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Chapter Fifty-Four (Part 2)

The sun shone in from the window, landing on the ground, reflecting the figure at the window. Wen Yun pushed the door and walked in, gently walked behind Ji Hou, and said, "He is the head of the family, Yin He is gone."

Ji Hou nodded and said nothing.

Wen Yun hesitated for a moment and said, "He didn't agree to me until he went out."

Ji Hou said lightly: "This matter is dangerous and difficult, and his reputation is extremely bad. Yin He is not a desperate person to fight for his life, so hesitation is inevitable."

Wen Yun sighed and said, "But you have already stated the conditions so well, he is not moved yet."

Ji Hou shook his head and said, "If he wasn't moved, he would just refuse me. Finally, he said something and thought about it carefully. It was obvious that he was moved, but he probably couldn't get through the hurdle in his heart at the moment."

Wen Yun thought about it, and suddenly smiled bitterly like self-deprecating, and said, "That's right. Although I don't think much of those deserted people on weekdays, if I really want to do it, it might be a loss of four or five thousand lives... I'm afraid I'm going to be able to do such a thing."

Ji Hou looked at the distance outside the door with his hands behind his back, and after a while, he suddenly said, "He will come back to find me."

Wen Yun was surprised. He didn't expect that the head of the family had such strong confidence in Yin He. Then he thought of something and said, "Head of the family, what if that young man did what you said, would you really want to help him get on the throne and take over your position as elder in the future?"

Ji Hou's expression remained unchanged and said lightly: "Who can explain what happened in the future? Let's wait until he does it."

Wen Yun glanced at Ji Hou's silent face, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

At this time, footsteps suddenly sounded, and the two turned to look, and saw the pretty Ji Honglian walking in and saying to Ji Hou: "Dad, are you looking for me?"

Ji Hou showed a smile on his face, waved to Ji Honglian, signaling her to come over, and said, "Yes, come here, come here." As he said that, he winked at Wen Yun at the same time.

Wen Yun understood, bowed to Ji Hou and walked out, and when he left, he took the door of the study.

Ji Honglian walked to Ji Hou's side and said, "Dad, what's the matter with me?"

Ji Hou reached out and touched the daughter's hair, with a hint of kindness on her face, and said, "Didn't you tell me before that after going to the temple again, you may not be able to meet as frequently as you do now? We, father and daughter, don't meet each other for many times, and there will be even fewer opportunities like this in the future. I feel a little uncomfortable and want to talk to you more."

At the end of the day, the man with great power seemed a little moved, with a little gloomy look on his face and sighed.

Ji Honglian also looked sad, her eyes were slightly red, but she still held back, gently pulled Ji Hou's arm, and said softly: "Dad, don't worry, I will come out to see you whenever I have the chance in the future."

Ji Hou smiled with some relief, patted Ji Honglian's white back with her hand, then pulled her to the table beside her and sat down, and asked, "By the way, I haven't asked you carefully, why do you think you may not have many opportunities to come out in the future when you go back to the temple this time?"

Ji Honglian looked hesitant and said, "My practice in witchcraft is pretty good. Master wants me to serve the gods more and be more familiar with various rituals. It can be considered as preparing for the future high priest."

Ji Hou's eyes flashed slightly and said, "But I remember the last time I saw the high priest, he seemed to be healthy. He should be the one who uses witchcraft to communicate with gods like this. You are still young, so you don't have to work so hard."

Ji Honglian frowned delicately, as if she wanted to speak but stopped.

Ji Hou looked at her expression, pondered for a moment, and said, "The High Priest attaches great importance to you. I am so grateful to Father. I have long wanted to repay him. Unfortunately, the High Priest lives in the temple and cannot meet easily. He is also powerless. If there is anything you need to help, tell me, Father will definitely do it for you."

Ji Honglian agreed, still hesitating. Ji Hou whispered: "What's wrong? Look at your uneasy look, are you facing any difficulties? Tell me."

Ji Honglian frowned, and there seemed to be a hint of worry on her face. After a while, she said, "Dad, I think Master is not in good health recently. Maybe he is seriously ill."

Ji Hou was shocked and his hands hidden in his sleeves subconsciously grabbed it, but after the initial surprise, he quickly returned to peace. Instead, he comforted Ji Honglian and said, "How could it be that although the high priest is a little older, he is profound in witchcraft and has the protection of gods. He should have lived a hundred years old and shouldn't have gotten seriously ill, right?"

