in the edge

Chapter 146
The method of attacking the heart was the secret technique Qian Yu used to kill Li Nanfeng.

Those who can control the evil spirit and make it work for themselves are all strong and determined people, but this extremely determined will has become the biggest weakness of these strong people.

As long as you know what these strong people are obsessed with, you can find a way to disintegrate this firm will. Once that firm will is disintegrated, no matter how fierce and domineering the strong people are, they can only be regarded as slightly stronger ordinary people. .

Ordinary people will hesitate, be confused, be confused, and even hesitate to move forward.

And when masters compete, even a moment of confusion can be a huge flaw that can be fatal.

"So what does Du Chengfeng from Yizhou want?"

At a tea stall in Yizhou City, Qian Yu, dressed as a rich man, was frowning.

The process of sneaking into Yizhou was easier than he imagined, even easier than sneaking into Yangzhou before - the entire Yizhou seemed to be completely unprepared, or in other words, except for the anti-flag raised in Yizhou City, the rest of the city was Everything is functioning normally as before.

There are no soldiers and soldiers on the street, and there is no sign of holding on to the city. The whole Yizhou is rebellious as if it hadn't. The so-called righteousness is like a joke.

But Qian Yu couldn't laugh.

The Yizhou City in front of him was too outrageous. He could not deduce any clues related to Du Chengfeng from the current situation. Facing a Yizhou City that had raised a rebellion flag but showed no signs of rebellion, he On the contrary, Bian began to feel confused.

"Shouldn't be..."

After drinking the fine tea into his mouth, Lao Qianyu couldn't taste it.

"Could it be that he really doesn't want to rebel? Then why did he make this move?"

"Try to get closer, maybe you can find out."

Beside Qian Yu, the little man dressed as Old Pu didn't look like anything.

"Old Qian, if you just sit here, you won't be able to see anything."

"The old man knows."

Qian Yu's brows furrowed even more.

Although he has tried it himself and knows how powerful the secret technique taught to him by Prime Minister Jia Wen is, and even relied on this secret technique to kill Li Nanfeng, who had mastered the art of black and white, he also knows , even with this mind-attacking technique, it is impossible to squat the strong man to death just by sitting on the edge of the tea stall.

Just like the little man who was good at wielding a large shield said, he always had to get in touch with that person named Du Chengfeng before he could get a glimpse of the opponent's weakness.

But therein lies the problem.

How should he approach?

According to local people, that man has been huddled in the old barracks in the northeast corner of Yizhou City, together with some refugees from the North. It’s not that he has never thought of trying to join, but those refugees from the North are extremely xenophobic - with In the words of the refugees, there are already enough old men in the team, and there is no need for more old men to come and cause trouble.

This is the first time Qian Yu has heard this kind of rejection. What does it mean that there are too many old men?
As an outsider, Qian Yu had no chance of assimilating into this kind of group that was bound by the township party. Even if he had the chance to join, whether he would be eligible to meet Du Chengfeng was still a question.

Of course, he could also choose a more direct method, such as directly letting the short man next to him raise his shield and attack directly, but then they might have to fight head-on with the two masters who are exuding evil spirits.

That's not what they want. Head-on confrontation is undoubtedly the stupidest behavior.

However, if he didn't go head-to-head, how could he get in touch with Du Chengfeng?
There is really a way.

According to local residents, Du Chengfeng did not stay alone in the old barracks every day. He would occasionally go out to have breakfast in a shop, or find a tea stall to drink a cup of tea. The tea stall near the old barracks where they are sitting now is said to be the one that Du Chengfeng frequents most.

That's why Qian Yu chose to sit here.

If you wait a moment, you should gain something.

After all, it was not only Du Chengfeng who would patronize this tea stall, but also the refugees from the North. Before Du Chengfeng came, they had a chance to see if they could get some information about Du Chengfeng from the mouths of the refugees from the North. Chengfeng's statement.

"What? You ask me what I think of Brother Du?"

After hearing Qian Yu's question, a man dressed as a carpenter scratched his head.

"Ordinary people, about the same as us... I know there may be some rumors circulating here in Yizhou, but those are just rumors. Brother Du is not that scary."

"Ordinary people..."

Qian Yu frowned.

This is another confusing piece of information. You must know that strong people who can release evil spirits are somewhat obsessed with it, which distinguishes them from ordinary people. To put it harshly, their obsession is strong. To such an extent, his mind is somewhat abnormal. How could such a person be an ordinary person?
There must be something wrong, and he needs to gather more information.

