The ghost-catching princess, she always pretends to be weak

Ye Ziheng was just a little weak after lying down for a long time.

He looked at Wen Jiu up and down for a moment, then said, "You're not hurt, are you?"

Wen Jiu shook his head: "No, I was going to be like you, but Lu Xu blocked it for me."

Ye Ziheng had heard Zhou Lingran mention it a long time ago, and Lu Xu was also affected by the same poison as him, but he didn't say it was because of Wen Jiu.

He lowered his head and smiled: "He is really interested in you. If everything goes well, junior sister should also think about her marriage."

But if everything goes well, where should we start?
If it goes well for him, Lu Xu will definitely not go well. If Lu Xu goes well, then Qingyun Mountain will definitely not go well.

Everyone here can have a satisfactory result, but as a junior sister, I am afraid it will be difficult to have both.

But in this world, how can anyone be considerate in everything, and how can anyone be worthy of everyone?

Wen Jiu twitched the corner of her mouth. She was really not in the mood to talk to her senior brother about this at the moment. The sacrificial ceremony was coming soon. Neither her senior brother nor Lu Xu had recovered yet. She always felt that something was going to happen.
"Senior brother, you think too much. You are still alone. Why should I be anxious?"

"It's true that the sacrificial ceremony is tomorrow. You've all been waiting for this day, haven't you?"

The purpose of Lu Xu's trip was for the guardian of the dragon vein. Is there any connection between the person who is regarded as a goddess in Xinjiang and the guardian of the dragon vein?
What is the purpose of this trip, senior brother? What is he hiding?
What secrets do master and senior brother have?
Everyone is waiting for this day, and Wen Jiu is also waiting.

That night at dinner, there were four people at the table, each with their own thoughts.

Only Zhou Lingran ate carelessly.

"Do you want to go see the sacrifice tomorrow?"

Zhou Lingran took two mouthfuls of rice, raised his head and asked.

Wen Jiu glanced at him. Do you want to hear what he was asking?
She suspected that Lu Xu and Ye Ziheng came to their senses by pinching the sacrificial spot.
Ye Ziheng smiled, his eyes moved, and he glanced at Lu Xu: "We love to join in the fun, so it's not a bad idea to go and have a look. After all, it will not be easy to come to southern Xinjiang in the future."

Wen Jiu nodded: "Senior Brother is right."

Is it okay to join in the fun?

Lu Xu lowered his eyes and couldn't see the emotion in his eyes clearly: "This sacrificial ceremony is the most important ceremony in Manling, so let's go and join in the fun together."

Okay, okay, everyone has their own business, but everyone just wants to join in the fun.

That night, Ye Ziheng called Zhou Lingran and Wen Jiu to his room.

Wen Jiu yawned, seemingly not knowing why, but his face said: See, do you have to pretend?
The three of them sat around the table, with candles flickering in the room.

"Although I am here to watch the fun, I always feel that everything that has happened in recent days is closely related to tomorrow's sacrificial ceremony."

Wen Jiu thought to himself: I don't know what happened recently is closely related to the sacrificial ceremony, but what my senior brother is going to do must be closely related to the sacrificial ceremony.

Zhou Lingran blinked, revealing his clear stupidity: "Then besides watching the fun tomorrow, what else should we do?"

It was already a little late, and Ye Ziheng's voice sounded particularly clear in the silent night: "Get the talisman ready, don't take it lightly, if there is anything strange around you, just take action yourself."

Just take action?

At this time, Lu Xu was not in his room, but in the alley outside the inn with his men.

"Tomorrow is the day of the sacrificial ceremony. Protect the woman on the float and find out where she is staying."

He had been in Manling for longer than Ye Ziheng and his party, but he still couldn't find out the whereabouts of the goddess.

He has already studied the clues given by the capital. The guardian of the dragon vein is not an unknown person from southern Xinjiang. But why can't he find it. Until a few days ago, he discovered the identity of the goddess worshiping in southern Xinjiang. He also inquired about it, but no one could explain the reason.

There are not many people in this world that even Jin Yiwei can't find out. The place here is not big, but two of them suddenly appeared.

Lu Xu wouldn't believe it if he said it wasn't related at all.

However, at a quarter of an hour, the main road was already crowded, and Wen Jiu and his party were pushed forward by the flow of people.

If he was just joining in the fun, Wen Jiu chose to go back to sleep.

But they are not.
The roof not far away was filled with black mist, and the ghost hunting order on Ye Heng's waist was shining with dazzling light. It seemed that not only people wanted to join in the fun of this sacrificial ceremony, but also ghosts.
"Senior brother." Wen Jiu grabbed the person in front and said, "Why don't we go to this teahouse."

It was just a matter of spending some money, not only to get a good position, but also to keep an eye on the female ghost.

Wen Jiu paid five times the price to get this cubicle from a foreigner. The view was just right.

When the three of them sat down in the booth, they discovered that the female ghost who had been sitting in the inn had also followed them out.

It seems interesting. Maybe even this female ghost can be sent away here.

Suddenly there was the sound of gongs and drums not far away, and the market was crowded with people, all standing on tiptoes, heads held high, and excitedly looking inside.

The sixteen-person sedan chair is covered with hairpins of various colors. Snakes with gray scales and gray armor are hanging on the four corners of the sedan roof, which are vivid and extremely lifelike.

Wen Jiu poked his head out and looked into the sedan. The thin curtain was slightly raised. The woman inside was wearing a veil, with a silver chain wrapped around her wrist, wearing a white sacrificial dress, and her eyebrows were dignified.

But I always feel like something is missing.
If she were a goddess, she would have lost a bit of aura.

"The God of the mountains guards the four directions. The water sources are conserved, the forests are luxuriant, and we are healthy. Today, I lead everyone to sacrifice to the mountains with a grateful heart."

The priest following the sedan led the crowd in devout prayers. The scepter in his hand made a crisp sound as he shook it. It was originally covered with silver bells.

Everything was going on as usual. But something was very abnormal.

For example, the resentment on the roof is getting stronger and stronger, and the female ghost beside him is gradually showing signs of darkening.

Could it be this goddess?

Wen Jiu looked normal, but his hand under the table had already lit up a talisman and hit the female ghost: "I said that since I promised to help you find out the truth and send you to reincarnate, I will keep my promise. , don’t be anxious.”

If you rush this moment, you may not regret it in time.

As soon as he finished speaking, screams came from downstairs, and the sixteen-person sedan fell to the ground with a loud noise, causing chaos in the market.

The waiter who was serving tea on the side shook his head, even his voice was trembling: "The mountain god is angry! The mountain god is angry!"

Wen Jiu stood up subconsciously. She was just distracted for a moment, why was there people lying on the ground?

Ye Ziheng stopped him: "Don't act rashly, wait and see before talking."

Although the sixteen-person sedan fell to the ground, the people in the sedan did not move for a long time.
"Brother, will something happen?"

Ye Ziheng pondered for a moment: "If something happens so easily, then this goddess is probably a fake. It seems that I killed the wrong person again today."

When he saw the two female ghosts gathered here, he made some judgments in his heart.

Even if this person wasn't killed by the goddess, I'm afraid he still has something to do with her.