Just as a group of reborn people looked at each other in shock, they were shocked by the news.
The other place is in Xue Ji's courtyard.
A female disciple of the Four Saints also hurried along the corridor, knocked on the door, and bowed cautiously to Xue Ji and the old woman who were "confronting" in the room.
The old woman smiled and said to Xue Ji:
"It seems that there is news over there. How about it? But which artist is the best?"
The female disciple hesitated and said:
"The performer did make a scene for a while, publicly provoked and suppressed the rest of the congregation, and claimed that he wanted to compete for the position of the saint's husband, but..."
The old woman had a smile on her face: "But what?"
"But there was an accident." Then, the female disciple also recounted what happened. The old woman was obviously stunned for a moment. She searched for the words "heir of the calligraphy family" in her mind, but found nothing.
She hesitated and asked, "What does the scholar look like?"
The female disciple thought for a while and replied pertinently:
"The appearance of a middle-aged man."
It means average appearance. But the old woman was obviously not satisfied with this answer. After all, among a group of ugly people, a normal person was considered handsome.
But it was hard to express it at this moment, so I had to say slightly sourly:
"Saintess, are you listening? So many men are fighting for you."
Xue Ji turned a deaf ear. It seemed that in her eyes, there was no difference between a Cai Opera artist and a calligrapher.
…
…
The conflict that occurred at the banquet soon spread like wildfire on the island.
Before the battle for seats has begun, Ji Ping'an and Cai Xishi have become the focus of everyone on the island.
After the banquet ended without any incident, the five of them returned to their residence and closed the door.
After the book boy Huang He finished lighting the lamp, the red and warm light spread out, illuminating everyone's faces. Yu Yucai took off his disguise, put his hands on his hips and prepared to speak.
Ji Ping'an interrupted calmly and took out the talisman: "I would like to express my sincere words."
Yu Yu pouted, but still chose to use the talisman to transmit the message:
"It's not out of character for you to be in the spotlight today."
Mu Yaoyao nodded like a chicken pecking at rice and echoed:
"The old Taoist priest is full of bad intentions and is diverting trouble to the east. Are we following his wishes?"
The snack foodie looked unhappy, feeling depressed that he had been taken advantage of.
Fang Shijie did not climb out of the book box, but kept a Mona Lisa smile on his face and looked at Ji Pingan:
"You must have an idea."
After all, it is his old comrades who know him best... Ji Ping'an smiled and said:
"I did do it on purpose. Did you notice that the timing of the arrival of the master of Qianjiao Island was very good? If I am not mistaken, Cai Xishi's provocation was originally indulged, and the purpose was to isolate Cai Xiu Shi... "
He analyzed it piece by piece and finished analyzing the island owner's thoughts.
Yu Yu is not good at maneuvering and scheming. Hearing this, he suddenly realized:
"So, the island owner deliberately delayed his arrival, and He Xini, subtly suppressing the Caiju master, were all intentional?"
Huang He also added:
"So, sir, you thought of this before the conflict broke out. You were sure that the island owner would come forward, so you didn't worry about angering the showman? But what's the purpose? Why do we have to be so high-profile?"
Doctors who lack experience working behind enemy lines instinctively believe that they should keep a low profile in enemy territory.
Fang Shijie suddenly smiled and said:
"Because he wants to compete for the position of the saint's husband, right?"
The God-Emperor had an expression like, "Stop pretending."
Yu Yu and others were obviously stunned for a moment, and looked at Ji Pingan for confirmation.
The latter smiled and did not deny:
"I do have this plan."
Yu Yu suddenly became anxious:
"Have you forgotten the mission of this trip?"
Ji Ping'an looked serious:
"Of course I have not forgotten that we need to seek opportunities to disrupt this gathering and obtain more intelligence. But before, I had never figured out how to do it, but now I have an idea.
Obviously, the witch Xue Ji has a conflict with the Four Holy Religions, and is a target that can be fought for. So as long as I can be chosen as my husband, I will have the opportunity to get close to the witch and instigate rebellion against her. If I succeed, not only can I master the Four Holy Religions With internal intelligence, they are more likely to gain new allies. By then, it will not be difficult to find opportunities to sabotage the rally. "
Yu Yu choked, unable to think of any words to refute.
Mu Yaoyao and Huang He also expressed admiration, and the latter worriedly said:
"Young master, this plan is very clever, but isn't it putting your own life in danger? If the witch can't instigate rebellion, isn't it..."
Ji Ping'an said calmly:
"I have control over Gu worms, so even if an accident occurs, I can deal with it. Or do you have a better plan?"
Several people looked at each other.
