Yu Moji's heart jumped.

Aman's attitude couldn't help but remind her of Yi Xiaolai.

According to Aman's previous statement, Yi Xiaoji shouldn't have taught Yu Moji the techniques she had learned. However, in the bilge of Feilu Tracing the Wind, Yi Xiaocheng took the initiative to point out the ink marks. Now that I think about it, I am afraid that it was because she had planted explosives on the ship earlier, and she had already predicted her own death. She worked hard to teach Yu Moji, probably not wanting her life's talent to sink to the bottom of the river with that huge ship.

But the situation of Aman and Yi Xiaogang is different. With Aman's act of such cooperation, what awaits her should be a future of forgiveness. Why is Aman in such a hurry?

"Master Aman," Yu Mozhen frowned, and said, "If you are worried about something, you may as well tell me." I will only stay for three days, but the days to come back will be long, and I can ask you for advice again. ”

Aman shook his head and said solemnly, "If you want to learn in the future, I won't teach you." If I'm worried, I'm just worried that three days won't be enough time for you to learn so much. In short, I will do my best, and please concentrate on it, and you don't have to worry about other things, and you don't have to care about idlers. ”

When she said this, she didn't even glance at the few people who had gathered to listen, but these people seemed to be shocked by her words, and their expressions changed slightly. Yu Moji glanced at them, and he didn't know if it was an illusion or something, but he felt that they had moved a little away from Aman.

Yu Moji couldn't help but feel a little helpless. She always felt that Aman had a very strange temperament. But this kind of thing is not uncommon, and many people of great talent make it difficult to understand what they are thinking; Even a person as powerful and gentle as Yuan Yizhi probably has many thoughts in his heart that Yu Moji can't understand.

Moreover, if Aman is unwilling to teach in the future, Yu Moji will not be able to force her. Thinking of this, Yu Mozhen nodded and said, "Okay, I will definitely do my best." ”

As she had promised, for the next three days, Ink Marks barely slept. Only when the guards outside opened a small hole in the iron door every once in a while, and handed in a few hard cakes and a few water bladders, Yu Moji, as the only person who could move freely, had to go over to pick it up.

When she received it, she passed it down to the captives first; When it finally reached her, she broke a small piece of it, and she could barely guarantee that she was alive. As for the rest of the food, she handed it to the others.

Hunger could not distract her, nor did she allow the satisfaction of being full to distract her. Under normal circumstances, it is difficult for a person's brain to stay awake for such a long time, but when the interests and desires are strong enough to temporarily suppress fatigue.

Moreover, Yu Moji is not the only one who is so engaged. She hit the nail on the head in almost every question, and Aman's narration became more and more systematic. In this way of dialogue, Yu Moji's previous thoughts about the Xuantian Blazing Sun seemed too detailed and not suitable for discussion. But from Aman's various discourses, she also learned a lot of knowledge that was more widely useful.

Yu Moji is not a particularly stubborn person, his mind is everywhere, and his actions have changed accordingly. She simply let go of a little "selfishness" about the Xuantian blazing sun, and absorbed the teachings from Aman more attentively.

There are not many people in the Jiangshan boat who know how to learn Yanjia, and the Yi brothers and sisters have left one after another, and there may be only one Heng'er left by Aman's side. She has no ability, but she has been unable to talk to others for a long time, and she has endured a lot of loneliness.

Yu Mochen himself is in a similar mood. When she entered the cardinal, she was a big step behind others, and she kept working hard and did not speak to anyone; After that, she ran around again, and only when she walked with Yan Zheng and stayed in the same boat with Yuan Pingzhi did she have the opportunity to communicate with each other.

Therefore, on this occasion, whether it is for Aman or Yu Moji, it is rare to meet a person who can talk freely. Both were refreshed.

The two of them were engaged, but the few people around them who were listening gradually couldn't bear it. Heng'er was young, and first leaned against the wall and fell down, and then several people on the side gradually became sleepy and fell into a coma one after another; Until they woke up, Yu Moji still had a pair of eyes reflecting the light of the gas lamp, as if he wanted to deeply sink Aman's words into his mind.

As the last question was being asked, there was a knock outside the iron door.

Ah Man sat cross-legged on the cold hard ground and whispered in a hoarse voice, "The time is almost up." ”

"So fast." Yu Moji finally felt a little tired. The prisoners were locked behind the iron bars on both sides of the corridor, and she was embarrassed to lean on, for for the past three days, she had stood or sat without any support behind her. As soon as her mind relaxed, the exhaustion and soreness that she had forcibly suppressed before all came up.

