On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

The abbot is mysterious and worried.

"Ruyu, tell me, do I have any connection with the witch doctor?"

Yan Ruyu was confused: "Why do you say that?"

"Look, let's look at the picture of the secret guard's heart together. None of you can see it. I'm the only one who saw the Ghost King. Of course, I'm not trying to avoid it, I just feel weird. Why am I the one who's different?"

The abbot made a grimace: "Ruyu, I'm worried. I'm a bad witch doctor."

Yan Ruyu: "..."

"You can rest assured about this. I also heard Linlang mention this witch doctor. She also said that those people are weird, but they are very strict if they want to become a witch doctor. Not just anyone can do it. Think about it, a tribe , there are only one or two witch doctors in total, how precious is it? "

"As for the theory of chance, you were probably originally a high-ranking monk with Buddha-nature. The Buddha said, "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"

The abbot's frown suddenly relaxed, and the boulder pressing on his heart was instantly pushed away.

"That's right, I haven't recited sutras or anything these days. I even forgot that I am a monk. Yes, yes, it must be because of this that the opportunity came to me."

"It must be, Ruyu, you are still the best."

The abbot regained his confidence, and his whole body was no longer depressed, but radiant.

At this time, Song Ping and others brought some bitter pomelo leaves and water, and Yan Ruyu left.

As soon as she left the yard, Yan Ruyu sighed softly, and the smile on her face gradually faded.

What the abbot said is not unreasonable.

What she said to the abbot was purely for comfort, but what the abbot said also made her worried.

As he was walking forward, he heard Linlang's voice.

"Master!" Linlang ran towards her with a smile.

"Linlang, you're back? How about it?"

"Everything is fine. The military camp has stabilized." Linlang's face turned red due to the wind, "I remember my master and came back quickly."

Yan Ruyu handed her the stove: "You're back just in time. Linlang, do you still remember that you told me about the witch doctor?"

At the mention of the witch doctor, Linlang's little face fell instantly: "Remember, none of those evil spirits are good people."

"Maybe this disease was caused by them."

Yan Ruyu asked: "Then have you ever heard of deep roots of love?"

Linlang said without thinking: "I heard that the more evil one is the method used by the saints of their tribe."

Yan Ruyu just wanted to see if there were any new clues, and was overjoyed when she heard what Linlang said.

"What's going on? Tell me carefully."

She took Linlang back to her yard, let Linlang warm up first, changed into comfortable clothes, and prepared hot tea and snacks.

Linlang squinted her eyes, like a happy little hamster.

"Master is so kind to me."

She kept eating and drinking and started talking.

"The leaders of the chieftain tribe are usually women. When they enter middle age, they begin to select the next leader. The new leader is trained from a girl child and must be a virgin. When they take over, they must choose the one they like. man."

Linlang took a sip of tea: "It's like a Han wedding, but it's just a matter of choice, not in the same room."

The headmaster was listening on the sidelines. He was both a virgin and a roommate, so he couldn't help but clear his throat to remind him.

Linlang blinked: "What's wrong with you? Your throat is not feeling good? Have a drink."

The boss: "..."

Yan Ruyu couldn't help laughing. She was a modern thinker and didn't think there was anything that Linlang couldn't say. Linlang herself was a foreigner and was far less conservative than the Han people when it came to matters between men and women.

Linlang continued: "The saint will not only choose one, but will choose several to plant love roots. Maybe because their techniques are not very mature, sometimes they will directly plant people to death, or they may not plant enough, anyway... Pick the best one to keep.”

She said it simply, but Yan Ruyu and the headmaster felt chills in their hearts.

"What about the ones that don't grow well?" asked the boss.

"Death, probably," Linlang sighed, with an angry tone, "None of them are good, from top to bottom! Some people can't die for a while, it's extremely painful."

Linlang was silent for a while and ate two snacks.

Yan Ruyu asked: "Is there any way to crack it?"

"Cracked?" Linlang thought for a while, "It should be possible, but I haven't heard of anyone who has succeeded."

"No, there was one successful one," Linlang suddenly remembered, "I also heard from my grandmother that the method to crack it is not easy. It seems to be talking about some chance and some kind of blood. Anyway, these two things are very rare."

"As early as more than a hundred years ago, when the previous generation of leaders was the leader, this happened once. Not long after they were planted, the man ran away desperately, but he met an opportunity and was rescued. Since then, they have often done Some tests were conducted to check whether people had another chance, and they also controlled many strange beasts in their own hands. "

This is in line with the current situation and is almost the same as what Miaomiao said.

After Linlang finished speaking, she also had enough to eat and drink: "Master, why do you suddenly ask about this?"

"Because our people are rooted in racism."

"What?!" Linlang jumped up suddenly, his eyes widening, "Where are the people from the Tai Chief Tribe? Have you caught them? I'm going to take a look."

"It's just a guess," Gu Rongrong told her not to worry, "Now we have found a way to solve it."

Linlang was surprised: "There is already a way to crack it? Can I take a look? I only heard it from my grandmother, and she also heard about it. It was more than a hundred years ago."

"Okay, let's take a look together later."

Yan Ruyu readily agreed, and Linlang asked again: "It's hard to find someone with a chance, who is it? The master is indeed a fairy, blessed with good luck, so he can find someone so hard to find quickly."

The headmaster silently glanced at Linlang. This little girl was not so sweet before. Why does her tone of voice... sound like Beibei's?

Yan Ruyu was also amused by her: "It's the master. He happens to be the one who has the opportunity. Hasn't the little hairball been ours a long time ago? It is the king of poison, and it has both."

When Linlang heard that he was a master, he was even more impressed.

Being idle is also boring. I guess the abbot is about to take a bath, so I am going to take a look.

Just after leaving the yard, Song Ping came to report the news.

"Princess, the steward of the Shen Mansion is here, saying that he has something to ask for."

Yan Ruyu nodded: "Ask him to wait in the front hall."

After saying that, he turned to Linlang and asked: "Did Yin Ding come back with you?"

"We're back. Yintuo will go to the small courtyard first. Doctor Cao said that he should go to the medicine hall and write down a medicine order. They will all be back soon."

"Okay, you go first, I'll go to the front hall." Yan Ruyu said to Linlang and the headmaster, "By the way, I'll invite the prince to come to the front hall."

"Yes."

Yan Ruyu happened to be thinking about the housekeeper who had just left Shen's house. She wanted to confirm what Lu Si said to housekeeper Shen.

You can't just listen to Lu Si's words.

Butler Shen didn't dare to sit in the front hall. He was holding a bunch of things in his hand and felt uneasy.