The rain in Nan Gu was getting lighter and lighter, and there was a hint of it stopping.

The mountain leading to the temple is not paved with stone slabs, the road is very muddy and not easy to walk on.

It took Jiang Zhiyu, Jiang Wenjing and Bai Yan nearly half an hour to reach the outside of the temple.

Waiting at the temple entrance was the high priest who had been seen during the sacrifice that day.

Her eyes widened as she saw them rushing towards her, her tone anxious: "Hurry! I've already evacuated everyone. Mother is anxious to see you!"

Her eyes were red, obviously she had just cried. Bai Yan's face suddenly changed.

Without asking any more questions, several people rushed into the temple and entered the inner room. What caught their eyes was a big bed.

The bed was surrounded by gauze curtains, so the person could not be seen clearly. All that could be seen was a skinny hand sticking out from the gauze curtains, hanging down by the bed.

"Mother!" The young high priestess rushed over crying and grabbed the hand: "Mother, the person is here! Mother!"

She was crying when a hand suddenly covered her mouth from behind. Then, she heard a girl's whisper in her ear: "Shh, don't make noise."

"She was talking, but you covered it up when you cried."

The person lying on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.

She even had difficulty turning her head, but her eyes were still fixed on the bed.

The movement on the bed did not attract anyone's attention.

The young high priestess had her mouth covered, and after hearing her words, she nodded hurriedly.

Mother is still alive!

Jiang Zhiyu lowered his eyes and looked at her, and only let go of her hand after making sure that she would not scream like she did just now.

The young high priestess obediently remained silent, and the hall suddenly fell silent.

The hand held by the young high priestess moved, and a hoarse voice rang out: "My time is short, so I won't be polite with you. I know the purpose of your trip, and I don't want to stop you. I have only one request. I hope you can spare her and Bai Yan's life."

Bai Yan and the young high priestess were both stunned for a few seconds, sadness in their eyes.

Jiang Zhiyu pursed her lips.

Jiang Wenjing stepped forward and stood in front of Jiang Zhiyu: "Why should we agree to you?"

The voice was silent for a long time.

"You should have been buried in the yellow sands of Mobei. The fact that you're standing here talking to me is all because of the person behind you, isn't it?"

Jiang Wenjing: "!!!"

His pupils trembled slightly and his breathing became rapid.

Why would she know?

Jiang Zhiyu took a few steps forward, her face tense and her expression intimidating. "Don't say these useless things. Just tell me what you want in exchange."

Her tone was rude, and Bai Yan and the young high priestess looked at her with slightly cold eyes.

"The Southern Gu Sacred Relic. After I die, I'm afraid the Southern Gu will no longer exist. With this sacred relic, you will be able to understand the past, present, and future."

His sister can do this kind of thing too.

Jiang Wenjing thought about it in his heart, but did not show it on his face.

They all looked at Jiang Zhiyu in silence.

“Who prepared the sacrifice?”

Jiang Zhiyu spoke again, but asked a question that had nothing to do with the matter.

Jiang Zhiyu's cold gaze fell on the gauze curtain. Even though the person on the bed couldn't see her expression through the gauze curtain, they seemed to be able to feel the biting chill.

…

"Your Majesty, the spies we sent to monitor the Apocalypse envoys said that the high priest wants to see them, and Bai Yan is taking them there!"

The Southern Gu King suddenly stood up from his chair: "Why didn't you stop them?! Where are they now?"

"I didn't know. As soon as I heard the news, I came to report it to the king."

King Nan Gu walked back and forth in circles on the ground with a thoughtful look in his eyes. The people who came to report saw that his face was getting colder and colder, but a weird and neurotic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Quick, go call people and surround the temple!"

The people below were shocked: "Your Majesty, but that is the high priest..."

"It's precisely because the high priest is there," King Nan Gu said impatiently, "What did the Apocalypse envoys do at the banquet that day? Burying gunpowder, killing ministers, is there anything else they can't do that's so ruthless?"

The man swallowed hard, his mind conjuring up all sorts of horrific scenarios. He said in a dry voice, "Your Majesty, are you saying that they will attack the high priest?!"

The Southern Gu King rubbed his chin and said, "It's a sure thing. Go get them! We can't let them succeed!"

"yes!"

…

Apocalypse.

Gao Zilun followed the attendant through the streets and alleys, and after he had walked so much that he could no longer tell where he was, the attendant finally said, "Master, we're here."

Gao Zilun looked up and saw more than a dozen tall and strong men standing in a row. He had to look up at them.

Gao Zilun's eyes were filled with satisfaction. He took out some small change from his waist and placed it in the servant's hand: "You did a good job on this matter. Here's a reward for you."

"Thank you very much, sir. Thank you very much, sir!"

The attendant smiled broadly. Gao Zilun keenly caught the greed in the sturdy man's eyes and said loudly, "When this is done, you will all have it. Now, let me hear your plans for tonight."

The leading sturdy man picked up a thick branch and began to trace the terrain. "I've examined the terrain. Tonight, we'll split into three groups. Two will lead away the guards outside the mansion, while one will enter the mansion and wait for orders, also to protect the young master..."

He finished talking one by one, considering every detail very carefully, and Gao Zilun didn't even get a word in.

After explaining the details, the strong man looked at Gao Zilun and said, "But you must hurry up after entering the mansion. We can only distract them for half an hour at most."

Half an hour...

A hint of dissatisfaction flashed in Gao Zilun's eyes, but thinking that the other party was a Jinyiwei after all, he nodded.

"Okay, then tonight at midnight. If you arrive first, please wait for us in this alley."

The sturdy man pointed at the alleys around Xu's house with the branch in his hand.

…

Imperial study.

"Is everything arranged?" the emperor asked softly.

"Your Majesty, everything has been arranged. They are all working in the palace. Gao Zilun has never seen them before, so he won't be suspicious."

The captain of the Embroidered Uniform Guard answered in a low voice.

The emperor nodded.

He began to review the memorial again, and when he looked up again, the captain was still standing there.

"Is there anything else to report?"

The captain hesitated, "After I reported to His Majesty that day, I went to see Lord Jiang in the Imperial Prison and told him about this. Lord Jiang ordered me to beat him half to death, but not to kill him."

"Then do as he says."

"yes."

…

Inside the temple, the air seemed to be stagnant.

The young high priestess kept her eyes closed the whole day and didn't see anything. At this moment, she looked at Bai Yan's face with a little trepidation.

A voice drifted over from the bed: "The people in the temple are responsible for the sacrifices. The spirit child is the most important sacrifice in the sacrifice. You two have killed so many people, I didn't expect you to have a kind heart towards them."

Bai Yan lowered his head, but he didn't expect that Jiang Zhiyu would laugh the next second.

Everyone was stunned.

"Is it me who has a kind heart, or is it the high priest who has a kind heart?" Jiang Zhiyu asked back.

"I guess it must have been made by the high priest himself, that's why it looks so lifelike."