Yu Mochen said in his heart, Wan Wan really didn't say what was going on, but somehow, she made Master Fu misunderstand that she was a spy.

While she was thinking, she couldn't help but sigh - Wei Linyuan and Wan Wan have been married for a long time, even if they are not married, the relationship between the two families should be good. But when Master Fu mentioned Wei Linyuan, why was he so strange and a little hostile? If Wei Linyuan knew, wouldn't he be chilling when he loved Wan Wan so much?

Yu Mozhen wanted to explain his original sentence, but suddenly felt that something was wrong. Wei Linyuan's life experience is very innocent, but Yi Langao is not. The Yanjia genius she had never met was said to have risked her life to leave the Jiayuan River, and eventually lost her life for some reason. And Yi Langao's death, judging from all indications, is inseparable from Wanwan, even though Yu Moji can't judge whether Master Fu is involved for a while, but from the perspective of insurance, it is better not to mention this name.

"Nope. After saying goodbye to Juping Mountain, I never saw Wei Gongzi again. Yu Mojian finally chose a safer statement, but it was not divorced from the facts, "I didn't know that Miss was dreaming, I thought she asked me about Wei Linyuan, so I stepped forward to answer." Come to think of it, it was a misunderstanding of the young lady. ”

"I wasn't mistaken!" Wan Wan suddenly cried out, "She must have come to me for revenge." Daddy, get her away! ”

Yu Mojin suddenly felt helpless, could it be that this seemingly carefree eldest lady killed Yi Langao with her own hands? However, there is no better way for her to get rid of this trumped-up charge now than to shake her head and deny it. Even if she doesn't have a sword in her hand, with the training of the Cardinal's daily life, it is absolutely possible to kill such a powerless girl with her bare hands.

Yu Moji couldn't help but sigh. What I learned in the past has become a burden now.

Master Fu pondered for a moment and then said, "Although my daughter has a bad temper, she will not go crazy. Since she is suspicious of you, I can't ignore it. Come! "It wasn't Chang An that he summoned this time, but the soldiers he brought from the military camp outside," and took Miss Yu to the prisoner camp. ”

The corners of Yu Moji's forehead jumped suddenly-so rashly, he convicted her?

Master Fu glanced at her expression, and finally explained two sentences, "I originally had some doubts about your identity, but now this kind of thing has happened, so I have to send you to the prisoner camp for a few days." When the cardinal's letter arrives, we'll see how he plans to send you. ”

After all, this place is all under the orders of Master Fu, and Yu Moji has no choice but to temporarily accept this judgment that makes her scratch her head. She was also very distressed in her heart, originally the matter on the Jiayuan River, Yuan Yizhi could still testify for her and explain one or two, but now the accident in the Jiangbei military camp can only be borne by her alone, and the situation is quite passive, in the future, Ling Jingcheng asked, I don't know if she can say it clearly.

When she got to the camp, she found that this was indeed another destination she had set when she tried to visit the camp that night, but because it was backed by a small hill, more remote than Wanwan's small tent. She still came, but she didn't expect it to be in such a way.

The defense here is much tighter than Wanwan's camp. As if to prevent the Jiangbei army from colluding with the captives from the Jiangshan boats, the sergeants guarding the area only patrolled the perimeter, and there was another layer of barricades inside, as well as many extraordinarily solid machine mechanisms, almost relying on mechanical force to prevent the captives from escaping.

Yu Mochen couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Master Fu of the Heart Dao did not hesitate to spend a lot of money in order to detain these captives here; With so much money and a Yanji, can you bring in so much thousand-year-old gold, can't you do something else?

The sergeants who escorted her here did not say a word, as if they were afraid that they would have anything to do with her; They sent the remnants into the low tent on the innermost level, and then flew and locked the door with several chains, and withdrew.

The door cut off the fire from the sergeants' hands, and the surrounding area was pitch black, and the air was extremely cloudy. This place inevitably reminded Yu Moji of the human trafficking ship in Yi Xiaocheng. She stayed in Chai Jingliu's fleet for a long time, and the shadow in her heart had gradually faded, but now she had some momentum to make a comeback. Yu Mojian suddenly had a lot of vigilance in his heart. She fumbled for an open space to sit down. She couldn't see anything in the dark, so she didn't dare to rest more and more, but clasped her hands, pinched herself at the slightest slack, and reminded herself to stay awake from time to time.

It wasn't until a long time later, when the day dawned, that Yu Moji realized why the tent was so low.

