The older officer was Cao Wenyong. The question he asked suddenly had a deeper consideration.

——Even two outsiders knew about the murder of the Cai family and his wife. As the villagers at the foot of the mountain, there was no reason not to know. Knowing that Qian Yiqun was a murderer, he dared to come to deliver wild vegetables with such a calm expression. He either had a grudge against the Cai family or was a loyal dog of Taoist Qian.

Cao Wen stared at the ignorant boy who even understood the official language, trying to see a flaw in his face.

"The Cai family was not killed by the Qian family." Qian Yiqun wanted to pretend to be excited, but it was difficult to stir up trouble in his heart, so he simply saved the pretense of pretending to be humble.

This faint rebuttal sounded quite firm, but instead he didn't doubt his relationship with Qian Yiqun.

Cao Wen raised his eyelids slightly and thought to himself: It doesn’t seem like this young man is a fake. Although he is a little demented and dull, his spiritual energy is not weak.

"Brother, can you tell us what Qian Yiqun wears? So what does he look like?" Cao Wenyong was very painful after knowing that Ma Huaiyuan had never seen Qian Yiqun. The so-called opponents who were not afraid of gods, but feared teammates like pigs. There are more than one servants from the Wen family who have seen Qian Yiqun, but he has never seen them before!

"It's just that, it's neither good nor bad. It's just that, it's not ugly or handsome." Qian Yiqun touched his chin and suddenly realized that it was very difficult to make up a set of lies temporarily.

"Is this man a fool, or can he only get his hands off this old ghost?" the young man holding the sword there shouted.

Cao Wenyong ignored him and thought to himself: The country people have never read books, so how can they tell them? Because he said: "Brother, does he like to wear a round hat or tie a bun and hang two straps?"

A round hat refers to a Hunyuan scarf. Taoist priests wore more in spring and autumn. This scarf is low in front and high in the back, indicating detachment, leaving a circle in the middle, just revealing the Taoist bun. However, young Taoist priests prefer to wrap their hair buns with cloth, hanging down their legs, and drag them on their backs. This is very popular among the common people of the Song Dynasty, and is called a flower head scarf or a lotus leaf scarf. Nowadays, many young Taoist priests love it to be elegant, so they use it more.

Qian Yiqun was amused when he heard his question: These are all Taoist priests' headscarfs. When he asked this, he obviously didn't know that I didn't have Taoist consort!

On that day, Zhao Jianyuan gave Qian Yiqun the Taoist clothes, but he was "backbone" and did not accept "clothings that were pity", so he has always been a secular clothing.

After listening to the translation, Qian Yiqun pretended to be impatient and said, "Why am I patiently going to see what turban he wears? Forget it, if he is not there, I will put down the dish, but the man has to pay me the money." He pointed to Qian Wei, whose neck was blocked by someone with a sword. As long as Qian Wei can escape, he will not be afraid of being attacked by the mouse after taking action later.

"Hmm," Cao Bianjiao snorted coldly, "You rural boy are brave, aren't you afraid to see their swords?"

"What's there to be afraid of?" Qian Yiqun waited for Ma Huaiyuan to finish his translation and said lightly, "This is not the first time that he has been chopped off his head. Taoist Qian just chewed a fruit and applied it to his neck, and he would be alive."

Ma Huaiyuan was shocked and thought to himself: What kind of magic pill is this? Can the person who cut his head resurrect? Could this person be talking big?

Cao Wenyong has been trying hard to listen to Qian Yiqun's speech, but he did not rely entirely on translation. He even understood five or six points of guessing. He asked in surprise: "What fruit is so effective?" In order to save Ma Huaiyuan's translation, Su Bai, who was untuned, sounded particularly funny.

The two Dai family members were even more focused. Baba took two steps closer to Qian Yiqun, and did not even notice that Jian left Qian Wei's neck.

Qian Yiqun also "understood" and took out two fresh crotons from the basket and held them in his hand: "It's this, I've eaten it, but it bit my tongue and drank a lot of water before pressing it down."

