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After Yi Qingchen sat down, Ruying said coolly, "Hua Shenchi never died, but was seriously injured when the Food Marrow Sect bloodbathed Lingshan, and later blamed herself for the death of three thousand disciples in the sect. Self-imposed confinement for ten years, isolated from the world, so there is no news about him in the world."

Yu Feng added, "The second prince studied art in Lingshan for several years, and he just returned to the palace not long ago. He knows the secrets of Lingshan best. Do you have any questions?"

There was another discussion among the audience, and after a while, the person who questioned Hua Shenchi's resurrection from death said again, "That is to say, there is no such thing as 'resurrection from death'? What about those who caused disasters in the Central Plains before?" How should the 'corpse man' be explained?"

Hearing this, Ruying glanced at the man with disgust, and replied, "My prince has fought against these monsters before, but they are all corpses that have been forcibly preserved by drugs. They have only flesh, no thoughts, and are controlled. As for the manipulator, if you say that such an existence of neither human nor ghost can be regarded as resurrection..."

Speaking of this, Yi Qingchen thought that Ruying would snort habitually, but unexpectedly the latter restrained herself abruptly, "In other words, these corpses are nothing more than the marrow-eating sect's delusion to 'return the dead'." Fails, 'resurrections' don't exist, and they're not going to make it anyway."

There was a sigh in the arena, Ruying said no more, Yu Feng appreciated everyone's reaction with satisfaction, and did not deliberately interrupt the noise.

Yi Qingchen seems to understand what the royal family is going to do. In the final analysis, he wants to hide the secret of his resurrection and Hua Chenchi's resurrection of the dead. This not only protects himself and Hua Chenchi, but also dispels these people's thoughts about evil methods. Cutting off the possibility of them turning to the Marrow Sect, the only way to ensure the concerted efforts of the troops going south.

Afterwards, a few people came forward and asked some news about the Food Marrow Sect, including the identity of the Dharma Protector, the attacking methods and weaknesses of the Corpsemen, these Yi Qingchen knew best, so Yu Feng named Yi Qingchen When he came forward to answer, Yi Qingchen's mouth was dry, and he recounted the process of fighting against the Food Marrow Cult during this period of time.

Everyone was shocked after hearing this, and they were all moved by Yi Qingchen's scheming and courage. For a while, most of the eyes cast on Yi Qingchen changed from contempt to admiration, and they looked at Yi Qingchen in embarrassment. He could only nod in response with a smile on his face.

The atmosphere in the Qiaoshou Pavilion was lively. After the discussion, Yi Qingchen became a favorite, surrounded by leaders of many sects and families talking. To save face, he offered tea while answering their questions. At first, the question was about the Food Marrow Sect, and Yi Qingchen answered seriously, but gradually, the content of the question began to become a little strange .

For example, asking why Yi Qingchen stole, how he stole the Yulang crown, how the peerless lightness kung fu was honed, and what's more, he even asked about the relationship between Yi Baixue and Hua Shenchi. De Yi Qingchen had a headache and was speechless.

"Mr. Yi hasn't married yet?" A girl from an unknown family suddenly asked such a question, and the young people in Yi Qingchen were silent for a moment, as if they were all waiting for Yi Qingchen's answer.

In fact, the people who are still talking around Yi Qingchen are idlers and juniors from aristocratic families, and the high-ranking people who came to offer tea earlier have finished their questions and sat back in their seats, unwilling to talk to these juniors. Blend blindly.

Yi Qingchen also noticed that the juniors around him were either wearing green clothes or yellow shirts, and none of them were from the four great families. Thinking of this, Yi Qingchen subconsciously turned his gaze to the four great families, I saw three men and one woman headed by Mr. Dugu only sat in their seats from beginning to end, or talked with the servants standing beside them, or just quietly observed the situation in the field, and Mr. Dugu was the latter .

Yi Qingchen turned his head to look at Ruying again, and saw Ruying looking down at Yi Qingchen with disgust on his face, and he didn't know whether the disgust on that face was aimed at Yi Qingchen, or the people surrounding Yi Qingchen. This bunch of young people.

Yi Qingchen looked away silently, the girl who asked the question repeated the question again, Yi Qingchen thought for a moment, then smiled and replied, "Although I haven't married yet, I already have someone I want."

The girl wailed when she heard the words, and went back to her place dejectedly. After that, two or three girls left together, and only a few young masters were left around Yi Qingchen.

Almost all those young masters came to ask about the method of practicing lightness kung fu, Yi Qingchen thought for a moment, and replied very sincerely, "About talent, in fact I don't have much talent at all, in the end I just have to practice repeatedly to make a living. If I didn't escape fast enough, I would have died at the feet of those steamed bun vendors, and my younger brother would starve to death too..."

Speaking of this, Yi Qingchen was stunned, and the young masters beside him were also stunned. They had never experienced such hardships, and they couldn't understand what Yi Qingchen said about escaping death for a mouthful of steamed buns. We only discussed with each other for a while, but to no avail.

