God level hypnotist

When he went to court the next day, Xiao Yu was impeached on the grounds of "leaving Beijing without reason and disturbing the court".

This person's official position is not very big, but as soon as he spoke, there was a lot of applause. Five or six officials of the fourth and fifth ranks detailed the matter of Xiao Yu's search of the residences of the important ministers and his guards leaving the capital without authorization in the past few months. Dao said, the words are quite sharp and passionate, and there is no fear.

Looking at the memorial, there are thousands of words eloquently written, all of which are trivial and insignificant things in daily life, but to pick out the mistakes, the dissatisfaction with the Crown Prince is beyond words.

The text was also analyzed in detail, and the "criminal evidence" was complete, as if he knew everything about His Royal Highness's every move, and it seemed that he came prepared and was bound to win.

Even the Holy Majesty, who hadn't asked about the government for a long time and didn't care much about his prince, frowned tightly after reading these memorials, with a gloomy look on his face.

Above the court hall, standing at the head of all civil and military officials, Wu Youzhen, the chief assistant of the cabinet, quietly revealed an inscrutable smile.

Everything is going according to his plan.

Even if Xiao Yu designed Hongyu's identity and seized his biggest handle, he still has the ability to turn the situation around and seize Shengting as quickly as possible.

The handsome young man in the crimson court uniform remained unmoved. He quietly listened to the courtier's impeachment, and did not refute. He just took a step forward with a pale face, and bowed to his superior today.

The prince is willing to bear his own guilt, and offered to be self-reflected, and at the same time, he is willing to hand over the control of the Wucheng Bingmasi to calm the anger of the courtiers.

The Holy Majesty pondered for a while, and agreed in court.

Unexpectedly, no one stepped forward to plead for mercy and forgiveness for the prince, which shows that the prince is already unpopular.

When he was about to retire from the imperial court, a sentence asked by the sage, intentionally or unintentionally, made all the courtiers look sideways, and also made Wu Youzhen, who was secretly observing all this, feel more at ease, and his smile gradually deepened.

The Holy Majesty took a sip of tea, and said slowly: "I heard that the crown prince insisted on leaving Beijing this time, disregarding morals, in order to find a young man named 'Meng Heng'?"

Hearing this, the young man's expression changed, and his brows could not help but furrow deeply.

"I don't know what kind of appearance and style this person is, so that he can attract the prince to look for him regardless of his own safety. I can't help being a little curious."

The young man took a deep breath, suppressed his uneasiness, collected himself, and replied: "There is nothing special about Meng Heng, and my son's departure from Beijing this time has nothing to do with him, but because he heard that there are spirits on the holy mountain in the west." Grass, I want to find it so that I can offer it to the Holy One."

The Holy Majesty was silent for a long time, only sneered, stood up and left in a huff.

Wu Youzhen, who had a full view of the Holy Majesty's expression, also smiled contemptuously, looked up and down at the frowning young man, shook her sleeves and walked away.

A group of courtiers followed closely behind, leaving the main hall one after another.

Only the youth remained in the temple.

Xiao Yu stood up leisurely, walked out of the hall, and slowly shook his head in the face of Li Qing who came up to him with a worried expression on his face but hesitated to speak.

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Over there, Wu Youzhen was determined.

After the court, he did not leave the palace, but the old god abducted him to the emperor's Qianyuan hall on the ground, and informed the palace people to see him.

After a while, he got permission from the Holy One to enter the palace.

Wu Youzhen's bottomless eyes revealed a look of pride and pride, his gaze turned and landed on the saint who was sitting and chatting with the old Taoist.

The sage had already taken off his imperial robe, and was only wearing a coarse green robe, dressed as a Taoist priest, his face was pale, and there was a deep tiredness between his brows and eyes.

However, this young man didn't notice it, and there was still a hint of interest in his eyes.

Wu Youzhen smiled and stood aside without disturbing.

But the old Taoist looked at Wu Youzhen secretly, and then gradually stopped talking, and between breaths, he got up and saluted: "Your Majesty, let's stop here for the time being, and I hope that Your Majesty will not be tired and rest earlier." .”

He turned around and backed away, and when he passed Wu Youzhen, he lowered his head and gave a dark smile.

The saint didn't notice it at all.His eyes were empty and indifferent, as if filled with a thin layer of gloom, and his thoughts were also wandering without a trace. The internal organs in his body felt empty, as if he had been dragged away by that old Taoist.

This is the feeling that the Holy Majesty always has after talking with the Taoist priest.

Although empty, it is also wonderful.

The Taoist priest told the sage that this is because the practice is still shallow, and further cultivation is needed to cultivate the body, refine qi and nourish yang.

"Your Majesty?" Wu Youzhen looked at the sage whose eyes were gradually regaining clarity, and said with a low smile, "This time, I have obtained another panacea, and I am here to present it to Your Majesty."

