Chapter 242: Telling a Story to the Holy Maiden
After entering the main hall, Lan Miaoyi saluted everyone, and the old patriarch Lan smiled bitterly:
"Miaoyi, it doesn't seem like your journey has been easy. How's going on over there at the Blood Lake?"
Lan Miaoyi simply put aside the matter on the other side of the Blood Lake, and even said a word about the fact that she was intercepted and attacked, and then she looked up at the old patriarch and asked:
"Patriarch, what's going on in the family?"
"Something has happened, good or bad, but the timing is uncertain, so we're all curious to know if you've been given some warning. ”
Lan Miaoyi went to the Blood Lake for retreat, and the high-ranking members of the Lan family knew about it. The Blood Lake is not too special for other people, but it has some wonderful uses for Lan Miaoyi.
Judging from several previous experiences, after Lan Miaoyi entered the Blood Lake, it was indeed possible to get some similar divination effects.
It's a pity that Lan Miaoyi shook her head and sighed:
"I didn't get anything out of my retreat, but the feeling of uneasiness became more and more apparent. ”
Just when everyone looked disappointed, Lan Miaoyi said again:
"But this time I met a strange man. He gave me some clear warnings. ”
"Oh, but the people who count the valley?" the eyes of the patriarch and the elders lit up again.
Lan Miaoyi shook her head, and then took out the special silver needle that had verified Zhang Yang's bloodline from her storage jewelry.
"It's a descendant of the Zhang family. ”
After that, she released a spiritual power and dragged the silver needle to the old patriarch.
But at this time, the old patriarch didn't reflect at all.
Not only did the old patriarch not react, but even the other people in the hall fell into a great shock
Every person in the Lan family carried these silver needles, not to find the Zhang family, but to prevent being impersonated as the Zhang family.
"You, are you serious?" After a while, the old patriarch recovered from his surprise, he hurriedly caught the silver needle, and began to use a secret method to check the blood in the silver needle.
And Lan Miaoyi nodded:
"It's true, it can be determined that he is the descendant of the Zhang family, and he is the son of Narao. ”
"But it's impossible!" next to him, several elders shouted in unison, and then a group of people began to analyze why it was impossible.
Seeing this, Zhang Yang only felt that this group of people had holes in their brains, and the facts were all in front of him, and they were still shouting impossible:
"Can you still be an elder with this kind of heart?!"
Zhang Yang's complaints naturally couldn't be heard, but Lan Miaoyi still stopped the chaotic conversation and said:
"It's certain that the bloodline is right, at least this drop of blood in the silver needle belongs to the Zhang family, you can doubt the origin of this Rao, there is no point in just doubting, Ping'an Town, the Xiao family has to send someone to investigate." But compared to the warning he gave me, his identity was just a thing. ”
"Hmm, what's wrong with him?" the old patriarch asked suspiciously, temporarily putting aside his suspicions about the silver needle.
After verifying his bloodline, it seemed to confirm that my attitude towards him was not bad, so he told me that something was wrong at home and asked me to rush back to the family as soon as possible. ”
Lan Miaoyi recounted the conversation at that time word for word, then closed her mouth and handed over her judgment and decision to the old patriarch.
The old patriarch was silent for a moment, and then waved at the great elder.
Great Elder Fuzhi immediately told Lan Miaoyi what had happened in the family, and after that, Lan Miaoyi's brows immediately furrowed:
"Black blood descending?"
At the same time, Zhang Yang also exclaimed:
"Black blood is coming?
The black that Zhang Yang saw during this time was not a good thing, the black in the secret realm made him almost die on the tentacles of the brain monster, and the black after coming out made him scared half to death by a female ghost, and now there is a black ......
In the surveillance screen, Lan Miaoyi had already walked out of the main hall, he was going to see the situation of the holy woman, and the others continued to stay in the main hall to discuss what might happen next.
The Holy Maiden Palace, this is a very special place in the Lan family, although the area is not very large, but the overall style is palace style, and the foundation under the palace is an altar shape.
However, whether it is the palace style or the altar foundation, it is deliberately hidden in a lot of attics that do not seem to be messy
Entering the palace, Lan Miaoyi came to the saint's bedroom under the leadership of the maid, and the saint was curled up on her bed to read an ancient book.
"Nine Elders......" The holy woman put down the ancient book in her hand and wanted to get out of bed, but was stopped by Lan Miaoyi, she said:
"Holy Maiden doesn't have to be like this, I just came back from the Blood Lake, how are you doing?"
The saint rubbed her nose and said with a smile:
"It's a lot, it's easier to vomit blood, but it's nothing else, I think I can recover completely as long as I rest a little longer!"
The saint was pleased, and did not know why she was so happy.
Zhang Yang adjusted the angle of the surveillance video and found that the cover of the ancient book that was blocked by the saint Maiden had several complicated ancient characters written on it: "Ancient and Modern Miscellaneous Diseases".
It was clear that the saint was not really that confident, she just forcibly showed a confident appearance.
Lan Miaoyi naturally saw this, and she nodded:
"That's good, that's good, I'll tell you about what happened to me, and a lot of interesting things happened. ”
"Really, then I'll make tea for the elder!" Zhang Yang's reaction made Zhang Yang feel very funny, but when she really lifted the quilt and jumped out of bed, Zhang Yang knew that this saint was more than just funny.
Lan Miaoyi shook her head helplessly, raised her hand and waved out a spiritual aura that turned into a big hand to grab the holy woman who was jumping, and then stuffed her back into the quilt on the bed.
The saint looked aggrieved, Lan Miaoyi held her forehead and smiled bitterly:
"Even if you really want to pour me tea, you have to get dressed, aren't you afraid of catching a cold?"
"Don't be afraid, it's not cold in the room...... And even if my health is not good, I am still a monk, where can I really catch a cold. ”
At this time, the two maids at the door had already heard the movement inside, and hurriedly came in to apologize and make tea.
Lan Miaoyi also knew the character of her holy daughter, so she didn't have much, but immediately began to tell all kinds of things she had seen along the way.
Among them, the opening of the secret realm and the strange things of Zhang Yang naturally became the top priority in Lan Miaoyi's narration.
And this is also the first time that Zhang Yang has heard that he still has so many nicknames.
When Lan Miaoyi finished speaking, the saint sighed wistfully:
"I really want to meet this perverted hero!"
Zhang Yang rolled his eyes:
"You're just perverted, when did I become perverted! It's obviously a family but you still got a holy girl, who is perverted if you don't change your pervert!"
As soon as Zhang Yang's complaining was over, the saint on the monitoring screen couldn't help but sneeze.