Master Sun suddenly said, "Your Highness, there is an ancestral hall nearby with tables and chairs. You might as well go there to discuss it."
"That's fine." Su Zhen said nonchalantly, "But Master Sun, if you don't do it for yourself, you will be punished by heaven and earth. However, you must also be careful and don't do bad things with good intentions."
Su Zhen's ambiguous and deliberate instructions made Master Sun lower his head.
"Thank you Su Shaoqing for the tip. My lord is working very hard for the people. My lord is a good official!"
“So best.”
Tang Yinchen suddenly jumped out of the room, walked to Su Zhen's ear, pulled down his scarf and whispered, "Hazel, be careful, that county magistrate is not a good person. Lao Yang and I saw him and that magistrate in person
Those who were muttering together definitely didn't mean anything good, so don't let him fool you!"
Su Zhen patted him on the shoulder, "Okay, Tangyu, if you have nothing to do, why not go to the back mountain and have a look, there... there should be the answer you want."
"Back mountain?"
Just as Su Zhen nodded, the impatient Tang Yinchen used Qinggong and disappeared before their eyes.
Without him around, everyone's ears would be much clearer.
Later, the villagers of Nanzhuang Village saw the old woman following the prince and others in the direction of the ancestral hall. Gradually, many people followed her, and the rest opened the door one after another to let the imperial physician and doctors in to diagnose them.
After only a stick of incense or so, they arrived at the ancestral hall that Master Sun had mentioned.
The ancestral hall is located on a relatively high terrain. During the previous flood, the ancestral hall was generally relatively intact.
Magistrate Tao once sent people to tidy up the place and arranged several rooms behind the ancestral hall for the doctors to live in. However, since they also had an accident together, the place was naturally put aside.
When passing by the ancestral hall directly in front, they noticed that it was filled with palm-sized wooden plaques. However, most of them did not have names engraved on them, but instead had some strange simple marks engraved on them.
Master Sun guided them towards the back while explaining, "Your Highness, some of these are our local villagers, and the ones beside...are all corpses washed up by the flood. My county magistrate is kind-hearted.
, and used it as a memorial tablet. Since it was impossible to know their origins and names, I marked them according to the only things they had on them."
Just as he was talking, several of them had already arrived in the backyard.
"It's here, Your Highness, it's right here."
Just when he was about to push the door open, Su Zhen noticed a cool breeze blowing behind her, "Wait a minute!"
But Master Sun's hand had already touched the door. Because the door was old, it opened with a push.
Five streaks of purple mist flew out from it. Su Zhen was dominated by her instinctive reaction. She used Qinggong to step forward and drag Master Sun away from the door.
But she faced the attack unavoidably, and her body was hit directly, flying backwards in an arc. The door banged loudly, and was closed again with great force.
Everyone was shocked and drew their weapons and aimed them at the side room.
"Master!"
At the same time, an icy stream of light flew out from the crowd, forming a ball of light that held Su Zhen firmly and sent her steadily to the ground.
"As you often say, the most important thing for people is to know themselves. If you can't do it, why bother trying to do it?"
Everyone was surprised that this slightly sarcastic tone came from Gu Yunshu, who was praised by the people as the young master with frost and snow on his face.
He frowned and walked out, taking the right hand that he had just gathered his spiritual power back into his sleeve robe.
Because of the mask and the dark night, his expression and eyes were completely hidden.
Su Zhen, whose blood was surging in her body, covered her chest and did not answer. She just looked at the door with cold eyes.
"Sir? How are you?"
Mo Chen came up to support Su Zhen, followed her gaze, and whispered into her ear, "That power is so strong. Is that dirty thing inside coming again?"
"Dirty stuff? It's quite dirty!"
Gu Yunshu, who saw early in the morning that Su Zhen's Yuanzhu had been sealed and had lost all her strength, walked out of the crowd, touched Su Zhen's wrist, and stepped forward to inject strength into her to heal her injuries.
Su Zhen shook her head and took back her hand, "I'm fine."
Jin Lian flew to the door and put his sword beside Master Sun's neck. Murderous intent burst out from his dark pupils, "Tell me! What's inside? Why did you bring us here?"
"My lord! I don't even know! Nothing unusual has ever happened here before!"
Su Zhen let go of Mo Shen's hand, "It's just an old acquaintance here, so why make a fuss."
"Old acquaintance?"
Before anyone could react, Su Zhen had already stepped towards the door again.
Gu Yunshu nodded to Shang Yuchen and followed closely.
Su Zhen reached out and pushed open the door. It was dark inside. She took out a fire stick from her sleeve and lit the candlestick hanging on the wall through the faint moonlight.
Everyone outside looked around and saw a figure clearly visible on the door and window of the wing. Judging from his body shape, it was undoubtedly a man.
The self-healing power in Su Zhen's body does not come from the Yuanzhu, so even if the Yuanzhu is sealed, the injuries sustained can still recover on its own.
For these days, Chu Moxuan has been following her secretly, even chasing her all the way to Jiangdu.
It was obvious that he could kill her with one strike without Yuanzhu, but he never killed her.
Su Zhen knew in her heart that he was forcing Chen to save her, but unfortunately, they were all disappointed. The mysterious monk never showed up.
After entering the wing, Su Zhen ignored him at all, sat down, rubbed her sore eyes, and yawned sleepily.
After the Yuanzhu was sealed, not only was Jinxuan unable to use it, she seemed to become easily tired.
Gu Yunshu glanced at Chu Moxuan, who was sitting on an old wicker chair, pursed his thin lips tightly, and shouted, "Your Highness, the inside is clear and you can come in."
Jin Lian removed the sword from Master Sun's neck, rushed in first, and looked around the situation inside. He saw that Su Zhen and the mysterious man were clearly ignoring each other, but there seemed to be an undercurrent.
"General Xiao? Why are you here?" he asked in surprise.
"Of course I'm waiting for you."
Shangyu Chen walked into the house with one hand behind his back and greeted him, "Chu Hong, I haven't seen you for a few days. It turns out you came to Jiangdu."
Chu Moxuan supported his arms on the armrests, put his right hand on his head and looked at them with a smile.
"I just went back to Nanwei Mountain. Because I was walking in a hurry, I didn't have time to inform you. When I came back, I heard that my wife was missing, so I found her."
Madam lost?
Su Zhen stared at him, could this person be any more shameless?
When Yang Huanzhi helped the old woman through the door, he heard this and his mouth twitched.
Gu Yunshu's eyes were dark. He could accept Xiao Chuhong, who had the same appearance as Chu Moxuan, but he could never tolerate the Demon Emperor Chu Moxuan!
Su Zhen turned a blind eye to Chu Moxuan's existence.
"Your Highness, did you bring people here because of the strange disease that has spread throughout Jiangdu?" she reminded. This chapter has been completed!