I, like my senior sister, should be uplifted.

Feng Nishang was indifferent, and her thoughts seemed to drift to a very distant place.

"I hope." She didn't say anything more, just spit out the word wish.

However, at this moment, our hearts will not settle down because of these two words in any way.

"Senior sister, the master is very good at magic, maybe, they want to accept the master and senior brother into the priesthood, so they took them away." This is the best possibility I can think of.

It's just that if this is really the case, then Master will not agree to it.

For as long as I can remember, Master has seen people who are worshipping spirits taking a detour, and he has often told me that when I see them, I should immediately turn around and leave.

The master was very jealous of them, and when I asked the reason, the master always said that the priest has the support of the imperial court, and it is not for us ordinary people to be offended.

But when the senior brother said that he would go to Shengjing to take the test for the spirits, the master strongly objected.

Since its establishment, there has been a selection every three years, hoping that people from different places can join the priesthood.

At that time, the senior brother felt that if he could pass the selection and be admitted to the priesthood, then the future would naturally be immeasurable, but unfortunately, this idea was quickly stifled by the master, and he was not allowed to mention it again.

"Yes, the master and the senior brother may have joined the Priest Spirit, and the Priest is also a demon slasher, if you can be in the Priesthood, it is not bad, at least you don't have to change places and go around." Senior sister said leisurely.

She forgot that at this moment, sitting in the carriage, there were also Ming Beilin and Feng Nishang.

And Feng Nishang's dragon king's husband was killed by the celestial master of the priest.

Now, when the senior sister says this, she is standing on the opposite side of Feng Nishang.

"Senior sister, are you thirsty, drink some water." I handed the water to my sister and stopped her from continuing.

However, the eyes of Ming Beilin looking at his senior sister had become extremely gloomy, while Feng Nishang closed her eyes and did not speak.

At this moment, I was on pins and needles, and I could only hold the grand plan to divert everyone's attention.

At this time, the senior sister also noticed that the atmosphere in the carriage was a little deep, and probably thought of the reason and stopped talking.

The carriage drove smoothly and methodically, and from early morning to evening, we did not eat anything, and we did not drink much water, so no one got off the carriage for convenience.

Until it was dark, Hongtu drooped his head, and his mouth made a sound of "ahhh

However, Beilin didn't say anything to stop the carriage, I think it was because it was getting dark, and because it didn't delay time.

"Hongtu, bear with me and buy you something delicious tomorrow." I stroked Hongtu's head and coaxed.

"Shenjun, ahead, the little one takes a detour, you sit tight." Jiuyou, who was driving the carriage, suddenly opened his mouth and said a word to Beilin.

Intrigued, I lifted the curtain and looked out onto the path.

By this time, the sky was already overcast, but I could still clearly see three ragged and bloody men hanging from a tree on the side of the path.

These people hung their heads down, their bodies were straight, they didn't struggle or hum, they should have died.

"Sacrifice, spirit?" Beilin glanced quickly at the faces of the three men, as if he saw something.

Their faces were engraved with the word "Sacrifice to the Spirit." "Stygian Beilin looked at me after speaking.

"Then, it is very likely that he is the prisoner of the Priest, and that black mask is just to let others know that it is the Priest who will correct them." As I spoke, my brow furrowing even tighter.

In my mind, I was thinking about the current situation of Master and Senior Brother.