Chapter Eighty-Three: Counterfeiting
When I entered the city gate, I saw a very wide street, and the green tiles and red walls in Hwaseong City were very beautiful, but now there are no people walking around the streets.
"Take us to the funeral house." Senior sister couldn't wait to say.
The soldiers guarding the gate immediately nodded and asked them to lead us to the city on horseback, but when we arrived, all we saw was a ruin with black smoke.
I got out of the carriage and looked at the ruins, and my heart fluttered.
"What about the people inside?" I asked the soldier anxiously.
"Don't worry, although this is a fire, there are no casualties among the sacrificial spirits." The soldier replied immediately.
"And what about the people they captured?" I pressed again.
The man was stunned for a while, and only replied after a while: "Inside, some of the third-rate sects that were arrested were already sent to Shengjing for trial more than half a month ago. ”
"What?" I stared at the soldier in amazement, and my heart was in turmoil.
Sent to Shengjing for trial? This is already very serious, and it is very difficult to rescue Master and them.
"Several, now, the chief priest of the Sacrifice Shrine lives in our yamen, and his subordinates will take you there." And the soldier said, "He will take us to the yamen."
When we went, we might be exposed, so I refused, saying that I was going to hurry and leave Tianhua City now.
"This?" The soldier was about to nod and let us go, when the sound of horses' hooves came from the street behind us.
As soon as I turned around, I saw a man in a dark blue robe, jumping off his horse.
"I heard that the high priest is coming, Tianhua City Sacrifice Shrine, the sacrifice chief, Wu Shuang, come to visit, high priest!" As soon as the man dismounted, he clasped his fists and shouted at our carriage.
In an instant, the air seemed to condense, and my heart was pounding fast, thinking that this was over, how would this end?
However, the curtain of the carriage was suddenly lifted, and inside the carriage, the horn on the forehead of the underworld was gone, and he was sitting precariously at the moment, still looking condescending and arrogant.
I suddenly felt that maybe he could bluff the priest Wu Shuang in front of him.
"This priest still has important business, let it go quickly." Beilin said unhurriedly.
This Wu Shuang, when he heard Ming Beilin's voice, raised his head slightly, and then couldn't help frowning, staring at Ming Beilin for a long time, and then looked at the senior sisters in the carriage.
"Who are you? What about High Priest Xiao? Wu Shuang's words suddenly made our hearts tense.
I wanted to change my tune and say that I was here to return the token, but Beilin opened his mouth.
"Open your dog's eyes and see clearly." Beilin is really fearless, and he dares to use this tone to talk to this priest spirit, directly cutting off our "back road".
This priest was yelled at by the Stygian North Lin, and his eyes began to become a little uncertain, a little puzzled.
"But, three years ago, I went to Shengjing, and I had a relationship with High Priest Xiao in the Spiritual Academy, at that time?" Wu Shuang said, his brows furrowed tightly.
I couldn't help but gasp, three years ago, he met Xiao Ce, then we are really finished.
"Humph! Three years ago? Beilin showed a sneer: "You don't even know that you were tricked, you are so confused, and you dare to say that you had a relationship with this priest three years ago?" Do you really remember the face of this priest? ”
Beilin's words made this person named Wu Shuang completely stunned.
"Someone who was struck? Impossible, you, you, are not High Priest Xiao. Wu Shuang shook his head, his tone uncertain.
Presumably, his identity is not worthy of having anything to do with that Xiao Ce, three years ago, he was probably just looking at it from afar, and he didn't remember it really, and Ming Beilin was so calm that he began to wonder if he really remembered it wrong.