Chapter 289 His Portrait
"This person is really hateful. Why does he have to target you like this? Is there some deep hatred between you two?" Qian Heng thought about it and felt that this was the only reason.
"Maybe it is." Jiang Yunxi felt that this was the case, otherwise no one would target others like this for no reason.
"Who do you think you will be in your first life?" Qian Heng was particularly curious now.
Jiang Yunxi curled her red lips and smiled, "I guess he's a bit of a fighter for justice. With my current personality, I probably just couldn't stand what he saw and then got tricked into ending up like this."
Qianheng rolled her eyes and said, "Don't tell me, there really is such a possibility."
A sharp chill flashed across Jiang Yunxi's eyes. She really thought that it might be what she thought. After she was torn into pieces by five horses, some of her body parts fell on the land of Tenglong Kingdom.
The people of the Southern Barbarians specially helped the ancestors of the Zhan family to establish the Tenglong Kingdom. They made up a lie, saying that it was the body parts of a great devil, and then set up an altar here to seal her body parts, as well as her soul and spirit.
The reason why we should help the Zhan family establish a country is very simple.
She has a sense of justice, and the other party needs to threaten her with the lives of all the people in the capital, so that she will give up breaking the formation and take her soul and spirit, so that she can no longer be her complete self.
After New Year's Eve, she will die.
It is very likely that when she dies this time, she will not be reincarnated again, and this body is her tenth life.
It seems that her presence scares the other party, otherwise there would be no need to be so deliberate.
Of course, these are just her guesses, and the truth will only be revealed when she recovers her memories of her first life.
The two of them soon arrived at Huangquan Shop.
"What are we doing here?" Qianheng asked.
"Looking for Meng Po."
Qian Heng curled her lips: "What do you want to do with her?"
Jiang Yunxi: "Understanding what kind of person the first High Priest King of Nanman is, only by understanding his style of doing things, can we guess where he hid the seven array points."
"Oh." Qian Heng understood at once. Indeed, everyone has a different style of doing things, and their behaviors will also be different.
When Meng Po saw them, there was no expression on her face. "Why are you here again?"
She doesn't want to have too much contact with them now.
I always feel that in the future, Tenglong Kingdom will confront Nanman.
"I want to ask you about someone." Jiang Yunxi explained his purpose.
"Could I possibly refuse?"
"Can't."
Meng Po: “…”
Jiang Yunxi smiled and said, "I already know what kind of formation is set up on the altar. I have to say that the person who set up the formation is quite vicious. I want to know what kind of person your Nanman's first high priest king is."
"I don't know either." Meng Po looked away.
"It's not that you don't know, it's that you don't want to say it. I must break this formation. I will go to Nanman in the future. If you help me break the formation, I promise not to harm innocent people in Nanman." Jiang Yunxi's face was full of sincerity.
The Imperial Master would definitely not tell her.
Liu Qingbai, she didn't want to embarrass him.
The only one who could make her understand was Meng Po.
"The High Priest King knows everything about astronomy and geography, and is proficient in all kinds of esoteric arts. According to rumors, he is very mysterious, aloof, and has a strange personality. He doesn't like to spend too much time with people." Meng Po said lightly.
She also learned about the High Priest King from ancient books. After all, he lived hundreds of years ago, so how could she have the chance to meet him?
"Does he have a favorite thing? Or any special hobbies?" Jiang Yunxi asked.
Meng Po thought about it carefully, "His favorite thing seems to be stargazing. As for his special hobbies, there is no record in ancient books. Oh, he seems to like listening to music."
"Opera?" Jiang Yunxi narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Yeah." Meng Po remembered that this did exist.
Jiang Yunxi had a thoughtful look on her face. The letter given by Meng Po only said that the totem was an organization. Back then, the men in black found Shisan Niang and asked her to hand over books about opera.
Does this matter have anything to do with Nanman?
"Is this High Priest King still alive?" Jiang Yunxi asked with a casual smile.
"Miss Jiang, are you joking? Hundreds of years have passed, and the first high priest king died long ago. How could anyone live that long?" Meng Po's face turned cold.
"It's true that humans can't live for hundreds of years, but what if they are not humans?" Jiang Yunxi said meaningfully.
When she saw the Heaven-Dragnet formation, she suspected that the person who set up this formation was the same person who set up the extermination killing formation in the Duke of England's mansion.
If it is really the same person, it means that the first high priest king of Nanman is not dead. When she glimpsed the extinction killing array, she thought that the person who set up the array might be an existence beyond Xuanmen.
"What do you mean?" Meng Po frowned.
"Don't you southern barbarians have a god? What if he is a god?" Jiang Yunxi said with a smile.
Qian Heng glared and snorted coldly, "How could he be a god? They said the altar suppressed the big devil and chopped him into pieces, but it turned out not to be the case. I think he who set up the formation is the big devil."
"Shut up! Who told you to say that about the High Priest King?" Meng Po said angrily with a cold expression. How could the first High Priest King be a big devil?
"Isn't this a discussion?" Qian Heng said unhappily with a dark face. Didn't the Nanman National Master also say that Jiang Yunxi was a big devil? She couldn't say anything about the people of Nanman.
"The High Priest King is not a god, but an ordinary person. He cannot be still alive." Meng Po said with a tense face. If he is still alive, why hasn't he shown up for so many years?
"Maybe he's still alive." Jiang Yunxi narrowed her eyes slightly. If the person who set up the formation was the same person, she had to find him, otherwise the extermination formation of the Duke of Yingguo's Mansion could not be broken.
"No, it's impossible. Nanman has his tomb." Meng Po still didn't want to believe it. Who would be buried in a coffin before dying?
Jiang Yunxi looked at her and asked, "You should have a portrait of him here, right?"
In the palace library, the ancient book had a record of the other person, but there was no portrait of him in it.
"Yes..." Meng Po wanted to say something, but thinking of Jiang Yunxi's promise, she finally did not deny it.
"Show it to me." Jiang Yunxi asked for the other person's portrait.
Meng Po looked at her and finally went to get it herself.
Qian Heng looked at Jiang Yunxi, "What do you want the other person's portrait for?"
Jiang Yunxi smiled slightly. "If he's still alive, it means he's not an ordinary person. His appearance wouldn't have changed after hundreds of years. But if he's afraid of being recognized, he might have disguised himself."
As she spoke, the smile on her face disappeared.
But no matter what, she still wanted to see what the other person looked like.
Meng Po quickly took the portrait and held it tightly in her hand without opening it.
Jiang Yunxi snatched it directly from her hand.
Meng Po: “…”
Jiang Yunxi opened the portrait. It seemed that it had been there for a long time. The white paper had turned yellow. The person was wearing a gorgeous white dress, but his full face was not shown. Only a thin profile was revealed.
"I thought he was an old man, but I didn't expect him to be quite handsome." Qian Heng said after taking a look.
Meng Po: "This was when he was young."
Jiang Yunxi looked at the portrait and quickly put it away. "I want this."
After saying that, she stood up and left.
She is going to find Zhen Mingyue.
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