"Super Feng Shui Array?" Qi Lang was even more unclear when he heard this, "What does that thing have to do with us?" We also guessed before that the thing you specially marked for us is likely to be a secret treasure, and there may be some amazing weapons hidden in it, so that we will be much more troubled when fighting the enemy." But I didn't expect you to guess too, isn't this nonsense?"

"What else can we do but guess?" Zhu Lai raised his thick and dark eyebrows and made a helpless expression, "That's all to blame on your grandfather, he always likes to make things mysterious, and he never likes to say something happy." ”

Zhu Lai probably felt that it was a bit too much to evaluate his mentor in this way, and before Qi Lang protested, he changed his statement: "Of course, he may not be able to explain this matter clearly. I once heard him mention in private that he had felt the breath handed down from ancient times near Xiangshui Lake, and that breath was so powerful that it could not be increased. He spent more than a decade trying to figure out what kind of power it was, and none of us knows what kind of conclusion he came to in the end, but I found something from a draft he left behind, such as the position of the four small arrows, and the words 'early autumn' and 'full moon' were also left over from that draft. ”

Hearing Mr. Zhu Lai's statement, several little brothers in the high-level meeting felt a headache, the things involved in this are too mysterious, if you want to use the popular saying in the Luman Empire to analyze, Gulf probably only needs two words to summarize - "superstition"! However, the mysterious feng shui array has been proven to exist objectively, which means that there is very likely to be some more critical ancient relics in it, anyway, Aunt Dong can't run away, with Dong Hong's spy planted there, maybe there will be something in the next few days.

Judging from the current situation, Mr. Zhu Lai should still rush to Xia Qi Town as planned, and strive to help the commanders of the Spiral Front Army successfully survive the assassination crisis, while here in the Hope Legion, they need to adjust their state as much as possible and wait for the arrival of this critical moment in early autumn.

After the idea was agreed, Mr. Zhu Lai barely stopped, and stepped on his war horse that night and set off. Leaving at the same time as Mr. Zhu Lai, there was also Shokin, the ugly messenger lady needed to inform her allies along the way in advance, and prepare the horses so that the big star could change them at any time, and if you wanted to rush over this 7,000-kilometer journey in half a month, it would be strange if you didn't run and kill a few horses.

In a blink of an eye, Mr. Zhu Lai had been gone for nearly a week or so. While waiting on pins and needles, Qi Lang once again ushered in a news that he would never dare to believe - the dustless old man died of illness!

This news was personally brought by Ji Meng of the Jade Principality. The new priest of the Holy Sect had not originally come to report the bad news, he had only come here to visit Qi Lang and visit His Royal Highness the Prince, who had revealed his identity in a shocking way. The Jade Principality and the Zonghao Kingdom are close to each other, and the Zun Holy Sect and the Hope Legion have fought side by side, and such a big change has occurred, Ji Meng should indeed make a trip in person.

Ji Meng and his entourage only stayed on the shore of Xiangshui Lake for two or three days, and briefly communicated the situation on the Jade Principality's side with Qi Lang's side. After a few conversations, Qi Lang already had an understanding of the situation in the Venerable Saint Sect. Originally, Ji Meng was based on the Lingbei rudder, and liaised with several major rudder branches in the surrounding areas, and now he has reorganized most of the Zun Shengjiao disciples in the northeast, with a total number of 20,000 people, and is currently vigorously training the combat qualities of the members, and I believe that it will not be long before a certain scale of battle can be formed. Ji Meng's main intention here was to give Qi Lang a reassuring pill to eat, since Yuanping Town was only a few kilometers away from the territory of Zong Haoguo, if Qi Lang needed it, the Zun Holy Sect could completely divide some people to help.

However, after talking about the matter, Ji Meng found out when he was reminiscing with Qi Lang that Qi Lang had never received a notice of Mr. Wuchen's death, and in fact, two full months had passed since the state funeral of the Mingyu Kingdom.

Looking back on the past two months or so, Qi Lang and Princess Mi Rong have probably passed five or six letters, and in the letters, the princess has never mentioned a word about the situation of Mr. Wuchen. Even if Princess Mirong is worried that the bad news of Mr. Wuchen will affect the progress of the Hope Legion, she should at least infiltrate some relevant information tactfully, and it is too abnormal to say a word like this.

