Chapter 216: You Can Know a Person’s Face but Not His Heart

"If you draw one wrong line on a charm, the entire charm will be scrapped."

"You mean, Lu Yao's painting didn't take effect because it was useless?" He Lingchuan couldn't laugh or cry, "It's something that is used as a life-saving trump card. No matter how reckless he is, he shouldn't be so scornful, right?"

"I've heard of Lu Yao's name. He's called the cannibal general. He came from a rough background." Li Qingge smiled, "But you're right. This spell is skillful and delicate, showing many years of attainment. It should be It’s not something Lu Yao can do.”

"This is just an ordinary talisman. It depicts the wind-fixing technique..." Li Qingge suddenly stopped, picked up the talisman and looked at the brazier.

She got closer and closer, and He Lingchuan thought she was going to throw the talisman into the brazier. Just as he was about to speak, the talisman suddenly caught fire.

"Hey!" If you can't see it, there's no need to burn it. This is the ration of the divine bone!

He Lingchuan wanted to take it back, but Li Qingge pressed his arm: "Don't be impatient!"

The tone was firm and stern, completely different from the previous gentleness.

The flames burned out in twos and twos. Miraculously, the talisman was still intact, but there was a smell of smoke in the air.

"As expected." Li Qingge turned the talisman towards him, "Take another look."

He Lingchuan stared at it, looking at the red letters on the black paper, but the stroke patterns seemed a little different.

"Is this what it is?"

Li Qingge didn't answer, put it back on the table, spread it out, and looked at it carefully.

"I've only read about this kind of talisman in ancient books, but I didn't expect to see it in action today." She said seriously, "This is the Jiao God's talisman."

"What's the function?"

"Use yourself as a skin and ask the gods to come and show your supreme power."

So Lu Yao didn't intend to save himself or escape when he swallowed the talisman, but wanted to ask the gods to come down to earth and use a wave of ultimate moves to kill all the enemies?

He had no intention of surviving and wanted to be buried with him. Lu Yao lived up to his reputation as a tough bandit.

"What's the difference between that and divine descent?"

"Have you heard of the divine descending?" Li Qingge glanced at him, "The divine descending must go through long and careful arrangements in advance. The gods will descend into the designated skins that can withstand their power; however, the divine curse is temporarily removed. If you ask the gods, the skin you offer may not meet the gods’ requirements.”

"Can I invite any god?"

"Of course not." Li Qingge smiled and said, "The gods don't like to be offended. The person who draws the talisman must pray and communicate in advance, that is, say hello first, and ask the other party to come if there is trouble. So every drawn talisman is actually Xanadu already corresponds to a god.”

"So, which god does this correspond to?"

"That's not clear. There is a correspondence in the dark, and it won't be shown on the spell." Li Qingge said softly, "I heard that the cost of the divine descending technique is huge, let alone the magic spell. When it is used, the victim is either desperate or exhausted, so the chips are paid to the gods in advance. When humans swallow the talisman, they ask the latter to show up to help. After Lu Yao swallowed the talisman, no gods came. That’s why he was so surprised.”

Got it, this is a check, cash it when it's time to cash it. As a result, Lu Yao's ticket was bounced.

The gods actually broke their promises. One can imagine Lu Yao's despair and confusion.

After hearing this, He Lingchuan was frightened for a while: "Thank God for not killing him, otherwise none of us here would be able to survive?"

"Absolutely." Li Qingge changed to a cup of hot tea, "I have never seen the god come, so I don't know its power. But since it can be used as a trump card, its power should not be weak. I guess this is not Lu Yao. It should be made by Hong Xiangqian.”

Hong Xiangqian is known as the "Holy Master". Isn't it surprising that he can communicate with gods?

"Why didn't the gods come?" If this spell was made by Hong Xiangqian, it should be very reliable, and the price was paid by Hong Xiangqian in advance, so Lu Yao could just use it.

"It's hard to say." Li Qingge thought for a long time, "Maybe the spell itself has flaws. After all, there are no standard versions of these secret techniques to compare with; maybe the gods look down on Lu Yao and are too lazy to help him - Anyway, Hong Xiangqian is dead. Logically speaking, this talisman should be a contract between Hong Xiangqian and the gods; or maybe... the gods are busy and cannot come in person? "

"Anyway, it still boils down to that sentence -" she pushed the talisman forward with a smile as bright as a flower, "Young master He is really a lucky man, so you can encounter the unique luck."

"It seems I should go back and have a drink to calm down the shock." He Lingchuan put away the talisman, thanked Li Qingge and left.

Marquis Songyang looked at his back, thoughtfully.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Li Fubo came to see him. He happened to pass by He Lingchuan on the way.

Marquis Songyang discussed with him how to improve the method of breaking the knife. Since the knife nature is very active, the time for cultivating the knife may be shortened to less than ten days.

After the official discussion was over, Li Qingge asked Li Fubo: "You have been with He Lingchuan for seven or eight days. What do you think of this person?"

Li Fubo thought for a while: "Except for his preference for practicing martial arts, he is no different from other rich people. He has a somewhat reckless personality and spends money lavishly, so he is not disliked in the military."

