On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Chapter 155 Failure

The messenger picked up a writing brush. The barrel of the pen was painted gold and the tip was vermilion, which was particularly unique.

"Everyone, line up according to the serial number, take the number plate in your hand, and come forward."

The messenger smiled proudly: "To be honest, the number paper in your hands is actually the talisman before it manifests."

Everyone was shocked when they heard this. They looked at the number paper in their hands and cherished it very much. They were secretly glad that they had not thrown it away out of panic.

There were also a few who found out that the number plate was related to the amount of money donated, and they were angry and had crumpled or quietly torn it up.

"Abbott, please, if I accidentally lost it, can you replace it?"

The abbot clasped his hands together: "Everything is caused by cause and effect. If it is lost or damaged, it cannot be repaired."

Some people became anxious on the spot: "How can this be so? I came here hard and waited for several days, but you didn't explain it in advance, and now you can't even make up for it?"

Several others also echoed: "Yes, this is too unhuman!"

"Let's make it up!"

"Why not make up for it?"

The messenger's face darkened and his eyes were sharp: "Then I have to ask, is your number plate lost or damaged?"

No one was embarrassed to say it was damaged, they all said it was accidentally lost.

"Okay, we were in the hall just now. Come and look for the lost number plate on the ground."

Someone went to look for them and found two of them, but they were both dirty and torn.

"So, what about the others?" The messenger sneered, "If you lie before God, your tongue will be plucked out when you die and go to hell."

Several people bowed their heads with guilt, and the messenger ordered: "Go and search!"

Yan Ruyu and Huo Changhe looked at each other: This posture is more tyrannical than the bandits.

The scholars had never seen this formation before, and they were frightened immediately. They took out the number cards themselves before searching.

The atmosphere at the scene became tense instantly.

The messenger loudly said: "Since you are here, you must abide by the rules. If you don't want to abide by the rules, just leave on your own! If anyone dares to cause trouble, don't blame us for being rude."

"Someone, drive them out of the temple!"

The scholars wanted to resist, but when they saw the fierce faces on the other side, they didn't dare, so they had no choice but to let themselves be kicked out.

"Take out all the number plates!" the messenger shouted.

Killing the chicken to scare the monkey, the remaining people were obedient, took the number cards, lined up, and walked to the messenger one by one.

The messenger's brush was dipped in incense ash and brushed over their cards.

Yan Ruyu and Huo Changhe looked on with cold eyes. When the brush fell, every scholar's eyes were filled with anticipation and excitement, but after falling, they quickly turned into disappointment.

Huo Changhe said softly: "This is the most interesting face change I have ever seen."

Yan Ruyu asked: "Is it more interesting than the demon's face-changing song sung by Yintuo?"

Huo Changhe: "..."

Yan Ruyu held back her laughter: "I also think these scholars are very interesting."

The scholars passed by one by one. Not only were they disappointed and anxious, the messenger was even more anxious than them.

According to the plan, three people should be able to get the talisman. Two-thirds of them have been cleared, and none of them have shown up yet.

How is this going?

Of course Yan Ruyu knew that the incense ashes were taken from the stove behind, but what they burned was not the Dream Grass at all, so how could it work?

Until the last person, the messenger frowned and brushed off - the result was the same, nothing.

The scholars looked at each other and looked at the messenger.

One of them said: "Didn't I say there would be a few? Why is there not one now?"

Yan Ruyu saw that this man was wearing a brocade robe, a jade belt around his waist, and a jade sachet beside his body. His appearance was acceptable, and there was a bit of arrogance in his eyebrows.

Huo Changhe introduced: "This is Qiu Baiqian from Pingyang."

Yan Ruyu understood clearly, no wonder, he turned out to be a child of a famous family.

The messenger was not overly polite because of his status: "The will of the gods can be changed at any time. If not, it is reasonable. Everyone should study hard and study hard. It is all up to you."

This answer did not satisfy Qiu Boqian. He chuckled and said, "I don't care about the talisman. But it's one thing that I don't care. If someone deliberately deceives, it's another thing."

The messenger's face changed slightly: "Sir, you have to think carefully before speaking."

"My master has always said one thing and two things, and my grandfather often praised me for this."

Someone in the crowd sneered: "Young Master Qiu is so courageous, but if you question the gods, don't involve others.

Pingyang Qiu's reputation is well known. Mr. Qiu doesn't have to rely on reading to gain fame. This does not mean that other scholars do the same. Don't bring trouble to others just because of your free talk. "

Qiu Boqian turned his head and looked around. He saw someone coming out of the crowd. He was of medium height and slightly thin. He had a jade crown on his head and his hair was tied up. He also looked noble.

"Oh, who do I think it is? It turns out to be the Second Young Master Jiang." Qiu Boqian smiled with a hint of contempt, "I ask myself that I am not as knowledgeable as the Second Young Master Jiang. Everyone says that the Second Young Master Jiang has too much knowledge and too much weight, which weighs down his body. It won’t last long.”

Jiang Yanmu was not very tall, and this had always been a sore spot for him. Everyone who knew about it avoided it, but Qiu Boqian poked his sore spot in front of so many people.

Yan Ruyu watched the excitement and observed the expressions of these people. Huo Changhe was responsible for introducing: "The Jiang family and the Qiu family have never dealt with each other. Just because of their family rankings, the two families looked like black-eyed chickens when they met. Especially Qiu Boqian and Jiang Yanmu, who are the same age. , and are often compared to each other.”

"Jiang Yanmu is the shortest among the Jiang brothers, even shorter than Qiu Boqian. Therefore, he is often teased by Qiu Boqian."

Yan Ruyu instantly lost her affection for Mr. Qiu. Among other things, attacking him based on his appearance and height was really not an aboveboard thing to do.

The two of them faced each other, and the other scholars could only watch the fun. The messenger said: "Okay, this is not a place for talking, so don't say any more!"

The messenger's tone increased: "I would like to remind you that just now the statue of the god issued a warning, but now it has changed its mind and withdrawn the talisman. You still need to reflect carefully to see if there is something wrong that has angered the god."

Mortals are most afraid of gods and ghosts. When I heard this, I felt a little uneasy.

Yan Ruyu doesn't believe this, but anyone who acts in the name of gods and ghosts must be human.

Next, they will implement an even more sinister plan.

As soon as this idea came up, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted.

This sound was sudden, sharp, and full of sadness, making the scholars who were about to reflect on themselves tremble.

Yan Ruyu looked for a voice and saw someone suddenly running out and pulling at her clothes with both hands and inaudible whimpering coming from her mouth.

Everyone looked frightened and backed away.

"Look, it's on him... on him!"

Yan Ruyu took a closer look and saw red dots appearing on this person's face and neck. The dots quickly spread and expanded to form plaques.

Not only that, she also felt that this person looked very familiar.

Huo Changhe also recognized it and reminded in a low voice: "It's him."

Yan Ruyu remembered that this person was one of the passing scholars who wanted to stay overnight and steal her room. His surname seemed to be Li.

At that time, he said that he was coming to Antai Town to meet Mr. Wen Quxing.

Unexpectedly, we met again, in this way.

She remained calm and looked at him coldly, then the messenger said: "Someone, hold him down!"