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In the winter of this year, the Temple of Priests was no longer as deserted as in previous years.

The fresh hot food brought by the general dispelled the lonely loneliness.

Priest Wuzhi tried his best to stop him at the beginning, and even couldn't sleep well because of this, and his hair was about to fall out, but the general still visited the priest's temple every now and then.

Until one time, the priest of the temple received him in the deep winter of heavy snow.

I don't know what the temple priest told him, but the tallow priest has never stopped the general since then.

He only said: "It's because I haven't practiced enough. The priest is right. I still need to devote myself to practice."

Si Jin: "?"

He raised his eyebrows, watched the tallow tree priest say goodbye to him, and then calmly stepped into the side hall of the priest's temple.

Since then, no one in the temple dared to stop the general.

The atmosphere of deep winter is getting more and more intense, the wind is sweeping, engulfing the sky with flying snow, whistling.

When Si Jin stepped into the courtyard of the side hall, he happened to see the priest of the temple standing on the steps under the eaves, looking up at the morning snow.

"Why do you suddenly want to see the snow?"

The temple priest shook his head: "This snow has been falling longer than last year."

The long and heavy snowfall crossed the capital and extended to the distant frontier of the lost country. The priest of the temple did not say what it foreshadowed.

"Yeah, it's snowing in the frontier too."

Si Jin answered her lazily.

Even after returning to the capital, the affairs of the northwest frontier are still in the hands of the general, and the army he brought back is nothing more than the army he took away from the capital.

"Do you like snow, my lord priest?"

The priest of the temple watched him quietly and did not answer, but the general already knew the answer from her calm and drooping eyebrows and eyes.

A merciful and indifferent priest of the temple, aloof, but unable to even have his own preferences.

- "I guess you like it."

The general's eyes were tightly locked on her face. After he finished speaking, he kept observing the slight expression on the face of the priest of the temple.

Her eyebrows loosened slightly, but it was fleeting.

Seeing this, the corner of the general's lips curled up: "The snow in the capital is too petty. If I have a chance, I will definitely take you to see the snow in the frontier. The ground is vast and covered in white."

The priest of the temple said softly: "I just listen to your description."

The general raised his eyebrows: "You can imagine the snow scene through my description, but what about the sea, have you ever seen it?"

"ocean?"

The priest of the temple murmured the word softly, with a clear trace of doubt in his brows and eyes.

She has never seen the sea, only the small streams that flow, but compared to the vast sea, this is too small.

"Even if you can imagine it, you can't imagine the touch."

The general lured her step by step, trying to arouse her curiosity about the world, "My lord priest, you should go see the beautiful mountains and rivers outside, feel them, and touch them."

The misty and calm eyes of the priest of the temple fell on him.

Those eyes were obviously so close to him, but the general felt that there was no figure of himself in her eyes, so ethereal and illusory, as if all this was just his illusion.

——He didn't want to see such eyes.

"What would you like to eat next time?"

Si Jin changed the subject.

"General." The voice of the priest of the temple was light, "Why do you waste time on me, you don't belong here."

In the temple of priests, she was the only one trapped.

The people in front of them belonged to the vast and boundless grassland, where even the blowing wind was so warm, unlike the temple of priests, there was only endless coldness and loneliness.

Si Jin's eyes narrowed: "Do you think I'm wasting my time?"

The temple priest watched him quietly without saying a word.

"I don't think so, it's my choice."

Si Jin stared at her, uttering every word clearly.

The temple priest sighed: "Perhaps, I shouldn't be the one who saved you back then."

After the words fell, she turned around silently.

The general stepped forward and grabbed her wrist, looking at her indifferent face, with no emotion in his eyes, he sneered suddenly: "So, does the priest of the temple regret it?"

Without waiting for the priest of the temple to answer him, the general said in a slightly fierce tone: "It's useless for you to regret it. I bumped into you in the first place, and you can't do it if you don't save it!"

His chest was heaving, and the repressed emotions in his heart were hard to contain after the priest of the temple said frankly.

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"For you, fate is intricate and complicated, with countless branches." The priest of the temple said slowly after a moment of silence, "but for me, there is only one straight line."

A river of fate that has long been doomed and cannot be changed.

"so what."

Si Jin's grip on her wrist gradually relaxed.

"It means that no matter how much you try to change me, it won't help."

After leaving these words, the priest of the temple stepped into the dormitory of the side hall, and closed the door indifferently.

Outside the door, Si Jin clenched his fist subconsciously.

As spring approaches, the priests of the temple need to arrive at the altar for the sacrificial ceremony, and all princes and ministers must be present at that time.

For this reason, Si Jin went directly to the king, expressing that he was worried about the king's safety and was responsible for the guard of the sacrificial ceremony.

——The king's heirs are fighting more and more for power, and they are more and more undisguised. The king can't suppress them at all, and sometimes they are threatened by several sons in turn.

For Si Jin's proposal, the king was of course ecstatic and moved: "The general is indeed an important minister of the country, and I have not misunderstood him!"

Si Jin twitched the corner of his mouth in disdain, and immediately ordered his troops to station near the altar after leaving the palace.

After that, he came to the largest restaurant in the capital.

This restaurant is Xi Yan's most secret property, and it is also the center where he collects information. Si Jin walked directly to the door of a wing room, opened the door and walked in.

He would propose to be responsible for the guarding duties of the altar, which was naturally not a whim.

Standing by the window, Xi Yan happened to take off the secret letter tied to a carrier pigeon when Si Jin came in.

After releasing the carrier pigeon, he waved to Si Jin: "Come on, let's see what my brainless brothers want to do again."

Si Jin lacked interest, so he walked to the side and sat down.

Xi Yan got used to it, so he opened the secret letter and read it.

After a long time, he frowned and said a word of exclamation: "...you really have no brains."

"how."

"Fifth, being pushed to the limit by the third and sixth, he actually wants to do something during the sacrificial ceremony."

"." Si Jin was silent for a moment, and a smoldering light flashed in his eyes, "He is looking for death."

Xi Yan nodded in agreement: "He is indeed looking for death. He doesn't think about the altar where there are so many soldiers, plus the fact that all the princes and ministers are here is different from seeking death."

"What does their life and death have to do with me."

Si Jin's tone was impatient.