After bidding farewell to Ji Meng, Qi Lang thought about this matter, but he was still puzzled, and it happened that Xiu Jin flew out with Mr. Zhu Lai, according to the original plan, it would take half a month to return smoothly, even if Qi Lang intended to write a letter with Princess Mi Rong, and asked in detail about what happened, it was impossible to think, for a while, Qi Lang was so anxious that he walked around the lake every day, and even almost fell into the lake a few times.

Although Owu and Jira have only had a one-sided relationship with Mr. Wuchen, they have also received the patient guidance of that peerless master, so they both lament the death of Mr. Wuchen, and they also hope to know the inside story. And the thoughtful Jira remembered a detail at this time, which he had deliberately avoided in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, but now it seemed that he had to make it clear to Mr. Commander, because it was likely to be an extremely important key piece of information.

That night, when Qi Lang was standing alone in front of the crystal coffin by the lake, deep in thought with a sad face, Jira seriously weighed his words and walked to Qi Lang's side with a serious face: "Sergeant Qi Lang, can you have a few words?"

"That couldn't be better. Qi Lang noticed that Gulf and Ou Wu and the others did not come with Jira, and had already guessed the meaning of this little man, and there was no doubt that what he wanted to express might have more to do with Mr. Wuchen and Princess Mirong.

Qi Lang pulled Jila to sit on the long stone bench, and when he came up, he eagerly went straight to the point: "Tell me, what did you analyze? Is Mr. Wuchen really like Brother Ji Meng said, is he dead of illness? Besides, why did you say that Mi Rong didn't mention this matter to me in the letter?"

Jira blinked, looking hesitant about what strategy to adopt to start the conversation. Finally he coughed and said, "We have some questions, and some clues, now let's see if we can reverse the analysis and come to a conclusion, are you optimistic?"

To be honest, in the complicated situation, what Qi Lang trusts most is the red-haired boy's analytical ability. As Gulf said, no one knows how Gila's brain grows, he can relate to almost anything, and his analysis is much more reliable than that of Gurf and the like, if not nine times out of ten, and at most ten mistakes out of a hundred. Now that he had admitted that he had come to analyze the whole thing, Qi Lang certainly had to respect the important strategist's advice.

"Okay, then...... Which question do we come from?"

"Which one do you want to ask the most?"

Qi Lang hesitated for a moment, but finally took out the words in his heart: "Why didn't she tell me about it." ”

Jira didn't show any teasing expression, he just nodded: "Let's analyze, if two months ago, if you were given the news of Mr. Wuchen's death, or in other words, you were given the news that he was critically ill, what would you do most likely?"

Qi Lang pondered for a moment: "I will put down everything in my hands and try to rush over to see him no matter what." ”

Jira nodded again: "This is similar to my guess, and I guess Princess Mirong will also analyze your reaction." So, she didn't tell you about it, she probably didn't want this to happen. Further, she either thinks you have to stay here to accomplish more important things, or she thinks you can't be with them because you will affect the occurrence of important events on their side. ”

"What do you mean?" Qi Lang was confused by the tongue twister-like words.

Jira tilted her mouth a little distressedly: "I'll continue to analyze these two possibilities." While you're here, something really important has happened - you've got your mother, your identity, and your memories back. But it was an accident, not an event that would happen at a fixed time and place, and it was something she could not have predicted. In other words, Princess Mirong is not worried about the former possibility. In my opinion, she was more worried that if you appeared in Yunyang City during that time period, it would most likely affect the extremely important event on their side. ”

"She doesn't want me to appear in Yunyang City at that time?" Qi Lang was even more inexplicable

"Yes. Jira continued to analyze the whole thing in his calm tone, "According to the information we know, that time period should be a critical moment for the Mingyu Kingdom to officially conclude an alliance contract with the Dongyi tribe. She didn't want you to show up at that time, most likely, because she was worried that you would affect the conversation between the two parties. ”

"But that's a good thing, how can I affect them?" A chill developed up the back ......of his neck, causing Qi Lang to shiver vigorously, "It's Princess Mi Rong, she ......"

Jira nodded solemnly: "I hope you don't blame me, in fact, I expected this matter a long time ago, but Mr. Wuchen didn't mention it at that time, so I couldn't help but say it." Now it seems that Princess Mi Rong concealed the whole thing out of this consideration. ”