Xuanxia

Chapter 335 The Old Ghost Wakes Up
"You came at a bad time."

Zhao Hao pouted and said, "What's wrong with you? Are you paralyzed?"

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "He is indeed paralyzed... But is your leg okay?"

Then he turned to Ning Wushu and said, "Miss Ning, is your arm okay?"

"Since we can stand here and talk, there must be nothing wrong." Ning Wushu looked at him deeply: "You... still want to kill me?"

Fu Qingzhou smiled awkwardly and wanted to scratch his head, but his fingers couldn't lift up.

This was the third day since he broke through the sixth realm.

Just as Wu Lian said, as his muscles gradually regained strength, he first breathed smoothly and his heartbeat became regular, then he slowly opened his eyes and was finally able to speak.

However, his recovery speed was a little faster than Wu Lian expected.

Nothing else, only sadness and farewell...

It was just like it had been in the past few months, well-behaved and obedient, silently repairing Fu Qingzhou's body and injecting energy into his dry and dead muscles bit by bit.

But Fu Qingzhou no longer trusted it.

He finally understood what Qingsongzi meant when he said that it would turn himself into a monster.

In the battle of Sangmen Village, Fu Qingzhou took the initiative to mobilize the power of Qi Ran Jue in order to fight the enemy, and it "lived up to expectations" and brainwashed him.

Fu Qingzhou was very clear-headed before Huo Yaer used those inexplicable memories to disrupt his mind.

He remembered his state…the feeling of understanding everything, knowing whether the person in front of him was good or bad, and knowing what he was doing, but he clearly wanted to kill them.

This is very, very scary. Qi Ran Jue seems to be well-behaved, but in fact he has been quietly influencing me. If it rises again next time, will I still be able to suppress it again?
"Fu... Young Master."

On this side, Li Jingzhe heard them talking about Fu Qingzhou's attempt to kill Ning Wushu in Sangmen Village. His face darkened and he said slowly: "Qingsongzi wanted to protect you back then, so naturally no one dared to attack you because of the secret treasure left by Long Dabei, but..."

"I know that you have learned Long Dabei's things after all."

"If one day you become another him, I will kill you with my own hands!"

Fu Qingzhou listened to these words, turned his neck with difficulty and looked at Li Jingzhe.

This man almost killed me a few years ago...

Facing him, Fu Qingzhou naturally would not give him a good face. He smiled slightly and said, "If I really become a nuisance, Lord Li can kill me. But when that time comes, I hope Lord Li can speak with his ability, and not stare at the innocent people I care about, hold them hostage, and use this as a threat."

These words were, of course, a clear criticism of the fact that Ming Jian Pavilion did not dare to face Long Dabai directly, but instead captured this innocent young man as a hostage... Even though he was willing to be a hostage, it did not mean that you, as an official appointed by the court, could really have the intention to kill the hostage!

Li Jingzhe snorted coldly and his eyes turned gloomy.

But before he could speak, Ning Wushu said leisurely, "Okay, stop bickering - Young Master Fu, you came here to interrogate Manar, but right now, he can't answer any questions."

As soon as she opened her mouth, Li Jingzhe let out a breath and stood aside.

Fu Qingzhou was not aware of her identity and was quite surprised to see this.

But right now, the important thing is Mannar's matter - so he blinked: "What do you mean?"

"Take a look for yourself." Zhao Hao chimed in, "Look at him, does he look like a fool?"

Fu Qingzhou had already noticed Mannar's crooked eyes, slanted mouth, and drooling appearance, but he was still shocked: "No way, has he really become a fool? I thought you gave him some medicine so that he couldn't commit suicide or escape."

Ning Wushu shook his head: "The situation is like this..."

She briefly explained the totem witchcraft on Mannar, and Fu Qingzhou kept clicking his tongue.

"The conditions in Luoyi Prison are limited."

Zhao Hao said helplessly: "Whether it is me or Lord Li, I am afraid that we cannot guarantee to break this witchcraft in a short time without damaging the essence of Mannar's soul."

Fu Qingzhou didn't understand much of this, so he subconsciously asked, "What if we ask Alliance Leader Jiang for help?"

