Yin Yang Lantern Man

Chapter 244: Grandson Ying Gao
"Did old Prince Chun tell you to kill my starling?"

The streets of the imperial capital were so clean that they reflected light. Ying Wu, who was dressed in casual clothes, revealed her high skirt and black stockings, attracting a lot of attention.

She has long and strong legs, and she looks even taller in high heels, attracting a lot of attention.

Chen Ning'an's eyes fell on her legs, not because he had any other thoughts, but because her legs were covered with dense scars, and even if they recovered, they would not be able to escape his consciousness.

"It's not polite to stare at people like that on the street."

Ying Wuyi covered his mouth and chuckled, his eyes fixed on Chen Ningan's eyes without blinking.

"You are so charming when you are normal. Your eyes are more beautiful than mine."

"Maybe I am kinder than you."

Chen Ning'an looked away, and when talking about Prince Chun, he nodded in acknowledgment.

"Prince Chun did want the Eighth Prince to die, and I agreed."

He thought for a moment and said, "Strictly speaking, I not only want the Eighth Prince to die, but I also want him to be used by me."

Ying Wuyi knew what Chen Ningan was talking about. She covered her lips playfully and said, "How dare you? The new Qin royal family is not simple. Your trick will never succeed."

"Once you are exposed, I can't protect you."

"I know there's something in you that's hard to be infected with."

Chen Ning'an's face was calm: "That only proves that my Taoism is not enough, it does not prove that you have no solution."

He said no more: "I will find a way the day after tomorrow. You just need to tell me when to make the move."

"You are so brave."

Ying Wuyi's eyes became more and more intoxicated: "If I ask you to be my consort, will you agree?"

"No."

It’s the same thing, just as Ying Wuyi expected, but the more Chen Ning’an is like this, the more she likes him.

"You can use me as an experiment. Even if you fail, the secret won't be leaked."

"Oh."

Chen Ning'an's voice was always indifferent, and his eyes wandered around the street, as if looking for something.

There are no unsolvable problems in this world. The only difference lies in the number of chips needed to solve them.

"Tell me about the Eighth Prince."

He couldn't find any information about the eighth prince, but Ying Wuyi should know something about him.

"Mynah? He's actually quite pitiful."

Ying Wuyi pulled Chen Ningan to sit down with frivolous steps and bought a snack from a roadside stall.

She ate while talking, "Since he can remember, he has never had the opportunity to meet the emperor. The elders in his maternal family have always been very strict and don't allow him to make friends."

"If you want to become a useful person, you must use a deformed training method. Only after going through hardships and torture can you forge a sword that can stabilize the country!"

"Ah."

Chen Ningan sneered, "It is basically impossible for someone trained in this way to become the Sword of the Nation."

If the material is not good enough, no matter how much it is polished and hammered, it will be a waste.

"Yes, the bloodline of all the Starlings is huge, and most of them are locked up in mental hospitals."

Ying Wuyi said lightly, "But Bage is different. He could kill people when he was four years old. When he was five years old, he forced himself to learn to read and memorize. He had already completed the necessary courses for high school in elementary school."

"Their mother clan constantly tortures them, not giving them what they want, forcing them to do what they don't want, and constantly torturing them."

"Myna was a good kid until he was almost an adult. He fell in love with a girl from a poor family. He didn't know that the girl was arranged for him by his family."

"When they were making love the most, he ordered the girl to sleep with other people, and there was more than one person. This caused a huge blow to Myna!"

“This is just the beginning.”

Chen Ning'an locked his eyes on several people and secretly left his spiritual sense behind.

"Yes, the girl was then arranged to be depraved and sent to a drug rehabilitation center. After she came out, she went back to a hair salon. They showed all of this to Myna."

"Afterwards, the mynah mother tribe told him that everything was their plan, and they wanted to make him indifferent and calm about everything. If he wanted to calculate, he had to consider all the consequences."

This is very scary. If one is really cultivated, it will definitely be more vicious than snakes and scorpions, and more domineering than tigers.

Fortunately, the eighth prince was actually trained.

Ying Wuyi seemed to sigh with emotion and admiration: "So on the day when Bage killed that woman, he did one thing."

"Oh?"

Chen Ning'an stopped and became interested.

Ying Wuyi continued, "He killed the entire maternal clan, including the scattered bloodlines, leaving no one alive, and directly took over everything of the maternal clan."

