The scumbag wiped out my entire family, I was reborn to marry the villain prince

Chapter 25: This princess is a liar?

Seeing more and more monks gathering around, Lu Qingyu said calmly, "Because you ate something you shouldn't have. But don't worry, this disease can be cured."

The monk's eyes lit up instantly, because his weak spleen and stomach had troubled him for many years.

He rubbed his hands excitedly at first, then lowered his head in embarrassment, "Donor, I have very little savings, how much more money do you need to treat this disease?"

Lu Qingyu smiled slightly, stretched out her green jade fingers and waved them in the air, "I don't want a cent. I will write you a prescription, and you just need to prepare the herbs yourself."

The monks who were watching were suddenly in an uproar. Those who were familiar with the sick monk knew how difficult his illness was to cure.

I have changed many doctors, but they only treat the symptoms and not the root cause.

And this young-looking girl in front of me actually said that she could cure the disease completely, and it’s free!

Isn’t this pie in the sky?
"Fahui, did you get kicked in the head by a donkey? You are a little girl who hasn't even grown all her hair yet, and you dare to believe this? Even Huang Shengshou couldn't cure your disease."

A sarcastic voice was heard from the crowd.

Lu Qingyu turned his head and saw a slightly fat middle-aged monk walking out.

Just by looking at his face, you can tell that he is most likely a mean and sarcastic person.

The middle-aged monk looked Lu Qingyu up and down, and his expression became even more contemptuous.

"Hey little girl, where did you come from? You came to Xuantian Temple to cheat people. Do you know what this place is?"

Lu Qingyu said calmly, "Xuantian Temple."

The middle-aged monk grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow, uneven teeth. "This is a national temple, kid. Aren't you afraid of losing your head by cheating here?"

Lu Qingyu didn't say anything. He just silently took out Princess Jing's token from his pocket and thrust it into the middle-aged monk's face.

"You mean, this princess is a liar?"

When he saw the token, the middle-aged monk's expression froze slightly, but soon returned to normal.

"Whoever can enter Xuantian Temple is not a royal relative or an important official of the court. Don't even mention that you are the Princess of King Jing. Even if King Jing is here, you have to respectfully call me Abbot Wangchen."

There was a natural arrogance in Monk Wangchen's tone, a kind of arrogance that Lu Qingyu had never seen among the people of the royal family.

It was as if all the people in the world were firmly under his feet.

Lu Qingyu stared at Monk Wangchen for a long time. The faint smile on his lips suddenly disappeared, and his dark eyes suddenly turned cold.

"This princess has something I want to ask Abbot Wangchen." Lu Qingyu's eyes were filled with a cold light, "Is killing allowed in Xuantian Temple?"

kill? ?

The air around him suddenly became stagnant, and the whole space seemed to be quiet.

"What does Princess Jing mean by this?"

Monk Wangchen's two sparse eyebrows raised high, coupled with his fat face, looked inexplicably funny.

But there was no smile on Lu Qingyu's face, instead he became even more serious.

"Master Fahui has had a weak spleen and stomach for many years, and he hates stimulating things the most. However, there are remnants of Jueyin grass in his body, which has an extremely cold and yin property. It is an extremely yin substance that will cause abdominal pain and diarrhea even for healthy people. If he takes it for a long time, I'm afraid he won't live long."

Lu Qingyu stared at Wangchen's slightly cloudy eyes and said word by word, "Abbot Wangchen, who told you that gave Master Fahui the Jueyin grass?"

Wang Chen took a half step back, his eyes flickering, "How would I know?"

Lu Qingyu sneered and approached Wangchen again, his eyes becoming more fierce. "Abbot Wangchen may not know that people infected with Jueyin grass will have a special smell, and it is difficult to dissipate in a short time."

Wang Chen's expression changed slightly, and his eyelids twitched uncontrollably, "So? What exactly does Princess Jing want to say?"

But Lu Qingyu ignored him and turned to Monk Fahui, "Master Fahui, think carefully, have you come into contact with any strange herbs recently, especially..."

After a pause, Lu Qingyu's eyes turned slightly cold, "A dark green leaf-like substance similar to tea leaves."

After hesitating for a moment, Fahui suddenly widened his eyes and looked straight at Wangchen, whose expression was already unnatural.

Ten days ago, Wang Chen gave him a can of tea, saying it was a new variety discovered in the back mountain and tasted excellent.

After thinking about it, it seems that it was after I drank that can of tea that I started to catch a cold and have diarrhea, and I had bloody stools this morning.

"Wang Chen, I have no grudge against you, why do you want to harm me like this?!" Fahui pointed at Wang Chen, his eyes full of fear.

The crowd was in an uproar and everyone started discussing.

It was originally just about treating an illness, but how come as we were chatting it turned into intentional murder?

And the person involved was the second abbot Wang Chen.

However, no one has ever heard of any conflict between Fahui and Wangchen. After all, Fahui is just an idle monk responsible for cleaning the boiler room, and he has no vested interest in Abbot Wangchen.

"Fahui, don't talk nonsense without evidence!" Wang Chen's face was gloomy. He never thought that things would come to this point.

He was really regretting it now. He shouldn't have taken the lead in doing this!
Originally, he was afraid that if this little girl cured Fahui, he would not be able to get the treasure in Fahui's hand.

But he never expected that this little girl could even smell the scent of Jueyin grass.

"What are you making so much noise for? Be quiet!" An old voice came from far away, breaking the chaos at the scene.

An old monk with slightly gray hair and beard walked over. His sharp eyes swept around and finally fell on the only woman in the field.

"I am the first abbot of Xuantian Temple, and my Buddhist name is Xuanyun. I didn't know that Princess Jing was coming, and I am sorry for not welcoming you. Please forgive me, Princess."

As he said this, Monk Xuanyun bowed deeply towards Lu Qingyu.

As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person. Lu Qingyu also bowed slightly, "Master Xuanyun, I wonder if you have any advice for me."

Monk Xuanyun chanted Amitabha and said, "Princess Jing, Master Mingkong wants to see you."

Lu Qingyu raised his eyebrows. How come the news here reached Master Mingkong so quickly? And he was the one who invited him over.

When Monk Fahui heard this, he became anxious because he had not yet received his prescription.

At this time, Fahui didn't care whether it was an offense or not, and walked forward a few steps.

"Princess Jing, I'm sorry to ask you to write me a prescription to cure my old illness."

Lu Qingyu nodded slightly, "Master Fahui, don't worry. After I meet Master Mingkong, I will personally boil the herbs for you."

Lu Qingyu originally just wanted to create momentum, so she randomly picked someone to demonstrate her medical skills, but after taking the patient's pulse, she changed her mind.

The growing environment of Jueyin grass is extremely harsh, and it is not something that ordinary people can get.

At least it is impossible for it to grow in Xuantian Temple, a very sunny place.

Lu Qingyu really wanted to know where Abbot Wangchen got the Jueyin grass and why he wanted to murder Fahui.

(End of this chapter)