"Okay, I'll wait for you here." Mo Yu bowed his head and agreed to Xiao Zhen's words. In fact, no matter what Xiao Zhen says, she will agree. The date of the alliance is getting closer and closer, and she wants to find out the suspicions on Yun Jiang as soon as possible.

Xiao Zhen left Qingzhu's courtyard that night, leaving a small portion of the medicine before leaving, and told Mo Yu to take it three times a day. Mo Yu lay on the quilt, listening to Xiao Zhen's footsteps getting farther and farther away, until he couldn't hear it, and then he got up.

The high fever has just subsided, and he is still a little top-heavy. She rummaged under the bed, and finally found a decent dress, and muttered into the air: "Good Qingzhu, lend me a new one, and I will pay you a new one when I go back." ”

Three or two took off the coarse cloth clothes on his body, and was about to put on the new dress, Mo Yu's gaze swept in front of him, and suddenly found that the goose-yellow belly pocket had become another light pink, and the edge of the belly pocket faintly revealed a few blue and purple traces. She lifted her belly pocket with her fingers and looked inside, deep and shallow marks, from the bottom of her neck to her chest.

There was no one in the room, but Mo Yu let go of his hand as if it was hot, and looked around unnaturally. After a moment's pause, she slowly took off her pants again, and the same marks were also distributed on the two thin white slender legs. Her cheeks burned all at once, and she couldn't tell whether it was a recurrence of high fever or shyness. She doesn't seem to understand these things, but she vaguely feels that she must have suffered a big loss.

"Bad hazelnut, I'm not done with you! When I come back, I'll see how I settle accounts with you!" Mo Yu whispered through gritted teeth.

……

Mo Yu ran back to the place where the two soft sedan chairs were separated that day, and there were two forks in the road, one was the road that Ying Shi took to return to the inner city of Shouchun, and the other was the road that led to the altar of the gods. She had already inquired on the way here, Su Qian had already set off for Cangyuan, and Yun Jiang had been staying on the altar for the past few days.

The altar is a high platform specially built by the king of Chu for Yun Jiang, surrounded by guards, and only Yun Jiang can go up to the highest place, where it is said that he can talk to the gods. Murmur skirted the guards and climbed up the steep back, hiding behind the idol in the middle of the temple.

When it was dark, Yun Jiang entered the temple with the maid. One of the maids, Hui'er, had seen Mo Yu before, and her face was burned by hot water last time, and half of her cheeks were scarred. As soon as Yun Jiang stepped into the temple, he turned around and said to Hui'er: "You don't have to come in, I'm afraid the gods will not be happy to see it." No matter how aggrieved Hui'er was, she could only endure it, knelt at the door with her head down, and handed the utensils to be used for the sacrifice to the other maids.

Candles were lit in the temple, illuminating the entire hall, and Mo Yu curled up behind the statue, not daring to look at it, and could only judge the situation in the hall by his voice.

The maids set up the copper tripods containing fine wine and grains in turn, and then withdrew from the hall in turn, leaving only Yun Jiang alone in the main hall. She lit the incense stick, bowed down to the statue, and chanted words in her mouth.

After about half a pillar of incense, another incense was mixed into the temple. Mo Yu also had a little research on various spices, but this spice was not common, and she couldn't remember what the fragrance was for a while.

Yun Jiang continued to bow and said in a pious tone: "If there is any oracle tonight, please ask the divine envoy to appear and guide Yun Jiang." ”

The temple fell silent, and only white smoke curled up. Mo Yu hid in the dark, and gradually felt that her mouth was dry, and a fire rose in her lower abdomen, scorching her. This strange feeling made her feel uncomfortable, and a stirring in her brain suddenly remembered the name of this spice - Feixian.

This fragrance was still taught by Su Qian to recognize it, not for her to learn to use it, but for her to learn to be vigilant. At that time, Su Qian taught her more than 20 kinds of dangerous spice flavors, among which was this flying immortal, which was said to have an aphrodisiac and psychedelic effect. At that time, she didn't know what an aphrodisiac was, and was punished by Su Qian for washing the dishes for three days.

The fire grew hotter and hotter, as if it were about to burn her whole being. There was no cold water, and the air in the temple was not very circulating, so Mo Yu could only close her eyes and pinch the wound on her arm, which made her grin in pain, but the heat was also reduced a lot.

When she sobered up and looked at it, there was already a black-clothed figure in the temple, standing in the fog of Deng Yingxiang, she couldn't see it clearly, and she could only vaguely identify it as a man.

"Oracle, you're finally here." Yun Jiang's voice came, startling Mo Yu, which was completely different from her usual high-spirited appearance, soft and charming, every time she said a word, she had to turn three or two corners, and a sentence was coiled and wound like a snake.

"Hmm." The envoy replied faintly.

Most of Mo Yu's body leaned out, wanting to see the face of the divine envoy, she didn't believe in any ghosts and gods, let alone what kind of divine envoy this was, this must be pretended by the Qin people. The fog was so great that the man had his back to the idol, and the ink swayed from side to side, and it could only be seen that he seemed to be wearing a mask, and the golden edges peeked out from his sideburns.

"Divine envoy ......" Yun Jiang prostrate forward, reaching out and hugging the man's neck.

