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Talisman array?
Jiang Nian put down his hand that was about to push the door open, turned around, and said in confusion: "I have never heard of it."
Xiao Yingzhu looked at Jiang Nian's slightly confused face, her fingertips caressing the edge of the teacup for a moment, caressing it absentmindedly. "Do you remember how Xizhen found those people who were taken for experiments by the goddess?"
“…”
Jiang Nian was silent for a moment. At that time, her relationship with Xiao Yingzhu was still at a stalemate, so she didn't ask about these things that were not particularly relevant to her.
Is it brought up again now because it is related to the talisman formation?
She put her hand down, walked back to Xiao Yingzhu with her bag, and shook her head calmly: "I was directly involved in the Flower Dynasty Association at that time. I only know the beginning and the end of these things. No one told me how Xizhen found those people through a child."
Facing Jiang Nian's eyes as silent as water, Xiao Yingzhu, as they were both participants in this dispute, immediately understood her thoughts.
Even if some relationships seem to be repaired, the cracks in the middle cannot be glued together to make them perfect.
But now there are more important tasks to solve, and these deep but healed scars will be hidden underneath and appear inconspicuous.
When the waves recede, all that remains are the remaining sand and gravel.
"Well, that group of people set up a talisman array in the child's home. Since it was done by the Wu Mi people, Xi Zhen naturally knew its purpose—"
"It can track the whereabouts of the person who set up the formation."
Jiang Nian thought for a moment and realized that the child’s excuse was that his grandmother was sick and he needed to buy medicine, but he had no money.
Subconsciously thinking of something, she immediately asked, "Is it that the child's relatives disappeared, and Xizhen followed the traces of this talisman formation to track them down?"
Xiao Yingzhu nodded slightly and did not comment on her inference.
The clear tea soup reflected his lowered brows and eyes in thought, as sparse and light as the mist on distant mountains.
"Yes, they wanted to lure Xizhen to a place full of Wumi people and kill Xizhen, the traitor."
“…”
Now they are all in collusion.
The child is the bait, and the parents, as the subjects of the experiment, cannot seek help from outside and can only show their loyalty to themselves.
And the way to show loyalty... is to lure out the traitors of the Wu Mi people and take the opportunity to kill them.
This way you can kill two birds with one stone.
As experimental subjects, they may think that they can get rid of this cruel identity in the future.
The people who were in charge of preventing these people from escaping would hand over Xizhen's body to the goddess and ask for a reward.
Thinking of what Ai had told her, that even though the child's home was unattended, it was surprisingly clean, Jiang Nian's eyes darkened slightly, and she looked up at Xiao Yingzhu, trying to get an explanation.
"So, since that house was clean and the child could live there even without money, his parents took the opportunity to ask the Wu Mi people to take care of the child—to gain the child's trust, and then go out to look for Xi Zhen?"
......
For some reason, Jiang Nian felt an indescribable discomfort in his heart.
But soon, the strange feeling disappeared.
Xiao Yingzhu naturally did not miss the fleeting thought and confusion in her eyes, but he did not say a word. He just loosened his fingertips that were stroking the rim of the cup and stood up lazily.
"I don't know about this either."
He curled his lips slightly towards Jiang Nian, his smile as light as frost, but there was no ripple in his eyes, and it was obvious that he had little interest in her speculation.
"If you see that talisman array in Zuihua Tower someday, you might as well pay a little attention to it."
The refreshing fragrance blew past her and then spread into the warm and dry air.
Jiang Nian's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she looked in the direction he was walking.
Xiao Yingzhu had already reached the door. She raised her hand and pushed it open, her fingertips resting lightly on it. She glanced at Jiang Nian, who was standing there thinking, and said lightly, "If you have nothing else to say, why don't you come out with me?"
“…”
My thoughts were interrupted, and my depressed mood suddenly became a little lighter.
Jiang Nian glanced at Xiao Yingzhu unhappily and said helplessly, "Who stopped me to talk about the talisman formation?"
Jiang Nian is lively, vivid and very emotional, which is very rare.
Xiao Yingzhu lowered his eyes and stared at her for a moment before looking away calmly. He curled his lips slightly and said, "Some things should be stopped at the right time."
These words were said lightly, and Jiang Nian was stunned for a moment, unable to tell whether he was talking about what was happening right in front of him or hinting at something.
After a long while, she replied calmly, "I understand. Thanks for the reminder."
Feeling Xiao Yingzhu's indifferent gaze when she looked at him, Jiang Nian inexplicably felt that she was a bit like the kind of paranoid person who would keep thinking about her until she replied, and would not be satisfied until she replied. He suddenly felt funny and then added another sentence.
"When the day comes at Zuihualou, I will pay attention."
The cicadas chirped, and light was mottled under the tree. When the wind blew, the light spots fell to the ground.
The servant standing outside the hall saw that the room was empty, so he went in to clean up the mess.
When he finished cleaning and came out with the items, the guests who were talking by the door had already walked to the corner of the corridor.
The attendant stood there and looked at them. All he could see was the woman's skirt lifted by the wind as she looked up and laughed, and the face of the superior in front of him, who looked slightly soft in the light and shadow when he turned around.
—
Zuihua Tower, Top Pavilion
The goddess sat in front of the dressing mirror day after day. Even if no one came to see her, she didn't need to receive anyone. She would still dress in front of the mirror without any mistakes. Holding the charcoal pencil in her right hand, she carefully traced the slender corners of her eyes and the crimson lips.
The bead curtain behind him was gently lifted from outside, making a series of clear sounds like silver bells.
A figure appeared from the doorway and faintly appeared in the goddess' dressing mirror.
