Everyone's doubtful eyes were focused on Lin Jun, and Lin Jun stood there in a state of confusion, "General Duan... what are you talking about? Do you suspect that I am a spy?"
Duan Xu shook his head and said calmly, "I'm not doubting it, I'm sure of it. Fengjiao Zhanhou's carriage was attacked, and Han Lingqiu was in the carriage, but the carriage was provided by you. You also know about the defense of the granary, the time of the grain robbery, and the communication between the eldest branch of the Lin family."
Lin Jun sneered: "So what?"
"Do you really want me to say it to death?" Duan Xu leaned closer to Lin Jun and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "I didn't even know that the blind test was a rule of the martial arts world. God knows, Mr. Fifteen."
Lin Jun's eyes changed, and the confusion and anger just now faded away in an instant. He hooked Duan Xu's neck with lightning speed, and Duan Xu immediately turned around to break free, but Lin Jun locked Duan Xu's arms as if he had predicted it, and drew his sleeve knife to press against Duan Xu's neck.
His martial arts skills were unfathomable, and even Duan Xu couldn't resist him.
With a cold look in his eyes, he said loudly, "Don't move. If you dare to move, I will kill him."
The soldiers around drew their swords, but they didn't dare to step forward because of Duan Xu. Wu Shengliu pointed his sword at Lin Jun, and was so angry that his hair stood on end: "Damn it, Boss Lin, I thought you were a real man! Before, the master of the Lin family died under the city, and I felt sorry for your Lin family, but it turned out that you betrayed your uncle!"
He Simu threw away the melon seed shells, stood up leisurely and reminded: "This person is not the real Lin Jun, he is just pretending to be Lin Jun. He is not selling his uncle."
"Bah! Who cares about him? Kiss or not, this? You son of a bitch, leave your life behind!" Wu Shengliu yelled.
Lin Jun was surprisingly calm, and just held Duan Xu tightly, leaving no doubt that if there was any unusual movement, the knife in his hand would immediately cut off Duan Xu's neck.
Han Lingqiu had already rushed to the stands in the chaos, and stood in the crowd facing Lin Jun and Duan Xu with a complicated expression. Lin Jun's eyes turned to Han Lingqiu, and he asked calmly: "Have you really lost your memory?"
Han Lingqiu's eyes flickered, but he didn't answer. Instead, Wu Shengliu shouted, "He? Whether he has lost his memory or not is none of your business."
"If you have lost your memory, it may be understandable. I don't know what you have been through, but you should be my seventeenth junior brother. Come back with me to see Master."
Lin Jun's gaze was as cold as iron, completely different from the patriotic Boss Lin.
Han Lingqiu shook his head. The scar on his face was terrifying, but his expression was firm: "Don't talk nonsense and confuse people. I am Han Lingqiu, a captain of the Daliang Tabai Army, and nothing else."
Lin Jun chuckled: "You used to be Master's favorite disciple, but now you can't tell right from wrong."
He pressed Duan Xu's acupuncture points, held Duan Xu hostage and walked out of the training ground step by step, asked someone to bring a horse, and then ordered Wu Lang to let him out of the city. Duan Xu adhered to his usual principle of not resisting if he couldn't win, and ordered Wu Lang to do as he was told.
However, Lin Jun did not keep his word and did not let Duan Xu go. Instead, he took Duan Xu hostage and left the city together and rushed into the Danzhi military camp.
Wu Shengliu was helpless and released Lin Jun. He immediately ordered the city gates to be closed, and said, "It's New Year's Day. The Huqi people are nothing! Let's go to the camp and rescue the general at night!"
Han Lingqiu and Meng Wan were relatively calm. They looked at each other, and Han Lingqiu stepped forward and said, "General Lang, the general had previously given me a favor."
As soon as he entered the enemy camp, Lin Jun exchanged slogans with the Danzhi soldiers and showed his token, and those soldiers immediately welcomed Lin Jun in respectfully.
Duan Xu was taken to a cell in the camp, handcuffed and chained tightly, and tied to a rack. If conditions allowed, they would have used a chain to pierce his scapula. His status as a prisoner was very special, as could be seen from the fact that he had a cell to himself and the guards could only stand at the camp gate.
