Chapter 892

It seems that the childe doesn't like the monarch's family all the time because of something she doesn't know.

So, even if now suddenly learned that the gentleman's family helped Yin to make a decision, he was just an accident, not angry.

Gong Jiu was curious about the origin of Childe's prejudice towards the monarch's family, but he didn't want to explain it, so he didn't ask more.

Qian Junze's hand was on his knee, and he clapped his fingers again and again.

This is a small action he likes to do when he thinks about things. Usually in this state, his mood is relatively relaxed.

Gong Jiu stood quietly aside without interruption.

"It seems that if you want to know more, you have to ask the elder sister." Suddenly the man said, his eyes fell on Ji mengxiang's face, dark and cold.

Jun's family can erase people's memories, and he can recall people's memories forcibly. However, this technique has a lot of defects, and is listed as a forbidden technique by Ji's family.

After a short activation and a short Qingming, within three days, the brain will collapse and become a lunatic.

Qian Junze didn't hesitate, perhaps, but only for a second or two, to use the forbidden technique against Ji family.

"There must be something hateful about poor people. It's enough for you to live so long in a strange place." Qian Junze said faintly. He suddenly reached for Ji mengxiang. His palm was on her skull, and his fingers tightened a little.

The old man's dazed eyes suddenly widened, and his wrinkled face showed a color of pain.

She began to struggle violently.

Seeing this, Gong Jiu immediately turned into a flower on the other side. As soon as she shook her hand, the petals flew off and turned into a red ribbon in a flash.

The red ribbon automatically tied up the old woman's hands and feet.

But in a minute, the forbidden art is finished.

Qian Junze takes back his hand and looks at her lightly. Gong Jiu also removes the ribbon.

The old man held his head in his hands and groaned in pain. Something in his memory was washing her brain like a flood, which made her tremble.

Qian Junze returned to the opposite chair, crossed his hands and waited quietly.

Ten minutes later, the old man slowly released his hand. When he raised his head, he seemed to be ten years old for a moment. His eyes were covered with red blood. He looked scarlet and his expression was ferocious.

"Who are you?" Ji mengxiang stared at him.

Qian Junze seemed to appreciate her twisted expression of hatred and malicious erosion at this moment, and a happy low smile came out of her throat. "According to generations, I should call you family elder sister, according to dignity and inferiority, you should call me high priest."

When Ji mengxiang heard this, his pupil shrank sharply and murmured, "high priest Is not the high priest dead? "

"The high priest will not die." There was compassion in the man's eyes and he looked at her and said, "so, no one can escape the punishment of Ji's family."

"Penalty?" Ji mengxiang was stunned for a few seconds when she burst out laughing, "hahaha..."

"I know that I am a sinner of the Ji family. I should be punished with a thousand cuts. I never wanted to escape from this punishment! Do you think I've been living like an idiot all these years, just picking up the cheap?

No, no one hates me more than I do. I wish I could cut myself to pieces!

I can't die, and Yan Zheng, who was cursed by me, can't die! "

Speaking of Yin Zhengjue, the hatred in women's eyes turned into sharp knives.

"Yan Zhengjue! Yin Zhengjue! Yin Zhengjue - "she shouted hoarsely," I will kill him myself, I must kill this beast that kills my Manchu people! "

Qian Junze's eyes are calm. "It's a pity that in three days you will become a complete lunatic. There is no chance."

"No, I have." Ji mengxiang suddenly laughed.

That laugh is not pleasant to hear. It's hoarse, sharp and ironic, and it's creepy to hear that ugly face full of wrinkles.

She said: "as long as he moves his heart, even if he is in the end of the world, he will come back as soon as possible."

Although she was turned into a marionette without memory by the animal Yin Zhengjue, she was conscious all these years of "Alzheimer's disease", and the bastard was no longer prepared for her dementia, so many pictures of these years were in her memory.

In the first few years, he would hold the woman out in the sun, wipe her body, and even tell her his dirty thoughts with deep feelings. It was disgusting!

Later, "she" didn't wake up, and the beast just died. In addition, he had so-called business to be busy, so he hid people in his study and came to visit for a long time.

Qian Junze tasted this sentence of "sweetheart" by Ji mengxiang.

When it comes to this word, women's tone is like ridicule and disgust, with a trace of indefinable emotion.

However, such a selfish and vicious man as Yin Zhengjue would really leave such a fatal weakness?

Qian Junze said calmly, "what are you waiting for? Soon someone else will come. You have only one chance. "Ji mengxiang stood up shaking, like a devil out of the cage, and his expression drifted to the door of the study.

She sneered: "his sweetheart is here. I need your help."

Qian Junze looks at Gong Jiu.

Gong Jiu understood and blew a breath in the lock's eyes. The locked study door opened automatically.

"There is a secret room under the study. There should be array in the secret room." Ji mengxiang's tone is firm.

Now her cultivation is completely abandoned. Even if she was a genius of array, she could not sense the existence of array.

"Jiu'er, it's up to you." Said Qian Junze.

Gong Jiu said with a smile, "this is my test, young man?"

Her skill of arranging array is taught by the young master. Where does the young master use her.

Gong Jiu closes her eyes and looks up slightly. The pattern Road on the other side is looming on her beautiful face.

Yin Zheng is indeed the old thief who stirred up the storm in Fengshui. His ability to set up the array is not small. At least, if not for Ji mengxiang's warning in advance, Gong Jiugen could not perceive the weak array induction.

She closed her eyes and felt it for a while, walked back and forth, and finally stopped in front of the innermost bookshelf.

A carpet was laid on the floor. Gong Jiu lifted the carpet and knocked on a floor near the wall.

Unfortunately, the floor is so thick that nothing can be heard.

If she doesn't feel wrong, the array is below here and on the other side of the wall.

"Young master, there should be a passage here. Do you want me to break the floor here?" Gong Jiu asked.

Qian Junze: "you broke it. When they come, they will find out."

Gong Jiuchong blinked and said, "but I can't find the switch of this channel, so I'm going to bother you."

Qian Junze shook his head helplessly and looked at the last row of bookshelves. After scanning from left to right, his fingers fell on a thick dictionary.

The dictionary is fixed on the shelf. After a slight meal of the man's slender hand, he holds the dictionary and rotates it for a week.

"Wow! Childe, the channel is open. Childe is really powerful. " Gong Jiu said with a smile.

Qian Junze looked at her and said, "down the tunnel." Witton, he added, "be careful."

Gong Jiu turned his back and picked a little bit from the corner of his mouth, but the smile in his eyes was strong.