"This elixir is a 49-day retreat in the Immortal Dao. It was specially refined for His Majesty. If His Majesty takes it, it will not only bring great blessings to the sky, prolong life, but also greatly improve one's cultivation."

As he spoke, he took out an ebony carved square box from his sleeve, opened it and presented it to the saint.

Inside was lying a elixir floating with a bright white luster.

His Majesty's eyes flickered slightly, he reached out to take the box, and twisted the pill with two fingers to inspect it carefully.

But it looked slightly different from the Yuanyang Pill he usually took.

Wu Youzhen seemed to see the sage's question, and calmly explained: "This elixir is called Closing Yin Pill, and its effect is several times that of Yuanyang Pill, so its shape and color are slightly different. The Holy Majesty just take it with confidence. Take your life as a guarantee."

The sage waved his hands, and his gaze fell on Wu Youzhen leisurely: "It doesn't have to be like this, when did I ever doubt what you said?"

After speaking, he put the Guanyin Pill in his mouth, raised his hand to pick up the warm tea offered by the maid at the side, sent the pill with water, and swallowed it into his stomach.

Not long after, the sage closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were bright and bright.

The smile on Wu Youzhen's lips gradually lifted, she said a few words of humility, accepted the reward from the sage, then saluted and said goodbye, turned around and left the Qianyuan Hall, and left the palace with peace of mind.

However, the old Taoist who just had a conversation with the sage suddenly appeared from nowhere, and turned into a fiery red fox in the darkening night, leaping and jumping into Wu Youzhen's carriage with a few steps.

But no one found out.

Wu Youzhen looked at the woman in red who suddenly appeared in the carriage, and smiled sullenly.

It turned out that this woman was none other than Hongyu who had disappeared and could not be searched by the prince and his gang.

They only knew that Hongyu had a close relationship with Wu Youzhen, but how did they know that the immortal priest who often went to and from the palace hall was disguised as Hongyu!

Wu Youzhen stared at the woman's gloomy and puzzled expression, and said quietly: "Fortunately, you didn't show any flaws in front of the saint, otherwise even if I have the intention to protect you, it would be hard for you to survive."

Hongyu clenched her fists and remained silent.

"Forget it, I underestimated them this time. I didn't expect that kid Xiao Yu to find out the plan of you and me in advance, and he was defeated by him instead. Now that the matter has come to an end, Chen Tingwen will decide Can't stay any longer."

"Secondly, I didn't expect Meng Heng to be a good-natured person, but he is completely different from you and your unlucky sister." When he said this, he glanced at Hongyu meaningfully, with a smile that was not a smile.

Hongyu pursed her lips, and finally couldn't help snorting coldly: "Good fortune? I want to see if he can have such good luck again in the future?"

"I think he just took advantage of Xuan Yulang's power back then. Now that he is in Beijing, I wonder if he can still rely on that sorcery to run amok? Regardless of these, now I have a perfect plan. As long as I bring out the If this person comes, Meng Heng must be defeated even if he has the ability to reach the sky."

When she spoke, there was a vicious look in her eyebrows and eyes. Seeing this, Wu Youzhen smiled, and a shrewd look flashed across the corners of her eyes.

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Different from the intrigue in the court, after Meng Heng returned to Meng's house, he looked around at the empty house and felt quite uncomfortable, so he immediately decided to take simple and rough measures to get those young people who were still arrested and imprisoned. The demons were rescued.

It was said that after Meng Heng disappeared suddenly, the mansion was left unattended for a while, and Xiao Yu had sent people to clean the house and take good care of it, so after a few months, when he came to the house again, he did not feel lonely at all, on the contrary, he was more lonely than him. A little cleaner and tidier than ever.

The new bamboos in the courtyard stood neatly in several rows, and the emerald green bamboo leaves glowed in the sunlight. There were a few clusters of white begonias in the flower garden by the pool, curling up in the wind and looking charming.

But there is no one left in this courtyard.

On the other hand, Wei Yaozhang, the boy adopted by Meng Heng, lived alone in a room that day and had a weak breath. Fortunately, he escaped, and was later discovered by Xiao Yu, who took him back to be raised by someone else.

As for Luo Yun, the raccoon boy, and others, Xiao Yu also felt helpless, knowing that they must have been taken away by a monster, but he couldn't find the trace of the monster at all, so he couldn't help him for a while.

But Meng Heng could feel the spirit's breath.

The aura of the demon is interlinked, and the fox demon is particularly sensitive. In addition, Meng Heng has learned the art of refining qi this time, which is different from the previous one where he could only passively sense the demon aura.

He stood in the courtyard with his back straight, closed his eyelids lightly, stretched out a lingering wisp of closed-yin air that floated in the air, and passed away with the wind.

After half a cup of tea, he opened his eyes again, as if he had gained something.

It's just that the distance is quite far, and if you want to know its precise direction, you need to rely on another thing.

He took out the spirit stone given by Xuan Yulang from his bosom, and with the influence of his thoughts, he carefully felt the flow of breath in it. After a while, he suddenly raised his eyebrows and took back the spirit stone.

