Lin Mengya glanced at the leader of the Legu Clan who was looking for her for the last moment of determination. After a long time, she slowly spoke.
"I'm afraid I can't accept it."
The eyes of the leader of the Legu clan suddenly became dull and dull.
It was as if someone had forcibly taken away the last bit of hope.
But Lin Mengya's words took a turn for the worse.
"But I can let you get back what you lost. Wouldn't it be better for you to avenge your own blood feud yourself?"
The patriarch looked at her in astonishment, his lips unable to make any sound moved uncontrollably.
She seemed to suddenly have the ability to read minds, nodded, and said to herself, "Yes, I can let you get the complete phantom Gu back."
She already had a full understanding of the power of phantom Gu after consulting ancient books and Qingzheng music.
It is said that during the time when the Le Gu clan was prosperous, a single song could summon the supreme fairyland.
Everyone who has seen it is obsessed with it, and some even become obsessed with the music for their entire lives and transform into immortals.
Of course, in her words, his life must have been taken directly by the phantom Gu.
But even so, people all over the world still highly respect phantom Gu.
Even the semi-finished products exposed by Shen Gong's men are enough to make people obsessed.
How powerful would it be if a real Le Gu person unleashed it?
The leader of Legu Clan was stunned.
He looked around anxiously and happened to find paper and pen on the table next to him.
I was immediately excited and wrote a sentence on the paper.
"Madam, can you really find the complete phantom Gu for us?"
She nodded.
Last time, she thoroughly studied the bodies of the Legu people.
As a tribe that was born to control phantom Gu, countless generations of inheritance have allowed the bodies of the Le Gu tribe to develop into the most suitable physique for controlling phantom Gu.
Even after the phantom Gu is weakened, the way they control other Gu is still using rhythm.
The clan leader was overjoyed, but he was still a little anxious.
"However, the complete secret method of phantom Gu has been lost long ago."
Lin Mengya thought for a moment and then said, "Does the patriarch know a person who is called a divine worker?"
The patriarch's eyes were full of confusion.
She felt enlightened and asked, "Does the clan leader know whether those people from your Legu clan who were captured are alive or dead now?"
At the mention of this, the head of the Legu Clan looked a little sad.
He wrote, "There was no news about the captured tribesmen afterwards, and the place where our tribe used to live in seclusion was also burned to the ground."
The current Legu clan is just hanging on.
It seems that the Le Gu tribe was really kept in the dark.
After sorting out the clues for a while, she said slowly, "Clan leader, I think it is very likely that the captured members of the Legu tribe are still alive."
When the leader of the Legu tribe heard this, he immediately Extremely excited at the moment.
"However, you'd better not have too high hopes yet.
Do you know that there is a group of people who are using phantom Gu to do some not-so-good things?"
The leader of the Le Gu clan was stunned and wrote, "This is absolutely impossible! Only the elders of our clan know the complete secret method of phantom Gu!
Even if they are not dead and are controlled by others, they will never reveal the secrets of our clan!"
"So, the phantom Gu they use is also incomplete. It can only cause some hallucinations in people. But there is one person who should know the complete secret method of phantom Gu."
"Who?" the patriarch wrote urgently.
"That divine workman."
The person is still locked up in her dungeon.
It is said that he is extremely well-behaved, but every few days he makes a fuss about drinking.
She has researched that the so-called "divine veins" are some kind of tonic for divine craftsmen.
It's just that she doesn't do business at a loss.
I would often dig up that person's secrets, exchange them for a jar of wine that was diluted almost like water, and then throw it away.
But recently, that person's requests have become more frequent.
I was really dissatisfied and wanted her to increase the concentration.
If he doesn't give it, he won't think about food and drink, and his whole body will become very depressed.
This made Lin Mengya become more vigilant.
It seems that the function of this divine vein may not be that safe.
"I want to meet him. Is it possible?"
The leader of the Legu tribe thought about it again and again before writing down the question.
Lin Mengya agreed and asked some more questions about the Legu clan.
Later, she told the other party her concerns directly.
"If they do such a thing, they are afraid that it will backfire on the Le Gu tribe in the future. After all, those who can recognize the phantom Gu must know the origin of this thing."
After all, only the Le Gu clan can control phantom Gu.
The elder of the Legu tribe sighed and wrote, "Unless we change our appearance and never reveal our identities from now on, we will eventually be misunderstood.
But if that’s the case, what’s the difference between death and death?”
There are still differences.
In her opinion, it doesn't matter whether she lives an ignoble existence or abandons the dignity of her family's motto.
The most important thing is that people can survive.
But everyone has his own ambitions, and she understands the thoughts of the leader of the Legu clan.
Just like the Gong family back then, if she didn't come back, she would probably end up like this.
Everyone has their own ambitions, and she couldn't do it reluctantly, so she could only do her best.
"alright, I got it."
