Chapter III: Recuperation

The sky was getting darker, and the smoke of the village houses scattered in front of him was curling, and the night fish thought of the fragrant roast duck, and his heart was even more hungry.

The energy that had been stimulated before gradually dissipated, and the wound on her arm became more and more painful, and she felt dizzy, and even the strength to hold the saddle was about to be gone.

Where the hell is the inn? I really want to drink water, I want to eat, my stomach is empty, it hurts, it is more heartburn than the wound on my arm, and my eyes begin to drift away.

The horse swayed, and as soon as the weak little hand was released, the night fish fell off the horse.

The tired and heavy eyes closed, and the night fish seemed to see a bright silver white.

Struggling in the endless darkness, the night fish finally opened his eyes, and the dim candlelight, the simple wooden house, seemed to have nothing but a bed.

Hunger struck again, and Ye Xiaoyu lifted the quilt and sat up, ouch, his arm was pierced by the damn Life and Death Pavilion killer, which would start to hurt his heart.

The Moon Sword and the silver she had packed were lying quietly in the bed, and it seemed that the person who saved her was a good person.

Who? Who changed all her clothes?

The wound on the arm was also medicated, Ye Xiaoyu jumped out of bed, opened the wooden door, and a young woman wearing a coarse cloth skirt, with a delicate face and a blue cloth on her head, was about to come in with a bowl of porridge.

"Miss, are you awake? I'll make you porridge, drink it quickly." The young woman handed her the porridge.

The stomach began to ache again, and the night fish didn't say much, so he took the bowl and poured it into his mouth, and soon the bottom of the bowl saw the light.

"Girl, is there anything else?" raised her hand to wipe her mouth, and Ye Xiaoyu looked at her with an empty bowl.

"There's still a kitchen, I'm ......"

Before she finished speaking, Ye Xiaoyu had already run out of the door and turned into the kitchen with a faint yellow candlelight, she directly picked up the pot, cooed a few times, and the porridge in the pot all entered her stomach.

The woman who came with her looked at the empty pot and frowned.

"Girl, thank you for saving me, I bought this dress, I'll go get the money for you. ”

Thinking of the Brain-Pumping Pavilion of Life and Death, Ye Xiaoyu was ready to hurry away from this place.

"Miss, you were dressed like this when you were sent, and that person only asked me to take you in. ”

Ye Xiaoyu, who was opening the bag to take the money, was stunned and turned to look at her: "Who sent me?"

"A man in a silver mask, he puts you in bed and leaves. ”

"That greedy for life and afraid of death, ruthless and unrighteous guy actually came to my rescue, even if his conscience was not taken away by the dog. ”

Ye Xiaoyu stuffed her with a piece of silver, carried the burden, picked up the Moon Chasing Sword and prepared to leave.

The woman grabbed the silver and twitched the corners of her mouth, she opened her hand and stopped at the door: "Miss, that person told you to heal your injuries here before leaving, our home is in the mountains, safe." ”

This woman didn't find out that she was rich and wanted to attack her, right?

"Don't get me wrong, the man said that it's not safe outside, so let you leave in a few days. The woman put her hand down.

After thinking for a while, Ye Xiaoyu returned to the bed and sat down: "Okay, tomorrow you help me buy more meat and come back, I'll sleep first." ”

Lying on the bed, Ye Xiaoyu couldn't sleep again, and after the woman left, she reacted, she was looked at and lost a lot.

She now longed to find the coward Silver-Faced Hero, gouge out his eyes, and put him on the ground to stomp on it.

actually dared to take advantage of her unconscious to rip off all her clothes, Ye Xiaoyu really wanted to abolish him.

The loose and ill-fitting dark clothes on his body must be his, he raised his sleeves and sniffed, a faint scent of sandalwood, but Ye Xiaoyu still felt that this dress was uncomfortable anywhere on his body.

I got up and was about to look for a woman to get dressed, but I saw her muttering to a man in the kitchen at the door.

They can't be muttering for money, right? Ye Xiaoyu hurriedly went back to the room, took his things, and sneaked out.

It was pitch black everywhere, and from time to time there were a few oozing black cries, as if they were the only ones in a radius of ten miles, and Ye Xiaoyu began to regret running out.

After several struggles in his heart, Ye Xiaoyu returned to the wooden house in a daze.

"Liuyun, there is a little bit of rice left in the house, and I boiled porridge for Miss just now, and she also stuffed silver taels for me just now. ”

The woman held two sweet potatoes in a bowl and handed them to the man with a white cloth towel wrapped around his head and a clear face.

"Cuizhu, how can you ask her for silver taels? Now that she is scared away, how can we afford it in case something happens?"

Ye Xiaoyu's heart warmed and came over: "Big brother and sister, I left in a hurry, it was too dark, and I got lost." ”

"Miss, it's good for you to come back, go back to the house and rest. The woman came and took her by the hand.

Ye Xiaoyu hooked the corners of her mouth embarrassedly, nodded at the simple Liuyun, and trotted back to the house.

The next day, Ye Xiaoyu walked out of the wooden house and looked at it, hey, fortunately he came back last night.

In addition to the mountains and mountains, there are trees and trees on the mountains, and there is only a sheep intestine path in front of the wooden house, and the path is full of shrubs and wild mangs on both sides.

Sitting on the stake in front of the door, the night fish scooped a spoonful of water, held a clean masked towel, and bathed the moon-chasing sword, under the sun, the moon-chasing sword flashed with dazzling white light, the sword handle was simple, and the tattoo looked like mysterious Sanskrit.

If you can go back to the previous world, this must be a priceless antique sword, and you will make a fortune! Ye Xiaoyu couldn't help but kiss the sword, the sword body trembled slightly, and a faint golden light flashed.

This sword has a spirit, and the night fish tried to kiss a few mouthfuls, and like a strong whirlwind, the Moon Sword broke free from her hand and stood on the ground.

"It's quite arrogant, could it be that you still use a male sword?"

The Moon Chasing Sword shook back and forth, as if nodding.

"Do you have a female sword, do you have unlimited storage, can you give me a golden finger?"

Ye Xiaoyu feels that he has picked up a treasure, is he also like the heroine in the play, there is a system and space?

The blade swayed from side to side and fell to the ground.

"You're not going to be that bad, are you? ”

Ye Xiaoyu picked up the sword, wiped it with his sleeve, sighed, shook his head again, and put it back in the scabbard.

"Miss, come and see, this is your clothes. Cuizhu rushed back from the market, took a baggage, and pulled her into the house.

Two outer robes, one black and one blue, heavy and oppressive colors, two sets of white tunics, and two white silk coats?

Picking up a long white silk, the night fish looked at Cuizhu suspiciously.

"The man said you should not dress as a woman, and this is for you to wrap your breasts. ”

"That person, that silver-faced stinky rascal?" Ye Xiaoyu took the wrap on his chest, and his face couldn't help but turn red with anger.

"The man who sent you here bought us a house in the bazaar, and when you are healed, we can go to the bazaar. The woman folded her clothes neatly and laid them on the bed.

The silver-faced hero must be afraid of her, and he will not save him when he sees death, and he will be greedy for life and afraid of death, so he will give a little favor to buy people's hearts.

Phew, hypocrisy, vile and obscene!