This is impossible. How could a person who was brought up by his own mother clan and was controlled and monitored at every turn do this?
Chen Ning'an waited for Ying Wuyi's next words, and she would give an answer.

Seeing Chen Ning'an looking at her, she explained: "Don't forget, the Eighth Prince is the son of the Emperor, and this is the Imperial Capital."

"After the emperor found out, he was not angry, but was delighted. He acknowledged the power that the Eighth Prince had seized. This allowed the Eighth Prince to enter his eyes and become qualified to compete with other princes."

Ying Wuyi's account was not very detailed. Many things were discovered by their investigations later, and some were also said by the Eighth Prince himself.

But these aspects alone are enough to shock people.

After hearing this, Chen Ning'an paid a little more attention to the Eighth Prince.

"He and I are the same kind of people."

Although this sounded like boasting, Ying Wuyi knew it was the truth.

"He is indeed the same type as you, but unfortunately, he likes men, which is far from you."

"It doesn't matter. Everything in the human body is an obstacle. Gender is just an ignorant view. The Eighth Prince's actions just prove that he is restraining his instincts."

This made Chen Ning'an's eyes light up even more, and he wanted to meet the eighth prince.

"I hope this person won't disappoint me when we meet."

He moved his eyes and saw a boy in front of him.

The boy was very thin and had little flesh on his body. He was begging on the street.

It is not difficult to see begging in the imperial capital sometimes, because some people are being punished.

Some of them are professionals and actually earn quite a lot of money.

Chen Ning'an slapped away Ying Wuyi's dishonest hand on him and said, "You should understand my Sanwei. Go and prepare some clothes for me. I'll be leaving now."

You probably won't find anyone more suitable.

This boy fits his goal very well, and his bloodline is the purest among everyone he has seen today.

As for whose bloodline it is, of course it’s the one deep in the imperial capital.

Ying Wuyi had said before that there were many bloodlines in the imperial capital, and since the emperor was merciful everywhere, naturally a lot of bloodlines would leak out.

There are both those that can be seen in the light and those that cannot be seen in the light.

This boy is one of them, at least the third direct generation.

In other words, this is an imperial grandson.

It’s a pity that this is not ancient times. The child’s mother is most likely dead, and he doesn’t know which prince his father is, so he has fallen to begging.

As he got slightly closer, the boy's eyes lit up.

Those eyes...

Chen Ningan admitted that it was indeed very bright. This was the symbol of a dragon in the human body and a very noble face.

This is somewhat unexpected.

It was just that the boy was so skinny and had no flesh on his face that he misjudged him at first glance.

Looking closely at the messy and dirty hair, he had a broad forehead, a high nose and long eyes, and his hair was like a beaded curtain. For fortune-tellers, many things are what they see at first glance, which made Chen Ningan change his initial idea.

At the beginning, he wanted to find the emperor's lost bloodline and try to upgrade the paper man talisman.

The boy is his target because his bloodline is the purest and any problems that arise should not be too serious.

But now it seems a pity to use this boy for experiments.

"The most important chess piece at the moment... has been found."

Chen Ning'an walked towards the boy with a smile on his face.

"Good man, please give me some money."

The boy pleaded pitifully, subconsciously shaking the iron bowl with only a coin in it.

It really is an iron bowl in your hand. But this bowl is different. Although it is made of iron, the yellow dirt on it looks like gold when exposed to the sunlight.

Hey, what a golden rice bowl.

Chen Ningan squatted down and stared into the man's eyes: "Do you want to never go hungry for the rest of your life?"

The boy had an innocent and confused look on his face, and he answered "subconsciously": "Of course I thought about it. It's so uncomfortable to be hungry. Kind people, will you take me in?"

"hehe."

Chen Ningan smiled.

"Boy, although you are young, you are very scheming. No child has ever looked away from me."

He disguised himself very well, but unfortunately he was still too immature.

The child's eyes flickered, and then he turned to look behind Chen Ningan.

"My friend, just ask enough. Don't let this beggar pollute your eyes."

There was a voice coming from behind, it was from a middle-aged man in a jacket.

Chen Ning'an turned his head and saw a man with a pointed chin and a thin neck without any flesh. He just took a quick look and then looked away.

If the forehead turns black, it means death is certain and the person’s life span has come to an end.

"Hey bro, what do you mean?"

Seeing that Chen Ning'an was unmoved, the man couldn't help but speak in a more serious tone: "There are a certain number of beggars on this street. Do you understand what I mean?"

