Dragon Gate Swordsman

After finding a secluded corner in the restaurant and concentrating himself to get ready, Chongxiao let out a long sigh and then began to use his abilities.

In an instant, countless thoughts flooded into his mind, the content was chaotic and fragmented. If it were an ordinary person... even if he just saw it, he would probably go crazy quickly.

Chongxiao felt very uncomfortable. Only after he really got the hang of it did he realize that he had overestimated himself.

But now he was in a difficult situation. No matter whether his cramped brain was about to explode or not, he had to deal with the thoughts he had read first.

"Huh...huh...huh..."

Amidst the sound of heavy breathing, veins bulged on Chongxiao's forehead, his eyes were wide open, his hands were clenched into fists, and his whole body was shaking.

Huang Xinglan was frightened when she saw this scene. She was not sure what to do, whether to call 120 directly or wait and see. She could only hold Chongxiao's hand first.

At this time, almost everyone in the restaurant felt an indescribable headache and covered their heads with their hands... A few people even let out short wails...

Fortunately, the phenomenon came and went quickly, and everyone returned to normal after a few seconds.

“See…see a ghost?”

"Did you guys have a headache just now?"

"Everyone is the same! Is there a problem here!?"

Although modern theories of gods and ghosts are not as popular as they were in ancient times, many strange phenomena are indeed difficult to explain, and it is difficult to convince everyone with just one sentence about Originium skills.

So the guests in the restaurant fled out one after another, leaving the boss in tears... Obviously, it was impossible for people who fled in panic to pay first and then leave.

"Brother Chongxiao, you..."

"No... I'm fine! Oh my god, this... is it so exaggerated?"

After trying hard to close his eyes and open them again several times, Chongxiao finally got rid of the strong feeling of dizziness.

In the past, when he used his mind-reading ability, he usually only targeted a few people. But this time he directly launched a "range attack". The result... To be honest, his brain almost exploded.

It almost made other people's brains explode.

But there was good news for this recklessness. First, he really found some clues about Jing Ke. Second,... at the moment when his brain was the most confused, Chongxiao seemed to have touched upon his broken memories again.

So this mysterious energy in my body is called psychic power?

……

Chongxiao didn't know whether this aide named Jing Ke was the real culprit behind the Huang family's extermination, but from the fragmentary memories read in the restaurant, he was definitely a very unsociable person.

This judgment comes from the restaurant's regular customers' memories of Gongzi Cheng.

As a member of the True Dragon royal family and someone who has the hope of competing for the throne of the Great Yan Emperor, before the outcome became clear, many officials from all walks of life visited him... from important officials in the court to representatives of non-governmental organizations, and Gongzi Cheng performed very well in this regard, being courteous, humble and gentle.

It just so happened that this restaurant was of high quality and had a little connection with Gongzi Cheng, so it was regarded as his "designated restaurant" for entertaining visitors. Therefore, most of the regular customers had seen him more than once.

And the aide who often follows Gongzi Cheng will inevitably attract attention no matter how low-key he tries.

He was a Wolper, and he always wore a hood when he appeared next to Gongzi Cheng, so no one knew what he looked like... Every time he went out with Gongzi Cheng for social events, he never took the initiative to introduce himself.

A part-time waiter in the restaurant was the person who had seen him the most times. Moreover, because he lived nearby, he had also seen him hurriedly leave Gongzi Cheng's mansion and take the only bus on the street.

"So the next step is to ask the bus driver. They must have some impression of the guy dressed suspiciously."

"..."

Huang Xinglan didn't know how to answer.

Seeing Chongxiao's painful look just now, the girl felt that it seemed necessary to let him have a good rest first, but the exact clue was right in front of her. If she didn't chase after it quickly, who knew if she could still seize this opportunity.

"Hello, Xiao Lan?"

Instead, Chongxiao himself felt a little strange and reached out to pat her shoulder.

"...Brother Chongxiao, are you really...okay?"

"You think I'm in trouble?"

