Not long after the chief of the dust sect left, another figure flashed into the Great Horn Palace. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info this person is wearing eunuch clothes, but he moves like a rabbit, don't say that the Big Horn Palace is empty here, even if there are people, at most they only see a flash of green shadows, like a cat sneaking into the Big Horn Palace.

The cat quickly came to the alchemy room and saw the gourd that had been wrapped by the head of the dusty road. He quickly picked up the gourd, poured a pill of Jinpa in his right hand, put the gourd back in its place, turned around and slipped out of the Great Horn Palace.

If Shi Wen'er was in the Big Horn Palace at this time, he would recognize at a glance that this person was Sun Feiyu, the deputy envoy of the Patrol Division.

It's a pity that Shi Wen'er is not here, and he doesn't know everything that happened in the Dajiao Palace, and now, he is sitting on the big boat returning to Lingnan, when passing by Taihu Lake, the empty lake surface makes him very unaccustomed, and there is only the sound of turbulent water on Taihu Lake, which makes people feel that it is quiet and empty here.

Shi Wen'er understood Yue Wupeng's shame, he looked at Yi Xin who was sitting opposite, and Yi Xin was listening to Ji Ashui and Anur casually. He didn't want to look up at this piece of Taihu Lake.

Su Coconut was not there, and Ji'a Shui looked a little more normal than before. He drank some wine sent to the ship by Yang Lizhen at lunch, and like Liu Yuanlang, he underestimated the sweet "grape juice", and now he is drinking hard, telling the story of the indigenous tribe with relish.

"The most beautiful woman in our tribe is, of course, a saint. She lived in a white stone house, and since she was fifteen years old as a saint, she would come out at the annual festival time to choose the man she liked at the bonfire, and if she gave birth to a boy, she would be the next high priest, and if she gave birth to a girl, she would be the next saint. Our tribe sacrifices several times a year, and if she can't conceive the first time, she will come out a second time, until she is pregnant and born, and she will no longer come out to choose men. ”

Anul held her cheeks, listened with great interest, and asked, "The child of the holy woman is a holy woman or a priest, what is the man of the holy woman?" What kind of man does the saint like? ”

Ji Ashui smiled "hehe" and said, "That's not necessarily, our current saint seems to be picking very strong men." ”

Seeing Anur's eyes shining, Ji Ashui continued disdainfully: "Don't think it's great to be chosen by the saint, these men should go back when they run out, do you still think that like their Han people, men are worshiped like immortals?" ”

Anuer smiled and said: "You don't understand this, the holy daughter is Her Majesty, she can ignore her man, but her child is the next emperor, this emperor will definitely let his father be the queen mother." ”

Shi Wen'er listened to the two of them tell the story upside down, and she was very puzzled. This story is completely different from the story that Ji Shui told before about sacrificing a woman to a sorcerer.

I only heard Ji Ashui smile obscenely in disapproval, and continued: "You don't understand this, the holy woman doesn't just choose one man, who knows who the child's father is?" Ji Ashui didn't know how much wine he had drunk, but when he said this, he actually sang, "You stand on the moon and look down on us, oh! Goddess! Give your wreaths to your servants, oh ......"

His "oh ......" has a long tail note, even on the rough river, it is still very loud.

Shi Wen'er and Yi Xin glanced at each other, the two of them tacitly, patiently listened to Ji Ashui singing, Yi Xin smiled: "I don't believe it, I think that the holy woman, either give birth to a boy or a girl, in this case, your tribe either has no high priest or no holy woman, how can this be good?" ”

Ji Ashui saw that it was Yixin who asked himself, knowing that the relationship between this Yixin and Shi Wen'er was not ordinary, so he changed his face to flattery, and said with a smile: "Xiaolang's question is to the point, the saint can only give birth to one child, but the priest can give birth to a lot, if the saint gives birth to a daughter, the eldest son of the priest is still the priest, if the saint gives birth to a son, the eldest daughter of the priest is the next saint." However, our saintess has a belly fight, and she gave birth to a son and a daughter two years ago, so that the next saint and priest will be these two little brothers and sisters. ”

Yi Xin asked suspiciously: "As the saying goes, one mountain does not allow two tigers, and your tribe is a saint and a priest, who has the final say?" ”

Ji Ashui said: "Of course, the saint has the final say!" Didn't Anur just say it? The Holy Maiden is Her Majesty the Empress, the same as your Emperor Zetian back then! It's just that you only have one empress, and we have been empresses for generations! The priest is a slave of God, and he does not care about the affairs of the tribe. He would talk to the gods at the annual sacrifices, and if the gods felt that the saint did not conform to the gods' will, he would attach himself to the priest and speak. ”

Yixin listened and opened his mouth. Say, "What? In that case, if your empress is deposed, will not this priest have the final say? Then your tribe is still the priest who has the final say. ”

Ji Ashui also opened his mouth, and he said, "Xiaolang, what are these words? The priest doesn't care about anything! He only serves God! ”

What else did Yixin have to say, Shi Wen'er smiled and said: "Yixin, don't fight with Ah Shui, this is not something that can be explained in one or two sentences." He turned to Ji Shui and said with a smile, "Ah Shui, are the wizards and priests in your tribe the same thing?" ”

Ji Shui shook his head and said, "It's not the same thing, the sorcerer is the slave of the god in the small tribe, and the priest is the slave of the god in the whole big tribe, it's different. ”

"Is there a saint in that little tribe?" Yixin couldn't help but ask again.

Ji Ashui laughed, probably thinking that this little man was too childish and always asked stupid questions, he looked tolerant and patient, and said to Yixin: "What does the holy woman mean?" It's sacred! On our island, there are more than 70 tribes, large and small, if there are so many holy women, what else is sacred? Wizards are slaves of the gods, so of course there can be more. ”

Yixin frowned, and got to the bottom of it: "Who cares about the affairs of the small tribe!" Surely sorcerers only serve God. ”

Ji Ashui said: "The small tribes have old grandmothers! The old grandmother is gone, and there is the daughter of the old grandmother, who is older and who is in charge. ”

Yixin understood, and he suddenly realized and said: "It turns out that you are all following your mother there, you big liar, what are you talking about the second elder of your parents, do you know who your father is?" ”

Ji Ashui blushed, and he said anxiously and aggrievedly: "But you Han people have fathers and mothers, I told people earlier that I don't know who my father is, and they all call me a mongrel...... If I had told the truth earlier, I was afraid that you would have called me a liar. ”

Shi Wen'er nodded as if she had understood, and asked Ji Ashui with a smile: "You sang very well just now, have you participated in the bonfire party where the saint chooses a man?" ”