Counting the time, Yu Feng got up and clapped his hands, "It's getting late, you have come from a long way, and the old man can't come up with something that you can look up to, just a meal, to clean up the dust for you, and return it to me." I hope you don't dislike these country meals."

As soon as the words were spoken, a group of maids removed the chairs under everyone, and another group of maids brought low tables, blankets, and futons, and placed them one by one, inviting everyone to sit down.

After everyone found their own low tables and knelt down, the maids held trays and served the food and wine.

Yi Qingchen originally wanted to choose an inconspicuous seat to sit down, but he was suddenly named by Yu Feng and sat down next to the main seat. The clothes are light and dusty like sitting on pins and needles.

After the meal was overdone, everyone began to step down to toast. Yi Qingchen was poured five or six glasses indiscriminately. He already had a headache, so he wanted to leave the banquet under the pretext of feeling unwell .Hearing this, Yu Feng smiled and said, "My nephew is too strong to drink, and it will take some distance to go to Brother Liu's house. It may not be safe to go on the road like this. Why don't you go upstairs and find a guest room to rest for a while? Wait until the alcohol is gone, and then make a decision .”

Yi Qingchen felt sleepy like a layer of clouds constantly rushing towards him, as if trying to cover his eyes, he just wanted to find a couch to lie down very quickly, so he followed Yu Feng's suggestion and went upstairs to find a room.

As for how he opened the door of the room and walked to the couch, this memory is completely blank.

He woke up from the drowsiness, and his eyes were still spinning, his memory stayed on the stairs that seemed to be endless when he went upstairs, and he felt nauseated again, and he was trying to find a chamber pot. Under the bed, but found nothing.

Just when Yi Qingchen was about to give up and throw up on the carpet, a wooden basin was suddenly handed to Yi Qingchen, and Yi Qingchen vomited all the food in his stomach regardless of the day and night. Only now did he feel more comfortable, and now he had the time to thank the benefactor who handed him the wooden basin.

As soon as Fang raised his eyes, he saw a pair of purple eyes. Yi Qingchen patted his head suspiciously, and murmured, "Really? Am I still in a dream?"

Zhenzhen chose a stool and sat down, propping his head on one hand, "What have you been doing for the past half month? I've searched for you three times, but no matter what, I can't lure you into my dreams..."

Yi Qingchen told Zhenzhen about his coma due to the explosion, listened to Zhenzhen, and said clearly, "So that's the case, I thought it was the demons in this city who wanted to do something to you, for fear that your soul would be killed. He dissected it, and then came all the way to investigate, since nothing happened, I feel relieved." After saying this, he got up and left, "This city is the territory of the demon clan, if I live for a long time, It will definitely be noticed by him, since you are fine, I will go back first."

Yi Qingchen hurriedly called Zhenzhen, "Wait."

Zhenzhen stopped walking, looked at Yi Qingchen suspiciously, and waited for the next article.

Yi Qingchen sorted out the thoughts in his head again and again, but he still had the power of alcohol, so he couldn't calm down anyway, so he could only ask wherever he thought, "Mu Mu broke his hand, and he is still unconscious, Xiaoqian He is also dead, and there is also the matter of Brother Jiang, the demons said that they want me to go to sleep to solve it..."

Yi Qingchen felt that his head was very confused at the moment, and he scratched his hair helplessly, "I don't understand why I mentioned Mu Mu and Xiao Qian, Mu Mu should wake up, even if I ask you, Xiao Qian won't live Come here... I originally wanted to ask you something... By the way, should I listen to the demons and go to save Brother Jiang in my dream?"

Hearing the words, Zhenzhen pondered, "If you have a nightmare, it is indeed a normal solution to find someone to open your heart knot in a dream, and to solve this method, the closer the person is, the more appropriate it is. Why, he has no relatives?"

Yi Qingchen nodded, "It's gone, even if there is a younger brother, it's still a blood feud."

Zhenzhen wanted to say something more, but suddenly realized something, turned his head to look at the door, and suddenly cast a spell to escape his figure. Not long after, there were indeed footsteps on the porch outside the door, and after a while, the door was knocked lightly Two or three times, Yi Qingchen looked at the location where Zhenzhen was hiding, and answered the door thoughtfully, "Please come in."

The door was gently pushed open, and it was Mr. Dugu who came.

Yi Qingchen didn't understand his intention.

After entering the room, Mr. Dugu didn't speak directly, but walked slowly along the tea table towards the bedside, and when he passed the coffee table, he took a second look at the stool that Zhenzhen had sat on before looking at Yi Qingchen, and said with a light smile , "The banquet is over, I have some free time, so I came to see the young master, does the young master still feel a headache?"

Yi Qingchen always felt that he seemed to have noticed something, so he rubbed his temples, and smiled calmly, "It's okay."

Mr. Dugu knocked on his fan, looked around the room, and asked Yi Qingchen while looking, "I think you must be a believer in gods and demons?"

Yi Qingchen didn't answer, and Mr. Dugu didn't care about Yi Qingchen's answer, he just pushed towards the corner step by step, and opened the fan suddenly amidst the sound of Yi Qingchen's heartbeat, using the fan as the blade, resting on his throat , Bringing the truth out of the figure.Zhenzhen didn't necessarily panic, she just sighed helplessly, "I knew I would be discovered."

