The corner of her mouth curled up: "It seems there are still a few ants lurking around."
Not long after, someone outside suddenly shouted 'be on guard'.
Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of fighting, and with a scream, all movement disappeared.
There were footsteps at the door. Qin Shou opened the curtain, put away the bloody knife, and came in cursing: "How ungrateful! Madam has let them go, but she still dares to come to the door!"
Wen Qingzhu said with a smile: "This is the Wu tribe. There will never be anyone who is greedy for life and afraid of death, but their stupidity sent them to hell."
A soldier outside brought in a stool.
"General, your stool." After the soldier put it down, he glanced at Wen Qingzhu opposite.
After noticing this line of sight, Wen Qingzhu immediately looked up.
The soldiers had already turned around and were about to leave.
"Stop!" Wen Qingzhu stood up.
The soldier's movements became faster and faster, and he disappeared into the tent in an instant.
Qin Shou immediately pulled out his sword and was about to chase him out when Wen Qingzhu called out, "No need, he is one of our own."
"Ah?" Qin Shou was startled, but quickly put away the knife.
After sitting down again, Wen Qingzhu looked at Qin Shou and suddenly asked a question: "Before, you were teasing and playing with green pottery in the inn, and you even wanted to-"
"Madam!" Qin Shou was so frightened that he immediately knelt down again, not daring to look at her at all. "At that time, the villain was completely blinded by lard. He was so cowardly that he was just a bastard! Madam, please don't take it to heart. "
Wen Qingzhu pinched his eyebrows: "Get up, I don't mean to blame you, but I want to ask you, how do you feel after marrying a girl from the Chi family?"
"Ah?" Qin Shou was stunned for a moment, then raised his head with a confused expression.
The weather was slightly cooler, and the third patrol came as agreed.
Qin Shou's people were already ready and waiting for his arrival.
Looking at the menacing group of people in front of him, Sanxuanye only felt that something was going to happen.
However, Sanxunye was fairly certain that Wen Qingzhu was a person with a clear distinction between grievances and grievances.
"The Valley Master said that he doesn't want to see you, but he can let me take Madam's question back."
Wen Qingzhu was not surprised and nodded: "That's fine. I'll tell you later. Is there another Yang family member who is your Valley Master? Eleven is also here, right?"
Sanxunye didn't reply, but Wen Qingzhu already knew.
It seems that there is another place in the Wu Clan that she has not set foot in.
Based on the location mentioned by Qin Shou, Wen Qingzhu thought of the map of the Cangyun Mountains. The place above was also a place that was easy to defend but difficult to attack.
The reason why people from the Wu tribe dare not go is because the place is shrouded in mystery all year round, and those who go in and come out alive cannot remember what happened.
But after she learned about this, she immediately thought of the Wu Clan's Forgetfulness Gu.
"Okay, the Valley Master said that if you have guessed it, let me take you there." San Xuanye turned around.
Wen Qingzhu didn't say anything and followed San Xuanye away.
Qin Shou also quickly directed everyone to follow him.
It wasn't until daybreak that they arrived at the barrier.
The third patrol stopped, turned to Wen Qingzhu and the others and said, "You must follow closely."
"Don't worry, they won't get lost." Wen Qingzhu is still very confident in Qin Shou's people.
After all, he was someone trained by Chi Yu.
Wen Qingzhu was not worried while walking in the maze. He would occasionally stop and wait for Qin Shou and the others.
Since there were so many people coming over, they walked very slowly.
After walking for about an hour, they finally got through the confusion one after another.
What appeared in front of Wen Qingzhu was a huge valley. They stood on the mountain and had a bird's eye view of the past. They could only see the traffic in the valley, the houses, and many people working on their own.
It's like the peach blossom garden recorded in the book.
"Madam, I suggest your people not to follow. The people living here have not been out for hundreds of years."
Sanxun Ye looked at the large number of people behind Qin Shou and couldn't help but feel worried.
Wen Qingzhu nodded: "Okay, I will only take a few people down."
San Xuanye breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, Madam will arrange it. I'll wait in front first."
As soon as he left, Wen Qingzhu immediately ordered a few people and led them to follow him.
All the way to the valley, a gray-haired old man who was sowing in the fields waved to the third patrol: "Xiaosan! Are you bringing guests?"
"Well, he's a guest from the Valley Master." Sanxuanye's tone was very relaxed, completely different from his previous state.
Slowly going deeper, they met many people, all of whom greeted Sanxuanye warmly.
One of the bold little boys pointed at Wen Qingzhu and Qin Shou and asked, "Who is this beautiful elder sister? Who is this ugly elder brother?"
Hearing this, Qin Shou immediately raised his eyebrows. If Wen Qingzhu hadn't been here, he would have beaten the child.
Finally, they arrived at a three-story house.
A woman with a purple scar on her face came out. When she saw the third night patrol, she enthusiastically held his arm: "Brother is back!"
"Well, you go and do your work first. I'll entertain the guests first." Sanxuanye touched her head and asked her to go first.
Wen Qingzhu looked at the woman's leaving figure and asked Sanxunye: "Is she the previous Shixunye?"
