When the old man saw Wei Ling, his eyes lit up, his old face became a little glossy, and his voice seemed to be afraid that others wouldn't hear him:
"You kid, didn't I tell you last time that you should leave me alone, this old guy? This is not your mission."
"Haha, Grandpa Hanshui, I also have some free time, so I stopped by to see you."
Wei Ling replied with a smile and placed some pastries he bought at random next to Hanshui's wheelchair.
"Hey... you little brother, what can I say about you... If I had a grandson, he would be as old as you... I never thought that there would be such a good boy, and he would still remember someone like me..."
The old man felt a little sad and wiped the corners of his eyes.
"Ha, Grandpa Hanshui, I want to listen to the music you play again!"
"Oh, really, then I'll play a piece of music for you right away."
Music as cold and smooth as running water slowly sounded.
Welling and the people around him listened quietly.
The old man must have practiced this piece after listening to it for the first time in Welling. Both the fluency and rhythm were much better than last time.
Endless thoughts were immersed in this sad and desolate music. Welling's empathy technique remained silent. Everyone around him was within the scope of the technique and immersed in the old man's emotional world.
These are the joys, sorrows, joys and longings of an ordinary person.
It is also the struggles and dreams, happiness and joy of an ordinary person.
Even though the music has stopped, everyone still has not come out of the empathy. The eyes they look at Han Shui no longer have any trace of contempt.
Han Shui's broken body without a leg no longer seemed to be an eyesore. His stubborn use of language to communicate also made people feel understood, and he gained everyone's slightest respect.
…
A group of old people woke up from being immersed in the music and found that the amiable little brother had left at some point.
Wei Ling left quietly without saying goodbye because he didn't want to break everyone's feelings about the music, and also because he received a message from Qinghui:
"Wei Ling, please come to my office to meet me!"
Arriving at the ground floor, we came to Qingfu's government office.
It was getting late at this time, and most of the officials in the county government office had left. Qingfu sat alone at the table and thought deeply.
Seeing Wei Ling coming, he seemed very happy:
"Wei Ling, I really didn't expect that your trip went so smoothly. I have carefully read the information you packed for me... Come and sit down, don't stand."
Welling also sat down on the side of the desk:
"Sir, the main reason is that we grasped the time very quickly, did not give the other party more opportunities, and did not go astray."
"Yes, the other party's ideas and strategies are relatively detailed... Now, for us, Murong's side actually doesn't have much real value. Murong Langgan must be staying in Maiji County at the moment."
“Well, that’s my judgment as well.
My lord, have you heard anything about the Fire Thief plan? "
Qinghui's face became a little solemn:
“This has not happened before, and there was a message yesterday that also mentioned this term.
You know, part of the Western Expeditionary Army has arrived in Kerala, and the Lee brothers are also there.
A team encountered a small-scale attack outside the city. Among the attackers, there was a mage who was not in a normal state of mind and knew three kinds of original spells.
The team spent a lot of effort to kill him. The other attackers lost their fighting spirit after seeing this man die in battle. One of them, a dying sergeant, said that the fire thieves were all dead and there was no hope.
It's a pity that the sergeant died in the end. "
Wei Ling raised his eyebrows:
"My lord, what you are saying is that it can be preliminarily judged that the fire thief is a mage trained by Xixuan who knows how to use multiple original spells through some unknown method?"
"Yes, fortunately, the biological sample of the mage who died in the battle has been obtained. If there are also genetic characteristics of the Daxia people, then we can connect the information together."
Wei Ling immediately understood what Qing Hui meant.
After the Battle of Yasi, in the advance party of the Western Expeditionary Army going south, he discovered the remains of the four mages and their characteristics of the Daxia people, the mage who knew three levels of original magic, the children of Daxia in the slave trading group, and the thieves. Project Fire...
All this information forced Wei Ling to connect Xixuan's fire stealer plan with the Daxia people.
"Welling, have you ever thought about the fundamental purpose of the Federation losing so many sergeants this time?
Could it be that, as Mr. Xiao assumed, the real purpose was to verify the final large-scale magic attack?
Are those 200,000 sergeants just a security force, or a cleaning force after the spell? "
Wei Ling looked solemn, waiting for Qinghui's analysis.
Qinghui thought for a moment, feeling a little annoyed:
"There is still too little information to make a judgment, unless there is a hypothesis, just like the several major questions Master Xiao raised on the Kunpeng vehicle last time, which are also problems that trouble many wise men.
That hypothesis is that the top leaders of the federation have decided not to develop technological capabilities in the future. They have decided to change their track and continue to compete with us.
There must also be internal contradictions and conflicts of interest among them, and they did not cooperate well with this large-scale military operation.
However, the results of the battle also proved their prediction, that is, the future will be based on warlock magic warfare. Just as Mr. Xiao said that day, the other party has also made considerable progress. "
Welling added:
"But this progress is still limited to the small population base of the Xixuan people, the low divine enlightenment rate, and the insufficient potential of the original magic. Therefore, the federation has set its sights on the Daxia people. Is it understandable?"
Qinghui nodded slightly, but pointed out the flaw in what Wei Ling said:
“There is no problem in saying that, but there is a conflict in the timeline.
