Ji Rouer said a clueless word, which made Hao Dong and the others confused, but they faintly felt a trace of something wrong in their hearts. After glancing at each other, the shopkeeper Dong pulled the man surnamed Qian to his side and whispered a few words in his ear.

The actions of the two were seen by Ji Rou'er, but they only smiled coldly and ignored them. Pick up a blank piece of paper from the table, soak the lower right corner of the paper with saliva, then take it out and blow it gently.

"The little woman has been practicing medicine for many years, and she doesn't dare to say that she is well-informed, but she also knows that people's hearts are sinister, so she thought of a way to protect herself."

As she spoke, Ji Rouer held the blank paper in her hand high so that the onlookers could see it clearly.

"Huh! It was a blank piece of paper just now, but now there is color in the corners? ”

A person who was closer to Ji Rou'er suddenly said loudly.

Hearing this, the others hurriedly stretched their necks to look, and sure enough, they saw three purple arcs in the lower right corner of the paper.

"Miss Ji, what kind of spell have you become, I can see clearly, it was still a blank sheet of paper with nothing just now."

After the onlookers saw the purple arc, someone asked out loud.

"The little woman is just a little skilled in medicine, where can she do tricks. It's just that I smeared the juice of purple ling's seeds on the nail of the little finger of my right hand, and scratched the paper a few times with my fingernail when writing the prescription. The sap of the purple lings seed itself is colorless, and when mixed with saliva, it becomes this faint purple color. ”

Ji Rouer replied with a smile.

After hearing Ji Rou'er's words, the few people in the crowd who were holding prescriptions hurriedly followed Ji Rou'er's example, and after the saliva on the paper was blown dry, light purple arcs appeared. But some have one, and some have two.

"Oh, I see. On the first day, Miss Ji, the prescription you prescribed here is one line, and the prescription on the second day is two lines, and today is the third day of Miss Ji's free clinic here, so three lines are drawn on the paper in your hand, I am right, Miss Ji. ”

A man with a prescription shouted in a flash of realization.

"Exactly."

Ji Rouer replied with a smile and nodded.

"Yesterday, this Aunt Qian did see a doctor here and prescribed medicine. But I remember it very truly, and the prescription clearly says that flax is one penny, and dried ginger is two taels, and there will be absolutely no mistake.

The prescription in this little brother Qian's hand, whether it is paper, ink marks or handwriting, is exactly the same as the prescription I started with, but the dosage of flax and dried ginger is completely opposite.

This is a little strange, did I write the wrong dose and kill Aunt Qian? Or is there someone who forged a prescription and deliberately blackmailed him? ”

The old Taoist priest also reacted at this time, grabbed the placket of the man surnamed Qian, and shouted with red ears on his face.

"Kid of the Qian family, don't you keep accusing Miss Ji of poisoning your mother. Okay, now prove it to the big guy, whether the prescription in your hand is a forgery or not. And you... What about people? ”

After all, the old Taoist priest has been wandering the rivers and lakes for most of his life, but at first he was confused because he was worried about Ji Rou'er's lawsuit for eating people's lives, but at this time, he woke up and realized that Hao Dong and the others were most likely in the same group as this Chen family boy, and their purpose was to run for Ji Rou'er. turned his head and was about to reveal the true face of the shopkeeper Dong and Hao Dongjia, but it turned out that the two had disappeared, and he suddenly jumped to his feet in anger.

"Hmph, what you say is fake is fake, my mother is dead, and you can't let you fool around with this matter. Brothers, smashed the stall of Xiao Niangpi, stripped her clothes and bought them in the kiln, but you can't let Xiao Niangpi continue to harm people. ”

Facing the old Taoist's questioning, the man surnamed Qian not only did not have the slightest fear, but pushed him away with a cruel smile, and waved his arms and shouted at the few people who came with him.

It's soft and can't do it, and I'm going to go straight to the hard one.

"In broad daylight, Lang Lang dry... Oops! ”

Some people in the crowd couldn't stand it, and pointed at the man surnamed Qian and scolded him, but before he could finish speaking, he was hit by the man surnamed Qian with a punch in the door, and his face was covered with blood and fell to the ground.

"And that damn dare to meddle!"

The man surnamed Qian shouted viciously.

The faces of the onlookers changed, and they retreated timidly.

"Hey, hey, brothers, come on!"

The scene was suppressed, and the man surnamed Qian, along with the rest of the people, smiled lewdly and surrounded Ji Rou'er.

"I'm fighting with you!"

The old Taoist priest was pushed down before, and at this time, he didn't care about the pain and numbness in his buttocks, so he got up from the ground and threw himself at several people with a sad roar.

But as soon as the old Taoist priest's body pounced, he felt that his belt was being pulled by someone, and then he was pulled back by a huge force, until he retreated to Ji Rou'er's side.

The old Taoist priest was wondering how Ji Rouer had such a strange power, and then he saw that Lao Yang Tou was also standing on the other side of Ji Rouer with a strange face, and the belt was also held by Ji Rouer in his hand.

Several people led by the man surnamed Qian approached, and Ji Rouer glanced at the crowd, but saw that Rong Fei had a wicked smile on his face and did not mean to help at all.

Bad apple!

Ji Rou'er scolded in her heart, and was about to use her spiritual power to clean up the few people who were approaching, but at this time, a woman's roar sounded in the crowd.

"My aunt can't stand it anymore, don't blame me for turning my face if you dare to stop it."

