Grudge Breaker

Chapter 114: Fighting Ghosts in the South (Part )
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"How are you sure that I am the one holding the seal? Did Gu Cangyue take you to find the Sad Painting Fan?"

"No, but I just know."

"Then how did you know that Sang Pu died because of me?"

"Anyway, I just know."

"Okay, then you tell me what Sang Pu's wish is to form the seal, and I will help you decode it now."

"This...I can't tell you yet."

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Mo Tingfeng stared at her with scrutiny in his eyes. Song Weichen felt a little guilty. After all, she guessed that Mo Tingfeng was the holder of the seal based on the content of the dream. How could she know what the hell the "wish to form a seal" was.

"Ahem, I'm not telling you about my wish to form a seal now because I'm afraid that you will follow her after you help me unblock the seal, so I'll tell you as soon as the case is solved and the illusion disappears." She was afraid of being betrayed, so she thought about it and added something.

"Miss Song, are you so sure that I will give up the opportunity to be with her just to unlock the seal for you?"

"I'm not sure, but I will die if you don't decode the seal. I can only gamble with my own life."
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Mo Tingfeng was in pain. He knew that all her intentions were out of concern for him, but every second she was around made him feel tortured. She clearly didn't belong to him, so why did she torture him by being around like this? .

He sat up and began to meditate and adjust his breathing, "Miss Song, you have really worked hard to keep me alive. Don't worry, Mo will not actively seek death. You can go back. When the case is solved, I will go to Cangyue Mansion to help you decipher the seal." "

"Ting Feng...why are you doing this?"

Zhuang Yuheng on the side shook his head helplessly. He really couldn't understand him. He clearly cared about him, but he still wanted to push people away with cold words. "You don't even know why I'm here. You can take care of yourself when I leave. Remember to take your medicine!"

There were only the two of them left in the room, and it was so quiet that people felt at a loss what to do.

Mo Tingfeng closed his eyes and said expressionlessly, "Aren't you leaving yet?"

"Not only will I not leave, but I will also rely on you. Before this case is concluded, I will be a white robe during the day, and I will be a piano player and live in Wuqingju at night. It is such a happy decision. If you want me to be annoying, you can just treat me as air. , Don’t worry, I’m just watching and won’t disturb you.”

Song Weichen went to the table and poured a glass of water, "It's time for you to take medicine. Should I feed you the water or should you drink it yourself?"

"Miss Song, there are differences between men and women. Besides, you are about to get married. It is really not suitable for you to get too close to Mo."

"There is no Miss Song here, only Si Chen's white robe. Don't think too much, sir."
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At night, Song Weichen changed into women's clothes and stayed in Wuqingju. Her body was already much worse than before due to the imprint of her previous life. After another day of tossing, she almost fell asleep on the bed. It was rare that she didn't have any nightmares all night. On the other hand, Mo Tingfeng heard that there was no movement from her, and he was afraid that she would get sick again, so he did not hesitate to interrupt the breath adjustment repeatedly and quietly went to see her countless times.

The same thing happened again the next day. During the day, Mo Tingfeng focused on regulating his breath and ignored her. Apart from giving him medicine and water on time, she just sat quietly in the corner of the bedroom looking for a book to read. The two of them said nothing for the whole day.

He stayed at Wuqingju as usual at night, but he coughed violently and vomited blood in the middle of the night. He reluctantly got up to find some water, and fell to the ground because of weakness. When he was dazed, he had picked him up and put him back on the bed, and he had given him warm water to his mouth. .

"Did I disturb you?" She smiled apologetically, "I always cough at night. It's not a big deal. Go and get some rest."

"Wei Wei, what should I do with you..." Mo Tingfeng sat in front of the bed, with an unreadable expression on his face.

"Don't call me Miss Song anymore?"

Song Weichen wanted to laugh but couldn't help but cough. Her eyesight turned black, and Mo Tingfeng quickly helped her lie down.

"Tell me your wish to form a seal, Weiwei, tell me now." She didn't speak, she couldn't help but fell into a drowsy sleep.
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It was almost time when she woke up again. When she finished tidying up and came out, he was no longer in the bedroom.

Have you entered a fantasy world again? When he was in a hurry, he found a note on the table when he came in. It was Mo Tingfeng's handwriting: Song Weichen, see you in the meeting hall.

Is he finally done with it? Folding the note and putting it away in her lap, she hurried to the meeting hall.

