Chapter 4394: lotus

The voice of the "little ghost" was actually a slender girl's voice.

Qian'er was even more shocked and couldn't help but say, "Who are you?"

When she said it, she was shocked by her weak and hoarse voice.

It's really ugly.

Then she was in a trance again.

Shouldn't she die in that ruined house, why did she come here again?

She felt her body, still weak and weak, and her head hurt a lot.

"Little Ghost" tilted his head and looked at her for a moment, and after

another long time struggle, he said with difficulty, "I...I am Lotus."

"Lotus?" Qian'er sat up barely supported and looked into the room, "Lotus, did

you bring me here? What is this place?"

Lianhua spoke fluently this time, but the tone was still very strange: "It was

my grandmother who found you and brought you back. This is my home, the

stockade of our tribe."

Qian'er knows that the situation in southern Xinjiang is very complicated.

There are many different ethnic groups, large and small tribes, scattered in

the mysterious vast mountain jungle.

Most of them did not submit to the court of the Great Zhou Dynasty and lived a

self-sufficient primitive life.

Qian'er guessed that the girl named Lianhua in front of her should belong to

this situation.

At this time, there was the sound of footsteps outside, and a woman's voice

speaking the same words as Lianhua came.

Lotus immediately replied.

It's all things Qianer can't understand at all.

A woman in her forties came in carrying a basket. Although her complexion was

dark, her appearance was completely normal, completely different from that of

lotus.

Qian'er didn't understand why the lotus flower looked like this.

The woman looked at her shallow eyes, then looked at her daughter, frowned,

and murmured something.

Qianer didn't understand, but she also knew that it was a reproach.

Lotus stuck out his tongue and ran out.

Qian'er was unclear, so Lianhua came back after a while, making Qian'er's eyes

bright.

The dark things on her face have disappeared, and she has become a delicate

and fair-skinned girl, who looks like she is only sixteen or seventeen.

Seeing Qian'er looking at herself in surprise, Lotus explained embarrassedly:

"This is mud, which can prevent mosquito bites. We all like it."

Qianer understands.

Living in the mountains and forests is a way to protect the skin.

It seemed that it was not ordinary mud, but some herbs were added, because

Qian'er had smelled a faint fragrance of medicine before.

Although some tribes are primitive, many local methods passed down through

thousands of years are very useful.

Qian'er asked, "Lotus, is this your grandma?"

"Yes, my grandma doesn't speak Han Chinese." Lianhua blinked her eyes. "Others

call her Xiniang." She leaned towards Qian'er, "Sister, she looks so

beautiful."

Qian'er stepped back hurriedly, "I'm sick, don't stay so close, I'm afraid of

infecting you."

"It's okay, I fed my sister the medicine, and my sister should rest for a few

days."

"Does your medicine work?"

"It's the high priest's medicine, it works naturally." Lotus nodded happily

with a confident face, "Fortunately, my grandma found out about my sister,

otherwise you will be done!"

Xi Niang brought a bowl of water, handed it to Qian'er, and motioned for her

to drink.

Qian'er took it, took a sip, unexpectedly sweet, and drank it in one breath,

feeling that his throat became much more comfortable. She hurriedly said thank

you to Xi Niang.

Xi Niang really didn't understand, she looked at Lianhua.

Whoever Lianhua told her, she smiled and shook her head, turned and went out.