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Zhang Qinglan made a trick to withdraw the spiritual power from the paper figurine, and the filthy whispers floating from a distance were silenced, and there was no more sound.

After tidying up the straps on his wrists, the young man deliberately stepped up and walked straight towards the group of people at the door.

Zhang Qinglan didn't want to hide anything, her aura could be called arrogant, naturally before he got close to the crowd, a few sharp-eyed people saw the uninvited visitor not far away.

The few men who were sitting on the ground quickly stood up, looking at the young man standing in front of him with vigilance.

The noisy group of people was completely silent, their sharp or cowardly eyes were glued to Zhang Qinglan's body, and everyone's face was mixed with a bit of defensiveness and suspicion.

The young man was tall and straight, his delicate face was illuminated by the radiance of fire, and his eyes, like lacquered stars, shone with unknown meaning in the night.

The scholar knelt in front of him for a long time in the evening, remembering this face.Recognizing the people around Ao Zhan, he was overjoyed.

Without waiting for others to respond, Xu Shusheng spoke on his own initiative: "Master, why are you here in the middle of the night? Did Master Ao answer..."

"No." Before the scholar finished speaking, Zhang Qinglan interrupted, and then said indifferently: "I just came to ask how long you plan to stay next to my master's mansion."

These words were ugly, and the tone was not very good. Coupled with the young man's already cold face, the irony became more intense.

The scholar's face became ugly, and the movement that was about to meet him stagnated, and he froze in place for a while, forcing a smile: "This..."

Hearing what Zhang Qinglan said, the women around the bonfire felt as if their thoughts had been pierced, and felt uncomfortable, and immediately lowered their faces: "You young man, why do you speak so badly?"

Zhang Qinglan turned her head when she heard the words, looked towards the crowd, and saw a four or five-year-old baby in the other party's arms, frowning.

Seeing that Zhang Qinglan didn't speak, the woman deliberately hugged the child's arms tightly, and murmured: "Our life is hard, without such a good master as Master Ao to protect us, we can only bear it when we are sick, even the medicine is not available. I can’t afford it.” While talking, he pretended to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, kept raising his eyes, and quietly looked at the face of the young man opposite him.

Zhang Qinglan could clearly see that the child in the opponent's arms had been infected with miasma, and the festering had spread from the fingertips to the back of the hand.The child was still young, he was afraid that he was too weak from the pain and had already passed out, so he didn't cry.

The woman's whole body was clean, and she didn't appear to be in any pain.

"That's right," the scholar couldn't stop. Hearing what the woman said, he seemed to suddenly think of something, stood aside and deliberately fanned the flames: "Young master, I heard that you were also from a poor family in the past. When you were begging, you happened to meet Ao. Master, being taken as a domestic slave by the master is the reason for today's glory and wealth."

"Since this is the case, why can't you be considerate of me waiting a little bit, why do you have to force me so hard?"

A thin man sitting in the corner listened to the words of the woman and the scholar, and even looked at the young man with a few traces of vicious resentment.

He spat to the side, stared at Zhang Qinglan and cursed in a low voice: "Bah, the lackey of a rich family."

Hearing the scholar suddenly mention her past, Zhang Qinglan raised her eyebrows in surprise.

It wasn't because of anything else, but he suddenly discovered that the behind-the-scenes person seemed to know more than he imagined.

The atmosphere on the scene was almost stagnant for a while.

Zhang Qinglan listened to some words on the opposite side that confuse right and wrong, but she still had that indifferent look on her face, her thin lips were lightly pursed, her eyelashes were drooping and she didn't speak.

The scholar thought he had poked Zhang Qinglan's sore foot, and was quite complacent.

I never thought that in the blink of an eye, when I didn't pay attention, I saw the figure of the young man who had been standing there obediently moving slightly.With a gust of cool wind blowing, only an afterimage remained on the spot.

There was a sudden cold streak on his neck, Xu Shusheng looked at a sharp dagger that suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, trembling with fright, his pupils constricted.

"My lord, what do you mean?" Swallowing a few mouthfuls, the scholar thought he couldn't lose his character, and fell to the ground with his strength, grinning at Zhang Qinglan and laughing a few times.

"Master Ao is always kind and generous, he is a good person, and now he doesn't want to argue with you foolish people," Zhang Qinglan held the dagger in his backhand, with the blade of the dagger pressed against the scholar's throat, with a sullen expression on his face: "Unfortunately, I am not."

"If you sincerely want to ask the master to help the world and save people, you will not be able to do things like chopping mountains and logging trees, and throwing water and rolling around."

The young man's voice was like ice, and it sounded gloomy in the scholar's ear. He squinted at the man in the corner and said coldly, "So what about running dogs? If the master is satisfied, what are you?"

Every time he said a word, the force of the dagger on the scholar's neck became stronger.

Soon, a faint smell of blood filled the air.

Xu Shusheng was already full of remorse at this moment, he only hated himself for being obsessed with ghosts for some reason, and was persuaded by the weird man who suddenly appeared in a few words. It was just ten boxes of jewelry and guaranteeing him that he would be the top student in high school, so he agreed to go up the mountain voluntarily. The townspeople together forced Ao Zhan to leave the city and go south.

"My lord," Xu Shusheng struggled with each other, reluctantly said: "We have no other choice."

"Half of the townspeople in the city are suffering from such a strange disease. The Bodhisattva said that if there is no medicine, they will die suddenly in six months."

