[Jian San + Gu Long] Put that flower and I will come!

After saying a few words about Chu Liuxiang, the topic turned to the female disciple from Shenshui Palace.

"It turns out that the extremely violent poison is Tianyi Shenshui. According to Gong Nanyan... ah, the disciple of Shenshui Palace, the stolen Tianyishen water is enough to kill more than 30 martial artists. Master, there should be some left in Nangong Ling's hands." The little monk stroked his bald head and smiled innocently, but the meaning in those words made Qiu Lingsu shiver.

"You... don't you want to sneak into the beggar gang to find Tiantian Yishenshui?"

"This is a good way. If we find Tianyi Shenshui from Nangong Ling and announce it, it will definitely make him burn out for a while... The investigation of Shenshui Palace alone is enough for him to drink a pot." The little monk actually looked serious. He nodded, and before Qiu Lingsu could dissuade him, he had already continued, "Although this method is good, none of us can sneak into the main helm through the eyes and ears of Nangong Ling and the elders of the Beggar Clan. Mrs. Ren, the leader of the gang, but at this time, I am here in the name of 'pray for the blessing of the old gang leader', so it is inconvenient to go back to the gang, and I..."

The little monk said helplessly: "Although my disguise will not be seen by others, but under this attire, I can't display my skills at all. Once I make a move or someone tries to attack me, the disguise will be broken..."

"This method is too dangerous, why don't we think of another method." Qiu Lingsu said quickly, she didn't want to watch this little girl take risks.

Leaving aside the child's kindness to their couple, even apart from the life-saving grace, Qiu Lingsu couldn't just watch a child break into the dragon's pool and tiger's lair - the girl had repeatedly promised that she would only follow from a distance, if she could catch up She secretly notified others to stop her, and if she couldn't make it in time, she would turn around and come back. She reluctantly agreed and informed the recipients of the four letters she wrote.

"The current situation... can be described as a stalemate. We dare not act rashly. They are only tracking all the way, and the two sides are at a stalemate. Only when there is an influx of external forces can the situation be opened... For example, someone wants to investigate the cause of the death of the four people." The little monk Wanwan eyes, innocent smile.

"You mean... wait for Chu Liuxiang to enter the city, and direct his suspicion to Nangongling?" Qiu Lingsu thought.

"There is no need for us to do anything. If Nangong Ling finds out that someone is investigating the cause of the death of the four people, he will definitely take action... At that time..." The little monk fiddled with the Buddhist beads in his hand and smiled innocently.

Once the stalemate is broken, as long as Nangong Ling takes some action, at that time... he will always be caught.

This was not clearly stated, and Qiu Lingsu could hear it, and nodded slightly: "It's just..."

If Chu Liuxiang doesn't come...

"Madam, don't worry, even if Xiang Shuai doesn't come, someone else will come." The little monk seemed to see through her worries, and said with a smile, "I have a final decision on who will investigate this matter, and they will arrive soon."

Although she had only known this child for three months, everything she said and did proved that this child would never talk nonsense, so Qiu Lingsu felt relieved.

After talking with Qiu Lingsu what should be said, the little monk turned into the next wing room and didn't come out until a while later.

Qiu Lingsu had already ground the ink and waited, the little monk held the beads and thought for a while, then took up a pen and wrote down a prescription: "Take this prescription for five more times, and you will be fine, after that it will be a usual recuperation. There are many famous doctors in Jinan City who are good at this kind of medicine. The two doctors Zhang and Liu in the east of the city are both good at this way. After the matter is over, Madam can go to ask these two senior doctors for advice. Wan Feng is really not good at nursing. Dare to go down rashly."

Qiu Lingsu nodded, feeling even more fond of this child: There are many quack doctors in the world, if they are not good at learning, they would like to hide it tightly so that no one will know, even if it can't be cured, they will force it. Never open your mouth to admit it when you turn around—what's more, even when it's irretrievable, you're still stubborn.

How can it be like this child who speaks out the truth and pushes the patients who have been relieved of the most difficult serious illnesses and are about to be cured to doctors who are good at this, just to make the patients recover better?

The more people who know that quack doctors harm others, the more they understand how valuable this quality is.

What made Qiu Lingsu even more amazed was that the child seemed completely unaware of such a character.

To her, this seems to be a natural thing to eat and drink, and there is no need for praise at all.

This kind of magnanimity in her heart, as if she was full of grandeur, made her unable to say her words of praise, and she always felt that if she said it, it would be superfluous.

When the ink dries up, Qiu Lingsu read the prescription carefully, memorized the amount of medicinal materials used in it and the decoction method in his heart, then folded it up and put it in his arms to put it away.

It's not convenient for her to go out, but she can ask Master Suxin or her little apprentice to go to the pharmacy in the city to buy it. It's not because she can't trust the child, but because she is worried that something went wrong and lost the prescription, so she wrote it down first. in the head.

Qiu Lingsu was originally a master of poison, and her family was a doctor of poison, and she also knew a lot about medicinal materials.For her, it is not difficult to memorize a simple prescription in a short while.

But it was also this kind of understanding of medicine and poison that made her pay more attention to the prescription: there was nothing unusual in the prescription, most of them were common medicinal materials, and the usage and dosage were very little different from usual. , it seems that there is no place to shine.

