Zhuang Qingyun didn't hear the words behind him clearly, but he couldn't bear to do it, he just ordered people to open the doors and windows, and stood by Aoki's side, guarding him silently...

The witch doctor and wizard came in, uncovered the quilt and looked at the bloody water on the bed, then shook their heads: "Master Aoki was backlashed by the Gu King that he raised in his body, he couldn't survive, and he couldn't die in a short while, until the whole body is completely Rotten, the Gu king cannot parasitize, the host will die when the Gu king is dead..."

The butler couldn't bear to continue listening, but he didn't expect that Master Aoki would end up in such a miserable way today...

When everyone was guarding Qingmu, they didn't know that Qin Wuyan had left the priest's mansion with Zhuang Xiaoyu.

In the bedroom.

Qin Wuyan changed Zhuang Xiaoyu into a bright red wedding dress, pulled her hair up in a bun, and carefully and meticulously put on Zhuang Xiaoyu's makeup, pasted flowers, put on a phoenix crown, and put on a big red hijab.

After changing into a bright red groom's suit for himself, Qin Wuyan put on a black cloak, wrapped Zhuang Xiaoyu in the black cloak, and carried her out quietly through the back door of the priest's mansion.

The carriage had already parked on the narrow and dark path at the back door of the Priest's Mansion, Qin Wuyan put Zhuang Xiaoyu in the carriage and lay down in the carriage, then drove the carriage and left...

On the second day, the sun rose.

After waiting for the whole night, Qingmu finally breathed his last. Before Zhuang Qingyun had time to feel sad, Yan Qing handed him a thick stack of letters: "The high priest is gone!"

Zhuang Qingyun: "..."

Zhuang Qingyun held a thick stack of letters, and it took him a while to react, and asked, "What do you mean? Where did the high priest go?"

Yan Qing's eyes were red, "Literally, just read the letter he left for you, and you'll know."

Zhuang Qingyun swayed, only felt a chill rise from his heels, climbed up his back, and climbed onto his tingling scalp. There was a momentary blankness in his mind, and he almost instinctively took apart Yan Qing. Letter to him...

Zhuang Qingyun read the contents of the letter at a glance, and before he had time to open the rest of the letters, he hurried out, "No, the priest's mansion cannot be left without a master for a day. Without the high priest, this priest's mansion is impossible." It was the former priest's mansion."

Yan Qing followed behind Zhuang Qingyun: "The high priest has appointed you as the next high priest of Yuecheng."

"Nonsense." Zhuang Qingyun was trembling with anger: "I don't know how to return to Yuanqu, how can I have such a big appeal? How can I convince the people and aristocratic families of Yuecheng?

No, we immediately rushed to the mausoleum and dragged Wu Yan back...

The mausoleum was originally built for him a hundred years later, he can still be buried with Xiao Yu after a hundred years, there is no need to rush..."

Zhuang Qingyun pulled a horse, turned on his back, clamped the horse's belly with his legs, and left the priest's mansion at lightning speed.

Yan Qingsheng was afraid that something would happen to Zhuang Qingyun, so he quickly pulled a horse on it and followed Zhuang Qingyun...

Zhuang Qingyun went all the way to the mountain and rushed to the mausoleum, but saw that the stone door of the mausoleum was closed tightly, with various flower petals scattered on both sides of the entrance, and three sticks of incense sticks were still stuck on the ground at the entrance, most of the three sticks of incense had been burnt, and green smoke was curling up …

Zhuang Qingyun's tears welled up from the bottom of his eyes in an instant, and he thumped Shimen fiercely: "Qin Wuyan, come out for me, and if you have anything to say, please explain it to me face to face, if you can't, just send us a few letters." It's all sent...

You come out, you come out for me! "

What answered him was the lonely and empty echo between the rocks...