For her to appear in front of her tribe in this way, it was definitely not just to save people, but she must have had other motives.
It is said that the holy key has a spirit and returns to her on its own.
He doesn't believe a word of this nonsense!
Ever since his ex-wife Qinglan succeeded as the Saint, the Holy Key and Holy Clothes have always been in her hands.
After Qinglan died, he kept the Holy Key and Holy Clothes safely for this day.
The holy key was changed for no reason, and no one except Nanny Qingyi wanted to do it.
The old pious woman thought she could fool others by just talking about gods and monsters, but she could deceive others but not him.
However, the Holy Mountain's anger last time caused their status in the hearts of the tribe to drop a lot. If Ting'er was not established as a saint, it would be difficult for the Lou family to pass it on to generations to come.
Therefore, he made a deal with Aunt Qingyi.
He fulfilled what Aunt Tsing Yi had planned, and Aunt Tsing Yi ensured that the Holy Mountain successfully selected the saint.
Aunt Qingyi's plan was exactly as he suspected, which was to exchange for his step-brother's life.
It was not until many years later that he found out that Qinglan's death was the work of his step-brother.
It's just that everyone died, and his stepmother gave birth to Ting'er and served him well, so he didn't expose the matter.
Now that Aunt Qingyi had offered her step-brother's death in exchange for the saint, he agreed after thinking for a moment.
Now that the stepmother is dead and Aunt Qingyi is satisfied, she should not interfere with the selection of the saint.
After all, he and Aunt Qingyi had made a vow.
Thinking of this, Lou Tu stood up and said, "Dad, go ask Aunt Qingyi."
He walked to Aunt Qingyi on crutches and looked at her with bright eyes: "Aunt Qingyi, Ting'er said her veil is missing."
Aunt Qingyi, who had closed her eyes to rest her mind, heard the words and opened her eyes instantly. A trace of confusion flashed in her eyes, and she immediately said: "Is there anything you can look for?"
Lou Tu said slowly: "I searched for it but couldn't find it."
He did not miss the look of surprise in Aunt Tsing Yi's eyes. It seemed that the disappearance of the veil was not related to Aunt Tsing Yi...
How did the veil disappear?
"Lou Ting can't even keep her holy clothes well. Are you sure she's made to be a saint?" Aunt Qingyi said mockingly.
"Ting'er can sense the location of the Holy Mountain. She has the potential to be a saint." Lou Tu tapped his crutch, "She has been smart since she was a child and has mastered the art of voodoo. If she becomes a saint, she will definitely learn the magic well.
, you don’t need to worry!”
Disdain flashed in the deepest part of Nanny Qingyi's eyes, and she pursed her lips: "If it weren't for this, I wouldn't help you."
Lou Tu's heart calmed down, and he stared at Aunt Qingyi and said, "Thank you very much indeed. Shan'er is your grandson. After he becomes the clan leader, it will be a good thing for our Qingyi clan if Ting'er succeeds as the saint.
"
What a great grandson. Aunt Qingyi’s expression did not change, but her heart was even more sarcastic.
Since Lan'er's death, how has Lou Dan been groomed by Lou Tu and that woman?
Not to mention his disappointing character, judging from the fact that he never recognized her as his grandmother or Ling'er, Aunt Qingyi had never considered him as her biological grandson.
She still remembered that when Lou Dan was twenty years old, she told Lou Dan the reason for Lan'er's death. Lou Dan only laughed at her for talking nonsense like an old woman and didn't believe what she said.
He even scolded her to never hinder his future in this life.
She thought she had never had such a biological grandson. She wanted to think about it, but Aunt Qingyi knew that Lou Tu was an old fox and she did not dare to be careless in front of him.
"What you said makes sense. Shan'er is the daughter of Lan'er after all, so I'm not confused yet!"
Lou Tu breathed a sigh of relief: "So, does it matter if the veil is gone? Is there any way to remedy it?"
Aunt Qing Yi glanced at him, shook her head and said: "The veil is very important. Even I don't know whether the absence of the veil will have any impact on the selection of a saint."
"Then..." Lou Tu frowned.
"We have already reached this point," Aunt Qingyi said calmly, "I have to give it a try no matter what. Otherwise, how are you going to explain it to your clan members?"
"It will be a month since the Holy Mountain appeared tonight. If a saint cannot be selected, the next selection of a saint will be twenty years later."
"You figure it out for yourself." After saying this, Nanny Qingyi closed her eyes and stopped talking.
Lou Tu stood quietly for a moment, then turned around and went back. When Lou Dan and Lou Ting saw him passing by, they asked each other anxiously.
"Quickly put on the holy clothes, time is running out." Lou Tu gave a simple instruction.
Lou Ting was instantly happy and agreed repeatedly, walking to one side to change into the holy robe.
Aunt Qingyi quietly raised her eyelids and happened to see Lou Ting hiding nearby, taking out the holy robe and putting it on her body.
She twitched the corner of her mouth, she didn't even understand the rules of wearing holy clothes, and she still wanted to be a saint.
These are the people educated by the Lou family who are always coveting what belongs to others. They are self-righteous, arrogant, and arrogant, and deserve to be taught a lesson.
Aunt Qingyi closed her eyes, her thoughts passing by, and she felt inexplicably strange about the missing veil.
Choosing the owner of the veil is just a legend. Even people like her who have lived for hundreds of years have never seen such a thing with their own eyes.
What on earth was going on? However, Nanny Qingyi quickly calmed down her thoughts, and a faint joy appeared on her brows. She sensed that Qing Ling had arrived at the front of the Holy Mountain.
In front of the light curtain of the Holy Mountain.
Qing Ling placed the purple wooden box on the ground and opened it respectfully——
The top veil flew away from Ye Fuxun's hands with a hiss.
Ye Fuxun held the veil in his hands and was stunned for a moment, but everyone was not surprised.
After all, it was Ye Fuxun who led them to the Holy Mountain, maybe it was because of the veil.
Anyway, the moon in the sky is about to turn from a crescent moon to a full moon, and their ability to accept has skyrocketed.
Qing Ling was seen kneeling down on her knees, clasping her hands together, and whispering a spell into the holy robe.
After a while, she finally stopped the spell, put her index finger to her mouth and took a bite, letting the blood from her fingertip drip onto the veil in the box.
The bright red blood dripped on the flawless white veil, and was absorbed by the veil almost instantly. There was no trace of red at all, as if there had never been blood.
The veil is as holy as new, which is very surprising.
Seeing that the blood on her fingertips was completely absorbed, Qing Ling breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "It's done."
Yan Yiyi frowned: "Is it possible that this veil still sucks blood?"
"This is the veil recognizing the master." Qing Ling explained, "The veil is willing to recognize Ling'er, which proves that Ling'er has the qualifications to be a saint and can participate in the selection of the Holy Mountain."
It's so magical, Ye Fuxun just thought this, when she suddenly felt a pain in her finger. She lowered her head and saw that the veil in her hand had pricked a bloody hole on her index finger for some reason.
A drop of blood spilled from the fingertips and was instantly swallowed up by the veil.
Let me go! Ye Fuxun cursed in his heart, what kind of monster is this veil?
Qing Ling was putting on the holy robe, but Ye Fuxun suppressed his surprise and did not make any noise about it.
Only Ji Yannuo, who was standing beside her, and King Qin, who was watching her silently from behind, noticed this.