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Chapter 70: Making trouble at the Qin Mansion(1/2)

When the shopkeeper and the waiter saw that there was finally no movement, they slowly got out from under the counter. They looked up and saw Bai Muchi collapsed on the ground, dying, and they were immediately frightened and took a few steps back.

The shopkeeper immediately pulled the waiter behind him to him and ordered: "You, go and have a look."

"I, I don't dare." The waiter was pushed forward a few steps, then fell back in fear.

Seeing that the shopkeeper kept waving, he reluctantly came to Bai Muqi, turned his back to him with a trembling body and asked: "You, are you still alive?"

"Senior Bai", when Ji Nuan saw this, he quickly ran to Bai Muchi and squatted down, stretched out his hand to feel his breath, and finally felt relieved when he saw that he was still breathing.

When the waiter saw them coming in, he immediately ran behind the shopkeeper and hid, watching them nervously.

Song Wangchen immediately walked over, stretched out his hand and touched his neck. The blood that had been gushing out slowly stopped flowing out. He quickly carried him on his back and walked straight out of the inn.

Seeing this, Tang Siyan said disdainfully: "If you die, just die. He is not a good person anyway."

Seeing that both Cheng Xiaorou and Ji Nuan looked unhappy, he turned to the other side and whistled leisurely.

The two of them ignored him and quickly followed Song Wangchen's footsteps.

"Hey, wait for me!" Tang Siyan shouted and chased after him.

After everyone left, Ah Huai slowly got out of the wooden pillar. She was almost discovered by Zhu Xie just now, but fortunately she had the wit to hide in the pillar and escaped.

When the shopkeeper and waiter saw her walking out from the pillar, they immediately shouted: "Monster, monster!"

Ah Huai smiled evilly and slowly approached, and the two of them backed away with horror on their faces. Seeing that they could not dodge, the two fell to their knees with a thump, and kept begging for mercy: "Woman, please forgive me, Woman, please have mercy..."

"Haha..., Heroine? Didn't you call me a monster just now?"

Ah Huai lifted up the shopkeeper's collar and revealed his true face. He saw that the originally delicate face had turned into a wooden stake. The eyes on the wooden stake were blinking at him, and the extremely uncoordinated mouth was opening and closing.

Said: "Do you think I'm beautiful?"

The shopkeeper closed his eyes and trembled as he replied: "Beautiful, beautiful..."

"Hypocritical human race, you all deserve to die"!

Ah Huai suddenly became angry and threw him to the ground. The palm gradually turned into a vine and quickly wrapped around their necks, then tightened it tighter and tighter.

"Ah..., spare my life, spare my life..."

The two of them pulled at the cane desperately, begging for mercy, until their eyes widened and they could no longer say a word.

"Haha..." Ah Huai laughed and put away the cane, his wooden face changed back to his original beautiful face, and he slowly left with a proud step.

Ji Nuan and the others were completely unaware of all this. At this time, Song Wangchen had carried Bai Muchi to the door of Muxun's room. He knocked on the door with his sword, but there was no movement inside. He then kicked it

Opening the door and finding no one inside, he quickly put Bai Muqi on the bed and lay down, injecting spiritual power into him.

Ji Nuan nodded to Cheng Xiaorou, and the two immediately separated to look for Muxun.

Tang Siyan just caught up with them and saw them running away again. He immediately sat on the ground panting. He kept mumbling: "No more running, no more running, I'm exhausted."

Muxun was sitting on a stone bench under a banyan tree. He raised his head and took a big gulp of wine, praising angrily: "Good wine, good wine."

The wine was given to him personally by Bai Muqi before he left. If he hadn't thought that he would never come back, how could he, who was so addicted to alcohol, be willing to give the wine to others, even to his close friends.

"Uncle Mu, Uncle Mu..." Ji Nuan's voice reached her ears. Looking up, she was hurriedly looking around for him.

Ji Nuan searched for a while and finally saw Mu Xun's figure. She quickly ran to him and said breathlessly: "Uncle Mu, come with me to see Senior Bai! He is dying."

Mu Xun was confused, but seeing her impatient look, he covered the wine bottle and followed her quickly without asking a word.

When Tang Siyan saw the two people walking quickly, he stood up immediately

He came over, patted his clothes and looked at Ji Nuan with a smile.

The two of them couldn't care less about him and ran directly into the room. When they saw Bai Muchi dying on the bed, Mu Xun immediately ran over and stuffed a pill into his mouth before starting to feel his pulse.

Song Wangchen then retracted his hands and stood up, but his eyes kept staring at Muxun's movements, and there was a look of anxiety on his face.

Ji Nuan walked over slowly, held his hand, and gave him a sweet smile. That smile was like a spring breeze, and his frown finally relaxed a little. He grabbed her hand tightly and looked at her again.

Muxun.

Muxun quickly picked up his medicine box, picked up a bunch of silver needles, and prepared to apply the needle between Bai Muchi's neck. On the neck that was stained red with blood, even the acupuncture points could not be seen clearly, and his hand holding the needle could not even see clearly.

He was frozen in mid-air, making no move.

Seeing this, Ji Nuan quickly brought the copper basin and brocade handkerchief on the wooden stand, and gently wiped Bai Muchi with the wet brocade handkerchief. After a while, the brocade handkerchief turned bright red, and even the basin

The water in his body also turned into blood. And Bai Muchi's wound gradually became clearer. The wound was long and deep, and it was half-open at the moment, looking extremely terrifying.

Muxun then began to apply the acupuncture, and each stitch was carefully considered. After a long time, he finished the acupuncture. He breathed a long sigh of relief, and quickly took out a bottle of wound medicine from the medicine box and sprinkled it on the wound.

