Grudge Breaker

Chapter 288: Mars Guarding the Heart (Part )
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"How could the death curse have no source?"

Mo Tingfeng couldn't help but repeat this message. Everything must have cause and effect. How could we see the result but not trace the cause? There is not even a trace. This is really unbelievable.

"I used many methods and finally traced it back to a reliable source from the outside world. The mask of the Ghost King Shituo came from the extreme north of Huangquan. You also know that the bone-eroding wind and snow there can destroy all traces. There is indeed no trace. Lord Si Chen, I have tried my best."

Shu Tinglong shook his head. Even for someone as well-connected as him, the information he could find after all the trouble was limited.

The extreme north of the Yellow Springs is filled with bone-eating winds and torrential snow all year round. Not to mention humans, even monsters are rare. It is hard to imagine who can stay in such an extremely cold and bitter place for 49 days to set up a corpse formation - with such ability, they could just declare war on Si Chen Mansion and Mo Tingfeng head-on, why bother with such a time-consuming roundabout way.

Shu Tinglong clasped his fists towards Mo Tingfeng. He was also extremely upset because he also didn't want Song Weichen to die - at least not now.

"But it is not difficult to guess that there are very few people in the world who have such means. He must be a Class A sorcerer who is proficient in at least one of the fire, earth, and gold elements."

"If we screen from this angle, the scope will be greatly narrowed. But Class A sorcerers are elusive, and most of them are not in the Mei Realm. Even if there is a suspect, I am out of reach."

After hearing what he said, Mo Tingfeng suddenly thought of someone.

The fire necromancer, Ma Zhenchun.

Since he is dead, it is not difficult for him to stay in the extreme north of the underworld for forty-nine days. Moreover, the death energy on his body is exactly the best inducement for setting up the corpse formation.

In other words, it is very likely that he is the core or the guiding element of the Corpse Array - if he is eliminated in a specific way, there is a high probability that the Corpse Ghost King Array can be cracked.

But... even if the Ghost King's formation can be broken, the curse of death may not be able to be solved. Ultimately, the person behind the creation of the necromancer Ma Zhenchun must be found, and only then will it be possible to completely eliminate the hidden danger of the curse of death on Song Weichen.

"Boss Shu, thank you for your help."

Mo Tingfeng patted Shu Tinglong's shoulder.

"The information you got is very important. Mo is grateful for this."
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As they were talking, the four of them had already arrived at an open space in the woods behind the mountain for a banquet to enjoy the flowers and listen to the music.

The ground was covered with cherry blossom petals in advance, and six sandalwood tables were placed in a fan shape. Two of them were very close to each other, obviously the main seats. In the center of the fan shape was a yellow rosewood piano table with four edges carved and lacquered in gold, which was obviously specially prepared for Song Weichen.

Surrounded by magnolias, the incense in the incense burner is wafting with the quiet scent of the forest after the rain, it is somewhat like a fairyland on earth.

"Master Si Chen, you are here!"

No one expected that the person who organized the banquet was Uncle Fei. When he saw Mo Tingfeng and his group, he quickly came forward to greet them.

"Uncle Fei?"

Mo Tingfeng was obviously a little surprised as well.

"Weren't you patrolling the Sanzu River? Why are you here?"

Uncle Fei rubbed his hands a little embarrassedly and smiled innocently.
"I report to Si Chen Mansion every half month and record the inspection results. This time I came back to Venerable Mansion as usual to feed Pearl and Wangtian, who I raised. But I never thought... Alas!"

"So I bought a few more goldfish and put them back in the pond. I was taking care of them when Miss Banxia came to see me and said that the eldest princess wanted to see me. After a few visits, she asked me to take over the task of hosting a banquet for the nobles. It's just a small favor and it won't delay anything. Now, as soon as the banquet is over, I will set off to return to Sanzu River."

"That's it."

Mo Tingfeng nodded, indicating that he understood.

The fact that there has been no abnormality after patrolling the Sanzu River for such a long time is itself an abnormality - the souls are still decreasing for unknown reasons, so there must be something abnormal that has not been discovered.

"After we go back, expand the patrol area, especially the places that have never been patrolled before. Be sure to send people to inspect them. For example... don't miss the places that we naturally think are extremely safe and protected by the Tianzun barrier."

"Yes! Sir."
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"Brother Tingfeng~Boss Shu~"

A delicate voice came from a distance, and I knew it was Ruan Mianmian without looking.