As soon as these words came out, Li Jingzhe's face suddenly became even uglier. Ning Wushu smiled and explained, "Let's not talk about the secrets of military secrets for now. Just talking about dealing with many interrogation and counter-interrogation methods, no matter how powerful Jiang is, he is just a hero in the world. Master Li is the most powerful expert in the world."

After she said that, Li Jingzhe looked much better.

"What's wrong with Li Jingzhe? Even if Ning Wushu is a general in the Northern Frontier Army, he shouldn't be so emotionally unstable just by a single word."

Fu Qingzhou thought to himself, "Could it be that this guy wants to be with a young girl? Uh, no... He doesn't have that kind of look at all. Instead, when he looked at Ning Wushu, it was a bit like looking at someone who dotes on a younger generation. Helpless?"

"Junior? Ning Wushu? Ning? Oh my god?!"

Only then did he suddenly react!
"Yeah, damn, when they were in Sangmen Village, Ning Wushu knew about Qi Ranjue! Brother Wu said before that the owner of the Mingjian Pavilion's Book House is Ning Baimei's son, and his name is Ning Wuwang. Wuwang, Wushu, she, she is Ning Baimei's daughter?!"

"She is also the adopted daughter of Northern Frontier Grand Marshal Hong Ruohai?!"

For a moment, something was wrong with the way Fu Qingzhou looked at Ning Wushu.

Wow, so you are also a second-generation official?
One is your biological father, the other is your adoptive father, both are powerful people! No wonder Zhao Hao, as the prince, is so afraid of you!

However, Ning Wushu's identity is not very important to him at the moment.

So he quickly adjusted his mind and smiled helplessly: "Does that mean that now we can't interrogate Manar?"

"That's what it looks like now." Zhao Hao said softly, "We all have to think of a way to see if we can break the witchcraft on this guy."

Fu Qingzhou sighed lightly and looked at Manar.

He was actually quite anxious.

Originally, he just wanted to ask about his background and see if there were any clues, but after experiencing the Huoyal incident, he found that things were more serious than he had imagined.

The trouble caused by my identity may not only kill myself, but also the people around me...

It will turn itself into an "other". If Qi Ran Jue shows his power again at this time, it will become a demon who cannot control his behavior and can only kill indiscriminately!

Therefore, as soon as he was able to open his eyes and speak, he could not wait to rush to Luoyi Prison, even if he had to come in a wheelchair.

So, there is witchcraft in Mannar?
Fu Qingzhou looked at the strange totem glowing green on Mannar's skin, feeling very powerless.

Even Li Jingzhe couldn't do anything about this thing, so what could I do?

But at this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Ha... I had a great sleep. I haven't slept so well in a long time!"

"How long has it been? Hey, isn't this Ning Wushu? And Zhao Hao? It seems that you have escaped. Everything is fine. That's great... Hey, isn't this the Secret Soul-Blocking Array on this person?"

Fu Qingzhou was startled at first, then delighted: "Ha, old man, you're awake?"

"I'm awake..." The smoker's voice still sounded very lazy, as if he had just woken up: "So how long have I slept? What's going on?"

Fu Qingzhou's eyes lit up: "Don't worry about it for now, did you just tell the name of the witchcraft on Mannar?"

"Manar, he is the little prince of Beiyi that you are looking for."

The Smoker sighed and said, "It seems that you are quite capable. You finally got the job done. Oh, you mean the Secret Soul-Blocking Array? I know this thing for sure. It's something from our Styx Valley. At first, only our own people used it. Later, everyone found it useful, so many people secretly learned it. I didn't expect that after hundreds of years, we can still see it."

Fu Qingzhou was overjoyed: "Then you must know how to crack it?"

"You're talking bullshit, aren't you?" The smoker said disdainfully, "I don't even know, who else dares to say they know?"

Fu Qingzhou smiled and calmed down.

What is this mysterious witchcraft of the Great Shaman of the Northern Barbarians? After all this effort, it still ends up failing in my ditch?

He turned his stiff neck, looked at Ning Wushu, and said with a smile: "Lady Ning, how about this, give me some time, I will try to break this witchcraft?"

(End of this chapter)