"Yeah." Sanxuanye didn't want to say more and took them directly inside.
At the stairway on the third floor, San Xuanye stopped, pointed inside and said, "The owner of the valley wants to come to Xijing. Madam, please go in alone."
"How can that be done! I want to follow!" Qin Shou was very worried.
If anything happened to Wen Qingzhu, he would have to head back.
Wen Qingzhu raised her hand. There was no sense of danger here. Instead, there was a kind of tranquility that she yearned for.
After going up, she walked to the door, turned around and saw an old man with disheveled white hair sitting inside a gauze curtain.
His breath was very steady and he was grinding the medicine very rhythmically.
Wen Qingzhu stood still. When the old man's movements stopped, she asked: "Valley Master, I would like to ask what the forgetfulness Gu is made of?"
The old man sighed: "I didn't expect that the Forgetfulness Gu I left in the Wu Clan would be used on you. Maybe this is really fate."
"To be precise, what was used on me was not Wangyou Gu, but Wangyou Powder extracted from Wangyou Gu." Wen Qingzhu immediately corrected him.
Unexpectedly, the old man slowly shook his head: "Little girl, this is what the Wu clan people said because they didn't understand. As soon as you appeared, I knew that you were carrying the Forgetting Gu."
"Then what is the forgetfulness Gu made of?" Wen Qingzhu clenched her hands, eager to know the answer.
Why did she dream about Fu Lie in her previous life
The old man let out another long sigh and raised his head, as if he was remembering something.
Wen Qingzhu waited patiently until the old man spoke again.
"Little girl, when I left the Wu Clan a hundred years ago, I had foreseen the demise of the Wu Clan. I knew that destiny could not be violated, so I resolutely left the Wu Clan with a group of honest people."
"Are you also a priest?" Wen Qingzhu kept trying to tell his age from his breath.
But Wen Qingzhu discovered that this old man was different from others.
"You don't have to guess. I am one hundred and eighteen years old this year. I am the thirty-seventh priest of the Wu clan. I am afraid I have reached my fortieth term now."
"You actually-" Wen Qingzhu was speechless.
The old man ignored her shock and continued: "Destiny is too mysterious. Forgetting Gu was the most powerful witchcraft of the Wu Clan many years ago, and it was also the only witchcraft that did not use poisonous insects, because it was created to Leading people out of their difficulties and enlightening their minds.”
"But I was poisoned before, lost a child, and almost died." Wen Qingzhu thought of those things in the past, and countless emotions came out instantly.
The old man shook his head and said: "You will be poisoned. That was added by later generations. Forgetfulness Gu has never been a poison, let alone a poison. Either you will lose your memory or see through. There are only two possibilities."
"So I'm the one who sees through it?" Wen Qingzhu still had doubts in his heart.
"Yes, most people have amnesia. Only one person in a million can see through it, which means that Madam has overcome her predicament."
"Really? Is that actually my dilemma?"
Wen Qingzhu laughed uncontrollably. Her motivation for living now was to get revenge.
"Everyone will encounter difficulties. Just like you and me, I have seen through it, so I left with some of my clan members. In order to distinguish myself from the Wu clan, I followed the customs of Daqi. After more than a hundred years, I finally made this place unstoppable. Leave the mark of the Witch Clan again.”
"Is that so?" Wen Qingzhu thought about the situation just now. As she walked along, she did not expect it to be a place where the Wu tribe people lived.
It's more like a simple mountain village in Daqi.
"I had a dream where the man who saved me told me he was dead."
"This is your obsession, but it seems that you have understood it."
"Then why did he tell me something I didn't know before!?" Wen Qingzhu suddenly raised his voice, which shocked the old man's whole body.
He stood up slowly, his body trembling a little.
When he turned around, Wen Qingzhu found that the old man's profile had a familiar look.
Although separated by a thin gauze curtain, both people could see each other's appearance.
Wen Qingzhu couldn't help but take a step back and looked at the person in front of him in disbelief.
Isn't this the head that Jiang Yuancheng brought back to the capital
The old man's stiff lips moved, and his voice became choppy: "Yuan, it turns out it's you, Mrs. Fu, we meet again."
Wen Qingzhu looked at him in disbelief: "What you said is..."
"In my previous life, I gave you a dream, telling you that Fu Lie would die in Jiang Yuancheng's hands. He could have escaped, but he chose to come back for you."
The old man's voice seemed to be filled with regret, as heavy as a dark cloud.
Wen Qingzhu's whole body was shaking uncontrollably, and he looked at the old man in front of him: "Then do you know what happened to my rebirth?"
"Didn't Fu Lie in the dream tell you this? I did everything I had to do. I didn't expect that I would go back seven years ago and experience another genocide."
The old man smiled slowly, pulled the wrinkles on his face, and his eyes became gentle: "Fortunately, you changed everything, and the blood of the Wu clan was finally preserved. It seems that my time has come."
Under Wen Qingzhu's gaze, the old man slowly sat down, slowly closed his eyes, and gradually stopped breathing.