Chapter 251 The Escaped Saint

  Feng Wu walked away quickly when Feng Lisheng stopped in his tracks. At this time, there were only two people embracing each other under the silent palace wall.

   Rao has already broken through the most intimate relationship, but at this moment Shen Mingjiao's sudden closeness still makes the corners of his eyes blush uncomfortably.

   "...Okay, it's getting late, shall we go back?"

  After this ordeal, Shen Mingjiao no longer felt sleepy. Pointing to the high eaves in front of her, she suggested enthusiastically:

   "The moon is shining tonight, why don't you take me to the roof, let's get some fruit wine, the lighter the drink, the more artistic conception!"

  Feng Lisheng looked at her quietly, with a clear and hoarse voice:

   "It seems that you are not sleepy at all!"

   After saying this, without waiting for the other party's reaction, he directly hugged him horizontally, and quickened his pace towards the bedroom.

  Instead of squatting on the roof at night to drink and blow the cold wind, it is better to go back early and do something beneficial to the body and mind!

  …

  The next day, Shen Mingjiao and Shen Mingjiao did not return to the palace until it was almost time for lunch.

  After noon, Eunuch Hua came to report that Cui Lingling and Qin Yan had come.

  Shen Mingjiao stood up: "Take him directly to the study in the front yard."

  When she got to the front yard, Cui Lingling and Qin Yan were already sitting there drinking tea.

  Shen Mingjiao glanced at the two of them, and found that one was sitting at the table, and the other was sitting at the door far away. Cui Lingling was peeling almonds by herself, as if Qin Yan didn't exist at all.

  Although Qin Yan was sitting upright with a calm face, he quietly looked in Cui Lingling's direction from the corner of his eye, but he never stepped forward.

  The two are clearly in conflict.

  But with Feng Lisheng present, Shen Mingjiao couldn't ask more questions. He nodded to Qin Yan as a greeting, then walked over and patted Cui Lingling on the shoulder:

   "You are the door **** at the door! Come on, go in if you have something to say."

   Pulled her to sit down opposite Feng Lisheng. "Okay, let's get down to business!"

  Feng Lisheng put down the book, as if he didn't notice the subtle atmosphere between the two.

  Cui Lingling took the lead and said: "His Royal Highness Su Wang, you asked our Red Lotus Sect to investigate the matter about the Wuzhai in southern Xinjiang, and you have basically found out."

  Feng Lisheng took a piece of rice paper: "Madam Qin, please tell me."

   "Shenwu Village is the mysterious village built in the deep mountains south of Miaojiang that I mentioned before. As far as I know, the people in that village are very strange, and almost no one has ever left the village.

Afterwards, I wrote to my master. According to the master, the stockade has existed for hundreds of years. Over the years, due to various secular disputes and other reasons, Miaojiang has experienced several disputes, large and small. Some of Miao Jiang's voodoo inheritance gradually declined.

  As for Shenwu Village, because of the terrain and other reasons, the clansmen basically did not leave the village. It has been unknown to outsiders all these years, so many ancient witchcrafts have survived, and this naturally includes the secret medicine of southern Xinjiang, Cone Soul.

  According to the investigation of the people in southern Xinjiang, the people in the village are very sinister, and their Gu skills are very powerful.

   But maybe it’s been too long since they’ve escaped from the world. The people in the village are stubborn and pedantic. They believe in some kind of **** and witch. Every twenty years, a girl who is the best in Gu skills and other aspects will be selected as the saint in the village. When the girl reaches the age of twenty, the people in the village will set up an altar and sacrifice the girl's blood in order to resurrect the goddess and witch. "

  Cui Lingling's tone was full of sarcasm and disgust. People with a little bit of civilized thinking would feel disgusted when they heard that living people were used as sacrifices.

"Twenty years ago, Xu Shi, who was chosen at that time, was unwilling to reconcile with her fate, and fled down the mountain without telling her family. Over the years, the people of Shenwu Village have been searching everywhere, but they have never found it. If we say The person who poisoned Qin Yan and Fang Weiwei at that time, whoever is most suspected is probably the missing saint."

  Feng Lisheng lowered his eyes and asked, "Is there a portrait?"

  Cui Lingling nodded. Take out two scrolls from the bundle you brought:

"It's also a coincidence that Shenwu Village has been looking for people these years, so naturally there are portraits left, but to be on the safe side, I asked the people in Miaojiang to use some means to start with a marginal figure in Shenwu Village. Through the description of that person, the person draws a portrait."

  The scroll unfolded, and one of the chapters was a bit old, with blurred lines and stiff characters.

  The other one is much clearer and more vivid. The woman in the portrait has an oval face, a small chin,

  From Shen Mingjiao's point of view, the woman is not particularly beautiful, but belongs to the soft and weak white flower type.

  Nowadays women regard thinness as their beauty. There are quite a lot of girls with this kind of appearance and temperament. Besides, twenty years have passed. Where can I find them!

  Feng Lisheng frowned. For some reason, looking at the woman on the drawing paper, he had an inexplicably strange sense of familiarity.

  Although he can't claim to have a photographic memory, as long as he has met people, he can basically remember them.

  He shared his feelings with several people, and Shen Mingjiao held his chin and thought for a while:

   "Twenty years ago, you were only under five years old. It doesn't rule out that you saw it at that time. After all, your memory has always been against the sky."

  Cui Lingling said: "It doesn't necessarily mean that you have met the person. Maybe you have met the other party's children."

   Such discussions obviously came to no avail, Feng Lisheng accepted the portrait, and thanked Cui Lingling earnestly.

  Cui Lingling waved her hand: "The Red Lotus Sect only provides information for the royal family. Since His Highness is holding the token, the Red Lotus Sect must accept this task."

  While several people were talking, Qin Yan sat quietly by the side, and occasionally glanced at Cui Lingling from the corner of his eye, but the other party never looked at him, as if he was a stranger.

  A look of disappointment flashed across Qin Yan's eyes very quickly, but it never lasted. Then he regained his calmness and indifference.

   At this time, Feng Lisheng turned his head and looked over: "The man you sent here has a very hard mouth, and he can't pry it open with torture. But the princess has learned some hypnosis recently, so I can give it a try."

   After finishing speaking, he stood up and walked out. As for Shen Mingjiao's ability to hypnotize, there is no need to deliberately conceal it.

   As I said before, there are not no people who can hypnotize nowadays, but most of them need to rely on external objects or psychological hints, etc., but Shen Mingjiao does not need these at all.

  But outsiders don't know this, and they only think that what she knows is ordinary hypnosis.