68. When the ghost master plug-in expires (twenty-seven)
"Actually, we shouldn't have seen each other. Lou Jun whispered, his pale lips closed one by one, and he took a deep breath as if he had thought of something unexpected, "Although you have replaced me, I still want to thank you." β
As he spoke, he seemed to understand the confusion in Su Wei's eyes, and quickly explained: "Even if you didn't come, I wouldn't be able to get rid of that person's control now...... Li Xuan may have died at my hands. β
Su Wei's heart moved slightly, and he couldn't help frowning, rubbing his index finger and thumb back and forth against his smooth chin, and glanced at Lou Jun meaningfully.
Although this world has become unrecognizable under Zhao Mingyi's control, it is definitely not easy to make Lou Jun, a person who has disappeared, reappear. And the person who can change the original rules and order of the world should at least be the administrator, but in the already chaotic world, doing so is undoubtedly against the principle of sealing, so-
It could only be "him".
Thinking of this, Su Wei's heart became a little uncomfortable for no reason. After all, although all the previous signs have indicated that it may be "him", in the final analysis, it can only be Su Wei's own speculation, but if you add the article that you have administrator privileges, then there is no mistake in ten **.
However, "he" has always been cautious and cautious, and will never let Lou Jun appear in front of him for no reason. Thinking so, Su Wei raised his eyes to look at Lou Jun, and was about to open his mouth to test, but a sharp scream suddenly came from not far away.
The voice was sharp and thin, so startled that the birds that stopped on the branches fluttered their wings and flew into the sky, Lou Jun also trembled, a trace of horror flashed in his eyes for some reason, and his voice said with a little anxiety: "'He' wants me to tell you: the mica screen is deep in candle shadows, and the long river is gradually falling, and the stars are sinking ......."
As soon as he finished speaking, a very painful expression suddenly appeared on his face, and he reached out to press his forehead, as if he was trying to endure something. It was as if an invisible hand had suddenly grabbed his neck, and what was even more surprising was that the mark of a blue-black palm gradually appeared on his already pale and slender neck at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if someone had really choked his throat.
It's Zhao Mingyi!
Su Wei was shocked in his heart, and before he had time to recall the meaning of the two sentences that Lou Jun said, the body of the ghost in front of him gradually became transparent, and gradually retracted into the body of the little white dog. And Sun Qi behind him was suddenly shocked, and after saying "not good" in a low voice, he quickly ran in the direction where the scream came from just now.
In an instant, Su Wei was the only one left in the empty courtyard, he hesitated to look at the little white dog who had fainted on the ground, and then looked in the direction where Sun Qi ran, just not knowing what to do, but he heard Li Xuan's voice not far away, so he hurriedly ran in the direction where Sun Qi disappeared.
Along the way, Su Wei only felt that one of her hearts was pounding wildly, and she was almost jumping out of her chest. An indescribable oppression and tension penetrated into his internal organs all the time, giving him a vague sense of what he was going to face next.
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As soon as he stood firm, Su Wei couldn't help but take a slight breath: Sun Qi didn't know where to take out a dagger, and was standing next to Yiqing, who was still in a panic where the blood stains on the corners of his lips had not yet dried, and circled around, exchanging a look with Su Wei with a gloomy look.
And Yiqing, who was barely leaning against the wall to support his crumbling body, covered his chest and took a few steps to the side, widening the distance between him and Sun Qi and Su Wei. Only then did the young man realize that Yiqing's snow-white clothes were also stained with bloodstains, and the scarlet traces were particularly shocking, which made the man's face even haggard.
On the ground beside her lay the corpse of the finch, her eyes wide open, apparently dead for a long time. Su Wei suddenly felt as if he had been hit in the head, and he hit the head hard, and he didn't feel good in his heart.
Damn it!
Su Wei cursed in his heart, raised his head and glanced at it, but the other party kept looking at Su Wei and the others with a smile, as if he was very puzzled why they were so wary of themselves, and said with an innocent face: "Senior brother, why are you so wary of me? I don't know what happened." β
He said coldly, as if it had nothing to do with him. He was still the same as the fairy wind and bones, rich and handsome, and he didn't eat the fireworks of the world, but Su Wei couldn't help but shake his head.
In the dark, it seems that there is really providence.
Now that I think about it, I'm afraid that the first qiΔ of the Marshal's Mansion was a good game set up by Zhao Ming from the beginning. Without spending a single soldier, or even basically without doing it himself, he just relied on sowing discord and borrowing a knife to kill people, and in one fell swoop got rid of the three old Taoists who played different roles in the killing and surrender of Yicheng, which was the first bureau; pulling out the tongue, gouging out the eyes, peeling the skin and pulling the grass, deliberately leaving a line index to lure them to investigate the truth of the year, and creating a pretext for the commander to rectify Master Li, this is the second bureau; let Su Wei himself come forward to create contradictions, even if he understands that it is just a tool for others to take revenge, but he can only let it go, this is the third bureau.
