Chapter 215 Thousands of clues -
“The number of souls in Santuchuan is obviously wrong, but I can’t see the problem.”
After coming out of the basement, the Sad Painting Fan took the ink Ting Feng and Zhuang Yuheng entered the secret room of Wu Nian Mansion. They were worried and hit hard when they opened their mouths.
Both of them frowned after hearing this.
“More or less?”
"Sharply reduced."
It is not difficult to see the seriousness of the matter from the expressions of the three people.
This is indeed unreasonable.
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In the Meijie, unless there is a large-scale natural disaster or large-scale monsters causing chaos, the number of souls in Santuchuan will rarely fluctuate significantly.
Even the battle damage from the catastrophe in the Southern Territory eighty years ago was within the reasonable range of fluctuations.
Normal souls themselves do not pose a threat, and there is a powerful barrier set up by the Heavenly Lord at the end of the Santu River. Therefore, even though there are many ghosts and monsters in the Netherworld, they all commit crimes in other areas. I would never dare to cause trouble in Santuchuan. Sad Hua Shan really didn't expect that problems would arise in such a peaceful state.
If Zhuang Yuheng hadn't asked her to go to Santuchuan to "intercept" Song Weichen's soul, I don't know how long it would have taken for the abnormality to be discovered.
The soul of Santuchuan has dropped sharply... This is the first time Mo Tingfeng has really encountered this situation.
Actually, it had appeared once before he came to Meijie. I heard that that time it was because a total lunar eclipse and the "moon covering the left Yuan and eight constellations" occurred at the same time, resulting in an extremely rare scarlet blood moon. As a result, the soul-eating beast went berserk and rushed into the Santu River to swallow a large number of souls. However, it also triggered the barrier set by Tianzun and caused a large number of deaths.
Speaking of which, this incident happened exactly a thousand years ago. At that time, Sad Painting Fan was seriously injured while trying to contain the rampage of the Soul-eating Beast.
It was precisely because of that accident that Ji Baishou resolutely resigned from his position as Si Chen and devoted himself to protecting his wife.
And this time there is clearly no warning for the sharp loss of souls, which is the scary thing!
The Sad Painting Fan patrolled the Santu River twice and found no abnormalities, and there was no reaction from the Tianzun Barrier.
But there is obviously a problem with the number of souls. This matter can be big or small. If the sharp decrease continues, the ratio of life and death energy will be imbalanced. The worst possibility is also the most terrifying ending - falling asleep!
That's why she anxiously discussed with the other two bosses and asked them to send people to assist in the investigation.
Mo Tingfeng immediately agreed to make some arrangements after returning to Si Chen's house and allocate a team of grudge breakers from the underground network to Santuchuan for daily patrols.
In fact, even if he didn't mention the sad painting fan, he still wanted to discuss with her after the ghost husband case was completed, and let the grudge breaker come to Youmei to assist in patrolling.
The shrill man's voice that began to appear in Master Jinxian's head was what happened when he was practicing in Youmei. Huang Meiyun also mentioned that a tall man with a shrill voice taught her how to set up a soul-locking formation in her dream, and that secluded sleep was the best place to absorb souls into dreams. With all these factors, it was hard not to suspect that this was the same person.
It is very possible that this man is hiding somewhere in Youmei!
Of course, it is not ruled out that Lord Jinxian and Huang Meiyun may have lied, but based on analysis, Mo Tingfeng leaned towards them telling the truth.
Let’s talk about Kongmei first. Although Zhuang Yuheng adopts a management method of inaction and is able to come and go freely, the evil spirits have no way to hide because of the many high ways of the Immortal family. This person behaves treacherously. It can be seen that he is extremely cautious and is unlikely to set foot in Kongsui.
There are grudge breakers stationed in Chenmei, and Xiegui cannot hide. Even if he commits a crime, he comes and goes like lightning. He immediately flees to Youmei after committing a crime. This is why Sichen Mansion often goes to Youmei to arrest Luanpo. reason.
Youmei is a place of enchantment, and darkness is the best place to hide. Mo Tingfeng has enough reasons to suspect that this man with a shrill voice and the forces behind him are lurking in Youmei. There are evil intentions somewhere in Me, and they are inseparable from the Ghost Husband case, the Nian Niang case, and even the disappearance of Bai Pao!
He must catch him! .
Ah chirp.
Song Weichen sneezed weakly.
The night wind was cold, and she subconsciously shrank into Mo Tingfeng's arms.
This action brought Mo Tingfeng, who had been thinking about the sharp loss of souls, back to his senses.
