Chapter 114: War Ghost in the South (Part 1)
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“How are you sure that I am the one holding the seal? Did Gu Cangyue take you to find the Sad Painting Fan?”
< br>"No, but I just know."
"Then how did you know that Sang Pu died because of me?"
"Anyway, I know."
"Okay, then you tell me what Sang Pu's wish to form the seal is, and I will help you decipher it now."
"This...I now I can’t tell you yet.”
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Mo Tingfeng stared at her with scrutiny in his eyes. Song Weichen felt a little guilty. After all, she guessed that Mo Tingfeng was the holder of the seal based on the content of the dream. How could she know what the hell the "wish to form a seal" was.
"Ahem, I'm not telling you about my wish to form a seal now because I'm afraid that you will follow her after you help me unblock the seal, so I'll tell you as soon as the case is solved and the illusion disappears." She was afraid of being betrayed, so she thought about it and added something.
"Miss Song, are you so sure that I will give up the opportunity to be with her in order to decode the seal for you?"
"Not sure, but if you don't decode the seal, I will Death, I can only gamble with my life."
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Mo Tingfeng was in pain. He knew that all her intentions were out of concern for herself, but she Every second he was around made him feel more tortured. She clearly didn't belong to him, so why did she have to torture him by her side like this.
He sat up and began to meditate and adjust his breathing, "Miss Song, you have really worked hard to keep me alive. Don't worry, Mo will not actively seek death. You can go back. When the case is solved, I will go to Cangyue Mansion to help you decipher the seal." ."
"Ting Feng...why are you doing this?"
Zhuang Yuheng on the side shook his head helplessly. He really couldn't understand him. He clearly cared about it but still said coldly. People push away. "You don't even know why I'm here. You can take care of yourself when I leave. Remember to take your medicine!"
There were only two of them left in the room again, and it was so quiet that people felt at a loss.
Mo Tingfeng closed his eyes and said expressionlessly, "Aren't you leaving yet?"
"Not only will I not leave, but I will also rely on you. Before this case is concluded, I will be a white robe during the day, and I will be a piano player and live in Wuqingju at night. It is such a happy decision. If you find me annoying, you can just treat me as air. , Don’t worry, I’m just watching and won’t disturb you.”
Song Weichen went to the table and poured a glass of water, “It’s time for you to take medicine. Should I feed you the water or should you drink it yourself?”
"Miss Song, there are differences between men and women, not to mention that you are about to get married, so it is really not suitable for you to get too close to Mo."
"There is no Miss Song here, only the white robe of Sichen Mansion, sir. Think more.”
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At night, Song Weichen changed into women's clothes and stayed in Wuqingju. Her body was already much worse than before due to the imprint of her previous life. After another day of tossing, she almost fell asleep on the bed. It was rare that she didn't have any nightmares all night. On the other hand, Mo Tingfeng heard that there was no movement from her, and he was afraid that she would get sick again, so he did not hesitate to interrupt the breath adjustment repeatedly and quietly went to see her countless times.
It was the same the next day. During the day, Mo Tingfeng focused on regulating his breath and ignored her. Apart from giving him medicine and drinking water on time, she just sat quietly in the corner of the bedroom looking for a book to read. A person has nothing to say for a day.
I stayed at Wuqingju as usual at night, but I coughed violently and vomited blood in the middle of the night. I reluctantly got up to find water to drink. My body became weak and fell to the ground. In the middle of the night, he had already picked him up and put him back on the bed, which was warm and warm. of water to his mouth.
“Did I disturb you?” She smiled apologetically, “I always cough at night, it’s not a big deal, you go and have a rest.”
“Wei Wei, I should take you What should I do..." Mo Tingfeng sat in front of the bed, with an unreadable expression on his face.
"Don't call me Miss Song anymore?"
Song Weichen wanted to laugh but couldn't help but cough. Her eyesight turned black, and Mo Tingfeng quickly helped her lie down.
“Tell me your wish to form a seal, Weiwei, tell me now.” She didn’t speak, she couldn’t help but fell into a drowsy sleep.
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It was almost time when she woke up again. She finished tidying up and came out, but he was no longer in the bedroom.
Have you entered an illusion again? When he was in a hurry, he found a note on the table when he came in. It was Mo Tingfeng's handwriting: Song Weichen, see you in the meeting hall.
