Ying Wuque's acting skills are flawless, even when faced with Sima Kongming, the chief arrester of the Six Doors, he didn't notice a single flaw.
This kind of acting has been separated from the element of "acting". It is not only about controlling one's expression, but also the mental fluctuations will be changed due to drastic changes in emotions.
When he was young, at his mother's funeral, that was the first time Ying Wuque realized that he was different.
In the mourning hall where cries were everywhere, with no trace of sadness on his face, he was severely injured by a slap from Ying Tianhong. However, what frightened him more than this slap was the gazes of everyone.
That kind of incompatibility with the whole world, that kind of look like looking at a monster, made him deeply aware that this difference was a disaster for him.
He has no understanding of family, love, or friendship, but he still has emotions, but all of them are pinned on the red sleeve knife of dusk and drizzle that accompanied him when he grew up.
From that day on, he learned to observe, learn to disguise, and learned to show corresponding emotional changes in different situations.
Even in order to prove that he is a normal person, he deliberately expresses his personality in a more public way, and seems to enjoy the praise and admiration of others.
Gradually everyone forgot about the little figure standing in the mourning hall with a cold look in his eyes.
They only know that the young master of the Knife Making Hall, Ying Wuque, is a pompous and high-spirited young man.
Day after day, year after year, this kind of acting has become a habit in Ying Wuque's life. Just like breathing, he will show the most appropriate emotional changes at different moments.
Therefore, he is the most filial son, the most reliable brother, the most well-behaved brother, the most trustworthy friend, and the husband who most looks forward to spending a lifetime together.
But only Ying Wuque himself knows that there is always no trace of warmth in the depths of his eyes that reveal joy, sorrow, sorrow, or happiness.
When he opened his eyes, the night had passed.
Sima Kongming also stayed by his side for the whole night, but in the same short night, he had already discovered all Ying Wuque's actions after leaving the Palace of Ten Thousand Poisons.
The slightest hint of subconscious doubt about it was dispelled.
"My dear nephew, I have helped you recover most of your injuries, and you need to take care of the rest by yourself."
Ying Wuwei nodded, but his eyes were still a little dull.
"My dear nephew, what are you going to do next?"
Seeing such Ying Wuque made Sima Kongming a little disappointed, but thinking about the news about the deep relationship between father and son that he heard in the knife-making hall, he felt that his request was too harsh at this moment.
No one dislikes an emotional person. At least they are inherently worthy of more trust than those who are unsympathetic.
After hearing Sima Kongming's question, Ying Wuque opened his mouth and said:
"First go back to the Knife Forging Hall and inform the First Elder that something unexpected may have happened to my father and the Second Elder, and then..."
Then he suddenly became silent, and the sadness was forcibly suppressed by him. The light representing sensibility and rationality in his eyes kept alternating. After a long period of silence, Ying Wuque bit his lower lip and quietly clenched his hands that were originally relaxed.
"My dear nephew, it seems that you have understood your situation clearly."
Sima Kongming's eyes were filled with admiration. If the other party was an impulsive person, half of his planned plan would fail, and the second best option would have more variables for him.
So he hopes to see a better side of Ying Wuque.
In Ying Wuque's mind, he remembered his last private meeting with Qin Fan in the Ten Thousand Poison Palace.
At that time, the general direction had been set, but in order to ensure nothing went wrong, the details began to be further elaborated.
Mainly because Qin Fan told him how to make Sima Kongming think he could dominate everything and embark on the route he had set long ago.
At this moment, time seemed to have returned to the past, and Qin Fan was standing in front of him and asked.
"What will Sima Kongming do when he learns that Ying Tianhong and others are dead?"
"Investigation Verification."
"No, time is the most important thing to him. Finding out the true situation is what he must do, but his priority can only be ranked second."
"Then I should..."
"After he listens to the story you told, he needs enough time to think about the changes that Ying Tianhong's death will bring to the Forging Knife Hall, and to think about the possible omissions in his plan.
So what you have to do is give him time, rather than letting him make a random arrangement for you without having time to think about it.
Then the period of coma due to excessive grief is just right.”
For this reason, Ying Wuque prepared a lot of preparations, which were the injuries left in Huang Tiangui's body.
"What about when I wake up?"
