Jun Qinglan stopped talking and sat quietly on the bench to drink water. She put her finger on the edge of the cup and tested the temperature, but it was not hot, so she pushed the cup in front of the ingot: "Drink water." ”

Yuan Bao frowned, but he didn't reach out to take it: "In the past, my father fed me water. ”

He said this with a sense of reason, as if he did not feel the slightest inappropriateness. He looked at Rong Han with his eyes, but the indifferent man only held the sword and did not move.

"Huh." Jun Qinglan chuckled: "You're six years old, and you still have to be fed to drink water?" Are you a cripple? ”

Yuanbao's face flushed: "I'm not, it's just that my father said that I am different from others and don't need to waste my physical strength for some unnecessary things." ”

Yuanbao's voice became smaller and smaller, but his face became more and more red. Apparently, he himself had realized that his words seemed very inappropriate.

Jun Qinglan nodded towards the cup with a slightly calm face: "Drink it yourself." ”

Yuan Bao bit his lip, as if he had a fear from his heart for the smoking cup. However, Jun Qinglan's indifference forced him to overcome his fear, and he reached out to pick up the cup. I closed my eyes and took a sip without a head or a brain.

"It's hot!" Yuan Bao quickly swallowed the water in his mouth, and there were tears in his eyes. Poor Baba glanced at Jun Qinglan, and then looked at the cup in his hand.

"Finish drinking." Jun Qinglan said lightly.

"If it's hot, I'll drink it later, why embarrass a child." Jiang Yufan said that he couldn't stand it, and he was about to take down the cup in the hand of the ingot.

"Sit down!" Jun Qinglan drank coldly in a low voice: "If you burn once, you will suffer a loss, and you will naturally know how to drink water next time." ”

"Ingot Treasure." The woman's cold eyes stared at the child locked on the corner of the table and said, "I don't care how Fulai taught you before, but as long as you stay with me for a day, you have to do your own things." Unless you're willing to admit that you're a brainless idiot, I can allow someone to serve you water and clothes. ”

"I'm not a waste, and I'm not a fool!" Yuan Bao frowned: "I can naturally do my own things by myself, and I don't need to be served." ”

Seeing him take small sips of water by himself, Jun Qinglan looked away.

"When will Zen Master Daoshan come out?"

Jun Qinglan looked at Xuankong and said.

"The old man has already come, and when he saw Jun Xiaoyou, he didn't come in to disturb this good show." Daoshan stood at the door with a smile, his fingers slowly brushing his beard: "Jun Xiaoyou and this little friend, if they can endure humiliation for half their lives, they will definitely not be in the pool in the future." Not bad, not bad. ”

Jun Qinglan sighed in her heart when she heard this. The word forbearance and humiliation is not something that can be used casually, what does this old monk know? I hope others don't pay attention.

"Forbearance?" Jiang Yufan blinked, his eyes on Jun Qinglan and Yuanbao: "I thought your life was very good now, it turned out that you were living a very humiliating life?" Do you two have any grievances? ”

"There's no such thing." Jun Qinglan waved his hand: "Master don't want to change the topic, I came here today to find you." There is a question that is very important in the case of Fortune and it is important that you answer it truthfully. ”

Daoshan only hooked the corners of his lips slightly, and did not argue with her, but there was a clear understanding in his eyes: "Jun Xiaoyou has a problem, just say it." ”

"Could you please tell me how many mandala flowers you gave to Elder Qingyuan at the beginning?"

Daoshan raised his eyebrows and glanced sideways at Xuankong. Xuankong breathed and condensed, and waved his hand again and again: "The little monk did not inform the monarch of the prescription, it was the monarch who guessed the prescription himself." ”

Daoshan sighed: "I can't blame you for this, in front of such a group of people, I'm afraid there are no secrets to speak of." ”

"The origin of the mandala has to start with the old monk Du'er. Last time, the old man mentioned to you about Do'er's life experience, and when he became an adult, he very much hoped to meet the miracle doctor who saved the lives of his mother and son. Later, I was fortunate enough to meet the descendants of the miracle doctor, and the two had a very happy conversation, and when the man left, he gave him many precious medicinal herbs, among which were mandala flowers. ”

Daoshan's voice paused slightly: "When Du Ertong Lao Gao came to Puning Temple, he heard that Qingyuan was very sick, so he took out all the mandala flowers in his hand, and Lao Gao handed them all over to Qingyuan. Now, there is no flower left in the old man's hands. ”

"Master, do you remember how many mandala flowers you gave to Elder Qingyuan at the beginning? It would be nice if there was a specific quantity. ”

"The old man didn't count it carefully, I'm afraid I won't be able to help Jun Xiaoyou. But Lao Ke remembered that when Du Er handed over the bag and prescription containing the mandala flowers to Lao Ga, he said that the flowers in it were enough for three months, and Qingyuan's illness could be completely controlled. However......"

However, this is not the case.

Jun Qinglan groaned slightly, Qingyuan had only had an asthma attack for more than a month. And Xuankong said that the mandala flower was about to run out, which was too different from what Daoshan said.

