The method of attacking the heart was the secret technique Qian Yu used to kill Li Nanfeng.
Those who can control the evil spirit and make it work for themselves are all strong and determined people, but this extremely determined will has become the biggest weakness of these strong people.
As long as you know what these strong people are obsessed with, you can find a way to disintegrate this firm will. Once that firm will is disintegrated, no matter how fierce and domineering the strong people are, they can only be regarded as slightly stronger ordinary people. .
Ordinary people will hesitate, be confused, be confused, and even hesitate to move forward.
And when masters compete, even a moment of confusion can be a huge flaw that can be fatal.
"So what does Du Chengfeng from Yizhou want?"
At a tea stall in Yizhou City, Qian Yu, dressed as a rich man, was frowning.
The process of sneaking into Yizhou was easier than he imagined, even easier than sneaking into Yangzhou before - the entire Yizhou seemed to be completely unprepared, or in other words, except for the anti-flag raised in Yizhou City, the rest of the city was Everything is functioning normally as before.
There are no soldiers on the streets, and there are no signs of holding on to the city. The whole Yizhou is as if it has not rebelled. The so-called righteousness is simply a joke.
But Qian Yu couldn't help laughing.
The Yizhou City in front of him was too outrageous. He could not deduce any clues related to Du Chengfeng from the current situation. Facing a Yizhou City that had raised a rebellion flag but showed no signs of rebellion, he On the contrary, Bian began to feel confused.
"It shouldn't be..."
After drinking the fine tea into his mouth, Lao Qianyu couldn't taste it.
"Could it be that he really doesn't want to rebel? Then why did he do this?"
"Go and try to get closer, maybe you can find out."
Next to Qian Yu, the short man dressed as Lao Pu looked ordinary.
"Old Qian, if you just sit here, you can't see anything."
"I know."
Qian Yu's brows furrowed even more.
Although he has tried it himself and knows how powerful the secret technique taught to him by Prime Minister Jia Wen is, and even relied on this secret technique to kill Li Nanfeng, who had mastered the art of black and white, he also knows , even with this mind-attacking technique, it is impossible to squat the strong man to death just by sitting on the edge of the tea stall.
Just like what the short man who was good at using the big shield said, he always had to get in touch with the person named Du Chengfeng before he could see the opponent's weakness.
But that's where the problem lies.
How should he approach?
According to local people, that man has been huddled in the old barracks in the northeast corner of Yizhou City, together with some refugees from the North. It’s not that he has never thought of trying to join, but those refugees from the North are extremely xenophobic - with In the words of the refugees, there are already enough old men in the team, and there is no need for more old men to come and cause trouble.
This is the first time Qian Yu has heard this kind of rejection. What does it mean that there are too many old men?
Faced with this kind of group that is bound by the township party, Qian Yu, as an outsider, has no chance of integrating. In fact, even if he has the opportunity to join, it is still unclear whether he will be qualified to meet Du Chengfeng.
Of course, he could also choose a more direct method, such as asking the short man next to him to raise his shield and hit him directly, but then they would probably have to fight head-on with two masters who showed their evil aura.
That's not what they want. Head-on confrontation is undoubtedly the stupidest behavior.
However, if he didn't go head-to-head, how could he get in touch with Du Chengfeng?
There really is a way.
According to local residents, Du Chengfeng did not stay alone in the old barracks every day. He would occasionally go out to have breakfast in a shop, or find a tea stall to drink a cup of tea. The tea stall near the old barracks where they are sitting now is said to be the one Du Chengfeng frequents most.
This is why Qian Yu chose to sit here.
If you wait a moment, you should gain something.
After all, it was not only Du Chengfeng who would patronize this tea stall, but also the refugees from the North. Before Du Chengfeng came, they had a chance to see if they could get some information about Du Chengfeng from the mouths of the refugees from the North. Chengfeng's statement.
"What? You asked me what I think of Brother Du?"
After hearing Qian Yu's question, a man dressed as a carpenter scratched his head.
"Ordinary people, about the same as us... I know there may be some rumors circulating here in Yizhou, but those are just rumors. Brother Du is not that scary."
"Ordinary people..."
Qian Yu frowned.
This is another confusing piece of information. You must know that strong people who can release evil spirits are somewhat obsessed with it, which distinguishes them from ordinary people. To put it harshly, their obsession is strong. To such an extent, his mind is somewhat abnormal. How could such a person be an ordinary person?
Something was definitely wrong, and he needed to collect more information.
"Oh, ask me Du Zhuangshi, this old man knows!"
