He ordered Jiang and Pei Yu to bow their heads to receive the order, and then turned around and looked for the road where Fang had just come.

From the main gate of the witch temple to the altar, there is only a main road, and you will arrive at it after turning two bends back and forth. If you really want to find something, it is difficult to get a glimpse of the situation inside the witch temple if you follow this avenue.

However, this kind of thing, if you flick it casually while walking, it is very likely to be thrown elsewhere, and then roll along the path, who knows if you will end up in that corner again?

What's more, this is a valuable thing that the head of the ministry is close to, and if someone happens to see it and pick it up, it is also common sense. They are not allowed to ask anyone?

With this reason, they naturally also have an excuse to walk around the witch temple.

He Lingjiang and the others first searched around the main road, and then divided into two ways and searched for both sides, and the scope of this search naturally became wider and wider.

Occasionally, when she saw the attendant of the witch temple passing by, she did not avoid it, and occasionally took the initiative to greet her, and asked, "This waiter, I am the protector of the master of the capital." The head of the department accidentally lost the wrench he was carrying, I wonder if the waiter has ever seen it? ”

She often stays in the north, and is no stranger to the local language, although the desolate tribe is slightly different from the northern dialect, but it is not difficult for her.

The waiter shook his head, but asked a few words about the wrench, and said that he would help keep an eye on it, and then hurried away, leaving her to find it.

Now when it comes to the grand event of praying for blessings, whether it is the distinguished guests in the temple or the people outside the temple, they all need someone to take care of it, and the attendants in the witch temple are very busy, and the wrench is not an obvious thing, so they naturally can't spare their hands to help her lean over and squat there, turning inch by inch.

The waiters couldn't spare their hands, and He Lingjiang was not reluctant, he only thanked them and went to find it himself. This road, along the original avenue, went more and more.

Turning another way, in the distance, He Lingjiang saw a courtyard, high walled, and guarded by witches in front of the door.

In today's bustling time, the surroundings of this courtyard seem unusually quiet and solemn.

He Lingjiang's eyes narrowed slightly, her feet moved slightly, but she heard a condensed voice behind her: "Who is here?" ”

When she turned around, she saw that the person in front of her was dressed in the gray robe of a sorcerer, and behind her were two attendants, who were supposed to be the sorcerers who served beside the Great Witch, if she had guessed correctly.

She put her right hand on her left chest and gestured slightly: "My master is the master of the Tidu Division, but his personal wrench has accidentally disappeared, so I have been sent to find it." ”

The man frowned: "Why did you find this place?" ”

He Lingjiang's expression remained unchanged, and he explained: "I have also searched for the main road, but I have not found any trace of the wrench. Thinking that it might have rolled into the distance, or maybe someone happened to pick it up, so he looked around. ”

"I wonder if you've ever seen this?"

The man's frowning eyebrows were still tightened: "We have never seen any wrenching fingers, and the master's things were indeed lost in the witch temple?" ”

I can't say, but the things of the master of the capital were lost on the road.

He Lingjiang nodded: "Earlier, in front of the Witch Temple, the head of the department raised his hand to greet the people around him, and he still carried this wrench in his hand. ”

Only then did he reach out to help a child who had accidentally fallen, and his hands were covered with mud. When the master entered the witch temple and wiped his hands with a handkerchief, he took off the wrench and stuffed it into his sleeve. ”

"Yes, inadvertently, the wrench rolled out...... This wrench is the personal old thing of the master, he has always valued it, otherwise he would not have sent me to find it at this time. ”

Since he is the main thing of the department, he can't complain that he is in a hurry to find it, the witch servant is clear, his eyebrows are slightly relaxed, and only his face is still calm: "The people in the witch temple will not pick up things at will and take them as their own." If you are looking for it, look for it near the main way. The wrench is small, maybe you haven't noticed it? ”

"There is an important matter to pray for blessings today, and there are many people in the witch temple, so your Excellency should not walk around......" The witch attendant's tone was already a little dissatisfied and admonished.

He Lingjiang nodded again and again: "I wrote it down, then I'll go to the neighborhood to take a look." If the sorcerer has news of this wrench, please send me a message. ”

The witch squire bowed slightly, and she was about to say another word, when she saw a waiter hurrying towards her.

Her eyes couldn't help but tighten, and she left He Lingjiang who was standing in place, and walked forward quickly.

The waiter looked anxious, and when he saw her, he immediately stepped forward and said urgently, "Witch waiter, it's not good! The Great Witch vomited blood again......"

He Ling Jiang was about three feet away from them, and her ear power was excellent, so the waiter's words were still vaguely in her ears.

The witch's expression immediately changed, and he shouted in a low voice, "Shut up! ”

She turned around and saw that He Lingjiang had already walked towards the main road, so she breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the waiter, and hurried to the courtyard in the distance.

He Lingjiang turned around and stared at the hurried sorcerer, she looked obviously anxious, at first she was only a little bigger, but later, she was already trotting.

From afar, her figure passed through the courtyard gate, and then disappeared.

He Lingjiang's eyes narrowed slightly.

Great Witch, vomiting blood......

He Lingjiang's eyes narrowed slightly.

The absurd people believe in witchcraft, and there are also some people who are proficient in witchcraft. And this great witch is the most profound witch in the desolate tribe, and he is the master of the witch temple, and his status is respected, only slightly lower than the leader of the desolate people.

The Great Witch ignores the mundane affairs of the tribe, but the major events in the tribe are indispensable for the appearance of the Great Witch. Divination, healing and eliminating disasters, séance to the gods and souls, and praying for rain and sacrifices are all the duties and abilities of the great witch.

This prayer ceremony, which takes place every three months, is presided over by the Great Witch himself. Pray for grass in spring, seek no drought in summer, wish for a good harvest in autumn, and wish for rain and snow in winter.

But now, this big witch suddenly vomited blood, and it was still "again"?

He Lingjiang didn't know the strength of this great witch, but since he could hold this position and had many believers, he should have some ability.

If such a great witch can be made to vomit blood repeatedly, I'm afraid it's not a minor injury.

He Ling Jiang was curious, but the sky was daylight, and the witch servant was obviously watching the courtyard closely, so this was not a good time to find out.

She returned to the vicinity of the main road, and then, when a waiter passed by, she happened to find the wrench that had rolled here by mistake through a crack in a stone, and she naturally returned to the altar with Pei You.

The leader of the desolate people had also arrived at this time, burly and straight, independent of everyone else, and two steps behind him was his personal guard.

Half a cup of tea had passed, and it was just noon, when the blessing ceremony was about to begin.

"Jingle bell, jingle bell."

The countless brass bells hanging around the altar suddenly rang out without wind and trembled on the silk threads.

A figure stepped on the steps and slowly walked to the top of the altar.