Although Luo Jinyan said that he would not let Luo Junyao take care of this matter, in fact he still couldn't resist Luo Junyao and took her over.
Luo Junyao thought, maybe every wealthy family has such a similar place, right?
Because Luo Yun and his son are away from home all year round, it is obvious that the Luo family's dungeon is rarely used.
It's quite clean inside, and apart from being a little cold and damp, there's almost nothing scary about it.
Luo Jinxing was very puzzled that Luo Jinyan brought his sister to such a place, but he could never resist his brother, so he had to keep Luo Junyao by his side.
Before entering the dungeon, he never gave up trying to persuade Luo Junyao to give up this trip to the dungeon.
Luo Junyao was deeply moved by his second brother's love and concern, and then firmly rejected him.
Luo Jinxing was very sad about this.
My sister is disobedient.
The innermost room of the dungeon was brightly lit, and three people were locked inside.
The three of them were locked in cages in three corners of the room. Luo Junyao saw the cripple Shen Lingxiang mentioned at a glance.
Under the bright firelight, it was a middle-aged man in his fifties with sallow complexion and skinny bones.
He did not sit on the floor like the other two roommates, but stood.
Because he was lame in one leg, he could not stand completely straight even if he held on to the railings of the cage. One shoulder was still high and the other low, which was very conspicuous.
But it is obvious that he is from the Central Plains.
It is not the appearance of people from the border areas of Dasheng, but the obvious features of people from the hinterland of the Central Plains of Dasheng.
He was obviously stunned for a moment when he saw the three young men and women walking in, and then his eyes fell on Luo Jinxing's face.
Luo Jinyan and Luo Junyao followed his gaze and looked at Luo Jinxing. Luo Jinxing was puzzled by the three people, and touched his forehead and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Are you Luo Yun's son?!" the lame man said.
"You know my father." Luo Jinyan and Luo Junyao said in unison.
Three voices sounded almost at the same time, and the dungeon was silent for a moment.
In terms of appearance, Luo Jinyan resembles his mother, and Luo Jinxing resembles his father.
This person could identify Luo Jinxing at a glance. His eyes were not like those of an ordinary spy. It was obvious that this person knew Luo Yun.
"Are you also the children of Luo Yun?" The lame man looked at Luo Jinyan and Luo Junyao, nodded after a moment and said, "Yes, Luo Yun has two sons and a daughter, you are the Luo Junyao."
Luo Junyao waved to him and said with a smile: "Old man, can you tell us who you are?"
"Old man?" The man was stunned, then quickly looked down at himself and sneered: "Do you think I will tell you?"
Luo Junyao said: "If you don't tell me, we can find out, it just takes a little more effort. Uncle, do you think someone will force their way into the general's mansion to save you?"
The man's face changed slightly, and he looked at Luo Junyao with a dark and fierce look.
Luo Jun looked at him without hesitation, as if the look in his eyes that almost made ordinary women feel creepy was just ordinary in her eyes.
After a long while, I heard the man laugh and say: "Luo Yun's daughter is quite courageous. What you said is completely different from her."
Luo Junyao smiled and said, "Is she my cousin Lingxiang you are talking about?"
"It's really because of her!" the man said coldly, with a hint of regret in his tone.
Luo Jinyan next to him suddenly said: "You were arrested by me last night. Do you know why I came to see you now?"
"What do you want to say?" The man stared at Luo Jinyan and said warily.
Although they were all meeting for the first time, Luo Yun, the seemingly gentlest of the three children, was the one who made him feel most wary.
Luo Jinyan said: "I'm checking to see what... this is."
The man's eyes fell on Luo Jinyan's right hand and saw that he was playing with a simple pendant in his hand.
His gloomy eyes shrank, staring at Luo Jinyan and saying: "What did you do to her?"
Luo Jinyan turned his head and thought for a moment, then smiled lightly and said, "Do you think... I snatched this thing from Shen Lingxiang?"
The man didn't answer, he obviously thought so.
He believed that Shen Lingxiang was accidentally followed when she went out to see him, and was then imprisoned by the Luo family, who forcibly took the thing away from her.
Not entirely right, but not entirely wrong either.
Luo Junyao said with a smile: "No, old man. This is what cousin Lingxiang gave to my eldest brother. Cousin Lingxiang has not been locked up. She will marry Mr. Xuanyu in a few days. She got this opportunity with this pendant. Of."
Luo Junyao spoke seriously, telling half truths and half lies.
"What?" The few muscles on the man's sallow face twitched and twisted, making him look even more terrifying.
He grabbed the cage made of fine iron with both hands and patted it hard twice, "She gave it to you on her own initiative?!"
The other two people in the cell were also startled by him. The alien man just looked at him coldly, but the honest boy shrank even more into the corner in fright.
Luo Jinyan neither affirmed nor denied, but smiled lightly and said, "Do you think I won't be able to find out who you are if you don't tell me?"
The man was silent, and Luo Jinyan chuckled, as if he was mocking him for not wanting to die until he reached the Yellow River.
"Shen Han. Since you are dead, you should not come back to life."
"you!"
Luo Jinyan said: "You may have forgotten that I met you back then. I was already eleven years old at that time."
Although the appearance of the person in front of me has changed so much that it is difficult to remember him just by looking at his appearance.
But with some other clues, I can remember it if I think about it carefully.
This man was none other than Shen Lingxiang's biological father, Shen Han, who was exiled to the border ten years ago for dereliction of duty and later reportedly died of illness.
