When Luo Jiuchen will come back, no one knows.

Days passed. In the days of waiting, apart from her practice, she was refining medicine. The strange thing was that in the same small county, she never met people in Jinpushan again, and she had let go of her cruelty. People from the Wind Blade Alliance did not come to her.

I don't know if it has become a habit or what, she will go to the entrance of West Street every night, but that entrance never appears again every night.

Moreover, she never felt anyone looking at her again.

This morning, she took advantage of her practice for an hour or two before going downstairs to eat. Before she got down the stairs, she saw the shopkeeper Ye looking anxious and hurried out.

It was too late for Duanmu Yawang to tell him, but Ye Qingzi, who was greeting the guests, saw her and hurriedly said hello: "Why is the son of Gongyu so late today? It's almost time for lunch."

"I just came down for lunch."

When I went out to West Street last night, I bought too many snacks, and Xiao Bailu couldn't finish it. She and Xiao Bailu were eating snacks to fill their stomachs this morning, and did not go downstairs.

"In the morning, there is a special old fire soup and porridge, but because of the complicated work, our inn has few staff and we don't do it often. They are all European style once every half a month. Regular customers will remember this day. It is a must to enter the store in the morning. When it was done, the shopkeeper remembered that you haven't eaten it yet. Today I specially ordered me to reserve a bowl for you to taste. As a result, you never went downstairs, so I can't bother you to rest."

Duanmu Yawang has eaten and drank a lot these days, and squinted his eyes when he heard the words, "It's not yet noon, right? After eating, I will bring it upstairs for a while."

"Thank you Master! Master, you are the best!"

When the little white deer heard it, his eyes lit up, and he almost jumped out of the crib with excitement.

Xiao Bailu has eaten a lot of things, and the things in Changfeng Pavilion are particularly delicious, but since drinking the soup here on the first night, he has a soft spot for this soup.

Because of this, Duanmu Yawang brought a bowl upstairs to give him a drink every day.

This time, she no longer eats soup and porridge here, but has to go upstairs to eat it, which is probably to serve him.

"I'm the best?"

Duanmu Yawang sneered twice and began to turn over the old account: "Who told me yesterday that I was oppressing the children. I don't care about your feelings. I made you grow taller?"

Little Bailu immediately felt guilty when he heard it, and said cautiously to his fingers: "Master, I was too scared last night!"

Please, on that West Street, he saw the corpses piled up in the mountains with his own eyes. The owner herself felt that someone was watching him, and he always thought it was weird.

By the way, Duanmu Yawang must go every night!

He got goose bumps every night before going to bed. He resisted and complained that two sentences were wrong?

Duanmu Yawang reached in and pulled his face: "Oh, Uncle Bai Xiaolu, have you finally admitted that you are actually scared?"

Little Bailu kept her mouth flat, daring to be angry but not daring to speak.

"Master Gongyu, I just have a free table, I'll clean it up, and you can go sit down." Ye Qingzi sent away a table of guests and walked over to Duan Muya.

Duan Muya saw another visitor coming, and said, "I'm not in a hurry, you can let others go and sit down first." After that, thinking of something, she curled her eyebrows and asked Ye Qingzi: "By the way, the shopkeeper Ye just wanted to go in such a hurry. Why?"

Ye Qingzi was not welcome, and invited the guests to sit down at the table. While giving the guests a dish, he answered Duanmu Yawang: "It's not Ye Zi yet. He somehow suddenly got a fever. The shopkeeper was worried, so he went to Luochenfang to find someone. Looked."

"Fever? Is it serious?"

"Heavy! How can it not be heavy? You don't know, he was in a hurry, and he was so good to greet the guests. Somehow, his body became soft all of a sudden. If he fell the guests’ meals, he paid the whole meal. People fainted."

"We lifted him into the room, and then found that he was hot all over, almost never seen anyone with a fever can burn like this, the shopkeeper was so scared that his soul was almost gone."

Ye Qingzi sighed as he said, "Actually, I think Ye Zi has something wrong these days. For a while, he is very energetic, and for a while, he looks sluggish, which is weird."

Duan Muya looked and listened, but she didn't know what she thought of, her eyes rolled: "Is he in the room?"

When a guest called, Ye Qingzi hurried over to greet the guests, and Duanmu Yawang had to follow him. Ye Qingzi touched the sweat with the white towel on his shoulders before remembering to answer Duanmu Yawang's words: "Master Gongyu, Ye Zi is in the room."

"Okay, I'll go see him."

Duanmu Ya looked at him so busy all alone, and didn't bother him.

"Hey, how come it feels hotter and hotter!"

Duanmu Yawang just opened the door curtain, before entering, she saw Mo Zi pinching a towel that was almost smoking from the leaf's head, then pinching another wet towel in the basin, and then Put it on the forehead of the leaf.

He probably heard the sound of footsteps. He turned his head and glanced distractedly. Seeing that it was Duanmu Yawang, he hurriedly called out, "Master Gongyu."

These days, Duanmu Yawang has dealt with the little two in this inn and the chef in the kitchen, and they are quite familiar with each other. She walked over and asked, "How is the leaf?"

"Master Gongyu, this leaf doesn't know what's going on. No matter how I put a towel on him, the temperature on his head not only drops, but it gets hotter and hotter, and ah, every towel can't be put on in the blink of an eye. , It’s as hot as if it’s been steamed."

When he said, he took down the towel he had just put on the head of the leaf, and reached out to put another towel in the basin on it, but as soon as he put his hand into the basin, his eyes were red: "How long is this, this water? The water in the basin is hot!"

After that, he looked back anxiously: "When will the shopkeeper come back? If this goes on, this basin of water will probably become boiling water!"

Duanmu Ya looked at the leaf, and found that his face, neck, arms, as long as the exposed skin, were all blushing, and big beads of sweat continued to emerge from the skin, and the coarse cloth on his body was no longer wet. .

Little Bailuji hung up the bowl of soup and porridge, rubbed his belly with a wrinkled face, and said patiently: "Master, he looks like a cooked shrimp now. It's impossible for a normal fever to be like this, right? Ben? The little master felt a little unusual when he looked at it."

Of course Duanmu Yawang knew that Ye Zi's appearance was unusual. She patted Mo Zi on the shoulder and said, "You go out first. Now there is only Qingzi in the store greeting the guests. I guess I can't be busy, so let me take care of it. Just keep going."

"Why is this so embarrassing?"