For this reason, no one can disturb the high priest who is dedicated to serving the people and is now ill.

As long as there was a solution, Bai Yan didn't ask any more questions. He waited for a few moments and saw that she had no other instructions, so he turned around and went out to spread the news.

The high priest beside the bed sobbed again: "It's all my fault. If I had the same divine power as you, I wouldn't have to..."

The rest of the words were drowned out by her sobs.

…

The villages of Nan Gu are all built in the same way, surrounded by towering trees, and on each tree there are at least two or more snakes.

The snake's eyes stare at you in the dark, hidden by the leaves.

[This is much more exciting than surveillance.]

I don't know if snake breeders can understand snake language. If they can, I wouldn't dare to think about it.

Jiang Wenjing: "..."

He didn't dare to think about it.

After walking a few steps, I saw Bai Yan under a tree.

It was still raining at the time, but he didn't hold an umbrella. He just stood under the tree, letting the rain slide down and wet his whole body.

Jiang Zhiyu: “…”

Jiang Wenjing: "???"

He was about to go over with an umbrella, but Jiang Zhiyu grabbed the corner of his sleeve.

Jiang Wenjing lowered his head slightly: "?"

Jiang Zhiyu: "Wait a little longer, I'm afraid he'll sing."

Jiang Wenjing frowned even more tightly.

Sing?

[I'm very familiar with this little bit of brokenness.]

[Are we going to perform a walk in the rain later? ]

Just as she thought of this, Bai Yan walked towards them the next second.

Jiang Zhiyu tightened her grip on Jiang Wenjing's fingers.

Jiang Wenjing: "..."

Although he didn't know what had happened, he was inexplicably nervous.

He pursed his lips.

The two watched Bai Yan approach step by step and stop. They looked at him and said, "How long do you two want to see?"

Jiang Zhiyu: “…”

Jiang Wenjing: "..."

His behavior was too normal. Jiang Zhiyu lowered his brows, feeling a little guilty.

Jiang Wenjing grabbed the umbrella handle with his fingers, but before he could say anything, Jiang Zhiyu said, "How can you stand under a tree in the rain? In this kind of weather, under a tree is the most dangerous place."

Bai Yan didn't understand what danger she was talking about. After hearing this, he paused and said, "I just came back from the high priest. Before the sacrifice, the high priest received an oracle. The god borrowed her body, looked after His people, and then left. But how could a human body bear the power of the god? That's why the high priest is now bedridden."

After saying that, Bai Yan blinked twice and stared at them.

What is he expecting?

What is he expecting?

Jiang Wenjing and Jiang Zhiyu had this thought in their minds at the same time.

After waiting for a long while, the three of them were still staring at each other. Jiang Wenjing and Jiang Zhiyu still had umbrellas to protect them, but Bai Yan was standing in the rain. Raindrops kept dripping in front of him. Bai Yan couldn't help but remind him, "The high priest is ill in bed for the people!"

Isn’t it worthy of praise?

Jiang Wenjing: "..."

Jiang Zhiyu: “…”

After hearing the hidden meaning in his words, their expressions became even more complicated.

After a moment, Jiang Zhiyu couldn't help but ask, "Brother, do you think we are fools? You can just lie to yourself about this. Can you really fool our brothers?"

Bai Yan: “…”

He was broken.

He hummed softly, but the rain dripping down his face made his hum lack any force.

"You just don't believe it! We in Nan Gu all believe it!"

Jiang Zhiyu: "...as long as you are happy."

He snorted again and walked away.

Before Jiang Zhiyu could extend her hand to hand over the umbrella, his figure disappeared from sight.

[Look at this kid, he's so angry.]

Not bothering with this little episode, the two of them walked towards where Xu Youran lived.

…

In King Nan Gu's bedroom, he was admiring the string of red agates that was tributed from another country when he heard hurried footsteps.

A young man hurried in and whispered something in his ear.

After hearing the young man's words, the Southern Gu King's expression went blank for a moment. He put the red agate back into the box and closed it. Then he said, "Really? Everything the high priest did today was because of the oracle?"

The young man nodded hurriedly: "Now that the news has spread throughout the royal city, it should be true."

King Nan Gu looked at him suspiciously, "Who spread this news? Why didn't I hear any rumors before?"

"I don't know who spread the news, but it is said that God also made this idea on impulse," the young man paused and said hesitantly, "But the people sent to serve the high priest said that when the high priest changed his clothes before the sacrifice, he did make a temporary modification and muttered to himself, 'They must like it'."

King Nan Gu was suddenly struck by lightning.

The boy even saw fear in his eyes.

Then, the Southern Gu King hurriedly said, "Hurry up and prepare some supplements. I will go see the high priest myself!"

His plan to get rid of the high priest was just an idea and had not yet been implemented.

God will definitely not blame him!

But the young man did not follow his instructions to prepare. Instead, he hesitated and said, "Your Majesty, the high priest said that she is now so sick that she can hardly be distinguished from animals. Therefore, she will not see anyone."

No distinction between humans and animals.

King Nan Gu murmured in his heart, and a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

Is this what he's pointing at?

As soon as anger started to rise in my heart, I thought of God, and the little flame was immediately extinguished by water.

"Then go and prepare a generous gift and send it to the high priest."

The young man nodded, and the Southern Gu King continued, "Is tonight's banquet ready? Have you invited the two Apocalypse envoys as well?"

"In reply to the king, everything is ready."

King Nan Gu nodded with satisfaction.

If he couldn't deal with the high priest, he could always use two envoys of apocalypse to vent his anger.

Although they had acted very tough earlier, hadn't the High Priest said it was just a facade of strength?

He pretends to be really good!

He took a deep breath, thinking that even if those two people made a fool of themselves tonight, he could still regain the face that Nan Gu had lost before.

The depression in King Nan Gu's heart suddenly eased.

…

Even the King of Nan Gu believed those words, let alone the other Nan Gu people.

For a moment, everyone expressed deep remorse for the dark thoughts in their hearts that day. Some even spontaneously organized a prayer event, calling on everyone to pray for the high priest.

Jiang Zhiyu, who was watching the Nan Gu people kneeling and praying in the rain from upstairs, said: "..."

[No, do you really believe it?]

[Even after this treatment, I still drool.]

Jiang Wenjing couldn't help laughing out loud.

"It makes sense for them to believe this. The Nan Gu have always revered the gods. Originally, they called their high priests shamans, meaning messengers of the gods. However, this title was abolished since the last Nan Gu Queen."

Jiang Zhiyu also knew this background information. The main point was: "There is no evidence. They just believe what others say. They believe it? Three people make a tiger. It's true."

If they believe this, then I'll perform a magic trick in front of them, and they'll worship me as a god!

Jiang Zhiyu's eyes were shining and he was ready to go.