Hua Cheng learned the Wuyong language by his own inference and learning ability. He could decipher the meaning of the words, but because there was no one alive to read the words to him, he could not match the sounds with the words. Therefore, he could not understand the mutterings of the corpse-eating rats.

However, Xie Lian, who had never been to Tonglu Mountain, understood it. What does this mean?

Hua Cheng knew what he was thinking at a glance, and immediately said: "Brother, don't be nervous. I will repeat those words again, you listen."

Xie Lian said, “…Okay.”

Hua Cheng had a very good memory, and as soon as he left the place where the ghouls gathered, he immediately repeated it clearly. Xie Lian stared at his lips and heard a series of slightly strange pronunciations that were neither fast nor slow.

This string of strange words had an ancient and charming tone. Hua Cheng uttered it neither too loud nor too soft. The tone was deep and beautiful, very pleasant to the ear. After concentrating for a moment, Xie Lian said, "I don't understand."

This was very strange. He could understand the human language spoken by the corpse-eating rats, but now Hua Cheng's retelling was exactly the same, but he couldn't understand it. However, the moment he understood it, it couldn't be an illusion.

Hua Cheng continued: "Just now, when you heard those voices, you understood them instantly and naturally, right?"

Xie Lian said, “Yes. At the time, I didn’t even go through the translation process in my mind.” That’s why I didn’t even realize it was a different language.

Hua Cheng folded his arms, thought for a moment, and said, "I understand."

Xie Lian asked, “What do you understand?”

Hua Cheng said: "What you understand is not Wu Yong language, but the emotions of these dead people."

Xie Lian seemed to understand but not quite. Hua Cheng went on to say, “That is to say, a long time ago, someone heard the voices of the dead, understood them, and remembered them. Then, they unknowingly implanted this memory in you, and infected you with this emotion.

"Because that person knows Wuyong language, he has already done the step of 'understanding', so you don't need to understand Wuyong language at all. These sounds have been hidden deep in your mind. The moment you hear them, you can be directly brought into the emotion."

Xie Lian thought this was possible, and continued, “But the question is, who gave me these memories and emotions? And when did they give them to me?”

After a pause, he murmured, "...National Master?"

Hua Cheng said, "It's not certain. Brother, you are already assuming that your master is from Wuyong. But have you ever thought about this question? If so, then they should have communicated in Wuyong language when they were in the belly of the mountain monster. Why didn't they do that?"

This is not difficult to explain. Xie Lian said, “Because the Wuyong Kingdom was destroyed two thousand years ago, that is to say, if they really had been active in the world for the past two thousand years, they must have used more of the language of later generations. When communicating, they would naturally use the language they are more proficient in.”

Hua Cheng put his arm around his shoulders and said in a more serious tone, "Brother, don't always lead yourself to think in that direction."

Xie Lian then turned back and said, “Okay. Then, Sanlang, if you want to implant certain memories and emotions into others, what conditions are generally required?”

Hua Cheng said: "Two conditions: First, you have absolute trust in this person, have no defenses against him, and are willing to be guided by this person if necessary."

After thinking for a while, Xie Lian had a candidate in mind. Hua Cheng continued, "Second, you have no power to resist this person. You are completely suppressed by him, and you have a deep fear of him. Brother, think carefully about the people you have met over the years who meet these two conditions."

Xie Lian thought for a while, hesitated for a moment, and said slowly, “About three.”

Hua Cheng said: "Okay, which three?"

Xie Lian said, “The first one is the Imperial Master.”

Although he loved his parents deeply and had no defenses, deep down in his heart, he was on a different path from his father, so he could not be said to be willing to be guided by his father. However, the national teacher who introduced him and taught him everything met this condition. This was expected, Hua Cheng said: "Then, the second one?"

Xie Lian said, “Jun Wu.”

He admired Jun Wu very much, so there was no need to elaborate, which also met the first condition. Hua Cheng looked disapproving, but he did not comment, and asked: "What about the last one?"

Xie Lian said, “The third one doesn’t meet the first condition, but the second one.”

Hua Cheng understood. He said in a deep voice: "...Bai Wuxiang?"

Xie Lian closed his eyes, nodded, and stroked his forehead with one hand, saying, “…I won’t hide it from you. Although in everyone’s eyes, I seem to have never revealed this, even to Feng Xin and Mu Qing, I never said discouraging words, but I actually…”

But in fact, deep in his heart, he was deeply afraid of this thing.

There was a time when he even shuddered at the mere mention of this name. However, Xie Lian never dared to let anyone see any of this. Because he was the only hope against Bai Wuxiang, if even he was afraid, wouldn't others be even more desperate? In that case, they would be completely defeated!

Of course, everything is much better now. Hua Cheng held his shoulders tighter and said, "It's okay. There's nothing shameful about being afraid of something."

Xie Lian smiled and said, “I’m just not brave enough.”

Hua Cheng said, "If there is no fear, there is no courage. You don't have to be so harsh on yourself."

Hearing this, Xie Lian was slightly startled, and Hua Cheng immediately said, "So, there are only these three people?"