It is in the subtleties that you can see its brilliance.

The little monk prescribed the prescription, and suddenly heard the exclamation of Master Suxin's female apprentice from outside, and at the same time, there was the familiar sound of flapping wings, and his spirit suddenly lifted: "My skylark is back?"

Saying that, he walked out quickly.

Curious, Qiu Lingsu followed her out.

The nun was sweeping the fallen leaves in the courtyard, but now she held the broom and exclaimed, her eyes staring blankly at the top of her head.

But seeing a huge shadow suddenly cast by dark clouds overhead, Qiu Lingsu looked up, only to see that it turned out to be the wings of a giant bird covering the sun in May!

When the giant bird slowly landed in the courtyard, Qiu Lingsu realized that it was a wooden bird! ! !

"Skylark is back... Huh?" The little monk who was going forward stopped suspiciously, and Gain unexpectedly got off the Skylark alone.

It was a young man, dressed in fine clothes, with a gentle and friendly smile on his face, but in his eyes, there was an indescribable sense of emptiness, loneliness, and depression.

He was originally on the back of the wooden bird, and when the wooden bird came to a complete stop, he fell from the top, and his posture was agile, which showed that his kungfu—at least the lightness kung fu was very profound.

After landing on the ground and standing firmly, he stepped forward a few steps and bowed to Qiu Lingsu: "Your junior, Yuan Suiyun, met Mrs. Ren."

Qiu Lingsu returned a salute, and then looked at the little monk with a smile on his face who didn't make a sound in surprise: "Zhiyuan, what you said, isn't it...?" Because it is not clear whether Yuan Suiyun Knowing the child's disguise, she used the little monk's dharma name.

The little monk nodded with a smile.

Qiu Lingsu thought about it again, indeed, with the prestige of Wuzheng Villa and the source of information, it was only normal to launch an investigation—whether it was the death of the leader of the beggar gang, or the death of the four people who did not know where.

After understanding, Qiu Lingsu went to appease the nun who was frightened by the sudden falling giant bird, and only the young monk and Yuan Suiyun were left.

"Zhiyuan?" Yuan Suiyun repeated it amusedly, "I don't know when you became a monk, Ah Wan."

The little monk raised his head in doubt: "...how does Ayun know?" Even if Ayun couldn't see her disguise, the voice she used now was completely different from usual, it belonged to a little boy.

How did he judge it?

"It doesn't matter how I look." Yuan Suiyun stretched out his hand and stroked the little monk's face accurately. "The fragrance of flowers on Ah Wan's body is very special. I have never smelled it anywhere else. And..."

He smiled slightly: "I'm blind. I used to rely on the sound of footsteps to tell people apart. Ah Wan's footsteps haven't changed much."

...In such a loud wind, you can still hear my footsteps coming out of the room?

The little monk had written all over his face, "I'm a big brother, you can't be the reincarnation of Shunfenger", but Yuan Suiyun couldn't see it.

"This face...is indeed completely different from Ah Wan's before." Yuan Suiyun smiled as he felt the eyebrows, eyes and nose touched by his hands.

When he touched the face, he only felt that the tentacles were soft and delicate, and it felt quite good, so he squeezed it easily.

The face that had just been murdered by the girls in Jinan City in the morning was ravaged again, and a blush immediately appeared on the originally fair skin.

This mask is really ingenious, even such subtle changes in complexion can be expressed like this - Qiu Lingsu, who turned her head, saw the red marks on the little monk's face, was amazed, and then turned to look for Su without any pressure. Heart master.

——Having no intention of rescuing a girl who is being raped.

"Ah... fish... deputy wow (Ah Yun let go)!"

Hearing the indistinct protests in his ears, Yuan Suiyun realized that he seemed... well, he had played too much.

Reluctantly, he withdrew his hand from his chubby cheek, the young man thought for a while, and when he raised his hand, he touched the little bald head.

The little monk almost backed away in a straight line from this move: "You, you, you, what do you want, you can't squeeze your head, let go!"

Yuan Suiyun touched the bald head, and a look of interest appeared on his face: "It feels...just like the real thing, Ah Wan, you don't really think it's a shaved head, do you?"

"Of course not!" The little monk clasped his hands to protect his head, resolutely not allowing it to be touched, and if he touched it, the president would not be tall!

She still wants to grow taller!

Senior Brother Ye promised her that when she grows taller, he will send her to Feisha, and then there is no need to go back to riding his Ta Yanwuzi together with the reason that Senior Brother Ye used "you are still young"!

——When he was partnering with Brother Ye at the Famous Sword Competition, he himself said that he was very good, and he was very relieved to leave the rear to himself to protect, why did he treat himself like a child when he got off the field!

Adults are all villains, and they forget what they said when they turned around!

The little monk pursed his mouth, protected his head, and stared vigilantly at the Yuan who seemed to be about to stretch his claws: "Let's go in and talk slowly... first agree that you won't touch my head again!"

Obviously, I didn't have this bad problem before, when did I get it?

Yuan Suiyun follows goodness like a stream:

"Go in and talk about it, but... are you going to just leave it alone?"

Following the finger of a blind person, the little monk saw a giant bird trying to squat on the plane tree in the courtyard.

That scene is like a sparrow trying to make its home on a dog's tail grass.

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