The villain and I have eight hundred minds combined

Knowing that Lu Yusheng could not be saved, Cui Ren shouted at Lin Yifeng: "Yifeng! Run!"

Lin Yifeng's whole body was stiff, and he collapsed to the ground with tears in his eyes. He seemed to have completely forgotten his own life and death. He stared blankly at his junior brother's body lying in a pool of blood: "Rain sound... Junior brother..."

The junior fellow apprentice who he had been with day and night died in front of him.

The guard was completely enraged. After killing one person, he continued and stabbed Lin Yifeng fiercely!

At the critical moment, Feng Xiao couldn't bear it any longer, so she turned into a flaming phoenix and rushed over, passing by the guards at a high speed, rescued Lin Yifeng who was sitting there, and left.

His eyes were sharp as torches as he sized up the frantic guard. Unexpectedly, he saw the guard looking at a piece of his clothes with a look of horror.

"Fire, fire! Help!" The guard's face suddenly changed, and he hurried away waving his sleeves burning with spiritual fire.

Feng Xiao put the distraught Lin Yifeng aside, and after transforming into a human form, he did not care about Cui Ren and the others. After getting the key information, he turned around and ran towards the city center.

Feng Xiao searched anxiously for a long time, but couldn't find her anywhere. Just when she was getting worried, she suddenly thought of the underground workshop nearby, so she might as well try her luck.

After listening to Gong Yu's description of the approximate location of the workshop, he groped his way there carefully and heard some noise in a house without a plaque.

He heard some noise underground, and quickly found the entrance and went down. As soon as he entered, he saw the city lord and the annoying person studying paint at a wooden table.

"City Lord." Feng Xiao called her hurriedly.

Mu Hanxing was so absorbed in her research that she didn't hear any movement behind her. When she saw Feng Xiao coming, she showed joy on her face: "Feng Xiao, how did you find me?"

Feng Xiao blurted out: "Of course it's telepathy."

Mu Hanxing: “…”

Jingchen sneered.

"You've come at the right time. I have something to ask you." She waved at him.

He immediately came over and asked: "Can you come and go in this workshop as you please?"

She wanted to come, but was afraid of encountering some strange things, which would affect the whole body. Jingchen said that he would take responsibility if anything happened. She understood that if she ran away, everything would be fine, so she rushed in.

Fortunately, casually entering the workshop didn't seem to trigger any rules.

After entering the workshop, they saw a table with shadow puppets of various sizes and with many limbs scattered around, as well as many boxes of colored pigments. The most important clue was on the table, where there was an old notebook.

Mu Hanxing flipped through it briefly and found that the notebook contained a record of shadow play repertoires, but the handwriting was very blurry, and he could only roughly guess the story of the play through a few slightly clearer words.

Fortunately, she just passed by and remembered that the location of the workshop mentioned by Gong Yu Chuntao was nearby, so she got a clue.

She said to Feng Xiao, "I came here to look for clues, but everything was peaceful and nothing happened. At first I was wondering why the evil ghosts here insisted on having people help them prepare the shadow play, first peeling the animal skin and then coloring it. Could it be that there will be a shadow play on the stage in the next few days?"

"Maybe it's because these skills are the foundation of the theater." Feng Xiao guessed.

"What do these little people represent? Can you identify them?" Mu Hanxing pointed at several shadow puppets on the table and asked Feng Xiao.

He stepped forward to take a look, pondered for a while, and said: "These people holding spears and halberds probably correspond to the guards in the city. In the play, clothes and pigments are usually used to distinguish the 'good guys' and 'bad guys' in a play. If we only look at these, these few people are probably the enemies attacking the city, these are the guards protecting the safety of the city, and the person wearing golden clothes is probably a noble, such as a princess."

Mu Hanxing didn't expect that Feng Xiao actually knew something, and showed admiration on his face. Jingchen glanced at him coldly without saying anything.

Feng Xiao continued: "City Lord, I have another discovery. Those guards are afraid of fire."

Then he told Mu Hanxing everything that had just happened at the city gate.

Mu Hanxing and Jingchen were both shocked.

"That idiot!" She was furious after hearing this. "He is not good enough to do anything, but he is always causing trouble! Who knows what will happen if he angers the guards? What on earth is he doing!"

Jingchen asked, "Did the guard just say there were 'Western Rong spies'?"

"Yes, do you know about this? Have you finished reading the scroll?" Feng Xiao asked back with a frown.

Jingchen had finished reading it a long time ago, but he didn't know where to start talking about that period of history. If it was the Western Rong people, he had indeed seen it in the scroll.

He said, "During the Ganlu years, the Western Rong invaded Ningguo. The two sides had agreed to a truce, but the Western Rong proposed to jointly attack Boguo, which is now the Theater City, to plunder resources and then divide them equally. Ningguo took a neutral attitude. After all, because it had invited the Lan family to perform shadow puppetry, it had a relatively friendly relationship with Boguo, so it was unwilling to send troops to attack nor to help Boguo fight against the Western Rong."

"What happened next?" Mu Hanxing continued to ask.

Jing Chen sighed slightly: "Later, in order to win over the people of Ning, the monarch of Boguo wanted to marry his daughter, Princess Lanqin, to Emperor Ning as a concubine."

"The Lan family!" Mu Hanxing figured it out, pointed at a shadow puppet on the table and asked Feng Xiao, "Is Princess Lanqin also related to shadow puppetry? Could this noble in golden clothes be her?"

Feng Xiao said, "I think so. Although she is a princess, she often hangs out among the people and regards herself as an ordinary person. She also voluntarily joins the largest opera troupe in the country to learn opera. Generally speaking, a performance is divided into two parts: acting and singing, which requires front voice and hand-signing. The front voice is responsible for the instrument and singing, and the hand-signing is responsible for interpreting the characters in the background. Both front voice and hand-signing require superb skills, and Princess Lanqin has both. She is a rare talent."

Mu Hanxing raised her eyebrows: "So you know so much about it. When the Lan family sent envoys to Jianmu, did you see her?"

Feng Xiao was afraid that she would misunderstand, so she hurriedly said, "Back then, I only saw her once from a distance..."

"Is she pretty?" Mu Hanxing asked deliberately.

Feng Xiao quickly replied, "It looks good, but not as good-looking as you."

Very good, full marks answer.

He continued, "I've thought about it carefully. Back then, the Bo Kingdom was prosperous in singing and dancing, but it didn't value the use of force. Its military strength was weak, so it was normal for the Xirong people to target it. In addition,... our Phoenix Clan's specially made shadow figures are superb, vivid between light and shadow, and can be called the world's best. I think that back then, there must have been a Xirong person who fell in love with the shadow after seeing it, and wanted to take it for himself, so he wanted to attack the city."

Mu Hanxing understood and knew that he concealed so many things probably because he was afraid that the Phoenix Clan would be involved in this matter.