Before the words fell, a figure flew out of the crowd, condescendingly rushing towards the man surnamed Qian.

"Grandma beat you villains to death!"

"Oh, why don't you stop my junior sister."

"You are a senior brother who didn't stop you, how can I do it if I'm just a junior brother."

"It's okay now, and when I go back, I will be punished by the master again."

"Senior sister is really... It's so grumpy! ”

The two young Taoist priests in the crowd sighed.

Usually, a woman surnamed Rong is light and can say that her body is as light as a swallow, but for Murong Qiushui, it is more appropriate and realistic to use an eagle to hit Mao Zhi.

Murong Qiushui has a charming face and a plump body, which should have given the viewer a beautiful reverie, but at this time, her face was hideous and fierce, and her two slender jade hands were in the shape of eagle claws, and each grabbed towards the door of one person's face.

Ji Rou'er heard the wind whistling in her ears, and immediately shouted urgently.

"Girl, don't hurt anyone!"

When Murong Qiushui heard this, his hands turned into claws and slapped the two of them in the chest, and the two of them were slapped out of the air amid two screams. After landing on the ground, he raised his foot and kicked on the left knee of the man surnamed Qian, and in the sound of broken bones, the man surnamed Qian howled miserably and fell down.

But Murong Qiushui didn't plan to let him go, grabbed his collar with one hand and lifted the whole person, and slapped him with the other.

"Bastard... Brute... Dog thief... Slut... The surname Rong... Kill you..."

After kicking the knee of the man surnamed Qian, Murong Qiushui wanted to kick him away again, but somehow he slapped him in the face.

After slapping twice, I unexpectedly found that the stuffiness that had been accumulated in my heart these days had dissipated a lot, and my mood was inexplicably better, so I fanned even harder, and even subconsciously regarded the man surnamed Qian as the hateful guy and shouted out.

Rong Fei in the crowd heard it clearly, and after twitching his cheeks a few times, he pulled up the flower demon and turned to leave.

"That little sister can't be the one whose surname is Rong, right? What did you do to make people hate you so much? Beginning and ending up or empathy? ”

The gossip soul of the flower demon burned brightly.

"You don't have much contact with the Terrans, but you know a lot, don't you think it's strange?"

Rong Fei changed the subject very naturally.

"It seems strange to hear you say that. A lot of things pop out of the blue, and it's... It is... Oops, I can't tell. ”

The flower demon really hit the plan, tilted his head and thought seriously.

On the other side, Ji Rou'er saw that the man surnamed Qian had been beaten and his face was full of flowers, and he had a lot of anger and little intake, so she hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Murong Qiushui's right hand and persuaded him.

"This sister, if you continue to fight, you will die."

Murong Qiu subconsciously wanted to say what about human life, but Rong Fei's figure flashed in his mind, and the arm that wanted to break free was finally let Ji Rou'er hold on.

"Humph! This kind of rotten person deserves to be killed. ”

Murong Qiushui muttered angrily and threw the half-dead man surnamed Qian to the ground.

Although the other two guys who came with the man surnamed Qian were not injured, they were so frightened that their faces were colorless, and when they turned around to escape, they were knocked out by Murong Qiushui with two spiritual auras in the air.

The man surnamed Qian and his group of five people were all subdued, and Ji Rou'er saw that Murong Qiushui had no intention of killing again, so she smiled and said.

"Thank you sister for coming to the rescue, Ji Rouer is so polite."

"Hmph, it's a little meaning, don't take it to heart."

Murong Qiushui waved his hand and replied indifferently, and then as if he remembered something, he stared at Ji Rou'er for a while before twisting his eyebrows and asking.

"Hey, you're also a monk, otherwise how could you hold my arm steadily."

"It's just nine grades, where can I get into my sister's eyes."

"Ha, so I'm too troublesome, and you can repair these guys yourself, why are you delaying it?"

Murong Qiushui asked suspiciously.

Ji Rouer didn't answer when she heard this, but said after saluting again.

"Haven't asked my sister's name yet?"

"What do you ask for advice or not, my name is Murong Qiushui, and I am the world's walking and saint of Qiankun Temple. You are also a monk, so you should know about the Qiankun view. ”

Murong Qiushui proudly swaggered.

Rong Fei had told Ji Rou'er about what happened in the Immortal Division that day, so when Murong Qiushui slapped the man surnamed Qian and inadvertently shouted out the surname Rong, Ji Rou'er had already guessed Murong Qiushui's identity.

Originally, after Ji Rou'er heard Rong Fei's story, she thought that Murong Qiushui was the kind of person who was arrogant and domineering, relying on his life experience to act wrong, but when she saw it today, she realized that she was wrong to blame others.

Murong Qiushui is just a simple temper, but his nature is not bad.

The prejudice in her heart was eliminated, and Ji Rou'er became enthusiastic, grabbed Murong Qiushui's arm and thanked her uncontrollably.

"Dodge and dodge, the official handles the case, and the idlers retreat."

At this time, several officials from Kyoto Prefecture shouted to disperse the crowd and came over.

Seeing this, the old Taoist priest hurriedly greeted him and explained the matter in detail.

After hearing this, several officials were not ambiguous, took out the chains and handcuffed all five men surnamed Qian. One of the older officials caught a glimpse of Ji Rou'er and Murong Qiushui standing aside, and was stunned at first, then a trace of evil thought flashed in his eyes, and he pointed at the second daughter and shouted.

"You two will also go back to the yamen with us."