Located in the northeast.

He exchanged a glance with the rabbit spirit who was looking at him earnestly, and smiled. The two of them drove a carriage, led another, and went out together.

Only when he was going out to get on the carriage, he heard a very slight sound behind him, but within a moment, it disappeared again and returned to nothing.

Meng Heng understood it, and just pretended he hadn't noticed it, and drove away in the carriage indifferently.

Northeast of the capital.Different from the Yuxiu forest in the southern suburbs, the scenery is very different just across Yanshan Mountain.Seeing strange Yang Yibai on the sidewalk, the cold wind was blowing through, adding a bit of coldness for no reason.

Meng Heng followed the instructions of the spirit stone all the way, and stopped in front of a hidden courtyard not long after.

Sure enough, there was a bloody and strange aura rushing towards his face.

He frowned, turned over and jumped out of the carriage together with Rabbit Spirit. With some spiritual power in his palm, he pulled the lock and opened the door and entered.

The rabbit spirit couldn't help but threw herself on Meng Heng's body, hugging Meng Heng's arm tightly, and said in a trembling voice: "She brought us here that day and tortured and tortured us in every possible way. When I think of that day, I feel so much pain. Fortunately, Meng Heng came here gone."

"But you have to be careful, maybe the red jade will pop out suddenly!" He said, and arched into Meng Heng's arms again.

Meng Heng patted the rabbit boy in his arms reassuringly, but he couldn't help feeling suspicious in his heart.

The other party should have expected that he would definitely find this place after returning to the capital, and he should have set up heavy defenses here, but he was able to get in so easily now, not to mention that there is no one person or monster guarding this courtyard.

He frowned slightly, put aside his hesitation for a while, and opened a door according to the memory of Rabbit Spirit, and what he saw was indeed a scene of tragedy.

The "prisoners" driven by various instruments of torture have been tortured until their faces are hard to recognize and their flesh and blood are blurred. They suddenly lost their minds and were only immersed in the low-pitched wails of pain, even Meng Heng didn't notice when he broke in.

On the contrary, Rabbit Spirit was terrified, and rushed towards them crying bitterly, awakening their sanity.

All the monsters raised their heads to look at the person who came, and when they saw the handsome young man standing at the door, they were a little dazed for a while.

On another thought, the crying was loud and tearful.

Tears hit the wound, and there was a sharp pain, but they couldn't care about it at this moment, and their hearts were only overwhelmed by sourness and surprise.

Compared with Hongyu's cruel methods, even if following Meng Heng means being manipulated by his hypnotism from time to time, it is much more gentle and comfortable.

With a helpless smile on the corner of Meng Heng's mouth, he walked over to untie them one by one with spiritual power, and ordered the rabbit spirit to feed them the herbs brought by him. For a while, he could only hear the voice of gratitude from the fairy's mouth.

Only Luo Yun, who was imprisoned here together, was on the verge of death. Unlike the goblins who had cultivation bases to protect their bodies, his life was already hanging by a thread.

Meng Heng squatted down to feel Luo Yun's pulse, sighed lowly, took out a porcelain bottle, and dripped the Yuanyang blood that he had refined in advance along Luo Yun's chapped lips.

Seeing Luo Yun wake up leisurely, Fang felt relieved, and he and Rabbit Jing carried everyone half-supported and half-lifted to the carriage.

When everything was packed and they were about to leave the courtyard, they saw that the forest path that was empty when they came had already been surrounded by officers and soldiers, blocking their way.

Meng Heng looked at the two leaders and raised his eyebrows in disdain.

"Brother Ren, you have seen it with your own eyes this time, Meng Heng is indeed in league with that monster, he is no longer the same Heng'er as before!" Leaning on the man's side, the beautiful-looking woman slowly uttered a sentence.

Hearing this, the man's brows, which were already frowning deeply, were even more bleak and distressed.

He helped the woman a few steps forward with some unsteady steps, opened the curtain of the carriage, and then slowly turned his head, looking at Meng Heng with deep eyes.

"Meng Heng, don't kneel down yet!" The man shouted angrily, his hands buried in his sleeves trembling slightly.

Meng Heng narrowed his eyes and stood there without moving.

"You rebellious son!" Meng Ren was so angry that he pulled out the waist knife of the guard and was about to swing it at Meng Heng.

Meng Heng sneered, secretly borrowed a bit of spiritual power from the Lingshi, and flicked the gleaming knife aside without moving. With a "bang bang", the knife bounced a few times before finally falling to the ground with a crisp sound.

Meng Ren was shocked. He looked at the young man in disbelief, and couldn't help but take a few steps back. However, he couldn't believe it. When he came back to his senses, he was even more angry and sad. He couldn't help pointing at Meng Heng and yelled: " You are already possessed by evil energy and have fallen into evil ways, today I will kill my relatives righteously, and I will not allow you to run amok again!"