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Jiu Li looked at him fixedly, then at the kettle, and asked again, "Why is Marquis Ding'an's kettle in Xianxia Village, and why is it in my hand?"

Monk Hua pursed his lips and smiled, and said in a very gentle voice, which was actually a voice that was seriously injured and weak, "It must not have flown over from the capital, someone must have sent it from the capital."

"Send it to Xianxia Village?" Jiuli asked full of doubts, who has such a big face?Everything from the Ding'anhou Mansion in the capital can be sent to such a remote mountain village.

Monk Xu Shihua saw his doubts and continued, "Of course it's Zhuo Wansan from your Zhuojiazhai. He spent 1 taels of gold to buy this kettle from the housekeeper of the Ding'an Hou Mansion. Has no one sent it yet? "

Jiuli took the kettle and looked at it again. It was bright yellow. Every time I went to the mountain to collect herbs, I put it casually. The top was slightly blackened and turned brownish yellow, which made its color even more depressed. Warm and moist, it also looks more upscale.

It's just that I never thought that this kettle would have such a history, that it was a property of the Marquis of Ding'an, and someone could recognize it at a glance.

"That year, Zhuo Wansan took this kettle up the mountain. The kettle was hung on the horse's back. When he got halfway up the mountain, he felt a little anxious. He dismounted to find a place to solve it. But the kettle was stolen. It's over"

When Monk Hua said this, Jiu Li went through this memory in his mind. It seemed that the original owner had really stolen such a kettle on the mountain. In fact, she often sneaked up the mountain alone, and often had no water to drink after eating.Sometimes they steal other people's kettles while they are not paying attention.

Most of the time, she throws away the water bottle after drinking the water. When the nearby mountain people are hunting, they can occasionally pick up water bottles in the ravines by the roadside, and they are basically thrown in by the little fool Jiuli. .

This made Zhuo Wansan search for a long time in the ravine after losing the kettle, but he couldn't find it.I went to Ruan's house again and asked, where does the fool have any answers?
Anyway, there is no one at home.

If he haggled over with the fool again, he would lose Zhuo Wansan's face, and he could only consider himself unlucky, even if he lost the 1 taels of gold.

This matter is over.

Unexpectedly, when Jiu Li was cleaning for the first time, he found a treasure. Such a big kettle is very convenient to carry on the mountain.

Jiuli carried it with her all the time, and never saw any trouble for her.

When going out this time, Sankui specially packed water for her and put it in her back basket.I didn't expect that so many people would be attracted when we were about to arrive in the capital. Was it because of this kettle?
"How did I get poisoned?" Jiuli asked suspiciously, "Could it be that the dozen or so people next door were all poisoned?"

Monk Hua shook his head vigorously and said, "The bowl of soup you brought over from my table was the antidote. The food on your table is all poisonous."

"Ah?" Jiuli flashed her long eyelashes. Her face was ugly, but her eyes were deep and her eyelashes were beautiful. Looking closely, they looked like drops of water hanging on a tree branch in the morning light, and continued, "They After putting poison, we all drank soup with antidote, so we shouldn’t be poisoned.”

When Jiu Li said this, he suddenly realized, "That bun?"

Monk Hua pursed his lips, nodded with a slight smile, and said in a vague voice, "Someone is delicious, what can I do?"