Chapter 121

The soul lock of Kanefang is a Horcrux forged by his third soul consciousness, and it can also be said to be the last Horcrux of Kanefang.

Soul consciousness is divided into "Order" and "Stage", "Order" refers to the attainment of Horcruxes, and "Duan" refers to the attainment of creation. Compared to "order", "section" is much more difficult. There was a "paragraph" to discuss the soul consciousness at the peak of the martial arts meeting, and the final meeting unanimously concluded that the maximum number of horcruxes that any famous craftsman could forge with his life's strength should be less than three. The number of these three can be called Horcruxes in the true sense, and the other semi-finished products are not Horcruxes, they can only be regarded as good weapons.

"Master... Then do you know what kind of weapon the Cadre Mo Ye is?"

"Disciple, apprentice, this cadre Mo Ye is a sword spirit, but it is not necessarily attached to the sword, it doesn't matter what its form is, whether it is a spear or a gun, as long as it is called a cadre Mo Ye, it is what you and I are looking for!"

The apprentice who is in the house no longer talks much, he knows that the master has been chasing the cadre Mo Ye for many years. And now he knew one thing, and that was something created by the soul sense, and its form was random.

"So, my good apprentice, you must awaken your soul consciousness as soon as possible, so that we can create the Cadre Mo Xie first! The Cadre Mo Xie himself is a famous craftsman, plus it is a sword spirit, and I have it! I will continue to create Horcruxes!" Kanebo has obviously lost himself in forging, and for a craftsman, there is nothing more deadly than not being able to create a weapon.

Although Wei Shujin had never seen the Horcrux crafted by Kanefang himself, he could know that the spear in his hand was not a divine blade, even if it was not, among the many weapons, it was still a good spear.

"Brother Wei is not satisfied with the weapons in his hand?" Liu Cong looked at Uncle Wei from the way with a slightly strange expression.

Uncle Wei glanced at Liu Cong and said, "Ah... It's not that I'm not satisfied, but I always feel that this spear is a little bit uninteresting..."

"I said Brother Wei, it's not good to be cheap and sell well! Anyway, you don't want silver taels, don't want it for nothing!" Bai Xiyue stuck out his tongue.

"It's not a good thing to be greedy for a small bargain, I'd rather buy something with silver. Uncle Wei replied.

Bai Xiyue stopped talking angrily, and the group quickly walked back to the inn. As soon as they returned to the inn, they found a person wandering in front of their room, walking up and down the door, as if there was something urgent.

"Hey, who are you? are you a thief?" Bai Xiyue shouted.

When the man saw everyone, the gloom on his face quickly faded, replaced by a smiling face blowing in the breeze, and then waved his hand and said, "What kind of thief is the villain... I am a descendant of Qufu, and my name is Anhe, and I have met several envoys of Shu!"

"An He...?Prime Minister Qu doesn't shy away from anything..."Xiong Jingyi teased.

"But what's the matter?" Fan Shijin felt like a mirror in his heart, he knew that the power struggle in the Northern Zhou Dynasty had begun.

An He no longer greeted, and said straight to the point: "Miss Qu is missing..."

"Huh!?" the crowd exclaimed.

Just three days ago, Qu Qi'er disappeared without a trace, and the people of Qu Mansion did not see Qu Qi'er go out, not so much that she was missing, but that she had evaporated from the world. rummaged up and down the Qu Mansion, but there was no trace of Qu Qi'er.

At first, Qu An ordered someone to investigate secretly, but whenever someone asked about Qu Qi'er's whereabouts, they all lied that Qu Qi'er was infected with wind and cold, so it was inconvenient to go out. After two days of fruitless searching, Qu An began to sit still, he began to have many bizarre conjectures, and then he pointed the finger at Yu Wenxiao. If there was no Qu Qi'er, the envoy of Shu would naturally choose the daughter of the Yuwen royal family, and even if he was powerful, he could not fabricate a daughter out of thin air. So Qu An thought of the countermeasures for the investigation, and first investigated from the envoy of Shu.

An He didn't say a word, and brought the envoy of Shu to Qufu.

When Qu An saw that the envoy of Shu was coming, he didn't even put on his shoes, so he went out to greet him. While stretching out his hand to hold Fan Shijin, he said, "You can wait for a few people!"

"Where are the words... The prime minister has something to ask for, how can we turn a blind eye. Fan Shijin was held by Qu An like this, and he was a little sincerely afraid.

Qu An welcomed a few people into the house, sat down and began to tell what had happened. Speaking of which, it's nothing more than the people who were originally there, who have disappeared for some reason.

There are many more people in Qufu than in Miss Gongzi in Qufu, and in the eyes of many people, if you want not to be seen out of this Qufu, you still need some skills.

"I wonder if there are any objects left in Miss Qu's room?" asked Fan Shijin.

Qu An took out a hairpin on his waist, this hairpin is surprisingly accurate, the shape is not exaggerated, and Qu Qier's preferences are very consistent, Qu Qier doesn't like bells and whistles that are too conspicuous objects, she likes ingenious and rare materials of famous products, that kind of jewelry that can not be found. The hairpin lying in Qu'an's hand is such an object, small and exquisite, and priceless.

