Qu Le was wearing a moon-colored dress, standing slim by the window, her eyes like blue water and mist: "You came to me, but what's the matter?"
"A friend of mine came back from work outside last night. He said that there were several Han people in Hongscorpion Town who were secretly inquiring about you. I wasn't sure what the other party's purpose was, so I didn't dare to act rashly. I've already asked people to take care of you.
Several Han people are under surveillance and will come back and report to me if there is any situation." Lan Yin paused and looked at her carefully, "I came to see you specially this morning just to ask you how to deal with those few people.
A bold Han Chinese?"
The identity of the saint is so noble. For outsiders to dare to inquire about the saint at will, this is simply a naked provocation to the extremely xenophobic southern Xinjiang people! According to Lan Yin's idea, it is best to send these unknown origins to
This guy just killed him and let's see who dares to covet the saint in the future!
Qu Le frowned slightly: "Have you found out the origins of those Han people?"
"They are very tight-lipped and cautious in their actions. Our people have not been able to find out their specific identities, but from the accents they speak, we guess that they are from Wushuang City." Lan Yin was also obviously puzzled. Wushuang
The city is far away from Southern Xinjiang, and there is no way to establish any relationship between the two. Why did the people from Wushuang City suddenly come to Southern Xinjiang inexplicably? This matter is really strange! It is precisely because of this.
In this way, he felt that this matter should not be judged rashly, and it would be safer to ask the Holy Lady to make the decision herself.
Coming from Wushuang City...
Qu Le had a vague suspicion in her mind, and she asked again: "Besides inquiring about my affairs, have those Han people done anything else?"
"That's not true. They all seem to be honest. Apart from asking around for news about you, they rarely go out every day." At this point, Lan Yin's expression became a little strange. From this point of view, those Han people
It's just for the saintly lady.
He immediately continued: "Why don't I send someone to capture them and let me interrogate them personally? I don't believe that I can't find out the ugly Yinmao!"
"No," Qu Le signaled him not to act rashly, "They are from Wushuang City. If we kidnap them back rashly, it would not be good if we offend Wushuang City."
Lan Yin said nonchalantly: "It's just a small Wushuang city. Are we Southern Xinjiang people still afraid of them? Since they dare to send people to Southern Xinjiang to cause trouble, they should have been prepared to come back and never come back.
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These words made Southern Xinjiang seem like a snake's nest and a tiger's den. As the spiritual leader of this place, the Holy Lady expressed her shame. She said: "It's not a question of whether we are afraid or not, but that we have now offended the second prince of Zhonghuang Xueyu.
, our lawsuit with Xueyu has not yet been resolved, and if we now add another Wushuang dynasty as an enemy, I think this will not be a lucky thing for Southern Xinjiang."
Although Lan Yin is prone to passion, his brain is not stupid. After hearing Qu Le's analysis, he immediately stopped making such a secondary declaration that "I must fight Wushuang City for the sake of the Saint." He frowned.
: "Then what should we do now? Are we going to continue to let them inquire about you in southern Xinjiang?"
Qu Le asked: "When they inquired about the news, did they use the name 'Qu Le' or the title 'Saint'?"
Lan Yin thought about it carefully and replied, "It's called 'Qule'."
"Then did any of you tell them that 'Qule' is the 'saint'?"
Lan Yin was slightly startled: "Probably, no..."
Qu Le pondered for a moment and had an idea in her mind. She waved to him and motioned for him to come closer. She lowered her voice and said, "You can do this..."
After hearing her talk about the plan, Lan Yin looked at her in surprise: "Is this really useful?"
"Let's give it a try first, and we'll tell you later if it works. Anyway, it only takes a few words, and we won't lose anything because of it."
"That's true," Lan Yin nodded in agreement, "Leave this matter to me and I'll take care of it for you!"
"Well," Qu Le paused and pulled out a list from his sleeve, "I've been learning to refine Gu medicine recently, and I'm missing a few materials. You have a broader approach. Let's see if you can help me with these few ingredients.
Find the materials? I will pay the price, so the quantity should be as large as possible."
She has just learned how to refine Gu, and she will definitely not be able to succeed in the first attempt. She must prepare more materials so that she can practice it several more times. Hey, this is also an expensive profession, and she doesn't have much money in her pocket.
If the price of a material is too expensive, she may have to go up the mountain to find the material herself.
Lan Yin took the list with both hands, read it carefully from beginning to end, and confirmed: "Don't worry, I know where these are, and I will get them for you tomorrow!"
Qu Le said: "Then I'll leave it to you."
"It's a small thing, it's my honor to be able to help you," Lan Yin carefully folded the list and put it into his clothes, said goodbye and left.
Lan Yin's work efficiency was very high. He sent the collected materials to the Holy Girl Building early the next morning. Because Qu Le mainly lacked various insects, and most of them were alive, Lan Yin sent them
They are all bamboo baskets. There are more than twenty bamboo baskets of various sizes. Each basket is tightly locked with a lid to prevent the insects from escaping. There is a note on the outside indicating what kind of insects are inside.
Qu Le was very satisfied to see how careful and considerate he was in doing things. She asked about the price, but he refused to tell her.
