"Amitabha, I don't know what the donor is doing to find a poor nun?"

Fan Ruoxi looked at Mrs. Xuan Ni, who was in her thirties, dressed plainly, dressed in blue, holding Buddhist beads, but with kind eyebrows.

"Mrs. Shi, my name is Fan Ruoxi, and my sister's name is Fan Youyu." Fan Ruoxi got straight to the point, it was involved in the palace, she was very careful, for fear of disaster.

"It turned out to be Yu'er's sister."

"The donor knows a lot about our family?" Fan Ruoxi said with a smile.

"Amitabha, I just know a little bit."

"Master, do you know what happened yesterday?" When Fan Ruoxi came, he found that there were no traces of the fights at the scene, and the corpses were gone.

"I know a little bit about it, someone has come to look for it."

"What's wrong with Mrs. Shi?"

"Tell me the truth."

"How do you tell the truth?" Fan Ruoxi stood up.

"Yesterday, more than 20 people came to the nunnery to offer incense."

"Then those people were dealt with by the teacher?" Fan Ruoxi thought that after Xia Yu finished fighting with those people, she would fall, so who handled the scene? The closest is the owner of this nunnery.

"Amitabha." Master Xuan Ni didn't say yes, and he didn't say no.

Fan Ruoxi lowered his head and thought for a while, this teacher is too mysterious, it's okay, if you don't want to say it, you don't want to say it, and took out two hundred taels of silver tickets, "This is the sesame oil money I gave to the temple, thank you Mrs. Shi, farewell." ”

"Thank you, Amitabha."

Master Xuan Ni sent someone to send Fan Ruoxi, and she twisted the Buddha beads in the quiet room and bowed her head in contemplation.

Back in Yuxi Courtyard, seeing that the sky was a little gloomy, Fan Ruoxi didn't go out again, but drew a lot of things, preparing to find Fan Ruoshuang the next day.

In the evening, she went to the Qinglou to see a doctor, but today she felt very lively, and she thought it might be because the Chinese New Year was approaching.

In Qiao Man's room, after Fan Ruoxi finished diagnosing the last person, his tired wrist hurt a little, and Qiao Man smiled, "Childe, wrapping the slave family like you, and letting the slave family do nothing, there is another person, you are really strange." ”

"One more?"

"Well, it's just that the person's identity can't be said."

"Oh." Can't you say that half of it is not funny, Fan Ruoxi said, "Why is Flower Street so lively today?" ”

"Childe doesn't know, it's almost the New Year, there are activities in all floors, the lily girl in Wanhualou over there is a golden signboard, she has always been a performer and not a person, but on the fifteenth day of this month, she wants to sell the first night, so many sons went to inquire."

"That's right."

"That woman is full of charm, different from ordinary Qingqi, that lily is bold and spicy."

"Oh?" Fan Ruoxi crossed over, and she hadn't seen a very special Qinglou woman, she thought that this Qiaoman was bold enough.

"Do you want to see it then?"

"We'll talk about it then." Fan Ruoxi said and packed up the medicine box.

The next day, Fan Ruoxi went to Linglong Pavilion.

Fan Ruoshuang asked the maid to prepare good tea, but her face was still a little white, the last time the ninth sister was bitten into white bones by a dog, she made her a little nightmare, she said, "Eldest sister, I always feel that the ninth sister was targeting you that day." ”

"You see that?"

"Is it really?" Fan Ruoshuang's expression became a little annoyed, "Eldest sister, you said that you didn't offend her, why did she do this?" ”

"The brain is in the water, leave her alone, what do you think this is?"