Being tough on the mouth is one of Chongxiao's inherent skills, even though he has realized how reckless his behavior just now was.

Accurately locate the part related to "Jing Ke" from countless fragmented memory fragments and chaotic thoughts, and then summarize and organize them to obtain relatively accurate information... Not to mention the human brain, even a computer would find it difficult to do it in a short period of time.

That's what I just did...

Although this overloaded operating state did awaken certain memories, it was a real honor that the brain did not shut down on the spot.

The number of bus routes in Shendu Central District is far less than that in other urban areas. After all, most of the people living here are either rich or noble and do not need public transportation at all. So in a sense, the buses here are more like a "display" to the general public.

Show them what equality looks like...

However, Chongxiao and Huang Xinglan didn’t have time to think about these things. They just got on a bus and started asking questions around the driver.

"Wolpers who always wear hoods? Who are you? Why are you asking?"

"External Minister of the Dali Temple, I have been ordered to investigate suspicious persons... Unfortunately, in order to avoid alerting the enemy, I cannot show the token here."

If he met someone who was more serious, Chongxiao's trick of relying on the power of others would be seen through. However, there are not so many people who are more serious in real life.

The bus driver was soon intimidated by the name of Dali Temple and began to try hard to recall.

"Wait...wait, let me think, the mysterious Wolper with a hood...ah! I see, I saw him last month!"

"Where did he get off the bus?"

Huang Xinglan couldn't help himself and asked murderously.

The driver, who was just an ordinary person, had never experienced this kind of feeling and immediately froze in his seat... Fortunately, Chongxiao grabbed the steering wheel when he saw that something was wrong, otherwise the bus might have gone straight into the wall on the street.

"Xiao Lan! Excuse me, sir, my partner is a little excited."

"Uh... Hopefully."

The driver was obviously frightened. He panickedly announced the name of the platform and refused to say another word.

Fortunately, Chongxiao, who had recovered, found clues from his vague memory. When they arrived at the station, he quickly pulled Huang Xinglan off the bus.

"Although I'm fine, if the Dali Temple receives a complaint call..."

"Feel sorry."

Looking at the girl apologizing honestly, Chongxiao couldn't say anything more.

He vaguely remembered that he should have a family, so he couldn't understand Huang Xinglan's feelings at the moment.

During the investigation in the past few days, Chongxiao and Lin Qingyan inevitably came into contact with people who were familiar with the Huang family. They also learned from them that Huang Xinglan, the youngest daughter, was actually a cheerful girl who laughed all day long and was careless, but now she has become a silent and yandere because her whole family was killed.

The more serious problem is that the situation did not improve at all after the assassins were captured.

Perhaps it was because Huang Xinglan knew very well that the person who was behind the scenes directing them was the one he wanted to take revenge on.

The address provided by the bus driver is the Ancient Sentry Tower Scenic Area near the edge of the central area. There are very few residences or shops, and it can be seen that there are not many people on weekdays.

This made Chongxiao suspicious: Jing Ke, an aide who gave advice to Gongzi Cheng, had nothing better to do than to go to such a place... He couldn't be going to those antique shops to buy fakes for Gongzi Cheng, right?

Or maybe Gongzi Cheng has spies nearby, and Jing Ke is here to contact them?

Chongxiao was a little undecided and didn't know what to do next... If possible, waiting here might be an idea, but Huang Xinglan simply didn't have the time.

At this moment, a figure in the distance entered Chongxiao's field of vision, which startled him slightly.

That person looks familiar...

Chongxiao suddenly remembered that every time he met Zhao Zhen, he was always accompanied by a guard who was as powerful as Wei Yanwu, or even stronger.

And the guard's clothes were the same as the one we see now!

and many more!

Did I discover something remarkable?

"Brother Chongxiao?"

"Shh... don't talk yet, let me think."

Chongxiao raised his hand to stop Huang Xinglan who wanted to ask something.

It would be fine if it was just a coincidence, but if not... the staff around Gongzi Cheng and the guards of Zhao Zhen would all come to this place, what does this mean?

