Sturdy female supporting role: I am not a white lotus

Chapter 40
"Little man?" Ye Qianjiao stared, pointing to her nose: "You say I'm a villain, right?"

"Who else but you?"

"Mo Ji, you..." Ye Qianjiao took a deep breath, "I'm a villain, so you are a villain!"

Mo Ji chuckled: "I don't deny it! You know, to become a villain, you need a certain amount of skill, not like you..." As he spoke, his eyes were full of disgust.

"You..." Ye Qianjiao lowered her face and stared at him unkindly.I really didn't realize that this guy is still a man with a poisonous tongue.

Seeing that Ye Qianjiao was serious, Mo Ji said seriously: "Okay, your people, I can order their bodies to be buried, or I can send them back to Ye Xiangfu for you, and you, I can also Send someone to escort you to the royal monastery. But..."

"But what?" Ye Qianjiao had already guessed that he was not so kind.

"You have to tell the deity truthfully, where did your abilities come from? Who is the master you speak of?" Mo Ji asked.

Although the conversation he had with Ye Qianjiao just now was not short, both his people and Ye Qianjiao's people were busy fighting against the enemy or teasing the opponent just now, so he can be sure that the conversation between the two of them, they Neither heard.Therefore, he did not directly name her poison medicine skills, but claimed her skills.

While her eyes were turning, Ye Qianjiao pretended to hesitate and said, "Actually, it's okay to tell you now. My teacher, old man Xueju, she..."

Before she finished speaking, he was interrupted by him in shock: "What? Your master is the old man Xueju?"

Seeing this, Ye Qianjiao's expression tightened obviously, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

what's the situation?Old man Xueju is a character she made up casually!Why was he so surprised when he heard it?Could it be that there really is such a person in this world?

"Old man Xueju, where is he now? Hurry up and bring this deity to see him!" Mo Ji said excitedly as if he had thought of something.

Ye Qianjiao pursed her lips: "It's easy for you to see your tutor, just wipe your neck with a sword!"

M's, just make up a fictional character, and there is such a person, and the point is, she still doesn't know whether this person is male or female, old or young, let alone whether this person is dead or alive. If you accidentally touch it, it will be a bit troublesome!
"What do you mean by that?" Mo Jimou asked coldly.

Ye Qianjiao rolled her eyes and said depressedly: "Didn't I say that before? My teacher was killed when I was eight years old because of his abilities! So you want to see him , don’t you have to wipe your own neck?”

"You..." Gritting his teeth, Mo Ji's eyes became gloomy and deep: "Is the old man Xueju really dead?"

Eyes tightened slightly, Ye Qianjiao suddenly snorted coldly: "Don't tell me, you didn't know the news of your master's death for many years until now. Wasn't my master killed by the killer sent by you Nanyuan?"

Although his Moji status is not low, he is not the Emperor of Nanyuan after all, and it is impossible for the Emperor of Nanyuan to tell him everything, right?Therefore, the barriers and gaps between people are the best cover for her lie.

Of course, she would never have imagined in her dreams that because of her self-protection, she made up a lie that caused extremely serious civil turmoil to the Nanyuan royal family.

"This deity..." Mo Ji's eyes darkened.You know, if it wasn't for her, Ye Qianjiao, he really wouldn't know about the death of the old man Xueju, let alone that he was actually killed by the killer sent by Nanyuan.

If the old man Xueju had really been killed long ago, then all these years, why did he leave home and stay in this strange country?
Suddenly, Mo Ji's gaze fell sharply on Ye Qianjiao's face.Can you really believe what this woman said?

Mo Ji's suspicious gaze made Ye Qianjiao feel a little guilty: "What are you staring at me like that? Do you suspect that I'm lying to you?"

"I didn't say that, are you guilty?" Mo Ji said tentatively.

Ye Qianjiao twitched her mouth and snorted coldly: "If you doubt it, you can send someone to investigate! I believe you, Mr. Mo Ji, should have this ability!"

"Huh!" Mo Ji sighed softly, rolled her eyes, turned his head to his confidant and said, "You take five people and send those corpses back to Ye Xiang's mansion, and I personally send Miss Ye San to the Royal Temple!"

"Yes!"

Turning his gaze back to Ye Qianjiao's face, Mo Ji said, "What are you still standing there for? Let's go! This deity will personally escort you to the Royal Temple!"

Hearing this, Ye Qianjiao raised her eyebrows and said with a smug smile, "Then there will be Lord Lao Moji!" After saying that, she turned over and got on the horseback.

Seeing her chic movement on the horse, Mo Ji looked at her deeper for a while.I have to say, now he really wants to let go of the impression she once gave her and get to know her again!This woman is just like a fan.

In the end, except for the corpses of the dead brothers who were brought back to Yandu, everyone stayed behind and went to the royal temple together!

