Chapter 4396 Lotus

The voice that "kid" spoke was actually a delicate girl's voice.

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

As she spoke, she was shocked by her weak and hoarse voice.

It's really ugly.

Then she felt a little dazed again.

Wasn't she supposed to die in that broken house? Why was she here again?

She felt her body and found that she was still weak and had a severe headache.

"Little Ghost" tilted his head and looked at her for a moment, struggled for a long time, and then said with difficulty: "I... am Lotus."

"Lianhua?" Qian'er managed to sit up and looked around the room, "Lianhua, did you bring me here? What is this place?"

Lianhua spoke more fluently this time, but her tone was still weird: "My grandmother found you and brought you back. This is my home, the village of our tribe."

Qian'er knew that the situation here in southern Xinjiang was very complicated. There were many different ethnic groups, large and small tribes, scattered in the mysterious and vast mountains and jungles.

Most of them did not submit to the Zhou Dynasty and lived a self-sufficient primitive life.

Qian'er guessed that the girl named Lianhua in front of her should be in this situation.

At this time, footsteps were heard outside, and a woman's voice spoke the same words as Lotus.

Lotus responded immediately.

They were all words that Qian'er couldn't understand at all.

A woman in her forties walked in carrying a basket. Although her complexion was slightly dark, her appearance was completely normal, completely different from Lotus's dark face.

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

The woman glanced at Qian'er, then looked at her daughter, frowned, and mumbled something.

Although Qian'er didn't understand it, she knew it was a reproach.

Lotus stuck out her tongue and ran out.

Qian'er didn't know why, but after a while the lotus came back again, which made Qian'er's eyes light up.

The dark things on her face had disappeared, and she turned into a delicate and fair-skinned girl, who looked about sixteen or seventeen years old.

Seeing Qian'er looking at her in surprise, Lianhua explained sheepishly: "This is mud. It can prevent mosquito bites. We all like it."

Qian'er understood.

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

It seemed that it was not ordinary mud, but some medicinal herbs had been added to it, because Qian'er had smelled a faint medicinal fragrance before.

Although some tribes are primitive, many of their native methods passed down for thousands of years are very useful.

Qian'er asked: "Lianhua, is this your grandmother?"

"Yes, my grandma can't speak Han Chinese." Lianhua blinked her eyes, "Others call her Xi Niang." She came closer to Qian'er, "Sister, you are so beautiful."

Qian'er hurriedly stepped back, "I'm sick, don't get so close, I'm afraid I'll infect you."

"It doesn't matter. I gave my sister medicine and she will be fine after a few days of rest."

"Does your medicine work?"

"It's the high priest's medicine, so it will certainly work." Lianhua nodded happily, with confidence on her face, "Fortunately, my mother found out about my sister, otherwise you would have been doomed!"

Xiniang brought a bowl of water, handed it to Qian'er, and motioned for her to drink.

Qian'er took it and took a sip. It was surprisingly sweet, so she drank it in one breath and felt that her throat felt much better. She quickly said thank you to Xi Niang.

As expected, Xiniang didn't quite understand and looked at the lotus.

Lotus, who told her, she smiled and shook her head, turned around and went out.