Mr. Dugu chuckled, "You didn't hide it on purpose, did you?"

Zhenzhen glanced at Mr. Dugu, and said indifferently, "Why do the demons come to the world?"

Mr. Dugu laughed and said, "Can I return all these words to you, Miss?"

Yi Qingchen watched the two of them talk to each other, but didn't ask any useful information, and didn't know how long the stalemate would last, so he persuaded, "Why don't you sit down and talk? "

No one paid any attention to Yi Qingchen, and Yi Qingchen didn't want to say anything else, so he watched a scythe with a somewhat fragmented back melt out of his palm, and put it on Mr. Dugu's neck, with a cold tone, "If you want to Do it, I'm not afraid of you, it's just that you can't afford the lives of people on this floor."

Mr. Dugu sneered and said, "Girl, you're worrying too much. I can afford the lives of a few people."

As soon as the words fell, two black shadows crossed and passed by, but Yi Qingchen couldn't see clearly what actions he had made.All of a sudden, a strong wind burst out, and the doors and windows of the house were torn apart. Yi Qingchen subconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes. After the strong wind passed, he slowly put it down with lingering fear.

Zhenzhen's hood was blown away, revealing some messy long hair inside, and Mr. Dugu's mask was blown away, but he covered his face with a folding fan in time, which failed to give Yi Qingchen a chance to see his face clearly.He bent down to pick up the mask, put it on again, and then looked at Zhenzhen thoughtfully for a long while, before muttering, "You are the blade of the demons..."

Zhenzhen put the hood back on silently, walked to Yi Qingchen's side, and asked back while walking, "So?"

Mr. Dugu put away the folding fan, smiled a few times against the mask, and said meaningfully, "It's nothing...Since this young man knows you, girl, it's a coincidence." He looked at Yi Qingchen again , "Master, don't you want to save that Mr. Jiang, but don't you trust us? Why don't you let this girl protect the dharma for you when Luzhu performs spells?"

Yi Qingchen didn't understand why Mr. Dugu thought of this, and he didn't dare to answer easily, and he was very puzzled when he heard the words, "It's not necessary for him to understand this method, why are you so attached to him?"

Mr. Dugu smiled knowingly, and patiently explained to the two of them, "Because he had entered that person's dream once before and understood the cause of the knot in his heart, if it were someone else, he would have to start over again, wouldn't it be Time-consuming and labor-intensive? Thinking about it, girl, you should be more aware than this one. Every time you extend the period of dreaming, it will be a huge burden on the person who casts the spell. It’s about taking her feelings into consideration.”

Zhenzhen thought about it for a while, and felt that it was feasible, so he went to seek Yi Qingchen's opinion. Yi Qingchen agreed when he saw Zhenzhen, and the biggest worry of dreaming was guaranteed, and there was no excuse for refusing, so he nodded and agreed.

Seeing that Yi Qingchen was still not at ease, Mr. Dugu comforted him, "Although I am the head of the Dugu family, I am still a businessman in the final analysis. A businessman should put his reputation first. I promised Mr. Murong to protect him during the war." Weicheng, you just came here, and besides, I also watched Young Master Murong grow up, and I know your position in his heart, Young Master, so I will definitely not do anything harmful."

Although these words are sincere, but when he thinks about his identity as "Patriarch Dugu" and his title of "Poisonous Young Master", Yi Qingchen knows that this person's nature is definitely not as gentle as he appears on the surface, and he can't do it no matter what. I believe it, so I just smiled and prevaricated a few polite words.

Mr. Dugu heard the distrust behind Yi Qingchen's words, so he didn't waste any more words. He only went out to talk to Yu Feng a few words, and then led Yi Qingchen back to the camp.

Zhenzhen did not go with the two of them. After all, the appearance of the black cloak in Weicheng in this season is still a bit eye-catching. Yi Qingchen knew that Zhenzhen had his own way, so he didn't ask too much. He just calmed down and recalled when he was still in Jiangling. What they saw and heard in the dreams of the two brothers of the Jiang family.

After the two of them walked back to the camp slowly, Zhenzhen had already been waiting in the tent for a long time.

Luzhu didn't know Zhenzhen's identity, so she was very vigilant, but Zhenzhen sat beside Jiang Zhige's bed as if nothing had happened, closing her eyes and resting her mind, feeling at ease.

Seeing Mr. Dugu coming back, Luzhu stepped forward and asked, "Acquaintance of the young master?"

Mr. Dugu pressed his folding fan against the mask, pondered for a moment, and said hesitantly, "It's ... an acquaintance."

Luzhu didn't say anything more, just glanced at Yi Qingchen who was following Mr. Dugu, showing a clear expression, then walked to an open place, sat on the ground, put the guqin wrapped in a cocoon of red silk on her lap On, plucked the strings out of thin air, tried a few notes, then turned to look at Yi Qingchen.

Yi Qingchen didn't know what he was going to do next, so he pointed to the fluffy blanket in front of Luzhu, "Lie there, close your eyes and go to sleep."