Who is it?

Wei Wuxian also wanted to hear Qin Su say who it was. A person who can infiltrate the bedroom of the master of Jinlintai, a person who can get close to the wife of the Immortal Governor, and a person who has seen through some ulterior secret of Jin Guangyao.

What is written in the letter must not be a simple evil thing such as murder and arson. It can make Jin Guangyao's wife nauseous or frightened to the point of vomiting after watching it. And it was difficult to speak, so even if there were only the two of them present, Qin Su could only intermittently ask questions, unable to speak.

But if Qin Su really honestly explained who the messenger was, it would be too stupid. Because once he said it, in addition to dealing with that person, Jin Guangyao would definitely try his best to seal Qin Su's mouth.

As for what means to use, it is not something that others can predict.

Fortunately, although Qin Su was naïve since he was young, he was not stupid and did not answer immediately. Jin Guangyao was sitting at the table, under the candlelight, her eyebrows were picturesque, and her expression was calm. In the middle of the night, he got up and leaned over as if to help her.

Qin Su opened his hand, and he couldn't help but retch violently again.

Jin Guangyao's eyebrows twitched, and he said, "Am I really so disgusting?"

Qin Su said: "...... You're not human...... You're a lunatic!"

Jin Guangyao's gaze when he looked at her was full of a kind of sad warmth. He said: "Ah Su, you think I'm dirty, you think I'm disgusting, it's nothing. But if this matter gets out, what will others think of you? You are my wife, how can you escape from it?"

Qin Su hugged his head and said, "Don't say it again, don't remind me again!! I really wish I never knew you and had nothing to do with you! Why did you approach me in the first place?!"

After a moment of silence, Jin Guangyao said: "I was sincere at the beginning. ”

Qin Su cried: "You are still talking flatteringly!"

Jin Guangyao said: "I'm telling the truth. I've always been grateful to you, to you for not caring about where I came from, for never saying anything to my mother. Ah Su, I am also helpless, others do not harm Ah Song, Ah Song must also die. He can only die. If you let him continue to grow up, you ...... me."

Qin Su raised his hand and slapped him, and said, "Then who is the one who harmed this qiē?!

Jin Guangyao received a slap from her, and a red palm print immediately appeared on her white cheeks. He closed his eyes, and after a moment, he smiled again, ignored Qin Su's refusal to beat, helped her up, and said, "Ah Su, you really refuse to tell me who is the person who asked you to see this letter?"

Qin Su said: "I sue you, so that you can kill people again?"

Jin Guangyao said: "What are you talking about? It seems that you are sick and confused, your father-in-law has already gone out to recuperate, so I will send you there during this time to share the joy of family with your father-in-law." ”

He said that he was going to send Qin Su to recuperate, but he helped Qin Su, who was weak, and walked into the layers of veils. The paper man crept out from under the table, calculated the time, it should be enough, and followed.

After entering, he found that a black hole door appeared in the place where a huge floor-to-ceiling bronze mirror was originally installed.

Jin Guangyao must have done something to his wife, Qin Su's eyes were wide open, and he was still crying, watching her husband drag her into a secret room, but she didn't speak or shout.

Wei Wuxian crawled in with him on the ground, and the bronze mirror closed immediately, without the heavy sound of a normal mechanism switch. Jin Guangyao gently placed Qin Su on the corner of the wall, slapped his palm twice, and the secret room lit up faintly, and it was the lamp on the wall that spontaneously combusted.

It appears to be a treasure room.

On the front wall is a book compartment, with volumes of thread-bound books and scrolls arranged in an orderly manner. In front of the walls on the left and right sides are multi-treasure grids of different shapes. Wei Wuxian swept his eyes, and the piece of paper froze.

In one of the slots, there is a sword. This sword, he is very familiar with.

As you see fit.

Any Xianmen family will have three or four treasure rooms, so it is not uncommon for Jin Guangyao's bedroom to have such a secret room.

In the center of the secret room, there was a swarthy, cold rectangular iron table, just the size of a person. Wei Wuxian said in his heart: "It is perfect to kill people and divide the corpses on this iron table. ”

Qin Su's face was like ashes, Jin Guangyao squatted in front of her, combed her slightly messy hair, and said, "Don't be afraid, Ah Su." The way you are now, it's inconvenient to walk around, there are a lot of people these days, so you can take a break. As long as you tell me who that person is, you can come back. ”

Wei Wuxian suddenly noticed that the front of a lattice was blocked by a curtain. The curtain was painted with blood-red incantations, which were forbidden patterns.

A piece of paper slowly moved up against the base of the wall. Half an inch and half an inch, moving very slowly. The Jin Guangyao was still begging Qin Su softly, and suddenly, as if he had noticed something, he turned back suddenly!

Except for him and Qin Su, the secret room was empty.

Jin Guangyao stood up, walked to Duobaoge, carefully inspected the wall, and saw nothing unusual. He walked back with his hands in his hands.

