Luo Yunyan's blood rushed to her head, and she was ready to hug Luo Buwang, and then draw the power of thunder and lightning to destroy both of them.
Then a voice said, "Don't be depressed. As long as the green mountains remain, there will always be rabbit meat."
A young man came down from a tree more than two meters high with a few steps. He was tall and thin, with a jade-like face and red lips. He was obviously a man, but his appearance was so handsome that it was difficult to tell whether he was male or female.
Luo Buwang retreated cautiously: "Who is it?"
The man said, "Ugly girl, you just want to find a scapegoat. I guarantee there will be one, isn't it?"
Luo Buwang was irritated by the ugly girl: "No, I want her!"
The man said, "But she was with the clan leader last night. If you insist on asking her to identify him, the clan leader will know that something is fishy."
Luo Buwang was shocked and confused. She thought for a while and said, "If no one takes responsibility for this matter after an hour, Luo Yunyan, you just have to bear the consequences!" She turned and left.
Luo Yunyan lay on the ground, supported herself with one hand, and slowly moved to sit against a tree. Her whole body was still weak, and she had just lost control of her bladder, so she couldn't get up and didn't want to get up.
She was a little embarrassed. She raised a charred hand and looked up at the young man: "Who are you? Why are you helping me?"
She was studying magic by herself last night and was not with the old patriarch.
The young man said, "Hello, I am Luo Yunyan, the High Priestess of the Gu Clan. I am Zhang Baiyi."
The name sounded familiar but he couldn't remember it at the moment. Luo Buwang had just called out his own name, so it wasn't surprising that he knew it.
But he still took the responsibility and agreed to find someone to take the blame for Luo Buwang.
Zhang Baiyi took off his outer robe and said, "Miss, I'm sorry." He walked closer and gently covered Luo Yunyan with it.
He returned to his previous position and said, "Miss Luo, I call Ye Zhou uncle. It is only right and reasonable for me to help you."
After a pause, he continued, "When I was little, I was often dressed as a girl. If any girl has clothes, hairpins, cosmetics, and makeup to help me put on, I should be able to take the blame."
Luo Yunyan's mind lit up with lightning: when he was little, he'd often been treated as a girl, calling Ye Zhou "uncle." His surname was Zhang, Zhang Baiyi. Luo Yunyan knew who he was. Because so many sons of the Zhang family had died, and his grandmother had lost her husband and son, she was afraid of losing him too. She'd heard it from somewhere and often dressed him up as a girl when he was little.
Luo Yunyan said, "In that case, I would like to thank Duke Dingguo in advance."
Zhang Baiyi sighed: Is the pretty girl not very smart? When he said he wanted to dress up as a woman for her, he should not mention his identity as Duke Dingguo.
Zhang Baiyi, the only son of the Zhang family, came to southern Yunnan to look for Ye Zhou and accidentally heard and saw such a strange scene.
Because of the Zhang family's military achievements in the past, two dukes were granted the title of Dingguo Duke and Anguo Duke. However, members of the Zhang family died in battle one after another, and there was no one left to inherit the title of Anguo Duke.
The position of Duke Dingguo belonged to Zhang Baiyi since he was born, and he was also known as the Duke of Swaddling.
Zhang Baiyi added, "Priest Luo, don't be so impulsive as to think of dying together. I'm afraid it won't work."
Luo Yunyan looked up at him.
"If the spell she was talking about could transfer all the harm she suffered to you.
As long as this curse remains, if the Fallen Priest launches a mutually destructive attack, you will always die before her, taking double, or even triple, damage. As long as you live, the damage will continue to flow back to you, essentially beating yourself madly until you die.
Unless there is a way to ensure that the attack on her will continue even after the priest dies, it is impossible to kill her after your death.
But she also said that as long as you die, your power will automatically belong to her. However, there is a condition: after your death, the fatal attack on her must be completed before she receives your power. Otherwise, after she receives the power, it will still be difficult to kill her.
Therefore, if there is no plan, Priest Luo should not impulsively think of dying together with her. If he really dies, and she is still alive and has taken away your power, it would be a big waste."
Luo Yunyan lowered her head and said nothing, then smiled: "Have you ever despaired? I despaired constantly, with hope, then despair again, hope again, then more despair."
Zhang Baiyi also sat down against a nearby tree and said, "No one can tell until the end.
I have never been desperate, I am hope in despair, and that doesn’t feel good either.”
He reached out and plucked a flower: "Let's see whether it is despair or hope."
A petal, despair;
Two petals, hope;
Three pieces, despair;
Four pieces, hope;
Luo Yunyan listened to him counting seriously, and it was so quiet that even the sound of the wind blowing past was a little loud.
Despair, hope, despair...
Her heart is up and down
Hope, despair, hope!
"Don't tell me no one will know until the end!"
He held up the last petal and placed it in her good hand: "It's hope."
He added, "It will be fine."
The girl felt relieved. She was the high priestess, the master recognized by the power of thunder and lightning. She was full of spiritual energy because of her own learning. Everything would be fine, there would be a way.
"Duke Dingguo, I have a question for you."
"Speaking."
"In the Central Plains dialect, the second half of 'leave the green mountains behind' means you'll have your own rabbit meat?"
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