weird world corpse

Chapter 387 The Identity of the Mysterious Person

The middle-aged cripple led the way. The more Fang Mu looked at this man's back, the more he felt an incoherent temperament.

Ordinary lame people have a feeling of ups and downs when walking, and this middle-aged lame man is the same.

But in Fang Mu's sight, this middle-aged cripple has a kind of elegance and nobility, as if even though he is physically disabled, he is still the brightest star in the night sky.

"Temperament... Noble?"

Fang Mu was startled, and suddenly thought of a conjecture, and couldn't help being shocked by this conjecture.

Due to guesswork, Fang Mu's footsteps became a little messy.

The middle-aged cripple seemed to have sensed Fang Mu's change, turned his head, and said with a smile: "At any time, your mind must not be disturbed. If your mind is disturbed, you will do many wrong things. You are in a high position now, and you will always be calm. Be number one."

The seemingly preaching words, after being uttered by the middle-aged cripple, have a convincing feeling, and there is no sense of disobedience.

Fang Mu nodded and continued walking forward.

Several people detoured many ways and came to the backyard of Jiantiansi headquarters.

There is a small artificial lake in the backyard. There is a stone bridge above the small lake. On the other side of the stone bridge is a pavilion.

"Let's go." The middle-aged cripple said, and walked towards the pavilion first.

Fang Mu looked up, and there seemed to be two people on the pavilion.

When he was about to walk forward, the middle-aged cripple suddenly turned around and looked behind Fang Mu.

Behind Fang Mu, there are ghosts and others.

The middle-aged cripple shook his head and said: "They don't need to go, I only invited you to drink with me, you are not qualified enough."

Fang Mu frowned, and nodded to Guiyi and the others, indicating that they don't need to come over.

In Jiantiansi's territory, plus Fang Mu's guess about the identity of the middle-aged cripple just now, it is really impossible for any accident to happen.

Even his own master signaled this, Guiyi and the others could only wait outside helplessly.

Stepping on the stone bridge, Fang Mu got closer and closer to the pavilion, and then Fang Mu could clearly see the two people on the pavilion.

There is a table and four stools in the middle of the pavilion. Director Wuxin and Director Zhou are sitting on the stools.

When Fang Mu and the middle-aged cripple approached, the two directors stood up and welcomed them in.

The middle-aged cripple randomly found a seat and sat down, then raised his hand for everyone to sit down.

The table is very simple, with only a pot of wine and four wine glasses.

Director Wuxin picked up the flagon and filled all four wine glasses before putting down the flagon and waiting patiently.

The middle-aged cripple picked up the wine glass, looked at the moonlight outside the pavilion, and seemed a little distracted.

Fang Mu's sharp eyes saw a trace of nostalgia in the middle-aged cripple's eyes.

No one bothered the middle-aged cripple, they were all waiting patiently.

After a long time, the middle-aged cripple came back to his senses, smiled wryly, and his expression soon returned to normal.

"Recalling the time when we worked hard in the past, we even had a luxury to drink at that time."

A slightly nostalgic tone came out.

Director Wuxin answered: "It was so weird back then, how could I have time to drink?"

"That's right." The middle-aged cripple raised his glass and said, "Let's have a drink today. Come on, little brother, raise a glass."

Fang Mu didn't have any ink marks either, so he lifted the cup up.

Under the vast night, several people drank the first glass of wine.

Director Wuxin continued the drink.

"You seem to have seen my identity." The middle-aged cripple was a little disappointed: "When did you see it?"

Fang Mu smiled: "I just saw it."

The middle-aged cripple drank a cup alone and said, "Who am I in your mind?"

The wine glass was empty, and director Wu Xin refilled another glass.

Fang Mu turned the wine glass slightly, and the wine in the glass became clearer: "Emperor of the Ancient Yue Kingdom, maybe I should call you Your Majesty, Ancient Emperor, right?"

This is Fang Mu's guess, and it's actually not difficult to guess.

From the attitude of the director of Tianjian at the beginning, to the various temperaments displayed by the middle-aged cripple later, Fang Mu guessed that this was the only result.

Only the true ruler of the Ancient Yue Kingdom would be treated like this.

Under the moonlight, all the people in the pavilion fell silent.

Director Zhou quietly gave Fang Mu a wink, meaning don't be so bohemian.

Fang Mu didn't care, and took a sip of wine instead.

Fang Mu didn't care about Director Zhou's reminder.

The ancient emperor laughed loudly and said, "It's been a long time since I met a young man as interesting as you, why aren't you afraid of me?"

"Why are you afraid?" Fang Mu also smiled and said, "I have heard that His Majesty the Emperor has set a rule that all members of the Supervising Tiansi do not have to kneel when they see His Majesty."

The ancient emperor narrowed his eyes slightly: "What does it matter?"

Fang Mu said lightly: "It is enough to show that His Majesty is a wise king."

The ancient emperor cleared his smile, but there was bitterness in his eyes: "What is Mingjun, I can't even completely eliminate the weirdness in Gu Yue's country, and I have no face to call Mingjun."

"Except for the weirdness." Fang Mu said: "The weather is good, the country is safe and healthy."

"It's a good sentence, the weather is good, the country is safe and healthy." The bitterness in the eyes of the ancient emperor disappeared, and he smiled: "I appreciate you more and more."

Fang Mu shrugged, meaning that everyone said so.

After several people drank a few more glasses, the ancient emperor put down the wine glass.

The ancient emperor said with great interest: "Have you also been in contact with that world? I saw the gift you gave Wu Liao, and I have a lot of ideas. You said that the mysterious ruins and that world are necessarily connected and interdependent."

Fang Mu nodded, admitting that this was his own idea.

Combining the clues he got before, he only had this conjecture, and he knew nothing else, including what kind of connection he had.

The ancient emperor took another sip of his wine and continued: "It's a very good idea, it provided me with a lot of information, and compared it with the information we collected before."

Fang Mu asked curiously, "What information did you have before?"

"We didn't find any necessary connection." The ancient emperor said: "But our people have explored that world, including your master, and got an important message."

Fang Mu didn't interrupt, waiting for the ancient emperor to continue.

The ancient emperor took another sip of wine, and then slowly said: "That world...is very big, and there are many strong people in it, um...and they all have amnesia, it seems that they only remember part of it, and the most important point , they are not human, nor are they weird."

Hearing this, Fang Mu fell into deep thought.

Amnesia?He thought that only the ferryman had amnesia, but it turned out that all of them had amnesia.

I only remember a part of the memory, probably talking about Po Meng or something. Po Meng remembered a lot at that time, but forgot the important things.

It's as if a part of the memory has been dug up alive by someone, who can remember his identity, but forgets the top secret things.

Seeing Fang Mu's tangled look, Gu Huang stretched out his hand and patted Fang Mu's shoulder.

Fang Mu came back to his senses.

"This is very difficult." The ancient emperor said with a smile: "Let's talk about other things."

(End of this chapter)