Only the God Emperor was amazed and said in his heart: As expected of you!
Even when he goes to see his old friend, he can raise a big banner, and he speaks so righteously, as if he is dedicating himself to it, bah... It's really shameless.
Ji Ping'an's expression was calm: "In that case, it's settled."
Yu Yu puffed up his cheeks, his delicate face full of tangles, and hummed:
"It sounds like if you want to be a husband, you can choose him."
Ji Ping'an smiled and said:
"Don't worry, if my guess is right, the leader of the Daze Sect will not only not stop me, but will even help me win the championship."
ha?
Several people looked suspicious and were about to ask for details when they suddenly heard footsteps approaching outside the bamboo building, and then a knock on the door.
Huang He stood up, opened the door bolt, and saw a blind old man holding a purple soul lamp and two girls beside him standing outside the door with a smile, and said ashamedly:
"You all left in such a hurry, I had no choice but to come and apologize."
Then, a string of difficult words came out of the old Taoist priest's mouth, such as:
I didn't mean it, it was just a coincidence. I didn't expect that the ape would take action. I wanted to take action to resist it, but I didn't want to be slow and allow Fang Shijie to take action in advance...
Everyone was angry and funny. They knew each other well, but they licked their faces to apologize, but they couldn't pursue it, so they had to laugh and say it was okay, misunderstanding. The bamboo house was suddenly filled with happy air.
"Does the Taoist priest know the seats in the back row and how to arrange them specifically? Is there anything special about a saint choosing a husband?" Finally, Ji Ping'an asked.
The blind old Taoist looked surprised:
"Young Master, do you really want to be your husband? Are you not going to vent your anger on the showman?"
Ji Ping'an maintained his aloof persona and smiled arrogantly:
"As the saying goes, fair ladies, gentlemen are fond of quarrels."
The blind old Taoist looked at him deeply and explained:
"The island owner will draw lots for the seating arrangement, and the participants will be divided according to their realm, matched, and fought against each other. The final winner will be the husband. The Holy Cult will arrange a wedding and consummate the marriage. After that, there will be a sacrificial ceremony, and the winner will receive the law. Array initiation, a short-term improvement in cultivation, and a gift of magic power, but I don’t know the specific details here.”
First consummate the marriage...then offer sacrifices... With enough time, Ji Ping'an nodded gently.
Thought:
Then the next goal is just to destroy the showman.
…
island.
After the banquet, the master of Qianjiao Island led a group of disciples back to his residence.
Ignoring the Corpse Witch and the others, he went straight to the study and saw the "Young Master" who was also wearing a dark green silk robe with a water-blue jade pendant hanging on his belt. He looked very similar to him and was about thirty years old. Wait in the house.
"Father," the young master's eyes lit up, he stood up to greet him, and said urgently:
"I heard there was trouble at the banquet?"
The green-robed island owner raised his eyes and glanced at his incompetent son, raised his buttocks and sat on the big chair, said "Yes", and then said:
"The opera master and a calligrapher almost got into a fight, but my father suppressed him."
The young master has a frivolous character. He held a folding fan in his hand and said angrily:
"These casual cultivators are so rude and dare not abide by the rules on the territory of our Daze Sect."
The island owner said calmly:
"It's okay to talk about these things in private. In front of outsiders, we still talk about the Holy Cult's territory."
The young master was a little unwilling and said angrily:
"Does my father really bow down to the Four Saints?"
Upon hearing this, the island owner was silent for a moment, pinched his brows tiredly, shook his head and sighed:
"Although the leaders of the Four Saints are strong, they are not enough to make my father bow down. The so-called worms are not the key. It's just that today's troubled times have arrived, and the ancient strong men have returned one after another. I have a premonition that if our Daze sect continues to live in a corner, In the end, I'm afraid I won't be able to escape the disaster, so the only way is to find a big tree to rely on."
The young master frowned and said:
"But is the demon sect worth relying on? This is a matter of life and fortune. Which one of the imperial court of the Zhou Dynasty, the state religion, and the beast control sect is not better than a group of hidden remnants?"
He didn't understand his father's decision.
The island owner shook his head and explained:
"Don't you think adding icing on the cake is worse than providing help when it's time? Of the ones you mentioned, which one really lacks the wealth of our Daze sect? They have submitted their services and were not taken seriously. Once the crisis comes, they will inevitably be pushed out as cannon fodder. And the Four Saints The religion is booming, so it is a good time to invest in it now. Besides, the Four Saints Cult is not as simple as you think. I suspect that there is another person behind the Four Saints Cult Leader."
The young master was startled: "You mean..."
