Wind and Dust, Nine Heavens, Clouds and Smoke Evil 3
Kong Hua, who was holding the dagger, stopped laughing. He looked at Meng Tian who was speaking in surprise and asked, "What do you mean by what you said? Did you have any expectations for me?"
"I thought it was perfect, but I was careless in the details."
"Oh, what is it?"
"How is your injury?" Meng Tian did not respond to Kong Hua, but looked at the injured Luo Zhihu.
Luo Zhihu gritted his teeth and said: "Although there is no fear of life at this moment, my body cannot move."
"Then you stand back and leave the rest to me." Meng Tian looked at Konghua and continued: "The focus should be on the moth locusts. The people who raise them must be proficient in medical skills, but I know that Nangong Yan
I don’t understand medical skills. When you took out the baby moth from Meng Yi’s body, you took it out, but you let it go before you had time to observe it. You have three purposes for doing this: First, you want me to trust you more
You don't know this kind of creature, and when I order you to inspect the source of poison, you can walk around every corner of the army naturally, including of course this extremely well-guarded armory. The second thing is that you deliberately asked Nangong Yan to cooperate with you
During the inspection, I drew his attention to the inconclusive suspicion of a military spy, hoping to use Nangong Yan's hand to launch a secret investigation. Therefore, Nangong Yan's secretive behavior attracted my attention, causing him to become my first
The object of suspicion. The third is that your real purpose is Yancheng itself, and the rest are just to confuse people and build bridges and pave the way."
The past events were complicated, as if after Linghu Mu competed with arrows, everyone thought he was talking about it before the captain of the archery team died. The old stable man in his seventies recalled the past, and captain Linghu Mu happened to hear it, and what happened to the wizard in the Central Plains back then.
The moth locust experiment reappeared in the Qin camp, which was the beginning of a series of killings by moth locusts. Perhaps it was too accidental. The moth locust mother hidden deep in the dense forest sucked the essence and blood of Qin people in order to create panic in the army. Before the plan
It happened that Linghu Mu saw the clues and found the Wuqiu Waterfall. He dived into the water several times but failed. He was patrolling in the forest that day and lost his life at that time. The moment closest to the truth was also strangled.
Konghua raised his lips: "Now that things have happened, I don't need to hide anything anymore. You are right. The third point is my real purpose."
"But you are not the same Konghua you were before, right?"
Kong Hua and Luo Zhihu were obviously surprised. Kong Hua quickly asked: "Why do you see it?"
"Because Kong Hua didn't know martial arts before, but he knew medical skills, and you are just the opposite of him. When you were injured in front of the tomb guard, your way of dealing with the injury was to tap acupoints secretly, but if it was Kong Hua,
He must have used the medicine he carried with him, and there is a slight difference in the pace between you and him. This is the subtle difference between martial arts practitioners and ordinary people. From this, I began to infer that although you have the same appearance
, but they are clearly two different people, and you switched identities probably when we got separated in Yancheng, right?"
"Yeah! Kong Hua from before also changed his appearance. Right under your noses, that wolf slave."
"Gao Ming, I never thought of this." Meng Tian frowned, with a cold light in his dark pupils. He looked at Kong Hua intently and said, "I still have something unknown, which is to lead us to Yancheng to find him.
When I found the clues about the moths, why didn't you kill me there instead of missing this great opportunity?"
Kong Hua replied: "It's very simple. One is forced by the situation, and the other is delaying time. In this war, there are three forces that are hostile to Da Qin. The powerful relationship between these three forces is quite subtle. Sometimes, the purpose
Although they are the same person, their actions are different. As General Meng said just now, I only have one real purpose in doing that, and the others are all to confuse the audience, and this real purpose is ultimately to achieve the effect of delaying time.
.”.
"Delaying time? Is there anything more valuable than taking the life of the General of Qin directly? If I die, wouldn't it be more likely for you to win this war?"
"I have also said that the relationship between the three forces is quite delicate. Some people want you to die, but there are also people who want you to live."
As if the wind was blowing in, Meng Tian, dressed in black plain clothes, stood opposite Kong Hua. His hair was hanging down from his forehead and his eyes were vaguely half-opened. He said: "You have repeatedly mentioned that you are hostile to Da Qin.
There are three forces in total, one is Hu Yanqu, the senior leader of the Xiongnu, and the other is Prince Qili, a new force of the Xiongnu. Who is the third party?"
"You will know this question later."
"It's really interesting. It seems that in this war, many people have worked hard to add a lot of fun to the game. But now, the time has come for the game to end. Nangongyan, you can get up."
After Meng Tian's words were spoken, Nangong Yan, who had fallen to the ground, got up. As for Gong Shu Yang's death, the truth was now clear. Kong Hua, who knew the art of disguise and transformed into Nangong, attacked Gong Shu Yang and left after being in charge of the ordnance.
