Weicheng snow

Chapter 128

Right now, this army is no longer named Murong, but Mr. Dugu who taught Murong Qian the art of war and martial arts to help manage it. This arrangement is enough to show Murong Qian's trust in this Mr. Dugu.

In the previous exchanges, Yi Qingchen also realized that Mr. Dugu was unusual, and Zhenzhen also mentioned that a big demon came to Weicheng not long ago. If the clues are connected together, Yi Qingchen has to Doubt the true identity of Mr. Dugu.

When they arrived at the open space in the west of the city, the word "Murong" was still engraved on the flying flag, and the guards in charge of patrolling and guarding were all wearing the same armor as before a month ago.

Yi Qingchen walked towards the main entrance, planning what he would say when he saw Mr. Dugu, and when he got closer, he found that there was a person waiting in front of the main entrance of the camp, a red dress blown away by the wind. Lie Lie, with loose long hair dancing almost messily, holding a guqin wrapped in red silk in her arms.

The dark sky indicated that the heavy rain was coming, and the thick red and black made Yi Qingchen unable to move his eyes away for a while. When he looked at Luzhu, Luzhu also looked back at him consciously. When the eyes met, Yi Qingchen couldn't look away. Qingchen predicted that the person Luzhu was waiting for was herself.

Yi Qingchen graciously walked up to Luzhu, bowed to her, and called out with a smile, "Miss Luzhu."

Luzhu sized up Yi Qingchen with her usual dead eyes, and said, "My son knew you would come to look for him, so he wanted to greet you in person, but today a guest came to Weicheng, and he couldn't get away for a while, so I asked him to leave." Come here to explain your doubts, my lord."

Yi Qingchen asked casually, "What kind of confusion can you solve?"

Luzhu said lightly, "My young master thinks he can answer."

After Yi Qingchen listened, he rolled his eyes silently in his heart, but still had a smile on his face, "Actually, I came here today mainly to check on Brother Jiang's condition. Why don't you lead me there first, Miss Luzhu? Is there any question I can ask on the way?"

Luzhu nodded, and led Yi Qingchen around the camp. After about a cup of tea, she turned to a tent that was not very conspicuous, opened the curtain, and signaled Yi Qingchen to enter the house.

At a glance, there was only darkness in the tent, the two walked in one after the other, the moment the door curtain was lowered, the flames at the four corners suddenly lit up, and the tent became bright for a moment, stabbing Yi Qingchen shut. Close your eyes, it took a while to get used to it.

Obviously no one was lighting the lamp, but the torch turned on by itself, Yi Qingchen stared at Luzhu, but Luzhu still walked to the center of the couch as if nothing had happened, and looked at Jiang Zhige who was sleeping without saying a word.

Yi Qingchen was a little dumbfounded by Luzhu's attitude that he seemed to want to hide, but he didn't have to hide it. However, his years of experience as a thief made him be careful in everything, even if the truth is about to come out, he should not rush for it.So he turned the straightforward question "Are you from the Demon Race?" and asked tactfully, "That day in Jiangling, the person I saw in Brother Jiang's dream was you, girl?"

Luzhu really had no intention of hiding as Yi Qingchen had expected, and nodded. Seeing that there was something going on, Yi Qingchen continued to ask tentatively, "What exactly do you want to do?"

Luzhu looked at Yi Qingchen, and replied lightly, "This is Mr. Murong's plan, because in his knowledge, the only person who can restrain Jiang Jiuqu, the ghost-faced gentleman, is Jiang Zhige. As long as Jiang Zhige is in our hands, You don’t have to worry about him doing something extraordinary to you, Young Master.”

Yi Qingchen tasted these words several times, and felt that the answer was a little bit wrong, but it concealed some terrible news, so he asked again, "How did Xiao Qian know this?"

Luzhu replied in a matter-of-fact tone, "It's easy to find out. If he is in this position and doesn't have this ability, his life will not be so peaceful."

Yi Qingchen has never reached this position before, but he can also perceive through Luzhu's confident tone that there should be an extremely complicated news network and personal connections behind it, which can only be supported by those huge families. , he, a mere commoner, can't reach it at all, and it's useless to ask.

So he stopped sticking to this question, and asked Luzhu, "Actually, I have one more thing to do this time. I just want to ask Miss Luzhu, is there any way to revive Brother Jiang? It’s not impossible to do it yourself, but with your ability, girl, it’s not impossible, right?”

Luzhu looked at Yi Qingchen calmly, "It can be done now."

Yi Qingchen couldn't believe it, "Now? So fast? You don't even need to confirm what kind of spell it is?"

Luzhu looked at the sleeping Jiang Zhige, and said calmly, "In Mr. Murong's plan, today is the deadline to use Jiang Zhige to restrain the ghost-faced gentleman. And this technique was originally given to Jiang Zhige by the young master. ..." Sensing Yi Qingchen's confused gaze, he added, "The sea market is the property of the Dugu family."

Yi Qingchen was even more puzzled, "Then why is it today?"

Luzhu asked back, "You don't know?"