Only then did he realize that she had fallen asleep in his arms at some point, her little nose pressed against the crook of his neck, and she breathed out her warm breath gently, which made him feel warm in his heart.
It's great that she's okay.
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He looked at her steadily, as if she had called his name just now, and their kiss and conversation seemed like a dream.
Mo Tingfeng admitted that it was only at this moment that he had some sense of reality - perhaps because he had been in the illusion for a long time and had an emotional delay in everything that happened in the real world.
So it was only then that he began to be truly afraid.
He was afraid that she was really dead when she was lying in the basement of Wu Nian Mansion with no breath and cold body.
It was only then that the extreme fear of losing her surged out, climbing up and clamping down on his heart.
But obviously, at this moment, she had body temperature and heartbeat, so she just stayed in his arms.
Mo Tingfeng didn’t understand the origin of his extreme fear of losing her.
He even felt dazed for a moment, not sure what was real, or even whether she was real, whether she really existed?
He panicked.
Subconsciously, he hugged the little man tighter, which woke up Song Weichen.
She stretched her arms and legs lazily in his arms, staring at him with a pair of deer eyes. Mo Tingfeng's panic was instantly relieved.
It is inevitable to laugh at yourself in your heart. She is really in his arms now. This is not an illusion. He has not lost her.
“Wei Wei, we are home.”
Hearing this, Song Weichen looked around and realized that the two of them had already flown over Sichen's Mansion. Looking at the brightly lit mansion and the bustling Water Street Night Market, it was hard to avoid feeling a little dazed.
Although it had only been half a month since the large group of people set off for the ghost market, because she had stayed in Huangjia Village in the fantasy world for several months, she now felt as if she had returned after being away for half her life.
“It feels like I have been away for a long time.”
“Where are He Ran and Wu Jiu? I want to see them.”
“You are injured, first Go back and have a good rest, shall we go tomorrow?”
"Go now."
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Unable to defeat her, Mo Tingfeng had no choice but to take Song Weichen to the Fuzhong Medical Center. He originally planned to put her to rest before coming alone.
Unexpectedly, the doctor from the Realm Lord’s Mansion was also there.
It turned out that his old man heard that the two commanders of Dragnet were seriously injured, so he sent the best doctor in the house to Si Chen's house to wait for him early. When he saw Mo Tingfeng coming, the doctor hurriedly came over to salute. , and reported in detail the handling of their injuries.
While several people were talking, Zhuang Yuheng also appeared. After calculating the time, he should have gone back to Sikong Mansion to take a shower and change clothes, and hurried over.
Zhuang Yuheng did not tell Mo Tingfeng that he would come, but he was a little surprised to see him and Song Weichen there.
"Wei Wei's injury has not healed yet. You didn't take her back to rest. Why did you come here?"
"Yu Heng, why did you..."
Mo Tingfeng He stopped mid-question. Zhuang Yuheng had a kind heart. It was normal for him to come quietly to diagnose and treat the two of them. However, it frightened the doctor from the Realm Lord's Mansion. He had never seen the two chiefs at the same time in most of his life. , I was so frightened that my hands were shaking so much that I almost couldn’t do acupuncture.
"I'll do it." Zhuang Yuheng smiled and accepted it. As expected of the king of medicine, in half a stick of incense, they both woke up and saw Mo Tingfeng sitting on the chair between the two beds guarding them. They couldn't hide their excitement and struggled to get up, but Mo Tingfeng stopped them.
"My lord...my lord..."
Ding Heran murmured, the stars in his eyes twinkling like rain.
Ye Wujiu also lost control of his emotions. He looked at Mo Tingfeng and then Ding Heran, trying his best to hold back.
Mo Tingfeng patted them both on the shoulder, with relief and appreciation on his face.
"You have done a great job. You are worthy of being from the Sichen Mansion. I am proud of you."
"Thanks to you, Weiwei and I were able to return from the illusion smoothly. The Ghost Husband Case Only then can it be successfully solved."
"Heran, I sense that your magic ability has improved greatly. In three months, there will be a warlock leveling test that occurs once every fifty years. I think you have already mastered it. You have the strength of a quasi-A level. Take good care of your injuries and prepare to take the test."
"Wujiu, you are a rare dual-type quasi-A level warlock. Although there has never been a dual-type A-level warlock in history. I believe you can be that exception.”