"Oh, ask me Du Zhuangshi, this old man knows!"

Beside the tea stall, there was an old man in a wheelchair frothing at the mouth.

"I already saw it when I was in Jibei! This man is a true dragon who came to the world, and he was born to be the emperor!"

"Ah this..."

No matter how much Qian Yu could chat, he couldn't help but sweat a little at this moment.

But the old man in the wheelchair had no intention of letting him go, and dragged him to the tea stall for half an hour. It was not until a young junior came over and asked him to go back to eat that he reluctantly left the tea stall.Qian Yu was left with spit on his face and shook his head repeatedly.

Indeed, the Du Chengfeng that this old man surnamed Yang said was closer to the image of a rebel, but Qian Yu always felt that compared to that Du Chengfeng, this old man surnamed Yang might be a little more out of order.

However, it turned out that he still underestimated these refugees from the north.

Just because he encountered something even more outrageous.

"What's your impression of Mr. Du? Maybe it's because you know a lot."

In front of the tea stall, a swordsman with a scar on his face was thinking carefully.

"Every time I encounter a bottleneck, Mr. Du can always help me solve my doubts...so I will definitely improve my skills and one day I can compete with him!"

Saying this, the swordsman threw down a small bag of copper coins and turned away.

And on the tea table, the teacup that the swordsman had just used was also slowly split into two halves, the break being as smooth as a mirror.

Qian Yu and the short man beside him looked at each other, and they could all see the shock in each other's eyes.

The swordsman was clearly right under their noses, but neither of them noticed when the tea cup was cut open.

"The evil spirit is released!"

The little man's pupils shrank.

"Old Qian, let me tell you first, I can't deal with this person. If I attack him head-on, I will probably die first."

"Fortunately...this is actually a good thing."

On the contrary, Qian Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

"I originally thought that the two masters in Yizhou were working together, but now it seems that these two are not monolithic. This is a point that can be exploited. Maybe we can try to lure these two tigers into fighting... Wait a minute. "

Before he finished speaking, Qian Yu stood up, turned around and left.

This made the little man confused for a while. Since it was said to be a good thing, why did he leave?

Why don't you ask the man in the distance carrying the wine jar...

"Don't ask, he knows me."

Qian Yu's face was a little gloomy.

Liu Bolun, he still knows this person. Speaking of which, this alcoholic is still his former classmate of his poor boy, but judging from the information he got, this alcoholic has long since resigned from office. God knows why he is with a group of refugees mixed together.

If the drunkard and Du Chengfeng were of the same mind, then the difficulty of what he did this time would suddenly increase by more than ten times—although this drunkard usually messed around, he was still an imperial student from Jiankang after all. He can also be regarded as a scholar.

As a scholar, Liu Bolun was bound to be aware of some of his methods. It would be more like two scholars using this matter as a battlefield than him to undermine Du Chengfeng's will.

Although Qian Yu thinks that he has rich experience, he may not lose, but Liu Bolun still has the advantage of location and harmony.As long as the opponent finds a way to make them fight Du Chengfeng, their actions will inevitably fail.

This is not what Qian Yu wants, what he wants is to avenge his poor child!
Fortunately, this time, the weather, or luck, was on his side.

Not long after turning around the street, Qian Yu spotted Du Chengfeng at the door of a restaurant—as for whether he would admit the wrong person, Qian Yu can be sure that he will not, after all, in the current Yizhou City Among them, only the one named Du Chengfeng was born so tall and burly, his exaggerated height was already close to seven feet, but standing there he seemed to be a head taller than others.

The process of getting close to Du Chengfeng was also extremely smooth. Qian Yu didn't even need to make many filings. He just used a poor excuse of losing his money bag to successfully talk to Du Chengfeng.

And after getting in touch with him, he will enter his field of expertise.

After many years of ups and downs in the officialdom, as the long history of the prime minister's mansion, Qian Yu has already practiced the skill of good speech in all directions, and now he shows it to Du Chengfeng, and the two of them chatted happily.

But in this chat full of cheerful atmosphere, Qian Yu still felt that Du Chengfeng had something hidden deep in his heart.

He felt he had found the key to the problem.

"If you have any doubts, you may wish to speak up."

Qian Yu stroked his beard and looked like an elder.

"I have lived for a long time, so I don't dare to understand everything, but it is good if I can help the children answer their questions."

"Oh? Are you willing to listen? That would be great!"

Hearing what Qian Yu said, Du Chengfeng couldn't help nodding.

"Then have you heard a story about a big tree?"

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