Combined with the fact that the Dali Temple hastily closed the case without further investigation, it seems a bit... terrifying when you think about it.

He turned to look at the bewildered Huang Xinglan and sighed inwardly.

If it is really as I think, I am afraid it will be impossible to avenge the Huang family.

"I say...Xiao Lan, have you ever thought about where you will go in the future?"

Huang Xinglan stood there in a daze. She didn't understand why Chongxiao suddenly asked this.

"I'm not going anywhere until I find the real culprit."

"What if you can't find it?"

"..."

After a few seconds of silence, the girl said firmly: "Then I will commit suicide in front of the Dali Temple!"

Alas...it is indeed like this...

Huang Xinglan, who came from a wealthy family, was not stupid. In fact, quite the opposite. She knew a lot and might even have figured out who the real murderer was.

But she had to see the truth, the answer that made her lose everything.

Even if I sacrifice my life for it...

"Okay, then I'll... bet this time!"

Chapter 48: The mind is in front of you, the desire for revenge is confused

Divine Capital, Star-Watching Pavilion.

Ling still remembered that when he was serving as a military advisor in Yumen, his elder brother criticized him for being too lazy because he did nothing all day.

To this, Ling just wants to say: That’s right!

A pot of wine, a seat, and singing long songs all day and all night long, is there anything more comfortable than this in the world?

My dear brother, I know that you are compassionate, your heart is in harmony with the Tao, and your will cannot be taken away. But you should also know that I have traveled all over this vast land and seen many disturbing things. How many people can be like you?

Leaning on the wooden railing on the top floor of Wangxing Pavilion, Ling looked into the northwest sky and slowly raised the wine glass in his hand.

"Brother, this time I was invited to the capital of God. Whether it is a blessing or a curse for my brothers and sisters depends entirely on the coronation ceremony in a few days."

After saying this, he drank the wine in one gulp.

For hundreds of years, successive True Dragon Emperors have relied on the power of Simaitai, trying to keep the fragments under control so that they would not pose any threat to Dayan.

Although their attitudes have changed from time to time, and their mutual understanding and cooperation have always been deepening, they have never let down their guard against the Sui Beast...

Ling could understand this very well. After all, even her brothers and sisters had thought about it: when the day comes that the Year Beast returns, how should they, the fragments born from its body and soul, deal with it?

Or...is there still a chance to be alone?

Si Suitai remained noncommittal about this. After all, in their opinion, since these fragments of theirs were born from the Sui Beast, they were naturally a threat to Dayan just like the Sui Beast.

But the strange thing is that the main reason why Ling came to the capital of gods this time, besides being interested in Chongxiao mentioned by his sister Nian, was because he received an invitation.

An invitation from Simitai...

You know, this may be the first time since its birth that it has actively invited fragments to enter the capital of God.

Ling didn't know what Si Suitai wanted him to do, so apart from taking Chongxiao out for drinks these days, he basically didn't go anywhere else, and he was also very careful not to enter the central area.

Until two hours ago, Guo Shan asked him to wait in Wangxing Pavilion, saying that he had something important to discuss.

When did Si Suitai become so polite?

Ling still remembered that when he resigned from his military post and left Yumen many years ago... Si Suitai warned him in a rather blunt manner not to cause trouble in the south, with a hint of threat in his voice.

Yes, I heard that the chief doctor of Si Sui Tai was replaced a few months ago. Could it be that the new one has good intentions towards us?

As I was thinking about it, footsteps were heard downstairs.

Um...are you here?

Ling straightened his waist, waved his whisk lightly, and the antique and fragrant wine pot and wine glass turned into light and disappeared.

Ling recognized the first person, "Yunxian" Wu Yuanyi, one of the four great heavenly masters in the capital of God... As one of the few Agor people in the inland, it is rare for him to have such a status in Dayan, and his strength is so strong that Ling may not be sure to deal with him.

Obviously, this "Yunxian" should be his "insurance".