"Mangzhi?" Marquis Songyang smiled, "Spiritual weapon chooses its owner. Do you think Zhong Shengguang's sword will choose a reckless man as its owner?"

Li Fubo shook his head: "My subordinates believe that when selecting the owner of a spiritual weapon, temperament and temperament will not be considered, only strength and courage will be considered."

Songyang Hou pondered: "Then, at least these four words are there."

He Chunhua was scheming, while the eldest son He Lingchuan was straightforward.

Is it like this?

At this time, the maid came to report: "The business news from the branch of the Northern Demon Country has arrived."

"Bring it in."

So someone came in to deliver the letter.

Li Fubo took the opportunity to leave.

…

Since the black talisman could not be borrowed, He Lingchuan fed it to the God Bone Necklace, and then returned to the inn.

Surprisingly, He Chunhua and his wife were there.

Madam Ying asked him when she saw him: "You talked with Songyang Hou for so long, what did you talk about?"

"Discuss the plan to recast the broken sword, and I asked her to analyze the things left by Lu Yao." He Lingchuan yawned, "She has delicious almond tea, and that's it."

"What?" It was He Chunhua who spoke.

"A black talisman, I picked it up from Lu Yao." He Lingchuan shrugged, "It turned out to be a talisman to ask the gods to come down to earth to help with revenge. He used it but it didn't work. Alas, I walked through the gates of hell without knowing it."

"Let me see." He Chunhua stretched out his hand to him.

"It's gone." He Lingchuan scratched his head, "The pattern on it can only be displayed near fire, and I accidentally burned it to ashes."

He Chunhua said, as if he didn't take it to heart. Madam Ying sighed softly: "Songyang Hou is also very pitiful, becoming a widow at such a young age."

"She...?" She was married? He Lingchuan was stunned.

Forget it, "Why didn't anyone tell me?" He was tired of saying this.

Madam Ying was very satisfied with her eldest son's cooperation: "Li Qingge married Secretary General Fan Linong at the age of sixteen. This was a marriage designated by her grandfather for her. It can be said that he was well-intentioned. I heard that this Mr. Fan was both talented and beautiful. He was the youngest Secretary General since the founding of our country. He and Li Qingge were a perfect match. Unfortunately, he was not blessed with the grace of a beauty. He died of illness less than two years after his marriage. He was twenty-nine years old. This is really, God is jealous of talents."

The Secretary General is the head of the Secretariat, in charge of classics, maps, astronomy and calendar. It sounds like a high rank, but in fact it is equivalent to the director of the National Library, and has no real power in this dynasty.

It seems that the old Songyang Hou knew that high positions and power bring great risks, and found a leisurely man for his granddaughter who is far away from the center of the political storm.

He Chunhua smiled: "Where did you hear that, Madam?"

Madam Ying glanced at him: "The nobles in Shihuan City have all kinds of news." This time she made many friends in Shihuan City, and she was much more informed than before, "Didn't the master say that no disturbance in the capital should be missed?"

"Fan Linong was indeed talented, and he did die early, but he didn't die of illness." He Chunhua turned around and asked the housekeeper Lao Mo to do the work, and then continued, "He stood on the wrong side in the battle for the throne. As a result, when the current sage promulgated the reform after inheriting the throne, he sneered and criticized it, believing that the reform was weak and ineffective, and advocated the reform of the northern demon country. Later, someone reported that he sympathized with the rebels and secretly assisted the rebellion, and presented evidence of his crimes, so the king chopped off his head."

He said slowly: "Guess who reported him?"

He Lingchuan looked at Madam Ying, who was shocked.

Treason is a serious crime. If the evidence is conclusive, why is this trial not made public, but the real cause of Fan Linong's death is covered up in the name of death from illness?

Let's take a step back. How come Li Qingge is fine and can still run her Songyang Mansion well?

How come the Fan family is fine and not implicated?

The answer is almost obvious.

Madam Ying hesitated for a moment before asking tentatively: "Could it be Li Qingge?"

"'Someone secretly sent evidence into the palace and presented it to the king', this is the original words, I don't know if it is Songyang Hou. The only ones who know the truth may be the king and the informer himself." He Chunhua sat back in the chair, "But I heard that Songyang Hou had just entered the palace two days before Fan Linong was arrested. Not many people know about this, and the king intends not to spread it."

Madam Ying stroked her chest and trembled, "This woman has such a cruel heart!"

She and He Chunhua have a happy relationship and everything goes well. She can't imagine how other women would accuse their husbands.

But after hearing this, she was mostly relieved. Since her husband knew that Songyang Hou had a vicious heart, he would probably be wary of her?

He Lingchuan was also surprised. Is this a case of knowing a person's face but not his heart?

At this time, the housekeeper Lao Mo came in to report: "Master, everyone is here."

He Chunhua sat up straight: "Let them in."

Seeing that he was going to get down to business, Madam Ying left quickly.

Before arriving at Dunyu, He Chunhua wanted to call his men to another meeting. This time, everyone came, including the three men of the He family, Zeng Feixiong, Wu Shaoyi, Zhao Qinghe, Mo Zhe Jingxuan, and the three newly promoted generals of the support army.

These are the backbones that He Chunhua trusts.

Before he spoke, he gave each of his men a green bamboo tube with a stopper at the mouth of the tube.