You can see that Nan Xing and the others are less than ten years old, compared with the years when they were trained on those islands, and the remains of the four adult mages.
Could it be said that this plan was already implemented twenty years ago? "
Wei Ling pondered for a long time and made a very difficult decision:
"Sir... another day I will take some hair from Nanxing, Phytolacca and Jinnu, compare their genes with those of the four mages and the fire thief from Kara State, and conduct genetic tracing..."
"No!"
Qinghui interrupted Wei Ling's thoughts.
It's not that he didn't think of this method and found out the clues.
But don't dare.
There are two reasons. The first is that the empire does not have a universal gene sequence library of aristocratic families. This is related to the foundation of the empire's existence.
Even if there is this gene pool, it must be that only the royal family can control it.
The second is, since Wei Ling also has an unknown origin and knows three kinds of magic, could he also be part of the fire thief's plan?
Once the genes of Nan Xing and others are extracted, Welling should also provide them.
The result of this must be that Qingfu is exploring the roots of "that person".
This already involves something more sensitive than the four major valve owners.
Qinghui is not afraid of death, but she absolutely does not want to die in such an unknown way under the oppression of the top management.
Wei Ling had rarely seen Qinghui interrupt his thoughts so nervously.
He thought for a moment, his face became a little ugly, and he smiled bitterly:
"I... understand what you are thinking... In fact, I may not even be part of the Fire Thief's plan."
Qinghui raised her head, looked at Wei Ling, and shook her head slightly:
“So what if you are, your position determines your identity.
After you told me about the Fire Stealer's plan, you have already explained everything. What you have done has been beneficial to the empire without any harm. Who can doubt you? "
Wei Ling smiled bitterly and threw out a message that stunned Qingfu:
"Sir, that day I woke up from the high mountains to the west of Jassi. I walked down the mountain to the east without any purpose and entered the empire of Jassi.
If I choose the direction to the west and travel thousands of miles like that blond young man, I will also appear in the Patbon area. Perhaps, I will be a member of the Federation. "
Qinghui really didn't know how to convince Wei Ling of this idea for a while, but he thought of another important situation:
"No, because of your racial characteristics, you are from Daxia. Even if you go west, you will definitely be attacked and imprisoned.
Haha, it means that if you go eastward, this is God’s will and your subconscious arrangement! "
It was Welling's turn to be speechless.
What Qinghui said was not wrong. Even if he went to the West, those Xixuan people would know that he was a hostile force at a glance. Also, those inexplicable old-era film and television dramas, time-travel routines, and amnesia jokes in his mind were all It's from a Daxia background.
This is fucking God's will.
Seeing that Wei Ling had accepted his statement, Qinghui seemed to be relieved.
He couldn't imagine that for someone like Wei Ling to join the Xixuan Federation, it would definitely be a big loss to the empire.
Qinghui gave up thinking about this and asked Wei Ling:
"Forget it, let's not dwell on these things. After all, the clues in our hands cannot be connected into a complete and self-consistent closed loop.
By the way, I didn’t ask you, how is your magic ability? "
Wei Ling didn't think too much and just left the recent fight in the stone room to Qing Hui.
The original situation report only mentioned the earth spirit mid-level mage and the fire thief, and there was no specific fighting process.
Qinghui seemed to have experienced the entire battle process in an instant, and his expression became quite exciting:
“This mage is very powerful, with very sophisticated experience, judgment and decision-making.
But it's obvious that he still doesn't have enough experience. Otherwise, you would never know the term "fire thief" from his mouth. "
Seeing Wei Ling nod, Qing Fu couldn't help but make a joke:
"Ha, I guess the other party will be very depressed when they meet an unbeatable warlock like you... Anyway, I am completely relieved about you. If you don't meet a high-level warlock, there shouldn't be any special danger."
Welling is also a little confident:
"Yes, I intuitively concluded at that time that spiritual spells were useless to him. His mental power should currently exceed mine, so I only used the original spells."
"Welling, in fact, your combined use of original spells is also your biggest trump card. Anyway, I have never seen any precedent... From now on, except for the most trustworthy people, don't expose it easily. Once you use the single-word technique, It’s best to silence them.”
"Hmm... I have to thank you, sir. Without that custom-made sword, it would be difficult to escape unscathed this time."
Qinghui was slightly surprised:
"Yes, I deduced the data about this sword as soon as you sent it to me. It stands to reason that it does not have as powerful a cutting ability as shown in your images."
For a wise warlock like Qing Hui, any slight deviation in the data will attract his attention.
Wei Ling was startled, laughed, and threw out a message:
"Sir, do you believe there are monsters in this world?"
"monster?!"
Qinghui seemed to think that she had received this information incorrectly.
"Yes, they are the legendary monsters, mountain spirits, goblins and even monsters."
Wei Ling didn't hide it and just packed up the matter about the Yuanbao and threw it away.
For a moment, Qingfu couldn't help but shook his head and laughed dumbly:
"Haha... Well, don't tell me, it's really weird. In an era where technology has developed to such an extent, there is actually talk of monsters.
However, there really are such cute clouded leopards... If their magic level is high enough, they really are legendary monsters!
However, even if they are monsters, they are still my Daxia monsters, haha! "
Wei Ling couldn't help but smile when he thought of Yuan Bao.
