Grudge Breaker

Chapter 243: Sacrifice
"Have you asked Hua Shan about the origin of this Shu Qilong?"

"Since he is the largest supplier of Wunian Water's raw materials and made his fortune from Youmei, maybe she knows something." Zhuang Yuheng thought of a clue.

Mo Tingfeng shook his head. In fact, it was a long time ago - so long ago that he specifically asked Bei Huashan after the three of them went to Wangyue Tower for the first time to drink Wunian Water, but there was not much useful information.

"She just said that the housekeeper of the mansion accidentally found it when she was looking for a high-quality supplier of raw materials. Because their materials are of high quality, they have sufficient stock and the price is reasonable, so they have been cooperating with each other. Hua Shan and Boss Shu are just casual acquaintances."

Mo Tingfeng laughed at himself, "Now that I think about it, there is something wrong with what I said."

The raw materials for Wunian Water are Rootless Water, Rootless Quinoa, Rootless Flowers and Rootless Fruit from the dangerous places in the southeast, northwest and northeast of the Youmei Realm. It is difficult for ordinary merchants to obtain them even if they want to, let alone supply them for a long time with guaranteed quality and quantity.

Therefore, there is only one place where the housekeeper of Wunian Mansion is most likely to find these raw materials - Luoyang Ghost Market.

Everything couldn't be more obvious.

Rather than saying that the butler discovered Shu Xinglong, it would be more accurate to say that Shu Xinglong intentionally approached Si You Mansion, just as he intentionally occupied Wangyue Tower to get closer to Si Chen Mansion.

What on earth does he want to do? .
"Is it possible that Shu Tinglong is the person behind this?"

Although Zhuang Yuheng felt that the question was far-fetched, he still couldn't help but ask.

Mo Tingfeng looked at the candle on the table. There was obviously no wind, but the candle was shaking violently, as if expressing objection.

"I have suspected him more than once, but the logic and motivation don't make sense."

"If he was the one who kidnapped Weiwei to the Ghost Market, and since he had the Suzaku mask in his hand, why didn't he take the opportunity to negotiate terms and threaten me?"

"If he wanted to harm me, he wouldn't have sent me the Yellow Spring Sun Grass so many times."

Mo Tingfeng fell into a brief silence. He had no way of telling Zhuang Yuheng about the corpse mask. The secrets hidden behind the mask, even the information about the curse of death, could only be solved by Shu Yinglong - if he was really the person behind the scenes, what was his purpose in doing these contradictory actions?
Mo Tingfeng picked up a finger-thick rhizome herb from the medicine cabinet. He recognized it - Aconitum kusnezoffii, also known as Gastrodia elata.

It contains a component called aconitine, which is far more toxic than the red-crowned crane. But Gelsemium elegans is also a good medicine for dispelling wind and dampness, carbuncle, furuncle and toxicity, and is the most important anesthetic and analgesic ingredient in making Ma Fei San.

"Shuqilong is like this heartbreak grass, it is both a deadly poison and a good medicine."

"Before I can tell whether his ultimate goal is 'poison' or 'medicine', I am more inclined to believe that he is a thorough businessman who only cares about profit and not his position. So I negotiated a deal with him and I might as well wait and see the result, and also see when the fake god behind the scenes will show his true colors."

The two agreed that Mo Tingfeng wanted to take Song Weichen away, but there was no response after he called her twice, so he gently walked over and held her hand.

"What are you thinking about, so absent-minded?"
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Perhaps because of the dim candlelight, Song Weichen's face did not look very good.

"Boss Shu told you privately that he is not human, and the reason why he looks exactly like Cangyue is because Cangyue is the first 'living thing' he has seen. Did you notice that the word 'living thing' is used very well, which means that he is not a 'living thing'. Then what is he? A stone?"

"Will Boss Shu, who is not a living being, die? What does he want most after he transformed into a human form?"

"Does he have a weakness? What is his soft spot? Is it that girl named Li Qingshui?"

"Does he have human love, hate, and vengeance? Why does he hate his face so much because it's exactly the same as Cangyue's? Do they have a grudge against each other? Will he hurt Cangyue?"

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Song Weichen sighed, his expression becoming worse.

"I'm sorry, I was trying to help analyze this, but I got myself confused."

"The only thing I'm sure of now is that I can get in touch with Li Qingshui more. She's honest and straightforward, and she's very close to Boss Shu. Maybe I can get a breakthrough from her."

Mo Tingfeng pulled her up and held her in his arms, gently stroking her back to comfort her.

"Asking questions is the most important step in solving a problem. Weiwei, you did a great job. I believe the truth will soon come out."

"But there is one thing. Shu Tinglong cares about you very much. It is difficult for him to distinguish between friend and foe. This kind of care makes me very uneasy. You should be more vigilant."
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On the way back to Si Chen Mansion, Song Weichen no longer showed off her scooter. Instead, she curled up in Mo Tingfeng's arms with a decadent look, and let him hold her and fly back on the sword.

