You can't imagine the happiness of the villain

Ruan Xianbei was a little hesitant, his brain was running rapidly. Ruan Xianbei knew but the Yuanshan people didn't know why Shen Xuan and the others came to Wanhua Valley. How could they tell Shen Xuan that she seemed to have discovered something was wrong.

She turned around and Shen Xuan was still sitting on the same spot, with a calm face, and his eyes were looking at her vaguely.

Could it be that she had some doubts about her? She frowned and thought it was unlikely. She didn't expose herself. Forget it, now was not the time to think about such things.

"Mr. Shen," she shouted.

Shen Xuan stood up and walked slowly towards her, asking her what was wrong with her eyes.

The shameful thing is that she actually understood this look without any hindrance.

"I just feel that this mountain spring water has a sweet and special taste. It's different from what I drink on weekdays. It's very refreshing and refreshing. If Mr. Shen can't sleep, you can give it a try." After saying that, she got up, patted her clothes, and took a nap. Yawning, "I want to go back to sleep and won't disturb Mr. Shen."

The taste is sweet, refreshing, and different from usual.

With her indifferent attitude, Shen Xuan just thought she mentioned it accidentally, and after she left, he took a handful and tasted it.

What's the difference?

Shen Xuan straightened up and looked at the distant sky, where the fish-belly white sky gradually appeared, with deep eyes.

…

Ruan Xianbei slept very well that night. When she woke up, it was already past noon. When she touched her belly, she felt that she was about to starve to death.

After washing, she opened the door and there was no one outside. It was already past dinner time. She asked a little girl to lead her to the kitchen and ordered a bowl of noodles for herself. She finished eating in the kitchen with the bowl in hand.

She asked the little girl: "Do you know where the others are?"

The little girl looked at this somewhat fierce sister and said timidly: "Senior Sister Songxun is busy in the front yard, and the two senior sisters next to you have gone to the back mountain."

Ruan Xianbei nodded, then go to the front yard to take a look.

After leaving the kitchen and walking to the front yard, Lan Zhao happened to come towards her. When he saw her, he quickly pulled her aside and said, "You're awake? I didn't see you in the morning, so I asked Yun Zhi, and Yun Zhi said you didn't go to bed until this morning. I didn’t call you. If you don’t do it, I’ll be really anxious to death.”

Lan Zhao had heard a little bit about Ruan Xianbei being very angry when he woke up during his time in the Demon Sect.

"What's wrong?" Ruan Xianbei asked.

"A large number of the medicinal materials that were originally transplanted have died. Now the atmosphere inside and outside is very bad." Lian Lanzhao's face was filled with sorrow.

"Where are Ah Zhi and the others? A little girl just told me that they went to the back mountains."

"I don't know. I've been busy with medicinal herbs this morning. I don't know what they are doing in the back mountain."

Shen Xuan hasn't told them yet?

Ruan Xianbei lowered his voice and said to Lan Zhao, "We have an idea."

"What?!" Lan Zhao said in shock.

"It's not convenient to talk here." Ruan Xianbei covered her mouth. Lan Zhao nodded and pulled Ruan Xianbei towards the front yard.

Song Xun was sitting alone in the hall, where dozens of pots of withered medicinal herbs were placed. The junior brothers and sisters outside were also driven back to rest by her.

At first, no one was willing to go back, but Song Xun entered the house and closed the door. Xin Lian was outside urging everyone to have a good rest and think about ways to solve this problem, otherwise they would be busy day and night. In the end it's still the same result, so what's the use?

Now Xin Lian is the only one standing guard at the door.

Lan Zhao said thank you to Xin Lian for your hard work, opened the door and walked in.

Song Xun's listless look made her feel uncomfortable. Lan Zhao walked up to Song Xun and said a few words to her. Song Xun looked up at her and then at Ruan Xianbei.

"Let's go in and talk." Song Xun pointed inside and there was an inner room.

The inner room is much more enclosed, surrounded by walls, which can be said to be airtight.

Ruan Xianbei maintained her image of being dragged up into the air and did not speak.

Lan Zhao said: "It's like this. Miss Yuan couldn't sleep today so she went for a walk in the back mountain. She saw that the stream was particularly clear. She remembered that I had told her that the mountain spring water here was very delicious. After taking a sip, she found that the water was very delicious.

The water we drink on weekdays seems to be different."

"But the water in our wells comes from the mountains," Song Xun said.

"I thought we would cooperate with integrity after all, so I briefly talked about the matter with Miss Yuan." After Lan Zhao finished speaking, she glanced at Song Xun and her expression did not change. Originally, she wanted to just say that Miss Yuan was Ruan Xianbei's.

She believed that Song Xun would definitely accept it, but Ruan Xianbei wouldn't let him go, so he could only make up a nonsense reason.

"Miss Yuan, can you elaborate?"

Ruan Xianbei pointed to the tea cup in front of them and said: "The mountain spring water is sweet and delicious. Water boiled at high temperature should taste better, but this one is different from that one, and the taste is a bit strange. If I hadn't taken a sip of mountain spring water on a whim, I would have noticed

Less than.”

Ruan Xianbei has been drinking water since she was a child. She only drinks boiled water. Each mineral water tastes different in her mouth.