Ji Honglian shook her head and looked left and right. Seeing that there were only his father and himself in the study, she lowered her voice and said, "It's logical that this is true. Even if the master has some minor illness on weekdays, he will get better soon. But these days, he..."

Ji Hou stared at Ji Honglian's eyes, and saw that she seemed to be hesitant, so he asked, "What's wrong with him?"

Ji Honglian was silent for a moment and said, "Master has been quiet recently and often stayed alone. However, when he used the usual 'Spirit of God' to communicate with the gods, he...he often asked me to go over and cast spells together."

Ji Hou's eyes slowly lit up, as if a sharp knife passed by in his eyes, as bright as snow. He asked softly, "Did he say anything to you about this?"

Ji Honglian gently bit her lip and said, "Master said, this is also for my own good. It is to let me familiarize myself with the magical arts in advance and practice more. When I truly take over the position of the High Priest in the future, I will be able to communicate smoothly and easily with the gods."

Ji Hou frowned and said, "Is it okay for two people to perform the magic magic at the same time?"

Ji Honglian explained to him: "There is a magical artifact passed down by the ancestors of the saints in the Divine Cult. The name is 'Divine Staff'. Only by using divine magic to gather witch power on the divine staff can we touch the will of the gods. Therefore, as long as there is a divine staff, it is actually nothing more than a person casting a spell. Instead, it will better connect with the gods because of the enhancement of spiritual power."

Ji Hou looked at her and suddenly smiled and said, "But over the past few decades, the high priest has been using magical skills alone, right?"

Ji Honglian wanted to speak but stopped, but finally nodded silently.

Ji Hou's eyes flashed, after a while, nodded, and smiled at his daughter, "Okay, this matter is actually nothing. Maybe the high priest really wants to cultivate you? If he is really seriously ill, as long as he doesn't say it himself, then it's not easy for us to do anything, let him go."

After pausing, he said again, "I think the High Priest should know what he knows in his heart."

Ji Honglian nodded, responded, and then stood up. It seemed that she wanted to leave, but after taking two steps, she suddenly stopped again, with a look of struggle on her face.

Ji Jun walked over and whispered: "What's wrong? What else is there to say to Dad, I will help you."

Ji Honglian hesitated for a while and finally said, "Dad, I have used the magical art several times, but... I have never sensed the will of the gods."

Ji Hou was stunned, his face changed slightly, and he said, "Not once?"

Ji Honglian smiled bitterly and shook her head and said, "Not once. Am I very stupid? Or am I not suitable for practicing magical skills? Or... or is it the gods who don't like me."

Ji Hou's eyes flashed rapidly a few times, and suddenly his body shook suddenly, as if he had thought of something, and his face changed drastically.

But soon, he quickly calmed down again, smiled at Ji Honglian, touched her head, and then said softly: "Silly daughter, you are thinking too much. If you are really useless and useless, do you think the high priest will really keep cultivating you and let you be his heir?"

Ji Honglian's face changed and she said, "Is that true?"

Ji Hou laughed and said, "It must be. You just think too much, why don't you think about how old you are this year and how long you have been practicing magical skills. It's normal for some mistakes. However, the high priest didn't blame you. What's there to be afraid of? It's okay, just practice a few more times, and it's natural to be fine."

"Oh." Ji Honglian was obviously relieved by the kind and reliable father, and smiled and bowed to Ji Hou, then walked towards the door.

However, when she was about to reach the door, she suddenly heard Ji Hou from behind asking her intentionally or unintentionally, saying, "Honglian, when the High Priest summoned the three of us in the Presbyterian Church to discuss the construction of the Road to Heaven, before that, have you obeyed his orders and performed the magical magic with the High Priest?"

"Yes." Ji Honglian nodded and replied.

Ji Hou smiled and said, "Oh, that's really early. Okay, go, remember to come back to see your father when you have time."

Ji Honglian smiled and nodded, saying, "I understand, don't worry, dad!"

Watching Ji Honglian walk out with brisk steps, listening to the footsteps gradually fading away, Ji Hou's smile gradually closed, as if he was in deep thought. I don't know how long it took, he suddenly sneered, a hint of coldness flashed through his eyes, and he whispered: "Is this the god that cannot be found, so is the dog eager to jump over the wall?"

"That so-called oracle..."

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, high priest, when it comes to courage, I didn't expect you to be much bigger than all the people in this holy city! Even gods dare you to use the name of the gods!"

He slowly turned around, walked to the window, and looked into the distant place: "It seems that there is indeed something you dream of on that sacred mountain. What is it..."
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