After sorting it out, Xi'an looked up and down for a while and asked: "There are many mosquitoes in the forest, so don't you wear mud?"

"Is it necessary? You didn't wipe it."

"I am so old that I have thick skin, so I don't need that." Xi Niang smiled, "Only those little girls in Lotus care about their faces, they can apply them. It's really useful. I'd better apply some of them to you. Not to mention insect-proof bites, it can at least cover your face, and others won't recognize you."

"This is true."

Qian'er was as kind as a stream of good deeds, and immediately squatted down obediently, and let Xi'er apply mud on herself.

She thought that the dark green mud would feel uncomfortable when applied to her face, but she didn't expect it to be cold, without any burden, and could even smell a faint fragrance.

She couldn't help but reach out and touch it.

Xi Niang smiled and said, "Do you like it? This is the prescription that has been passed down by our Wu tribe for hundreds of years, and only the high priest has it."

"It's really good. I didn't expect that your Wu people have such a good medical skills."

"All the prescriptions are only available to the high priest."

"Including the prescription that saved me?"

"Yes."

"It would be great if I could get the prescription." Qian'er said, "There are many sick people outside who need this."

Xi Niang shook her head: "If you can't get it, the prescriptions of the Wu tribe must not be passed on. This is the rule. If anyone dares to break the rules, he will accept the most severe punishment. In fact, the high priest cannot take out the prescriptions. He will only pass them on to the next high priest. Okay, let's go, there are not many people now."

Xi Niang said while observing for a while.

Qian'er discovered that although she was silent, she was actually very smart and steady, and even carried her own bag on Qian'er.

On the way out of the village, you will inevitably encounter tribe members. If you are familiar with each other, you will stop and say hello and look at Qian'er for a few more times.

They were covered up by Xi Niang and said that it was a lotus because his throat was uncomfortable, so he couldn't speak.

Not long after leaving, another group of people came to the front.

About seven or eight people were following a man in a black robe. The man wore a hat on his head, covering half of his face.

They ignored Xi Niang and Qian'er, and the group walked by them in a hurry.

Xi Niang stood on the side of the road in a proper manner and even bowed her head and bowed.

When he passed by, a gust of wind blew, blew up the scarf on the man in black robe.

Qian'er glanced across the corner of her eyes, and she couldn't help but feel shocked and stood there.

Her eyes followed the back of the man in black robe, without blinking.

It seems that he has been imposed on a detente.

Xi Niang whispered, "Princess, let's go quickly."

"Who was that person just now?" Qian'er kept her posture unchanged and asked word by word.

Xi Niang looked back and said, "That's Long Bo."

"Long Bo?" Qian'er was shocked, "Is he Long Bo?"

"It should be." Xi Niang nodded, "Although I have only seen him when he was a child, he was wearing that dress that could only be worn by the next high priest. Apart from Long Bo, there would not be so many people to follow and protect him."

Qian'er was already stunned.

Why is that face exactly the same as Xiaozhuang?

Could it be her hallucination?

She was so worried about missing Xiaozhuang that she regarded the face of a strange man as Xiaozhuang's face?

No, this is impossible.

Qian'er knows that she has a clear mind.
Chapter completed!