He suddenly looked back and saw that Wei Wuxian had already climbed to the second lattice under the curtain. There was a stack of manuscripts bound in bundles of thread in the lattice, and as soon as he saw Jin Guangyao's neck move slightly, he slumped his thin piece of paper into it.

Fortunately, although Jin Guangyao's vigilance was extraordinary, she was not alert enough to flip through the book to see if there was a person hidden in it.

The paper man was like a bookmark, flattened in a book, and he didn't dare to come out immediately. His eyes were glued to the paper of the two manuscripts in front of him, and suddenly he felt that the words he saw were familiar.

It is sloppy, sloppy, and slightly frivolous.

It's his word.

Wei Wuxian looked at these words carefully: "...... Different from the ......", "...... Revenge ......", "...... There are also some breaks and illegible words in the ...... of the forced deed.

Now, he's sure. This book is his manuscript.

The content contained in it is an article written by him after collecting and sorting out information from all over the world, plus his own inferences, on the art of sacrifice and forbiddenness.

At the beginning, he wrote a lot of such manuscripts, all of which were written and thrown away by hand, and thrown on the Yiling mass grave. Some of these manuscripts were destroyed during the siege, and some of them were like his saber, which were preserved and hidden by others.

Wei Wuxian suddenly had an idea.

Perhaps, Jin Guangyao is the person Mo Xuanyu once harassed!

Mo Xuanyu learned that the Sacrifice Forbidden Technique was incomplete, and the ritual was not done enough, so he could only learn it from this damaged manuscript.

The owner of this manuscript is Jin Guangyao. And since it is a forbidden manuscript, this kind of thing is naturally inconvenient for others to see, so Jin Guangyao will definitely keep it carefully and put it away carefully. If you are not very close to someone, you must not see this manuscript.

How close is it? Thinking that Mo Xuanyu was driven back to Mojiazhuang because he broke his sleeves and harassed his fellow disciples, it is really hard not to think about it.

If you just harass your fellow disciples, you always feel that you won't just sweep away the illegitimate son with the blood of the sect master. And if the object of harassment is Ji Fangzun, whose value has increased greatly after the Shooting of the Sun, and the half-brother who everyone knows well, although everyone doesn't say it directly, then Yan zhòng's sex is completely different!

This is a completely ugly thing, and it has to be broken. Of course, you can't take Fang Zun to make a cut, you can only start with Mo Xuanyu, who is not a high cultivator.

And Jin Ling. Jin Ling hates broken sleeves, and of course he hates the broken sleeves that pestered his little uncle.

The attitude of the protégés of the Jin family in Guanlanling was quite disgusted with Mo Xuanyu, and it seemed that it was Mo Xuanyu who unilaterally entangled Jin Guangyao.

If this is the case, then when Jin Guangyao saw Mo Xuanyu, he was still talking and laughing, as if nothing had happened, this person was really a little ......

From this, it can be further inferred that maybe this is what was written in that letter?

Wei Wuxian immediately overturned this speculation.

He believed that people like Jin Guangyao would not really have any thoughts about Mo Xuanyu, and it was very likely that Mo Xuanyu's disgrace was just a scam planned by him, just to expel another illegitimate child who might threaten him. Jin Guangyao will definitely grasp the line and will never have anything to do with Mo Xuanyu. Besides, although it is not possible to put a broken sleeve on the stage, it is not uncommon for a good man to be a good man among the Xianmen family, Qin Su was born in a family, and he knows a little bit, so he will not vomit because his husband may have had something with a man, and the reaction is so intense.

Jin Guangyao's voice came: "Ah Su, I'm going to host the scene, and I'll come to see you later." ”

Wei Wuxian twisted out of the stack of manuscripts he had written, pressed against the wall, and continued to move upward. Finally, he moved to the cubicle, but before he could see what was inside, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Jin Guangyao walked over and lifted the curtain.

For a moment, Wei Wuxian thought he had been caught. However, a faint light of fire came through the curtain, and he found himself shrouded in shadow.

There was a circular object in front of him, blocking his paper man's body.

Jin Guangyao remained still, as if she was looking at the contents of this compartment.

After a while, he asked, "Were you looking at me just now?"

Of course, there will be no response. After a period of silence, Jin Guangyao lowered the curtain.

Wei Wuxian silently pasted the thing and touched it. Cold, hard, and what appears to be a helmet.

He turned to the front, and sure enough, he saw a miserable white face.

The sealer wanted to make the head invisible, inaudible, and invisible, so the eyes and mouth of the face were firmly sealed with iron engraved with incantations.

And Wei Wuxian sneaked here to break the seal on his head, so that the headless corpse that had been transported to Jinlin Terrace and Lanling City by them could sense his head, and then kill Jin Lintai and Jin Guangyao in front of the eyes of a hundred families.

Wei Wuxian's sleeve made of pieces of paper tugged at the knot tied to the iron piece, and halfway through, he suddenly felt a strong suction force pull forward, sticking to Nie Mingjue's head.

