Chapter 97: God's Oracle: We Will All Die

The carriage swayed, lazy sunlight sprinkled on the carriage, and Qin Yuqing slowly opened his eyes.

She leaned lazily in Lu Jingchuan's arms, playing with Lu Jingchuan's hair, tying it into small braids, and then untying it, watching the straight black hair turn into small curls.

"Wuling City, if I remember correctly, is Yao Yu's hometown." Qin Yuqing suddenly remembered something and looked up at Lu Jingchuan. "Is Yao Yu doing well in the capital?"

"I've achieved some success by opening an auction house with calligraphy and paintings." Lu Jingchuan said simply, but in fact it was not a small achievement.

Yao Yu is indeed the son of a merchant. He has a very high business talent and a sharp vision. In a short period of time, he established a foothold in the capital and opened the most prosperous auction house in the most prosperous area of ​​the capital.

It is said that every item involved in the auction house now is priceless, and most of them are priceless treasures, including some other gray and black industrial chains.

What can be auctioned depends entirely on Yao Yu's mood.

Qin Yuqing nodded in understanding. Yao Yu's temperament and dress did not look like a child from a poor family. Although he had never been to the west, judging from the situation in the south.

The West will only become more chaotic. If there is no one side to protect it, it will become even more difficult for the West to move forward.

The fox narrowed his eyes slightly. This trip to the West was not only to retrieve the twins' memories, but also to resolve the chaos in Arhan.

Moreover, she remembered that Park Qinghe fell into a coma in the mountains behind the capital, and woke up again fifteen days later in Bizhou. There must be secrets hidden in the west during this period.

As for the privately minted copper coins discovered in the south, Qin Yuqing can now be sure that there are strongholds not only in the south, but also in the west and north.

As for the eastern part of Dayin, apart from the fishing villages, there is nothing but a vast ocean. Moreover, due to its unique geographical location, supplies in the east are extremely scarce.

Foods like white flour, seasonal vegetables, beef, mutton and pork are extremely expensive there.

Therefore, the east is currently the only safe place in Dayin, at least it is not a battleground for military strategists.

"Yao Yu still has to come with us to the south. With Yao Yu in Wuling City, we should be able to save a lot of trouble." Qin Yuqing said thoughtfully. She was not afraid that the prefect of Wuling City would do anything to her, but after all, it is better to have less trouble than more.

"Wuling City." Lu Jingchuan lifted the curtain with one hand, and the breeze outside the carriage blew into the carriage.

The moment he learned the news about the National Master, even before Lu Jingchuan's order was given, Yao Yu took the initiative to volunteer to follow the National Master to the west.

Qin Yuqing nodded. She liked smart people who could do things on their own without her instructions.

At night, Qin Yuqing and his group rested by the river. Xiaolu also woke up from his coma, but was still a little weak.

"Princess." Xiaolu looked at Qin Yuqing hesitantly, reached out to take the roasted sweet potato that Qin Yuqing handed to her, and began to eat it in small bites.

"Go slowly, be careful of the heat." Qin Yuqing handed another one to Chuntao, "Are you feeling better? Is there anything you want to say to me?"

The little deer held the sweet potato in her hand and tears began to fall as she ate it. The more she tried to hold back her tears, the harder she cried.

Qin Yuqing was a little amused. She reached out her hand and gently wiped the deer's tears. She smiled and asked, "Is it because all the deer are crying with joy because they are about to see their brother?"

The little deer kept shaking her head, her tone full of self-blame: "Princess, I dreamed of an oracle."

Qin Yuqing's expression remained unchanged. Upon hearing this, she first asked about Xiaolu's health: "Are you feeling unwell? Don't act rashly now. Wait until you see Xiaowu before making any further plans."

Seeing Xiaolu shaking his head at her, the tears in her eyes could not be stopped, and she almost burst into tears.

"We will all die." Xiaolu put the sweet potato on the ground, stood up and ran to Qin Yuqing, threw himself into Qin Yuqing's arms, and burst into tears.

"Princess, Xiaolu and brother should stop looking for memories. Let's go back to the capital now, okay? Don't go to Arhan."

"I saw it all. We are all going to die."

In the silent woods, the only sound was the fawn's continuous crying. Her crying became louder and louder, as if she wanted to vent all the fear in her heart.

"Everyone will die. The oracle cannot be changed. The oracle is what is destined to happen in the future."

"The little deer doesn't want memories anymore. The little deer wants a princess, the little deer wants a brother, and everyone wants to be alive."

"We will all die in Arhan."

Qin Yuqing patted the deer's back. She was still a child after all. The oracle must be terrifying to her. The child must have been holding it in for a long time and only cried because she really couldn't hold it back any longer.

However, there was one thing about Xiaolu's words that Qin Yuqing was very concerned about.

"It's okay, I'm here for everything, nothing will happen to us." Qin Yuqing started asking carefully after seeing the little deer's crying subside.

"Why did they say that we would all die in Arhan? Is this oracle mode in the form of a picture?"

The little deer sniffed and slowly raised her head. Her eyes were swollen and she said in a hoarse voice, "Princess, this time I saw the oracle and saw that you accompanied my brother and me to Arhan."

