The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

Jiang seemed to have a hunch that if he knew what the other two hexagrams were, he might be able to unlock the secret of Duo Ma's stirring up trouble in the palace.

But she couldn't ask the elder about this.

She and Ajin are clear about Duo Ma's affairs, but the elders don't know that they are.

The heart of being defensive is essential, Jiang Si has a very complicated mood towards the Great Elder, with respect and gratitude, and he also has to be guarded.

She was even thinking that it might not be so simple to live in Wumiao in her previous life.

"Ajin, do you know what the three hexagrams left by the elder Wu Miao?"

Yu Jin raised his eyebrows in surprise: "How could I know."

What's the matter with inexplicably feeling that there is some danger?

"I don't know?" Jiang Xi narrowed her eyes and looked at him with a half-smile.

Yu Jin was seen inexplicably, and the premonition of danger was stronger, and he smiled dryly under the pressure: "Of course I don't know, this should be considered a top secret of Wumiao."

"But you know that Wu Miao has many secret techniques."

Yu Jin hesitated.

"You also know that Saint Assan is dead."

Yu Jin's throat started to itch, and he couldn't help but want to cough.

"You still have Asan's Holy Maiden Order."

Yu Jin rubbed his face and grabbed Jiang Si's hand: "Asi, listen to my explanation!"

Jiang Si bent the corners of his lips: "Okay."

Yu Jin was stunned.

So easy to say yes?

Jiang Shi pushed him and said angrily, "You can explain it!"

This fool is still in a daze given the opportunity to explain, does it have to be her little scissors to serve?

"I'll explain..." Yu Jin returned to his senses, but he didn't know where to start, "It's a long story—"

Jiang Si rubbed his hands: "Long story short."

Not carrying small scissors with you is a real misstep.

"After I first came to the Southern Border, I got lost in the miasma forest and rescued Assan by accident—"

Meeting Jiang Sihei's dark eyes, Yu Jin touched his nose and said embarrassingly, "Okay, I saw a girl very similar to you in distress from a distance, I thought it was you, and ran over to save it..."

Jiang Xi raised his eyelids.

What a wonderful use of the word Ajin "flying".

Glancing at Jiang Si, Yu Jin hurriedly said, "After saving you, you'll know it's not you."

Jiang Si rested her cheeks with her hands and became curious: "At the beginning, we were just one-on-one, and I was so similar to Asang, how can you be sure that it's not me?"

Yu Jin's ears were slightly red, and he said quietly, "I know anyway."

Of course he couldn't tell Ah Si that although they rarely met, she had appeared thousands of times in his dreams, especially as she got older, the dream became more profound.

How could the daughter-in-law who I identify as mistaken.

"and after?"

Yu Jin was slightly startled, and then said: "After saving Asang, I thought that we would never meet again, but I didn't expect the elder Wu Miao to show a lot of enthusiasm, and specially sent someone to thank me, and then the New Year's Day will always receive them Gift. Once we were going to fight an ambush battle and needed to solve the trouble caused by the miasma. I went to Wumiao for help, and the first elder helped without hesitation.

Taking a look at Jiang Si, he felt that he could continue to say: "More than three years ago, Alan, the maidservant of St. Asan, suddenly came to me in a hurry, saying that the first elder wanted me to go there in a hurry, and I only found out when I rushed there. It turns out that something happened to Assan-"

"What's wrong with Asang?" Jiang Si asked with pursed lips.

She didn't know much about the real cause of death of Ah Sang.

Yu Jin frowned: "It doesn't look sick, it looks like—"

Seeing Yu Jin hesitated, Jiang Si asked, "Like what?"

"The person who practiced magic in the book has gone into the devil."

Obviously talking about such a serious topic, Jiang Xi almost laughed, so he could only lightly purse his lips to keep calm.

Yu Jin was afraid that Jiang Xi didn't understand, and explained patiently: "Like us martial arts practitioners, if we practice improperly, we may suffer internal injuries, but the kind of madness is in the story, there is no such thing-"

Jiang Si smiled: "I'm just wondering when you read the book."

Yu Jin was stagnant for a while, and said embarrassingly: "Long Dan likes to watch,

I just saw it by chance, and just flipped through it. "

How could a man as calm and wise as him be addicted to reading books.

"What did Assan say to you before he died?" Jiang Xi did not comment on Yu Jin's behavior of throwing the blame on Long Dan, and continued the previous topic.

Yu Jin's face became straight: "Of course he won't say anything to me, he just gave me a Holy Maiden Token. I thought that Wumiao has many miracles, and I will accept it when it may be useful in the future."

"The Holy Maiden's Order is really useful, it's a pity that you just returned it." Jiang Si muttered.

Yu Jin took the person into his arms, adjusted to the unfamiliar youth's face, and said with a smile, "It's not a pity to think that I can take you home—"

Having said that, he remembered the attitude of the elder Wu Miao wishing him to take people away quickly, and twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment.

Aggressively went to lead people, made a determination to do a big fight, but the other party wanted to say goodbye, and the gap was not enough for outsiders.

"Ajin, take a night off today. Let's go separately tomorrow. I'll be with Lao Qin and Long Dan. You take my second brother with you."

Jiang seems to have sneaked out, and returning to Beijing with Yu Jin will be troublesome if they are discovered.

Yu Jin didn't object, he endured and said: "The matter of saving people will be handed over to Long Dan and the others, there is no need to come in person."

Save a corpse boy today, save a riding boy tomorrow, there are so many young men in the world, can they be saved?

As a man who promises his life-saving benefactor, he fully understands the danger of saving people indiscriminately.

As for Patriarch Xue Miao, an old man with a toad mouth and mung bean eyes, he didn't take it seriously at all, he was going to kill him anyway.

Jiang Shi nodded, without exposing someone's scruples.

If she hadn't kindly rescued a fool back then, maybe she wouldn't be where she is now.

When night fell, seeing that Jiang Shi still had no plans to take off his disguise, Yu Jin couldn't help reminding him, "It's time to sleep."

Jiang Xi looked at Yu Jin with a smile: "Go to sleep."

"That... I'm not used to it..."

Although I knew it was Ashi, but with the face of a young man, it was difficult to hold him.

Jiang Shi patted his outstretched hand: "Sleep honestly, I always feel that it's not going so well, so be careful."

The dozens of tribes headed by Wu Miao have their own means, and the smooth exit of the saint will change a certain situation formed in the past few years. They didn't leave the southern border for a moment, and they couldn't take it lightly.

Yu Jin angrily responded.

Compared to safety, other things can really be put aside first.

Ahem, although he felt he didn't need to let it go, he still listened to it—someone regretted putting away those thoughts.

Soon it was late at night, everything was quiet, it seemed that even the wind had stopped, and only the swaying branches and leaves swayed and cast shadows on the window.

A black worm like a small snake quietly squeezed in through the gap in the doorway, and scurried towards the bed.