The "divine envoy" didn't say a word, and his fingers flexibly untied Yun Jiang's clothes and leaned into the loose clothes. Yun Jiang let out a long sigh of intoxication, and also reached out to untie the robe of the person opposite. The "divine envoy" didn't seem to like others touching his clothes, so he pushed Yun Jiang away and removed his robe three or two times.

In the layers of smoke, the two figures overlapped each other, Yun Jiang groaned lightly and heavily, and a vague smell emerged from the mist.

No matter how much he doesn't understand, Mo Yu understands most of it when he hears this voice. She wanted to cover her ears and escape, but she hadn't heard any secrets, not to mention, the doors and windows of the temple were tightly closed, and there was no way to escape.

Yun Jiang's voice had just turned at the highest point, and the movement of the "divine envoy" suddenly stopped, and his voice asked coldly: "Which route did Su Tian take to go to the alliance?" ”

"Let's go...... Take the Wangshan Mountain in the north and then go directly to Cangyuan...... Hmm......" Yun Jiang replied intermittently, his body about to twist into a twist, rubbing against the "divine envoy".

Really! Mo Yu heard this conversation, and finally confirmed his previous conjecture. This so-called "divine envoy" must be a Qin person, who tempted Yun Jiang with hallucinogens, first borrowed her mouth to tell some irrelevant events, so that she could gain a reputation as a god, and then ask for useful information from her mouth.

"Who is guarding Su Tian? How many people to bring? The man completely ignored Yun Jiang's pleading, twisted her hands, and pushed her half a foot away.

Han ...... Han Chong led the team, with only fifty men, half cavalry, half and half crossbowmen...... Don't, don't push me away......" Yun Jiang's mind was completely confused, and he couldn't discern what he was talking about.

Mo Yu was red-faced when she heard it, but she was a little pitiful Yun Jiang, she was just being used by others, and she probably didn't know that the psychic skills she was proud of came from like this. Although she hated the shameless obscenity of this so-called "divine envoy", she admired him a little, and it was also under the influence of Fei Xian Xiang that his sanity was not disordered, what a powerful self-control this was.

"The alliance is unknown, and it is impossible for Su Tian to return to Yuntai. Remember? The man let go of Yun Jiang's hands, grabbed her waist, and brought it to him, causing her to collapse to the ground with a whimper.

This time, it was Mo Yu's turn to be shocked, and the last sentence should be the prophecy left by the "divine envoy" to Yun Jiang. "It is impossible to return to Yuntai again", he means that he will attack Su Tilt and take advantage of the alliance to kill Su Tilt. On the tile that was not fully deciphered, the handwriting on the back must have been "Kill Su Tian".

In a panic, Mo Yu's feet slipped and almost fell from behind the stone statue, she reached out in a panic and grabbed it, barely holding on to the smooth stone statue to stand. Just such a slight sound had already been heard by the "divine envoy", and the five fingers like eagle claws grabbed directly at Mo Yu's throat.

There is nowhere to hide, Mo Yu's first reaction is to close his eyes. As long as you don't see that person's face, there is always a possibility of survival, and if you do, you will only end up killing people and killing people.

The finger was on her throat, but he didn't continue to exert force, and for some reason, the man suddenly changed his mind at the last moment and didn't want to kill her. Mo Yu didn't dare to open his eyes or make a sound, so he could only gesture with his mouth: "I didn't see anything." ”

As the world whirled, she realized that she was being placed on the shoulders by the man, and she jumped out of the window with him. As soon as the cold air stirred, the medicinal effect of the flying immortals immediately disappeared without a trace. Mo Yu opened his eyes and could only see the man's black back.

The man took the ink rumor and walked around Yunzhao Mountain a few times, only then did he find a place that he usually didn't pass by, reached out to cover the ink rumor's eyes, and put her down. Just as she was about to speak, a warm piece fell from her lips, and the lips of the "divine messenger" fell on her lips, pried open her teeth, and plundered hard.

Mo Yu was dizzy, and in a trance felt that this feeling was very familiar, she couldn't think of what the "divine envoy" was going to do, could it be that before killing people, she had to do something else, thinking that her back was cold in a cold sweat.

When the long kiss was over, the man didn't say a word, tied her with a string to a big tree, and blindfolded her with a strip of cloth three fingers wide, and then let go.

Mo Yu waited and waited, and there was silence around him, and there was no sound at all.

"God...... Oracle? She called tentatively, but no one answered.

"Are you still there? You...... You don't want me to starve here, do you? She asked, but still no one answered.

"I really didn't see anything, I just came when you found me." Talking nonsense is her forte, "Besides, the fog in the temple is so big, even if I want to see it, I can't see it." You are a divine envoy, don't be like me, let me go, I promise that my mouth is harder than a hazelnut shell, and I will never tell anyone about it, okay? ”

Speaking with a dry mouth, there was still no sound around, and Mo Yu finally confirmed a helpless fact, that person really left her here and left. Fortunately, after all, he didn't kill himself directly with a knife.

Calming down, she began to recall the conversation she had just heard. The Qin people pretended to be a divine envoy to assassinate Su Tan, and had already figured out his route and guard troops.

She couldn't wait here, she had to catch up with Su Tian and tell him about it. If he goes early, Su Tian will have a better chance of surviving.