"Did you do this on purpose, or did you lose the bet?"
Along with a familiar female voice, a rust-red skirt edge appeared in Duan Xu's eyes. He raised his head and saw the pale beautiful ghost standing in front of him, turning the Ghost King Lamp jade pendant in her hand and smiling meaningfully.
Duan Xu leaned against the rack, treating the rack he was tied to as a backrest, and said leisurely: "This game is not over yet, it is not time to see the winner yet. Did Your Highness guess the spy correctly?"
He Simu nodded and said, "I guessed that Lin Huaide died under the city on that day."
She heard that Lin Jun was very close to his uncle and respected him as his father. Originally, his full support for the Tabai Army in the capital city would have likely implicated Lin Huaide. Not only did he not let Lin Huaide sever his relationship with him, he also asked Lin Huaide for help even though he knew there were spies in the army. This would most likely harm the Lin family, but he seemed to be completely unaware and did not even hesitate.
Even with the most sincere and loyal heart, there should be the most basic fears, hesitations and considerations as a human being.
Furthermore, based on He Simu's experience over the past few hundred years, although Lin Jun looked extremely sad on the day Lin Huaide died, he was actually more shocked than in pain, as if he had not expected that Lin Huaide would die so generously.
He seemed to have no idea of his uncle.
"When did you start to doubt him?" He Simu asked.
"From the beginning." Duan Xu laughed and said, "I smelled the scent of the same kind on him."
"The same kind as you? That's definitely not a good person."
"Of course." After a pause, Duan Xu was very tactful and stopped beating around the bush, explaining: "I first realized that Lin Jun was testing Han Lingqiu. I was curious about Han Lingqiu because I suspected that he was someone who only God knew. So why was Lin Jun curious about him? No matter what kind of connection he had with Han Lingqiu, it was very strange."
"But it is unknown whether Han Lingqiu has recovered his memory. I suspect both of them when the grain was burned. Han Lingqiu was brought along when the grain was robbed. Han Lingqiu did not behave like a spy. Danzhi wanted to capture him alive? Maybe someone was curious about him and wanted to take him back for questioning. This also matches Lin Jun."
"So I revealed Han Lingqiu's amnesia to Lin Jun. He became anxious. He couldn't find out Han Lingqiu's true strength during the duel, so he took out the blind test to verify it. The one who knows the blind test is either the Danzhi Royal Court or Tianzhi. He sneaked into the city alone as a spy. He doesn't look like a precious royal court noble, so he must be someone from Tianzhi."
He Simu raised his eyebrows: "A test?"
Duan Xu nodded and said, "This is the assessment for every disciple of Tianzhixiao when they start their apprenticeship. The Danzhi Royal Court is the audience, watching the blindfolded duel between the two disciples. The one who survives will be officially graduated and given the Tianzhixiao number. Fifteen is this number, the fake Lin Jun."
"Since they are all known to God, shouldn't Fifteen have recognized Han Lingqiu from the beginning? Why test him?"
"God knows that disciples of different periods don't usually meet each other. Even if they meet occasionally, they are all covered with black veils, leaving only their eyes exposed. Han Lingqiu's face has been disfigured, so how could Fifteen recognize him?"
He Simu's eyes flickered as she looked at the guy in front of her who was talking freely and felt like he was at home in the enemy camp. She slowly put her index finger in front of her lips and said with a smile, "Hush, someone is coming."
Duan Xu and she turned their heads at the same time and saw a tall and thin man lifting the curtain of the camp. He had a Han Chinese face, his hair was braided into thin braids in the traditional way of the Huqi people and decorated with silver. He had a look as cold as the cold night and a pair of slender phoenix eyes. He could not see He Simu, but only looked at Duan Xu who was tied to the rack indifferently.
Duan Xu looked at him for a moment, then smiled sincerely and said, "God knows that Mr. Fifteen is really good at disguising himself, and even his closest relatives cannot detect it."
This is the true face of the fake Lin Jun.
