deadly mantra

Chapter 910 Born with one less rib than others

He Meng poked the hat with his finger:

"Help me get this annoying thing out of the way."

Liangji insisted on giving this bamboo hat to her.

Mu Chanyi said "hmm" and helped her take off the bamboo hat and hang it under the eaves.

He Meng said "Thank you", pointed to several food boxes on the round table under the tree, and said:

"The people from the General's Mansion just brought it. I took a look and found that several dishes are okay. There is porridge on the bottom floor. You can bring it to Bai Yixun and let him eat it."

Mu Chanyi said worriedly:

"He took a few mouthfuls of white porridge at noon, and after a while, he vomited it all out."

Hemeng put the selected medicinal materials into the bamboo basket, stood up holding it, and walked toward the house while saying:
"No matter how old it is, just feed him. He will get used to it."

Mu Chanyi:
"..."

When he walked to the door, he suddenly thought of something. He Meng turned to face her and said:
"After tonight, I won't come. You can take care of them alone, okay?"

Mu Chanyi was a little surprised:
"Are you leaving? Where to go?"

He Meng shrugged his shoulders:

"You didn't pay my consultation fee. I don't need to be here all the time, right?"

Hearing the sound, Shao Xiaojian hurriedly took out his money bag and handed it to Hemeng.

Hemeng looked at the money bag and then at Shao Xiaojian, as if he was seeing a patient with a serious brain disease:
"What do you mean?"

Shao Xiaojian smiled and said:
"The medical expenses are there. I'll pay for them."

He Meng was speechless.

This person is indeed seriously ill.

Neuropathy!
Hemeng secretly convinced herself in her heart that she was a doctor. Most doctors were kind-hearted and would not care about sick patients. Yes, they would not care...

She forced out a smile and said, "Go away. I have to prepare the medicine for tomorrow, so don't get in the way."

Shao Xiaojian has been traveling around the world for many years, and one of his few advantages is acting based on his face. He quickly stuffed his money bag back into his clothes and said with a smile:
"It turns out the girl was joking. I'm superficial. Sorry."

He Meng raised her eyes and glanced at him:
"I recognize you. Shao Xiaojian."

Shao Xiaojian's expression lit up and he snorted proudly.

He Meng passed in front of him:

"Shao Xiaojian, you have been stealing for a living since you were a child. Five years ago, you sneaked into the spirit tribe to steal spiritual herbs. You were thrown into the government prison and received thirty beatings. You were released after half a year. A few months ago , you stole the Fire Fluorite and fell from the cliff into the deep pool. Half a month ago, someone spent a lot of money and left your name in Youming Pavilion to buy your life. The killers of Youming Pavilion besieged you at the foot of the mountain for three days. You have good Qinggong skills. , fled overnight to the border of Yanxue Kingdom."

Shao Xiaojian's heart trembled, and his words revealed vigilance:

"What else does the girl know?"

While talking, the three of them walked into the cubicle.

The pungent smell of medicinal herbs that hit his nose made Shao Xiaojian slightly dizzy.He seemed to have stayed in a similar hut filled with medicinal materials before.

Hemeng stood in front of the long table covered with medicinal materials, glanced at Mu Chanyi who was looking nervous, and then looked at Shao Xiaojian:

"You were born with one less rib than others."

Hearing the sound, Mu Chanyi looked at Shao Xiaojian in shock.

Missing a rib? !

Shao Xiaojian was also shocked:
"Who are you? How did you know?"

Even the biological parents who gave birth to him and abandoned him probably don't know about this.

"My name is He Meng. The number of times I have been in and out of the world is not as many as the number of times you have stolen this year, so you don't have to be nervous. I am not interested in what you steal from others or what others steal from you."

Hearing this, Shao Xiaojian couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. He habitually found the corner of the wall, crossed his arms, stood against the wall, and joked:

"I make money based on my ability. Firstly, I don't kill people, and secondly, I don't provoke girls from good families. I think I have the least number of failures among my colleagues. But girl, you said that others stole my things. I would like to ask, even myself I don’t even know what I lost, what is it?”

(End of this chapter)