Jiang Si had a hunch that if he knew what the other two divinations meant, perhaps he could unravel the secret of why Nanny Duo was causing trouble in the palace.

But she couldn't ask the Great Elder about this.

She and A-Jian knew everything about Aunt Duo, but the Great Elder didn't know that they knew it.

One must always be on guard against others. Jiang Si has complicated feelings towards the Great Elder: respect and gratitude, but he is also on guard.

She even thought that being stranded in Wu Miao in her previous life might not have been so simple.

"Ah-Jin, do you know what the three hexagrams left by the Wu Miao Grand Elder are?"

Yu Jin raised his eyebrows in surprise: "How would I know?"

Why do I feel a little dangerous for no apparent reason?

"Don't know?" Jiang Si narrowed his eyes and looked at him with a smile.

Yu Jin was confused by the look on his face, and the premonition of danger became stronger. He smiled dryly under the pressure and said, "Of course I don't know. This should be considered a top secret of Wu Miao."

"But you know a lot of Wu Miao's secrets."

I felt depressed and stagnant.

"You also know that Saint Asan is dead."

Yu Jin's throat began to itch and she couldn't help but want to cough.

"You still have Asan's Saint's Order."

Yu Jin rubbed his face and grabbed Jiang Si's hand: "Asi, listen to my explanation!"

Jiang Si curled the corners of his lips: "Okay."

Yu Jin was stunned.

Did you agree so easily?

Jiang Si pushed him and said angrily, "Can you explain it?"

This idiot was in a daze even when he was given the chance to explain. Did he really have to be served by her pair of small scissors?

"I'll explain..." Yu Jin came back to his senses, not knowing where to start, "It's a long story—"

Jiang Si rubbed his hands and said, "To make a long story short."

It is a mistake not to carry a pair of scissors with you.

"When I first came to Southern Xinjiang, I got lost in a miasma forest and accidentally saved Asan—"

Facing Jiang Si's dark eyes, Yu Jin touched his nose and said awkwardly, "Well, I saw a girl who looked like you in danger from a distance, and I thought it was you, so I rushed over to save her..."

Jiang Si raised his eyelids.

A-Jian used the word "flying" very well.

Glancing at Jiang Si, Yu Jin said hurriedly, "I'll know it's not you after I save you."

Jiang Si held his chin with his hand, curious: "We only met once at the beginning, and I look so much like Ah Sang, how can you be sure that it's not me?"

Yu Jian's ears turned red, and she said hesitantly, "Anyway, I know."

Of course he couldn't tell Asi that although they seldom met, she had appeared in his dreams thousands of times. Especially as he got older, the dreams became more and more profound.

How could I have made a mistake in choosing the wife I had chosen?

"What happened next?"

Yu Jin was slightly startled, then said: "After rescuing Asan, I thought we would never meet again, but unexpectedly, the Great Elder of Wu Miao showed great enthusiasm and sent someone to thank me. After that, I always received gifts from them during the New Year. Once, we were preparing for an ambush and needed to solve the trouble caused by miasma. I went to Wu Miao for help, and the Great Elder helped without hesitation. After a while, we became familiar with each other..."

Glancing at Jiang Si, he felt that he could continue: "More than three years ago, Saint Asan's maid Alan suddenly came to me in a hurry, saying that the Great Elder had something urgent that needed my attention. When I rushed over, I found out that Asan was in trouble——"

"What's wrong with Asan?" Jiang Si asked, pursing her lips.

She was not quite sure about the real cause of Asan's death.

Yu Jin frowned: "He doesn't look sick, but more like-"

Seeing Yu Jin's hesitation, Jiang Si asked, "Like what?"

"In the storybook, the person who practices magic skills goes astray."

Although they were talking about such a serious topic, Jiang Si almost laughed, so he had to purse his lips lightly to stay calm.

Yu Jin was afraid that Jiang Si didn't understand, so he patiently explained, "For people like us who practice martial arts, if we don't practice properly, we may suffer internal injuries, but things like going crazy and becoming possessed are only stories, and there is no such thing—"

Jiang Si smiled: "I just wonder when you read the script."

Yu Jian paused for a moment and said awkwardly, "Long Dan likes to read it, I just happened to see it and flipped through it casually."

How could a man as calm and intelligent as him be addicted to reading storybooks?

"Did Asan say anything to you before he died?" Jiang Si made no comment on Yu Jin's attempt to shift the blame to Long Dan and continued with the previous topic.

Yu Jin's face straightened: "Of course he didn't say anything to me, he just gave me a Saint Maiden Token. I thought that Wu Miao had many magical powers, and maybe it would be useful in the future, so I accepted it."

"The Saint's Order is indeed very useful. It's a pity that you just return it like this." Jiang Si murmured.

Yu Jin held the person in his arms, adjusted to the unfamiliar face of the young man, and said with a smile: "Thinking that I can take you home, it won't be a pity--"

At this point, he remembered the attitude of Great Elder Wu Miao, who was eager for him to take the person away quickly, and he pulled the corner of his mouth awkwardly.

He went to lead the group with great momentum and determination to have a big fight, but in the end the other party wanted to see him off. The disparity between the two is beyond the understanding of outsiders.

"Ah Jin, take a rest today, and we'll go separately tomorrow. I'll go with Lao Qin and Long Dan, and you take my second brother with you."

Jiang Si sneaked out, and it would be troublesome if he and Yu Jin were discovered when they returned to Beijing together.

Yu Jin did not object, and said with a smile: "Let Long Dan and the others take care of the rescue. There is no need to come in person."

Today you save a corpse-driving boy, and tomorrow you save a horse-riding boy. There are so many young men in the world, can you save them all?

As a man who is devoted to his savior, he is well aware of the dangers of rescuing people recklessly.

As for the leader of the Xue Miao tribe, an old man with a toad mouth and green bean eyes, he didn't take it seriously at all, as he was going to kill him anyway.

Jiang Si nodded, not exposing someone's pettiness.

If she hadn't saved a certain fool out of kindness back then, perhaps she wouldn't be where she is today.

When night fell, seeing that Jiang Si still had no intention of removing his disguise, Yu Jin could not help but remind him, "It's time to go to bed."

Jiang Si looked at Yu Jian with amusement and said, "Go to sleep."

"Well... I'm not used to this..."

Although I knew it was Ah Si, it was difficult to hug him because he had a young boy's face.

Jiang Si slapped away the hand that was stretched out to him: "Just sleep well. I always feel that things are not going so smoothly. It is better to be careful."

The dozens of tribes headed by Wu Miao each have their own methods, and the smooth exit of the Saint will change a certain situation that has been formed in the past few years. They have never left Southern Xinjiang for a moment and cannot take it lightly.

Yu Jin agreed reluctantly.

Compared to safety, other things can indeed be put aside for the time being.

Ahem, even though he thinks it’s not necessary to release it, he still seems to listen to it - someone regrets putting away those thoughts.

Soon it was late at night, and everything was quiet. Even the sound of the wind seemed to have stopped, leaving only the swaying branches and leaves casting shadows on the window.

A black insect as big as a small snake quietly squeezed in through the gap in the door and crawled towards the bed.