Zhao Bai was about to answer Zhang Xing's question.
But I heard crisp laughter ringing in my ears.
The laughter seems far away when you first hear it, but before you can react, the sound is already very close.
For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on the graceful woman in pink.
A faint scent of peach blossoms floated in the yard along with this woman.
Peach Blossom Fairy.
Someone actually shouted in surprise.
Indeed, the woman in front of me really looked like a peach blossom fairy flying down from the sky.
The clothes she was wearing were as pink as peach blossoms.
His face is even more charming than a peach blossom.
Especially those pair of peach blossom eyes, with their fleeting glances, they have already held everyone's soul lightly but firmly in her palm.
Especially among the men here, almost no one can take their eyes away.
Some people looked at his bright peach-like face, some looked at his soft peach-like lips, and some simply stared at the beautiful peach blossom on his forehead.
Zhao Bai actually screamed in his heart that it was not good.
He recognized the woman in front of him, it was Wuchen who sent Xiaolan and Xiaowan back to Lanruo Temple that day.
If this matter is related to Wuchen, it means that the person behind the scenes is already prepared.
That man was going to drag Zhao Bai into the whirlpool he had carefully arranged.
Zhao Bai naturally didn't care about being sucked into the whirlpool.
He was just worried that Xiaolan and Qin Xiaowan would be hurt again because of him.
He lowered his head and looked at Qin Xiaowan beside him.
Qin Xiaowan's eyes were also staring straight at Wuchen.
There was a hint of fear in his eyes.
"Xiaowan, sister Xiaolan, please take you back to rest for a while, okay?"
Xiaolan also noticed something different about Qin Xiaowan, leaned down and asked her softly.
Unexpectedly, Qin Xiaowan shook her head.
"Sister Xiaolan, I seem to know this sister."
"Don't lie, sister Xiaolan doesn't even know this sister, how can you know her?"
In order to make Qin Xiaowan believe it, Xiaolan raised her head and looked at Zhao Bai: "If you don't believe me, ask your father. He doesn't even know this beautiful sister in front of you."
Qin Xiaowan raised her soft eyes and looked at Zhao Bai.
Before Zhao Bai had time to answer, Wuchen laughed a few more times.
His smile seemed to have a kind of magic.
It makes you feel like you are a dying grass in the desert, and his laughter suddenly turns into sweet rain.
It makes you feel like you are a lost child in the jungle, and his laughter suddenly becomes a guiding light.
In short, his smile can make you feel better all of a sudden, as if all the sorrows and worries in the past were meaningless and self-inflicted.
There were actually people in the crowd who started to laugh along with Wuchen, and the more they laughed, the more unrestrained and crazier they became.
Some people were laughing so hard that they couldn't breathe, and some even scratched their throats with their hands, as if scratching themselves would make them laugh more freely.
"Everyone, cover your ears quickly."
Xiaolan noticed that the laughter was unusual, so she covered Qin Xiaowan's ears and shouted loudly.
However, no one listens to Xiaolan.
More and more people are laughing.
Those who were laughing maniacally were beginning to look crazy.
They used their hands to scratch their throats, their faces, their eyes, and pull their hair.
Blood began to flow from their faces, but they had no intention of stopping and continued to torture themselves in different ways while laughing.
Zhao Bai already understood.
Wuchen's smile is basically a kind of magic power, just like his own flute sound, it has more power than a lion's roar.
"Miss Wuchen, please let these innocent people go."
While talking, Zhao Bai had already taken action.
He landed lightly in front of Wuchen, and the jade flute was pressed against Wuchen's throat.
"Master Zhao, this is how you treat the benefactor who comes to help you out."
Wuchen finally stopped laughing.
However, her face still had a smile as bright as the morning sun.
"I understand Miss Wuchen's wishes, but the people are innocent."
While talking, Zhao Bai already had a jade flute in his hand.
He held the flute across his lips, and the notes flowed out like a clear spring.
This string of musical notes was floating above the heads of the people, and the people who were still laughing wildly became sober one by one.
Xiaolan had already taken out the Snow Flower Yangming Pills and stuffed one into each seriously injured person.
Finally, the crowd quieted down.
"Xiaolan, please bring some doctors over quickly to help everyone check on the extent of their injuries."
Zhao Bai ordered and asked Bai Ruxue and Ouyang Zi to help help all the seriously injured people into the house.
There were only a few scattered people left in the yard, and none of them had scratches on their faces. They must have followed Xiaolan's reminder and covered their ears in time.
"Fellow folks, if you still trust me and this government, please go back your own way. I hereby solemnly swear that I will get to the bottom of Lanruo Temple and what happened today and give everyone an explanation."
"Okay, let's all disperse. Mr. Qin has made such a promise, what are you still worried about?"
Xue Ji finally came out to help save the siege.
"Is it possible that you want to be hurt by the laughter of the girl in front of you again?"
Everyone stared at Wuchen with horrified eyes.
Wuchen was smiling, and that smile was gentler than the morning glow, making her face look very soft.
Everyone dared to stay here any longer, they all ran away in a flash.
Seeing that the crowd had dispersed, Wuchen actually took a vertical step, and disappeared without a trace in an instant just like Wuying had just arrived.
"Master Qin."
Xue Ji stopped Zhao Bai who was still busy there.
Zhao Bai actually recognized Xue Ji long ago.
Firstly, he didn't have time to deal with Xue Ji, and secondly, he also wanted to see what Xue Ji was playing.
He heard Xue Ji calling him.
Zhao Bai had no reason to pretend that Xue Ji did not exist.
After all, Xue Ji is his immediate boss.
"Master Xue, it turns out you are here too? You weren't injured just now, right?"
"Master Qin is really good at playing the jade flute. This reminds Xue of a good friend he had many years ago."
Xue Ji stared at Zhao Bai.
Zhao Bai looked at him with infinite curiosity, waiting for his next words.
"It's just that my friend's flute music is used to kill people, but Mr. Qin's flute music can actually save people. Xue Ji really admires it."
Zhao Bai smiled slightly: "Everything that can kill can save people, and vice versa. Mr. Xue must know this truth."