In addition, most of the things about Ah Fu and Ah Gui were also deliberately set up by it, either to let Su Wei die directly in that forest that night, or to return to Yicheng, fall into the predicament of everyone's money, and get rid of himself by the hands of Master Li. In this process, no matter who wins or loses on both sides, it has already been left behind and can catch them all!
Boy!
It turned out that from beginning to end, Zhao Mingyi had always been led by the nose, not Su Wei and them to seize the opportunity! The game within the game, the outside game, casually turned the entire Li Mansion upside down, this Zhao Mingyi is really not simple!
It's a pity that providence often makes people, which is why Su Wei couldn't help but shake his head.
Even if Zhao Ming repeatedly turned his hands into clouds and covered his hands into rain, no matter how many calculations were made, his identity was still exposed because of his own reasons, is this the so-called cause and effect?
"Yiqing Daoist, we don't need to do Tai Chi like this anymore, I already know your true identity. Su Wei changed his words and said, "I'm afraid the past twenty years have been a long time for you, right?"
Yiqing frowned, as if he was a little dissatisfied with what Su Wei said, but he still spread his hands and said calmly: "You want to say that I am Zhao Mingyi, interesting, but I will not refute - because you are right." You must be wondering why I can say my name now, right?"
Yiqing looked at Su Wei with a smile, as if waiting for an answer, and when he saw Su Wei's blank face, he moved his gaze to Sun Qi again. The man's deep eyes flashed, and he spoke, "Strength...... You're going to build up strength for what you're going to do next. β
Yiqing glanced at Sun Qi approvingly, noncommittal, turned his head and asked Su Wei again: "Little Lord God, I'm just curious, how did you see through my identity?" Sun Qi and I are the same senior brothers, it's normal for him to be confused when he can notice that I am different from his senior brother, but how did you do it?"
Su Wei knew that the other party was now in a state of strategy, and he was not afraid of what he would come up with, so he would come to chat with him so confidently and boldly, in the final analysis, it was just a kind of contempt for others, but he still explained: "Rune paper. β
Su Wei said softly, taking out the crumpled talisman paper that had been crumpled from his arms, "This is what I found in the courtyard after the last Taoist priest was killed by you, and according to my investigation, this is a Dao talisman of Sanqingguan, and it is a fake." As far as I know, you are the head of the First Qing Dao, right?"
Yiqing raised his eyebrows, and even smiled calmly, "A fake talisman paper of Sanqingguan, how can you judge that I am the murderer of him?"
Su Wei was not annoyed, he looked at Yiqing's reaction playfully, and analyzed it in an orderly manner: "Even if he is not profound, do you think that a Taoist priest will not be able to see the authenticity of a talisman paper? Not to mention that he is by no means an ordinary Taoist, so there is only one possibility: this talisman was taken away by him in a hurry, and he didn't have time to look at it carefully, so there would be a mistake." Sanqingguan is a hundred miles away from Dashuai Beppu, if he bought a fake rune paper from Sanqingguan, how could he not find it along the way? Therefore, this rune paper must have been dropped in Dashuai Beppu. And only you can draw the runes of the three clear views, so you are the only one who can do this without knowing it. β
Su Wei finished the words that had been hidden in his heart in one breath, and immediately felt relieved. He looked at Yiqing's expression, and after seeing the smile on the other party's face suddenly froze, he realized that what he said was right, and continued to speak: "There are also blood beads behind the delusion mirror, and the one that is missing is what you took away from the Dashuai Mansion." β
Yiqing snorted and laughed twice, but he was completely too lazy to hide it and didn't speak. He paced back and forth two steps, his black eyes always shining with an unpredictable light, as if he was secretly planning something.
"Now that you've killed the finch again and got the right body, and you've retrieved Nalan Mingyue's bones, the next thing you have to do is turn things around and resurrect herβ"
Saying this, Su Wei's mood became a little complicated. On the one hand, he felt sad and angry that Zhao Mingyi had killed Qi'er, but on the other hand, he had to admit that only in the process of Zhao Mingyi's resurrection of Nalan Mingyue would they have a chance to get rid of this person who had already mastered unpredictable power.
What an unacceptable but unacceptable answer - everyone is actually selfish, even if he is a little lord god, he is not very noble.
This made him can't help but think of Su Quan, the woman who has always been cynical and careless, what kind of mind does she have to kill and kill without moving, and ignore the life and death of others?
In the moment when Su Wei was slightly stunned, a cold light suddenly flashed in Yiqing's eyes, and his deep voice sounded two or three points gloomy: "What you said is basically right, but there is one thing you said wrong." β
Sun Qi's face changed, and he reacted suddenly, but it was too late. I saw that Yiqing's body suddenly swelled with red light, and his figure flashed, and before Su Wei could react, his hands suddenly grabbed Su Wei's collar, and after quickly closing the distance between them, he quickly retreated, and sneered: "I got the blood bead twenty years ago, so do you know why I have to wait until today?"
"Why?"
Su Wei's mind went blank, and he subconsciously asked.
The corners of his lips are slightly raised, and his narrow eyes are as moving as if they have blurred the ripples of ink. His voice was low and hoarse, making people in a trance:
"I'm waiting for you, little Lord God. β