Wang Shu opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and looked frightened and palpitating.

Ignore the insoluble and mysterious krypton-gold brick, in the last picture, what is the empress doing with a sword at him?

Is it to cut him? Why is that?

The nose felt hot, and a string of warm liquid ran down the nostrils. Wang Shu touched it with his hand, it was a nosebleed.

Suddenly I felt a little dizzy, a feeling of weakness in my body came, and my whole body was weak, especially my attention was difficult to concentrate for a while.

"001, what's going on?" Wang Shu asked.

"The host is bound to enter the probability formula to calculate the future, although it does not require a lot of energy and computing speed.

However, the probability formula is a super-high formula after all, and operating at the host's genetic engine level will still cause a certain burden on the body.

But the host doesn't have to worry, just rest and rest, just bubble the wolfberry. 001 said in a teasing tone for a rare time.

"Soak wolfberries, I'm not kidney deficient." Wang Shu couldn't help but complain.

001 didn't answer, and was gone. Wang Shu didn't care about this guy who was sometimes serious and sometimes had a strange painting style.

"It seems that the probability formula/prediction formula is still used sparingly, and the body is a little unbearable."

Wang Shu muttered to himself, his face solemn. I can't help but think of a corner of the future that I saw in the mirror space.

Stained with blood, the empress holds a sword! What does this mean exactly?

With her relationship with the empress, the empress shouldn't attack him.

has been in a tangle, and finally Wang Shu simply stopped thinking about it.

He fell on the bed, and a feeling of extreme tiredness hit his heart, and he fell asleep.

"Squeak!"

Soon after, the locked door opened softly, and the bright moonlight outside the room shone through the crack in the door, spilling on the floor inside, leaving a white silver frost.

An extremely slight footstep sounded, almost undetectable.

At the door, a slender figure stood there motionless, as if looking at something.

After about a dozen breaths, the figure slowly receded, and the door closed automatically.

And Wang Shu, who was supposed to be asleep on the bed, slowly opened his eyes, showed a thoughtful look, and said in a voice that only he could hear:

"Who could it be?"

Still unable to resist the tiredness, without a few breaths, Wang Shu really fell asleep this time.

……

The next day, early in the morning.

When he woke up, Wang Shu felt extremely uncomfortable all over his body, and his head was groggy, as if it was about to crack.

This is the after-effect of forcibly running a higher formula.

The most direct way to get rid of this negative effect is to absorb energy recovery.

After tidying up his clothes a little, Wang Shu walked out of the door, walked through the inner courtyard of the inn to the lobby, and saw that Li Xingyun and the little junior sister were already there.

"Morning!" Wang Shu smiled and waved his hand.

"It's not early, tree pot pot!"

The nightmare ran over with a "whoosh" and pulled Wang Shu's arm, quite intimate.

Her eyes were on Wang Shu's face, and suddenly her face turned pale, and she exclaimed:

"Tree pot pot, why is your face so white? And your eye circles are all dark? ”

"I'm insomnia."

Wang Shu noticed his abnormality in the morning, but he had no way to solve it.

"Insomnia? But didn't the tree pot rest early in the morning last night? ”

Nightmare's little head is constantly thinking, constantly pondering, as long as it is about Wang Shu, she is very concerned.

"Okay, I'm fine."

Wang Shu reached out and rubbed Chimeng's supple head, as well as her pretty face, which was full of elasticity.

I pinched and pulled hard, and then I felt very comfortable!

This caused Nightmare to be shy for a while, and her face instantly turned as red as a ripe apple.

The next few people sat down at a table and began to eat breakfast.

This inn is located in the middle of nowhere, and because it is near the official road, there are not many people coming in the morning.

Therefore, except for Wang Shu and his entourage, basically except for the inn clerk, there were no other guests.

"Wang Shu, are you okay?"

Ji Ruxue spoke at the right time, looking at Wang Shu's obviously abnormal face, with a worried look on her face.

"Xue'er, I'm fine, don't worry." Wang Shu picked a bun and ate it.

"No, brother. Yesterday, I saw that you were still full of qi and blood, the heavenly court was shining, and your whole body exuded a strong spiritual qi.

Why did I look at it today, but it was a loss of qi and blood, the heavenly court was black, the eyebrows and eyes were blank, the face was pale, and the steps were vain, which was clearly a sign of emptiness. Li Xingyun said.

As a healer who saves the world, it is the most basic skill to see, hear, and inquire. The signs that Wang Shu is showing now are very similar to the "kidney deficiency" recorded in the medical scriptures.

But the eldest brother is young, why is his kidney deficient?

It is explained in the medical scriptures that there are many causes of kidney deficiency.

As soon as he thought of this, Li Xingyun couldn't help but set his eyes on Ji Yao, who was charming and enchanting like a fox spirit.

There is also an iceberg goddess Ji Ruxue with an indifferent expression on the side, but a pretty face.

He seemed to understand something!

"Eat your meal!" Wang Shu couldn't help glaring at Li Xingyun when he saw that he was talkative.

Shi Yao's eyebrows smiled lightly, and her eyebrows were picturesque. Suddenly he stood up and walked to the kitchen of the inn, and it didn't take long for him to come out with a fragrant jade porcelain bowl.

"Childe, this is the black chicken health soup I boiled with my own hands in the morning, drink it while it's hot, it's good for your health." Shi Yao brought the jade bowl to Wang Shu.

"I have a heart."

Wang Shu did not refuse, looking at the bowl of black chicken soup in front of him with an attractive fragrance, his taste buds were indeed opened, and a strong sense of hunger arose.

"Hehe, it's Shi Yao's honor to be able to do things for his son." Shi Yao smiled.

"By the way, where did Hou Qing go?"

Wang Shu scooped a mouthful of black chicken soup with a spoon and drank it, an extremely fragrant umami filled his mouth and nose, and the limbs of his entire body seemed to be moistened by wisps of essence, and his tired body was subtly recovering.

"Tree pot pot, your little apprentice's flute is really ugly, so I asked him to go to the mountains to practice by himself." Nightmare said.

Hearing this, Wang Shu couldn't help but think of Hou Qing's serious flute sound, but the sound was extremely harsh and maddening.

For Hou Qing, he really taught him hard for a period of time in terms of music.

It's a pity that Hou Qing's musical talent is very poor, he is too incompetent, and his progress is pitiful.

Watching him beat the drum to control the corpse is quite a set, but how to play the flute is so unbearable.

Maybe his good looks are so good-looking, because he sacrificed most of his musical talent.

Thinking about it, Wang Shu was so depressed that his kidneys ached a little, and he couldn't help but drink a few more sips of black chicken soup.

Shi Yao saw that Wang Shu liked to drink the soup he made so much, and the smile on his face became brighter, and he said secretly:

"The first step, success."

Ji Ruxue's eyes were on Shi Yao, full of hostility towards this unknown woman.

Looking at the senior brother drinking black chicken soup, Li Xingyun was suddenly tasteless as he ate vegetable buns and drank rice porridge.

Eyes on the little junior sister, when can the little junior sister be so gentle and considerate.

……

"Poof~"

"Poof~"

On the mountain, Hou Qing was playing the flute diligently, extremely focused and engrossed.