Then he slowly stood up and said: "My life is saved, don't worry"!

Ji Nuan and Song Wangchen looked at each other and laughed wildly again.

Tang Siyan was indifferent at first, but when he saw their nervous expressions, he also became nervous. At this time, he pretended to be relaxed and spread his hands, and said something mean: "Good people don't live long, and harm will last for thousands of years."

"!

Ji Nuan immediately walked up behind him, raised her hand and slapped him on the head.

"Ouch", he rubbed his head and asked angrily: "What are you doing?"

"What do you think? If you hadn't brought Senior Bai back in time, wouldn't he have woken up even now? I think you are a disaster!"

"You, you..., I, I...", Tang Siyan first pointed at Ji Nuan angrily, then when Song Wangchen stared at him with unkind eyes, he pointed at himself, and finally pointed at the unconscious Bai Muqi and said:

"He was the one who let Kano go on purpose, and you still blame me!"

He turned around angrily and saw Cheng Xiaorou walking over with Mu Ran. He immediately ran to her pitifully, pointed at Ji Nuan in a coquettish tone and said, "Senior sister, they all bully me!"

Cheng Xiaorou saw Muxun standing beside the bed, and saw Tang Siyan and Ji Nuan playing around, knowing that Bai Muchi must have been saved. She smiled and said, "You!"

Ji Nuan came to her and said with a smile: "Sister, don't worry, Senior Bai is fine."

"It's not good, it's not good, senior sister."

Sisters Ru Qin and Ru Mu ran towards them anxiously. When they ran in front of Cheng Xiaorou, they continued out of breath: "Sister, it's not good...".

"Senior sister, there is a gathering at the door..."

Both of them were anxious to explain, one was talking about the East and the other was talking about the West, but they couldn't understand what they meant. Ji Nuan immediately made a pause gesture and shouted: "Stop, Ruqin, you speak first."

"Ji Nuan, I am Rumu."

Ji Nuan called Ru Qin, but pointed at Rumu. They looked exactly the same. In fact, she still couldn't tell who they were. Seeing that she had recognized the wrong person, she immediately smiled awkwardly and said, "Rumu, then

you say".

"Many people gathered outside the door. They all shouted to hand over Senior Bai, saying that he was from the Western Regions and wanted to drive him out of the Eastern Jin Dynasty. They also said that he deliberately spread the plague in Yueyang and said that he had bad intentions..."

Before Ru Mu finished speaking, several people quickly walked towards the gate of Qin Mansion.

Many people gathered outside the Qin Mansion. They raised the 'weapons' in their hands angrily and kept shouting: "Hand over Bai Muqi, return peace to the Eastern Jin Dynasty, and return peace to Yueyang"!

Qin Huai and Yue Luo were blocking the gate with a group of disciples. He kept trying to comfort him: "Fathers and fellow villagers, please be patient and please listen to what Qin has to say..."

But despite this, his voice had long been drowned out by everyone's shouts, and no one cared what he said.

An older man with white hair, tremblingly leaning on

The crutch stood at the back of the crowd and kept hitting the ground with his crutch. Only then did everyone stop making noise and turned to look at him.

This man is the village chief of Zhishuijian and has a certain prestige in front of the people of Zhishuijian. He cleared his throat and said slowly: "Fellows! The people in the Qin Mansion are harboring the real culprit. Let's rush to the village."

Go in, find Bai Muqi, and bring justice to the dead folks."

"Find out Bai Muchi, and give justice to the dead fathers and fellow villagers. Find out..."

Everyone shouted in unison and rushed towards the gate of Qin Mansion.

Qin Huai and Yue Luo were still talking, but they were drowned out by the crowd's noise.

Zhu Changqin and Li Qingyuan always looked like they were watching the fun, standing aside motionless, neither stopping nor stepping forward to persuade.

Just as everyone was trying their best to squeeze towards the door, Song Wangchen and Ji Nuan and others walked slowly over. His calm and powerful demeanor was shocking. Everyone immediately stopped making noises and movements, and stared at him blankly.

action.

Qin Huai and the others immediately respectfully stepped back and made way for him. Not long after he ascended the position of sect leader, he was completely unable to deal with such a matter and could only wait for Song Wangchen to come and deal with it.

Song Wangchen stood proudly in front of everyone and didn't say a word for a long time. He didn't speak much. Seeing so many people looking at him, he didn't know how to speak for a while.

The old village chief once again tapped the ground with his crutch. He walked slowly to Song Wangchen with the cane, straightened up and looked directly at Song Wangchen. He slowly said: "This old man is seventy-eight this year.

I am not afraid of the plague, let alone death. But Bai Muqi is a scourge from the Western Regions. Please ask Master Song to hand over Bai Muqi and bring justice to the dead folks."

Others immediately shouted in unison: "Hand over Bai Muchi and give justice to the dead folks...".

Song Wangchen roared with cold eyes: "Shut up."

Everyone immediately stopped shouting and looked at him.

Seeing that Song Wangchen had nothing to say, Ji Nuan immediately took a step forward, bowed deeply to everyone, and then said sincerely: "Dear fellow villagers, I don't know how you can think that Senior Bai did it on purpose.

Curse. But what I can tell you is that even if you know it, it is not true. The real person who cast the curse is the subordinate of Kano, the prince of the Western Region, the Taoist priest you met at the Jade Emperor Temple that day."

"You are talking nonsense. We only received instructions from the gods to be sure that Bai Muqi was the instigator. How could the Jade Emperor lie? We all dreamed about it."

Someone in the crowd resisted, and someone else immediately echoed loudly: "Yes, we all dreamed it, there is absolutely no mistake..."
To be continued...
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