"Since the Zhao family incident occurred and the researchers involved in the bloodline transformation experiment were arrested, have the ghost caves in Kyoto become too active in the past six months?"
"Too many Rakshasa were wandering around the Kyoto Subway Shinkansen and were arrested. The originally insidious and cunning Ghost Cave tribe began to bump into each other like headless flies, and their organizational discipline was lost. So I am sure that the Kyoto Ghost Cave must have been there before. There is a leader, and for the past six months, for some reason, the leader can no longer control this power. I was even lucky enough to meet two."
Seeing that Zhao Cheng was timid and did not dare to drink, the young man did not force himself. He picked up the wine cup and took a sip to moisten his throat.
"It's so stupid. As soon as those two guys saw me, they rushed up to me without thinking. One of them almost burned himself to death after chanting the spirit."
Li Yongyuan couldn't help laughing when he recalled the scene, but his expression remained indifferent.
"So I ordered a bad person to observe the mental state of these people arrested in the ghost cave for a long time. After careful analysis, I found that not only were the blood lines of these guys extremely unstable, but they also had some problems here. The symptoms of schizophrenia are particularly obvious, and they often appear A confusing sense of overlapping memories.”
The young man pointed to his head and looked closely at the changing expression on Zhao Cheng's face.
"What I find interesting is that the chaotic scenes described by these guys when they are crazy have some similarities. The main one is a dark and damp ghost cave lair, and the rest is an empty, gray operating table that smells of disinfectant."
Li Longyuan no longer focused on Zhao Cheng alone, but stood up and looked around at all the guests present. No one dared to look directly at him.
"So is there a possibility that these ghost cave Rakshasa are all failed products after the bloodline transformation experiment? Their memories were forcibly washed away with psychotropic drugs or some kind of pontine interruption surgery and then thrown into the so-called ghost cave custody. Because they have There are very few hybrids who use the spirit of speech and hypnosis, and they are all under the supervision of the orthodox clan. Zhao Li has no right to use this power. It is precisely because of the lack of the effect of the spirit of speech and hypnosis in completely erasing memories that these Rakshasa's brains It leaves strong after-effects, and memories of staying at the experimental base often appear uncontrollably in my mind.”
"But this doesn't necessarily have to do with the Zhao family."
Zhao Cheng gritted his teeth and said, to be honest, he really didn't know how many things the previous head of the family, Zhao Li, did behind the Zong family's back when he was in power. He could only vaguely sense that the purpose was to shake the Zong family's dominance.
But at that time, he was just a CEO of a company under Shengtang, responsible for handling external business matters, and had no say at all within Zhengtong.
"Yes, it's a pity. When the bad guys raided the Zhao family, they didn't find an experimental base that could support large-scale bloodline transformation, and the mentally disturbed ghost cave tribesmen couldn't guide us. The people who were arrested from the Zhao family were involved in the case. The researchers were unable to produce any useful information during interrogation. They were only responsible for arranging medicines related to bloodline evolution, and had no idea what the family head was doing. As for Zhao Li, he committed suicide in the Dali Temple Prison yesterday out of fear of crime!"
Li Yongyuan couldn't help but sigh. This feeling of peeling off the cocoons to continuously deduce the truth was wonderful, but it was a pity that the clues ended abruptly here.
However, when he heard the news of Zhao Li's death, Zhao Cheng suddenly raised his head, and the panic in his eyes was replaced by the complex emotions of sorrow for the death of a rabbit and a fox.
The descendants of these branch families have been outside for so long, lost in the flowers and applause of ordinary people, that they have forgotten their respect for the clan and cannot tell what should be done and what should not be done.
In principle, they all belong to the underworld of the new era, wandering souls whose shadows have been erased under the sun, and may disappear at any time.
"Are you afraid of me?"
The young man's voice lingered in his ears, but Zhao Cheng neither nodded nor refuted.
The power of the successor of the Zong family is much greater than Li Longyuan imagined, and can almost decide life or death with a single word.
In the eyes of Li Chengqian, the current head of the orthodox family, the lives of the branch family members are actually no different from the chess pieces on the chessboard. They can be discarded at any time as long as it is in their own interests.
In Zhao Cheng's opinion, Li Longyuan's temperament is as unpredictable as Li Chengqian's. The separated clans have long privately touched upon the temperament of His Royal Highness, and the unanimous conclusion is that he is ruthless and affectionate.
As a young man, he liked to laugh more than Li Chengqian, and was more gentle and polite. He had never had any bad deeds. There are even many young girls in the orthodox circles who are obsessed with such a humble and handsome Highness.
But in the eyes of older middle-aged men like Zhao Cheng, such a character is so terrifying that they are afraid of him. There are no flaws or flaws. Even if the people below want to do what they want, they can't find the direction.
If a person does not have seven emotions and six desires, and is not shaken by external things at all, then he is not a human being. A single thought can make him a saint, and a single thought can also turn him into a devil.
If Zhao Cheng could stay with Li Longyuan for a long time and observe, he would find that his acting style is quite similar to that of a celebrity in Ming history, Zhang Juzheng.
Manipulation of power, kindness and power are unpredictable.
As long as you can have a clear conscience in the end, you can use all means in the process of acting, using the world as a chessboard and all living beings as chess pieces. As for the praise and criticism of the world, they are never ignored.
Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish. Too aloof and too conceited!
It's just that Li Longyuan's thoughts are more difficult to guess than Zhang Juzheng, because so far, he has not shown his pursuit or ambition.
Such people have no heart!
"I seem to see a hint of confidant in your eyes."
Li Longyuan reached out and patted Zhao Cheng's shoulder again.
"Okay, get up. If Zhao Li hadn't died so suddenly, I wouldn't have disturbed everyone's good mood during the New Year's banquet. Your acting skills are very good, but you didn't put aside the objective environment. If the Zhao family recommended Wouldn't it be a disgrace to orthodoxy for a person like you to be the head of the family?"
When he said this, the fearful look on Zhao Cheng's face suddenly disappeared, and he respectfully held the wine bottle handed by Li Longyuan with both hands without any trembling.
"Your Highness's power is unpredictable. I was momentarily frightened by this momentum and lost my sense of proportion. I hope Your Highness will forgive you."
The man said politely.
"You are a smart person and know how to use caution to control the Wannian Ship. You should also know that I am not someone who likes to kill people to establish my authority at every turn."
Li Longyuan's outspokenness gave Zhao Li reassurance.
"As long as I am here, Zhao Xi will always be part of the Zhao family."
The young man turned around and sat back down, clapped his hands, and the original group of beautiful ladies with phoenix hairpins and long sleeves walked quickly into the seats in the mist. The soothing bells and music started again, and singing and dancing resumed. The peaceful atmosphere of Shengping.
It was just that the guests who were drinking no longer looked down upon His Highness who looked bored and played with the jade cup in the main seat with his legs propped up.
He could have interrogated Zhao Cheng alone on these questions to save face for the Zong family and maintain high-pressure rule.
But he asked the question in front of all the guests, picking things apart one by one, making it impossible for anyone present to avoid it.
This is to warn them in public about the bottom line of this orthodox true king and what his style of doing things is.
If those who serve the king use yin and scheming, their power will be as tyrannical and unstoppable as the bright sun.
Overall, this approach was satisfactory to them.