"You little monk is a little too unrealistic." Jiang Yufan sneered and said, "The three-month supply of flowers will be used up in a month, how is it possible?" Tell me, did you hide it yourself? ”

"Never." Xuankong waved his hand again and again with a bitter face: "The little monk has absolutely no private collection, Uncle Taishi, you must believe in the little monk." ”

The little monk's face was red, his eyes stared at Daoshan for a moment, and he wanted to cry.

"Then you can tell me, how can you use the original three-month supply of medicine in more than a month?" Jiang Yufan squinted his eyes and said: "It's useless to pretend to be pitiful, the master has seen more people who are more pitiful than you in Jinyiwei's Zhao Prison." ”

"The little monk didn't lie, Uncle Taishi, save the little monk." Xuankong fell to his knees with a puff, grabbed the corner of Daoshan's robe, and burst into tears: "The little monk doesn't want to go to Zhaojiao. ”

"Don't speak in front of the Buddha." Daoshan looked at Xuankong and said in a deep voice: "If you say that you are wronged, you will tell what you have done. There is a general reason why the three-month supply is only used for more than a month. The reason for this is known only to you. ”

"I ......" Xuankong groaned slightly, and suddenly raised his eyes: "The little monk knows." The prescription given by Uncle Taishi is to roast the mandala flowers and crush them into powder, and smoke them, and the amount of each dose is not large. However, when the ancestor asked to take it, he could only boil the medicine into a soup, and naturally he had to increase the amount of medicine. The little monk thought that this should be the truth. ”

Jun Qinglan pondered for a moment: "Little Master, please get up, we came today to visit the patient, not to investigate the case." When you encounter something related to Elder Qingyuan, you should ask a few more words, don't be afraid. ”

"Does the donor believe in the little monk?" Xuankong looked at Jun Qinglan and refused to move.

"I'd like to believe it."

Xuankong breathed a sigh of relief and stood up and saluted: "Thank you, donor." ”

Jiang Yufan looked at Jun Qinglan silently, willing to believe it? This is far from believing! That is, this little monk's brain is too simple, so he will believe her unintentional nonsense.

"Let's go." Jun Qinglan took Yuanbao's hand and turned around and walked towards the outside of the courtyard.

"Just leaving?" Jiang Yufan blinked, indicating that he didn't understand Jun Qinglan's behavior of saying that he would leave. Aren't you asking about the case? Why did the little monk leave as soon as he cried and knelt? Why didn't you see that she was such a kind and soft-hearted person before?

"I've been bothering Elder Qingyuan for so long, what are you doing if you don't leave?" Jun Qinglan didn't look at Jiang Yufan, and said lightly.

"But ......." Jiang Yufan scratched his head, but there was no clue about the Fulai case. The mandala flowers that finally appeared have also been used up, so how unwilling are you to leave now?

However, the man's slender and slender figure did not even pause for half a minute, and he was about to walk out of the west courtyard almost in the blink of an eye. What's the use of leaving him here alone?

"You wait for me." Jiang Yufan hurriedly chased after him, and a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind: "You...... Do you already have an idea for this case? ”

Jun Qinglan only gave a sigh of gratitude, but did not explain.

"Really?" Jiang Yufan's eyes lit up: "Tell me what's going on?" ”

The man was sticky to Jun Qinglan like kraft candy, and Yuan Bao glanced at him lightly: "Don't you know everything that your father-in-law knows?" Can't think for yourself? ”

Jiang Yufan took a stroll at his feet, and almost choked on Yuanbao's words and vomited blood. Is it really good to stab a knife in someone's heart mercilessly like this?

"Don't you know nothing?" Jiang Yufan felt that if he didn't say something, he would collapse.

Yuan Bao raised his face and smiled sweetly at him: "I'm just a child." ”

So, what do you compare to a child?

Jiang Yufan clutched his chest, completely messy in the wind. When Li Congyao walked past him, he was desperately picking at the bark of the tree beside him with his nails.

"If you don't mind, you can come along."

Li Congyao's voice is tantamount to heaven. Jiang Yufan never found out that Li Congyao was such a lovely person. The empathetic makes people's hearts drunk.

"Don't mind, I don't mind at all. Hahaha. ”

The man's hearty and heroic laughter attracted the attention of countless people, but Jiang Yufan didn't mind at all. Look, look, the master is in a good mood.

Yuan Bao stared at him silently for a moment, then looked away with disdain. Such a big person, like a fool!

"You go first, I'll go to the hut where the crime occurred and have a look, and then meet in the Duanwang Mansion later."

Jun Qinglan suddenly stopped when he came out of Puning Temple, and he didn't wait for everyone to deal with it. He walked away with the snow. Li Congyao didn't stop her, but only ordered people to go back to the house.

Jun Qinglan didn't leave for a long time, and it was only a cup of tea before Li Congyao and the others returned home. Rong Xi led her into Tingtao Pavilion, except for Li Congyao, there was only one Jiang Yufan left in the house, and Yuan Bao went back to Qinglu Garden with Rong Han.

"After running outside for a day today, did you get anything?" Li Congyao stretched his arms and let Rong Xi take off the big-sleeved shirt he was wearing outside.

"Yes." Jun Qinglan took a breath: "Fulai's case can basically be closed." ”