Tears gathered in her eyes once again, but Fawn knew she had already cried once, and now what mattered was getting the oracle across.

"We encountered the mad high priest in Arhan, and he subsequently killed all of us."

The surroundings fell silent again. Qin Yuqing nodded, turned to look at Pu Qinghe and asked, "Pu Qinghe, you were once tasked with hunting down Arhan's twins. What do you think about this matter?"

Park Qinghe jumped down from the branch, picked up a stone on the ground and threw it into the distance: "If you die, you die. It doesn't matter if you die sooner or later."

"But I think there is something strange about this matter." Park Qinghe looked at Xiaolu who was crying like a child. After spending these days together, he understood that Xiaolu might lie to him and others, but would never lie to Qin Yuqing.

"From all the clues I know, the high priest doted on the twins. If he had just killed us, there wouldn't have been any problem, but he killed the twins as well."

"The high priest is crazy." Xiaolu's voice trembled, "But, the high priest is crazy."

Qin Yuqing reached out and gently covered Xiaolu's eyes: "Putting aside the oracle, Xiaolu's first instinct is, is the high priest going crazy?"

Xiaolu's eyes kept trembling, and the images of the oracle kept changing in her mind. Finally, she whispered, "I will go crazy."

Strange emotions flashed in everyone's eyes. Everyone present had experienced the events in the Snow Mountain Smoke City. It was very likely that the high priest of Alhan and the god of the Snow Mountain were the same existence.

Then Alhan’s incident is closely related to Yu Bingyan.

"But you won't kill me and my brother." Xiaolu's trembling voice was full of determination. She didn't know why she felt this way.

"Princess, I don't know why I would think that, but I don't think so."

Qin Yuqing chuckled softly and patted the deer's head gently: "The oracle only showed you pictures, and these pictures are bound to happen."

Seeing that Xiaolu's eyes were filled with panic again, Qin Yuqing picked up a new piece of baked sweet potato, handed it to Xiaolu and said with a smile.

"But why did it happen? What kind of consequences will it produce? Did the deer see these scenes?"

The deer shook her head, but fear was still in her eyes: "But I saw you killed by the mad high priest."

"As you said, even if we were killed by the high priest, it only proves that we would be killed. However, the reason for the killing is definitely not as simple as madness."

"Besides, the dead don't necessarily mean they won't be resurrected. What happened in Yanyun City and the secrets surrounding Yu Bingyan are enough to explain everything."

Like the deer, the fear in everyone's eyes gradually dissipated.

Yes, it just means that you will be killed, but faking death is still death.

"This world can no longer be explained by common sense." Qin Yuqing said this not only to Xiaolu and everyone else, but also to herself.

"Some things exist in the future that haven't happened yet. Whether it's an oracle or a prophecy, they're just fragments of what will happen in the future."

Qin Yuqing stretched and said, "So don't be afraid. Since it is bound to happen, let's just wait and see." After that, she asked Chuntao to take Xiaolu to rest first.

The child had not had a good rest to begin with, and had a nightmare that could be called a nightmare. After being comforted by the head of the family, he soon fell into a deep sleep.

Everyone by the river had dispersed, and Lu Jiu and Pu Qinghe stood not far away watching over everyone.

Qin Yuqing sat by the river, picked up small stones on the ground and threw them away. She saw Lu Jingchuan coming over and sitting down next to her.

A hint of hesitation flashed in Fox's eyes. She was the backbone of everyone and could not show any intention of retreating. But in front of Lu Jingchuan, she did not need to pretend or hide herself.

"Jingchuan, this is bound to happen, right?"

Lu Jingchuan didn't say anything. There was heartache in his eyes. He rubbed Qin Yuqing's head, held her in his arms, and sighed softly.

Sometimes, no answer is often the best answer.

Suddenly, Qin Yuqing remembered that in the original book, Lu Jingchuan came back from the west and locked himself in the room for a long time.

He kept scribbling in the room, writing words that Qin Yuqing could not understand. Even those characters looked like ghost paintings in Qin Yuqing's eyes.

But now, Qin Yuqing has a bold guess. What happened in Yanyun City has proved to Qin Yuqing that what she is experiencing now is similar to what happened to Lu Jingchuan in the time and space of the original book.

So, what happened to him back then? What did he see? And how did he manage to force his way back to Great Yin?

Lu Jingchuan sighed again, his voice full of vicissitudes: "It's all over."

Just a few simple words made Qin Yuqing's tears flow uncontrollably.

The fawn's oracle was true; they would indeed die.

What about Lu Jingchuan? Why did he go to the West in the original book's time and space?

Qin Yuqing didn't dare to think about it anymore. The pain in her heart was unstoppable, as if countless small needles were piercing her heart.

It was so uncomfortable that I couldn't breathe.

"I'm late." Qin Yuqing's voice was choked with sobs. She blamed herself and said, "If I had come earlier, you wouldn't have suffered, and we would have lived happily together."

Lu Jingchuan held Qin Yuqing's face in his hands and wiped the tears from her face with his fingertips: "It's not too late, it's just right."

After saying that, he lowered his head and gently kissed Qin Yuqing on the mouth.

"Everything is just right."