Is he finally done with it? Folding the note and putting it away in her lap, she hurried to the meeting hall.
She was frightened as soon as she entered the door - the armor worn by the monster in the Liu family's fantasy was standing in the hall. She was in a trance when she saw it, thinking that the nightmare had penetrated into reality.
“This, this is...?”
Seeing her coming, everyone greeted her and didn't care to respond. They looked around the armor with lingering fear. They stretched out their hands to touch but were afraid that a monster would suddenly grow out of it, so they retracted their hands hesitantly.
Mo Tingfeng had no special reaction when he saw her coming, and looked like an ordinary colleague as usual.
"You came just in time. Only you and I have entered the Liu Family Fantasy Land. Do you remember this armor?"
Song Weichen nodded, "That monster is wearing this kind of clothes, at least. It looks very similar. "
"It is indeed a Luanpo. It has absorbed 60 to 70 puppets. The number is extremely terrifying. Your Excellency has fought against it. The problem now is that we will never deal with it. I have never arrested Luan Po in the illusion before, so I need to find out where it came from as soon as possible and formulate an arresting strategy." Ding Heran continued.
"This is the armor that Master Si Chen restored based on his memory that Luan Lu wore in the illusion. I hope to find something." Ye Wujiu said and walked to the clothes, "This armor is divided into upper body, thighs, and shins. The three parts of the body are made of willow leaf-shaped iron armor and are connected with leather strips and nails. It is obviously a piece of armor, and it looks like it should be a soldier's attire."
Song Weichen looked at the armor carefully and saw many wear and tear on the face. , there is dirt and evil in the gaps between the nails, like yellow mud, charcoal ash, animal hair and even feces, as well as dried blood. There was a piece of black and gray woolen clothing left on the shoulder armor, and the original color could not be seen. It exposed low-quality cotton wool and rags with old and mottled blood stains, which made her scalp numb.
"Have you found out what Liu's husband does? Could it be that he happens to be a soldier?" Song Weichen asked.
"There are often barbarian invasions outside the southern border. Seven years ago, Liu's men joined the army and went to the border, and there was no news after that." Ye Wujiu said.
Song Weichen slapped his hand, "Isn't this the case solved?"
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“It’s not him.”
Mo Tingfeng walked to the armor and said, “Since twenty years ago, even the lowest-ranking soldiers in Meijie have been wearing cotton-iron composite Armor is divided into two types: dark armor and exposed armor. Dark armor is lined with bubble nails or chain iron mesh, while open armor is made of cotton armor and is lined with iron sheets or covered with iron mesh. ”
He used a technique on his hand to caress the armor in front of him, "This large Zhabu human armor is from at least eighty years ago. The puppet can't change clothes, so he must be wearing the same clothes as when he died, so that chaos may not be Liu's. Husband, at least the puppet that appeared was not him."
Uncle Fei lowered his head and squinted his eyes in the crowd, as if he was going to sleep. Hearing this, he suddenly opened his eyes and took a step forward, "Eighty. Years ago? Your Excellency, do you still remember the war that lasted all winter? The barbarians allied themselves with several major border vassals and invaded in large numbers. The troops from all over the country were ordered to go south, and hundreds of thousands of people were killed and injured in the battle in the south... It was really a pile of corpses. It’s fishy and bloody.”
After listening to Uncle Fei's words, Mo Tingfeng frowned and didn't know what he was thinking. However, Song Weichen spoke up, "Is it possible that the souls of the dead from that war have merged with Liu's husband's puppet? Since there are dozens of Luanpo on his body. "It's not surprising that some of them are old puppets from 80 years ago, right?"
"Impossible."
Ding Heran looked at Song Weichen, "There were countless casualties in that battle, Si Chen." The government was especially concerned about it. In order to prevent chaos and harm, the underground network would be inspected every month for twenty years. The souls of the southern war ghosts who died in the battle had already dispersed in Santuchuan. If there were any leaks. It is impossible for the remnant soul to become a chaotic soul and not be discovered by us until now."
"But what if it has been hiding in the illusion?"
As soon as Song Weichen said this. , everyone in the hall fell into a brief silence, but Mo Tingfeng, who had been silent until now, looked at her with affirmation in his eyes and spoke.
"Try to answer my question. If there really is Luanpo who deliberately hides in the illusion, why did he not commit chaos in the past 80 years, but now he started committing crimes frequently?"