The best golden pupil

Chapter 294
At this moment, far away in the west city, in an inaccessible mountain depression, among the trees, there is a small mountain village made of big stones.

The village is not big, about a hundred or so, the environment is quiet, the terrain is dangerous, away from the hustle and bustle of the world.

And in the center of the village, there is a tall ancestral hall. Although it is old, it can still vaguely see the grandeur.

Entering the ancestral hall, there is a yellowed portrait on the inner wall. In the painting is a cloud dragon with open teeth and claws, with bright eyes, vivid and intimidating.

In front of the portrait is a tall square table with incense candles on both sides and an incense burner in the middle, with incense sticks as thick as a thumb burning.

And under the square table is a long table with a slap in the face, and the table is covered with dense wooden plaques, with names engraved in Miao language on it.

The ground is bright bluestone, and near the long table are a few futons, as if in a gymnasium.

Not far away was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl who was wiping the table with a sackcloth.

Suddenly, a clear and clear voice suddenly sounded, making the little girl follow the sound subconsciously.

At this glance, the little girl's face changed suddenly, her body froze in place, and she stared at a memorial tablet with a horrified expression.

On the wooden tablet, there were several cracks on a tablet. In her eyes, the soft sound of the tablet did not stop, and it split into several sections in just three or five breaths, and it fell over.

"what……"

When the memorial tablet was completely silent, the little girl suddenly came to her senses and screamed, as if running quickly behind the ancestral hall.

"Old ancestor, it's not good!"

Along the way, the little girl's voice was crisp, and she immediately shouted away. When she came to a house inside, she pushed the door open and broke in.

The room is decorated in the ancient Xia Dynasty, with an antique flavor, which may be due to the location, and the light is dim.

Opposite the door, there is still a lit trembling incense, and under the trembling incense, there are two futons, on which sit two women, one old and one young.

The old woman's hair was sparse, her face was wrinkled and wrinkled, and she was skinny. Fortunately, there were two soft brilliance hidden in her deep-set eye sockets.

In this way, the appearance of the old woman is not only not scary, but also has a kind feeling, which makes people calm down at a glance. She is wearing a colorful robe, and she is closing her eyes and meditating.

Opposite to it is a young girl with a face like a pigeon, wearing a Miao dress, with a beautiful appearance, fresh and refined, sitting opposite the old woman, making seals with her hands, and muttering words with red lips.

Seeing the little girl who came in suddenly, the two of them opened their eyes and turned around at the same time.

Guza, this is the ancestral hall, how many times have I told you, don't shout here, or you will anger the gods.

The old woman shook her head slightly, closed her eyes half-closed again, and whispered a few words.

"But... old ancestor..."

The little girl named Guza was panting heavily, and she didn't know how to speak.

"Gu girl, what happened, tell me!"

The eyes of the woman at the side were shining, as if there was a golden light flowing, she lightly touched the corner of her clothes, and said softly.

"Yes, sister Jingjing, ah no, Your Highness the Holy Maiden!"

As soon as the little girl finished speaking, she immediately realized that she had said the wrong thing, and she couldn't help sticking out her tongue, seeing that the other party didn't mean to blame, she hurriedly said: "Your Highness... Bian Dehai's soul card... just broke! "

quiet!
As soon as the little girl's words fell, the old woman's movement of reading her hands stopped immediately, and the surprise in the eyes of the holy girl called Jingjing flashed away, she was no longer calm, and said with a tight expression: "What?"

"It's not me, I didn't break it, it broke itself, it's none of my business, I've been very careful."

Seeing the expressions of the two, the little girl hurriedly waved her hands, looking a little anxious.

"Guza, go out and get busy!"

At this moment, the old woman opened her eyes again, waved her wide sleeves, and spoke.

"Forehead……"

Gu Zha wanted to explain again, but he seemed to respect the old woman so much that he didn't dare to refute, so he hurriedly bowed and said respectfully, "Yes, old ancestor!"

After finishing speaking, he went out carefully, and at the same time, he did not forget to close the door.

The door was closed, and the room became even darker, only the trembling incense in the censer flickered on and off, freezing the atmosphere in the venue again oppressively.

"Grandma, are you okay!"

Jingjing looked at the old woman, hesitated for a while, and then asked.

The old woman didn't speak, but shook her head lightly. After a long while, she seemed to sigh, as if she said to herself: "What a crime!"

"Mother-in-law, who is this Bian Dehai? Why have I never seen this person before?"

Jingjing's eyes flickered, her face revealed a trace of confusion, and finally she bit her lip and asked.

The old woman didn't seem to have heard Jingjing's words, her face was full of reminiscence, and after a long time, she said slowly: "The previous saint, Shangguanjing, is a good candidate. I thought that the other party would carry forward our Heavenly Sect, but I didn't expect her to be so unkind." To fight for anger, to have sex with mortals, and to blaspheme the gods..."

Jingjing was even more perplexed when she heard the words. She naturally understood some of the old woman's words, but she didn't understand why the high priest who had always been secretive about this matter suddenly mentioned it.

But then, her eyes flashed, she suddenly thought of something, the words came to her lips, she wanted to say something, but she shut up again.

"That's right, this Bian Dehai is Jing'er's child!"

The old woman's eyes were on fire, and she knew Jingjing's thoughts like the palm of her hand. Immediately, she coughed dryly, her face became serious, and she said: "According to the rules of my clan, the saint is the slave of our holy king, and she must serve the holy king all her life. Yes, but it's a pity that we broke the inheritance of the Holy King thousands of years ago."

"Jing'er is unwilling to be lonely and has an affair with others. When this matter was leaked, Jing'er came to me with her baby in her arms and begged me to take good care of her baby. She is willing to apologize to the adulterer with death..."

Listening to the old woman's unhurried words, Jingjing was shocked. She knew that the previous saint had an affair with someone, but she didn't expect that there would be twists and turns later.

But after listening to it in one breath, she understood why there was Bian Dehai's tablet here.

"Grandma, why did you let Bian Dehai join the Qingcheng faction!"

When the old woman mentioned that the other party was in the Qingcheng faction, Jingjing's expression flickered, and she said in surprise.

"The person who has sex with Jing'er is a member of the Qingcheng sect!" The old woman's words were not heavy, but Jingjing was stunned.

"Our Heavenly Sect has a long history, and we also have incense from the Qingcheng Sect here. It's just that the waves wash away the sand, and without the leadership of the Holy King, our Heavenly Sect is in decline."

"Maybe it's punishment. Jing'er's child has been naughty since he was a child, and he didn't like the life here. As a last resort, I let him follow the Qingcheng faction. Later, I heard that his heart was not righteous. Now he has finally received evil rewards. What a crime!"

"Then what do we do?"

After learning the whole story, Jingjing also had a look of emotion, and then she got to the point.

She had no impression of the so-called Bian Dehai at all, but she felt a little sympathy for the previous saint, and there was more concern in her words.

(End of this chapter)