"I knew there was something hidden in that"

Bai Ruofeng was inexplicably excited, she stepped forward and wanted to grab the priest of the temple but was avoided.

The temple priest looked at her mildly and detachedly: "It's my choice, you go." ”

Bai Ruofeng froze in place in a daze because of her words.

After a while, she pursed her lips, said nothing, and turned to leave the temple.

Now that the power to spy on the temple priests is much less, the temple priests are still repeating the boring life here, which can already say a lot.

Maybe Xi Yan also understood this, so he didn't cling to seeing the priests of the temple anymore, for them, Si Yan had passed away, and it was no longer necessary to cling to the truth of the past.

That's his choice, and they have their own choice.

Although Bai Ruofeng left this time, she frequented the Priest Temple after that.

She no longer mentions taking the Temple Priest away, but only tells the Temple Priest about her experiences outside, and in return, the Temple Priest tells her about the Temple.

Bai Ruofeng had been interested in the temple for a long time, so she was fascinated by what she heard, and she also realized that the priest of the temple was also very curious about everything in the outside world, and she worked very hard to scan her own experience over the years from her mind.

"That's right!" Speaking of excitement, Bai Ruofeng almost couldn't suppress his voice, "I think my greatest achievement is to sneak into the Prince's Mansion and steal the Ninth Prince's most precious ruby agate string!" ”

"Xi Yan?"

The temple priest's eyes twinkled.

"Yes!" Bai Ruofeng sighed and admired, "I didn't expect him to become the king in the end, although he was a puppet. Alas, not to mention him. ”

Bai Ruofeng naturally changed his words: "At that time, he was so angry that he sent a lot of people out to arrest me, but he was not as fast as me!" ”

When she said this, her tone was full of smug pride.

"I'm not interested in that thing, so I sent it back to him in the end, but his face seems to be worse hahaha!"

The priest of the temple looked helpless.

Although Xi Yan behaved like a mess and was a carefree waste, he was also a royal family with a high temperament, he had the pride of the royal family, how could he not be angry when he was played by her like this.

In the end, Bai Ruofeng was so proud that she was almost discovered by the rebels, but it was the priest of the temple who covered her up before she escaped.

Even if Bai Ruofeng never gave up on taking the temple priest away, as long as the temple priest didn't speak, she wouldn't take action and would accompany her like this.

In the last days of the temple priest, because of her appearance, there was a bright color.

In the third year of the rebels' house arrest of the priests of the temple, they finally couldn't hold back and stormed the temple of the priests.

But the temple priests seemed to have anticipated their arrival.

Under the gaze of the crowd, she completed a dance of witch blessings, which is a blessing dance during the sacrificial ceremony.

In the incomprehensible and jealous eyes of the rebels, at the end of the dance, the priest of the temple suddenly took out a short knife from his sleeve and committed suicide.

“——！！！”

This change caused chaos among the rebels.

"Who gave her the sword?!"

"The temple priest committed suicide?"

"How is this possible?"

This short sword was given to her by Bai Ruofeng, at first Bai Ruofeng just saw that her sword was collected, and wanted her to have the ability to protect herself, who would have thought that now it has become a tool for the priest of the temple to commit suicide.

News of the suicide of the temple priest soon spread.

The people in the capital couldn't help but mourn.

When Xi Yan in the palace received the news, his fingers trembled, and the brush in his hand fell from his fingertips.

"I committed suicide."

He muttered unconsciously, his eyes glazed over.

In fact, he already felt something, it was the choice of the temple priest, so even though he had enough strength to take her away, he never acted on it.

But when it really came to this day, he still couldn't help palpitating. The Temple Priests eventually fell with the Temple.

The people around him have gone before him, he is still alive, but he is more painful than anyone else.

The body of the priest of the temple was unattended in the temple, and the rebels were so jealous of her, they thought her suicide was a strange thing.

But the people, who had been blessed by the temple priests for many years, did not want to see such a situation, and they united to ask the royal family to bury the temple priests.

The strength of the people was huge, and the rebels didn't want to lose the hearts of the people, so Xi Yan, accompanied by the ministers, came to the priest's temple.

It's just - the body of the temple priest disappeared without a trace, as if she had never come.

This scene made the rebels even more jealous, but fortunately, the temple priest had committed suicide.

Xi Yan didn't say anything.

He looked at the temple complex that was empty and lonely, and even weeds had grown in the corners, and sighed deeply: "Let's go." ”

The rebels had also asked Xi Yan if he knew about the matter, after all, they had not forgotten that the new king in front of them was a student of the priests of the temple.

Xi Yan replied to them directly with a bad attitude: "If I knew, I would die first." ”

Rebels: "."

Who knew that this incident seemed to really inspire Xi Yan, and he began to ask about the construction process of his tomb, and even asked when he would be able to live in it, which scared those rebels a lot.

Fearing that they had really driven the new king insane, the rebels never asked him about the temple priests after that.

At the moment when the temple priest committed suicide, the divine authority dissipated.

After the fall of the temple, it seemed that nothing had changed, but it seemed that something had changed.

A year later, a sudden wind and sand accompanied by a plague swept through the lost country, and people had no time to resist, and there was no way to resist.

All love-hate entanglements are buried under the wind and sand.

There are woods around the country, and it is not close to the desert, but this huge tornado still appears suddenly, accompanied by a new plague.

This natural disaster was like a judgment descended by the gods, but now, the person who can protect them is gone.

The wind and sand buried everything, and also buried the past of this kingdom.

In the vicissitudes of the years, the landform here has gradually changed, there is no shadow of the past, and even the ruins of the ancient city have not been preserved.

The history of theocracy, which was so colorful in the history of the lost country, completely disappeared in the long river of history, and there was no trace of it.

It was as if they had evaporated from the world, rejected and forgotten by all the history of civilization.

It wasn't until millennia later, when the temple priests descended into the new world, that the lost kingdom, buried deep underground, was inspired by their gods to reappear in the world.

The obsession deeply rooted in a thousand years ago is recovering, and it is pulling the occurrence of this opportunity.

There's a follow-up tomorrow and then it's gone

(End of chapter)