Cao Wenyong stepped forward to take the croton, approached his nose, and gently pinched it. Suddenly, a burst of strong energy rushed into his nose. Cao Bianjiao also came up to look at it, shook his head slightly. Cao Wenyong handed it to Ma Huaiyuan again and asked, "What is the name of such a fruit in Guijing?"

Although Ma Huaiyuan is knowledgeable and has read medical books, he has no practical experience. He shook his head and said that he had never seen him. Not to mention that he is a disciple of the Western Conference, many self-taught doctors now buy medicines from other pharmacies directly, and have never seen fresh croton.

After watching the five people for a while, they finally couldn't help but ask Qian Yiqun, "What kind of fruit is this?"

"It was Taoist Qian who asked me to pick it when I saw it. He was willing to spend ten taels of silver per fruit to collect it." Qian Yiqun lion said, "I didn't believe it at the time. Later, I saw him with my own eyes to save this old man. It was really a magical method."

"How did he save him? Tell me carefully." Cao Wen was in the army, living a life of licking blood from the knife, and was very concerned about this legendary Resurrection Pill.

"I just said a few words to this fruit, then put it in my mouth and chew it, and finally applied it to his wound." Qian Yiqun said bluntly.

——This has a bit of a taste of Zhuyoushu.

Cao Wen said in his heart and asked again: "Do you know what he is talking about?"

"I don't know..." Qian Yiqun shook his head and said, "But sometimes I see Taoist Qian saying nothing, just bite the fruit and swallow it, and then stayed stunned for a long time, as if he was very happy."

Ma Huaiyuan's face changed.

He had a good understanding of the secret technique and the mysterious technique, and he also trusted the Maoshan technique very much. When he went to Qionglong Mountain, he found that his friend was missing, but Qian Yiqun was not dead, and he had a bad premonition in his heart. From the past, we can see that Qian Yiqun's methods were nothing but swords and hidden weapons. He had been able to fight against the high Taoist path of Xuanmen these days, which shows that he had made great progress.

——Is it because I ate these fruits?

Ma Huaiyuan said in his heart.

Seeing that the five people looked different, Qian Yiqun couldn't help but add a fire and said, "Daoist Qian said at lunch today that he had killed a Maoshan demon in the morning. It was a bit unhealthy. He asked me to pick more of these fruits and come back to make up for it. Who knew that others were not here... Hey, old man, can you give me money? I'm going down the mountain to have a meal now."

"I bought it!" Cao Wen waved his hand and decided that no matter what the fruit is useful, he would take it back and find someone first. If this could be refined into medicine, it would be a blessing for the people in the world.

Qian Yiqun shook his head and said, "I promised to sell it to Qian Taoist priests and not to sell it to others. You must have credit for being a person. Even children in the village know it, but don't you know it?" Qian Yiqun learned and sold it now, and directly pirated Hua'an's original words, and the local atmosphere came to his face.

"Brother, I only want one of you." Cao Wenyong said.

"No one can do it." Qian Yiqun shook his head and said.

"I'll give twenty two feet of silver!"

"I only sell ten taels." Qian Yiqun shook his head like a rattle.

Cao Wen said with sincerity: This man is a fool, and it is useless to talk to him more, so he can only take advantage of it. He turned to the children of the Dai family, glanced at Qian Wei who was kneeling on the ground, and said, "Brother Dai family, can this man lend me some money?"

Qian Yiqun thought to himself: He doesn't have to force his robbery, it seems that he is still a bit honest. By the way, when did I offend such a person? He has a northern accent and does not have a militia archer. He doesn't look like an officer from the inspection department. If it is said that he is the helper invited by the Zhang family, he will not be able to find a servant who has seen me, right?

He could not have thought that Zhang Wenjin and Wen Guangzu were both secretly happy about the strategy of exorcising the wolf and swallowing tigers! He never expected that none of the five people had seen Qian Yiqun. In their imagination, when these four masters went to Qionglong Mountain, Qian Yiqun should have jumped out like a monkey begging for food in the mountains, reported his own name, and then beaten to the ground.
Chapter completed!