The little girl from Dali Temple got promoted and made a fortune by solving crimes

Chapter 33
"Don't look at anything inappropriate, don't look at anything inappropriate!" The scholar Wen Siquan covered his eyes with his sleeves and did not dare to look at the woman on the ground. "Doctor Jia, you are a doctor, and you are also a man. This kind of behavior is really against etiquette and law. ah!"

Jiang Sushang remembered that just now Wen Siquan's eyes were wide open and he tried to come to her side to see the woman's face clearly, but now he said that Jia Yao was wrong.

Not long after, the girl was able to stand up. Someone simply wrapped her in a red cloth. Her arms and thighs were exposed, but she didn't feel any discomfort at all.

"This is the bride who died three days ago. Our Qielan tribe has a secret recipe that can bring people back to life. You have also witnessed that my fiancée has woken up, so you should have high hopes for me, Qielan. Tomorrow, you guys will compete, win three You can get a secret medicine from me Qielan, which can save your relatives or friends. In addition, my Qielan tribe has a secret treasure passed down from generation to generation. You can get it if you win six rounds. If you take it, you can live forever and live forever." The elder said. A middle-aged man is the one who pulled Meixi hand during the day.

Immortality and immortality, these words planted seeds in everyone's hearts.

Jiang Sushang just wanted to win the secret medicine as soon as possible and save Beilu and Lanshi.According to what the man said, she had to win six games to save the two of them.

She was not curious at all about the secret treasure passed down from generation to generation.

She did not doubt whether the bride had come back to life. She only knew that the Qilan tribe must have a purpose in bringing people here.

"Comparing to what? If it's a competition of writing and painting, I, a local man with a butcher's knife, can't compare to these people!" Butcher Chen Zhu was not convinced. The monks in the temple said that he had killed too many animals and his sins were serious, which made him sleep at night. No, he often dreams about the pigs he killed, entering his dreams and biting his body.

He couldn't sleep day and night, so he accidentally entered this place. When he heard that there was medicine for sleeping peacefully, he stayed.

"All living beings in the world are equal. Bi, naturally I am better than you all. If you don't want to, we won't force you."

"Everyone, please come with me to have a meal. Let's compete tomorrow and see for yourself. I am Wan Guliu, the elder of the Qilan tribe, and I will bear the name of Wan Elder."

Jiang Sushang tossed and turned at night and couldn't sleep. She really couldn't figure out what kind of medicine these people were buying in their gourds.

If someone else wins, she won't be able to save Hokuriku and Rantoki, and if she only wins three games, she'll only be able to save one.

She can't give up a single thing, so she can't lose in tomorrow's competition.

Jiang Sushang slept between Beilu and Lan Shi. He thought of the past, when Beilu was by his side silently and Lan Shi was nagging him. That time was like the time he spent in a restaurant after being robbed from Qianjin Pavilion.

She!I feel like Hokuriku is boring like a wine gourd, and I feel like Lan talks too much like an old lady.

Now, both of them were silent, and Jiang Sushang felt very disappointed.

The moonlight shone through the window on Jiang Sushang's face, highlighting the glistening tears, and his snow-white hair looked like silk and satin in the moonlight.The bright moon was buried by dark clouds, with only a little light shining through. It was silent at night, but the sound in another place seemed unusually loud.

"Pa!" Wan Guliu slapped his bride, who was resurrected today, to the ground.

"Meixi saved you regardless of previous suspicions. You are so ignorant. You should have died long ago." Wanguliu looked disgusted. Meixi stood aside with an indifferent expression.

"Regardless of past grudges? How can I disregard past grudges! It was my wedding day. My husband did not marry me, but he made peace with the saint in the cave. How could I not say that?" The woman stepped forward and looked at her carefully. Mei Xi seemed to remember something: "This saint is a fake..."

"Bang!" Wan Guliu was afraid that the young wife would say something bad without hesitation, so he slapped her again.Half of the woman's face was red and swollen, with two overlapping palm prints on it, and the corners of her mouth were bleeding. She opened her mouth and felt that the teeth in her mouth were a little loose.

"Guan Yue, if you want to die, I won't stop you, but if you ruin His Highness's important affairs, you, your parents, younger brothers and sisters, including the entire Qilan tribe, will have to be buried with you."

Mei Xi's eyes were indifferent and her tone was impatient: "Get out."

Guan Yue covered his face and left crying.

The Wanguliu hugged Mei Xi, and Meixi wanted to struggle to leave, but was hugged tighter by the Wanguliu.

"Meixi, let me give you a good hug." Wan Guliu hugged her and held her delicate hand. "In the past, anyone could enter the saint's room. Now you are mine, and other men dare not touch you. . If you don’t want your identity to be seen through, just stay calm."

The Qilan tribe pursues freedom and is not bound by the world.Their ancestors were the national preceptors during the period of Emperor Taizu. Emperor Taizu hated the art of witchcraft and the theories of ghosts and gods the most in his life, so he killed the national preceptor. The wife of the national preceptor came to this humid place with the followers of the national preceptor. The land was surrounded by mountains on three sides and woods on one side. There was thick fog in the woods, which became their new base.

In order to convince everyone, the wife of the national master recommended her daughter as the No. 1 saint. Any saint with a hairpin will be responsible for giving birth to the next saint.The son of the national master's wife became the clan leader of the Qielan tribe. At present, the clan leader is dead and is jointly managed by the four elders, headed by Eternal Life.

The people of the Qilan tribe have no household registration and are outsiders. They grow poison as a profession and are good at poisoning. They follow freedom. Clothing is common here. Moreover, the love between men and women is not like the red tape of the Great Zhou Dynasty. As long as you like it, you can do it. Can be together.Except for elders who need to get married, other men and women are free.

But even in the Qielan tribe, beautiful people are always given special treatment.

Wan Guliu picked up Mei Xi and put her gently on the bed. The next moment he jumped on her, and Mei Xi rolled around and got off the bed from the other side.

She stood up neatly and said in a disdainful tone: "Finish your business first."

Wan Guliu licked the corner of his mouth. After all these years, she was still so stubborn, which piqued his interest even more.

Mei Xi walked out of the wooden building, her wrists still had the warmth left by the Eternal Flow. She scratched in disgust until her skin oozed blood. She walked quickly towards the stream and vigorously washed the blood from her wrists.

The moonlight shone on the creek, creating sparkling waves. She looked at herself in the reflection and murmured to herself: "Lan Shi, why are you back?"

"Who is that person? Is he worthy of your life?" Mei Xi couldn't believe that her sister would come back here again. It was clear that Mrs. Poison Fairy and Mr. Prince Yao who took her away had promised her mother not to let her go. My sister stepped into the Qilan tribe again.

The mother ordered the two of them and their sister to be sent out of the Qilan tribe. Thinking of the past, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

The saint who has always been talked about is her sister - Lan Shi.

"Lan Shi, I will protect you."

(End of this chapter)