When Song Weichen turned around, he saw her holding Zhuang Yuheng's arm with one hand and holding the hem of her skirt with the other, her face heavily made up, and she walked towards him in a coquettish and pretentious manner.

"Sister Sang Pu, today is the Princess's banquet. Why are you dressed so plainly? Are you still grieving over the miscarriage?"

As he was speaking, Ruan Mianmian had already walked to his side. She gently held Song Weichen's hand, her face full of regret.

"My dear sister, don't be sad. As long as we are alive, there is always hope."

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"What? Miscarriage?! Fetus? Whose is it?"

Li Qingshui stared at Song Weichen in disbelief with his big eyes. No wonder she looked so pale and weak. It would be reasonable if she had just had a miscarriage.

Shu Xinglong was also so shocked by Ruan Mianmian's words that he completely failed to control his facial expression and was no less surprised than Li Qingshui.

"Miss Sangpu! You..."

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The corner of Song Weichen's mouth twitched. What does this Lao Longjing want? Why does he have to shout it out until everyone knows about it?
She glanced at Zhuang Yuheng. It was obvious that he had consulted Mo Tingfeng and was an "informed person", but he looked indifferent.

At this point, it seemed that she had no choice but to go on with the miscarriage plot, but... when she thought of Mo Tingfeng and the smell of makeup on him, she suddenly lost interest.

"It's nothing, just the bitter fruit of a heartless man. It's not worth mentioning. Miss Mianmian, please don't mention it again in the future."

No matter how much Mo Tingfeng tried to deceive himself, he could still feel Song Weichen's resentment at this moment - he knew it, and she knew it.

Just when I didn't know how to explain, Qin Xueying arrived.

"Meet the eldest princess."

Except for Mo Tingfeng, everyone else greeted him in unison.

Qin Xueying smiled and nodded to everyone.

"Brother Feng."

She called him first, with a gentle and affectionate look.

This sound made Song Weichen hear the sound of something breaking in his heart.

This sound made Ruan Mianmian even more panicked.

She lived in a side hall of the Venerable's Mansion, so she naturally knew that Mo Tingfeng stayed in Qin Xueying's room all night last night and did not return. That was why she brought up the old things as soon as they met, in order to use the matter of Sang Pu's miscarriage to test Mo Tingfeng's attitude towards her. Sure enough, there was obviously something wrong between the two of them.

No, there was clearly something wrong with all three of them.

In other words, Qin Xueying now has the upper hand. How could she not understand the principle of Tian Ji's horse racing? Ruan Mianmian subconsciously supported Song Weichen. At this moment, she was truly on the same side with her and hoped that Qin Xueying would be defeated.

Unfortunately, Song Weichen didn't want to win.
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"It's spring, dear friends, please take a seat."

"Brother Feng, I've borrowed your precious place to host a banquet. Would you like us to sit at the main seat together?"

Qin Xueying's voice was not loud, but every word was clearly heard by everyone - she was really clear about her intentions. She was not doing this to show respect to the host, but clearly found a high-sounding reason to sit with Mo Tingfeng. "Okay."

Mo Tingfeng really had no reason to refuse, so he could only agree.

After this exchange between the two, even Zhuang Yuheng, who never showed any joy on his face, was visibly surprised.

There was something wrong with the two of them.

Subconsciously, he looked at Song Weichen. Although she was smiling, her face was paler than when they met in the morning, which made people feel distressed.

When everyone was seated, Song Weichen took the seat of the zither player. For some reason, looking at Qin Xueying and Mo Tingfeng who were both sitting in front of her, she suddenly wanted to laugh - after all, at this moment, she really became the ace zither player of the Si Chen Mansion. In such occasions, she could only perform. They were all distinguished guests, and she was just a performer.

I have to say that Qin Xueying's methods are sophisticated and unobtrusive. It seems that she is treated with respect and courtesy, but she has already made a distinction between her and others.

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Qin Xueying glanced at Banxia, ​​who understood and placed the Huoxinqin on the piano table in front of Song Weichen.

"This famous Heart-Confusing Harp is not available to ordinary people, and even if they do get it, they can't play it."

"It must be played by a great and capable zither player with a pure heart and upright mind. Only those who hear its sound can resolve their doubts and purify their minds. Miss Sangpu has unique zither skills and a pure heart. She is the most suitable person to play this zither. You are blessed today."

"This palace pays tribute to Miss Sangpu."

Qin Xueying raised her glass and drank from it towards Song Weichen, and everyone followed suit and raised their glasses to drink.

Song Weichen bowed slightly and saluted Qin Xueying.

