"What do you mean?"

"That is, if you want to practice your witchcraft, you have to be dead, and if you don't die, you can't do witchcraft. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info What would you choose?"

Feng Shanyue frowned, "Of course human life is more important! how can you kill someone for witchcraft?"

"Sure enough......" Ming Zhao's eyes dimmed again with hope, "You really think the same thing as Brother Wen." He originally thought that his approach might be approved by Feng Shanyue, but who knew that Feng Shanyue's answer was exactly the same as Wen Feiyun.

"What the hell is going on? You should be clear, just let me choose without a head and no brain, no one can choose witchcraft, right?"

Wen Feichen saw that Ming Zhao was frustrated, and he didn't have the intention to answer at all, so he told Feng Shanyue about the matter of Luchuan one by one.

Originally, Midorikawa was a castle in the southeast of Huofeng Country, and it was called Midorikawa because there was a turquoise river that flowed around the city. In addition to farming on both sides of the river, the people there can also catch river fish from the river, pickle them and sell them elsewhere to subsidize their families.

However, since the beginning of this year, there have been fewer river fish in the Green River, and in the past, when you go down in a net, you can always catch ten or eight fish, but this year, you can catch one fish in ten nets. The people reported the incident to the government, which asked the local sorcerer to cast a spell. After the sorcerers had done the ritual, they said that because the people had been fishing in the river for many years, but they did not know how to sacrifice to the river god, the river god was very angry and hid all the fish and did not give them to the common people.

The people are very alarmed, after all, the income from selling fish is an important pillar of the family, and if this income is missing, the life of the family will inevitably be greatly affected. They gathered many sacrifices and asked the shaman for help in praying to the river god, asking for forgiveness from the river god, and promising to sacrifice the river god on a large scale every year in the future.

The sorcerers were doing something again, when the perennially calm Midorikawa River suddenly flooded, flooding the crops on both sides of the river. The sorcerer said that the river god was very angry, and that he did not look down on the sacrifices put together by the common people, and that he had to ask the common people to sacrifice ten virgins before he would forgive the people.

Wen Feiyun's merchant group is all over the big merchant country, and the pickled fish in Luchuan has always been one of the commodities sold by his merchant group, but this year he couldn't even get the goods. This incident caught his attention, and he sent someone to investigate and learned what happened. At that time, it happened to be the time when Fengshan Yue and they arrived at Wenjiabao. Wen Feiyun asked Ming Zhao and Wen Feichen to deal with the matter, and made sure to stop the wizards from throwing the boys and girls into the river.

When the two of them arrived at the Midorikawa, it was the time for the sorcerers to perform the rhammy, and ten boys and girls were tied to a high platform built by the river, and when the sorcerers had finished their rituals, they were to be thrown into the river. Ming Zhao and Wen Feichen went to communicate with the government, but the government pushed the matter on the wizard. They went to the sorcerer again, but the sorcerer said that if they did not leave the virgins behind, they would not be able to appease the wrath of the river god, and that the common people might suffer even greater calamity. Even the local people begged them not to stop the ritual, and eventually, ten boys and girls were thrown into the river before their eyes, and none of them survived.

Feng Shanyue was shocked when she heard the whole story, "How can you watch those ten children being thrown into the river and drowned?"

"Then what can we do?" Wen Feichen shouted, "We have already told the government, wizards, and the common people, but they just won't listen, and we can't do anything about it!"

Feng Shanyue shook her head, and suddenly looked at Ming Zhao suspiciously, "Senior Brother Ming, may I ask what your identity is?"

Ming Zhao raised his head suddenly, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and Wen Feichen hurriedly replied, "Isn't he your senior brother?

Feng Shanyue sneered, "Why does an ordinary scholar need to ask Wen Gongzi's organization for help? Although I don't know much about Wen Gongzi's organization, it can be inferred from his personal ability that the organization behind him must be very powerful. Senior Brother Ruoming is just an ordinary scholar, so he doesn't seem to need such strength, right?"

Wen Feichen was speechless for a while, not knowing how to answer.

Feng Shanyue shook her head, "You don't want to say it, and I don't force it." However, if you are so secretive, how can you expect others to help you with their hearts and lungs?" In fact, the last time she was in Wenjiabao, she heard the conversation between Ming Zhao and Wen Feiyun's brothers, and she knew that this person's identity was extraordinary. But he has always been hiding his identity, and there seems to be something unspeakable.

Wen Feichen looked at Ming Zhao, Ming Zhao nodded, and said to Feng Shanyue: "Senior Sister Feng, please hold back and leave your side." ”

The so-called left and right is the butterfly dance. Feng Shanyue glanced at her, and she immediately withdrew from the pavilion and waited ten steps away, where she could not hear the conversation inside.

Ming Zhao looked at Feng Shanyue's eyes and said, "My surname is Zi, Mingzhao, and I am the son of Shang Jun. Ming is my mother's surname, and when I go out, I take Ming Zhao as my name for the convenience of walking. ”

Zi Zhao? Wouldn't it? Feng Shanyue's eyes widened, wasn't Zi Zhao the later Wu Ding? Wu Ding was the husband of a good woman! Wu Ding had already appeared, so presumably a good woman was not far away, right?

Feng Shanyue cautiously asked, "Senior Brother Ming, do you know the woman?"

"Hello woman?" Ming Zhao shook his head, "I don't know this person. Who is she?"

She is your future wife! Feng Shanyue rolled her eyes, it seemed that she would have to wait for Wu Ding to succeed to the throne before she could find a wife.

"Nothing. By the way, Senior Brother Ming, why are you still wandering around the people? You're about to inherit the throne, right?" The last time Linghu told him that Wu Ding's succession to the throne would only be a matter of two or three years, shouldn't he be competing for the throne in Yindu at this time?

When Ming Zhao heard this, he was shocked, "Senior Sister Feng, what did you say?"

Wen Feichen whispered: "Senior Sister Feng, there are only three of us senior brothers and sisters here, even if you say the wrong thing, it's fine." But don't talk so nonsense when you go out, Shang Jun is in his prime, how can he ......?"

Feng Shanyue hurriedly covered her mouth, she was carried away by the joy of finding Wu Ding, and suddenly said what would happen in a few years, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I just said it in passing." Anyway, Senior Brother Ming is the son of Shang Jun, isn't it normal to inherit the throne?"

When Ming Zhao heard this, he lowered his head in dismay, "How can I be qualified to inherit the throne? I am just a son who has been banished by the Shang Emperor and has long been forgotten!"

"Senior brother...... You ......" Wen Feichen looked at him with concern.

Ming Zhao smiled bitterly, "Senior brother, you don't have to comfort me. After so many years, I have become accustomed to it, and anyway, with you and Master by my side, I am already content. ”

"Wait a minute, how could you not be qualified to inherit the throne?" Feng Shanyue was very confused, could it be that this person was not Wu Ding, and he was mistaken?

Ming Zhao smiled bitterly: "I have been sent out of the palace since I was seven years old and handed over to the master to raise and teach, and my mother has also been imprisoned in the forbidden palace for violating the palace rules, and it has been ten years now." You say, 'Do I deserve to inherit the throne?'