When Nangong Yan of Ku Daquan came here to issue the order to activate the mechanism beast, he happened to meet Gong Shuyang who had been seriously injured before. Nangongyan mistakenly thought that Gong Shuyang who attacked him was the enemy, which caused the subsequent tragedy. In fact, Meng Tian
How could he not know Nangong Yan's character? Although he had doubts about him at first, he was a comrade who had followed him for many years and lived and died together in the bloody storm. His experience in the military career taught him that when too much confusion and suspicion blinded him,
When his mind is in a state of mind, he often cannot follow what he sees on the surface. At that time, he chose to believe Nangong Yan, and the two worked together to perform a play, which indeed exposed Kong Hua's flaws, but the doubts that remained at the moment were still there.
a lot of.
Meng Tian asked: "After leaving Wuqiu, I rushed all the way here. How did you get there before me and attack many blacksmiths and Gong Shuyang?"
"The end of the secret passage is divided into two roads, one leads to the waterfall, and the other goes there." Kong Hua glanced at the direction of the gunpowder magazine and said with a smile: "This road has been carefully prepared by the Huns for a long time.
Yes, just waiting for it to come in handy today."
"Unexpectedly, the Huns have already reached this point." Meng Tian's sigh disappeared instantly, and he finally asked: "Then...who are you?"
"Nangong...Gong, even though the grass and trees are deep in the city and the dust has settled, the descendants of the Nangong family are still alive today." After saying this, Konghua stopped talking, and his smiling face began to blur.
, the poisonous and elegant aura gradually disappeared from the calmness, and then, he lowered his head, and the aura around him began to fluctuate strangely invisibly.
Meng Tian's expression condensed instantly, as if all the vitality of a living person had been drained from his face. His pupils shrank tighter and tighter, and finally condensed into two cold pupils, like penetrating from the drowsiness.
I found the Yellow Pages of history and flipped forward. I finally saw clearly that era that was almost forgotten. The last name at the beginning was that.
Sure enough, Nangong is indeed a very special surname. The compound surname a thousand years ago originated from the old surname Ji, which is so closely related to the Western Zhou Dynasty.
The dam of memory seemed to have been washed away by a torrent. Meng Tian's face suddenly turned pale, and his trembling eyes gradually softened. In the dark night with no direction, there were gray traces that had been obscured by time, as well as the colorful paintings and indigo in the Warring States mansion.
, green, mottled cinnabar, colorful patterns, endless grand occasions...all were shielded under the iron heel of the Qin State.
Until the end of the Warring States Period, many people with the surname Nangong Menqian died miserably.
His body was so tortured by pain that he had no strength to even smile, and his voice was low and hoarse: "You people of Qin will use blood to commemorate the deceased and appease the hatred of the broken homeland."
At that time, during the battle with General Wang Jian, a patriarch of the Nangong family swore an oath in the ashes, chanting blood and hatred, describing it over and over again, like a magnificent curse. He was used to seeing killings, but he felt palpitated at that time.
As time goes by, it gradually fades away.
Yes, Kong Hua's face is indeed somewhat similar to that of the people at that time.
"Hua Hua"
There was a sound of wind outside the door, and Meng Tian, who was immersed in memories, suddenly turned around.
Under the long and narrow iron door of the armory, it was like thousands of lights crowded together. People outside the door seemed to be carrying the wind and snow as they stepped in, and then slowly stopped at the steps.
Kong Hua leaned forward, and he seemed to sense something. He slowly raised his head, his eyes showing a little calmness, as if he were looking through the life and death books of many people, and every changing face, familiar or unfamiliar, in the military camp.
, in the proverb city, after several changes, it finally became colorless and formless. Then, the ghost-like face was completely covered in the haze under the hood, and the body shrank to the size of a woman.
"Could it be that you are..." Meng Tian asked softly.
"Thousands of inexplicable changes, a black jade unicorn." The air under the door of the armory was filled with a suffocating heaviness, mixed with the white hair that looked like the end of life, and Wei Zhuang's indifferent declaration, "This man's past has long been wiped out.
Now, his life belongs to me."
Silently, sudden horror gradually appeared on Meng Tian's face, which had always had a majestic air: "The third party force, Quicksand, plays the role of the mantis stalking the cicada and the oriole behind, which is the key to this game."
Luo Zhihu once again had a shaken expression on his face and said, "What's the real key?"
Meng Tian said: "Yes, there are actually two parties watching this chess game behind the scenes. In this chess game, Huyanqu and I are the players, while Liusha and Qili are the bystanders.
When the two sides consume each other and reach a stalemate, their real purpose is to wait for an opportunity to launch a mutiny for the sake of the country."
Wei Zhuang stood there, stopped, and stared at Meng Tian from a distance. His cold face had no expression, only a pair of silver eyes with hidden sharpness.
Meng Tian looked at him and continued: "If you want to maximize the consumption of both sides of the chess game, I'm afraid the spectators will make other moves. For example, you have reached an alliance with the Huns?"