Beside the tea stall, there was an old man in a wheelchair frothing at the mouth.
"I already saw it when I was in Jibei! This man is a true dragon who came to the world, and he was born to be the emperor!"
"Ah this..."
No matter how much Qian Yu could chat, he couldn't help but sweat a little at this moment.
But the old man in the wheelchair had no intention of letting him go, and dragged him to the tea stall for half an hour. It was not until a young junior came over and called him back to eat that he reluctantly left the tea stall.
Qian Yu was left with spit on his face and shook his head repeatedly.
Indeed, the Du Chengfeng mentioned by the old man surnamed Yang is closer to the image of a rebel, but Qian Yu always felt that compared with Du Chengfeng, the old man surnamed Yang might have a slightly more abnormal mind.
However, it turns out that he still underestimated these northern refugees.
Just because he encountered something even more outrageous.
"What's your impression of Mr. Du? Maybe he knows a lot more."
In front of the tea stall, a swordsman with a scar on his face was thinking carefully.
"Every time I encounter a bottleneck, Mr. Du can always help me solve my doubts...so I will definitely improve my skills and one day I can compete with him!"
Saying this, the swordsman threw down a small bag of copper coins and turned away.
On the tea table, the teacup that the swordsman had just used slowly split into two halves, with the fracture as smooth as a mirror.
Qian Yu and the short man beside him looked at each other, and both of them could see the shock in the other's eyes.
The swordsman was clearly right under their noses, but neither of them noticed when the tea cup was cut open.
"The evil spirit is released!"
The little man's pupils shrank.
"Old Qian, let me tell you first, I can't deal with this person. If I attack him head-on, I will probably die first."
"Fortunately...this is actually a good thing."
Qian Yu breathed a sigh of relief.
"I originally thought that the two masters in Yizhou were working together, but now it seems that these two are not monolithic. This is a point that can be exploited. Maybe we can try to lure these two tigers into fighting... Wait a minute. "
Before he finished speaking, Qian Yu stood up, turned around and left.
This made the little man confused for a while. Since it was said to be a good thing, why did he leave?
Why don't you ask the man in the distance carrying the wine jar...
"Don't ask, he knows me."
Qian Yu's face looked a little gloomy.
Liu Bolun, he still knows this person. Speaking of it, this drunkard is still the former classmate of his poor boy. But judging from the information he got, this drunkard has resigned from his job long ago. God knows why he is with a group of refugees. mixed together.
If this drunkard and Du Chengfeng are of the same mind, then the difficulty of what he does this time will suddenly increase more than ten times. Although this drunkard usually spends his time, he is still a student from Jiankang after all. Rounding off, He can also be regarded as a scholar.
As a scholar, Liu Bolun was bound to be aware of some of his methods. It would be more like two scholars using this matter as a battlefield than him to undermine Du Chengfeng's will.
Although Qian Yu believed that he had rich experience and might not lose, Liu Bolun still had the right location and people. As long as the other party thinks of some way to get them to fight with Du Chengfeng, then their operation will inevitably fail.
This is not the result Qian Yu wants. What he wants is revenge for his miserable child!
Fortunately, this time, the weather, or luck, was on his side.
Not long after turning around the street, Qian Yu spotted Du Chengfeng at the door of a restaurant. As for whether he recognized the wrong person, Qian Yu was sure that he would not. After all, the current situation in Yizhou City was Among them, only the one named Du Chengfeng could be so tall and burly. His exaggerated height was already close to seven feet, and he looked a head taller than others just standing there.
The process of getting close to Du Chengfeng was also extremely smooth. Qian Yu didn't even need to make many filings. He just used a poor excuse of losing his money bag to successfully talk to Du Chengfeng.
After striking up a conversation, it’s time to get into the areas he’s good at.
After many years of ups and downs in the officialdom, Qian Yu, as the long history of the Prime Minister's Palace, had already developed a good speaking skills, and now he used it to Du Chengfeng. For a while, the two of them were far apart, and they were having a great time chatting.
But in this chat full of cheerful atmosphere, Qian Yu still felt that Du Chengfeng had something hidden deep in his heart.
He felt he had found the key to the problem.
"If you have any doubts, little friend, you might as well tell me directly."
Qian Yu stroked his beard and looked like an elder.
"I have lived for a long time, so I don't dare to understand everything, but it is good if I can help the children answer their questions."
"Oh? Are you willing to listen? That would be great!"
Hearing what Qian Yu said, Du Chengfeng couldn't help but nodded repeatedly.
"Have you ever heard of a story about a big tree?"
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