She rubbed her eyes and said, "Fortunately, we're pretty much done." I'll go back and sort it out and send it to Lord Sensei as soon as possible. I don't know when he'll make the final decision, but I'll do my best. ”

The captives had probably heard a lot of untruthful words, and they didn't react much to Yu Moji's promise; Aman just waved his hand and said, "You can rest." Just be careful. I can only teach you these things once, sleep and wake up, if you forget to clean them, there will be no place to make up for them. ”

She also had a solemn face when she said this. Yu Mozhen originally wanted to laugh, but he was frozen by Aman's expression, and immediately held back a little smile on his lips, and said seriously, "I will definitely not forget it." ”

After all, she had been spinning for three days in a row, and she was also a little worried that what Aman said would unfortunately come true. So she didn't go back to the small room where she used to be locked up temporarily, but went directly to Ling Jingcheng and asked him to allocate a room where no one was there, and let her transcribe what she had learned in the past three days.

While recording Aman's opinions, the ideas about the Xuantian blazing sun in Yu Moji's heart gradually came through. She's not a good person to concentrate for long periods of time. The three days of discussion with Aman had almost exhausted her mental energy. Now that she is recording it carefully for a while, some auspicious pieces of light that belong to the Xuantian Blazing Sun will leak out in her mind.

Yu Mojian was afraid that she would forget these thoughts later, and she couldn't concentrate on transcribing the materials anyway, so she simply spread out two pieces of paper and started work with a pen in her hand. While she was sorting out the conversation between herself and Aman in the past few days, the new Xuantian Blazing Sun was gradually revealed between the lines on another piece of paper, and Yu Moji was actually doing this for the first time, but she found that the effect seemed to be good. This method of recording two sets of ideas at the same time seems to be quite suitable for her.

The matter seemed to be kept secret in the Privy Council, and Yu Moji had transcribed it like this for most of the day, and no one came to disturb him; Not long after, Ling Jingcheng actually brought her food in person. He saw the two stacks of paper full of ink marks, and showed a rare curious expression, and said, "You actually asked so many things?" Can you remember? Why don't you bring pen and paper with you when you go? ”

Yu Moji: "......"

She looked at Ling Jingcheng's expression at that time, and only said that if she didn't follow her to the prison quickly, she would be cut down again, and so on, where would she dare to go back and look for paper and pen; Who knew that Ling Jingcheng actually expected her to be thoughtful in such a short period of time?

"The study of Yanjia on the boat has its own system, which is interlocking, and I naturally remember it. This manuscript was prepared for you, Lord Ling. Yu Moji put down the pen, stood up, and said lightly, while turning his back and yawning lightly, before turning his face back and saying, "When Aman taught me, he spared no effort. Lord Ling, if you want to convict them in the future, please remember this point and try your best to reduce their guilt. ”

Ling Jingcheng looked at her with a strange look, "Who is Aman?" ”

Yu Mochen also felt that this title was too intimate, so he quickly straightened his mind and replied casually, "A captive who knows how to learn the art of Yanjia." As she spoke, she thought it was just nonsense.

Ling Jingcheng's expression became more and more solemn, "But what is it? ”

Yu Mochen was a little embarrassed when he heard him ask, "Speaking of which, I don't know what Aman's surname is." She thought for a moment and described, "It was a woman with burn marks on half of her face, and a mutilation on her right hand. If you had seen these captives in person, you might have some impressions......"

"That's what he is all about." Ling Jingcheng sighed and said, "Apart from her, among the captives, is there anyone else who has taught you their knowledge?" ”

Yu Mozhen originally wanted to give more credit to this group of captives, but she thought about it and finally shook her head. How capable she is, Ling Jingcheng must know very well; Except for Aman, among these captives sent to the Cardinal, I am afraid that there are no ones who can match Yu Moji. She said too much, if she saw Ling Jingcheng again, I am afraid that not only would she not be able to alleviate the prisoners' crimes, but she would have to involve herself. "Aman is probably the most talented person in this group. But she was willing to teach me, and she had the support of the captives......"

"Huh." Ling Jingcheng interrupted her with a sneer, "A dying person, so dedicated, does he want to be exempted from guilt by teaching you?" It's really whimsical with you. ”

Yu Mojin exclaimed, "What does this mean?" ”

"Fu Cheng just sent a letter, saying that he had thoroughly investigated the origin of the thousand-year-old gold on the Jiangshan ship, and checked it again together with the prisoners who had been convicted before, only to find out that the mastermind turned out to be this He Man." When Ling Jingcheng talked about this, his face showed a little anger similar to that of Master Fu, "None of the people who have been tried before have confessed to her. It's really hidden deep enough. He glanced at the ink marks and said, "If you want to reduce the guilt of others, it may still work, but as for this He Man, what he has committed is so bad, he will definitely die." ”