The man walked up to Duan Xu, looked him up and down for a while, and asked coldly: "Who are you?"
He Simu thought this was a very familiar question. From her to Han Lingqiu to Fifteen, everyone seemed to want to strangle him and make him reveal his true identity.
Duan Xu, who had refused to let go even when the Ghost King had his neck pinched, smiled leisurely and performed Tai Chi with ease.
"Who am I? Who do you think someone who has seen the test of death should be? Now you have held me hostage and tied me up here. When I return to the royal court, what good will you do to me?"
"You are from the royal court? I have never seen you before."
"The Danzhi Royal Court and the Senate have hundreds of nobles. Can you meet them all?"
Fifteen did not comment on Duan Xu's answer. After a pause, he asked again: "How do you know I am Fifteen?"
"The only ones who match in age are fifteen, sixteen, and seventeen. Sixteen became disabled due to an accident, and seventeen has been missing for many years, so you must be fifteen."
"You were kidnapped by me on purpose. What do you want to do? Do you want to return to the royal court?"
Duan Xu leaned against the shelf and said with a bright smile: "What do you think?"
He relied on the fact that Fifteen could not determine his identity and therefore did not dare to torture him casually. This Tai Chi became more and more arrogant, even to the point of being arrogant: "You can't guess me, so I will guess you. Tianzhixiao rarely interferes with military affairs. You sneaked into Shuozhou City most likely to investigate the red bird's disaster. The high priest is most sensitive to such blasphemy against the Cangyan Sutra. You can't find out my background for the time being, and you found that Han Lingqiu's life experience is a mystery, so you stayed in the city and helped Avolzi report the news. You said that if Fenglai knew about this, he would have a problem with you, Tianzhixiao."
Fifteen's pupils shrank slightly, but his overall expression remained calm. He said calmly, "You don't have to show off in front of me how much you know about Danzhi. When you arrive at the royal court, you will know everything."
He seemed to have given up trying to deal with Duan Xu and turned to leave the camp, but Duan Xu said leisurely behind him: "How does it feel to live as Boss Lin?"
Fifteen's steps stopped.
"You have played all kinds of people in your life, but you have probably never lived as a passionate and open person like this. Mr. Fifteen, you said those heroic words about sacrificing your life for the country, but when you saw Lin Huaide willingly going to die under the city, didn't you ever waver a bit?"
He has deceived so many people, is there no moment when he deceived himself
There was a moment of silence in the air, dust was flying under the sunlight, and Fifteen stood in the shadow of the door curtain, his hand holding the door curtain slightly tightened.
He was silent for a while and then turned his head, looking at Duan Xu calmly, and said calmly and firmly: "No. God Cang, God knows that I was born for God Cang and will never betray God Cang."
It was as if when he was Lin Jun, the shock and grief on the city wall were all carefully performed acting.
After saying this, he lifted the camp curtain and walked out. The black figure disappeared behind the curtain. He was only heard outside ordering more troops to keep a close eye on Duan Xu.
Duan Xu sneered and said calmly: "If you can't even have your own name while you're alive, why would you care about gods, immortals, ghosts, and monsters?"
He Simu sighed twice, then she crossed her arms and walked in front of Duan Xu, her red skirt passing through the hay on the ground as if it were nothing.
She approached Duan Xu and stroked his face with her hand. "Now you are trapped in the enemy camp. They are planning to send you back to Danzhi Shangjing. Shuozhou Prefecture is in turmoil. Young general, I still have my proposal. Do you want to make a wish to me?"
Duan Xu blinked his eyes, smiled and leaned forward, whispering in her ear: "We agreed to invite Your Highness to watch the show, how can we let Your Highness go on stage in person?"
He Simu looked up after hearing a slight clicking sound, and saw that Duan Xu had been freed from his handcuffs and leg irons without him noticing. He twisted his red wrists and said lightly, "Unfortunately, I learned how to shrink my bones when I was a kid. There's nothing that can hold me in handcuffs."
He Simu narrowed his eyes. The Huqi people would probably regret not piercing his scapula.