He tried to pull Chen Ningan's hand away: "That's enough. Don't make everyone look ugly."

Chen Ning'an had heard a long time ago that most of the beggars on the streets were professionals, and there were even special organized gangs. Especially the young ones, they were basically under supervision.

Why wasn't he rescued? Because someone was watching.

There was nothing Ri An could do even when he came, after all, the person's guardian was right next to them, so they couldn't take the person away, and could only give him a verbal warning.

"I'm in a good mood now. You still have one chance to leave."

Chen Ning'an's tone stiffened for a moment, not wanting to let outsiders ruin his good mood.

"Hey, you little kid, I'm afraid you've never been beaten before?"

The man increased the strength of his hands and began to squeeze Chen Ningan's hand hard.

A normal person would scream in pain if pinched like this, but as he was pinching, he realized something was wrong.

This person couldn't move it, it was like he was pinching a piece of old wood.

"It's a pity that you have lost your last chance. Even the gods can't save you."

Chen Ning'an looked into the boy's eyes, turned around without looking back, grabbed the man's neck and applied a little force, and heard a "click".

"what!"

Before the onlookers on the street could scream, the man suddenly disappeared again, leaving only a set of clothes.

How did it disappear?
The crowd didn't understand what was going on, but they saw Chen Ning'an bowing to everyone.

“A little street magic, I hope you like it.”

The applause came from nowhere, and the passers-by who were shocked just now started to applaud.

Only a few people's expressions changed, and their hands began to clap uncontrollably.

I saw a monster!
Chen Ningan reached out and pulled the boy up: "Let's go, you have to remember the look in your eyes just now, you have passed."

This boy is qualified to be a chess piece in his hands and can be used.

The facial features can be changed, but the fate cannot be changed. However... these things are mostly useless for practitioners. Chen Ningan can still change it for him.

The paper man talisman is not useful to the Tian family members, but it does not pose any hindrance to ordinary people. Not long after, a news media published an article about finding the bloodline of the Tian family left outside.

The boy's status instantly increased and he caught the attention of many people. Quite a few people came that day to inquire about the situation, and there were even special people in the imperial capital who came to investigate and take samples.

It was so busy that Chen Ning'an couldn't even say a few words.

At night, when everyone had left, the boy asked Chen Ning'an, "Am I really the emperor's grandson?"

"Yes."

His bloodline could not escape the divine consciousness, and Chen Ning'an was drawing on a piece of yellow paper in his hand.

"So what should I do for you?"

He is very smart and precocious.

"Just obey."

Chen Ning'an spoke in a soft tone and threw the yellow paper out of the window.

The boy subconsciously turned his eyes to follow the yellow paper, but there was nothing there.

Chen Ningan continued to draw on the yellow paper. He asked him with a smile: "If you become an emperor one day, what do you want to do most?"

"I?"

The boy thought about it for a moment, and then he said seriously: "I want to make sure everyone has enough food!"

What a simple answer.

Chen Ning'an threw out a few more pieces of yellow paper and touched the boy's head lovingly.

After being taken care of by the media, he is now very refined, but too thin.

"No, it's too difficult to feed the world. You can't do it."

He looked at the dark clouds outside the window: "I want you to... kill everyone in this world."

The dark clouds trembled!
Chen Ning'an said to him: "The wrong world should not exist. This is an endless cycle of hell. Only when no more lives are born and the life is constantly consumed, can those who should die die, and real nutrients can grow."

The boy was destined not to understand his words, but he knew that the person in front of him was definitely not a good person.

"I have discovered the secret of the world."

Chen Ning'an said to him: "So even after I did so many evil things, the Heavenly Lord still protected me."

"What I hate is not evil, and what I do good is not good. This is the truth."

The boy was so shocked that he dared not speak. He just asked, "What do you want me to do next?"

"It's very simple. Tomorrow more media will come looking for you. What you need to do is to tell these media that you are the true blood of the Heavenly Family and you want to return to your roots."

"It's getting late, go to bed early."

He turned and left the hotel. Outside the door, people were already kneeling neatly on the ground.

They were all sent to monitor the "Emperor's grandson", but now, each of them has a paper talisman attached to them, making them Chen Ning'an's men.

"Go back and tell your master that there is no doubt that he is the emperor's grandson, and...

Chen Ningan thought for a moment, then raised his lips and said, "He is the son of the eighth prince, named Ying Gao."

(End of this chapter)