He has obviously not been living well these past few years. He looks like he has passed his destiny, but in fact this man is only thirty-eight years old now.
The lame man - Shen Han sneered and said: "So it's you."
I did meet Luo Jinyan more than ten years ago. It was when he went all the way to visit Luo Yun at the border. At that time, Luo Yun was on the front line, and in the not-so-big general's house, the man in charge was this kid who was only in his early ten years.
Although there was nothing rude about the other party, he just couldn't like her.
Luo Jinyan, who was still a child, could not disguise himself with a gentle appearance as perfectly as he does now. Even though he tried his best to act mature and polite, Shen Han still felt a sense of displeasure at being looked down upon.
Because of this, Shen Han's memory of this incident is quite profound.
Thinking of this incident, Shen Han became more wary of Luo Jinyan.
The young man in front of me was very difficult to deal with when he was eleven years old, let alone now?
"So what if you know my identity?"
Shen Han said coldly, "If you want to kill me or cut me into pieces, it's up to you. Don't even think of asking me anything!"
Luo Jinyan said calmly: "People from all sides have arranged spies in the capital, such as the Qing of Crossing the River, and I don't think you play an important role in it. If you insist, I will execute you as a fugitive. In comparison, I am This one is more interested."
As he spoke, Luo Jinyan had already turned to look at the foreigner with long black hair and slightly curly hair on the other side of the cell.
Shen Han's expression froze for a moment, and the feeling of punching nothing was obviously not a good feeling.
The foreigner was really good-looking, and there was a mark on his cheekbone that looked like both writing and painting.
Seeing everyone looking at him, he immediately showed a smile that was customary for businessmen to greet him, and said in very standard Dasheng Mandarin: "This... Mr. Luo, did you misunderstand something? I am just an honest businessman. , I have been here for seven or eight years, and Miss Luo Er has also seen me. I have never done anything I shouldn't have done."
Luo Jinyan said: "Really? Someone told me...you and him often meet secretly."
The man said innocently: "How is that possible? I...have indeed seen him. This gentleman's appearance looks very impressive. Plus, time has not passed too long, so I probably still remember some of it."
Luo Jinyan asked: "When did you see him?"
The man thought for a while and said: "At the beginning of this year or the end of last year?"
"You are from Rouran." Luo Jinyan suddenly asked an irrelevant question.
"What?" Even that man was stunned. It took him a while to react, and he said with a smile: "Young master, I'm afraid I'm mistaken. I'm from Shanling and have nothing to do with Rouran. Rouran... isn't it many years ago?" Was the clan exterminated before?"
Luo Jinyan said calmly: "The marks on your face are modified ancient characters of the Qi people, and only the royal family of the Qi people will use them. Only the royal family of the Qi people will print their own names on their slaves to show their ownership. You The words on the face translated into Dasheng characters are - Bai Feng. If I remember correctly, the totem of Bai Jingrong of the Qi tribe is a white phoenix."
"But the Qi people mark their slaves on their foreheads. Only the warriors of the Rouran tribe who passed down the generations will tattoo their family's emblem on your position. The Rouran people's tattoos have special potions that cannot be completely washed off. Your The color of the tattoo is different from that of ordinary Qi slaves. It was because they were forced to cover up the original tattoo. You suffered a lot because of this, right?"
Luo Jinyan looked at him calmly and said, "You are a prisoner of war who survived the genocide in Rouran."
The man's face suddenly darkened, he stared at Luo Jinyan and said sullenly: "Master Luo is really knowledgeable and knowledgeable. He even knows many ancient characters that the Qi people don't know." Except for criminals, ordinary people from the Central Plains would not go there. He has tattoos on his face, but many foreigners have such a custom. In addition, he usually pays attention to decoration. Most people will only regard this as a pattern and think it is the custom of his tribe, and will not think that this is some ancient writing.
Luo Jinyan said: "I once heard that although Rouran was weak, she would rather bend than bend. When the Qi people exterminated her clan, she would rather die in battle than surrender. But I didn't expect that there are still people alive, and this person can willingly take the place of the Qi people. Serve your life. When Rouran was exterminated, you were no longer young, right?"
"What do you know!" the man said sternly.
Luo Jinyan was a little disappointed: "I don't have to understand. Since you have Bai Jingrong's mark on your face, she still sent you to Shangyong Lai, which shows that she doesn't take you seriously. It seems that this harvest is unlikely to satisfy me. Already."
It is true that not many people know the ancient writings of the Qi people, but it does not mean that there are absolutely none.
Who knows if there will be a few people in Yonghuang City who have nothing to do to study these things?
If that person knew more about the Qi people, or had a few more friends who knew the Qi people, there is no guarantee that his identity would be exposed at any time.
So, what exactly does that crazy woman Bai Jingrong want to do by bringing these overt and covert spies to Yonglai?
Although it is inevitable that spies from all sides are lurking in the dark, isn't the frequency of this happening too high recently?
There must be a monster when something goes wrong, but it seems to be intentional.
So, what exactly does Bai Jingrong want to do?
Luo Jinyan had never met Bai Jingrong, but that didn't stop him from hearing about Bai Jingrong at the border since he was a child.
Therefore, Luo Jinyan would never regard Bai Jingrong as a weak woman who simply used sex to seduce others and had to rely on the Qi people to survive.
Although there are many detailed works in Shangyong Fangfang, it has been relatively low-key these years. Now that it is suddenly so active, something must be happening.