"What did Xueying tell you? Tell me the truth."

"Huh? How do you know I'm not telling the truth?"

"I don't know Qin Xueying, but I don't know you either? You took the blame on Huanling, saying that you were tainted by the fart of Laughing Rat and were asked to stay by the princess for a private chat. Only Yuhengxin, who was fooled by you, could tell such nonsense."

Song Weichen laughed. Yes, when he thought about it carefully, it was really a good excuse.

"Hehe, you know that the situation in our place can be summed up in one sentence: Trust you? It's better to believe that I am Qin Shi Huang." "You still want to make trouble? If you don't tell the truth, I'll break your legs."

"Tsk, Mr. Mo, can you change the way you threaten me? Even if I'm the reincarnation of a centipede, I can't stand you breaking my legs like that. You might as well just throw me off here."

"Oh yeah, throwing it down doesn't work on me anymore, because I've upgraded my weapon to a better one! As the saying goes, if you can control puppets well, you can rise to heaven! Now Song Weichen-sama can summon an invincible scooter to protect him! Hahahaha..."

……

Mo Tingfeng's eyes darkened. He vaguely guessed that what Qin Xueying said was not something nice, otherwise Song Weichen would not have forced herself to make a joke in an attempt to get away with it again. However, the paleness on her face and the sadness in her eyes had already betrayed her.

"Weiwei, be good and tell me the truth. There shouldn't be any secrets between you and me."

Song Weichen sighed softly, put away her childish smile, tilted her head and leaned into Mo Tingfeng's arms. She knew she couldn't hide it from him.

"She must have smelled the scent of the death curse on me. She said that only extremely vicious people would have this extremely evil smell of death, which made her extremely disgusted."

"It's really bad luck. The first time we met, her father was unhappy. This time, she was disgusted. My upward management ability is not good enough!"

Mo Tingfeng knew without asking why Song Weichen didn't explain. It was something that could be made clear in just one sentence, but he chose to take the blame and bear the misunderstanding - because she didn't dare to gamble.

She was afraid that once she told him about the curse, the mask would lead to rumors that Zhuang Yuheng had turned into a demon, which would affect him. Maybe Zhuang Yuheng didn't care that much, but she did! So she didn't dare to gamble.

Perhaps this approach is extremely childish, and perhaps she will suffer some grievances and hardships because of it, but Mo Tingfeng believes that even if time goes back and she has the opportunity to choose again, she will still not say anything - and neither will he.

Perhaps this is exactly what he loves about her, the clear and foolish spirit of youth, the reckless spirit of youth, the reckless spirit of youth.

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Seeing that Mo Tingfeng didn't say anything, Song Weichen thought he was scolding Qin Xueying, and instead tried to comfort her.

"It's nothing, actually. She didn't mean to target me. Instead, she saw that our eldest princess has very positive values ​​and is clear about what she loves and hates. She is a person worth making friends with. It won't be long before I tell her the truth after the death curse is lifted. Even if others don't dare to tell it, Qin Xueying will definitely understand me."

He suddenly hugged the little girl tighter. Song Weichen felt that her ribs were hurting and she just wanted to cough.

"Song Weichen, I really love you!"

"Well, I got it, let go, I can't breathe..."

"No, I will never let go!"

"Song Weichen, we will never be separated. You are mine. Do you hear me?"

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However, Song Weichen was no longer able to speak.

Her face was as white as snow, and the blood she vomited had soaked Mo Tingfeng's black brocade robe.

The marks of her past life that she had not felt for a long time came flooding back, her stomach felt like it was burning with sulfuric acid, the pain that Sang Pu had experienced before his death began to torture her again, her heart, spleen, and lungs were all failing her, the pain was so severe that she was distracted, she only knew that there was an endless flow of fishy sweetness flowing out of her mouth...

"Weiwei! Weiwei!"

In the endless darkness, she vaguely heard Mo Tingfeng calling her from far away. She wanted to run towards the voice, but she couldn't move her legs no matter what.

"slight."

Suddenly, she heard the voice of Mo Tingfeng behind her. Song Weichen turned around in surprise, but saw a strange face with bloodshot eye sockets, one eye on the forehead bleeding bloody tears, five skull buns on the head, and a wide-open mouth with four fangs bared, grinning at her!

It’s the Lord of the Cemetery!

Before she could even scream, a giant hand without a palm appeared out of nowhere, and the entire hand from the wrist was made up of countless single fingers and grabbed her!

The fingers wrapped around him tighter and tighter like a snake, and blood was flowing from Song Weichen's ears, nose and mouth.

An extremely eerie voice came from the void.

"Sacrifice...sacrifice..."

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