Chapter 19: Sacrificial Wine Suspicion, Confusion
Eastern Regions, School Palace, Main Palace.
"Actually, Mo has always had a question that he wants to ask for the Great Sacrifice Wine." After stepping into the main hall, the ink sacrifice wine went straight to the point.
"Please." Chunda's patience has always been very good, even if it was only done a few days ago.
"How did the Great Sacrificial Wine know that someone would enter the Xuangui Pavilion that night and arrange for Mo to go to an ambush with the Sacrificial Wine?" This question has troubled Mo and Guo for too long, although Chun Da Sacrificial Wine is indeed outstanding, but he is not a prophet, how do you know that someone is exploring the turtle at night?
Chun Da Sacrificial Wine stared at the ink sacrificial wine for a moment, and exhaled heavily: "You don't need to know this, the old man can't answer you for the time being." β
"That's a shame." The ink sacrificial wine did not get the response it wanted, and he was a little disappointed, but at the same time, he left another eye in his heart.
"Sorry...... By the way, since you're here, let's ask you something, and you'll see how it goes. As soon as the topic changed, he pulled back the ink sacrificial wine that almost wanted to turn around and leave.
"Tell me about the big festival wine." Although there is little interest, it is rare for the boss to ask his subordinates, and the ink sacrifice wine is not in a hurry to leave at this time.
"Do you have a choice for the third sacrificial wine?" Jun Da Sacrificial Wine asked somewhat casually.
"Do you need a third place?" Mo Saijiu asked rhetorically.
It's actually a matter of this kind of appointment, so it's good that you always decide for yourself? The ink sacrificial wine was speechless for a while.
"Mr. Ba's bones are not cold, do you think you need it?" Chunda Sacrificial Wine is a little serious at this time.
"The school palace is messed up enough." Seeing that the other party was serious, the ink sacrificial wine also began to be serious.
"It's chaos that requires the third sacrificial wine to participate in the management."
"Too many people make it chaotic. If there are fewer people, there will be no chaos. β
"Ink Sacrifice Wine." Chun Da Sacrificial Wine smiled embarrassedly, "It's good to say that I am also the Great Sacrificial Wine of the Xue Palace, so it's okay to give me a little face for this bad old man." β
"Sin." Although the atmosphere of the school palace is very good, because the atmosphere of tolerance allows for arguments, so the collision of sparks of ideas from all walks of life has the current situation of a hundred flowers blooming. But to be honest, it doesn't feel good to argue with old comrades like this.
"It's okay, so you don't agree with the old man's proposal?" In order to avoid embarrassing arguments, Chunda Sacrificial Wine always grasps the sovereignty of words and says the meaning of the ink sacrificial wine in advance, so that the ink sacrificial wine can only be ordered next. Then Chunda Sacrificial Wine will always be able to control the initiative of the words.
"I don't agree for the time being." Sure enough, it is not as expected by the Chunda Festival wine.
"Hmm...... cough cough. Chun Da Sacrificial Wine was about to speak, but he couldn't help coughing.
"Great Sacrifice Wine!" Seeing that the face of the Great Sacrifice Wine gradually turned white, Mo Saijiu sensed that he was not in the right state, and hurriedly handed over the wine jar. Chunda Sacrificial Wine pulled out the lid and poured it violently.
"Thank you!" Chunda's face gradually became rosy again, not only because the medicinal effects of the wine worked, but also because he blushed because he drank the wine. But for now, it's estimated that it's both.
"Is it really hard to cure the illness of the Great Sacrifice Wine?" Yes, Chunda's sacrificial wine is not easy to hold the right to speak, and it is lost because of this cough.
"I'm here, alas, the young one, going everywhere. One day I met a group of people, and that group of people was very strong in martial arts, whether it was then or now, I definitely couldn't beat it. β
"So the Great Sacrificial Wine was stabbed in the waist?" Ink Wine asked.
Chunda's pupils shrank: "How did you know that the old man was stabbed on his left waist back then?" You were still in your mother's womb when the old man was in trouble. β
"In the past few days, I have seen some clues from the walking posture of the Great Sacrifice Wine. Although the Great Sacrifice Wine tried its best to maintain a normal posture to walk, in the eyes of the Mo family, the left waist of the Great Sacrifice Wine was still a little weak. The ink sacrifice wine seemed to explain calmly, but in fact, a gleam flashed in his eyes.
