Lord Tianshi, please take your seat

Not long after returning to the inn, Luo Qi returned to the room with the injured Zhong Wanning.

Seeing the unconscious Zhong Wanning, Xia Chuyu was really shocked.

Watching Ye Zhinan help Zhong Wanning undress to take care of her, Xia Chuyu went around the screen, walked to the table and asked Luo Qi who was preparing the medicine.

"Luo Qi, what happened to Wan Ning's injury?"

Putting the mouth of the bottle on the tip of his nose and sniffing, Luo Che comforted him: "Miss Ah Chu, don't worry, Senior Sister is fine, fortunately it's just some skin trauma, it will be cured after a few days of cultivation."

After finishing speaking, Ye Zhinan walked over, and Luo Che also handed over the medicine in his hand.

Xia Chuyu took the medicine bottle and nodded to Ye Zhinan: "Zhinan, give Wanning to me."

The candlelight reflected the bed curtain, and one could vaguely see a person lying in the inner room, Ye Zhinan nodded: "So, it's hard work, little Ah Chu."

With that said, he pulled Luo Qi up and left the room.

The room returned to calm, Xia Chuyu clenched the medicine bottle in her hand, walked into the bedroom, and saw Zhong Wanning lying quietly on the bed.

Gently brushing off the obscene clothes, one could see a large bruise on the chest, with faintly visible palm prints.

Before she had time to touch it, the chain around Xia Chuyu's neck suddenly began to emit a faint gleam, which was not like the roasting in the past, it was warm and surprisingly soft.

The person on the bed became restless, as if he had fallen into a nightmare, and sweat began to ooze from his forehead.

Sensing Zhong Wanning's mood swings, Xia Chuyu hurriedly tidied up her clothes, grabbed Zhong Wanning's hand and comforted her carefully.

"Wan Ning, don't be afraid, I'm here."

"Mother... don't want Wan Ning..."

The raving gradually became louder, and Xia Chuyu could hear clearly what she was talking about.

Seeing Zhong Wanning's fragile tone for the first time, Xia Chuyu was a little taken aback.

The candlelight softened her outline, and she finally had the softness of a daughter's home.

Picking up the medicine bottle, Xia Chuyu gently coaxed the person in the dream: "Wan Ning, good boy, let's take the medicine."

After getting a reply, the person on the bed held Xia Chuyu's hand tightly and refused to let go.

At this scene, Xia Chuyu couldn't help but use the other hand to coax and feed the medicine.

I don't know how long I stayed there, the candlelight dimmed a little, and Zhong Wanning was finally quiet.

The chain around her neck returned to calm before Xia Chuyu pulled out her held hand and sat down at the table alone.

Looking sideways, Zhong Wanning's clothes were placed on the couch, and Xia Chuyu could clearly feel that the power of the Yin-devouring pearl was silently calling her.

……

In the early morning, the sun did not know when it rose, and it hit Xia Chuyu through the gap in the window.

Xia Chuyu didn't wake up until a stabbing pain came from her arm.

Frowning, he didn't like the mild sunshine, glanced at Zhong Wanning, who was still quiet, and retreated silently.

Inside, Zhong Wanning could only be seen lying on the bed.

On a rare sunny day, the town that had been quiet for a few days began to become lively.

The Qing Ming Sword was wiped spotless, and she was strolling leisurely in the street in a long robe.

Mo Tianchen hadn't seen such a bustling street scene for a long time, so he looked around for a while.

Tired of running around for the past few days, I found an inn to play the tip.

Entering the store, put the Qingming sword lightly on the table: "Little Er, come to a pot of good wine."

"Okay, my lord, this is the best old wine in our store, please treat me well."

After taking the jug, Mo Tianchen laughed loudly: "The wine is so good, no wonder the business in your store is so prosperous, it makes people and ghosts want to come here."

Xiaoer wiped the table where Mo Tianchen was sitting: "My lord, you are joking."

Sneering, Mo Tianchen raised his head and took a sip, his eyes stayed on the second floor, and whispered: "I'm not joking."

Ye Zhinan and Luo Che, who were sitting at the other table, looked at each other, and looked at the menacing Mo Tianchen with some vigilance.

"Brother, what is the origin of this person?"

Luo Qiao shook his head, glanced at the Qingming sword placed on the table: "I'm afraid it's also a celestial master."

Ye Zhinan was a little anxious: "From his appearance, he seems to have discovered Xiao Ah Chu, so what should I do?"

Put the porridge in front of Ye Zhinan: "Don't worry, Miss Ah Chu is our ghost servant of the Zhong family, even if he is He Lu Tianshi, I still have to see the face of the master."

While the two were still whispering, Mo Tianchen had already thrown out his purse and picked up the Qing Ming Sword.

"Xiao Er, I want to stay in the hotel!" As he said, he pointed to the room where Zhong Wanning was on the second floor: "It's just next to this one..."

Tilting the weight of the money in the purse, Xiao Er happily led Mo Tianchen upstairs: "Grandpa, please do me a favor."

Ye Zhinan and Luo Qi glanced at each other and stepped forward quickly.

"Young master, please stop." Luo Che blocked Mo Tianchen's way.

Xiao Er at the side thought it was some kind of revenge trick by some enemy in the Jianghu, swallowed his saliva: "You two heroes, let's talk if we have something to say."

Mo Tianchen patted Xiao Er on the shoulder: "Okay, I'll just go up by myself, Xiao Er, go ahead."

After hesitantly glanced at the three of them, Xiao Er turned his head and left.

Mo Tianchen leaned against the handrail of the stairs with his sword in his arms: "You two, what are you doing?"

Ye Zhinan stepped forward and imitated making a bow with both hands: "My lord, don't misunderstand, our two brothers and sisters saw that you are handsome and handsome, and you are surrounded by righteousness. When you get excited, you want to go forward and make friends. If you are rude, please ask Don't blame me."

Luo Qiao didn't see or hear this compliment, but he still tried his best to maintain a smiling face: "Junior Sister is abrupt, so don't blame the young hero."

On the other hand, Mo Tianchen was very rewarded by this sudden compliment: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, I, Mo Tianchen, thank you two for your blue eyes, what this girl said is not unreasonable, I am quite moved, but I have been running around recently. Toil, please allow me to have a drink with you after I straighten up my appearance."

As he spoke, Mo Tianchen brushed off his robe with a smile, and walked towards the second floor.

Luo Qiao was about to speak to stop Mo Tianchen, but before he could speak, he saw a spell disappearing silently behind Mo Tianchen.

Looking back at Ye Zhinan who was smiling triumphantly, Luo Qi said helplessly, "When did you stick this blindfold on his back?"

Ye Zhinan raised his hand, and the bright moon silk lingered on his fingertips, like a living thing, holding his head up and waiting for praise.

Luo Che helplessly patted Ye Zhinan's forehead: "You, what kind of magic weapon is this bright moon silk? How come it has become a tool for secretly sticking spells when it comes to you."

Ye Zhinan made a grimace, and continued to return to his seat to eat.

Luo Che looked up, and saw Mo Tianchen walked to Zhong Wanning's door and stood there for a while, then scratched his head suddenly, as if he could no longer detect the ghostly aura, and then walked towards his room suspiciously.

So he sat back in his seat with confidence.

As for Mo Tianchen, closing the door, the spell behind his back shattered, fell to the ground, and dissipated.

"Tips for carving insects."