Zhang Qinglan remained calm and turned her head to look at the others: "Is what he said true?"

A group of civilians had never seen Zhang Qinglan's formation before, they were so frightened that their hearts jumped, and a few clever people nodded frequently, and said in a panic: "Really, really."

"Everyone dreamed about it, Bodhisattva. The Bodhisattva himself said that if you don't get the life-saving medicine, those who get sick will die in half a year."

"We, we all dreamed about it, it can't be faked."

Only then did Zhang Qinglan slowly retract the dagger that was on the scholar's neck, lowering her eyes and saying, "What if I have medicine?"

The scholar was no longer threatened with his life, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, his knees softened, and he almost knelt in front of Zhang Qinglan Zhang Qinglan again.

But before he could relax for a long time, the other party's words suddenly exploded in the crowd like thunder!

The group of people's eyes lit up immediately, and they chatted and chatted: "What?! You have medicine?! You kid, don't lie to us!"

"The Bodhisattva said that the medicine can only be produced in southern Xinjiang. Do you have it? Could it be empty talk and bragging."

"Brother Li, you can't say that. This little brother works for the Ao family. Maybe he can really have it?"

"But even if his medicine can cure diseases, how many slaves can one have? Certainly not enough for half a city."

For a while, everyone was discussing, and the eyes they looked at Zhang Qinglan changed again and again. Originally, they were completely defensive, but now they were mixed with suspicion, eagerness, and even undisguised greed.

Zhang Qinglan seemed unaware of the reactions around him, and remained unmoved. The bonfire outlined his cold and hard face in the night.

Taking out the Qiankun bag from her bosom, Zhang Qinglan opened the mouth of the bag, took out a shiny pearl that was only the size of a thumb, put the pearl in the palm of her hand, and the old god said: "This thing is called Tianjihun Huandan , is a treasure that my master obtained from the deep sea by chance and coincidence."

"As long as you grind this pill into powder, mix it with water and take it, it only takes a few centimetres to cure all diseases and prolong your life."

As if confirming his words, the pearl floated slightly in Zhang Qinglan's palm, exuding a delicate and lustrous luster, everyone looked straight at it immediately, and no one questioned it.

Suddenly, at this moment!

Zhang Qinglan only felt a gust of cool wind coming from the back of her head, followed by a sharp pain in her shoulders and back.He was caught off guard and fell to the ground, and the pearl in the center of his palm rolled down to the ground and disappeared in a dark corner.

Forced to half-kneel on the ground, without the strength to move, Zhang Qinglan could only reluctantly turn her head back.

Seeing the big man who had been whispering to the scholar just now, standing behind him holding a wooden stick in his hand and panting heavily, looking at the pearl rolling all the way to the distance, a greedy look flashed in his eyes.

"Everyone, don't be fooled by his rhetoric!" The scholar jumped out just right at this time, seemingly anxiously said: "Has everyone forgotten? The Bodhisattva once said that our disease can't be cured except the medicine produced in southern Xinjiang. There is no cure."

The scholar wiped off the blood stains on his neck, looked down at the young man who had been beaten so helplessly, and completely forgot his regret just now.

Putting on a vigilant look on his face, the scholar continued: "The Bodhisattva said that if someone who holds a pill in his hand and claims to be able to cure everyone appears within three days, it must be an evil spirit in disguise. Confused."

"If anyone eats this elixir, he will definitely die from the poison immediately, and there is no cure."

After the words fell, dozens of townspeople looked at each other in blank dismay.

They clearly remembered... In their dreams, the Bodhisattva clearly did not say these words.

The scholar turned his head to signal the strong man surnamed Niu to escort Zhang Qinglan up, while he walked aside, picked up the sick girl who was kneeling next to him in the evening, and walked to the young man.

No one noticed that at this time, Xu Shusheng's eyes were faintly reddened, with traces of anomalous fierceness hidden. Compared with usual, he seemed to be a different person.

"As expected of a loyal dog of the Ao family..."

Xu Shusheng's complexion was gloomy, and there was a strange light in his pupils.He raised the girl's forearm, passed the festered fingertips all the way to the young man's lips, and said loudly: "Everyone, I'm not talented, I have a suggestion."

The scholar looked at Zhang Qinglan's current distressed appearance, and a hint of pleasure flashed in his heart: "Think about it carefully, everyone, since he is Master Ao's confidant, if even this person is infected with a strange disease, tell me, is Master Ao really sick? Will you agree to go south and ask for life-saving medicine for us?"

"Our lives are worthless, isn't Master Ao's own life worthless?"

The stench of festering flesh and blood came from the tip of the nose, Zhang Qinglan was dizzy from being hit by the stick, raised her eyes with difficulty, and looked coldly at the scholar in front of her.

There was a dead silence all around, but soon, the first echo sounded from nearby.

"That's right... I, I saw Master Ao kissing him before." A woman's eyes glowed with the same dark red light as that of the scholar, and she murmured, "Master Ao cares so much about him, he must not be willing to let others kiss him." Get sick."

"Hey, the two men are not disgusting."

"Xu's boy did a good job! He should be allowed to suffer from that strange disease like us!"

"That's right, maybe this person has already been possessed by an evil spirit. We are doing good deeds, doing good deeds...to eliminate harm for the people."

"Yes, eliminate harm for the people!"