Outside the gate of a house near the city gate in the south of Suzhou City, Yuan Quanquan looked up at the plaque above the door. Book "Zhao Mansion".

This is the home of Zhao Xiuhe, the shopkeeper of Xiuhe Hall.

Looking at the momentum of this house, this Zhao Xiuhe's family background is also good.

He pouted at Xiao Zhi and motioned for her to knock on the door. Xiao Zhi stepped forward, patted the closed door very gently, and shouted, "Excuse me, is anyone at home?" ”

Even after shouting three times, no one came to open the door, and no one answered. Xiao Zhi walked back to the side of the Yuan Quanquan and shook her head: "Miss, it seems that the owner of this house is not at home, no one!" ”

Yuan Quanquan looked at the closed door thoughtfully, and after a while, he turned his head to look at the meditation and asked him for advice.

Meditation is a nosy person, but his princess has a heart to help others, what is she going to do...... Then he will give the most powerful support behind the scenes.

I was about to climb over the wall and enter in the most direct way, and even the posture was set, but I heard the sound of "squeak-", and the closed door suddenly opened slowly, and half of a vigilant face poked out of it.

"Who are you looking for?" The one who opened the door was a middle-aged woman in her forties, who only opened the doorkeeper half an arm's width wide, and the whole person blocked behind the door, and her eyes swept over several people in the Yuan circle with puzzled eyes.

The Yuan Circle was ready to "take off", and when he saw the door open, he withdrew from the arms of the meditation cultivator, stepped forward quickly, stood in front of the door and smiled with the woman: "Hello, may I ask if this is Zhao Xiuhe's home?" ”

The look on the woman's face was really not friendly, her two single-eyelid triangular eyes narrowed slightly, her head was slightly raised when she looked at people, and she was silent for a while before replying: "Our young lady's name is indeed Zhao Xiuhe, who are you?" What's the matter? ”

Although the other party treated each other with a cold face, the Yuan Quanquan still greeted each other with a smile, and explained his intention very kindly: "Oh, that's right, we are from the capital, and we are here for your young lady, and I want to ask her to embroider a silk fan for us." ”

Under the pretext, what Yuan Quanquan used to do was to cheat and deceive, although now it is a golden basin, but at this time it is a special situation, no need to use some tricks, how can she see Zhao Xiuhe, how can she figure out the truth behind the matter?

After listening to Yuan Quanquan's words, the middle-aged woman did not open the door to welcome them in, but began to drive people away with some impatience: "Let's go, my young lady hasn't taken jobs recently, and she won't embroider for you, so you go quickly!" With that, he closed the door directly.

The Yuan Circle was relatively close to the door, and the woman simply closed the door neatly, and the door panel almost hit her nose.

looked confused at the re-closed door, and after a while, Yuan Huanhuan rolled his eyes and complained: "What kind of person is this!" ”

The meditation cultivator stepped forward and took the person into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her on the tip of the nose, and said softly: "Do you need this king to come out?" ”

Yuan Quanquan waved his hand, "No, when we're out, let's keep a low profile." ”

Hearing this, the meditation cultivator pursed his lips and chuckled.

Low profile? Why didn't you keep a low profile when Bai Yan happened before?

However, the Devil King, who spoiled his wife, did not refute, and only said "um" in a smiling voice, "The small circle can do whatever it wants, there is a place where this king is needed, even if he speaks, this king doesn't want the small circle to be wronged." ”

The Yuan Circle gave him one.

After being out of the school, it was unfavorable to eat a closed door, and the Yuan Circle thought about it and decided to start from the other side.

Doesn't it mean that many people in the city who bought Xiuhetang fans have been inexplicably sick in the past half a month? Then she will go and find these unlucky people who have "won the lottery"!

This matter is not a big deal in Suzhou City, but it is not a small matter that no one knows.

Yuan Quanquan pondered for a while, and decided to go back to the inn to rest first, and visit those "lucky people" early tomorrow morning.

When he returned to the inn and passed the counter, the innkeeper saw that Yuan Quanquan was holding a fan in his hand - the other one was in Yuan Xiaobao's hand, his expression was a little surprised, and he said loudly: "This lady, you fan...... Did Xiuhetang buy it? ”

Yuan Huanhuan waved the round silk fan in her hand, and the cool breeze blew her very comfortably, and she smiled without pressure: "Yes! ”

When the shopkeeper heard that it was really Xiuhetang's fan, he hurriedly came out from behind the counter and kindly persuaded: "Madam, this Xiuhetang's fan is useless." I advise you, it's better to throw it away! ”

Yuan Quanquan naturally knew that the shopkeeper was kind, but there was a certain skeleton ghost by her side, but she didn't worry about getting sick at all.

After thanking the shopkeeper for his kindness, Yuan Quanquan shook the fan and went upstairs without much care.

When I was in Xiuhetang before, because there were outsiders, it was inconvenient to say some things, so I didn't say it in the Yuan Circle. Now that there were only two people in the room, she and the cultivator, and Yuan Quanquan boldly spoke.

"Beitang, do you see anything about these two fans? Is it really evil? ”

Yuan Quanquan is using her husband as a police dog.

