Grudge Breaker

Chapter 314 Dry Well Puzzle
Qin Huan stared at Song Weichen playing the piano in front of him. Normally, at his age, he had lost interest in women, but for some reason he felt something different about the musician named Sang Pu.

"The Goddess of Sehuang has arrived, and the Soul-Drifting Palace is open."

She played the song "Shenren Chang" so beautifully that it seemed as if this was not a banquet but a place for worshipping the gods at Wushan, and she was like a devout Wuyin priestess, offering sacrifices to the gods with her spiritual music.

Although the meal consisted of only wine and meat, Qin Huan could actually smell the scent of agarwood and sandalwood, which made him feel clearer and more peaceful.

Thinking back to how his beloved wife, Qin Xueying's biological mother, had always had a faint scent of sandalwood on her body many years ago, he felt an unusual fondness for this folk zither girl whom he met for the first time.

However, Qin Huan knew very well that the woman in front of him was Mo Tingfeng's woman.

Given my status and age, there are some thoughts that I shouldn't have.
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When the song ended, Song Weichen subconsciously looked up at Gu Cangyue, only to find him half-lying on the seat lazily, with his head tilted, his eyes closed, his elbows supporting his forehead, as if he had fallen asleep completely - he hadn't listened at all.

She quickly withdrew her gaze, hiding her disappointment, for fear of revealing her true feelings.

"Good, good! This kind of musical creation is worthy of praise from the Goddess of Wushan."

Qin Huan praised loudly, which made Song Weichen frightened and he quickly stood up and bowed to express his gratitude.

Seeing that Qin Huan liked Song Weichen very much, Mo Tingfeng was of course happy. Just as he was about to strike while the iron was hot and privately report to the territory master that Sang Pu was the newly promoted White Robe Venerable Song Weichen, and ask for his order to grant the marriage, he caught a glimpse of Ding Heran in a black robe flashing into the hall from afar - he did not sit in his seat, but held his waist and abdomen and stood in the corner of the hall in the distance, with faint traces of blood between his fingers, as if he was injured.

Just as he was about to ask, Ding Heran's directional communication heartbeat came over.
"Sir, something happened..."

"Wujiu suddenly attacked me, and I couldn't guard against him. If he hadn't been seriously injured, I might not have been able to come back."

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"what?"

Mo Tingfeng was startled, but remained expressionless, making the excuse that he was drunk and wanted to go to the pub.

He walked to Song Weichen and pulled her towards Qin Xueying's table, whispering as he walked,

"He Ran has something urgent to talk to me about. I have to go out. You stay with the princess for now. Protect yourself. I will be back soon."

"What happened? I'll go with you."

Song Weichen had her back to the palace door and did not notice Ding Heran coming, but when she heard that there was an urgent matter, she immediately thought that it must be related to Ruan Mianmian's disappearance. This was the most important "private matter" of their banquet today, so she naturally could not be absent.

"The Lord's Mansion is heavily encircled by magic arrays. It is safest for you to stay here. Remember, don't go anywhere, and especially watch out for Gu Cangyue. I will ask Brother Ji to secretly protect you in the palace until I come back."

"But……"

Song Weichen was a little hesitant. It was always good to have more people and more perspectives on the problem. But when she thought about how she was a complete "useless person" without the puppet, she compromised.

"Okay, I'll stay here and try to delay time to divert the attention of the Territory Lord and the Princess from you. You don't have to worry about me. Just be careful."

As they were talking, they had already walked to Qin Xueying's seat. Mo Tingfeng was about to ask her to sit over, but he saw Qin Huan, who was sitting at the main table, waved at them.

"Miss Sangpu, come and talk to me."

"Yes."

Naturally, Song Weichen didn't dare and couldn't refuse. He quickly glanced at Mo Tingfeng, let go of his hand, and walked towards the main seat.

Mo Tingfeng looked at her back and thought that she would be safest with the Lord of the Realm, so he said no more, nodded to Qin Huan, turned and walked towards the palace gate.
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Just after leaving the hall and before reaching a secluded place, Ding Heran could no longer hold on and fell to the side. Mo Tingfeng reached out and supported him. "My lord... I am incompetent..."

"No need to say that."

Mo Tingfeng cast a spell on his waist. The wound was very serious, a hole the size of an egg, and it was very cold. It was obviously a penetrating wound caused by the gold and water magic.

Although it was obvious that he had applied some of the gold medicine he carried with him to treat his wounds, blood was still oozing out.

Mo Tingfeng did not hesitate at all. He chanted a spell and drew out some of his magic power, condensed it into a ball of light, and pushed it into the wound on Ding Heran's waist.

However, the wound solidified within a cup of tea. Although it was not healed, his mobility was basically restored.

Ding Heran bowed his head solemnly and clasped his fists towards Mo Tingfeng. He expressed his gratitude without words, as silence is more powerful than words.

The two of them walked to a secluded place, and before he could speak, Ding Heran quickly reported everything that had happened.

At the beginning, the progress was very smooth. Although there were mysteries everywhere in the Lord's Mansion, under the leadership of Ye Wujiu, the two of them were like entering an empty space. They quickly checked the cellars, woodsheds, warehouses and other places where people and things could be hidden.

"I am surprised that Wujiu is so familiar with the terrain of the Territory Lord's Mansion, but he said he learned it in a dream."

"It turned out that a few days ago he had a dream that the ground of the Lord's Mansion collapsed, and he found Lady Ruan in a dry well. After arriving at the mansion, he found that all the scenery was exactly the same as in his dream."

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"Thinking back on it, this statement was suspicious in the first place, but I didn't doubt Old Ye at all at the time and followed him all the way to the so-called dry well."

"When we got there, there really was a well, but it was not dry. There was another world inside."

Ding Heran looked towards the dry well in the Lord's Mansion with a complex and deep look in his eyes, as if he had penetrated the darkness of the Lord's Mansion and returned to the time when the incident happened.
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"Old Ye, you are amazing! There really is a dry well here!"

Ding Heran nudged Ye Wujiu with his elbow, with a flattering look on his face.
"Hey, where is the treasury of the Territory Lord's Mansion? Can you tell me quietly, brother?"

Ye Wujiu ignored his joke, frowned, leaned over to look into the dark well, sniffed, and found no trace of water vapor. It seemed to be a dry well.

"The barrier in this place is strange, and directional communication cannot be used. Just in case, I will go down by myself, and you stay up there to keep watch. If I don't come back within one stick of incense, you go and ask the adults to come here."

"This place is so desolate that even birds don't come here to shit. What are you waiting for? I'll go down with you. At most, you can cover me when there's danger. I will definitely leave you and run for my life without saying a word."

Ding Heran understood that Ye Wujiu was worried about the danger of this trip, so he deliberately found an excuse to keep watch and wanted him to stay there, but if there were really many crises, how could he let Ye Wujiu go into danger alone.

Knowing that he couldn't persuade him, Ye Wujiu said no more.

The two of them each applied a layer of night vision to their eyes and walked down the well one by one, holding on to the wall.

Worried that there might be traps or ambushes in the well, Ye Wujiu led the way and the two of them moved very slowly. It took them about half an incense stick of time to finally reach the bottom - at the bottom of the well was a circular dry open space with a diameter of about four feet, covered with dead branches and leaves, but there was nothing unusual, and no trace of Ruan Mianmian.

Obviously different from the scene in his dream, Ye Wujiu's dream no longer worked.

There is nothing weird about it, and that is the biggest weirdness.

Why would the Lord's Mansion leave a dry well like this in this remote and secluded place where few people go?

What is the unknown secret behind this?