The island owner nodded slowly with a serious expression:
"I suspect that the powerful man from thousands of years ago who was worshiped by the Four Holy Sects, the so-called 'Holy Master', or the founder of the demonic path... has also returned."
The young master's breath was suffocated.
However, the island owner waved his hand and stopped mentioning the matter. Instead, he said:
"You're here just in time. Later, you can contact the guardian of the Holy Cult in Yuezhou to check on the successor of this calligrapher and verify his identity."
Within the Four Holy Sects, there are also ways to communicate with each other.
However, across the state capital, although there is magic to help, it will take a few days at best to receive a reply.
The young master asked strangely: "Is it difficult for father to think that there is something wrong with this person?"
The island owner shook his head:
"I have sensed that there are indeed worms in the opponent's body. This cannot be faked. But since this person has to compete with Cai Xishi, he will definitely join the Lanzhou Church in the future. As a father, he must understand more details, and he must also Tell the person who converted him to Christianity, otherwise how can he be reused?"
The young master was surprised and said:
"Father thinks he has the ability to suppress the entertainer?"
The island owner said calmly:
"It's not clear yet, but I'm afraid the two of them will be between brothers. By the way, you can arrange the drawing of lots later. Remember to pick the two of them out separately and throw them to the end to fight. If he can win, my father won't mind pushing him. He's a handful, but if he's a straw bag, forget it."
An idea flashed in the young master's mind, and he understood:
"Father feels that the Cai Opera Master is too domineering and has a bad personality. Once he is promoted, he will inevitably have to fight for power with his father. And that scholar is from other places and does not have a deep foundation in Lanzhou. He is easier to control and can be used by us. ?”
The island owner finally looked at him with some approval and nodded slightly:
"In this temple, the most important thing is the art of checks and balances, and the same is true in the sect. It will not be good if the Cai Opera Master is allowed to become big. Only if there is someone to check and balance him can it be the right way."
The young master looked regretful:
"It's a pity that the beauty Xue Ji, who was born with natural beauty, has to be reduced to fighting for these two people. If..."
The island owner snorted coldly and said majestically:
"That woman is not something you can touch. Do you really think that being a husband is a good thing? There are many women. If you can't figure it out, I don't mind helping you figure it out."
The young master was horrified and did not dare to breathe: "My son is wrong!"
"get out."
When the latter ran out of the study in embarrassment, the old island owner, who was old but rich, closed his eyes and felt a little uneasy for no reason.
…
Over the next two days, the atmosphere on the island grew increasingly tense.
There are still sporadic believers coming to the island one after another, but everyone's attention is focused on a few people led by Cai Xishi and Ji Ping'an.
The "human ape" was seriously injured. After receiving treatment from Daze, he was told that he needed to rest quietly for more than a month before he could use his strength.
This undoubtedly made the artist even more angry.
As for Ji Ping'an and the other five, they seemed to have nothing to do. They opened the windows of the bamboo building all day long, leaning against the wind and reading, with their red sleeves fragrant. They were so unhappy.
The battle for seating positions is approaching, and the smell of gunpowder in the air is getting stronger.
Although many people do not have the opportunity to marry a "saint", the vacant seats of helmsman, church leader, deacon, etc. within the church are still worth fighting for.
As for the saint, she never showed up, but instead whetted people's appetite.
Finally, on this day, the results of the lottery were announced, and the battle for seats officially began. At first, there were some battles in the realm of nourishing qi.
Then, there is Pojiu. But what disappoints people is that Cai Xishi and Ji Ping'an were both "byes" in a strange way.
"A shady story! There is definitely a shady story! How can there be any argument that two people are given a bye?" During the competition, some believers yelled angrily.
"Oh, you should be lucky. If those two people end up, are you willing to meet them? The island owner must have seen that both of them have high cultivation levels, so instead of letting them join and fight the weak with the strong, it is better to stay behind and catch them and fight." Someone objected.
But no matter whether they were praised or criticized, the two parties involved were not affected.
…
Inside the Bamboo House.
Huang He opened the door to the room, looked at Ji Ping'an who was sitting by the window, reading a scroll, and said:
"There are a lot of discussions outside, wondering whether you will end up in the Pojiu Realm competition tomorrow."
The sky was dim and the mist was hazy. Ji Ping'an held the scroll in his hand without raising his head:
"knew."
"..." Huang He was speechless, turned around and retreated.
"Got it? What does that mean? He doesn't care at all? Are you sure the island owner will ensure that he gets a bye all the way?" Yu Yu crossed his arms and complained.
However, the next day, Ji Ping'an and Cai Shi continued to have a bye.
Neither of them left the room. The difference was that Cai Xishi was fully practicing in seclusion and preparing for war.