As soon as she entered the door, she was frightened - the armor worn by the monster in the Liu family's fantasy was standing in the hall. She was in a trance when she saw it, thinking that the nightmare had penetrated into reality.

"This, this is...?"

Seeing her coming, everyone greeted her and didn't care to respond. They looked around the armor with lingering fear. They stretched out their hands to touch but were afraid that a monster would suddenly grow out of it, so they retracted their hands hesitantly.

Mo Tingfeng had no special reaction when he saw her coming, and looked like an ordinary colleague as usual.

"You came just in time. Only you and I have entered the Liu family's illusion. Do you remember this armor?"

Song Weichen nodded, "That monster is wearing these clothes, at least it looks similar."

"That is indeed a Luanpo. It has absorbed 60 to 70 puppets in its body. The number is extremely terrifying. Sir, I have fought with it before and it is difficult to deal with. The problem now is that we have never arrested a Luanpo in the illusion. We need to capture it as soon as possible. Find out where it came from and formulate an arresting strategy." Ding Heran answered.

"This is the armor that Master Si Chen restored based on his memory that Luan Lu wore in the illusion. I hope to find something." Ye Wujiu said and walked to the clothes, "This armor is divided into upper body, thighs, and shins. The three parts at the bottom are made of willow-leaf-shaped iron armor and are connected with leather strips and nail nails. It is obviously a piece of armor, and it seems to be the attire of a foot soldier. "

Song Weichen carefully observed the armor. There were many scuffs on the surface, and there was dirt and grime in the gaps between the armor plates, like yellow mud, charcoal ash, animal hair and even feces, as well as dried blood. There was a piece of black and gray woolen clothing left on the shoulder armor, and the original color could not be seen. It exposed low-quality cotton wool and rags with old and mottled blood stains, which made her scalp numb.

"Have you found out what Liu's husband does? Could it be that he happens to be a soldier?" Song Weichen asked.

"There are often barbarian invasions outside the southern border. Seven years ago, Liu's men joined the army and went to the border, and there was no news after that." Ye Wujiu said.

Song Weichen clapped his hands and said, "Isn't this the case solved?"
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"not him."

Mo Tingfeng walked to the armor and said, "Since twenty years ago, even the lowest-ranking soldiers in Meijie have been wearing cotton-iron composite armor, which is divided into dark armor and clear armor. The dark armor is lined with bubble nails. Or lock iron mesh, Mingjia uses cotton armor as the gall bladder, with iron sheets inside or covered with iron mesh."

He used a technique on his hand to caress the armor in front of him, "This large Zhabu human armor is from at least eighty years ago. The puppet can't change clothes, so he must be wearing the same clothes as when he died, so that chaos may not be Liu's. My husband, at least the puppet shown is not him."

Uncle Fei lowered his head and squinted his eyes in the crowd as if he was going to sleep. Hearing this, he suddenly opened his eyes and took a step forward, "Eighty years ago? Sir, do you still remember the war that lasted a whole winter? How many conflicts between the barbarians and the frontiers? The great vassal kings formed an alliance and invaded on a large scale, and various places rushed to recruit troops to go south. In the southern battle, hundreds of thousands of people were killed and injured... It was really a pile of corpses and vegetation, and blood flowed through the forests and rivers. "

After listening to Uncle Fei's words, Mo Tingfeng frowned and didn't know what he was thinking. However, Song Weichen spoke up, "Is it possible that the souls of the dead from that war have merged with Liu's husband's puppet? Since there are dozens of Luanpo on his body. Puppet, it’s not surprising that some of them are old puppets from 80 years ago, right?”

"impossible."

Ding Heran looked at Song Weichen, "There were countless casualties in that battle, and the Sichen Mansion was particularly concerned about it. In order to prevent chaos and harm, Diwang would send people to inspect it every month for twenty years. Those who died in the battle that year The war ghosts and souls of the southern border have all dispersed in Santuchuan. If there are any remnants that have slipped through the net and become chaotic souls, it is impossible to hide them without being discovered by us. "

"But what if it has been hiding in the illusion?"

As soon as Song Weichen said this, everyone in the hall fell into a brief silence. However, Mo Tingfeng, who had been silent until now, looked at her with affirmation in his eyes and spoke.

"Try to answer my question. If there really is Luanpo who deliberately hides in the illusion, why has he not committed chaos in the past eighty years, but now he starts committing crimes frequently?"