Wei Wuxin was already used to being tortured.
As soon as he was released from the lantern by Yan Shou, he knelt on the ground with a plop: "If you have anything you want to ask, just ask me. I will definitely answer everything."
"You're quite cooperative."
"Anyway, life is in your hands now..." Wei Wuxin sighed. He was actually more afraid of his master, but now that he couldn't help himself, he didn't want to struggle.
"Look around here, do you think it looks familiar?" Yan Shouyi asked.
Wei Wuxin was not in the mood to look around. He took a casual glance at it and found that there were broken arm remains all around. He planned to ask Yan Shouyi where they were now, but he accidentally noticed the sacred tree in the distance, and his whole body suddenly I shivered.
He bounced up from the ground, looked at the sacred tree in disbelief, and then murmured: "This is Qingjiang Country... it's my hometown..."
"Thousands of years are just a blink of an eye. Congratulations on your return home." Yan Shou said.
Wei Wuxin, who was originally extremely excited, quickly calmed down, with a hint of loneliness in his eyes:
"It's a pity that my country and my home have been submerged in the long river of history."
Wei Wuxin knew that the Qingjiang Kingdom had been destroyed. Although he was now standing in his homeland, he could no longer see his relatives and friends. This feeling of loneliness was not something that ordinary people could experience.
Wei Wuxin suddenly thought of something and asked nervously: "Where is my master?"
"He should be nearby too."
"Then why did you let me out?" Wei Wuxin said angrily, "Take me out of here quickly!"
Long Feicheng laughed at Wei Wuxin: "What are you afraid of? What is there to be afraid of? Isn't this the home of Jiang Wuya? When I came in just now, I didn't hesitate at all!"
If Wei Wuxin hadn't known that his status was low, he would have rushed over and covered the Zanpakuto's "mouth" right now.
He bent down and lowered his voice and said: "My master's eyes and ears are everywhere here..."
Yan Shouyi's face darkened: "You mean, our whereabouts have been exposed?"
Wei Wuxin looked around and said uneasily: "My master's eyes and ears are all over the sky. Nothing that happened in Qingjiang Kingdom in the past could escape his eyes and ears."
"Hey, that was in the past. Today is different from the past!" Long Feicheng forced a smile while keeping an eye on Yan Shouyi's micro-expression.
Yan Shouyi looked around calmly, not paying attention to Wei Wuxin's worries.
If Jiang Wuya really knew he was here, there was no point in being careful now.
It's better to be honest and continue to do what needs to be done.
Yan Shouyi asked Wei Wuxin: "Your master was severely injured by me. He fled back here and hid in the sacred tree to heal his injuries. But I found that he was not in the sacred tree today. Do you know where he will go?"
Wei Wuxin frowned, as if it took him a while to digest what Yan Shouyi said.
At the same time, his attitude towards Yan Shouyi was a little more humble, because he realized that the young man in front of him might be more terrifying than the master he feared.
"When the Qingjiang Kingdom was still there, my master's daily life was two o'clock and one line at a time. He would either hold sacrifices or give lectures near the sacred tree, or go to the palace to lead the king to cultivate immortality. Only under very special circumstances , will change the itinerary.”
Long Feicheng interrupted: "What counts as a special situation? Does it count if he has diarrhea?"
Wei Wuxin was so frightened that he looked around, fearing that Jiang Wuya would suddenly come out from somewhere and kill them all.
After realizing that nothing terrible had happened, Wei Wuxin lowered his head and said, "Unless the king of the country has given instructions, or... what day is today?"
Wei Wuxin suddenly asked, and Yan Shou counted with his fingers and told the date according to the calendar calculation method from thousands of years ago.
Wei Wuxin, who learned about the date, seemed to have already thought of the answer.
He sighed softly and said: "Today is the memorial day for Master's wife and daughter. He will always worship his wife and daughter today regardless of rain or shine."
This answer surprised Yan Shouyi and Long Feicheng. Long Feicheng blurted out: "This kind of beast who is worse than a pig or a dog also has a wife and daughter?"
Wei Wuxin's expression was not as scared as before. He seemed to know something else, but he had no intention of saying it.
"After so many years, the tombs of Jiang Wuya's wife and daughter should be gone long ago, right? Do you still remember where they are?" Yan Shou asked.
Wei Wuxin hesitated for a moment and replied: "General's Mansion."
General's Mansion?
General Qingjiang's residence?
Yan Shouyi asked Wei Wuxin and received an affirmative answer from Wei Wuxin.
Wei Wuxin said: "There is a Zhenguo Shrine in the general's mansion, and the shrine enshrines the Zhenguo Sword. The Zhenguo Sword is the national treasure of our Qingjiang Kingdom. It was tailor-made by the king for General Qingjiang. At that time, the king I sent my master to travel all over the world to collect all the special materials growing on the dragon veins in the world. After returning home, I burned them with fire for ninety-nine and eighty-one days, and finally forged the National Sword."
Yan Shouyi showed surprise. Although he failed to obtain the Zhenguo Sword from General Qingjiang, he always held the Zhenguo Sword in his mind during several battles in the fantasy world.
Now he knows that this peerless magic weapon was actually made by Jiang Wuya?
"What is the relationship between Zhenguo Shrine and Jiang Wuya's wife and daughter?" Long Feicheng asked puzzledly.
"Because the sword spirit of the Zhenguo Sword is the master's wife and daughter."
"What?!"
Yan Shouyi, who was already surprised, could now be described as shocked.
The majestic national treasure of the country, the sword that kills countless enemies on the battlefield, was actually forged with Jiang Wuya's wife and daughter? !
What's even more ridiculous is that the Zhenguo Sword itself was made by Jiang Wuya, but in the end it became the tomb where his wife and daughter were buried. This...
"After the Master forged the Sword of the Kingdom, he needed to find the purest soul in the world to become the sword spirit. In order to defeat the Kingdom of Yushu, the Lord of the Kingdom ordered a search for such souls across the country. In the end, it was discovered that the only person who met the conditions was the Master's daughter. , so the king persuaded the master to sacrifice his daughter."
"Master had not yet become a national master, and his status was far from changing the king's decision. He could only bear the pain and sacrifice his daughter. In order to appease the master, the king let him directly become a national master."
"As a result, on the last day when the sword was made, the master's wife suddenly broke into the sword-making scene, jumped into the sword-making pool with her daughter in her arms, and issued the most vicious curse. The master's wife wanted to use her soul to defile the Zhenguo Sword. , let Zhenguo Sword become the only unique weapon that can kill the master..."
Hearing this, Yan Shouyi's mind pictured General Qingjiang killing the enemy on the battlefield with the Zhenguo Sword.
He finally realized that the sword of Zhenguo was not a sword of Zhenguo, but a sword of hatred.
No wonder it can look so arrogant on the battlefield. It turns out there is such blood and hatred hidden behind it.
