Later, the old leader died, and the painting was buried with him. No matter how hard Ximen Wuhen tried, he couldn't copy it.
The painting seemed magical and 100% realistic. In his words, it was like looking at a real person through a mirror.
Based on his description, I have a guess. Maybe it's not a portrait, but a photo?
The Demon Cult does not use coffins for burials. They are buried in pajamas. The portrait was held in the arms of the old cult leader. After so many years, it must have rotted with the corpse.
What you can't get is always the best. This saying is especially suitable for the old leader.
Ximen Wuhen's biological mother was a carefree, free, and unrestrained person. Nothing could keep her in one place for a long time, unless it was a grave.
Even if she gives birth to a child, the child cannot keep her.
Ximen Wuhen always believed that this woman was still alive and happy somewhere.
He felt that people like her would not die too early.
Moreover, this woman's martial arts skills are extremely high, and there are not many people who can kill her.
She should be a prodigy in martial arts, and her martial arts skills are even better than those of the old leader. It is precisely because of her advantages that she passed on to her son, so Ximen Wuhen can be stronger than his father, and he has mastered magic skills without any major problems.
"Mrs. Ying has always been thinking about Master Ximen. Now she is seriously ill and cannot come to meet the leader, so she sent us to pick up the leader to see her old man."
This is the first time I heard the surname of the Demon Mother. I am afraid not many people know about it.
I glanced at Ximen Wuhen to observe his reaction.
Judging from his expression, his biological mother's surname is indeed Ying.
"Where is she?" Ximen Wuhen reacted a little, but not very much. Maybe it was because he had experienced this kind of family recognition thing a lot.
"You will know when you come with me. Madam Ying does not have much time left, so she asks the leader to leave immediately."
"Do you need so many people to pick me up?" Ximen Wuhen glanced at the group of people in front of him.
The hospital was filled with poisonous smoke. Ximen Wuhen had magic power to protect his body, so it would be okay to stand in the poisonous smoke.
He stood at the door of the dormitory, and a row of masked people surrounded him under the steps.
"Mrs. Ying is worried that you won't leave, so..."
"So using the sonic power, are you inviting people or killing people?" My oxygen helmet ran out of air, I dispersed the air, stood behind Ximen Wuhen, and asked the masked man.
Ximen Wuhen has magic power to protect the law, and I also have healing energy filling my body. The poisonous gas can be decomposed when I breathe it in. This is a bit energy-consuming, and there is no oxygen helmet to save.
"If you are worried, young lady, you can go back with us. We will have your own way to verify whether you are Mrs. Ying's daughter."
They burned and poisoned me, didn't they want to kill me?
Now that my attitude has changed so quickly, why don't you just forget about that and invite me and Ximen Wuhen to go home to see your mother?
Even a normal person wouldn't believe them, right?
"Okay!" Ximen Wuhen agreed decisively.
Oh, I forgot, he is not a normal person...
"They are here to attack the Demon Cult and they want to kill us." I felt it was necessary to remind him that it was his business to listen or not.
At this time, several elders arrived, walking as usual in the poisonous smoke.
Elder Tuoba from the Jinyuan, Elder Duanmu from the Liyuan, Elder Duan Qian from the Foreign Affairs Academy, and Elder Dongfang who abdicated his throne and took care of his old age in the church.
Elder Dongfang abdicated because of his daughter. His daughter was Dongfang Buliang and the traitor Chiyue.
The four elders led people to Ximen Wuhen's dormitory, and saw the masked man and Ximen Wuhen talking. The two sides did not fight, and they did not understand what was going on for a while.
Elder Tuoba asked Xiang the masked man, why didn't he take action?
The masked men were all silent, and only the man who was talking to Ximen Wuhen was willing to speak.
"Hmph, what are you asking? They must be invincible. They are a bunch of losers. Why don't we do it ourselves!" Elder Duanmu looked at the other three people.
"The four great guardians are not here, so they have gone to protect that little girl. Now is the best time." Elder Duan Qian stood on Duanmu's side, looking at the other two, waiting for them to express their stance.
"Don't worry, the evil woman is here too. Don't be deceitful." Elder Tuoba glanced at me. The evil woman he mentioned should be me.
"Look at her, the poisonous smoke has no effect on her."
Elder Tuoba reminded his friends that they are moles, so they are immune to the poisonous smoke released by the enemy. But I am not a mole, so how can I be immune to the poisonous smoke?
Ximen Wuhen has magic skills to protect his body, but I have never shown any amazing martial arts skills.
They think my martial arts level is about the same as that of ordinary secret guards.
There is no such advanced martial arts as magic skills.
They talked about me privately, saying that I was good at witchcraft.
It has nothing to do with martial arts, but belongs to the category of magic attacks.
Originally they were just guessing, but now that they saw me standing in the poisonous smoke and not avoiding it, they couldn't help but think of something evil.
They don't dare to duel with me for this reason.
You are not afraid that I will use superb martial arts, but you are afraid that I will use underhanded tricks such as lowering my head and cursing.
"Did you give her the antidote?" Duan Qian asked the masked man next to him, not believing in evil.
The masked man said nothing, but shook his head.
"Let me tell you, she probably knows some evil magic and confused the leader of the religion, so she sneaked into the religion to cause trouble!" Duanmu looked at me with displeasure. Not just for a day or two, he always looked at me like I was a monster. He dared not be so affectionate There is such an idea.
"It doesn't matter whether she knows witchcraft or not. With so many of us doing it together, even if she is a thousand-year-old demon, she will still have to be stripped of all her demon power. Stop dawdling and do it quickly." Duan Qian was eager to do it and didn't want to talk nonsense. .
Dongfang Buliang never spoke. The other three elders had already expressed their opinions, but he remained silent. His eyes only focused on Ximen Wuhen and me.
If he didn't express his position, the other three would not take action. Obviously, he was the boss among the four.
"The four of you colluded with outsiders and made the Holy Land of our religion a mess. You should know what the consequences will be." Ximen Wuhen spoke up, his words sullen, staring at the four elders.
At this point, the four elders have nothing to say. They just know that what happened in the past cannot be dealt with, and they want to take advantage of it first.
The witnesses and physical evidence are there, they are the party at fault, once the public 'trial' is held, the result will still be the same.
They will not sit back and let things happen.
Not to mention punishing yourself according to the rules they set.
Sooner or later you have to react, and of course it is better to react in advance.
But judging from the current situation, we have also made preparations in advance.
They didn't get any advantage. They sent people to keep an eye on Ximen Wuhen and me, as well as Elder Gongsun and the others.
But we don’t use humans and animals to convey information.
They kept an eye on the living creatures, not letting go of any flying birds or pigeons, not even wild cats or mice.
The only thing that can't be guarded against is my Qi silk message.
I used dead objects to hide secret messages inside, and moved the dead objects around at night to convey the message secretly, just like when delivering food to a noble lady.
This thing may be a fallen leaf, a branch, or a stone.
