Lonely non-good minister

Chapter 6 This Doesn't Look Like a Charlatan

Is it because people's hearts can guess, but she can't imitate her own literary talent and martial arts?
Before Song Yuan could think about it, Zhou Ye handed over a cup of hot water: "You've slept all day, let someone get you something to eat first, and I'll check this matter for you. It's not a trivial matter. It happened before. Hypnotized you, almost killed you."

Song Yuan's whole body went cold for an instant, as if he had received a slap in the face.

Xu Yingrong hypnotized herself before?Then what did she see in Guan Yan's memory?Does she know that she is from the palace?Do you know the secret to dressing yourself as a man?
Things seem to be complicated.

"Don't put too much pressure on the village being suppressed. Liang He doesn't have the ability to cover the sky with one hand. The people he summoned are just a group of mobs. What kind of base? It's just a hill. Even without Huo Liying, we can't match The imperial court." Zhou Ye's tone was gentle, which did not match his rough and burly appearance: "You have suffered in the Tingwei Mansion, and I see that your temper has changed a little bit."

Song Yuan forced a smile: "I'm just too nervous, I've never suffered such a big crime."

"Understood, you need to take a good rest now, don't worry about other things, trust me, I will find out for you." His tone was affirmative, with a serious face.

Song Yuan twitched the corners of his mouth, his heart was already beating wildly, and he really didn't have the heart to say anything to him, so he hurried out after a few perfunctory sentences.

Glancing at the other rooms, Song Yuan couldn't wait to see if anyone was there, but after thinking about it, he showed too much concern about this matter, so he didn't have 300 taels of silver here. I can give up temporarily.

Going back to the room and sitting down, his heart was still beating wildly, Song Yuan held his cold hand and forced himself to calm down.

Now there are two questions, Xu Yingrong hypnotized her, maybe she knew that she was from the palace, and if she wanted to return to the palace in the future, Xu Yingrong would definitely not be able to live, and the person who hypnotized herself just now must have discovered that she is not Guan Yan Find it and get rid of it.

Song Yuan's spirit was highly tense, his thoughts raced, and finally he set his target on Liang He.

As long as Liang He believes that she is Guan Yan, then Xu Yingrong can wait for the opportunity to get rid of her, and another person who hypnotizes her can also slowly find out. Once Liang He becomes suspicious, let alone get rid of the two of them, Liang He will become the most threatening to her. people.

As soon as he thought of this, there was the sound of footsteps outside, and then, Liang He pushed the door and entered, seeing her, he immediately smiled.

"Why don't you lie down?" While speaking, he had strode over: "Are you waiting for me to come back?"

Song Yuan quickly adjusted his expression, with a weak smile: "Well, I won't see you when I wake up, so I'll wait here."

"I just went out to do some errands, and it's not like I won't be back." Liang He said lightly, touching her forehead, his brows slightly frowned: "It's still hot, go and lie down."

Song Yuan smelled a faint smell of blood from him, although it was covered by the incense, it was easy to identify.

"Who did you go with?" Song Yuan asked openly, "You didn't even say to leave a message for me."

Liang He smiled and said, "Interrogate me?"

Song Yuan didn't answer, pretending to be jealous.

"Something happened in the court. I took Xu Yingrong to check it out. I went out early in the morning and was busy all day." Liang He didn't want to say too much, worried that those dirty and bloody things would scare her.

Xu Yingrong really went out, so the only suspects left were Zhou Ye and Yan Yan. He was taking a bath when he went to find him. Could it be that he was deliberately acting for himself?

Song Yuan wasn't sure, so he could only deal with Liang He first, and said deliberately sourly: "With her help, can I save a lot of trouble?"

"Well, indeed." Liang He admitted it calmly, and then smiled: "Are you jealous?"

"No."

"Lie." Liang He looked very understanding.

Song Yuan couldn't answer, touched his nose in embarrassment, and quickly changed the subject: "I had a long dream, it seems that I have memories of Song Yuan's past, it's so strange."

"Really?" Liang He immediately thought, "What did you dream about?"

Song Yuan frowned and thought carefully: "There are many, very messy, what about studying, practicing martial arts."

Liang He's face became serious: "I'm afraid it wasn't your dream, it was your weakness that made Song Yuan's obsession to wake up deepened."

"Ah?" Song Yuan looked worried: "Then what should I do?"

"It seems that the Soul Requiem Ceremony must start as soon as possible." Liang He made up his mind.

This was exactly what Song Yuan wanted, and she hesitated: "Is it credible? I'm afraid they are charlatans."

"No, these people are very powerful. I personally went to southern Xinjiang to invite them back."

In this way, Song Yuan can rest assured, as long as Liang He believes in these people, it will be fine. After the soul sacrificing ceremony, even if someone questions her again, it will depend on Liang He's belief.

As for the Soul Requiem Ceremony, Song Yuan still thought it was a group of charlatans.

"Then let's start as soon as possible." Song Yuan couldn't wait, she was really afraid of revealing her identity.

Liang He looked solemn, and took her hand: "Don't worry, as long as I can let you stay, I will do whatever it takes, even killing Song Yuan directly is worth it."

Song Yuan: "." You are so affectionate, take my life to be affectionate.

Resisting the rolling eyes that were about to come out, Song Yuan preemptively said: "After the soul sacrificing ceremony, you remember to ask Xu Yingrong to hypnotize me, I'm afraid it won't be me who wakes up."

"No." Liang He refused very decisively: "Xu Yingrong has a feud with you, if she deliberately made you talk nonsense, wouldn't it be a thorn between us?"

This is still like a human saying. Although it wasn't for her, Song Yuan still put on a messed up expression, and pulled Liang He's clothes to squeeze out a few tears: "Liang He, I'm so afraid that Song Yuan will come back. I don't want to lose you, and I don't want to only see your name in the book."

"I know, don't worry, I will never let such a thing happen." Liang He almost swore to the sky.

Soon came the day of soul sacrificing.

In late autumn, the wind was biting on the top of the mountain, and after walking along the muddy mountain road for half an hour, a deserted house appeared in the dense forest.

Ever since that nonsense sorcerer was executed, the Great Wei strictly prohibited witchcraft, knowingly broke the law, and risked his family's heads. Song Yuan admired Liang He's affection for Guan Yan, but it was a pity that Guan Yan couldn't see it.

Followed into the courtyard, the grass was luxuriant, the animal bones were piled up in the middle to form a sacrificial mountain, bloody spells were painted on the ground, seven or seven 49 crow feather lamps were placed in all directions, and the flames from the wicks showed a coquettish blood red, giving the whole The courtyard was covered with a strange veil, and it was well-arranged.

Seeing such a scene for the first time, Song Yuan was deeply shocked, and seeing those wizards waiting in their respective positions, a chill ran through his heart.

This doesn't look like a charlatan either!

She shouldn't be so unlucky to meet a group of people with real skills, right?
(End of this chapter)