On the other side of Jin Lin Terrace, Lan Wangji sat opposite Wei Wuxian, staring at his face all the time. After looking at it for a long time, his fingers moved slightly, his eyelashes drooped, and he raised his hand and gently touched his lips.

It's very light, it's as light as the paper man hit it just now.

Suddenly, Wei Wuxian's body fell forward, Lan Wangji got up, took him into his arms, and lifted his face to see that Wei Wuxian's eyes were still closed, but his brows were tightly furrowed.

Forced empathy!

The resentment of this head is so strong that it sucks him over and forces empathy!

Wei Wuxian didn't have time to react at all, and the next moment, when he opened his eyes, there was a flash of sword light and a shadow of blood. A head in front of him separated from the body and flew out.

This person was wearing the clothes of the Qishan Wen clan and carrying the Sun Flame family crest. Wei Wuxian watched as he put the knife back into its sheath, and a deep voice came out of his mouth: "Pick up the head, hang it up, and show it to Wen Ruohan." ”

Someone behind him answered, "Yes!"

Wei Wuxian knew who this beheaded person was.

Wen Xu, the eldest son of Wen Ruohan, the head of the Wen family in Qishan, was intercepted and killed by Nie Mingjue in the river shortly after the start of the Sun Shooting Campaign, and his head was cut off with a knife.

Nie Mingjue glanced at the corpse on the ground, pressed his hand on the hilt of the knife, and walked steadily in the other direction.

Nie Mingjue is very tall, the last time he empathized with Ah Jing, Wei Wuxian's vision was extremely short, but this time it was a head higher than his usual vision, as if it had suddenly opened up a lot.

After walking for a while, he suddenly paused and asked his subordinates: "Who was in charge of the aftermath last time?"

The subordinate said, "It's a monk named Meng Yao." ”

Before Jin Guangyao recognized his ancestors and returned to his ancestors, he took his mother's surname and his name was Meng Yao.

Nie Mingjue said: "I will also hand it over to him this time, he has done a good job." Even the affected villagers were resettled. ”

After a pause, he said, "Which part is this person in now?"

Wei Wuxian said in his heart: "Sure enough, as Nie Huaisang said, Nie Mingjue was still quite heavy on Jin Guangyao at the beginning. ”

The monks of the family under Nie Mingjue and the recruited scattered cultivators were stationed in several places, and Meng Yao was now divided into a cave on a mountain between the rivers. Nie Mingjue hiked up the mountain, and before he got closer, he saw a young man in a cloth shirt holding a bamboo tube and turning out of the forest.

The boy seemed to have just returned from fetching water and was about to enter the cave when he suddenly stopped again. He stood outside the cave and listened intently for a while, as if hesitating whether to go in or not, and finally, he silently walked in another direction with a bamboo tube.

After walking for a while, he found a place on the side of the road and squatted down, took out a little white dry food from his arms, and ate it slowly with water.

Nie Mingjue walked towards him. The young man was bowing his head to eat, when he noticed someone approaching, he raised his head, quickly collected the dry food, stood up and said, "Sect Master Nie." ”

This young man has a white face and green eyebrows, and his body is small, which is exactly Jin Guangyao's very advantageous face.

At this time, he had not been accepted by the Lanling Jin family, and naturally there was no Mingzhi cinnabar in his forehead. Nie Mingjue obviously had an impression of his face, and said, "Meng Yao?"

Meng Yao said: "Yes." ”

Nie Mingjue said, "Why don't you go into the cave and rest with others?"

Meng Yao opened her mouth, stopped talking, and smiled a little awkwardly, as if she didn't know what to say. Seeing this, Nie Mingjue crossed him and walked towards the cave. He hid his voice, so that no one noticed it when he went outside the cave, and the people inside were still talking and laughing:

“…… Yes, that's him. ”

"No, Kim Kwang-sun's son? Kim Kwang-sun's son can be a virtue with us? Why don't you go back to his father? You don't have to work so hard with your fingers. ”

"Do you think he doesn't want to go back? People took the token and traveled thousands of miles from Yunmeng to Lanling, didn't they just want to recognize this father? Who called Jin Guangshan's mother-in-law powerful. Moreover, Jin Guangshan gave birth to so many outside, and at least a dozen sons and daughters, do you see who he has not recognized? If you want me to say, people just can't hope for things that they shouldn't expect. ”

"Stupid or not, there is a Jin Zixuan, Jin Guangshan is rare for any other son? Besides, he was born of a prostitute, and the ghost knows whose seed it is. It is estimated that Jin Guangshan also muttered in his heart. ”

"I don't think he even remembered having had that with the woman. ”

"When I think that Jin Guangshan's son is also going to resign himself to fetching water for us, I'm actually quite happy, hahaha......"

"Accept your fate, people can work hard, don't you see him working so hard, running around to do this and doing that, how attentive, and counting on his father to be famous and willing to recognize him back. ”

A surge of anger surged in Nie Mingjue's heart, burning straight into Wei Wuxian's chest.