"The power of the mechanism? Or is it a thousand wits of ink? Alas, it doesn't matter anymore. I was stabbed back then, and it was originally a traumatic injury, but the man's knife seemed to be smeared with poison and became an internal injury. Speaking of the past, Chunda Sacrifice Wine was a little depressed.
"So...... The guys? "The ink sacrificial wine gets to the point.
"I don't know which group of people it is, over the years, to put it mildly, I haven't used my private power to investigate, and I haven't found anything." Chunda sacrificial wine spread his hands, and he was also embarrassed.
"It's a pity." Unable to get an answer, the ink sacrificial wine nodded to the main sacrificial wine, turned around and left.
Chunda Sacrificial Wine stopped the ink sacrificial wine: "Yes, it's a pity." But here's something to tell you. β
"Tell me about the big festival wine." No matter how reluctant he is, the face that should be given still has to be given, and the ink sacrifice wine still turned around.
"The people who visited the Xuangui Pavilion that night have the same belonging as the group back then." After saying this calmly, Chunda took another sip of wine.
Mo Sacrifice Wine's frowning brows loosened a little: "Thank you for telling me." Mo took his leave. β
"No."
Glancing at the back of the ink sacrificial wine leaving, Chun Da Sacrificial Wine went out from the back door of the main hall with the wine jar.
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Eastern Regions, School Palace, Courtyard.
"Coming back?" When he looked up and saw that it was an old acquaintance, he smiled.
"Hmm." The ink sacrificial wine was a little absent-minded.
The sacrificial wine stood up: "Did you ask anything?" β
Mo Saijiu shook his head: "Can I say, didn't you ask anything?" β
"Hey, you're ...... Tut. "I have found something related to that night." β
"Oh, let's hear it."
"Do you remember the 'wolf howl' that came out of the man's body?"
"Do you remember, but now that I think about it, my ears still hurt." Mo Saijiu subconsciously touched his ears.
"I checked it, this 'wolf howl' is a trick in the Northern Regions, and most of them can only be used flexibly until the position of King Daxian."
"Northern Regions, King Daxian?" As he thought about it, the thoughts in his mind gradually became clearer.
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The ancient continent is divided into three regions, namely west, middle, and east, but in fact, in addition to these three regions, there is another one that people in the three regions are unwilling to mention - the northern region.
The Northern Regions, an extremely cold place, with a harsh environment. This made the people of the Three Domains choose to stay in their homeland. However, the people of the Three Regions are honest, but the climate in the Northern Regions is too harsh, and the aborigines of the Northern Regions often go south to fight and grab territory for the winter. In addition to the way of survival, how can people who have been running for survival all year round have such a civilization like the Three Domains? Therefore, the people of the Northern Regions are not only the common enemies of the three regions, but also the ethnic groups that the three regions are unwilling to recognize.
Having said that, for the people of the Northern Regions, the Three Regions only have the share of guarding. Unlike the peace and contentment of the Three Regions, the people of the Northern Regions often have to migrate for food, or even simply come south to rob them. If the people of the Three Domains want to fight back, they will know what it means to check this crowd after entering the vast northern region.
There are no absolutes in anything, and not all the people of the Three Domains are just passively defensive, and there are still people who choose to go deep into the enemy formation.
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Somewhere in the North.
"Ahh Hissβ" A man dressed in a single coat rubbed his hands together in the cold wind.
"I wouldn't have come here if I knew I wouldn't have come." Finally found a leeward place and curled up, the man scolded secretly, "How good it is to pick a place with wine to drink, why choose Beihai!" It's self-inflicted. β
"Hey! You! Where did it come from? At this moment, a strong man flashed in the shadows, covered with animal skins, and asked fiercely.
"I'm from afar." Looking at the figure like a mountain, the man finally held back such a sentence without trilling.
"What are you going to do?" At this time, the eyes of the strong man were like a wild wolf looking at a white rabbit.
"I ......" Feeling the intimidation from the look in his eyes, the man froze for a moment and said weakly, "I say...... I...... Come...... Come, come, count, fish...... You...... Do you believe it? β
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