Chapter 493 The Real High Priest

The rain in Nanlong was getting lighter and lighter, and there was a tendency for it to stop.

There were no stone slabs on the mountain leading to the temple, and the road was very muddy and difficult to walk on.

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

Waiting at the entrance of the temple was the high priest seen during the sacrifice that day.

She opened her eyes wide and saw them rushing towards her, saying anxiously: "Hurry! We have evacuated everyone, and my mother is anxious to see you!"

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

Without time to ask more questions, several people rushed into the temple, entered the inner room, and what came into view was a large bed.

The bed was surrounded by veils, so the person could not be seen clearly. One could only see a skinny hand sticking out from the veil, hanging by the bed.

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

As she was crying, a hand suddenly covered her mouth from behind, and then she heard the girl's whisper: "Shush, stop making noise."

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

The person lying on the bed suddenly opened her eyes.

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

No one noticed the movement on the bed.

The young high priestess had her mouth covered, and when she heard what she said, she nodded hurriedly.

Mother is still alive!

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

The young high priestess was silent and the hall was suddenly silent.

The hand held by the young high priestess moved, and a hoarse voice sounded: "I don't have much time left, so I won't be polite with you. I know the purpose of your trip and I don't want to stop you. I only have one request. I hope you can leave her and Bai Yan a way out."

Bai Yan and the young high priestess were stunned for a few seconds at the same time, and sadness filled their eyes.

Jiang Zhiyu pursed her lips.

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

The voice was silent for a long time.

"You should have been buried under the yellow sand of Mobei. Now you can stand here and talk to me because of the person behind you, right?"

Jiang Wenjing: "!!!"

His pupils trembled slightly, and his breathing became rapid.

Why did she know?

Jiang Zhiyu took a few steps forward, her face tense, and her expression looked very intimidating: "Don't say these are useless, just tell me what you want to exchange."

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

"The sacred object of Nanlong, after my death, I'm afraid that Nanlong will no longer exist in the future. With this sacred object, you can understand the past and the present, and know the future."

His sister can also do this.

Jiang Wenjing thought in his heart, but his face did not show any expression.

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 this matter.

Jiang Zhiyu's cold eyes fell on the gauze curtain. Even though the person on the bed could not see her expression through the gauze curtain, he seemed to be able to feel the biting chill.

...

"Your Majesty, the spies sent to keep an eye on the envoys of Tianqi said that the high priest wanted to see them, and Bai Yan took them there!"

King Nanlong stood up from his chair abruptly: "Why didn't you stop them? Where are they now?"

"I don't know. As soon as I heard the news, I came to report to Your Majesty."

King Nanlong walked back and forth 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 smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Quick, call people and surround the temple for me!"

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

"It's precisely because the high priest is there," King Nanlong said impatiently: "What did the envoys of Tianqi do at the banquet that day? Burying gunpowder, killing ministers, and what else can't they do because they are so cruel?"

The man swallowed his saliva, thinking of all kinds of terrible scenes in his mind, and said in a dry voice: "Your Majesty means that they will take action against the high priest?!"

King Nanlong stroked his chin: "Nine out of ten times, go and call people! We must not let them succeed!"

"Yes!"

...

Tianqi.

Gao Zilun followed the attendant through the streets and alleys. He walked so much that he could not tell where he was. Then the attendant said, "Sir, 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 to see them.

Gao Zilun's eyes were full of satisfaction. He took out some silver from his waist and put it in the servant's hand: "You did a good job on this matter. I reward you."

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

The servant smiled. Gao Zilun keenly caught the greed in the eyes of the strong man and said loudly: "After the matter is done, you will all have it. Okay, let me hear your plan for tonight."

The leading strong man picked up a thick branch and began to draw on the ground: "I have looked at the terrain. Tonight we will divide our troops into three groups. Two groups will lure away the people guarding outside the mansion, and one group will enter the mansion and wait, and also protect the young master..."

He finished speaking one by one, and every link was considered very thoughtfully. Gao Zilun didn't even say a word.

After explaining in detail, Zhuang Han looked at Gao Zilun and said, "But you must hurry up after entering the mansion. We can only divert them for half an hour at most."

Half an hour...

Gao Zilun's eyes flashed with dissatisfaction, but thinking that the other party was the Jinyiwei after all, he nodded.

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

Zhuang Han pointed the alleys around Xu's mansion with the branch in his hand.

...

Yu's 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 Jinyiwei replied in a low voice.

The emperor nodded.

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

"Anything else to report?"

The captain hesitated: "After I reported to Your Majesty that day, I went to the imperial prison to see Lord Jiang and told him about this. Lord Jiang ordered me to beat him half to death, but not to really kill him."

"Then do as he says."

"Yes."

...

In the temple, the air seemed to be stagnant.

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

A voice came from the bed: "The sacrifice is the responsibility of the people in the temple. The spirit boy is the most important sacrifice in the sacrifice. The two murderers have killed so many people, I didn't expect that they would have a kind heart towards them."

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

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 be the high priest who did it himself, so it is so lifelike."