GBP Chapter 173 Before I Die, Let Me Hear a Story
Chapter 173 Before I Die, Let Me Hear a Story
Tang Shi didn't take Zhong Yunyi's forced confinement too seriously, after all, she didn't intend to let him really fight against the people of the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals Camp. Moreover, after spending some time with him, she could basically conclude that Zhong Yunyi had no bad intentions.
Instead...
"Uncle Wuwei, has Xiaofeng Can come to see you recently?"
"They only came once." Wuwei, who was disguised as Song Ci, reported seriously, "On the second day of coming here, they delivered some low-level spiritual plants for health care, and they haven't appeared since then."
"His beloved disciple has come back from the dead, and he only came to see him once?" This doesn't fit in with his previous heartbroken image.
"He said he was going to find a way to cure his amnesia, and then he left the sect in a hurry. Wuwei originally followed him, but unfortunately he entered a secret realm and we couldn't follow him any further."
Tang Shi propped her chin up with her small hand, her delicate fingers tapping unconsciously on her little face: "Looking for a cure does make sense."
Although all the evidence proves that Song Ci was abducted and tortured to death in public by Ye Wujie.
But Tang Shi still felt something was wrong.
"Song Ci luckily escaped death, but why didn't he contact the people of Jianxin Sect before he lost his memory?"
Judging from the injuries on his body, Song Ci must have lost his memory due to being hit by the kayak, which means that he should have been very clear about the whole story in the years before that.
In Jianxin Sect, he has a master who is as close as a father to him, and good friends who he gets along well with. Why didn't Song Ci ask them for help when he was in imminent danger?
Even if I'm worried about being watched by Ye Wujie's people, I can just secretly send them a private message and borrow some healing pills.
But Song Ci's injuries were barely sustained by the powerful recovery ability of a cultivator, and there was no sign of any external treatment. Moreover, everyone in the Jianxin Sect believed that Song Ci had died long ago.
"No," Tang Shi suddenly recalled the scene on the day when Song Ci and his group came back: "At that time, Zhongli Mei and Xiao Feng Can didn't seem very shocked when they saw Song Ci."
Xiaofengcan rushed forward as soon as they met, and burst into tears.
Unlike Zhong Yunyi, who looked at him in shock for a long time before confirming that the person in front of him was Song Ci, and still found it a little unbelievable when he saw Song Ci's emaciated appearance.
I always feel that this is the right reaction to seeing someone suddenly come back from the dead.
"It may also be that the older generation is knowledgeable and does not show their emotions on their faces." Tang Shi suppressed her speculation again. After all, she had no evidence.
Just as Tang Shi was thinking seriously, Wu Wei suddenly smiled and said, "Sixth Young Master, the truth has come to you."
Tang Shi's spiritual awareness range is much smaller than Wuwei's, but she soon discovered the truth from Wuwei's mouth.
Not long after, a man in a black robe and a mask broke into the Jianxin Sect and took away the unconscious Tang Shi and Song Ci.
Several peak masters joined forces to stop the man in black, but they didn't expect that the sword in the man's hand was actually a magic weapon. They were seriously injured by the sword energy of the man in black at the first encounter.
"Xianjian, could it be someone from Ye Wujie?" Bai Qiqi covered his injured arm, looking angry: "Let's go find the headmaster."
However, they were destined to not find the leader.
Because their leader was looking at the two unconscious people with excitement.
“I was worried that the little girl’s sword bone was not enough, but I didn’t expect Song Ci to come back on his own.”
"That's good, otherwise I'm afraid it won't be enough." The black robe took off the mask, revealing Song Ci's master, Xiao Feng Can. "If it weren't for that lunatic Ye Wujie interfering, we would have used the magic sword a long time ago."
"Fortunately, although the natural sword bone is broken, it does not affect the forging." After all, if you want to forge a magic sword, you must first crush all the bones in your body and integrate them into the sword blank.
"Now that there is a little one, maybe the quality of the sword can be improved to a higher level."
Tang Shi listened to the conversation between the two and knew their true purpose. He simply stopped pretending to be unconscious and opened his eyes.
The place where they are now should be a weapon refining room. The bottom of the room is connected to the ground fire, and there is a furnace in the center of the house that is constantly burning, causing the temperature in the room to be extremely high.
Two basically formed sword blanks have been placed on the furnace, and a lot of top-quality ores are piled around them.
"Tsk tsk, Sect Leader Zhong and Master Xiaofeng have done a lot of preparation."
Seeing Tang Shi wake up, the two did not panic. After all, they did not take him seriously as a mere Qi Refining Stage in their eyes.
Xiao Fengcan said quite proudly: "Yes, we have been preparing for this moment for more than ten years."
They started planning as soon as they discovered Song Ci, a talented swordsman.
"So you accepted Song Ci as your apprentice in order to use his sword bone to refine the magic sword? And then you drank to drown your sorrows because you regretted that the magic sword flew away?"
"So what?" Xiao Fengcan said indifferently, "As long as we can forge a divine weapon, sacrificing everything is worth it."
"Then Sect Leader Zhong, does Zhong Yunyi know about your plan?"
Zhongli Meihan's face turned red. With his son's temper, how could he possibly let him know? "You don't have to waste time here. No one can come to save you."
"We've both been captured in your territory, what are we afraid of?" Tang Shi curled her lips and said innocently, "Before you die, let me hear a story."
She didn't say who was about to die.
Zhong Limei kept silent with a cold face, but Xiao Fengcan was eager to talk at this moment, and smiled very gently: "Okay, what do you want to know?"
"Did Ye Wujie really make Song Ci like this?"
Xiao Fengcan nodded and said sarcastically, "The guy named Ye is a psychopath. He didn't get selected by the Ten Thousand Races Academy because of his lack of talent, so he is jealous of the selected disciples. He will go across boundaries to destroy any disciple of Jianxin Sect who is selected by the Ten Thousand Races Academy."
“So much so that when Zhong Yunyi was also selected, the headmaster didn’t dare to make it public. He even went so far as to spread rumors that he took Song Ci’s place. But even so, Ye Wujie was not satisfied, so the headmaster didn’t send him to the Ten Thousand Races Academy.”
Zhong Li Mei, who was doing the preparation work on the side, snorted coldly, not wanting him to continue to expose his past frustrating moments.
Xiao Fengcan tactfully stopped talking and said, "When we got the news, we immediately went to rescue Song Ci. We had to bring back the body. But we didn't expect Ye Wujie to be so useless. He crippled the man and let him escape with a breath."
"We guessed that he might still be alive, and we never gave up looking for him over the years. Unfortunately, this guy hid himself so well." At this point, Xiao Fengcan became cheerful again: "But we didn't expect that he would lose his memory and finally show himself to us."
"It seems like God is helping us."
"What about those disciples who entered the secret realm with us? Were they really killed for testifying?" Tang Shi continued to ask.
Xiao Fengcan looked indifferent: "They are just ants. Does it matter how they die?"
"In fact, they all died in accidents."