"With Sima Kongming's wisdom, he will definitely realize your usefulness, but the first branch and the first difficulty is whether your performance is worth the risks he faces.
I still remember that you told me before that Sima Kongming could choose Gui Qiuge, but now you should have understood that this option itself is actually his helpless last choice."
"Well, the Great Elder's realm is also that of a late Grand Master. Coupled with his equally strong character, he is almost equivalent to another father.
However, due to his father's recklessness, major omissions occurred before the plan even started, which would bring a considerable psychological shadow to Sima Kongming.
In addition, given his character, he definitely wants to control everything by himself if possible, especially his father's failure, which makes him feel that only he can ensure the smooth progress of this game.
So unless my performance is too poor, then he will definitely choose me."
"Very good, now it depends on whether you can survive his test."
When time returned to the present, Ying Wuque was already half-kneeling in front of Sima Kongming and said:
"Senior, please save me!"
"Save you? Instead of teaching you?" A flash of surprise flashed in Sima Kongming's eyes.
Ying Wuque looked solemn and said:
"Senior, our Sword Forging Hall has always respected the strong. Without the protection of my father, even though I am pretty good in terms of my own strength, I will inevitably receive some criticism because I occupy the important position of Young Hall Master.
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In addition, my father and the second elder are likely to encounter unexpected events, and I am the only one with the weakest strength to come back alive. Based on this alone, I may be targeted by the first elder."
"Take advantage of the opportunity to target? What to target you for?" Sima Kongming said calmly.
A trace of struggle flashed in Ying Wuque's eyes, and then he took a deep breath and said:
"A swordsman should move forward bravely, but I retreated early in the middle of the road. This behavior may not be a big deal in the eyes of other forces, but it is a shame in my sword-making hall.
In addition, my identity has blocked the way for other elders to become the hall master, so based on this alone, it is very likely that I will be dealt with directly after returning to the Knife Forging Hall!"
Sima Kongming frowned. He knew the traditions of the Knife Forging Hall very well. The first was the elimination system at the end, where the weakest ones would have their skills abolished and be expelled from the sect.
This approach is quite cruel, even compared to some evil sects who are not willing to make any concessions.
But there is no doubt that because of this system, there are many middle-level masters in the Knife Building Hall, which has gradually developed an extremely strong worship of the strong.
So for Ying Wuque's situation, although he had received permission from his father, if he came back with Ying Tianhong, nothing would happen.
The key is that he is the only one left. Judging from his behavior alone, he is a cowardly deserter.
At the same time, Sima Kongming also remembered the conversation between the two yesterday.
"Under those circumstances, if you were determined to stay, Brother Ying would have agreed. To be honest, you were indeed afraid of that war."
At this moment, he recalled the pained look on Ying Wuque's face, which was probably a sign of hatred for his own timidity.
At this moment, Ying Wuque lowered his head, blood was dripping from the gaps between his clenched fingers, and his body was trembling.
He did not answer Sima Kongming, but his performance said everything.
Seeing this, Sima Kongming knelt down, patted Ying Wuque's shoulder, and said comfortingly:
"My dear nephew, you have never participated in such a large-scale war, especially you have never experienced the sorrow of losing human life. In addition, you are not yet thirty years old, so it is inevitable that you will behave like this.
But the trouble is, I understand your situation, and many people in the world will agree with your decision at that time, but because of your presence in the Knife Forging Hall, you cannot get the understanding you deserve."
"Senior...save me..." At this moment, Ying Wuque was like holding on to the last life-saving straw. He raised his head and his eyes were filled with the desire to survive.
A flash of pride flashed through the depths of Sima Kongming's childish eyes. This matter was a good handle for him. Now he felt that Tui Ying Wuque's plan to ascend to the top was far better than his cooperation with Gui Qiuge.
The big picture.
After all, after learning that Ying Tianhong and the second elder died in the battle at Ten Thousand Poison Palace, Gui Qiuge would probably give up the original plan and choose to preserve the strength of the Sword Forging Hall.
But it's not enough now. The purpose of the handle is to threaten the opponent at critical moments.
Now he faces Ying Wuque as a senior who cares for the younger generation, so rather than using some overly strong methods, he wants to make Ying Wuque willingly become his puppet!