Although many brothers died at the hands of Mo Ji and the others, Ye Qianjiao's people did not intentionally make things difficult for them along the way.After all, they all know that they are not their opponents!If you want to embarrass others, you don't have the ability!Secondly, they were all wounded, and wanted to protect their master and their own lives, and they had to rely on others to pay back, so in the end, although there was hatred in their hearts, they didn't even dare to show their faces.

A group of people worked hard, and finally arrived at the Royal Temple at the moment of Xu Shi.

The Royal Temple is located on the mountainside of Lihu Mountain, with high mountains and deep valleys!It is spring at this time, the spring water is flowing, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant everywhere, the foliage is luxuriant, and the scenery is pleasant.

Because it was late, after meeting the abbot and abbot, Ye Qianjiao and her party were arranged in the west wing courtyard!The master and servant of Moji left the royal temple overnight.

To this, Ye Qianjiao raised her hands in favor.

She couldn't stand spending one more day with that guy.Because a lie needs more lies to cover it.

Who knows if she will be discovered because of a careless lie, but her life will be over if she is not careful!

After that day, Ye Qianjiao never saw Mo Ji again.The people in the temple, whether it is the abbot, the abbot or the little novice monks, treat them well!He didn't deliberately make things difficult for them because of the Queen Mother.

As for the assassins who want her life, because there are many martial saints in the royal temple, and their martial arts are extraordinary, and the guards are strict, so she can't see the assassins.Therefore, her life in the royal monastery was extremely peaceful.

In addition to copying scriptures every day, she will also go to the main hall to chant scriptures and Buddha.I want to wash away my bloody hands from my previous life, and...

This day, just as Ye Qianjiao came back from reciting scriptures and chanting Buddha with all the saints, she saw Zi Lan hastily greeted her: "Master, Miss Lingyan ordered someone to deliver three large parcels to you, Master."

Ye Qianjiao's eyes flickered slightly, her face was as calm as water: "Got it!"

Back in the room, Ye Qianjiao hurriedly opened the three big packages.A complete set of silver needles, iron nails, utensils, bottles, pounders, special porcelain tubes for distillation, etc.

Ye Qianjiao raised her eyebrows with a smile on her lips.

Yu Lingyan was lucky enough to be born in a merchant, but in just over a month, she was able to prepare all the things she needed.You must know that the things she needs are relatively special, and many of them need to be specially customized, and even customization may not be possible.

"Master, what are these scattered jade tubes, silver tubes, and fragments for? Why did Miss Lingyan send you such things?" Looking at the fragments of silver in her hand, Zi Lan asked curiously A sentence.

With eyes flashing slightly, Ye Qianjiao said truthfully: "Things for making hidden weapons!"

"Hidden weapon?" Zi Lan stared at Ye Qianjiao with wide eyes.Master, master, what is she going to do?Make your own hidden weapon?
Hearing this, in fact, not only Zilan, but even Guan Yue and Shame Flower, who had been following Ye Qianjiao all the time, couldn't help being surprised when they heard this.

"You'll find out later!" Ye Qianjiao smiled mysteriously, carrying the bag of materials for making hidden weapons, she walked towards the table case.

The three of Zilan looked at each other, served the tea prepared by Ye Qianjiao, then they all backed out, and finally closed the door considerately for her!

The next day, Ye Qianjiao, who hadn't slept all night, was full of energy, with a smile on her face.

Washing and washing, eating, and copying scriptures, they all hold a piccolo-like thing in their hands, but it is not a piccolo.

"Master, what exactly is this?" Zi Lan, who had guessed for a while, finally asked after Ye Qianjiao quickly copied the scriptures.

Looking at the thing in her hand with great satisfaction, Ye Qianjiao said: "In the past, I had something more powerful than this one. I called it a pistol, but now, I call it a flute."

The gun flute, which looks like a piccolo, is made of jade pipes and silver pipes, but inside, it is a hidden weapon made of a pistol.With a range of [-] meters, iron nails are used as bullets, and eighty iron nails can be installed at a time.If the iron nails are poisoned again...

You must know that her strongest skill has not been her ability to cure poison, but her marksmanship!

Although the flute was somewhat different from the pistol, she believed that the flute would not be much worse than the pistol in her hands.

"Gun flute? Is it powerful?" It was Guan Yue who asked.She has always been most interested in weapons, hidden weapons and so on.

Glancing at her, Ye Qianjiao took out the flute without saying a word and pointed it at an immature peach tree in the yard next door outside the window, at a distance of 50 meters.

With a whistling sound, the iron nails flew out.

"Go and see the peach at the top of the tree." Looking up at Guan Yue, Ye Qianjiao smiled.

Looking suspiciously at Ye Qianjiao, Guan Yue flew out of the window.

When she came back, she was still holding the green peach that Ye Qianjiao hit with the flute.

Seeing this, Shame Flower couldn't help sighing, "I really can't see that this thing is so powerful."

(End of this chapter)