Bone Painting Coroner

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"Do you mean that the girl had eaten ginseng by mistake?"

Jing Rong said.

Morrow nodded and shook his head again, "should be."

"Then why didn't you remind her? Instead, she looked back three times."

"I am a miracle doctor whom everyone praises, not everyone can save."

"Holy doctor? I think you should snicker without being treated as a god stick. I don't know. I thought you had ulterior motives."

"I do have such a heart, even if the girl doesn't mean it."

"Okay, you just drank too much. The body is filled with messy wine. At this moment, you are still confused and waking up and don't understand. If you go on like this, you may have a big brain, and something is wrong."

Jing Rong's mouth has always been merciless.

Mo Ruoleng snorted, "I'm not drunk."

Nonsence!

The drunkard said so.

Jing Rong sternly said, "Since I'm not drunk and don't want to remind the girl, why do you still go and see? Both eyes are about to grow on others."

"I'm just curious. You also know that although I saw her symptoms, I didn't know what disease she was suffering from. Itchy in my heart, I wanted to take her pulse off."

curious!

Jing Rong felt funny again, looking at how his small beads were squinting.

He kicked the bottle of wine in the wagon and said, "I guess that group of people is also going to appease. If you meet again, it is not impossible for you to consult her."

"Forget it, if the girl regards me as a bad person, then it's okay?" After that, Mo Ruo stretched out a lazy hand, waved his hand, and lay down. "I'm still a idler, better than loving Good business."

I slept as soon as I closed my eyes!

Although Jing Rong grew up with him bare butt, Mo Ruo knew him, but he might not know Mo Ruo.

Mo Ruo was too deep-minded and his mind was unpredictable. What did he want?What don't you want?Jing Rong hasn't figured it out yet. Perhaps, he doesn't want anything, he wants nothing.

Very strange!

Soon, the sky darkened.

On the Guandao Mountain, a torch lit the avenue, and the shade of the big trees around him shone on the ground, on the horse, on the person, on the carriage...

Coupled with the cold wind whizzing from the forest, it seems very strange.

The road was also getting rougher, and Ji Yunshu was bumpy and unsleeping, but Wei Yi, sleeping comfortably on her thigh.

From time to time, he rubbed his finger at the tip of his nose.

Ji Yunshu's legs were a little numb because of his pillow, but he could only thump a few times on the side. The arc of movement was not too big, so as not to wake up Wei Yi.

She reached out and rubbed it gently on his head, with a spoiled smile on her lips.

But slowly, his smile froze and his eyes deepened.

He said softly in his mouth, "Wei Yi, when he reaches Jinjiang, he doesn't know whether he will continue to take you, or... will you stay?"

Contradictions in her heart.

In fact, she thought about this problem along the way for a long time.

The hand rubbing Wei Yi's head gradually stopped, and the driving curtain was simply ventilated.

Outside, there was no end in the dark woods, and the faintly shaking fire spilled light diagonally on her delicate facial features.

The cold wind rushed, mixed with the warmth ignited by the torch, and the coldness alternated, so that she could not prevent a chill.

Langpo noticed her and rode forward.

"Mr. Ji, are you tired?"

She nodded and said directly, "A bit."

"You can go to an inn a short distance in front of you. You have to bear with it first, and you can take a good rest when you get there."

"Yep."

Langpo seemed to be addicted, and watching Ji Yunshu was still energetic, there was still a distance to reach the inn, and he planned to chatter with Ji Yunshu.

"By the way, Mr. Ji, according to our itinerary, it is estimated that we can reach Jinjiang in another five or six days. What are your plans?"

"Why do you ask?"

"Jin Jiang is your hometown, Mr. Ji, so..."

Ji Yunshu understood.

He glanced forward, and said to him, "Brother Lang, are you worried that I will make trouble with the Ji family?"

Langpo was embarrassed. "Mr. Ji, my mouth is stupid. Don't be surprised. I just ask casually and care about it. It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it."

Thick voice, with a simple sense.

Ji Yunshuguo did not respond to his words, but looked at the rear and asked, "Will Zhao Huai follow?"

"Follow, not one step faster or one step slower. It's like taking a ruler to measure the distance. It's weird." He quickly said, "But don't worry, Mr. Ji, the prince has told me to stare at it, absolutely It won't let you have another accident."

Very firm!

She nodded, thought about it for a moment, and asked again, "What about another group of people by the stream that afternoon?"

"Those guys? It should be behind. On this official, it is estimated that they also appease, but the husband asked those people what to do?"

"It's nothing, I asked casually."

Uh!

Langpo's face was unusually ugly.

Ji Yunshu also stretched his head inside the car and put down the car curtain.

Langpo was puzzled and only felt awkward. If he knew it, he would not ask.

Half an hour later, I finally arrived at an inn in the mountains.

Ji Yunshu shook Wei Yi and pulled him off the carriage.

Before entering, there was a loud noise in the inn.

Frightened all the birds in the forest.

It turned out that the people inside were shouting wine.

The so-called shouting wine is generally a saying in the mountain inn. The implication is to spell wine.

A group of people were surrounded by a chair, each shouting blushing and thick neck.

Among the crowd, a burly man with a stubborn face was drinking with a sip of wine, drinking blood from his eyes, and the whole person was already crooked.

Opposite him, it was a woman!

The woman, with her long hair held on top of her head, inserted a chopsticks, and the clothes she wore pulled off a sleeve, revealing a white collarbone and her right arm, and a big red strap tied around her waist, hanging on it A string of pendants made of bone is very permeable.

There was also a folding fan made of ivory.

With her left foot on the stool, her elbows on her knees, she swallowed the dozens of bowls of wine in front of her.

Not drunk at all.

until--

The man opposite was drunk and fell to the ground.

A bang!

The bulky and lenient body could not afford to fall to the ground, and his mouth was still saying "I want to drink, I want to drink, I want to win, my win..."

Everyone laughed.

When Jing Rong and Ji Yunshu came in, they saw this scene.

Xiao Er saw someone coming in and shouted loudly, "San Niang, there is a guest."

When the woman heard it, she drank the last bowl of wine, threw the empty bowl directly onto the big man lying on the ground, picked up the folding fan, opened it, and walked over with a graceful body.

A variety of styles!

San Niang looked at Jing Rong's gang, and with her sharp eyes, they knew they had money or no money.

She rubbed over, the pair of Danfeng eyes with red eye makeup, very charming, yet without losing the style of women in rivers and lakes.

"Do you guys want to stay in the store? Or leave after a meal?"

The voice provoked sharply.

Jing Rong kept his face cold and said nothing.

Langpo said, "Arrange several rooms, prepare some wine and dishes, and send them upstairs."