"Can you borrow it and take a look?" Ms. Fan said.

"Of course. Qu An nodded.

Fan Shijin took out a handkerchief and carefully wrapped the hairpin. At the beginning, Fan Shijin saw the difference between this hairpin and took a closer look, it was really a rare object.

"Did you find anything?Brother Fan!" Liu Cong asked.

"No... It is indeed a delicate ornament..."Fan Shijin just smelled the fragrance on Qu Qi'er's body from above, it stands to reason that the person has disappeared for three days, and the objects he wears have been put away by Qu An again, from this point of view, there should be no smell of Qu Qi'er on this hairpin. For the sake of insurance, Fan Shijin did not express the doubts in his heart.

"Alas, I originally wanted to marry the little girl to Shu Kingdom, but now I don't know where to go..."Qu An sighed deeply.

"What's suspicious about Miss Qu's room?" Fan Shijin said.

Qu An shook his head and said, "There is no trace of movement in the placement of items..."

The crowd didn't know what to say for a moment.

Qu An continued: "I'm going to issue a notice tomorrow and look for a girl in the whole city... Even if my little daughter doesn't marry into Shu, I just hope she can be safe. ”

When Fan Shijin and the others walked out of Qu Mansion, they could see that Qu An's back was a little lonely.

"Brother Fan... Where do you think Miss Qu can go?" asked Liu Cong.

Fan Shijin said while thinking about something: "Sometimes things are not as superficial as we see..."

"What do you mean...?" Liu never said, puzzled.

Xiong Jingchong knocked on Liu Cong's head and said, "You'll know when you're older!"

"What does it have to do with age... Really say it!" Liu Cong dragged Fan Shijin and Xiong in reverence.

Uncle Wei pulled Liu Cong over and said, "When it rains, you have to look for rain gear, if you can predict when it will rain, you don't need to do this... One is the perspective of when you are young, and the other is the perspective of when you are older, Little Brother Liu, you still have a lot to learn!"

Liu Cong glanced at Bai Xiyue and asked, "Brother Bai, do you understand?"

Bai Xiyue stretched out a finger and shook it back and forth: "Tsk, you will be able to understand when you reach my age." ”

"I don't think you understand!" Liu Cong muttered.

"So you know, brother... I can understand your feelings..."

"Fill me with less garlic!"

Liu Cong and Bai Xiyue said a word to me, and everyone walked to the inn.

On the second day, the news of Miss Qufu's disappearance spread outside.

The group went out of the room and sat outside to eat, and the people in front and back were discussing Qu Qi'er's disappearance.

There are different opinions, some say that Qu Qi'er was murdered, some say that Qu Qi'er is looking for her former lover, and even say that Qu Qi'er threatened someone's rule, so she was assassinated.

"A Qu Qi'er has made Guangyang City lively. Liu Cong's head leaned against the table behind him, so that he could hear it more realistically.

"Qu Qi'er is the flower of Guangyang, can it not cause a topic?" Bai Xiyue talked while eating, and a lot of rice grains were sprayed, as if he was farming.

"Eat more and talk less. Fan Shijin tapped the bowls of the two with chopsticks.

"But then again, this Qu Cheng should have hallucinations, right?" Liu Cong said coldly.

As soon as this sentence came out, the expressions of everyone at the table changed.

"Do you know the contractual relationship between the illusion and the dragon sense?"

The first to speak was Wei Shujin.

Fan Shijin nodded, he had heard Xiong Maozhen say in his early years that illusion was derived from the blood and bones of dragon consciousness, and the relationship between the two was delicate and irreversible. "It stands to reason that this prime minister will not disobey the king, but there have been many prime ministers throughout the ages..."Fan Shijin said.

"That's because the control of illusion is only the generation of kings who gave it, that is, there is no such contractual relationship between the new king and the old owner of illusion. Uncle Wei said word by word.

Liu Cong raised his hand and said: "That dragon gives birth to a dragon, it stands to reason that the new king is the heir of the previous king, since the three are linked, why does it have nothing to do with it?"

"This is the horror of the dragon consciousness, the dragon consciousness is not a simple hereditary divine consciousness, on the one hand, it requires that the person of the dragon chair is the lord of the country, and on the other hand, it requires the bloodline of the previous monarch, in this regard, the dragon consciousness of each king is newly born, and the illusion given by it can only reach some kind of agreement with it. Wei Shujin put down the dishes and chopsticks, dipped his fingers in the wine, and drew the relationship diagram he described on the table.

"Wouldn't it be nice if the new monarch gave the new illusion, so that the old illusion would not be afraid!" Xiong revered.

"No, the new monarch can't give new illusions until the old illusions are completely gone..."Wei Shujin bowed his head and said.

Wei Shujin's father, Wei Xuancheng, is the owner of the old illusion. Li Jiaotai, the general of the Southern Tang Dynasty, has always regarded him as a thorn in his side, that is, he wants to get rid of Wei Xuancheng and use the hands of the little Tang King to have the power of illusion, but unfortunately the Empress Dowager of the Southern Tang Dynasty knows the importance of the balance of power, and she has always intended to keep Wei Xuancheng.