"elder sister."
The young man smiled, closed the door carelessly, and walked leisurely behind the goddess.
Ignoring her movement of putting down her pen and looking back, he had already stretched out his arms to hold the goddess' neck.
The black hair is like a waterfall, and the skylight at the end of the hair adds luster, trailing on the ground.
The boy nuzzled her neck lovingly, pressing his lips against her cool skin as he sighed in contentment.
"Sister, you smell so good."
The dressing mirror dimly reflected the overlapping figures. Before the goddess could speak, the rouge and powder on the dressing table were pushed aside by the young man. Her long black hair was intertwined, and the tulle gathered outside her long skirt was peeked in from the outside.
The goddess lowered her eyes to look at the slender hands that gradually slid down from her neck to hold her waist. She did not resist, but a very faint smile appeared on her lips.
Seeing her indulgence, the young man increased the strength of his arms around her neck, leaned over, clasped their fingertips together, and the goddess was gently pressed down on the dressing table by him.
The rustling of fabric echoed softly in the attic. Under the warm light, the goddess's cheeks were tinged with a faint blush.
From beginning to end, she did not say a word about the boy's actions, but when the boy took the next step, she slowly raised her fingertips and gently placed them on the hand that was clasping her waist.
Beneath the drooping veil was a shoulder as smooth as cream. The boy felt that she seemed to have something to say. The scarlet marks were particularly eye-catching on her porcelain-like skin, and there was still a hint of lust on his lips.
His eyelashes trembled slightly, and his gaze focused. The young man's clear and gentle gaze met the goddess's charming yet cold and chilling gaze. He curled his lips slightly and said, "Sister, what's on your mind? Why don't you tell me?"
The goddess's bright red lips opened and closed as she whispered a few words: "Where did you get the news about me?"
You blinked slowly, his dark pupils reflecting the face of the goddess. His obscure and resentful thoughts were concealed by him. He just pretended to be innocent and raised his hands to support the side of the goddess, rubbing against her neck like a cat.
"What does this mean, sister?"
“…”
The goddess turned around, raised her hand to touch You's beautiful face, then slid down slowly and landed on the torture device on You's back.
The bone-chilled weapon brought a chill that, through the warm air, unceremoniously brought the chill to the goddess' palm.
The goddess gently tapped the torture instrument, raised her eyes and looked at You's face again.
You didn't seem to care that the goddess had discovered the chain whip he was carrying, as if he had completely forgotten the rule of leaving weapons outside the attic. He raised his hand and took out the chain whip, revealing it to the goddess without any cover. He lowered his eyes to gaze at her expression, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly as he spoke with a smile.
"If you need it, Sister, You can also give it to you."
The goddess's gaze fell on the position on the chain whip that could be folded to become a buckle. She just looked at it without making any movement. After a moment of silence, she asked softly again.
"Who told you that?"
Worry was not annoyed. He lowered his head and touched the goddess's collarbone, which was exposed when she raised her head. After a while, he said, "Those people have caused such a big obstacle to my sister. Why don't you get rid of them?"
"And the person I dealt with recently was just an insignificant thief."
"Are you blaming me for this, sister?"
The goddess lowered her eyes and stared at him for a moment, gloom slowly spreading to her eyes, but in the end she just smiled very nonchalantly and raised her hand to stroke You's head.
"No problem, you are a good child that I personally picked out, so I naturally won't blame you."
"But...you can't interfere with my next move."
You paused for a moment, then raised his head and looked at the goddess with a hint of grievance.
"Why?"
"I don't understand why my sister allowed those people to act so indulgently. Isn't completing the mission the most important thing for her?"
"After completing this mission, all we need to do is..." Thinking of the person the goddess was thinking about, a sinister look flashed across You's eyes, and then his expression softened and became pitiful. "All we need to do is bring that person back."
The goddess's eyes moved with thoughts, but she did not say directly what she was thinking. She just raised her hand and gently stroked You's head, then lifted his chin and lightly covered his lips with his.
"It's okay, you just need to wait for me here."
“…”
As her lips and teeth were salivating, the goddess suddenly turned her head away, looking elsewhere. Her cheeks flushed slightly and her eyelashes drooped, concealing the melancholy and absent-mindedness within.
Being pushed away by her, You was not annoyed. He looked at the charming woman in front of him with a dazed and nostalgic look, and then reached out to cover the cold chain whip beside him that could be buckled into a ring.
Seeing the goddess's slightly surprised expression, You narrowed his eyes slightly, his already flushed face, and his smile was almost extremely paranoid.
"Why does my sister always do things that make You sad?"
"Sister brought You out of the mine, and You was very grateful."
Bright light shines through the skylight, forming a circle of light, which shines on the hanging wrist in a mixture of light and dark.
A shadow immediately fell on the fair skin.
You supported his hands on the sides of the goddess's cheeks, his expression gradually becoming aggrieved, and his eyes lingered on her still gentle and indulgent eyebrows.
"But my sister already has one, why do you want another?"
"Is it because You didn't do well enough?"
“…”
The goddess did not answer, but just looked at You, the smile on her lips still there.
My sister is always like this.
No matter what he did, she was always so indulgent and never showed any more emotion.
No, there are other expressions.
You's gaze roamed over the goddess's face inch by inch, as if he wanted to remember it.
The flawless clouds that I watched with her, or the orange and pink afterglow of the sunset.
He remembers it all.
The scene before him seemed to make him happy. His worried expression suddenly brightened, and his previous grievances disappeared.
He leaned over and whispered softly into the goddess's ear, "Since Sister is unwilling to agree, then tell You later."
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