Ji Ping'an did not practice at all, he just slept, read, and watched the rain.
Finally, as the dust of each battle settled, the battle for seats finally reached the final stage.
As expected, the blind old Taoist, the poisonous dragon layman, the yellow scarf warrior and the peach blossom nun all advanced.
Time has also come to the final stage to determine the leader, that is, the saint chooses a husband.
…
early morning.
Deep in the island, in a courtyard.
When the old woman in gray clothes walked into the courtyard again and looked at Xue Ji, who was staring at the mountains outside the window like a puppet, she said:
"Holy girl, today is the day to decide your husband, you must come forward."
Xue Ji remained motionless, as if she hadn't heard.
The old woman sighed and said:
"I know you are listening and don't want to, but this matter cannot be avoided after all. In fact, those strong men are all first-class talents. It is a perfect match for you. Why bother? Go and take a look. , maybe you fell in love at first sight?"
Xue Ji's ear finally moved, her voice was hoarse and emotionless:
"I dont go."
She said this sentence many times, but this time, the old woman did not listen to her anymore.
Instead, he silently took out a stuffed animal.
The surface of this doll was soaked with a layer of light golden blood, exuding a unique aura of golden Gu insects.
"This time, it's not up to you." The old woman said, raising her hand to play with the puppet.
Xue Ji's body suddenly stiffened. She struggled hard, but she still saw in despair that she stood up numbly and raised her hands to smooth the wrinkles of her long skirt.
Then he put on a dignified manner, stepped forward, followed the old woman step by step, left the yard, and walked towards an open space in the center of the island.
She kept trying to stop in her mind, but all over her body, only her eyes could move.
Every other bone and every inch of flesh became like a puppet under the control of the Gu.
In vain and despair, she saw her field of vision being pushed forward inch by inch. She left the small courtyard and walked along the stone road. A sea of people appeared in front of her.
It was the arena for choosing a husband. It was set up on the martial arts field of the Daze Sect. There were a large group of Daze Sect disciples and hundreds of members of the Four Saints gathered around it.
"The saint has arrived!"
With a shout, brush——
Countless lines of sight gathered together.
Below the ring, the performer, who was out of the ring for the first time in several days, turned around and clearly saw a stunning woman approaching, wearing a long black gauze skirt, with long black hair tied up, looking stunning.
His exposed skin was as white as the falling snow in the middle of winter.
Her figure hidden under her robe was graceful and graceful. Although her movements were "dignified", the adjective "fairy" appeared in the minds of those who witnessed her.
Demonic witch! Xue Ji!
"Wow——"
In an instant, a large group of male believers were salivating and beating their chests. They never thought that the "saint" of the Holy Religion was as beautiful as the rumors. They only regretted that they were not qualified enough to participate in the competition.
But Cai Xishi, Poison Dragon layman and others are gearing up, determined to win.
"Holy girl, please look, these are your future husbands."
The old woman led Xue Ji to an attic next to the ring. From this angle, she could clearly overlook the bottom.
Xue Ji's eyes fell on the "husbands" who were either ugly, covered in sores, inhumanly tall, or blind and old. She felt that her vision went dark and she felt dizzy.
The green-eyed crow once again appeared in front of me, full of hostility, and its words echoed in my ears:
"Didn't you say that this sect leader is not as good as the Great Master of Zhou? Are you still thinking about him in your heart? It's ridiculous that a demon sect witch in the eyes of outsiders is actually a seed of infatuation. Okay, then I will reward you to the followers below. Do you think it's okay? Okay? I want you to be branded with the Holy Religion for the rest of your life!"
revenge!
This is revenge from the Four Saints, spanning hundreds of years!
Xue Ji's face turned pale, her eyes swept across the crowd desperately and sadly, and then she closed her eyes in pain.
This time, no one can come to save her.
"Duang!"
With the sound of a gong, the disciples of the Daze Sect revealed today's lottery results.
The colorful actor is finally scheduled to appear on the stage and will face the winner among the four enemies: the blind old Taoist, the poisonous dragon layman, the yellow scarf warrior, and the female nun.
The scholar from Yuezhou still got a bye.
It means going straight to the finals, Huang He in the crowd thought, and let the young master make the right calculation again, and the master of Qianjiao Island really pushed him.
Can……
"Where's the young master?"
Huang He turned his head and looked at the bamboo building far away from the ring.
He could vaguely see Ji Pingan, who was sitting in a chair and reading a scroll in an open window on the second floor of the bamboo building, finally closed the scroll.
His gaze passed through the misty rain and fell on Xue Ji sitting upright on the attic.
Whispering softly: "You are... just like you were back then."
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