After a long time, Feng Ziqing woke up from meditation and saw that the round-faced young man was still recovering from meditation, and he had some idea of the speed of soul recovery.
One word, slower.
Feng Ziqing was also a little scared at this time. If it weren't for the white sound of copper bells protecting his body, which greatly reduced the damage caused by the soul element to his soul consciousness, otherwise he would not be a match for the person in front of him. The soul element attack was indeed terrifying.
Alas, I have to wait until the sixth mirror to learn the techniques in the Mirror Soul Thunder Chapter. It’s so difficult.
Feng Ziqing sighed secretly, and then remembered that the man picked a lotus flower to heal his wounds, and he couldn't help but be curious. Does this lotus flower have the effect of repairing soul consciousness?
He walked to the edge of the pond and leaned in front of the lotus. He looked left and right. Apart from the feeling of closeness to the lotus, he couldn't feel anything else at all, so he had to shake his head and give up.
"Want it?" A voice suddenly sounded.
Feng Ziqing's heart trembled, and he rolled his eyes without looking back. This man was really silent, relying on his own soul body, which was amazing.
"I said, I came here just to ask a few questions. I have nothing else to ask for. There is no need to test me anymore. I just feel close to these lotus flowers, so I couldn't help but look at them a few more times."
"Getting close?" The round-faced young man was a little confused.
Feng Ziqing hummed, walked around the pond, and asked casually: "Have you recovered? Can you answer my question?"
The round-faced young man swung his sleeves, curled his lips and said, "Ask, tell me as much as you can."
Feng Ziqing nodded with satisfaction and asked: "Those people who left your place will suffer varying degrees of mental trauma as soon as they leak any information about this place. Is it your masterpiece?"
The round-faced young man raised his chin and said, "Nonsense, of course it was done by me. I just made some soul mark in their soul sea. It is a small trick, not worth mentioning. This place is quite strange, so it cannot be known to the outside world.
What’s so strange about this place, I can’t tell you what’s so strange about it.”
"It's okay. I'm not here for this. I'm just asking out of curiosity." Feng Ziqing slowly walked outside the pavilion, looked at the two old futons on the ground, thought for a while, and asked: "Why are you alone?
Want two futons?”
The round-faced young man's expression darkened, he was silent for a moment, and then suddenly said: "Can you not say anything?"
Feng Ziqing was stunned, it seemed that this man also had a story, but now was not the time to drink, so he continued to ask a few casual questions, which the round-faced young man answered patiently.
"Hey, I said, Mr. Feng, you came here just to ask me a few meaningless questions, right?" The round-faced young man's patience seemed to have reached its limit.
Feng Ziqing chuckled and said, "Isn't this just to lighten the atmosphere? After all, I just came up and asked directly because I was afraid that you would hide something if you were still angry."
The round-faced young man rolled his eyes and said, "Bored." Then the alertness in his expression seemed to be reduced a bit.
Feng Ziqing smiled, it's useful and not boring.
He said seriously: "You are a member of the royal family, so your surname is Ming. The few questions I want to ask are also about Ming. He is my elder and is kind to me. I am here to accept his deathbed
My last words asked me to inquire about a person’s news.”
"Who are you asking for news from?" the round-faced young man replied casually, leaning against the pillars of the pavilion.
"Before inquiring about this person, I want to know something about my elder."
The round-faced young man snorted, "That's annoying, just ask."
Feng Ziqing already understood the temperament of the round-faced young man, but now that he had others to ask for, he could only endure it for the time being.
"He should also be a member of the royal family of your Ziluo Kingdom, but for some unknown reason, he left his hometown many years ago and followed the guide to the Wenlin Kingdom of Xiliu Yuzhou alone, where he served as the last mountain guard until his death.
"
Feng Ziqing is not worried that this will reveal his origin. The man in front of him has been trapped here for many years and has little contact with outsiders. In addition, he has a bad temper and does not like to talk to others. Naturally, he will not mention anything about him to others.
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"The guide? The mountain guard? And you went to Xiliu Yuzhou alone?" The round-faced young man's eyes widened, full of doubts, "When did a member of my royal family have such a talent? Why did he want to
Go far away?"
Feng Ziqing sighed in his heart, and it seemed that he didn't know the old god Ming. He looked up at the night sky and replied casually: "I don't know, he only said that he had made a big mistake, so he became a mountain guard.
People, to atone for their sins, and nothing else.”
The round-faced young man suddenly stood up straight and his eyes became sharp, "You said he made a big mistake and left Xizhou because he wanted to atone for his sins?"
Feng Ziqing was stunned for a moment, and then he felt happy. Could it be that this person knew something!?
"Yes, that's what he told me. I think he didn't want to mention anything else. Maybe it was because the past was too sad, so he didn't ask more."
The round-faced young man frowned and tried to control his fists. His expression seemed a little nervous and hesitant. Finally, he gritted his teeth and asked, "What's the name of your elder?"
Feng Ziqing was a little uncertain about the round-faced young man's reaction, but still replied: "His name is Minggan, Langgan's Gan."
"What! Minggan!" The round-faced young man looked so disbelieving that he yelled out.
Feng Ziqing was even more confused and asked: "Yes, his name is Minggan. Does senior know him?"
The round-faced young man quickly walked out of the pavilion and began to walk around the pond. As he walked, he kept muttering: "Impossible, impossible, there is no such coincidence."
He circled faster and faster, and gradually became an afterimage. Suddenly, he steadied his body and asked Feng Ziqing again: "Are you sure his name is Minggan!?"
Feng Ziqing nodded without knowing why.
The round-faced young man immediately ran into rage after hearing this. He yelled and started running around in the backyard as if he was crazy.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Feng Ziqing was stunned. Isn't it just a name that can make you go crazy? How bad-tempered you are.
Then the words of the round-faced young man would be heard throughout the backyard from time to time, "Impossible, absolutely impossible."
After an unknown amount of time, the round-faced young man finally calmed down, seemingly due to exhaustion. Dragging his tired body, he slowly walked up to Feng Ziqing and said in a hoarse voice, "I am Minggan."
The wind is light and it feels like being struck by lightning in an instant!