Sitting back on the bed, Jiang Zhan's face became solemn.

He did not show it in front of the old man and the young boy, but he had already sensed that something was wrong.

Based on experience, the injuries on his body had obviously mostly healed, and at most his movements were slightly affected, but now he was unable to walk.

These people added something to his daily diet?

Despite this speculation, Jiang Zhan could do nothing about it, let alone completely break off relations.

If he pretends to be stupid, at least he still has a chance. If he falls out with the enemy, the other party might just use tough measures to confine him, and he will have no chance to escape.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhan suddenly felt a little regretful.

I should have agreed to change people earlier.

That girl named Ahua obviously has feelings for him, maybe she can use her beauty to win him over?

Jiang Zhan was very upset and decided to ask for a replacement.

Elder Hua led Jiang Si out and paused as he passed Alan: "Alan, you come too."

Alan hesitated for a moment, bent his knees and followed Elder Hua.

The night has enveloped the entire village. There are few people walking outside. The aroma of rice wafting from each household is becoming more and more rich and mouth-watering.

Jiang Si followed Elder Hua farther and farther away from the smell of fireworks and finally stopped at a house.

We have arrived at the great elder’s residence.

Elder Hua rang the bronze bell hanging beside the door, and soon the door opened.

A middle-aged woman opened the door and bowed to Elder Hua.

Elder Hua nodded slightly and led Jiang Si and Alan in.

The middle-aged woman seemed to have no curiosity at all. She lowered her eyes, closed the door, and didn't even look at Jiang Si.

The courtyard was quiet. The moonlight was like frost, interweaving with the light flowing out of the house, illuminating the way forward.

Jiang Si stepped onto the stone steps, feeling inexplicably nervous.

Her feelings towards the Great Elder were complicated. If she had to say, gratitude outweighed everything else.

In her previous life, it was the white-haired old man who gave her a new identity and taught her many skills.

Although from now on, letting her pretend to be a saint is a mutually beneficial thing for Wu Miao, and the Great Elder may have other purposes in teaching her, but those days of being together day and night and patiently teaching her are real.

There were only three steps on the platform. Elder Hua had already walked in. He noticed that Jiang seemed to be standing still, so he turned around to look at him.

Alan, who was following behind Elder Hua, also turned around, with a critical look in his eyes.

Is this the woman that Elder Hua found from somewhere else to impersonate the saint?

She doesn't look that good. How can such a person be qualified to pretend to be a saint?

Alan was full of disdain, but because Elder Hua was present, he suppressed his thoughts for the time being.

Jiang seemed to come to his senses and followed.

The house was filled with a strange fragrance, very faint and almost imperceptible.

An old voice came: "Someone is coming?"

Elder Hua hurriedly said, "Here they are."

There was silence in the room for a while, and then the voice sounded again: "Let me in."

"Yes." Elder Hua motioned Jiang Si to follow and walked into the door with colorful curtains.

The light in the room was dim. An old woman with silver hair was sitting cross-legged, looking calmly towards the door.

Elder Hua stepped forward quickly, moved aside to reveal Jiang Si, and said, "Great Elder, this is the lady."

The Great Elder's gaze fell on Jiang Si.

Jiang Si bowed to the great elder.

The Great Elder was slightly startled, his originally nonchalant expression changed, and he looked at Elder Hua.

The woman in front of him had the appearance of Elder Hua's granddaughter and was performing Wu Miao rituals.

This gift is very standard.

Is this really the woman who looks like Asan that Elder Hua found in the distant capital of Great Zhou?

Elder Hua suppressed his surprise and explained, "I told her some of our stories on the way."

She did mention it to Jiang Si after seeing how the elders performed greetings in Wu Miao, but she didn't expect the other party to do it so well.

"Remove the disguise from her face."

Elder Hua nodded, took out a bottle of ointment from the cloth bag he carried with him, took out some and smeared it on a clean handkerchief, and gradually removed Jiang Si's disguise.

The great elder stared at Jiang Si's face intently, and saw that the woman's skin was becoming whiter and whiter, and her eyebrows and eyes were gradually changing.

"Turn up the lights." The great elder said suddenly.

Alan stared at Jiang Si without blinking, and for a moment she didn't realize that this was an order for her.

It was Elder Hua who shouted, "Alan, didn't you hear the order from the Great Elder?"

Alan came to his senses, apologized, and hurried to turn up the light.

The room suddenly became bright.

At this moment, Jiang Si's true face was finally revealed to the few people.

"Saint!" Alan was excited and walked towards Jiang Si.

The Great Elder's eyes were filled with shock, and his hands in his wide sleeves were trembling slightly.

Looks like her, really looks too much like her, it's exactly like Ah-Shan!

No, except that there is a missing red mole between the eyebrows.

The elder who had calmed down finally noticed the difference, but this discovery did not affect her excitement at the moment.

The death of Saint Asan was like a sword hanging over the heads of all those who knew about it. No one knew when the sword would fall and turn the Wu Miao people upside down.

The Great Elder had thought about finding a woman with a similar figure and facial shape to Asan and disguising herself as Asan to conceal the truth, but he did not dare to do it lightly.

Although allowing the woman to briefly appear in front of the tribe members could get away with it, it could not fool the eyes of several elders of her generation.

These elders have all learned the art of disguise, and one of them even masters it better than she does.

The Wu Miao tribe is not a monolithic entity. Once several elders discovered that someone had replaced Asang to appease the tribe members, Asang's death could no longer be kept secret.

By then, there will be chaos.

God was merciful and sent a woman who looked almost like Asan to her.

The one who was even more excited than the Great Elder was Alan.

Alan knelt down in front of Jiang Si, covering her face and crying: "Saint, you..."

Elder Hua coughed loudly, fearing that Alan might let the cat out of the bag.

Alan grabbed the hem of Jiang Si's skirt and refused to let go.

Jiang Si lifted his feet and moved aside, saying in a cold voice: "You got the wrong person."

As soon as he opened his mouth, the great elder stood up and said in a lost voice: "Say it again!"

Even the voice is so similar, could it really be Ah-Shan who has returned?

Jiang Si looked at the elder and said calmly, "I am not a saint. Miss Alan has mistaken me for someone else."

Alan raised his head and murmured, "She looks exactly like the Saint..."

"Then I'm not a saint either. I'm from the Great Zhou." Jiang Si said indifferently.

Alan opened his mouth and turned to look at the elder.

The elder ignored the little girl at the moment, stared at Jiang Si with burning eyes, and suddenly said, "Stretch out your left hand."

Jiang Si calmly reached out his hand.

The elder grabbed her wrist, lifted her sleeve and looked at her carefully. He couldn't tell whether he was disappointed or shocked. He murmured, "There is someone in this world who looks so much like Asan."

Asan had a small red mark on the inside of his left elbow, which he was born with, but the woman in front of him did not have it.

This is the true spirit of God, who has sent another "saint"!

The Great Elder couldn't help but glance at Elder Hua.