In her mind, the most unpleasant thing to drink was X Bao X Tian, ​​followed by X X Mountain. Finally, when she had no other choice, she could barely drink two sips of X X Mountain Spring.

As an adult, she forced herself more often and was forced to start looking for mineral water that she could drink. Finally, she found that xli and x boasted that it tasted like boiled water and it entered her white list. For this reason, her friends often commented on her taste.

Strange and picky.

The advertisements don’t deceive me, Wanhua Spring is a bit sweet.

If there are no herbs to sell, how about finding another way to sell water? Ruan Xianbei temporarily went wild at an untimely time.

But if the water flowing from the mountain is different from the water they drink, then someone has poisoned the water. But is there any poison that is harmless to people but harmful to plants?

"Is the water used to water the herbs also drawn from the well?" Ruan Xianbei asked.

Song Xun gave her a definite answer: "Well, except for those that are not suitable for collective cultivation and grow freely on the mountain, the rest of the medicine gardens are drawn directly from the wells. It is too troublesome to go back and forth to the mountains.

"??

She asked again: "Have you ever thought...are there any treasures in the valley that are being targeted by others?"

Ruan Xianbei frowned and thought, it seemed like this was the case in the novels he had read before. The inexplicable disasters all came from other people's covetousness for treasures, or from internal ghosts who cooperated with outsiders to achieve a certain goal.

Purpose.

With this thought in mind, she said, "Or maybe that person who put so much effort into creating this situation wants to get something from you? Have you checked to see if there is anything missing recently?"

Lan Zhao and Song Xun looked at each other. They originally thought it was a natural disaster but now it is clearly told that it is a man-made disaster. What should they do?

Wanhua Valley has a simple family tradition and is famous for its medical skills. When Qingjun was young, he traveled around the country and adopted many homeless and dying children. He brought them back to recuperate for a period of time. If he could calm down, he would keep those who were willing to stay, and those who were unwilling to stay.

Don't force them to leave until they feel better, give them some food and clothes.

Most of the days of cultivation are boring. While other children are still playing in the mud, the disciples in Wanhua Valley begin to read, read and go to the mountains to collect herbs and identify medicinal materials. There are really too many things to learn. Every day

The schedule is full, and in the spare time, it is necessary to improve internal and physical strength. The dual pressure of mental and physical pressure makes many people give up.

But they still mainly focus on medical skills. Ordinary medical skills actually have no requirements for internal strength. However, the ancestors required the disciples of Wanhua Valley to be at least Qi Refining Realm. In this world where internal strength is divided into several realms, if you are like ordinary people and don’t have any self-protection.

Why do you have the ability to hang a pot to help the world?

In this way, some people were eliminated again.

Refining medicine requires even higher internal strength, because to accurately control the temperature and properties of medicine, one must at least reach the Dixuan level. Lan Zhao, Song Xun, Xin Lian and several other senior brothers are in this realm.

Growing up in Wanhua Valley without a father or mother, they have long regarded Wanhua Valley as their home. Those who grew up with them are regarded as brothers and sisters. Siblings fighting each other are destined to have no good ending...

..

People like them who are able to immerse themselves wholeheartedly in the world of medicine. Although they have different personalities, they lack contact with the outside world. Most of them are innocent, kind and easy to win the trust of others. If there is no internal conflict, then they are deceived by others.

She had made such a guess since the day Ruan Xianbei was poisoned by the little girl, and judging from the indecisive temperament of Lan Zhao and others who made no progress in catching the murderer, the poisoner was able to hide for so long thanks to his calm personality.

They are inefficient.

People in Wanhua Valley who look for reasons from themselves in advance are really blind to the authorities.

I just don’t know what the purpose of the people behind the scenes is.

Lan Zhao and Song Xun obviously thought of something and didn't know how to speak.

At this time, Xin Lian shouted from outside: "Senior Sister, Senior Brother Shen and the others are here."

Because they were in the inner room, Lan Zhao and Song Xun obviously didn't hear it, but Ruan Xianbei's internal strength was more than a little higher than them, so he heard this and told them.

"We'll talk about it later. Let's see what Senior Brother Shen and the others are doing here first." Song Xun said. The three of them left the inner room and sat down in the hall to wait.

Xin Lian knocked on the door, and Song Xun said: "I'm fine, come in."

Led by Shen Xuan, Fu Chengyun, Zhi Yuncai and others walked in behind.

"I'm so thirsty! I'm so thirsty!"

Fu Cheng sat down, grabbed the teapot and took a swig of water. Yun Zhi glanced at Yun Cai and found a seat to sit down first. Yun Zhi still stood behind Yun Cai, acting as her maid.

Shen Xuan still held a water bag in his hand. He said: "We went to the back mountain to check again. From the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, the herbs growing on the mountain were all safe and sound. This is the mountain that was taken directly from the stream.

spring."

Song Xun stood up and walked forward to take the water bag, not understanding what Shen Xuan meant.

Shen Xuan looked at Ruan Xianbei, who was sitting next to Lan Zhao, and said with sharp eyes: "But all of us drank this mountain spring water, and we didn't taste any difference from the water we usually drink. I don't know how Miss Yuan acted.

Do you think it’s different?”

"How did Miss Yuan taste the sweetness of this water?"

Ruan Xianbei was speechless. Was suspicion on her head?