Meditation was happy to be her exclusive police dog, smiled, and said, "Yes, but it's very weak. ”

"In this way, what the shopkeeper said is still true. Most of the people who buy fans are sick because of the evil spirit on the fan. ”

In other words, Xiuhe Hall...... Or to be more precise, Zhao Xiuhe has a problem!

It's either a ghost, or there's something unclean around her.

has already made a preliminary judgment, and then wait for tomorrow to investigate carefully, Yuan Quanquan will not believe it, she will not be able to find the truth of the matter!

Early in the morning of the second day, the Yuan Circle was pressed to the bed by meditation. He was forcibly tired of it for half an hour, and then after breakfast, he went straight to the homes of those who were sick because of the fans he found yesterday.

The first one "visited" was a high-ranking family, surnamed Yu, which was a row in the city of Suzhou. Top 3 rich people. The eldest lady of this family suddenly fell ill a few days ago, and she couldn't recognize anyone, so she only talked nonsense, and she didn't know what she said.

The head of the Yu family, that is, Miss Yu's father, has invited many doctors to come for treatment, but none of them have been diagnosed, and a bunch of medicines have been prescribed, but they are of no use.

Yuan Quanquan claimed to know how to heal, pretended to be a doctor and entered the Yu Mansion, claiming that he could cure Miss Yu's illness.

The family also rushed to the hospital in a hurry. As soon as they heard that someone could cure their precious daughter, they quickly invited the Yuan Circle and the Meditation Circle respectfully in.

Master Yu looks like he is in his early forties, he looks pretty good, and in the eyes of the Yuan circle, he is a middle-aged handsome guy.

At this time, this middle-aged handsome man looked gloomy and bleak, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes were blank, as if he was worried because of his daughter's illness.

"What do you call them?" Although he was anxious about his daughter's illness, this Master Yu still had the number of courtesies he should have, and personally received the Yuan Circle and meditation cultivation, and beckoned his subordinates to serve tea.

Yuan Quanquan sat down generously, "My surname is Yuan, this is my old ...... My husband, surnamed Beitang. I almost blurted out "This is my husband", Yuan Quanquan changed his words in time, with a smile on his face.

The Yu family is a big family in Suzhou City, the business is very big, and Master Yu is also a person who has seen the world, no matter how the two people in front of him are in terms of appearance and temperament, just by their clothes, he can also see that they are not ordinary people.

But at this time, what is the identity of the other party and what is the purpose of taking the initiative to come to his house, he can't care so much. As long as he can diagnose what disease his daughter has and cure her, he doesn't care if you are an emperor or a rogue beggar.

"It turned out to be the son of Beitang and the lady of Beitang." After a little greeting, the two sides brought the topic to business.

"My husband and I traveled around and heard that Suzhou fans are famous all over the world, so I thought we would come here and bring some back as gifts to relatives and friends. When I came to Guibao Land yesterday, I heard that many people in the city were inexplicably sick, and some people could not even find out the cause of the disease. It's weird. Yuan Quanquan's words were so literary and toned that the meditation cultivator next to him looked at her with interest, with a small smile in his eyes.

As soon as he mentioned this, Master Yu couldn't stop sighing, feeling that there were several more wrinkles on his forehead, "Hey, it's really strange!" The little girl is in good health on weekdays, she doesn't even get the cold, and her temperament is also docile and polite. But for some reason, I suddenly fell ill a few days ago, and I didn't recognize anyone, even if I couldn't recognize people, I kept muttering some nonsense in my mouth. When we asked her, she answered in a mixed voice, and now it is rumored outside that the little girl is ...... Lose your marbles. ”

Yuan Quanquan and Shen Xiu listened to Master Yu's description of Miss Yu's condition, looked at each other, and became more and more sure of the guess in their hearts.

"Can you take us to see Miss Yu?" After all, it's just speculation, and you still have to see someone to determine what the situation is.

Master Yu did not shirk, and hurriedly led the way, leading Yuan Quanquan and others to his daughter's boudoir.

Before entering the door, I heard a low sob, and after entering the house, I bypassed the screen, and Yuan Quanquan saw the bed. There was a young woman of about seventeen or eighteen years old, with her head bowed and muttering something in her mouth. And beside the bed, a woman with coiled hair was wiping her tears with a handkerchief, with a sad face.

Presumably they are Miss Yu and Mrs. Yu.

When Mrs. Yu saw Master Yu coming in, followed by several strangers with extraordinary temperaments, she stopped crying for a while, raised a pair of eyes that were red from crying, and asked, "Master, ...... they are?"

"These two are here to treat Yu'er."

The jade in Master Yu's mouth is his daughter, the bed. The girl who has been "talking to herself".

Xu had experienced too many "quacks" before, and Mrs. Yu didn't have much hope for this doctor who suddenly came to the door, and only glanced at the Yuan Circle and Meditation Cultivation before turning her eyes away.

This looks like a doctor, and he doesn't even have a medical kit.

I guess I heard the news again and cheated money!

Turning his head in disappointment, he looked at the bed. On her own daughter, Mrs. Yu shed tears again.

"My poor jade......"

Yuan Quanquan didn't care about Mrs. Yu's attitude, he only took a step forward, observed Miss Yu a little, and listened to what she said.

Although she said it very lightly, the Yuan Circle still heard it clearly.

She has been repeating three sentences, which are "It's mine", "I'm better than you", and "Why".