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Xi Yan was very excited, and he wanted to continue talking, but the temple priest interrupted him: "Xi Yan."

Xi Yan looked over in confusion: "Master Priest?"

The emotion on his face gradually subsided when he realized that the temple priest seemed to want to say something to him.

"Stop checking."

The priest of the temple only said this sentence, but Xi Yan's pupils trembled suddenly: "Why didn't you check?"

The priest of the temple did not explain, and there was a trace of compassion in his eyes.

The joy in Xi Yan's heart was suddenly extinguished by a basin of ice water, and his eyes gradually sank.

".I will still check." After a while, Xi Yan made up his mind, and he said firmly, "No matter what will happen later, but before reaching that moment, I still want to move forward bravely."

The temple priest didn't say anything, she nodded slightly: "This is your choice."

Perhaps she had anticipated Xi Yan's choice long before she said that sentence, but she still said it.

After that day, Xi Yan still came to the temple from time to time, but he no longer told the priests of the temple the news he got.

This time when he came over, he witnessed the death of another group of people in the temple.

Countless coffins were placed above the main hall, surrounded by faint candles, shining bright and warm light, dispelling the shadows in the dark hall.

The priest of the temple stood in the center of the hall, together with the priests behind him, looked at the coffins with compassion, and murmured something.

Xi Yan stood outside the hall and listened. They spoke ancient languages, many of which were difficult to pronounce, but he knew that they were praying for these people.

In the past few years, batch after batch of people in the temple died of old age or illness. The originally magnificent temple couldn't help showing a little fatigue because it had no new energy.

Xi Yan also asked the priest of Wuzhi why the temple no longer recruited candidates, but the priest only said that this was the arrangement of the priests of the temple.

Now——Xi Yan glanced over those coffins, and landed on the priest of the temple with lowered brows and downcast eyes.

He got a message a few days ago.

The general had already arrived at the base camp on the frontier, and those tribal peoples who were planning to form an alliance to launch an attack, became quiet again when they heard of the return of the general.

This is a good thing for the lost country.

It's a pity that Xi Yan's face did not have the joy before. His eyes reflected the flickering candles in the temple, and his expression was gloomy and contemplative.

After the sending-off ceremony was over, the priest of the temple walked out of the hall surrounded by a group of priests. As soon as she looked up, she saw Xi Yan standing outside the hall.

He seemed to be watching her, but his eyes were not focused, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Xi Yan." The priest of the temple called him back, glanced at him and walked forward, "Follow me."

Xi Yan followed quickly.

"what do you wish to ask."

The temple priest did not look back.

Xi Yan only hesitated for a moment and then asked outrightly: "Since the priest knows all destiny, and a pair of insightful eyes can see the future and the past, why didn't he think about saving the decline?"

With the belief and reverence of the lost people for theocracy, if the priests of the temple have this idea, it must be easier to realize than the change of royal power.

Although the priests of the temple do not interfere with the human world, what if the turmoil will also affect the temple itself?He could see that the temple was also in decline.

The temple priest chuckled and looked back at him, as if relieved that he had finally thought of this.

"Xi Yan, to me fate is just a river without forks."

"and then?"

Xi Yan was dumbfounded.

The smile in the temple priest's eyes deepened: "It means that if I make a move, the price is not something you can afford."

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Xi Yan was silent.

Perhaps watching from the sidelines is already the greatest kindness of the priests of the temple.

The priest of the temple sighed softly: "Because my birth was accompanied by my fall." The murmuring voice was swept by the spring wind and drifted into the distance.

However, Xi Yan subconsciously stopped, staring at the back of the priest who left the temple, his heart was full of turmoil.

Half a year after the general set off, Xi Yan suddenly cut off the news from the frontier.

At that time, the third prince and the sixth prince were already fighting fiercely, and both sides suffered a lot of losses.

Xi Yan was very annoyed by the news cut off, he almost couldn't hold back and exposed all the hole cards in his hand.

He recruited the steward in the restaurant.

"Those spies, none of them came back?"

"Yes."

The steward was sweating coldly on his forehead, and nodded solemnly: "Originally, they have been operating in the cities that rebelled before, but half a month ago, we suddenly lost contact with them."

"died?"

".Most likely."

The steward replied cautiously.

They were not worried that those spies would betray them, after all, they were dead soldiers trained by Xi Yan himself, and even if they betrayed, they would die of poison within a month.

"The news that came back last time, bring it up to me."

Xi Yan rubbed the center of his brows, the irritability between his brows became clearer, and the weird premonition in his heart was also frantically reminding him that the situation was out of control.

"Yes."

Seeing his master's current state, the steward didn't dare to disturb him at all, and hastily presented those secret letters.

Xi Yan waved his hands, and the steward quickly left the wing.

He spread out the secret letters and read them one by one with a frown.

'The general's barracks have been moving frequently recently, and it seems that they have received news that the nomadic tribes are about to counterattack. '

'.'

'Suspected rebel generals were found in the city. '

When he saw the last confidential letter, Xi Yan's eyes lit up, and he immediately picked it up and studied it carefully.

He remembered that the spy who sent back the secret letter was stationed in the city that was captured by the rebels before.

Could it be that the rebels are fighting back again?
Thinking of this, Xi Yan frowned fiercely. Now Si Jin was preparing to fight ahead, but his backyard caught fire.
In addition to removing the grain and grass that Si Jin had taken away, these wastes in the capital only cared about themselves, and never thought of sending supplies or soldiers over there!
If the rebels really come back, then they can completely cut off Sijin's connection with the capital.
Xi Yan couldn't sit still any longer, so he stood up quickly and rushed to the palace.

The king looked at Xi Yan in front of him in amazement, as if he couldn't think that the words just now were spoken by his most dandy son.

"Father!"

Xi Yan raised his voice to draw his attention back.

The king turned his eyes slightly, but he didn't really think about Xi Yan's proposal just now, he just said: "This is not something you worry about, you should trust the general!"

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Xi Yan suppressed the anger between his brows.

Putting it lightly!The frontier issue has been bothering them since the establishment of the lost country. How could it be solved by Si Jin alone!