Chapter 3230

Mo Siyu followed Mo Chengyue's line of sight, and saw that his brother's line of sight seemed to be focused on the saint, his eyes were as vast as the deep sea.

Mo Siyu poked Mo Chengyue's arm with his elbow, and called, "Brother."

Mo Chengyue finally came back to her senses, looked down at Mo Siyu, "What's wrong?"

"Did you hear what I just said?"

"What words?"

"Have you ever seen the appearance of the saint? I heard that she is the eldest daughter of the Hu family. She has been a beauty since she was a child, but she doesn't know how beautiful she is..." Mo Siyu looked at Mo Chengyue's face Expression: "I really want to see what this woman looks like..."

"If you want to meet, there is always a chance." Mo Chengyue's lips curled up slightly, her smile was warm but willful.

Mo Siyu only felt that there was something strange about his elder brother at this time, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong with him for a while.

After all, my elder brother was disguised by Aunt Yun San, so that face was not his true face at all.

Mo Siyu thought that she was overthinking.

The melodious sound of the bone flute echoed in the empty altar. Mo Siyu held his breath and listened to the song "Return to Yuan" played by the high priest.

This was the first time she could hear this song in its entirety, much more complete than the ones she heard in her sleep and in the middle of the night.

When Qin Wuyan played this song, the timbre had just started, and the crowd of people standing around the altar knelt down in unison and began to bow to the altar.

Even the city lord prostrated himself at the feet of the high priest.

Mo Siyu looked around, at this moment, there were only a few of them standing, looking particularly abrupt.

Qin Wuyan looked straight in Mo Siyu's direction.

The tune didn't stop, but the pitch became more and more high-pitched. Mo Siyu only felt that it was a little sharp and piercing, full of impatience, and the irritable emotions also surged up...

Pressed by Mo Chengyue's palm on his shoulder, Mo Siyu suddenly came back to his senses, only to realize that he was almost controlled by this song.

She turned her head and looked at Mo Chengyue: "Brother?"

"Hold your breath and concentrate." Mo Chengyue said: "When the song ends, I should leave here. He has already discovered us. If we don't leave among the crowd, we won't be able to leave when the sacrifice to heaven is over."

Mo Siyu glanced at the altar: "You already knew that this was a trap set by the high priest to catch you?"

Mo Chengyue was noncommittal.

Mo Siyu was a little angry: "Since you know, why did you come here?"

No wonder he didn't go out with her, probably because he was afraid that she would be followed by the high priest's people.

Seeing that she was angry, Mo Chengyue fixed her eyes on a certain place on the altar, and said in a calm voice, "Since I came, there must be a purpose for me to come."

Some things have to be checked out, and some people have to come and meet each other.

At the end of the song, the devout worshipers on the ground stood up one after another, and surrounded the figures of several people in the crowd.

Mo Siyu urged: "Brother, hurry up, the priest's mansion must have sent someone to mix in the crowd. If you leave later, you may be in danger."

"I have a sense of proportion." Mo Chengyue's gaze was still fixed on the figure of the woman on the altar: "I'll leave later, you go back to the inn with me."

Mo Siyu refused: "I'm going to the cemetery, so I won't go back with you for now."

Mo Chengyue glanced at her: "Coincidentally, I'm also going to the cemetery, the Chu family's."

After speaking, the two looked at each other with a smile, turned around, and walked out against the flow of people.