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Song Weichen stood aside and watched the three people chatting from a distance. When she saw Ding Heran and Ye Wujiu Wuyu, she felt relieved. As soon as she relaxed, she suddenly felt very, very tired, an unexpected feeling. The feeling of exhaustion came suddenly.
To use an inappropriate analogy, it is like a mobile phone that clearly still has 80% of the battery. In an extremely cold place, it is suddenly taken from a warm room to an outdoor temperature of minus 60 degrees Celsius, thus facing The powerless feeling of performance failure that is about to crash.
She didn't want to interrupt their reunion. After all, they were separated from each other. They were fighting for each other's lives, but they had never spoken properly. All she could do at the moment was to try her best to hold herself up and not show off. abnormal.
"It seems that even my body is warning me to recognize the reality and make a choice..." Song Weichen thought with regret.
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If it were possible, she would like to stay with them day and night for a long time, be the most useless white robe in the Sichen Mansion, and run rampant in the world with their protection.
But her reason told her that she must find a "suitable escape route" for herself and disappear from Si Chen's Mansion before Mo Tingfeng broke the restraint on killing love and completely forgot about her.
Do all the drama, otherwise when Mo Tingfeng forgets about him, but has to get along with him because of Baipao's identity, the secret will inevitably be lost, and there will be big problems.
So she had to go, not only had to go, but she had to go far.
At that time, there will be no more Song Weichen, no more harpist Sang Pu, and no more good-for-nothing Baipao in the world.
Thinking of this, Song Weichen felt that the healed wound on her back started to hurt again, and her whole body was crumbling. Zhuang Yuheng, who was standing beside her, noticed something strange and helped her.
Because of this movement, Ding Heran and Ye Wujiu noticed that Zhuang Yuheng and Song Weichen were also there. Why did she look so pale, with all the blood on her face, and she seemed to be even more hurt than the two of them? Heavy.
The two of them didn't know that she blocked Zhuang Yuheng's knife in the ghost market, and they just thought that she was injured in the illusion.
Ding Heran, in particular, felt that it was because he failed to take good care of Song Weichen that he was like this, and he felt even more apologetic.
"Brother Wei..."
Ding Heran called her, only regretting that he was unable to let her lie down on the hospital bed.
Zhuang Yuheng helped her walk to their bed. Song Weichen managed to stretch out his hand to help Ding Heran tidy up his messy hair at the temples, and tuck Ye Wujiu into the quilt.
She smiled, trying to look energetic.
“Recuperate well, and when I recover, I will take you to team building...”
"This time we have studied several new dishes in the fantasy world, and I will let Mr. Si Chen show you his skills."
Song Weichen wanted to say more, but a surge of pain in her heart made her stop. Without saying anything, his eyes went dark and he fell to the ground.
Mo Tingfeng quickly held on to her with quick eyes, not caring about talking to Ding Heran and Ye Wujiu anymore, he picked up Song Weichen and left the hospital and went straight to Tingfeng Mansion. Zhuang Yuheng followed him worriedly.
The hospital became quiet instantly. The doctor was busy preparing the medicine, while the medicine boy stood guard outside the door. Only Ding Heran and Ye Wujiu were left looking at each other in the room.
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"Do you owe me an explanation?"
Ye Wujiu, who had been silent until now, spoke up.
“Ah? What’s the explanation?”
“Why did you risk your life to save me?”
“Isn’t this nonsense? You would do the same thing if it were you.”
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Ding Heran rolled his eyes. He just had a broken arm and couldn't lift it up, otherwise he really wanted to slap him on the head.
“Oh, I can’t.”
“I understand why there is a huge disparity in strength and we cannot fight head-on.”
Ding Heran almost choked to death at Ye Wujiu’s words. It's true that you risked your life to save others, but others went to death to insult you.
He snorted hard, turned his head and stared at the ceiling and ignored him.
"Seriously, don't do such stupid things again in the future. If something happens, you can run for your own life and don't worry about me."
The second half of his unspoken words was, "I will fight for you from now on."
Ding Heran didn't know Ye Wujiu's mood. He just thought that he had saved an ignorant idiot, and cursed in his heart bitterly, touching Ye Wujiu's internal organs.
Looking at Ding Heran’s angry profile, Ye Wujiu couldn’t help but raise the corners of his mouth, and then became serious again.
“Eh.”
"Heran."
"Heran?"
"Ding Heran."
"What are you doing!"
Ye Wujiu called It was the fourth time that Ding Heran didn't respond angrily to him.
"Let's get down to business."
"I don't know if you noticed, but I just... seemed to have sensed a hint of puppet energy in Brother Wei."