Chapter 667: eve

Jiang Si can actually understand Alan's mentality.
In Alan's heart, the saint is an inviolable existence, sacred and inviolable. Even for this close handmaid, the position of the saint in her heart is higher than that of the elder.
As a result, someone pretended to be a saint and enjoyed the admiration that should belong to the saint.
For Alan, this is simply intolerable.
Because of this, even if there was a point from the great elder, Alan still couldn't wait to give Jiang Si an offense so that the double could recognize the facts.
As for Jiang Si's appearance and voice, which are exactly the same as those of the saint, not only will Alan not feel awe, but she will panic.
This woman who is proud of the saint's personal servant girl is afraid that Jiang Si will truly replace the saint.
However, although Jiang Si can understand the other party's mentality, it does not mean that he will be used to the other party.
Teach the other party to recognize the facts early, so as not to hold your breath later.
"Why, haven't you figured it out yet?" Jiang Sisi smiled and glanced at Alan.
Alan's heart jumped, and he relented: "Understood."
This Da Zhou woman was so bad that she dared to dominate when she came to Wumiao.
However, the other party was right. The Great Elder was asking him right now. If she provokes this person and delays business, the Great Elder will definitely throw her into the Ten Thousand Snake Cave.
Thinking of the situation, Alan couldn't help but shiver, and had to suppress the anger for the time being.
"If you want to understand, wash your face and make me a pot of hot tea."
Alan bit her lip, turned her head and walked away quickly.
Jiang seemed to relax, but his heart was not so relaxed.
The New Fire Festival mentioned by the Great Elder is coming soon. She doesn't have to worry about anything before that. After the New Fire Festival appeases the Wu Miao people, how to take her brother to get out is what she should ponder over.
She knew clearly that the saint Assan was dead, and the oath of Elder Hua was nothing.
No words for a night.
Alan went to Jiang Zhan first.
"What, do you want Ahua to take care of you?" Alan's face was extremely strange after hearing Jiang Zhan's request.
Jiang Zhanjian raised his eyebrows slightly: "No? Yesterday the lady said it was okay."
Alan trembles her lips, and her heart is half dead.
Why did Elder Hua say such a thing, don't you think she was not attentive enough?
And this stinky man in front of him, she didn't care about the identity of the saint's handmaid in order to take care of him, he actually wanted to change?
Alan didn't know that most of her anger was due to another kind of sentiment quietly growing in her heart.
Jiang Zhan didn't care what the little girl was angry at him, and said with a grin, "It's not appropriate to always trouble girl Alan alone, take turns."
Alan's lips trembled, and he asked every word: "The son really wants Ahua to take care of you?"
"Yes." Jiang Zhan began to think this girl was a little strange.
Alan stomped his foot: "Well, son, wait."
Alan turned away, leaving Jiang Zhan dumbfounded.
Just leave, why did he even take his breakfast away? The girl looked like she was angry, could she have a habit of serving people
Alan Han went out in anger and found that she was still holding a tray. It was obviously impossible for her to carry it back. She poured her breakfast into the bucket with a dark face, and said viciously in her heart: man, starving to death is best!
When he arrived at the Great Elder's office, Alan said Jiang Zhan's request.
The Great Elder has a headache.
Neither brother nor sister is easy to send.
"Go and call Elder Hua." The elder ordered the middle-aged woman.
Not long after, Elder Hua hurried over.
"Where is Ahua?"
The elder Hua was slightly startled, and suddenly thought of Jiang Si.
What kind of moth did Princess Yan have?
The Grand Elder seemed to have guessed what Elder Hua was thinking, and said helplessly: "I said your granddaughter."
The elder Hua suddenly said: "In the inn."
"Bring her back quietly, the young man called for Ahua to take care of her."
Elder Hua was a little surprised.
That's not what the young man said yesterday, and he still thinks Ahua's name is not good.
"Go ahead."
Elder Hua hurriedly responded and left the residence of the great elder.
The granddaughter stayed at the inn yesterday to be foolproof. Now that Princess Yan has become a saint, Ahua would have returned to the clan.
When Ah Hua stood in front of Jiang Zhan, Jiang Zhan was already hungry.
"My son, please use rice."
"I finally waited until you came. I thought the girl was unwilling to come because of what I said yesterday." Jiang Zhan tried to squeeze a smile that he thought was suave.
A Hua looked blank: "What did the son say?"
Jiang Zhan stagnated for a while.
No, he has made such a big sacrifice. Shouldn't this little girl be lost and let him go quietly?
I'm not sure what he said yesterday.
Jiang Zhan put aside his smile, with a serious look: "I thought about it later, Ahua sounds much better than Alan. My eldest sister's daughter raised a fat cat called Ahua, which shows that everyone likes this name—"
"I'm sick!" A Hua lost her eyes and turned away with the tray.
Jiang Zhan was completely dumbfounded.
This, this is definitely not alone with the little girl yesterday!
Breakfast was taken away, lunch was also taken away, probably even less energy to escape, right?
Looking out the window eagerly, Jiang Zhansheng couldn't think about it.
At this time, Jiang Si had heard the great elder talk about Wumiao for half a day, including those mysterious and unpredictable techniques.
These alien techniques would not have been revealed to outsiders, but Jiang Si was required to impersonate a saint. If she knew nothing about alien techniques, it would be too easy to show her feet.
"A Sang, do you remember everything I said?"
Jiang Si nodded: "Remember."
The grand elder's complexion remained unchanged, but he was surprised.
She talked a lot in the past half-day, and did not hope that the other party could write them all down.
"Then you can tell me about the seven or forty-nine kinds of strange arts I said."
Jiang Si nodded slightly and said: "The technique of observing the clouds and hearing the wind refers to judging the cloudy, sunny, rainy and snowy by observing the shape and color of the clouds in the sky and distinguishing the subtle changes in the humidity of the wind..."
Hearing Jiang seemed to have finished the last strange technique, the elder was surprised.
This woman has a good memory!
The great elder's heart gradually settled down.
If you have a good memory enough to write down everything you need, Li Daitao’s plan will be implemented more smoothly.
Looking at the same eyebrows as Ah Sang, the elder's heart moved: If she can be taught a different technique, who can say that the woman in front of her is not a saint?
It's a pity that mastering a different technique is not an overnight effort, and the identity of this woman is not easy to handle...
The elders couldn't help thinking together, and Jiang Si became calmer.
Soon on the eve of the New Fire Festival, several elders jointly asked to see the Great Elder.
The great elder met everyone in the hall.
An elder with a long face opened the door and said: "Great Elder, the New Fire Festival is headed by my clan, and more than a dozen tribes pray for the New Year together. Isn't the saint going out this time?"
"Yeah, Great Elder, although the saint retreats in order to master the Imperial Gu technique, she can't always show up." Another elder said.