"That's right." Wei Zhuang's vicissitudes of life and shocking tone rang in the cold air. He glanced at the red ring on his finger, and then said: "Sometimes, the enemy of the enemy is a friend, but there is no such thing as
When the values are the same, the cooperation is nothing more than a self-deception scam for both parties. At that time, traders still had a tendency to use quicksand to take the enemy's heads, but the funny thing is that other people within the Xiongnu
A force with completely different ideas. In my opinion, all transactions are just tools to rationalize the quicksand's arbitrary trading behavior."
"So Liusha gave up the agreement with Huyanqu and reached another agreement with the Xiongnu prince. This not only consumed the military power of the Qin State, but also consumed the power of Huyanqu."
Wei Zhuang remained silent and did not make any rebuttal.
Meng Tian looked at him sternly and said, "I'm very curious. After eliminating the current threat from Hu Yanqu, what will be the next move between you and Qi Li! You won't just sit back and watch, right?"
Wei Zhuang smiled noncommittally, his eyes looking at the burning bonfire, his eyes as unpredictable as the firelight: "The ability of a piece of firewood to start a forest fire does not depend on the firewood, but on the nature of the forest.
situation."
"Fire?!" Meng Tian suddenly frowned and glanced at the gunpowder magazine.
At this moment, in the invisible darkness, a pair of scarlet eyes were moving rapidly towards the dark cave.
Then, everyone began to hear the restlessness coming from deep within the ground.
Meng Tian stared at the powder magazine in shock. Gongshu Yang had previously reported water leakage from the top of the powder magazine. Coupled with the moving direction of the noise, he immediately thought that the second road in the cave when he came back must be closely connected to this place. Sheepskin
The habits of moths and locusts described in the volume are to be hidden in the Qin camp without being discovered, in the darkness without light, and to have sufficient water sources for their growth. Now that I think about it, the interior of the waterfall in Wuqiu is undoubtedly the best.
It was a good location, but at some point, a secret tunnel had been drilled here to connect to the Wuqiu Waterfall, and what the enemy was coveting this time was undoubtedly the huge amount of gunpowder.
Huh, the top of the gunpowder magazine, which was tangled and cracked like a tree trunk, suddenly broke open from top to bottom with a powerful force, and the unusually heavy and hard stone fell down with a huff, bringing with it the gloomy coldness from hell, insisting on
The ground was boiling, and no one could see clearly what jumped out in that direction, but they felt that it was the scream of a huge creature, with a faint red thread in its eyes, like scratches of blood.
The condensed sound suddenly dispersed like a rock, and a huge and ferocious beast miraculously split apart, making countless noisy and sharp crowd noises, all gathered at the entrance of the Tongxin Pillar, and then poured in one after another like the wind.
Once inside, the Tongxinzhu is noisy and bustling from top to bottom.
Only Wei Zhuang and Meng Tian were quiet around them, so quiet that they could hear their own heartbeats, as if the whole world didn't know about their struggles.
Soon, the trapped noises crossed the edge of the shallow shelf. They spread extremely quickly and seemed to extend downward endlessly in the pipe. Everyone's eyes also moved downwards, and finally reached the water storage at the end of the pipe.
In the pool, a rotten smell was released in an instant, like a huge boulder falling from the sky onto the calm lake. A large hole was splashed out in the center of the water, and the raised water curtain looked like a stormy sea surface.
Countless flying fish jumped out, piercing through the full pool of water. However, those were not flying fish, but countless black creatures appeared. They looked like moths and bats, weird and gorgeous, and they made sounds from their mouths.
Sharp sounds emerged crazily, and swept towards the flames in the forging furnace like a storm. Those lives that were like moths rushing to the flames burned, burning into red flames, and quickly spread along the bridge built by the body into a shocking sky.
The fire was like a rampaging snake, dancing in the air.
A moth rushing to the fire can only understand the brilliance of light in the darkness. Those limits that inadvertently exceed the limits of the body seem to be dyed with eternal charm.
When Meng Tian finally saw their actions, it was already too late, but despair aroused the last bit of stubbornness in his heart, so he ran towards the black flames fiercely, as if he wanted to cut off the "bridge" of the black flames,
He strangled the throat of the fire, but after all, the fire was so fierce that it had spread to the reservoir and kept condensing and concentrating until the bright red snake retracted into the masonry column as if it had been scalded by hot fire, carrying countless sharp points.
The moans were boiling inside completely, and no one could stop the surging pipe fire. So, as everyone expected, the end of the fire opened a mercilessly huge mouth at the gunpowder magazine.
Those dark beings used their bodies as burning media, leading the fire into the gunpowder magazine, initiating destructive power that shook the earth and the mountains, and the scattered boulders continued to collapse.
Meng Tian held his breath as if suffocated, watching helplessly as those overbearing machine beasts were hit, and they were buried instantly without even making a sound.