Chapter 45: Suspicion shrouds Southern Xinjiang

The number of pedestrians on the street gradually decreased. Dark clouds rolled in and heavy rain poured down. Water soon accumulated on the ground, and splashes of water appeared as people ran.

There were chaotic footsteps and rumbling thunders. Shen Sinian and Lin Junhuai quickly returned to the inn using Qinggong, asked for two superior rooms, and both took a hot bath before meeting in Shen Sinian's room.

Lin Junhuai put his hands behind his back and took a step forward with the aura of a rich man. Shen Sinian didn't even look up at him, but just wiped his wet long hair with a towel.

"Why did you come to Southern Xinjiang?"

Facing his doubts, Lin Junhuai sat down and poured himself a cup of tea. He took a sip and said softly, "You should remember that when we first met, I was chased by a group of black-clad men controlled by insects. This time I came here to investigate this matter."

"I can't tell whether it was the Yin Yang family's instruction or the work of some other faction in Southern Xinjiang, but how can I, the Mohist family, be bullied?"

At that time, the young man's youthful brows were filled with a sense of vastness and majesty. Shen Sinian suddenly glimpsed the giant who wielded a sword and controlled the clouds many years later.

The leader of the Mohist school is called "Juzi"

Lin Junhuai is now the young master of the Mohist School and is still in the training stage. Once his strength is sufficient to break through all the tests of the Mohist School, he will officially become a giant and the leader of the Mohist School.

Although you can tell from watching him struggling that he relies on his cute looks and is rarely serious about his work, don't forget that he will eventually become a big shot. The heart beneath his cute appearance is strong and loving.

Shen Sinian's eyes were gloomy. Without him saying anything, Lin Junhuai knew that the other party must have come to investigate the matter of Wu Gu on behalf of Emperor Jing.

Using a insect to manipulate an emperor like a puppet and almost destroying the entire country, Nanjiang Chess made a risky move, but now that the plan has been exposed, how could Emperor Jing let it go?

The image of the man swiftly cutting off the heads of ten people to take out the parasites appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but shudder. At least he felt that now that Emperor Jing had no place to vent his anger, it was hard to say whether Southern Xinjiang could withstand it.

Shen Sinian pondered for a moment, then spoke cautiously, "Do you know if there is any power in the Southern Xinjiang royal family whose names are replaced by numbers? For example, No. 1, No. 2, and No. 3."

Lin Junhuai chuckled: "Then this matter..."

Shen Sinian waited earnestly for his sequel.

"I really don't know."

“…”

Don't breathe for half a day, and don't say a word.

As expected, I still want to beat him up.

Lin Junhuai looked out the window and saw that the sky had cleared up. The rainstorm came and went quickly, the dark clouds dispersed and a rainbow appeared. If it weren't for the waterlogged ground and the air filled with the scent of soil, one would almost doubt whether it had rained at all.

He found a pen and ink and wrote something on a piece of white paper. Then he took out a palm-sized mechanical bird from his sleeve, rolled up the paper and stuffed it into the small long tube on the bird's leg.

The mechanical bird is exquisitely crafted and looks lifelike. Lin Junhuai stood by the window and patted its head, and soon a slight sound of gears turning was heard from it.

The wings began to flap, and the bird seemed to be alive and ready to fly.

"Little guy, let the bored guy check it out for me."

The bird flapped its wings and flew away, making Shen Sinian jealous.

The Mohist mechanical technique is not passed on to outsiders, and others cannot learn its essence. This convenient thing is rarely circulated on the market. There are many imitations made by some merchants, but the imitations have poor flight endurance and are easy to break. They will fall from the sky after flying for a short time.

Lin Junhuai smiled and said, "You want it?"

Shen Sinian knew at first sight that he had no good intentions, so he just thanked him for what had just happened and then remained silent.

Jin Yuanbao wanted to show off but no one bought it. He muttered, "I can't give it to you even if you want it. Otherwise, you can lend it to Buddha and Brother Xiaolin, and I will become an informant, right?"

"I want to give it to her myself and let her use it only with me."

The miser was extremely shrewd and saw through everything.

Shen Sinian: “…”

I don't know how you can be so familiar with me even though we've only met once?

"Okay, let's get down to business. What are you going to do next? There are many mysteries in southern Xinjiang, and various forces are mixed together..."

He paused and stared blankly out the window.

Shen Sinian followed his gaze and saw three people shrouded in white hoods. They were walking hurriedly, and one could vaguely see silver hair hanging from their temples through their wide hats.

They are from the Snowland.

The people from the Snow Region also took action.

Shen Sinian frowned. The situation was more serious than he thought. The young man leaning against the window crossed his arms and asked seriously, "Can you trust me?"

Lin Junhuai smiled slowly, raised his hand and swore: "Our goal is the same, and what we do will not hurt Emperor Jing in the slightest."

Shen Sinian still trusted the Mohist school no matter what it was like. He whispered, "The young lady of the general's mansion is looking for a personal guard recently. I plan to apply for the position."

Lin Jun stroked his chin and thought, "This identity is extremely good. The General's Mansion is the most powerful force under the King of Southern Xinjiang, and it has direct and frequent contact with the royal family. But I won't go. Let's act separately."

He actually wanted to go and play, but...

Shen Sinian: "With your martial arts skills, you can't be selected."

Lin Junhuai: “…”

Damn, so angry!

He was also very unhappy with this calm and gentle young man.

Compared to Shen Sinian, the head of the Shen family who has specialized in martial arts since childhood, the young master of the Mo family, who is obsessed with studying mechanical techniques, has martial arts skills like a three-legged cat.

But at least each has its strengths.

Two boys of the same age leaned against the window, one on each side, and looked sideways at the street outside the window which was bustling again.

The sky was blue and the people were unaware.

But the water in southern Xinjiang is smelly and turbid.

There was a storm in the two men's eyes, a dark and terrifying dark color.

Lin Junhuai: "Do you know about the King of Southern Xinjiang?"

Shen Sinian: "Gentle and elegant, wise and wise in governing the country, the queen is the only one favored by the harem of three thousand, and she is also a lover praised by the people every day."

Lin Junhuai: "But there is also a strange thing. The three thousand concubines in the Southern Xinjiang King's harem keep dying, but the ministers are not surprised by this."

Shen Sinian: "Or, everyone knows that Wu Gu can be refined by humans."

Lin Junhuai: “…”

He felt cold all over, goose bumps appeared all over his body, and he quickly rubbed his arms and said coldly, "Is this true?"

Shen Sinian said seriously: "I guessed."

Lin Junhuai: “…”

Okay.

The art of witchcraft in Southern Xinjiang is also extremely secretive. Others have no idea how to practice it, let alone that a small insect can have so many terrifying effects.

But that's what happened.

Nanjiang first showed the world how to control Emperor Jing, and then showed how to control puppets to hunt down the young master of the Mo family. All of this is just the tip of the iceberg of Nanjiang.

What does the real Southern Xinjiang look like, the Southern Xinjiang buried beneath the peaceful and tranquil surface?