Yi Qingchen shook his head frankly, and when Luzhu saw this, he replied lightly, "The deeds of the national teacher have been revealed, and the remnants of the Food Marrow Sect who had been lurking in the capital were wiped out by the four families of Fenghua Xueyue. The guardians who received the news earlier have withdrawn from the capital." Retreat to the Yangtze River Basin and stay away from Wei City for the time being."

"However, the Marrow Sect has done a lot of evil, and it has already caused a lot of trouble in the world. This time, it is even more daring and tyrannical. The two forces behind the eldest princess and the second prince have suspended the battle for the throne. The order of the rivers and lakes gathers all sects, aristocratic families, and forces in Beijing, and their representatives will arrive in Weicheng today to discuss the matter of the Southern Expedition. Since they want to take the initiative in the Southern Expedition, there is no need to rely on Jiang Zhige to contain the ghost-faced lord .”

When Yi Qingchen heard this, he was really surprised, he didn't expect that during the twenty days he stayed in the building, the situation on the rivers and lakes would change again and again, and the situation had changed into another look in the blink of an eye.Right now, I am just a well-bottomed frog isolated from the world. When I leave here, I must go to the Qiaoshou Pavilion to find Qiaoniang and inquire carefully.

Without further ado, Yi Qingchen said to Luzhu, "Please wake up Brother Jiang."

The dew didn't procrastinate, she closed her eyes immediately, and moved her five fingers out of thin air, the air at the fingertips rippled, Yi Qingchen looked closely, and could vaguely see some red silk threads that were faintly visible, Yi Qingchen sat aside for a while, waiting for the dew to bounce Well, Jiang Zhige didn't wake up as expected.

Dew's fingertips flying in mid-air froze, showing a rare look of doubt, hesitating for a while, raised his index finger and middle finger, and pressed against Jiang Zhige's brow, Yi Qingchen was so frightened that he didn't dare to make a random sound, It wasn't until Luzhu withdrew her two fingers that she tentatively opened her mouth, "Miss Luzhu, Brother Jiang, can he still wake up today?"

Luzhu shook her head and said, "His consciousness is trapped in a nightmare, and he may not be able to wake up by himself for the rest of his life."

Yi Qingchen moved to the bed in disbelief, "What's going on? Aren't you a demon? Isn't this your technique? Why can't you do anything?"

Luzhu caressed the guqin in her arms, narrowed her eyes and said, "It's not that I can't do anything, it's just that the dream has already been involved with Jiang Zhige's inner demons. Dreams are inherently impermanent and difficult to control. His master, he is bound in it, if no one is willing to wake him up, he will only sink deeper and deeper."

"If I make a move, I can only forcibly remove the inner demons. In this way, his whole mind will be destroyed."

Yi Qingchen heard something in Luzhu's words, "That means you have another way?"

Luzhu nodded, "I'll play the zither next to you to lure you to sleep, young master, and you can fetch him back in your dreams."

Yi Qingchen hesitated when he heard the words, it wasn't that he didn't want to save Jiang Zhige, but that he had seen Luzhu's ability and was not familiar with her, so he had no reason to believe that Luzhu would not harm him. Be careful.

Luzhu seems to be aware of Yi Qingchen's distrust, and she doesn't force it, "It's okay if you don't save him, let him sleep until this troubled world ends..."

"Anyway...it won't be long."

Yi Qingchen couldn't give an answer immediately, he needed a little time to think.

After Luzhu finished the last sentence, she remained silent. The content of her words was somewhat similar to the letter Murong Qian left to Yi Qingchen, to end the troubled times?Does it mean the crusade against the Marrow Cult?

Yi Qingchen didn't quite understand. Out of his understanding of Murong Qian, he subconsciously felt that things should not be so simple, but he was afraid that he was overthinking and misunderstood Murong Qian's original intention. , was thinking about whether to ask Luzhu, but the curtain was suddenly lifted from the outside.

The person who came was Mr. Dugu.

As soon as the other party entered the account, he turned towards Jiang Zhige and said meaningfully "Huh?", but didn't say much, then looked at Yi Qingchen, and went straight to the point, "Young Master Yi, the prime minister, Mr. Yu, wants to see you .”

Yi Qingchen was a little surprised, "Isn't Mr. Yu in the capital?"

Mr. Dugu put the folding fan against the mask, and said with a light smile, "He came a few days ago, but Mr. Chan Ji has been refusing to let him into the house, so you two have not been able to see each other."

Mr. Yu naturally wanted to see him, but what about Jiang Zhige's matter?

Yi Qingchen looked at the sleeping Jiang Zhige in embarrassment, and showed Mr. Dugu a embarrassed look, but Mr. Dugu only smiled politely, "I'm not very good at illusion. If you have any questions, my lord, just ask Luzhu." yes."

Yi Qingchen knew that Mr. Dugu wouldn't help anymore, he hesitated for a while, and said silently: I'm sorry, Brother Jiang.He smiled and said to Mr. Dugu, "Since that's the case, it's meaningless to stay here, please guide the way."

Mr. Dugu nodded, and led Yi Qingchen out of the camp, all the way back to the city, heading towards the Qiaoshou Pavilion.