"Thank you for your kindness, Princess. However, I feel guilty about being kindhearted. May I ask, Princess, what would happen if someone who has bad words and deeds played this zither?"

Qin Xueying glanced at Mo Tingfeng, her expression clearly reminding him of the bet they made that night. She said that Song Weichen had the stench of an extremely evil person, and Mo Tingfeng vouched for her character - the truth was revealed at this moment.

“If someone with bad intentions plays this zither, not only will the listener fall into a state of delusion and become confused, but the person playing the zither will also be corrupted by the sound of the zither and lose all sense of music. I’m afraid he will never be able to hear music again in this life.”

"Since I dare to hold this banquet and invite all my relatives and friends to attend, it means that I have full confidence in Miss Sang Pu's character and personality. I hope my sister can help us all to clear up our confusion."

Qin Xueying's words pushed Song Weichen to the edge of an irreversible cliff, turning her into a tightrope walker. If she couldn't walk across the single-wire steel rope nailed to the cliffs at both ends, she would surely fall and be crushed to pieces.

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"forget it."

“Magnolia is so beautiful.”

Zhuang Yuheng and Shu Xinglong both spoke out to stop them, and after looking at each other, they reached a consensus.

"Since this is a flower-viewing banquet, you can relax. The main thing is to appreciate the flowers, and listening to the piano is secondary. Besides, life is a mess, so there are not so many doubts to solve."

Zhuang Yuheng looked at Qin Xueying with an unquestionable tone.

"Lord Sikong is right. Princess, look at how beautiful the magnolias are. I offer you a toast."

Shu Xinglong picked up the wine glass and stood up to toast Qin Xueying.

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Among the three men present, only Mo Tingfeng did not speak. He naturally remembered the bet he made with Qin Xueying at night - the fact that Song Weichen was Sang Pu must be announced at the right time. A moment earlier or a minute later would cause great harm to her. He must win this bet.

Moreover, as he said, he had complete faith in Song Weichen's character and he had no right to stop him.

But Mo Tingfeng's silence at this moment had a different meaning in Song Weichen's eyes. It meant that he was just watching from the sidelines, and that he unconditionally agreed with Qin Xueying.

Song Weichen felt a dull pain in her heart and she sat down again.

"Thank you for your kindness, Princess. I will show you my ugliness now."
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"when--"

She played a tune that was not in the guqin score - "Luanpo Chao".

The Yiling Patriarch Wei Wuxian and the Gusu Jealous King Lan Wangji have been in the clouds since ancient times and their whereabouts are unknown. This is the most difficult thing in their life.

At this moment, Song Weichen only wanted to play this song.

"when--"

“When the first note of the Heart-Confusing Harp is played, the world appears; when the second note is played, all living things appear; when the third note is played, oneself appears.”

After the three sounds, the world changed in everyone's eyes.

Let’s talk about Zhuang Yuheng. He suddenly appeared at Wohantang on the top of Lingxiao Mountain in Sikong Territory. He was secretly surprised, but saw goose feather snow floating in the sky. He subconsciously reached out to catch it, but saw a ghost hand that looked like a dry bone. The bones were hideous, and the fingertips were cracked like bamboo shoots.

"This, this is...?!"

Panic-stricken, he stumbled to the edge of the cold pond and stared at the water.

The whole face was white and shiny, and apart from the normal eye sockets, there was another eye on the forehead, which was dark red inside, like blood or lava from hell.

Looking at the exposed mouth bones and four fangs, it seems like he is smiling, but it makes people feel cold in their bones.

There are five bone buns on the top of the head, and on the top of each bun is a skull with two black eye sockets staring straight into the depths of a person's soul.

Lord Shita!

Zhuang Yuheng fell backwards and crawled away from the water as if he had seen a ghost.

He had almost forgotten what it was like to be the King of Corpses...

"Cuckoo..."

As Song Weichen played the piano, Zhuang Yuheng, who was at the Magnolia Banquet in the back mountain, suddenly made an ominous sound from his mouth and the whites of his eyes gradually turned black.
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"when--"

Shu Xinglong saw someone who looked exactly like him.

It's just that this person always bosses him around and humiliates him at will, not treating him as a human being at all.

This man even pulled his soul out of his body and cut holes in it, just to relieve his boredom.

Shu Xinglong hated this person very much, and that person was himself.

His greatest wish in this life is to kill himself.

The sound of the piano tinkled, and Shu Taki's pupils gradually turned white.
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"when--"