Turning around, she ordered, "Go and bring the divine craftsman here, and don't reveal the identity of the leader of the Legu clan."
"yes."
Just a few months ago, Master Shen Gong, who was still regarded as a god, was now extremely haggard.
His face was as thin as a skeleton covered with only one layer of skin, and his whole person was sluggish and depressed, except for a pair of eyes with an unsettling bright gaze.
Seeing him like this, Lin Mengya couldn't help but frown.
"Haha, ma'am, it's really rare that you still remember me." As soon as he entered the door, the man said in a strange tone.
Lin Mengya didn't bother to pay attention to him and frowned slightly.
"What's going on with you?"
"I'm fine!"
Shen Gong pinched his chicken claw-like hands with a sneer on his face. .??.
"I've never felt better!"
The furrow between Lin Mengya's eyebrows deepened.
There's something wrong with this guy.
"I invited you here because I want to ask about the phantom Gu. Can you hand over the complete secret method of phantom Gu?"
She had never mentioned this matter before.
Firstly, she is not interested, and secondly, she hopes that the other party can relax their vigilance and take the initiative.
After hearing this, Shen Gong licked his pale and chapped lips with his scarlet tongue.
"Okay, but I want divine veins! I want the purest divine veins! Don't even think about sending me something mixed with water!"
The other party's reaction gave her some bad guesses.
She has seen such people, drug addicts.
Part of her research project with her mentor at the time was to help patients get rid of drug addiction through controlling the brain.
However, due to the constraints of the conditions at the time, their research was shelved in the end.
But back then, she and her teacher also went to a large drug rehabilitation hospital.
There, there are countless people who are like divine workers.
Can this divine vein also make people addicted?
"I don't have such pure divine veins. At most, I just give you a few more altars." She replied calmly.
But Shen Gong seemed a little irritable.
Those blood-red eyes stared at her.
"You're lying! I smell the divine veins on you!"
He was almost intoxicated, sniffing the alluring smell.
Lin Mengya couldn't help but feel wary.
The remaining divine veins in the old man's body are indeed in her body.
Almost subconsciously, out of an instinctive reaction to protect herself, the poison she had restrained spread throughout her body in an instant.
"Why is the taste gone?"
Shen Gong sniffed it vigorously and found that the smell had really disappeared, so he was unwilling to slump down on his seat again.
Lin Mengya breathed a sigh of relief quietly.
Unexpectedly, strange poison can cover up divine veins the taste of.
She thought about it and remembered that she had drank wine given by her uncle before.
Although I was drunk and unconscious at the time, I didn't feel anything at all afterwards.
The old man has been making wine for decades. If everyone who often drinks his wine looks like the person in front of him, then the old man will definitely no longer be able to continue doing it.
It seems that it is a problem with Shengong itself, perhaps, it is related to his so-called constitution and bloodline.
"To change or not to change?" She didn't want to continue to argue with the other party.
Shen Gong leaned lazily on the chair, curled his lips when he heard the words, and showed five fingers.
"Five jars, don't add a little water. I've drank the wine made by that old guy, you can't fool me."
Lin Mengya did not agree immediately, but looked at the other party with a half-smile.
"A jar of wine, a secret. Anyway, you have many secrets, why not tell them a few more."
She put on a nonchalant attitude.
She would like to have some wine, but this person's desire for divine veins is obviously uncontrollable.
She just felt that if things continued like this, if something happened beyond her control, it would be difficult to handle in the future.
Shen Gong glared at her fiercely.
"You fool me?"
She raised her lips and said, "Didn't you just come to my door to play with me? Come on, agree or not, I don't have that much time to spend with you!"
Shen Gong was reluctant, but unfortunately her attitude was even more determined.
At this moment, this person finally realized clearly that what she did today was just a whim.
If I don't agree, I don't know when the next opportunity will be.
"Liangtan! Otherwise, even if I die, I will never tell you!"
Faced with the opponent's cruelty, Lin Mengya said very calmly, "Just one jar and one jar, send him back. From now on, don't even give him water mixed with it without my order."
"You! How could you do this?" Shen Gong panicked and accused, "This is the condition of our cooperation. You are betraying your trust!"
"Cooperation?" Lin Mengya sneered and looked at the other party.
"The basis of cooperation is that you must be useful to me. But what use are you to me now?"
It has to be said that after Lin Mengya's intimidation, Shen Gong had already become disorganized.
He no longer had time to think about anything else and hurriedly agreed.
Although, it was with gnashing of teeth and with extreme reluctance.
Seeing that his goal was achieved, Lin Mengya didn't talk nonsense to him.
He ordered people to prepare pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and also asked people to bring a jar of wine, which he placed in front of Shen Gong.
The latter immediately opened the lid and took a deep breath of the wine as if tasting the wine.
"Write quickly."
She urged in a cold voice.
Shen Gong reluctantly closed the lid and started writing.
