Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 1378 Helpless

In the Yin-Yang Pavilion, the high priest who was resting with his eyes closed slowly opened his eyes when he heard the sound behind him.

"Zhen Mi'er of Qianjinfang, I'm here to pay a visit to the high priest of Miluo." Zhen Mi'er's clear and calm voice seemed even colder on the rainy night.

The high priest stood up and turned to look at Zhen Mier, "Miss Zhen, I have been waiting for a long time."

There was no expression on Zhen Mier's face, "The high priest has a clever plan, otherwise my journey to this place would not have been so smooth."

The high priest didn't comment, so Zhen Mier continued, "In that case, the high priest might as well make some further calculations, why am I here?"

"Even if I don't deduce, I can guess the purpose of Qianjinfang's visit." The high priest raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation, "Since the owner is here, please feel free to welcome him. Can you sit down and have a cup of tea?"

Zhen Mier unceremoniously sat opposite the high priest and said quietly: "I am not the master of Qianjinfang, she is."

Although they didn't say it explicitly, both of them knew it. This "she" is the reason for coming.

"So, Miss Zhen." The high priest poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of Zhen Mi'er, "What do you want from your late night visit for her?"

"The poison on her body." Zhen Mi'er got straight to the point and said directly: "Qianjinfang has found out a lot of information over the years, and it is difficult to tell whether it is true or false. I came here tonight just to ask the high priest if he can tell the truth. untie?"

The high priest's hand holding the teapot paused for a moment, but her voice said without any hesitation, "No."

"I just wanted to seek confirmation, but I never thought that the high priest would not even tell the truth." Zhen Mier snorted coldly, and the high priest was slightly stunned, "What truth?"

"The poison on her body is divided into primary and secondary. This is the way of yin and yang." Zhen Mi'er picked up the tea cup and shook it casually, "Yi Zhenmu, this is the art of the witch clan."

She said and put the tea back intact, "Now that the deputy Gu is dead, she has suffered backlash. Without the help of the high priest, it will be difficult to survive."

Hearing this, the high priest nodded slightly and motioned for Zhen Mi'er to continue speaking, but she heard her say: "However, if the mother Gu dies, the child Gu on her body will lose its effectiveness. From then on, she will no longer be tortured by it and can be herself." Ordinary people.”

"What Miss Zhen said is good." A flash of admiration flashed in the high priest's eyes, "But it's not entirely correct."

She took a sip of tea and said, "Miss Zhen, have you ever thought about why the voodoo on her body is both a main voodoo and a sub-vood?"

Zhen Mier was silent, and the high priest thought to himself: "To put it bluntly, it is to balance the two and merge them into one. The so-called backlash is just that one of them has the upper hand, and if the balance is broken, it will damage her. Body."

"Ayu, don't you have something to discuss with Lord Fang?" Zhuge Ming's voice came from behind them. He smiled gently and said, "Now that Lord Fang is here, why can't you speak?"

"It's rare. This is the first time I see Young Master Zhuge being so thin-skinned." Wei Mao's voice was filled with a mischievous smile. He followed Zhuge Ming and stood beside him.

Fang Zilan looked relieved and greeted Zhuge Ming and Wei Mao, but she never said anything to Zhuge Yu.

Zhuge Yu clenched his hands in his sleeves into fists, "Sister Lan, I have something to tell you."

"Mr. Zhuge, please speak." Fang Zilan said without hesitation, "I am all ears." Zhuge Yu pursed his lips, and after a long while, he said solemnly, "I'm sorry, Sister Lan."

Fang Zilan coughed lightly, ignored the people watching the fun, and said calmly, "Is this how you plan to apologize to me?"

Wei Mao smiled and shook his head. Zhuge Ming's lips curled slightly, "Deputy General Cao, Master Mo, we still have some time before the banquet. Why don't you take us to the Imperial Garden for a walk? What do you think?"

Li Qiyou quickly agreed, "Lord Zhuge invited me personally, I would be disrespectful to refuse."

After the others left, Fang Zilan and Zhuge Yu walked to a corner. She said quietly, "Tell me, why did you suddenly remember to apologize to me?"

"If I don't apologize, when will Sister Lan see me?" Zhuge Yu asked instead of answering. Fang Zilan said helplessly, "Even if you don't apologize, we've already met. The capital is such a small place, and we work in the same government office. We see each other every day. How can I not see you?"

Zhuge Yu let out a long sigh, "You guessed it all?"

Fang Zilan hummed and said, "When Murong Xun gave me the jade cicada in Lincheng, I felt it was strange. As the dignified and loyal king of Miluo, he shouldn't have asked me for help. Later, on the way back to Beijing, I asked Meng Tingyang, who was beside Murong Qing, about the origin of the jade cicada. He was hesitant and could not explain it clearly, and Murong Qing knew nothing about it."

She paused as she spoke, "It just so happens that this matter of sending a token of love has happened once before - the gold and jade inlaid by the Sassanid family of Persia was entrusted to you to deliver to me. Master Zhuge, do you think there are really such coincidences in the world?"

"I was the one who suggested to Murong Xun that Murong Qing be entrusted to you." Zhuge Yu said generously, "Murong Xun sounded me out, and I gave him a few pointers."

"I was just lazy during the peace talks in Lincheng, and Master Zhuge teamed up with Murong Xun to use me. What a great skill." Fang Zilan's expression turned colder. "Master Zhuge, what exactly do you want to do?"

"High Priest, you don't have to talk in circles with me." Zhen Mi'er looked cold, and the High Priest smiled lightly, "Miss Zhen, I just want to explain the pros and cons to you, so that you can judge whether it is feasible."

She put the tea cup back on the table and sighed softly, "Death of the mother Gu is certainly a solution, but she can't survive."

A hint of suspicion flashed across Zhen Mier's eyes, "What does the high priest mean by this?"

"This is a dead end." The high priest seemed not to hear Zhen Mi'er's question and said to himself: "It is not easy for her to live to this day."

"Isn't it easy?" Zhen Mier caught this word keenly, and felt a subtle sense of dissonance in her heart.

"If it weren't for the constant care of doctors who understand poisonous poisons and the blessing of the Yin Yang family's spells, how could Miss Zhen have survived to this day?" The high priest said with a cold look on his face, "Is it just luck?"

Zhen Mier's expression froze. The former mentioned by the high priest was what Wen Ya and A Wan did. As for the latter...

"I heard that Qianjinfang knows everything, but they just can't find any missing persons handled by the Feiling Mountain bandits, right?" The high priest asked almost abruptly. Zhen Mier subconsciously asked, "Are those missing people related to the high priest?"

The high priest said meaningfully: "It's not only related to me, but also to her. To be more precise, it's related to the poison in her body."