Qu Le simply took out a silver ingot and stuffed it into his hand. He took it and was unwilling to accept it. In the end, he was forced to have no choice but to say helplessly: "You are a saint, if you can succeed,
Learning the art of refining voodoo will benefit the entire southern Xinjiang in the future. Helping you learn to refine voodoo medicine is the duty of every southern Xinjiang person, so I really can't accept the money." If he had lost his mind, he would accept it.
Master Le's money will be beaten to the ground by the Saint's idiot fans later on. He doesn't want to enjoy such inhuman treatment!
Hearing what he said, Qu Le couldn't help but be slightly startled: "How do you say this?"
"You don't know. In the past, during the Eve Festival every year, the saint would personally distribute the jade Gu. Every person in southern Xinjiang could get an jade Gu, and then take it home and worship it carefully, praying for the descendants to continue the family and grow it.
Thirteen days later, another saint took back all these emerald Gu and sealed them in the underground altar. But for some reason, the ability of the previous saints to refine the Gu became weaker and weaker. In the first two saints, even the most ordinary ones could not
We can't even make the poisonous poison anymore," Lan Yin sighed helplessly, his dark eyes full of worry, "Without the jade poison, our heirs are getting thinner and thinner, and the number of people in the entire southern Xinjiang is decreasing year by year.
If this continues, I'm afraid that one day the people of Southern Xinjiang will completely disappear from this world."
Qu Le didn't believe that just one kind of Gu insect could help the people of southern Xinjiang continue to have heirs. Just thinking about it seemed unscientific, but then she thought about it and realized that she had even experienced such weird things as time travel.
This shows that there are many things in the world that cannot be explained by science alone.
Lan Yin put one hand on his chest and leaned forward: "God bless you, I hope you can learn the art of refining Gu and protect the bloodline of Southern Xinjiang."
After listening to what Lan Yin said, Qu Le, who originally planned to just learn to play, decided to correct her attitude and study the art of refining Gu seriously and hard. Even if this method may not be effective, she still wanted to give it a try, just like this.
She couldn't bear to see the people in southern Xinjiang extinct their children and grandchildren.
Qule specially opened a room for refining the poisonous medicine. After getting the materials, she started to stay in the room all day long tinkering with various poisonous medicines.
Xiaoyu knew that Gu medicine was related to the life and death of the entire Southern Xinjiang, so she never dared to disturb Master A Le from learning to refine Gu. However, sometimes Master A Le would forget the time when he was busy. If no one reminded him, Master A Le could even complete it in one day.
He skipped three meals, and it wasn't until Xiaoyu personally kicked in the door and pulled Master A Le out that Master A Le would remember that he hadn't eaten for a long time.
At this moment, Xiaoyu really wanted to kneel down for her.
After experiencing this kind of thing twice, Xiaoyu no longer dared to let her stay in the room to fend for herself. Every day, Xiaoyu would deliver the prepared meals to the door of the room on time, and then under Xiaoyu's gaze, Qu Le
I can only eat all the food in front of her.
As long as Qu Le ran out of materials, Lan Yin would immediately find ways to help her make up for it. Later, many people in the clan knew that the Holy Lady was learning to refine Gu medicine, and they all contributed their own collection of insect medicinal materials.
Qule's medicinal material library has been greatly expanded again.
While Qu Le was immersed in studying the art of refining Gu, Xiao Feng, who was far away in the palace of Wushuang City, was so angry that he almost lifted the table and roared because of the news Liu Changchang had inquired about. He took a deep breath and tried to tell himself to calm down.
But in the end he couldn't help it and punched the table!
There was a loud bang, which scared everyone to the ground and fell to their knees in silence.
Since Xiao Feng ascended the throne, his personality has become more and more unpredictable. There are very few things that can make him express his emotions, and it is even rarer that he is so angry that he smashes the table like now.
Facing the emperor's wrath, Liu Changchang shrank in fear. He kept complaining that he was so unlucky. He had been working back and forth for so long and finally came to such a result. It was really thankless and he wanted to cry.
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Xiao Feng stretched out his hands behind his back, like a furious lion, constantly walking back and forth, his brows were so tight that they could kill mosquitoes, and his eyes were so terrifying that they could kill people invisible. He gritted his teeth and said: "Please tell me more carefully.
Again, what happened after you went to southern Xinjiang? How did you get the news about Le Fei? Please explain every detail to me clearly. There can be no mistakes or omissions, otherwise I will kill you right now.
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So Liu Changchang recounted his experience from beginning to end: "When we arrived in southern Xinjiang, we began to secretly inquire about the whereabouts of Concubine Le, but there was no news until we almost couldn't hold it any longer.
At that time, the innkeeper revealed a piece of news to us, saying that there was a young girl who stayed in his inn for several days. Later, the girl followed their family to participate in the Eve Festival. After arriving near the altar,
Their family separated from the girl. The innkeeper took his family back early because he was concerned about his family business. On the second day after they came back, they learned that there was a fire near the altar and all the tents were burned down again.
The fire came so strangely that many people did not have time to run out and were all buried in the flames. The innkeeper said that they had not seen the girl since they came back. He suspected that the girl had been buried in the flames. In order to verify what the innkeeper said,
We deliberately went to the fire scene near the altar to check. The tent camp had indeed been burned to ashes, and there were several bodies burned beyond recognition. We later made inquiries and confirmed that the girl staying at the inn was indeed Le
Concubine Le, the innkeeper didn’t say anything either, so we all suspected that Concubine Le Concubine was actually… gone…” (To be continued)