"Good nephew, your father and I hit it off instantly, and we have become sworn friends in private, but because of our identity as the chief arrester of these six sects, we have not made it public.
You are my brother's son, so I will naturally treat you as my son, so I will protect your life!"
"Senior!" Ying Wuque's face was full of gratitude, almost pinning all his hopes for life on Sima Kongming.
Sima Kongming suddenly looked upright and said:
"Isn't it a little too unfamiliar to call me senior now?"
"Then should I call you uncle?"
Just when Sima Kongming was about to accept this title, he saw Ying Wuque holding up the already cold teacup beside him with a serious expression and said:
"Now I sincerely ask you to worship me as your adoptive father. In the future, you should treat your adoptive father as you would my father!"
Then he raised his hands high and knelt down to worship!
Seeing this scene, Sima Kongming was a little confused, and then said ecstatically:
"Okay, okay, I will accept you as my adopted son!"
When he saw that Sima Kongming didn't care about the coldness of the tea and drank it all in one gulp, Ying Wuque kowtowed several times.
Then he was helped up by Sima Kongming, and the two people looked at each other with more intimacy in their eyes.
"Father, this etiquette will be completed when we return to the Knife Forging Hall. Then under the witness of the great elder, we can ensure that the foster father can continue to fulfill his father's last wish without being interfered by others."
"Oh?" Sima Kongming glanced at Ying Wuque in surprise, "It seems that your father told you a lot about the Qianlong List."
Ying Wuque shook his head and said:
"Not much, just because I needed to represent the Knife Forging Hall in the war, my father told me some of the situations.
But what I know clearly is that completing this game should be my father’s last wish, and for this I will not hesitate to die in pieces!”
"Yes, Brother Ying's life is not in vain if he has a filial son like you."
Now Sima Kongming is completely satisfied with the correspondence. He has a handle to hold his pigtails, and a reason for him to cooperate with him willingly. In addition, his identity as a foster father is enough to make him no longer have any worries.
Just looking at Ying Wuque's filial piety to his father and his outstanding talent, even if he is not as good as the new Daozi, he is still better than 99% of the young people in the world.
At this moment, Sima Kongming actually had the idea of nurturing him as his biological son.
"We will talk about the Qianlong Bang situation later. Now we need you to return to the Sword Forging Hall and take charge of everything smoothly."
"Can this... be done?" Ying Wuque's hesitation at this time greatly enhanced the confidence of Sima Kongming, who was the first adoptive father.
"My son has underestimated his father. Some troubles that you think of can be solved by his father.
Even though the Sword Forging Hall upholds the idea that the strong is supreme, your father's influence still remains, not to mention that you, the young master, have a very high prestige among the younger generation of disciples.
In fact, when all is said and done, it's just the old guys who are in trouble.
You have a day off today, and you and your father will go meet them tomorrow, there is such a group of rude men and you are afraid that they will rebel!"
Compared to ensuring that Ying Wuque is under his control, dealing with Gui Qiuge and others is a trivial matter.
Sima Kongming's methods and wisdom are not weak. This means that even if he is beaten to death, he can't think of it. Ying Wuque can join forces with the enemy who killed his father without changing his expression, and he can still feel relieved and choose to fight with his father after killing his father.
Qin Fan who cooperated.
Then Ying Wuque raised his hands and said:
"My child, please obey your father's instructions!"
"Okay!" Sima Kongming laughed loudly. This new experience made him quite satisfied. Now he is 100% confident that he can grasp the situation perfectly and control the Knife Forging Hall with his identity.
It's just that he couldn't see his perfect limbs and the invisible puppet threads wrapped around his body. Under the control of a figure hidden in the darkness, he was performing the play that had been planned long ago.
At this moment, Ying Wuque's eyes showed admiration for Sima Kongming, and his face showed the relief after letting go of all worries.
It's just that it's so perfect, so perfect that the corners of her mouth raised when she smiles are just right, so perfect that her stretched brows don't even have a trace of wrinkles, and so perfect that every movement is like a designed dummy.
‘The second step was successful.’ There was suddenly a hint of emotion in the depths of Ying Wuque’s eyes that shouldn’t have appeared, which was awe for Qin Fan, the manipulator behind the scenes.