The prisoner camp was sunken into the mountain for three parts, and the other part was sunk into the ground, and only the side facing the barracks was covered with a special tarpaulin of great toughness, and it was difficult to tear it with bare hands without suitable weapons; There are even more mechanisms outside to keep the captives here. The source of that little light source is diagonally above the tarpaulin, and there is a hole in the place where people can't reach. That Kong Dou looked like it was only half a fist big, and in addition to being able to breathe a breath, I was afraid that it would be difficult for even a finch to fly in, and it would be difficult to escape with wings.

Yu Mojin glanced back and forth, but did not find anyone in Chai Jingliu's fleet, thinking that they must have escaped the catastrophe, and her heart was much more stable. What Yuan Pingzhi explained before, she finally did not do it badly.

She didn't have any idea at the moment, so she took advantage of the light of day to look back and forth. At first glance, most of the captives here came from the Jiangshan boats, especially the women in them, who were obviously smaller than the Qi people on land; In addition, there are a few children, most of them huddled beside the adults, frowning, not sleeping, only a slightly older one, holding a hairpin that is only half left, facing the side of the mountain, quite persistently writing and painting on the stone wall.

"Aman," said a man near the child, speaking weakly, but to a woman beside him, "tell the child not to toss around here." Scratchy and annoying. ”

Heng'er was anxious and sad, only in this way could she be calm. Let him be. ”

The woman's figure was half hidden in the darkness. She opened her mouth, and Yu Moji heard that the woman was old, but her outline was quite delicate, and she did not look old in the dark.

The man sighed, "If the sergeant outside finds out about these things he painted, I'm afraid he will be blamed." ”

The woman shook her head slightly, "It's okay. For many days, no one has come in except those who deliver food or people. If they really want to come, I'll help Heng'er paint it. ”

Yu Moji was puzzled when he heard this, and couldn't help but look at the picture. She looked at it carefully for a while, and suddenly realized that the crooked curves of the child's letter were the same thing she had ever seen.

"Seven-fold sales cauldron." Yu Moji said in a low voice, "You are from the Yi family?" ”

Many of the captives on the side turned their eyes to her in unison.

The ink marks put a lot of pressure on them. After being inexplicably referred to by Wan Wan, she should have learned some lessons, and she shouldn't have spoken so casually; But the seven-fold golden cauldron designed by Yi Langao, like the mirage in her eyes, is the pinnacle of the study of Yanjia. She was curious that a child could carve the structure of a seven-pin cauldron with a single pen.

What's more—Yu Mojin thought desperately—she now had a bunch of charges on her head, and a casual conversation in this captive camp didn't seem to add much. She had a mouth, and Master Fu casually threw her into this captive camp, but he didn't say anything or even let her speak.

"Who are you?" The woman, whose name was Aman, said solemnly, "How do you know about the seven-fold golden cauldron?" ”

"I'm ......" Yu Mochen thought about it, if he claimed to be a reserve of the Great Qi Empire at this time, he was afraid that he would put himself in a hostile position with this group of people, and he would inevitably cause a lot of trouble. She paused for a moment and said, "I'm a skilled worker under Yi Xiaofu's hands. The structure and principle of this seven-fold golden cauldron were all taught to me by her. ”

Aman was silent for a while, and then said in a low voice, "How is the little one?" She said she was going to take revenge, but she didn't hear from her for a long time, and some people said she was dead. ”

"That Nizi, like her brother, is irritable and vicious, and she will be revenged, and it is difficult to control." An older man in the crowd commented with some disdain, "If you die, I'm afraid it will be a self-inflicted consequence." ”

This is really unpleasant, but it is not far from the truth; Chai Jingliu said before that Yi Xiaocheng was notorious, and it was true. Yu Mojin sighed and said, "I saw her pass away with my own eyes...... It was an accident. ”

The child who was originally carved against the stone wall seemed to understand the meaning of the ink marks. He put down the broken hairpin in his hand, leaned against the stone wall in a daze, and cried out in a short time.

"Little brother," Yu Mozhen softened his voice, "You also know Yi Xiaoji?" ”

It was Aman who answered, "Heng'er can't speak, she was born." When she heard the bad news, her voice was quite calm, probably as she had expected. He is the nephew of Xiao Cheng and Lan Gao, and in the past few years, he often played with their brother and sister, and under the influence of his ears and eyes, he learned some skills in the armor. Later, the brother and sister left the Jiayuan River one after another, and entrusted Heng'er to me. She said and slowly stood up, her face exposed to the light.

Yu Moji couldn't help but be stunned. Aman's face was mutilated, and half of his face was covered with horrific burns.

Aman didn't seem to notice the astonishment on Yu Moji's face at all. "I am the master of Lan Gao and Xiao Cheng. This seven-fold gold cauldron was also made by me teaching Lan Gao. Aman looked at Yu Moji and said coldly, "What about you?" There are many crafts on board, but she never teaches these things, for she promised me that she would never pass them on. Why did she teach you? ”