Qing palace plan: poisonous girl Fanghua dominates the world

Chapter 9 To please the ancestors ([-])

"Miss, you are amazing!" Xi'er put the iron sheet and wormwood on the ground, and gave Mo Zhiyuan a thumbs up.

Miss has really changed a lot!Great!
Burning wormwood to release smoke, using iron sheets instead of thunder, as for ghost fire, if you want to find it, are you afraid you won't find it?

Mo Zhiyuan raised the corners of her mouth and wiped the duck blood off her face, you two idiots, have you ever seen a drowned person bleed from his orifices?
"Miss, let me comb your hair for you."

Xi'er picked up the wooden comb and gently combed Mo Zhiyuan's hair, as if caring for a little doll.

"It's just, miss, will they come back to look for you?" Xi'er asked worriedly. No matter how stupid the second and third misses are, they wouldn't be so stupid. When they figured it out, wouldn't the miss be in danger?

"Xi'er, do you know where there is beeswax?" Mo Zhiyuan did not answer Xi'er, but changed the subject.

"Beeswax? Miss, what do you want beeswax for?"

"You don't need to worry about these, just tell me if there is any."

"Well, miss, when you were young, you thought they were pretty and you kept some of them. I'll help you find them now."

After speaking, Xi'er disappeared.

You have your Zhang Liangji, I have my wall ladder, no crystal, agate, emerald, coral, just beeswax.

Beeswax, commonly known as amber, is rich in texture, colorful, versatile, and of great value. The beads made of them are not only cheap, but also old women will love them.

After a while, Xi'er walked in with a wooden box.

Opening the wooden box, it was full of colorful beeswax. Mo Zhiyuan touched it with her hand, and found that it was all high-quality beeswax.

Excited beyond words, Mo Zhiyuan picked out some beeswax with little difference in color and luster, took a carving knife and began to carve on the beeswax one by one.

Women in the desert are as rough as men, so they can carve things more or less, and carving such small things is not difficult for Mo Zhiyuan.

Even so, Mo Zhiyuan is still very attentive, who knows if her old woman is a good stubble? !
After a while, the beeswax had been carved by Mo Zhiyuan into nineteen warm, delicate, smooth and crystal-clear beads.

Now you only need to find a rope. The old woman will have a lot of Buddhist beads, but whether it is practical is another matter. To make the old woman wear it comfortably, the rope is the key.

After much deliberation, Mo Zhiyuan decided to use a rope that is elastic and not easy to break. In this way, the old lady can put it on when she wants to, and put it down when she wants to, which is much more convenient.

"Miss, you are amazing." Xi'er's eyes were full of admiration. The lady who recovered from illness is much smarter, and she can even fix these little things. I feel that my young lady is invincible.

Mo Zhiyuan smiled lightly, and threaded nineteen beads on the rope, the main beads first, and then the other eighteen beads.

Eighteen represents the eighteen uncommon dharmas. This is the unique merit of the eighteen Buddhas, which is not possessed by other sages, so it is said to be uncommon.So Mo Zhiyuan put the eighteen beads on in order according to the division method of the eighteen realms.

Hehe, because she used to devote herself to eating vegetarian food and praying to Buddha during the days when she was left out in the cold, so these things are still thanks to Hua Luoyun!
"Xi'er, soon, we won't have to live in this crappy house."

"Really?!" Xi'er jumped up happily, hoping that what Miss said was true!
"En." She, Mo Zhiyuan, would never fight an uncertain battle again.

(End of this chapter)