Xie Lian nodded. In other words, the person who instilled the memories and emotions of the Wuyong people during the volcanic eruption into him was one of these three. Hua Cheng frowned slightly as if thinking about something, while Xie Lian was silent for a while, and suddenly said, "More than that."

Hua Cheng turned his head and asked, "What?"

Xie Lian took a deep breath and said, “Actually, there are more than just these three people. There is also a fourth person. This person meets the first condition. However, he definitely has nothing to do with the memories and emotions of these deceased people.”

Hearing this, Hua Cheng turned around and asked, "Oh? How do you know? Your Highness has been close friends with this person for many years?"

Xie Lian thought that many years didn’t count, but close friends… he thought it counted. But he was too embarrassed to say so, so he said vaguely, “Anyway… he might be the person I trust the most, more than my master and Jun Wu.”

Hua Cheng said: "How do you calculate this?"

Xie Lian coughed lightly and said a little embarrassedly, “I’m ashamed to say this. Because… if I made a huge mistake or caused a huge mess, the first person I would think of would definitely be him… and the trust I have in my master and the emperor is different…” Before he finished speaking, he noticed that Hua Cheng’s expression was a little strange, so he stopped talking and hesitated, “Sanlang?”

Hua Cheng finally came back to his senses, raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh. It's nothing, I was just thinking about something else. Does Your Highness really trust this man so much?"

Although he usually raised his eyebrows to show his satisfaction or teasing, this time it looked unnatural.

Xie Lian nodded and said, “Um…any questions?”

Hua Cheng lowered his head slightly, adjusted the silver wristband on his cuffs, and said nonchalantly: "It's no big deal. But, this is my personal opinion. Brother, you'd better not trust others so easily."

“…”

Hearing him say this, Xie Lian was a little unsure whether he could hear who he was talking about, but he didn’t dare to reveal it further, and just said “Oh…”

After a pause, he couldn't help but ask, "Sanlang, don't you want to know who this person is?"

Hua Cheng said: "Hmm? Me? Since my brother said he trusts him and firmly believes he has nothing to do with this matter, then there is no need to ask."

Xie Lian rubbed his brows, and then Hua Cheng said, “However, if brother is willing to talk, San Lang is also willing to listen.”

Although his words sounded appropriate, it would be awkward if Xie Lian told him right away, as if he was asking someone to tell him who he trusted the most. Xie Lian couldn’t tell whether it was a polite remark or if he really didn’t care. At this moment, the undead butterflies that had just been tearing blood and flesh apart with the cadaver rats flew back. After a fierce battle, the silver butterflies flew a little low, as if they were a little tired. Xie Lian quickly went up to them, stretched out his hand to catch an especially slender little silver butterfly, and said, “Thank you for your hard work!”

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the butterflies in the air slowed down, and the next moment, as if they had smelled something delicious, they flew towards him like crazy. Xie Lian was holding the little silver butterfly, and was almost stunned. Hua Cheng coughed lightly, and the butterflies froze again, flying towards him obediently, landing on the silver wristband on his arm, and merging into the silver butterfly pattern carved on it.

The two continued to look for Yinyu. After walking for a while, Hua Cheng suddenly said, "It's not Feng Xin."

Xie Lian had already started thinking about other things. He was startled when he heard this and asked, “Ah? What?”

Hua Cheng said: "The person my brother was talking about."

Xie Lian immediately waved his hands and said, “Of course not!”

Hua Cheng's eyebrows twitched and he said, "It's not admiration, is it?"

A drop of sweat dripped down Xie Lian’s forehead, and he moved his hands faster, saying, “This is even more impossible! But why is San Lang suddenly asking about this now?”

Hua Cheng smiled and said, "I thought about it and suddenly felt that this fourth person was the most suspicious. So, just in case, can you please tell me who this close friend of yours whom you trust the most?"

“…”

Xie Lian looked at the smile on his face and had a feeling that it was fake. Just as he took a deep breath and prepared to speak, the faint silver light on the silver butterflies that were exploring the way suddenly disappeared.

The surroundings fell into darkness, and Hua Cheng quickly took Xie Lian's hand and dodged to the side of the street. Xie Lian sensed something was wrong and lowered his voice to ask, "Sanlang, is something coming?"

Although he was suddenly plunged into darkness and could not see anything, he still followed Hua Cheng's steps and accurately climbed into a house to hide. Hua Cheng's voice whispered in his ear: "Here I come."

Suddenly, a very strange sound was heard in the darkness.

Boom, boom, boom.

Although it was still far away, it was heavy and heavy, and with each sound, the sound moved closer. The speed was amazing. Xie Lian felt that the sound was strangely familiar, and he had definitely heard it somewhere before. When the sound was not far away, he looked outside.

Sure enough! A girl in a wedding dress appeared on the street of the underground city.

Although the girl was wearing a wedding dress, it was tattered and looked eerie. Although she had a long and beautiful face, she looked lifeless. A green ghost light above her head made her pale face look green. She was holding a child in her arms, whose face was also pale, but still looked more alive than her, and was obviously a living person.

Hua Cheng said: "Seeing old friends again."

It turned out to be the female ghost Xuan Ji and Gu Zi!