Chapter 169: She is still her
Su Zhenzhen looked confident and arrogant, even raising her chin slightly, and said provocatively, "You dare to question me?"
After saying that, Su Zhenzhen released General Huo from the storage compartment.
Regardless of whether everyone knows General Huo, the sight of this grotesque figure with only half his body still attached to his skin is already quite impactful.
Moreover, this person who appeared out of nowhere had his feet three feet off the ground.
It's a ghost!
Thump!
In an instant, a huge crowd knelt down. Chen Wa's legs felt as if his bones had been pulled out, and he spoke tremblingly, "High Priest, please forgive me."
Before General Huo could figure out what was going on, Su Zhenzhen stuffed him back into the storage compartment.
Su Zhenzhen remained silent, and Chen Wa watched as the ghost that appeared out of nowhere suddenly disappeared, making him increasingly uneasy.
Even skilled sorcerers have quite a temper, let alone a high priest who can communicate with ghosts and gods.
"Please forgive me, High Priest; I did not mean to offend you."
No one dared to reveal their identity as the High Priestess, which is why Su Zhenzhen was so fearless.
After all, in the Jiang Dynasty, who would dare to question the High Priest?
But the high priest's whereabouts are unpredictable, and even the emperor cannot see him whenever he wants. Why would he suddenly appear in Fenglin County?
People had some doubts, and Su Zhenzhen's actions just now were to completely dispel those doubts.
Taoist priests can perform rituals to summon spirits, but can they control ghosts at will?
Su Zhenzhen thoroughly enjoyed the county magistrate's panic. She had to admit, it felt really good to look down on everyone. No wonder so many people wanted to climb to that high position.
"Get up. If I weren't in such a predicament today, I wouldn't have revealed my identity. I've been living in seclusion for years, but I was shocked to hear of the locust plague in the south and feared further turmoil and the Jiang family dynasty's renewed war. So I came out to save people, and I originally planned to go back to seclusion after this matter was settled."
Su Zhenzhen's words sent a chill down Chen Wa's spine. So, it was he who had interrupted the High Priest's birth to save people.
"High Priest, please calm down. I truly did not mean to offend you, nor did I intend to disrupt your practice."
Chen Wa didn't quite understand Su Zhenzhen's methods, but he thought that some Taoists would do good deeds to increase their merits, so it must be a similar approach.
Not to mention that he even ordered his men to turn against the high priest.
As for why Su Zhenzhen hesitated to act at the beginning, it was because the High Priest did not want to take the lives of mortals.
And that fool of his, after all that commotion, why didn't he just let them leave? Instead, he stupidly bumped into them again, forcing the high priest to reveal his true form in front of everyone.
Are they going to be silenced? After all, the High Priest has always been shrouded in mystery.
Chen Wa hated Song Anbang to the core and decisively betrayed him.
"High Priest, please calm down. I only believed Song Anbang's nonsense. I didn't mean to oppose you. That scoundrel said that a man and a woman came south and were traitors to the court. I just happened to meet them and took care of them."
"Oh?" Su Zhenzhen smiled enigmatically.
Hensheng, who was standing to the side, had been stunned since Su Zhenzhen said that she was the High Priest of the Jiang Dynasty. Now, he was awakened by the faint smile on her face. His eyes were filled with mixed emotions, but since no one was paying attention to him, no one noticed.
"The number one traitor in the world calls others traitors, and Magistrate Chen actually believes that?" Su Zhenzhen suddenly challenged, questioning her sharply.
It's important to understand that Song Anbang was the direct instigator of the death of the last emperor, Jiang Yichun. Others might have a chance to be exonerated, but he entered the court because of Jiang Yichun's appreciation, and in the end, he repaid kindness with enmity by opening the gates of the capital and letting the rebel army into the city.
Chen Wa immediately kowtowed to the ground, pleading, "Please calm your anger, High Priest."
The people of the Jiang Dynasty had a deep-seated reverence for the high priest; otherwise, Emperor Chang would not have gone mad because of a prophecy.
Here, the high priest is the god.
People dare to challenge imperial power, but not divine authority. No matter how powerful a person is, they have no support after death.
Chen Wa was terrified that after his death he would be dragged out by the high priest and subjected to extreme torture, or that the high priest would not allow him to be reincarnated, in which case he would become a wandering ghost.
"High Priest, please give me a chance to atone for my sins. I will surely treat you as an honored guest and worship you day and night."
Chen Wa wasn't sure if this kind of officialdom approach would work on the High Priest, but he still had to show some attitude.
Su Zhenzhen's expression softened slightly, and she lowered her tone, "Considering that you were also deceived by the rebels, I'll spare you this time. Remember, you must not reveal my whereabouts, understand?"
"Understood, understood!" Chen Wa quickly agreed. "However... High Priest, now that you have appeared in the world, why not stay in Fenglin County for a few days? That way, I can do my part as a host and atone for my unintentional offense."
Su Zhenzhen looked thoughtful, her brows furrowing slightly, before finally nodding slowly. "Remember, don't make a fuss about it."
"Yes, yes, yes," Chen Wa replied repeatedly. "Please rest assured, High Priest, my men are very tight-lipped; they saw nothing."
Thus, Chen Wa treated Su Zhenzhen and Hensheng as honored guests, respectfully inviting them into his villa.
Chen Wa sent a maid to serve him, and then wisely withdrew. Too many things had happened today, and he needed to sort them out carefully.
After dismissing the maids who were serving her, Su Zhenzhen lay down on the bed. After so many days traveling south, she could finally get a good night's sleep.
"Zhenzhen." Hensheng walked to the bedside, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.
Su Zhenzhen, her eyes half-open, asked weakly, "What do you want to say?"
"Zhenzhen, are you really the High Priestess?"
Su Zhenzhen opened her eyes, and an indescribable sense of intimidation immediately washed over her.
Even his voice carried an undeniable authority: "From this moment forward, I am the High Priest of the Jiang Dynasty."
After saying that, Su Zhenzhen closed her eyes, seemingly exhausted.
Hen Dong moved her lips, but ultimately said nothing more, simply standing quietly by the bedside.
Su Zhenzhen slept very soundly, without dreaming of anything unusual, and woke up feeling refreshed.
Jian Hensheng sat on the footstool, propping his head up with one hand against the foot of the bed, it was unclear whether he was asleep or resting with his eyes closed.
Su Zhenzhen smiled slightly, feeling great. With such a stunning beauty by her side, all her worries vanished in an instant.
Su Zhenzhen realized that her mindset had changed and become somewhat strange; she felt like she wasn't herself anymore.
And this change happened exactly after I finished watching that creation myth.
Thanks to her consistently optimistic attitude, Su Zhenzhen wasn't in a hurry at all. She was still herself, and she would only ever be herself.
Nothing external can change my mind; I follow my heart, and my heart thinks for me.
Su Zhenzhen reached out her hand, and just as her fingertips were about to touch Hensheng, the jade-like beauty opened her eyes. Her long eyelashes fluttered, her eyes sparkling with life, and her voice, slightly hoarse and weary, sounded like a whisper of affection.
"Zhenzhen."
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