Shengjing Conspiracy

"Is it hard to think?" Wen Youqing leaned forward, smiling slightly, "I'm curious about what you look like."

Wen Youqing is good-looking, as long as he has eyes, he can tell.

When a beauty suddenly approaches you aggressively, Ku Xuan, who has never liked to be close to people, his face was a little hot, and he was stunned for a moment when he heard Wen Youqing's last words. Rubbing against his neck, as if looking for something.

Soon Wen Youqing touched a gap, a smile flashed in Taohua's eyes, he took off the mask on the young man's face, and underneath was a slightly pale face.

"The mask is not bad." Jing Yun once again saw Liu Baisui's mask before, and it can be described as thin as a cicada's wings, and this mask is no exception.

Ku Xuan was younger than Wen Youqing imagined, he looked about seventeen or eighteen, and he thought he was about his own age just by looking at his eyes.

"Do you know what will happen to your adoptive father if the two countries really go to war?" Wen Youqing directly started from the point that Ku Xuan cared about the most.

Sure enough, Ku Xuan's rock-steady eyes trembled, but he still bit his lower lip tightly, refusing to make a sound.

Wen Youqing was not in a hurry, and continued: "According to the law, it's best to be late, I'm afraid it will be more than that in the end, and you have the heart to turn your adoptive father into a puddle of meat in the end?"

"Shut up!" Ku Xuan almost squeezed these two words through his teeth.

Wen Youqing looked at him with raised eyebrows, her beautiful eyebrows were tinged with evil, "What I said just now is the fate of your adoptive father according to the law, if it falls into my hands, Ling Chi should be regarded as a relatively easy way to die, you may I don’t know that General Dingyuan and I are close friends, he will help me in everything I do, I have thousands of ways to make his life worse than death, do you want to know?”

Just best friends?

Jing Yun looked at Wen Youqing with increasingly dangerous eyes.

Ku Xuan is not a firm character, on the contrary, he is actually very weak, and he was poked at the point of importance, and at this time he is already in chaos.

His angry chest heaved rapidly, Jing Yun gave Wen Youqing a look, take it easy and don't get too angry.

"Are you still going to say nothing now?" Wen Youqing folded her arms, "If you say it now, maybe your adoptive father can save his life."

Ku Xuan looked at him, his eyes were bloodshot, coupled with his pale face, he looked like a murderous ghost in this dark night, "You are in the Raksha country now, how can you have the confidence to run out, I can definitely Tell people to come in, at worst, the fish will die and the net will be broken."

"You don't care if you die or not, but you should be clear that once we die here, your adoptive father will never have a good time." Wen Youqing put on a look to see who is less afraid of death than the other.

This person's face and nature are far apart.

If Wen Youqing has the face of a canary, then his personality is that of a rebellious lunatic.

Jing Yun was also very surprised, his Yan Yan really surprised him every day.

"You promise me one condition." Ku Xuan said in a hoarse voice.

"Tell me first, we will consider whether to agree or not depending on the situation." Jing Yun said.

Who is this guy?

Ku Xuan glanced at him, "I want my adoptive father to live."

"It's easy to say, as long as you promise not to hide it from us, your adoptive father's life can be saved." Wen Youqing agreed.

He still knows the truth of rewarding a jujube with a stick.

Ku Xuan closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and said for a long time, "I'll tell you what you want to know."

"What is your purpose?" Jing Yun continued to ask.

"The adoptive father wants the two countries to fight, and it is best for both sides to suffer." Kuxuan paused and continued: "The two countries went to war 30 years ago, and the adoptive father and his only son were affected, and his son died on the battlefield. , Since then, foster father has been planning the current matter."

"Wait!" The corners of Wen Youqing's mouth twitched slightly, "You mean your adoptive father wants to avenge his son, so he wants to start a war between the two countries?"

Although Jing Yun didn't speak, the expressions of the two were similar, both incomprehensible expressions.

A little embarrassment appeared on Ku Xuan's pale face, "You don't know how much the adoptive father loves his son, and that is his only son."

"Okay, okay, that's barely a reason, and then?" Wen Youqing continued to ask with his forehead raised.

Ku Xuan paused, he was blocked for a moment and didn't know where to start, before he said after a long time: "The adoptive father's name is Ku Ye, we followed the adoptive father to the Raksha country ten years ago, and before that, the adoptive father traveled everywhere. , We were all picked up by him during his travels, so we took the surname of our adoptive father."

"You said before that you are a mouse living underground, do you live in an underground palace?"

Ku Xuan was startled, "You have already been there, yes, we lived there before coming to Rakshasa."

Knowing the reason for the trouble caused by the national teacher, Wen Youqing recalled the weird ballads in the underground palace and the people who had been enchanted by the soul spell.

"Bailong seals the general to protect my hometown, Qingjiao Linlin nurtures my people, winds through Yumen to my hometown, and my ballad is spread for thousands of miles... What kind of ballad is this?" Wen Youqing repeated what he heard in the underground palace that day. , staring at Ku Xuan's eyes.

"This is a requiem ballad. My adoptive father taught us when we were young." Ku Xuan said with nostalgia in his eyes.

Requiem?

Using insanity to control people to sing requiem ballads in the underground palace, whose soul is it trying to appease?

Kuye's son?

Not only that, there must be something else that he overlooked.

The answer to the puzzle was already in front of him, but was blocked by a piece of paper, which was almost there.

Seeing that Wen Youqing was silent, Jing Yun knew that he was thinking about something, so he continued, "How to undo the soul-stirring technique."

"Acupoints at Weizhong, Fengdi, and Jingcuo acupoints are stimulated with severe pain, and supplemented with Anshen Dinghun Decoction, three days is enough."

"So simple?" Wen Youqing has not forgotten the tragic situation in Kyoto back then, if it is so simple and can be solved, there is no reason to delay it for so long.

Ku Xuan said in a deep voice, "Because that person didn't teach his adoptive father the complete insanity technique at that time, it's just superficial."

"Who is that person?" Jing Yun asked.

Ku Xuan shook his head, "I don't know, foster father didn't tell us."

"Last question." Wen Youqing paused, "Who are you talking about, Mr. Rong?"

Ku Xuan looked at him and paused every word, "Rong, Zheng, Feng."

"It's him!"

Ever since he knew the existence of Master Rong, Wen Youqing had a stone hanging from his heart, and now the rock that was bumping up and down still fell down. Xiaoqing's face turned pale with shock from her guess.

"Who is he?" Jing Yun has lived in the border town for a long time, and although he knows all about the big and small things in the capital, he always misses some minor details.

Wen Youqing bit her lip and said hoarsely, "Go back and tell you."

Who is this person?

Could it be that there is something involved in making Yan Yan so shocked?