The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

Chapter 600 Rough Man

The heavy rain outside had no intention of stopping. Wan Lianxing, who was feeling unwell, went upstairs and spit out everything he ate into the spittoon when he entered the room.

When he saw it, he felt anxious and said, "I'll go talk to Mr. Wan and the housekeeper."

Suixing said: "Don't tell everyone, they are timid, it's time to worry."

The attendant said: "Then I will go out and find a doctor to come back."

Wan Lengxing said: "Come back, who will take care of me when you are gone? Besides, I know my physical condition well. By the time you find the doctor, the rain will have stopped long ago, so I won't be able to guarantee that my health will be well."

The attendant said: "Master Hou, your illness will not delay you."

Wan Lengxing said: "It's not as serious as you said. It's just an upset stomach. It's only been a full day. How can you still throw me up to death?"

The attendant said: "Master Hou, don't be careless."

Wan Lengxing said: "It's a small problem. I know it in my heart. I feel much more comfortable today than yesterday."

Sui Xing knew Wan Lianxing was lying when he saw Wan Lianxing holding on.

The attendant said: "Then you lie on the bed for a while, and we will set off as soon as the rain stops."

Wan Lianxing sat on the chair and said: "I am sitting here, no longer lying down. If they see me lying black and white, they will mistakenly think that I am like the woman who just had malaria. I am not going to die soon." ”

After hearing Wan Lengxing's words, the entourage also muttered in his heart: "Master Marquis, please don't talk about death."

Wan Lengxing said: "Why are you still following the old housekeeper's instructions from your mother-in-law and mother?"

He took a pair of thin quilts and asked Wan Lianxing to cover his legs, "Anyway, I can't say such taboo words."

Wan Lengxing said: "Take the quilt away, I'm not that weak yet."

The attendant said: "You are obviously very cold."

Wan Lengxing said: "I'm not cold."

The attendant touched Wan Lianxing's hand and said, "It's cold but not cold."

Wan Lianxing said: "Isn't this a window opening?"

Suixing said: "Then I will close the window."

Wan Lengxing said: "Are you stupid? I just finished vomiting, and you think this room will smell better. Listen to me and give me a break."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old housekeeper and Mr. Wan came. The footsteps were coming to the door. Wan Lianxing gave the entourage a wink and put the quilt back on the bed.

Only three gentle knocks were heard outside the door, and the door was gently pushed open.

Looking at Wan Liexing who was sitting on a chair and still drinking tea, Mr. Wan said, "You didn't go to bed for a while?"

Wan Lengxing smiled and said, "I don't want to lie down anymore."

Mr. Wan asked Wan Liexing: "Are you feeling unwell?"

Wan Lianxing smiled and said, "No, it's fine."

Mr. Wan said: "Are there any signs of wanting to vomit?"

Wan Lengxing said with a smile: "No way, this porridge is very hot in the stomach. If you don't believe me, ask me."

The attendant had no choice but to follow Wan Lengxing's instructions and said: "Master Marquis is better today than yesterday, and he is more energetic than yesterday."

The old housekeeper frowned and said, "It's just that he looks bad. Isn't he cold?"

Wan Lianxing said: "In this month, the weather can only get cooler day by day. It's the season."

When the old housekeeper came to touch his hand, he pointed to his forehead and said with a smile: "Look, I'm sweating after drinking several cups of hot tea. How can I be cold?"

The old housekeeper saw that there were beads of sweat on his forehead, so he smiled and nodded and said, "It seems that the Marquis is really getting better day by day."

Wan Lengxing smiled and said, "Of course."

I stood by the window and looked out, with a sad face. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, like pouring water. The mountains in the distance were green and prosperous under the wash of rain. But the faces of the people in this house were as beautiful as yellow flowers. If I don’t look for them anymore, Wan Lianxing's illness has worsened since he came to the doctor's office, and he doesn't know where this shadow has gone.

After everyone who was watching him left, Wan Lengxing lay on the bed.

Seeing Wan Lienxing breaking out in cold sweat, Sui Xing had no choice but to find a pill and stuff it into Wan Lienxing's mouth.

"What kind of medicine are you giving me?"

The attendant said: "We have brought a lot of medicine, but we don't know what medicine you should take to suit your symptoms."

Wan Lengxing stopped talking and said to him, "Master Marquis, why don't we hurry up and find a place where there are people before dark."

Wan Lengxing said: "It's raining so hard and the carriages and horses are slippery, so just take a day off."

"But."

"Stop it, let me rest for a while."

As soon as the words came out, Wan Lianxing passed away in confusion.

It was already lunch time when I woke up.

Wan Lianxing was wearing a robe, holding a heater in his hand, and his face was half covered by the hood of his cloak.

The table of rough men who had been drinking here in the morning were still drinking here. Looking at the wine jars piled on the floor, these people should have been drinking since the morning and have not left.

When Wan Lianxing passed by the people at this table, a corner of his robe was grabbed by a big man. The man sniffed and said, "You smell so good."

He then kicked the person to the ground and said, "Wantless."

At this time, the man didn't know who he had offended. He was sitting on the ground and saw Wan Lianxing's face. He uttered obscene words: "...she looks like a bitch, so I won't let you." Touched."

Several big men sitting there laughed loudly, and then drew their swords. Before the man could react, a trace of blood appeared on the man's neck, and the man died, with his eyes wide open and staring like a cow. Along the way, he probably still has a lot to say.

This sudden incident caused people at other tables to scream: "It's murder..."

Then there was a commotion.

A group of good brothers of the deceased were watching the fun just now, when they heard a loud bang, the table was slapped in half by a big man with his bare hands, the dishes on the table collided with each other and finally fell to the ground in pieces. The man drew his sword and rushed to accompany him.

Several tables of people eating in this room are servants of Wan Lian Xing, and each one is a well-trained guard. To deal with these people, two or three people are enough.

With a click, a big man was impaled on a table, and the table fell apart. The owner of the inn felt sorry for his own table, chairs, and benches. He begged for mercy and said: "Masters, please spare my small shop."

The silhouettes of the swords collided with each other, making a harsh and sharp sound, just like scratching a person's sword. No one cared what the innkeeper was saying.

Wan Lianxing left these people behind. He walked towards the table where they had dinner in the morning with a smile. There were still a few people waiting for him, but behind him suddenly there was a group of servants to protect him. .

The faces of the people at this table were not very good, and they wanted to glance at the people fighting. Unfortunately, the line of people protecting Wan Lienxing blocked their view. Wan Lienxing said with a smile: "What did you order?" It’s delicious, so fragrant.”