On the sacred mountain, the high priest sat outside the hut, looking at Pan on the opposite side, with excitement, guilt, and relief in his eyes. "It's fine if you're okay!"

Pan smiled slightly, "Uncle Neng, I'm fine!" ”

You should know!

Uncle Neng, called Yuanshan Neng nodded again and again, and choked up, "I can only rest assured when I see that you are safe and sound!" ”

"Thanks to Uncle Neng for not telling Yuanshan Zanli, Yuehua is still alive!" Pan knew that he was obviously alive back then, but he had not been hunted down for more than ten years, and it must be that Yuanshan could hide the secret of his vitality.

Yuan Shan can look at this gentle woman like water, his face is full of distress, "You are still as kind as before, why don't you ask, you asked me for help back then, but I didn't show up?"

Why don't you ask, where did the poison come from?

Why don't you ask, why do they hurt you so much? ”

Pan sighed, looked into the distance, his eyes were empty, and he seemed to remember the unhappy past, "The poison on my body is from the distant mountains and the Chuan Qiong'er." They want to stay together, that's why they want me to die! But they don't know that the sacrifice is immortal, and the goddess is immortal! ”

After a while, he turned back to look at the high priest, "Uncle Neng, you chose me in the first place, so that one of my orphan girls has a place to settle in the Pan Min clan!" Yuehua is grateful to Uncle Neng for a lifetime! ”

Yuan Shan Neng's heart was sour and unbearable, and he covered his face with his hands, thinking that this would be able to hide his shame, "Yuehua, this matter is all about Uncle Neng, it is Uncle Neng who has been confused and done something wrong, so that you have suffered for so many years!" ”

"Uncle Neng is sorry for you!" After speaking. Yuanshan can not help but cry uncontrollably, "I Yuanshan can be sorry for Pan Min Yuehua, sorry for the master's teaching, sorry for the people of the Northland, it's me, it's all my ......"

“……”

An Ran, who was hidden in the woods, had been leaning on Xiaobai's body, lying on his back on the grass, and the meow next to him was stubbornly gnawing on a stick.

Pan Niangqin's conversation with the high priest, she heard it clearly, and probably guessed the facts. There was a big discrepancy. This high priest was indeed the culprit of Pan Niangqin's poisoning back then. And the reason turned out to be for Pan Minyu's old woman.

The two distant mountain salutes that beat soy sauce and Chuan Qiong'er were just superficial phenomena for others to see.

However, the high priest did not extinguish his conscience, or rather, others did not know the origin of the goddess. So I thought that the goddess would die if she was poisoned. In fact. As long as the high priest does not die. The goddess is immortal!

Even if the high priest died, the goddess would not die!

Because the goddess was exchanged by the high priest for her fate or fortune to keep up with the heavens, the goddess's mission is not finished. The goddess is immortal!

As for the high priest hiding the news that Pan Niangqin is still alive, it is entirely because Pan Min Yuehua is the child he chose that year, and he did it once, and he couldn't do it a second time! Maybe it's thinking about giving this child a chance to live.

It's just that he didn't expect that his actions would just fulfill others.

From beginning to end, this goddess's poisoning and escape was a trap, and it was just a trap that had been carefully planned for many years!

It's ridiculous that these people in the North are fooled without knowing it! is still condemning each other, the four clans are not of the same mind, and they are doing their own thing!

He, has he been thinking about how to subdue the Northland for a long time?

Just wait for the Northland to mess up by itself, and when the internal friction is serious, then hit it with one blow?

What about the Southlands?

And so it is?

But his own appearance ruined his arrangement, right? He didn't know that his mother had returned to Mount Kinabalu, right?

Hehe, you wait, sister will let you see what strength is!

Sister's fate, is it something you can control if you want to control it?

"Yuehua, Uncle Neng has detoxified the poison on your body!" After Yuanshan was able to cry a lot, it was considered to have solved the knot in his heart for many years, and the last thing he missed was the toxin on the goddess.

"Priest, bring the things!" The distant mountains can wave at the distant mountain festivals.

Yuanshan Sai hesitantly walked over, took out various sacrificial supplies from the burden on his body, and placed them beside Yuanshan Neng.

"Uncle Neng?" Pan knows a thing or two about witchcraft, "You're not in good health, so let's wait!" ”

Yuanshan can smile, "What should be solved is still solved!" You have suffered for many years, and this matter has always been my concern, and if you relieve your suffering, it can be regarded as ending my sins! "We don't owe anything!

Pan didn't speak again, and nodded.

At some point, Pu Rui and the four elders appeared behind Pan, sat cross-legged in a circle, and chanted the Exorcism Sutra.

The high priest listened carefully to the exorcism scripture, his face full of surprise, "I see, no wonder you can give birth to a daughter!" Lives! "Heaven actually arranged such a protector for the goddess, no wonder he failed to bring heavy damage to Yuehua when he lowered his head, and he also gave birth to a child.

Thinking of the queen who called the moon, the distant mountains can smile, the number of days! In that case, let's go with the flow! Pick up a dagger, prick your fingers, drop it in a white pottery bowl, take out a pinch from a few white, white, yellow and yellow powders of various colors next to it, stir it with the blood, and knead it into a ball.

"Yuehua, take it!"

Pan took the pill and swallowed it in one gulp, without frowning.

Yuanshan looked at the child who still trusted him, sighed, pricked his middle finger again, and slashed towards the sky, a strange symbol slowly formed with the bleeding finger, condensed and solid.

The high priest quickly pushed the symbol and pressed it on Pan's hand, and the symbol disappeared in all of a sudden.

Immediately after that, the high priest chanted a word, which was an unrecognizable language, as if it were a spell, and Pan's face turned pale in an instant, and something was swimming in the center of his eyebrows, and after a while, a drop of blood slowly seeped out of the center of his eyebrows.

Yuan Shan can suddenly open his eyes and stretch out his hand to summon, "Return!" ”

The drops of blood floated up on their own, slowly returned to Yuan Shanneng's hands, and disappeared.

Pan's face was ruddy and glowing, the previous decay of the disease was long gone, and the skin was tender like an eighteen-year-old girl, beautiful and moving.

Wow, Yuanshan Neng suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, soaking his front placket, and the Yuanshan Festival behind him hurriedly hugged the master's body, "Master! ”

An Ran hurriedly walked over with Wang Ruhan.

Wang Ruhan checked Pan's pulse and nodded at An Ran, it's okay!

An Ran looked back at the high priest on the ground Yuan Shanneng in a complicated way, the poison is caused by you, and the suffering is also caused by you! Alas, you still have a trace of kindness, concealed the whereabouts of Pan Niangqin for so many years, and gave our mother and daughter more than ten years of peace.

Stretched out his hand and grabbed the high priest's wrist, raised his eyebrows and looked at the distant mountain sacrifice who wanted to stop him, and said coldly, "Do you want him to die!" ”

As if shocked by An Ran's momentum, Yuan Shan Sai hugged the master's body, withdrew the hand that wanted to slap An Ran away, and watched An Ran take the pulse in silence.

How could the High Priest's body be so weak? An Ran looked at Yuan Shanneng in a coma with a complicated face, and the body of a fifty-year-old man was as fragile as an eighty-year-old man.

Is this what happens when you make a deal with the heavens?

A life for a life? (To be continued......)