"Since the other party can snatch him away right under your nose, what's the use of your fanfare?" Yun Shi said lightly, opened the newly placed scroll on the table, and quickly browsed it, "I'll go and revoke the ban in a while, now let's talk about the details of the time." ”

The high priest saw that Yun Shi could still give orders so normally, which showed that Yun Shi was not extremely angry, and she finally breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and then explained as concisely and clearly as possible: "As the text says, we met an ambush in that swamp, and the lord and his ...... Accustomed to being the first, one man rushed to the front, and we fought bravely behind, but when we arrived at a forest of osmanthus flowers, his breath disappeared. ”

"Osmanthus Forest ......" Yun Shi pondered three words, and his fingers tapped lightly on the same three words on the scroll.

"Yes, it's just an ordinary osmanthus forest." The high priest hurriedly said, "We have already checked in detail, and the osmanthus forest was originally there, but it was only opened in advance this winter because it was given a rejuvenation circle. There was nothing else unusual, the slaves and maids were incompetent and incomprehensible. ”

"Got it." Yun Shi said these three words lightly, "Pass the order, closely monitor those village owners, and if there is anything unusual, come and report it quickly." ”

"Yes." The high priest respectfully kowtowed again, and the big stone in his heart fell, because when Yun Shi usually said "I know", he was already confident, and he didn't need his subordinates to worry about it anymore.

But she still couldn't understand what Yun Shi had noticed, so she was bold and asked suspiciously, "I wonder what the master has discovered?" Can it be explicit? It also reassures the slaves and maids. ”

"You don't need to know about this, it's my own business." Yun Shi stood up as she spoke, flicked her sleeves, and the robe on her body, which was originally plain white and elegant, changed its appearance and became a typical Nanlu women's dress, but it was just the clothes that Nanlu women usually wore, and it was not covered with silver ornaments like the sacrifices.

When the high priest saw Yun Shi's appearance, he was actually planning to go out, so he was even more sincerely afraid: "Master, it is the slave and the maid who are incompetent, but you must not work, at this time Wuxi is already in crisis, you can't personally wade into danger!" If there is anything, tell the slaves and maids to do it! ”

"Wen Ruo, you know I don't like to say repetitive words." Yun Shi said lightly as she walked towards the door, and Meow Ball immediately jumped off the table and followed behind Yun Shi's skirt.

"Yes." The high priest bowed her head again, she knew that Yun Shi didn't want to say, so she shouldn't ask, and if she continued to ask, it would only completely anger Yun Shi, so she could only remain silent. And when she looked up again, she was the only one left in the room, and the man and the cat were gone.

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Mo Zhidelusion woke up in a daze, and found himself trapped in a small space, and when he touched it with his hand, he could feel that this thing should be made of bronze, cold, and solid, this space was not long or wide, it should be the size of a box. He is shaking now, he should be being carried, but he is still dizzy, and he feels like he is going to vomit.

He moved his body slightly, but found that his hands and feet were roasted with iron chains, this thing she was familiar with, when he was locked up in Chang'an, his body was full of this kind of thing. Now that he has been handcuffed like this again, he feels quite nostalgic, but he didn't expect that he would be remembered again after recuperating in Nanlu for more than a year, and this person must still be an acquaintance.

Because, there are very few people who know that he is allergic to osmanthus fragrance in this world, and he doesn't even know that except for Yun Shi, who else will know that he is allergic to osmanthus fragrance.

Thinking of this, his heart suddenly became vigilant, because he remembered that there was anyone else who knew, it was himself! He tried to take precautions, but he didn't even think about guarding over there. But it's easy to know that it was done over there, and that guy won't kill himself anyway, so I guess it's some kind of coercion and temptation.

So Mo Zhiyu was very relaxed, and he leaned on this bronze box, and fell asleep again in this shaky journey.

In a daze, he seemed to hear human voices, but the ventilation hole next to it was too small, and the space was also very narrow, so he couldn't see the outside, so he could only listen to the sound. This voice sounds very unfamiliar, rough and rough, as soon as you hear it, you are a big man, and listening to this accent, you are still a native of Nanlu: "This is the new saint who raised a little white face?" ”

"Yes," said another man with a similar accent next to him, "but this baby doesn't look white, so it looks better." So it doesn't matter if it's white or not, as long as it's good-looking, it will attract women to like it. ”

"I think the taste of these holy women is getting worse and worse," said the man from before, "The last holy woman, oh, the current high priest, that Zhiyue, the leader of the holy sword she chose seems to be weak and weak, if it weren't for a few tricks, the ghost old man would have obeyed him!" ”

"Yes," said his companion, "the current melon baby has been caught so easily, and it is estimated that it is like this, no wonder that the holy woman has been on the throne for so long, and she refuses to choose the leader of the holy sword, it must be that she herself feels that this baby can't be supported." ”

"That's it!" The two of them chatted and giggled like this, and they could hear that the ink in the bronze box was full of black lines, and these two people knew that they were not smart goods just by listening to the conversation, and he was actually planted in the hands of such two goods, which was really a great shame.

"When is that messenger over there?" The two people outside began to talk again, "I said let's open this box, in case this melon baby is used to living a comfortable life, and the body is very arrogant, and it will be bored in it, so we are not doing it for nothing?" ”

"Yes, yes, yes!" The others chimed in, "What kind of messenger is still good over there, you want to let the owner of the village know, don't pick our skin?" ”

With that, the two of them got up and slowly pushed the lid on the top of the bronze box open. However, these two people looked very rough and rough, and their minds were still quite delicate, but they first checked it with a small crack, and found that the people inside were still dizzy, so they opened the lid entirely.

"I'll just say that this melon baby is weak, and it's as faint as a dead pig." One of them laughed and pointed at the ink delirium, and was about to pinch the ink delirium's face, but at this moment, the person he was pointing at suddenly opened his eyes.

(End of chapter)