Yi Qingchen followed behind Mr. Dugu, silently sizing up this person. His clothes are luxurious and his manner is extraordinary, and his back is full of oppression. How could Xiaoqian worship this person as his teacher and even make a deal with him? Such a person himself Can you really believe it?

Putting aside those wild thoughts, Yi Qingchen noticed that there are fewer pedestrians on Weicheng Street today than usual, and there are more guards in silver armor on each street. Occasionally, they can even see them in some shops. The young men and women wearing the costumes of Yanzong and Jianzong's disciples, Yi Qingchen was shocked in his heart, and his face remained calm, expecting that waiting for him in the Qiaoshou Pavilion would not be a small scene.

Rao Yi Qingchen had made mental preparations in advance, but the moment she stepped into the Skillful Hand Pavilion, she saw countless faces, majestic, or chuckling men and women sitting side by side on both sides of the red carpet, her legs and feet softened subconsciously.

The faces and clothes of these people are all traceable in contemporary books, and their meritorious deeds are praised by people. They are all famous figures from aristocratic families. , Suzerain of Yanzong, abbot of Shaolin Temple...

There are two principal seats on the opposite side of the door, one of which is the old prime minister Yu, but the other is empty, Yi Qingchen is wondering, but Mr. Dugu has already retreated to the vacant seat in the row of the prime minister Sitting on the table, Tuliu Yi Qingchen stood alone in the center of the lobby, bearing the baptism of the eyes of all the high-ranking people.

Even the well-informed and high-ranking people couldn't help whispering after seeing Yi Qingchen, and the most heard sentence among them was:

"He really came back from the dead?"

Yi Qingchen thumped in his heart, and subconsciously went to look at Mr. Dugu, but Mr. Dugu was only sitting at the head of the aristocratic family, beating his palms with a folding fan one after another, and after noticing Yi Qingchen's gaze, and They looked at each other for a moment, and then signaled Yi Qingchen to look back with his eyes.

Yi Qingchen looked back and saw that the old governor Yu had stood up, with a benevolent smile on his face, and raised his hands to signal for everyone to be quiet. After the noise in the venue subsided, he sat down and slowly introduced Yi Qingchen to everyone. "Everyone probably knows his identity, Yi Baixue."

"Ten years ago, without him, our plan to destroy the marrow cultivator's lair would not have progressed so smoothly. But since that incident, he has retired from the world, and no news has come out. There were rumors that he was dead, but the truth of the matter is that Yi Baixue did not die after falling off the cliff, but was seriously injured and unconscious."

"We were worried that the remnant party of the Marrow Sect would seek revenge on him, and he was one of the few people who knew the situation of the camp in southern Xinjiang of the Sorrel Sect, so we sent him to Weicheng for recuperation, and was taken care of by my good friend, Mr. Zenji. Unexpectedly, in recent years The Marrow Sect has made a comeback, and Yi Baixue, as a personal participant in the suppression of the Sorrel Sect ten years ago, will definitely help us to defeat the Sorrow Sect turmoil again!"

Immediately, words like "So it is" and "I said how can there be such a good thing as death and resurrection" came out from the audience, but there were still people who refused to give up and asked, "What about the medicine sect's Hua Chenchi?" ? Didn’t it mean that he also came back from the dead?”

Everyone shut their mouths immediately, and their eyes searched for the figure of the representative of Lingshan in the venue.

Yi Qingchen noticed from the moment he entered the arena that there was no one from Lingshan here, although there was indeed one vacant seat, but that seat was on the main seat.Everyone was waiting for the answer from Old Master Yu. Upon hearing this, Old Master Yu stroked his beard, and raised his left hand resting on the armrest, "This matter, I think it is more appropriate for His Highness the Second Prince to answer in person. .”

Second prince?

All the people present exclaimed, and Yi Qingchen also looked up and searched around, and saw a faint person got up and left behind the gauze curtain hanging in a certain private seat on the second floor.

Not long after, a platinum-and-gold figure appeared on the stairs on the second floor. The owner of this figure, Yi Qingchen, knew him. Until a few months ago, the two had fought side by side in Shilin Village. It's pleasing to the eye, but it is a familiar face after all, and it looks very kind.

When Ruying went downstairs, she occasionally looked up at Yi Qingchen for a moment, and Dai Yi Qingchen wanted to smile with him, but the latter coldly looked away, still refusing to give Yi Qingchen a good look.

When Ruying was seated, everyone's exclamation stopped in good time, and they all waited with bated breath for Ruying to explain, but Ruying didn't speak immediately, but looked around the arena, then at Yi Qingchen, and said with a frown , "Why don't you sit down?"

Yi Qingchen replied embarrassingly, "Here...there is no place to be subordinate."

Ruying looked at Yu Guozai again, "Yu Guozai, you said he is an important person, but you didn't set up a seat for him in advance?"

Hearing this, Yu Feng stroked his beard and laughed twice, raised his hand to signal his servants to bring a chair for Yi Qingchen, Yi Qingchen thanked the two of them, and sat down gracefully.