what he understands, on another level, one general can accomplish everything with ten thousand bones.
He raised his eyes, looked at the anger on Jiang Yu's face, and suddenly smiled: "Miss Jiang, no one I have ever met is more like a savior than you."
Jiang Yu looked at him coldly, and after a long silence, he spoke again: "You said all these things in detail, and you know them in more detail than anyone else. Why, are these all told to you by Heaven in a dream?"
She unconsciously tightened her grip on Jin Chai: "You said that in the future battle with Jingmo, I will definitely die, right?"
Wen Renhuai looked at her and nodded: "Three hundred years of spiritual power must be replenished, but I really don't know how heaven can make up for the spiritual power." His head leaned forward reluctantly. One point: "However, those three hundred years of spiritual power created you. Without those three hundred years of spiritual power, you will naturally be in trouble."
"Then have you ever thought about another possibility?" Jiang Yu smiled, "What if I am not the savior? What if-" Her smile suddenly became a bit evil: "I am willing to join forces with Jingmo, Let’s fight against the law of heaven together to protect my life?”
(End of chapter)