The rooms of the inn are also made of stone, and the walls and ceilings are decorated with potted vines, dressed like natural caves. With wooden floors on the floor and a fireplace in the corner, the room is still warm in the cold outside.

The room that Liu Muzhi arranged for them had three separate bedrooms, connected by a living room in the middle.

After sending Zheng Qiu and the others to the room, Liu Muzhi hurriedly ran out, and after a while, he brought a large basket of clothes.

These clothes came in a variety of styles and sizes, but they were all white in color and embroidered with black inscriptions on the sleeves and placket.

Liu Muzhi told them that these clothes were produced by the Qianyun Sect, known as Qianyun Weaving and Embroidery, and each one was very valuable, and it was a new product of the Qianyun Sect, and it was not much available outside.

Zheng Qiu picked out a short jacket for himself, and when he chose it, the dust on his hands stained the other clothes in the basket.

Zheng Qiu hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to get dirty, I didn't mean to." ”

Liu Muzhi didn't care: "Hey, don't apologize." Take a look!"

He picked up the soiled clothes, poured a glass of water and sprinkled it on it, and then wiped the palm of his hand on the surface of the clothes: "Look, this is clean, there is no ash at all." ”

"Wow, that's amazing!"

"That's natural, this Qianyun weaving and embroidery is made of special materials, no dust, no water, and light and breathable. Moreover, this garment can also be made of other colors and embroidered with arbitrary patterns, and more than 20 sects have already ordered sect clothes for us. If you like it, you can pick some more. ”

Zheng Qiu shook his head: "No, no, Brother Mu Zhi, you gave us one piece, we are already very grateful, we really can't afford to take this favor again." ”

The master also agreed: "This dress is so valuable, why don't you take it back, our clothes can be worn after washing." ”

Liu Muzhi hid the basket behind him: "A few people are too outward. You have a cloud rune, that is my Qianyun Sect's people, since you are your own people, you should use the good things distributed by the sect. I won't disturb a few people to change and rest, dinner is on the second floor, and you can choose what you like to eat. ”

After Liu Muzhi left, the three of them went back to the bathroom to change their clothes. The bathroom is in the bedroom, a small cubicle made of wooden boards. On the floor of the cubicle was a wooden bucket filled with water, and a thin bamboo pole hung from the ceiling above the barrel, and water was constantly flowing from it.

Zheng Qiu looked left and right at the bamboo pole and studied it for a long time, but he just couldn't understand why there was endless water flowing in the bamboo pole. Forget it, if you don't understand it, you won't get it, Zheng Qiu scooped up water from the wooden barrel, washed himself well, and changed into the white short jacket of the Qianyun Sect.

Not to mention, this clothes called Qianyun weaving and embroidery are really comfortable, light and soft, he bends over, stretches his back, and feels that the whole person is much more relaxed.

The matter of changing clothes is very hard for Yun You, although Zheng Qiu and the master know this, but it is inconvenient to help. The two of them could only boil water to make tea in the living room, sit on chairs and wait slowly.

The sky outside the window had completely darkened, and about an hour later, Yun You, with her long wet hair, moved out of her bedroom in a wheelchair. "I'm sorry to keep you waiting so long. ”

"It's okay, it's okay. Zheng Qiu handed over a cup of hot tea, "Sister Yunyou is even more beautiful in this dress than just now, it's worth the time." ”

"Zheng Qiu! Flamboyant, when will it be? ”

"I'm telling the truth. ”

"Alright, let's go finish our meal and don't miss the time. The master touched Zheng Qiu's head and turned to Yun You's back to push the wheelchair.

"Well, the master is right, eat first!"

There is a small restaurant on the second floor of the inn, and all the food is placed on a wooden shelf on the back of the restaurant, so that people who come to eat can take it at will. Before entering the restaurant, Zheng Qiu was excited, but when it was time to eat, his mind was full of depressed words.

The wooden shelves were filled with only fruits and vegetables, and the bottles were filled with unknown water or dew. What's more, there is a plate with a few wooden sticks, which is so difficult that people can use them as chopsticks.

Just like the master said, the person who eats the pill is pretending to eat, and it is not interesting at all.

Grabbing a fruit and taking a vicious bite, Zheng Qiu chewed hard and looked at Yun Yu on the other side of the table. Yun You also had a helpless look on her face, since the cultivation was abolished, she also had to eat rice and other things. If she doesn't eat, her stomach will tell her what hunger is.

There was also a cultivator sitting by the window of the dining room, a middle-aged man who was a little chubby. The man was enjoying the scenery outside the window, and from time to time he picked up the fruit cut into small pieces on the plate and put it in his mouth. But when he saw the three people in the restaurant gnawing on the fruit, the plates piled higher and higher one after the other, he froze.

The man picked up the uncut fruit in front of him and looked at it, his face was full of doubts, is it not a treasure, is it so delicious? He hesitated for a moment, put the fruit to his mouth, and took a bite of it.

After being convinced that it was the same thing, the same taste, the man quickly put the fruit down. Where did the hillbilly come from, could it be that he still wanted to fill his stomach with this? The man shook his head, he couldn't stand it anymore. He drank the water from his glass in one gulp, got up and hurried out of the dining room.

Smack, when the fortieth empty plate was piled on the table, Zheng Qiu finally hiccuped. Rubbing his stomach and leaning on the back of the chair, Zheng Qiu stuck out his tongue: "Well, I'm finally full, and I don't know if these fruits are hungry." ”

Yun You sighed: "These foods are all for cultivators, and it's already too much for us to eat so much. ”

"That's right," the master finished gnawing the last fruit, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "Don't we still have a piece of cake, go back and divide it!"

"That's right, that's right, there's a piece of cake!" Zheng Qiu stood up and couldn't wait to walk out, and as soon as he ran out of the restaurant, he turned back again.

"You can't leave Sister Yun You behind, Sister Yun You also has to eat. ”

After eating the cake, all three of them had a good night's rest. I thought that the next day I would eat fruit again to satisfy my hunger, but when they arrived at the restaurant in the morning, they found that there was a large pot of rice on the wooden shelf, and there were five dishes lined up next to the rice, including meat, fish, soup, and soup.

Needless to say, I can guess that this must have been arranged by Liu Muzhi. I don't know where he got these things, and they're still steaming.

There were very few people in the post station, except for Liu Muzhi and the man he met at dinner for the first time, Zheng Qiu had only seen two middle-aged women working and another cultivator wearing a vest.

After the bamboo pole flowing in the bathroom, Zheng Qiu found a strange place. The fire in the fireplace in the living room burned every day, but no one came to add firewood, and I didn't know what was burning in it.

Time passed quickly, and before Zheng Qiu figured out the bamboo pole and the fireplace, Liu Muzhi came to the living room and told them that Tianzhou was coming.