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Chapter 338 Mysterious Tattoos (1 more)

"Nirvana?" is also a tattoo?

Honeysuckle looked at the debris separated by Mr. Wu, raised her hand and sniffed a little.

"That's right, but there are several special herbs added to these pigments, which are used to fix the color, and have certain effects on dispersing poisons. They can also distinguish the color of the tattoo from the ordinary black and blue. This tattoo phenomenon should be dark red."

"I didn't expect Mr. Wu to know tattoos."

Tattoo, which the ancients called Nirvana, is very simple to say, it is to refine some special minerals into black water with color, and then find ways to let them penetrate into the skin to form a certain pattern.

But in fact, tattoos are very particular about color matching and color matching, and good tattoos are art.

"I don't know this. I just like to read some miscellaneous books. Because some special herbs are sometimes used in this tattoo, I pay more attention to it. This kind of burial technique is rare. From the perspective of time, it is probably a gift to the child when he was born. As far as I know, in some tribes in the southeast seem to retain such customs. This thing is not hindered by the body. It is slowly penetrated into the inner layer of the skin through a special means and then stored in one place. As the age of the tattoo gradually appears."

"Southeast...so, is this kid from there?"

But it seems that there is no difference. Didn’t it mean that the people of minority tribes are a little different from them?

The old man didn't go many places, but I heard others say that there are many tribes in the southeast. The eating habits, clothing, and language of each tribe are different. They have their own beliefs and strict tribe rules.

Southeast... Fujian and Zhejiang...

Honeysuckle wiped off the powder from her hands and fell into deep thought.

If Xiaotuanzi really came from a tribe in the southeast, she guessed that this tribe must be in Fujian and Zhejiang. I heard that these tribes live in groups, not many people, and have few interactions with the outside world. Just ask which tribe has a custom, and maybe you can find Xiaotuanzi's family.

Suddenly, a light of inspiration flashed through the honeysuckle's mind.

She remembered Tuanzi's voice, Sister, who obviously couldn't shout anything, but why did she just pronounce these two words so clearly, and she didn't call others, she just called her, such a young child...

"Since it's okay to have any physical problems, I won't care. Maybe it's left by his family, and maybe I can still recognize my relatives in the future."

I didn't go to the end of the matter. I waited for her to find out how to find out.

There are always knowledgeable people in Kyoto City, maybe they know this.

Will it be in the future? The old man and Mr. Wu looked at each other. Although the child's intestinal pain is not acute, it cannot be cured. At most... it can only be delayed for ten days and half a month. Even adults can't stand the pain, let alone a little kid.

"I'll go and read the medical book!" The old man had nothing to persuade him.

Mr. Wu touched Tuanzi's head and sighed, "I think about it, prescribe him a prescription so that he can be slightly relieved when the pain is."

What kind of sin do such a young child suffer? This is it.

Honeysuckle looked at the little dumpling quietly, white and fat, and smiled very easily, especially her big watery eyes, which were pure and untainted by dust.

Intestinal pain... there must be a way.

It would be great if the master was here. He must have a way. Master can cure many difficult and complicated diseases. Even if it cannot be cured, there will be a way to save Xiaotuanzi's life.

"Miss! The prince is here!"

Honeysuckle was just about to be born, Angelica whispered.

In fact, the prince has been here for a while. The lady and Mr. Wu who were just listening to it outside were talking about the dumpling, so they didn't let it disturb him.

The main reason is... the prince did not walk through the main entrance, he flew in.

Angelica boldly guessed that she was afraid that the old man would say what he said.

"It's not that the prince doesn't recognize the Wei family's gate, why did he learn from the gentleman of Liang?"

Honeysu looked up at Murong Yusu who was walking towards her, and thought to herself that the prince had just returned yesterday and had to deal with a lot of things. Why did she have time to touch her here? She still... climbed over the wall.

Murong Yusu looked hippie. Anyway, he was thick-skinned, so he was mainly going to the main entrance. He was inevitably going to Xu Han, the elders of the mansion. Let’s talk about it when he left. In the past two days, he wanted to... meet the beautiful woman in private. He may not be back as soon as he went to Fujian and Zhejiang.

I'm going to worry about it again.

"There are medicines available, are there better today?"

As he approached and asked so naturally, he walked to the honeysuckle chair and moved a round stool to sit aside. He followed the honeysuckle's gaze and looked at the sleeping dumplings in the hammock.

Zhang Ma and others had been sent out by Angelica long ago.

"This injury will not take a day or two, I have to take it slowly."

"What's wrong with this kid?"

I just heard it outside, but I didn't listen to it.

Honeysuckle glanced at the other party. This was her boudoir. Is he a little too casual, a man?

Or does he think she is casual?

But at this moment, Honeysuckle didn't have the intention to care about these things with him. Besides, is it useful to care about them?

He briefly talked about the situation of the dumpling, and the honeysuckle gently pushed the hammock and looked unhappy.

"I'll do it! You're resting." I'm still hurt, why don't I take care of myself more?

Murong Yusu naturally moved honeysu's hand away and helped him shake the hammock gently. Although he had never done such a thing before, it looked quite like that.

"Try it, let me leave my destiny, what do I need to do?"

This child is also a miserable person. He does not understand medicine and has heard that there is no cure for intestinal pain, so he can only wait for death. At the beginning, she tried hard to save the child. With his understanding of her, she wanted her to watch the child suffer so much. She couldn't do it and would try her best.

Yandong couldn't help but look at the other person quietly. Every time she looked at this face, she couldn't help but look back on her gaze.

Because I've been watching for a long time, I'm afraid I can't pull it out.

He said give it a try... It turns out that he really understands her.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and there was a rare smile on his face. Honeysuckle suddenly remembered a sentence, "It's rare to be a confidant in life."

Seeing that Honey Dong suddenly looked at her and smiled, Murong Yusu suddenly became a little nervous and couldn't help but raise his hand and touch his cheek. There should be nothing wrong with it.

When he came... he looked in the mirror...

Who says that only women are to please themselves? In fact, they are really happy.

"The prince is unparalleled, no doubt."

Honeysuckle actually saw what he was thinking at a glance and couldn't help but laugh.

"... Then are you still satisfied?"

Murong Yusu felt that he seemed to be at a disadvantage.

Honeysuckle refused to answer, turned her head and chuckled, and her eyes fell on Xiao Tuanzi again, "The prince sent someone to Fujian and Zhejiang last time. I wonder if the people sent to notice what tribe there is there..."

"I'll ask you back, but you have to know... This prince can help you understand it yourself. I'm going to set off for Fujian and Zhejiang soon."

So, in the past two days, can he... talk about the matter between them well.

"Minzhe? The prince is going to Fujianzhe?"

I just returned from the northwest and wanted to go to Fujian and Zhejiang again. Is something wrong with Fujian and Zhejiang?

When Murong Yusu said he wanted to go to Fujian and Zhejiang, Honeysu felt that something happened there.

“A little troublesome.”

"I'm afraid the prince will not come back for a while."

"Why, I haven't left yet, you... can't bear to leave?"

“…”
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