Chapter 665： Another asam

Falling back on the bed, Jiang Zhan's complexion became serious.

He didn't show it in front of the old and the young, but he had already noticed something wrong in his heart.

Based on experience, most of the injuries on his body are already healed, and his actions are at most affected, but right now he is unable to walk.

These people add something to his daily eating and drinking?

Despite this speculation, Jiang Zhan was helpless, and it was not easy to completely tear his face.

At least he still has a chance to pretend to be stupid. If he rips his face, maybe the other party directly imprisons him with strong means, then he has no chance to run.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhan suddenly regretted it.

I knew I should agree to a substitution.

That girl named Ahua obviously has thoughts about him, maybe she can do something beautiful?

Jiang Zhan was greatly upset, and made up his mind to ask for a replacement when he turned around.

Elder Hua led Jiang Si out, passing by Alan's footsteps and paused: "Alan, you too."

Alan hesitated, bending his knees and following Elder Hua.

The night has enveloped the entire stockade, and there are few people walking outside, and the aroma of the rice from every house is getting stronger and more coveted.

As the elder Hua got farther and farther away from the smell of these fireworks, Jiang Si finally stopped in a house.

The residence of the Great Elder is here.

The elder Hua shook the brass bell hanging next to the door, and the door opened soon.

It was a middle-aged woman who opened the door and saluted Elder Hua.

The elder Hua nodded slightly and led Jiang Si and Alan in.

The middle-aged woman seemed to have no curiosity at all, she closed the door tightly, and didn't even glance at Jiang.

The courtyard is quiet, with moonlight like frost, intertwined with the lights flowing out of the house, illuminating the way forward.

Jiang Si stepped onto the stone steps, feeling a little nervous.

To the great elder, her feelings are complicated. If she must say, she is more grateful than others.

In the previous life, the gray-haired old man gave her a new identity and taught her many abilities.

Although it seems that it is mutually beneficial for Wu Miao to pretend to be a saint from now on. The elder taught her to have other purposes, but the days of spending time with her patiently and teaching her are real.

There were only three steps. Elder Hua had already walked in, and noticed that Jiang Si had stopped, so he couldn't help but look back.

Alan, who was behind the elder Hua, also turned her head, with implied pickiness in her eyes.

This is the woman Elder Hua found from elsewhere to pretend to be a saint?

It doesn't look so good. Such a person is also worthy of impersonating a saint?

Alan was full of disdain, and because of the presence of Elder Hua, he temporarily suppressed this thought.

Jiang Si returned to his senses and followed.

The room is filled with a strange fragrance, the fragrance is very light, if there is nothing.

An old voice came: "Are people coming?"

Elder Hua said hurriedly: "Here."

The room was silent for a while, and the voice sounded again: "Bring in."

"Yes." Elder Hua motioned Jiang Si to follow and walked into the door with colorful curtains.

The light in the room was dim, and an old woman with a silver head sat cross-legged, looking calmly towards the door.

Elder Hua quickly stepped forward, turning his body sideways to reveal Jiang Si: "Elder, this is the lady."

The elder's eyes fell on Jiang Si.

Jiang Si saluted the great elder.

The great elder was slightly startled, his original inattentive expression changed, and he looked at Elder Hua.

The woman in front of her was wearing the appearance of the granddaughter of the elder Hua, and she followed Wu Miao etiquette.

And this ceremony is very standard.

Is this really the woman that Elder Hua found from the distant capital of Zhou that resembled Asang?

Elder Hua suppressed his surprise and explained: "I told her about our affairs on the way."

In Wumiao, she did mention how the elders bowed to Jiang Si, but she didn't expect the other party to do so well.

"Remove the disguise from her face."

The elder Hua nodded, took out a jar of ointment from the cloth bag he carried with him, took out some and smeared it on the clean veil, a little bit to remove the disguise for the ginger.

The great elder stared at the **** face intently, and saw that the skin on the woman's face became whiter and paler, and her eyebrows gradually changed.

"Turn the lights on." The elder said suddenly.

Alan stared at Jiang Siqiu without blinking, and didn't even react for a while. This was what she was told.

Still Elder Hua shouted: "Alan, didn't you hear the instructions of the elder?"

Alan came back to his senses, guilty, and hurriedly turned on the lights.

The room suddenly lit up.

At this time, Jiang's true face was finally revealed to a few people.

"Holy woman!" Alan looked excited and couldn't help walking towards Jiang Si.

The Grand Elder was already shocked, his hands in his wide sleeves trembled slightly.

Like, it's so alike, this is Assan!

No, except for a red mole missing from the center of the eyebrow.

The great elder who calmed down finally discovered the difference, and this discovery did not affect her excitement at the moment.

The death of the saint Asang was like a sharp sword hanging on the heads of all the insiders. I don't know when the sword fell, which upset Wumiao.

Finding a woman with a figure and face similar to Ah Sang's body and face can easily become Asang's appearance.

Although letting that woman appear in front of her tribe for a short time can be perfunctory, but she cannot hide from the eyes of several elders of her generation.

All these elders had learned this different technique, and there was even one who had a better grasp of this different technique than she.

The inside of Wu Miao was not monolithic, and when several elders discovered that someone was replacing Asang to appease the tribe, Asang’s death could not be kept secret.

By then, there will be trouble.

God pityed, and unexpectedly sent a woman who was born almost the same as Asang to her.

It was Alan who was more excited than the elder.

Alan rushed over and knelt in front of Jiang Si, covering her face and crying: "Holy woman, you..."

Elder Hua coughed vigorously, lest Alan would leak his mouth.

Alan held onto Jiang Si's skirt.

Jiang Si lifted his foot and moved aside, with a cold voice: "You have admitted the wrong person."

With this opening, the great elder stood up and lost his voice: "You say it again!"

Even the voice is so similar, is it true that Asang is back?

Jiang Si looked at the elder, with a calm tone: "I am not a saint, Miss Alan has admitted the wrong person."

Alan raised her head and murmured: "Obviously, she is exactly like the saint..."

"Then I am not a saint, I am from Da Zhou." Jiang Si said lightly.

Alan opened his mouth and turned to look at the elder.

At the moment, the elder ignored a little girl, staring at Jiang with scorching eyes, and suddenly said, "Extend your left hand."

Jiang Si calmly stretched out his hand.

The elder grabbed her wrist and raised her sleeves to take a closer look. He couldn't tell whether it was a loss or a shock, and murmured, "There is someone so similar to Asang in this world."

There is a small red mark on the inner side of Assan's left elbow, which was born, but the woman in front of him did not.

This is the true **** and spirit, and sent another "saint"!

The Great Elder couldn't help but glanced at Elder Hua.