Dali Temple Conspiracy Records

Chapter 214
The night was deep, pitch black as ink.The miasma was so heavy that the dense forest in the deep valley in the mountains couldn't even shine a ray of light, and was shrouded in boundless darkness.

Bai Sanxiu ran and jumped on the branches, and soon ran out of the thick darkness.The moonlight poured down through the gaps in the forest, and the silver light shined, illuminating the bloodstains on her body.

She looked up at the sky, and couldn't help being in a trance for a moment.

But suddenly, there was a soft sound from behind, and then a familiar fragrance wafted into the nostrils.She woke up suddenly, stared at the bed curtain for a long time, and then remembered that she was in a small guest house in Hu county.

It turned out that she was dreaming.She even dreamed that that night, Yongling died, but she got a new life.She raised her hand, in a trance, as if her hand was still stained with hot blood, and the heart-piercing pain still lingered in her heart.

Bai Sanxiu sighed faintly, just as she got up to drink a glass of water, her pupils shrank suddenly.

A woman sat quietly at the table, looking at her with a slight smile.

That face was all too familiar to her, but it only brought trembling and anger to her.

Fake Ganoderma lucidum!
Bai Sanxiu felt terrified all over, quickly turned over and leaned against the head of the bed, and asked vigilantly, "What are you doing here?"

The woman smiled coquettishly and sighed, her tone seemed regretful, "Why, did you have a falling out with your Master Si Zhi? Also, how can a normal person accept an immortal monster? I thought you were smart, In the end, I worked so hard to escape from my palm, just for a man, and I didn't change him for 20 years..."

"Wu Jingu!" Bai Sanxiu interrupted her, "The Li family really..."

"Ah, what else?"

"Why?! No injustice, no enmity, why did you destroy the Li family?"

The woman's expression didn't move at all, she was still as relaxed and calm as ever.She didn't hide anything from Bai Sanxiu's question, and answered it generously.

"Because his unlucky father saw the biggest secret of my Holy Cult. As for his family, blame his father's family letter!"

When Li Guan told about his past with Ganoderma lucidum, Wu Jingu naturally understood that he was a survivor of the Li family back then.

"Is there really a tree under the altar? Why have I never seen it?"

Wu Jingu said casually: "The Shenmu has existed for hundreds of years, and it is usually invisible, and it needs a special spell to reveal it. Otherwise, my Shenshui would be worthless?"

It turned out that Li Guan's father accidentally saw Shenmu's true face, and sent a letter home as usual. In order to keep the secret, Wujingu sent people thousands of miles to Chang'an to kill the grass and roots.

"Then you brought the box to Chang'an, and you pretended to be Mrs. Ma to trick everyone into drinking the magic water?"

Lifting the box, Wujingu's eyes flashed with anger, and he said coquettishly: "Hey, you ruined my good deed this time! The other box was destroyed by you 20 years ago, right?"

"It was me, Mo Lian was also killed by me."

Wujingu raised his eyebrows.

"Oh, I didn't expect you to be so courageous." She smiled coquettishly, with a sinister look slowly unfolding at the corners of her mouth, like a poisonous snake with a red letter, slowly raised its body, and calmly looked at her prey .

"Do you feel that you are so great that you saved the people of Chang'an after a feat? Do you think that if you burn two wooden boxes, everything will be over?"

Wujingu pulled out a dagger from her bosom, the sharp blade was dotted with cold light, which made her smile even more sinister.

"Tell you, I still have branch plants! And this is the product of my painstaking improvement, the fusion of Gu insects and Shenmu. Wherever the root system goes, it can absorb nutrients. It is much more convenient to absorb energy than the original body."

Hearing this, Bai Sanxiu suddenly remembered something, and his expression changed.But without allowing her to think about it, Wu Jingu had already raised the dagger in his hand and stabbed at her.

"But you don't have to worry about it anymore! Die at ease, I will return your lovely face to Sir Si Zhi."

(End of this chapter)