"Why didn't you wake me up?"

The lower waist of the jar exercises the muscles and bones, and the soft belly gathers a few circles of meat with its movements.

"God, you can't bear to let me be a little pitiful to provoke a big demon? And you slept soundly, and it would be too inhumane for me to wake you up. The jar said he.

"So what should I do, he won't all have to live with me in the future, will he?" Luo Yuyu suddenly began to panic.

"With his help, your chances of gaining merit will be greatly improved. Besides, you owe so much to others, just sleep a few times, I think it's okay, it's worth it. ”

Listening to the words of the tiger and wolf in the jar, Luo Yuyu couldn't help but pinch its furry body and rubbed it twice.

"You're too bad, I want to apply for a change of system customer service."

"Well, the application is invalid." A carp rolled in the jar and fled from the clutches of the devil.

But soon he was caught by the little feet of fate.

The whole beast hung in mid-air.

Out of sight and out of mind, Luo Yuyu threw it directly into the Space Cave Mansion.

She smoothed the corners of her slightly crumpled cloth and walked out of the room reservedly.

There were a few people sitting here and there on the first floor, including the woman in white who I saw yesterday holding a girl.

As if noticing Luo Yuyu's gaze, the woman bowed slightly towards her, gently scooped up a spoonful of tea, and fed it to the girl sitting next to her.

The proprietress was boiling spiritual tea, and the fragrance of tea wafted far away.

"The girl needs tea, a pot of two low-grade spirit stones."

Luo Yuyu asked for a pot and ordered a plate of unknown spirit fruits worth ten spirit stones.

She sat at the table closest to the door, looking at the monks who walked by from time to time outside the room, slightly stunned.

After the small alley that was empty yesterday gradually gained popularity, the hidden walls became lively.

A few withered yellow branches hung down on the wooden pole at the corner of the alley, dancing gently in the wind.

It seems to be separated by a series of walls, a quiet place hidden behind the prosperity.

She even saw ordinary children begging in the dusty streets.

Luo Yu took a bite of the blue-red spirit fruit, the sour taste, it couldn't be swallowed at all, there was a strong bitterness in the astringency, and the juice was even more difficult than the brine marinated in the roots.

The aura is so faint that you can't feel it, only a little more juice.

She took a bite, then put the fruit aside in disgust and took a sip of spiritual tea.

The taste of the tea was also strange, with a rusty smell in the water, and a circle of red under the cup with a few dark yellow tea leaves floating.

Tea seems to be just ordinary tea with a little aura, and it is a spiritual tea that is not in the grade.

Seeing that the people around him were cherishing the tea, Luo Yuyu had to swallow the tea in his mouth.

Yes, the demon races are lacking in a large area, and although the human towns are much better, water resources are still scarce.

Luo Yuyu held the sand porcelain cup that still spread the residual heat, and pondered.

She stopped the proprietress who was about to go outside the house to get a tea dustpan to dry.

"May I ask, is there a steward in this small alley who sells stall vouchers?"

The proprietress was slightly surprised when she heard Luo Yuyu's call, "The girl wants to set up a stall with us?" As you can see, there are almost no stalls here, and of course there are no stewards, so if you really want to set up a stall, just set it up outside our hotel. ”

There was a look of disapproval in her eyes, the people here have problems with food and clothing, how can they have the money to buy things.

After thanking the proprietress, Luo Zhiyu thought about it and stacked the white animal skin cloth brought back from the Silver Wolf Tribe not far from the inn.

On the stall, there are some ordinary first- and second-grade spirit grass and a small bag of poinsettia mountain slag.

The fresh fruity aroma immediately attracts a wave of attention.

Although the red hawthorn is also slightly sour, the taste is far more delicious than the small fruit just now, and many people also know this low-grade spirit fruit.

"Girl, how do you sell this spirit fruit?" The first one to come over and ask about the price seemed to be a sword cultivator who had built a sixth-layer foundation.

The sharpness of the body, but the clothes are just ordinary first-grade magic clothes, and the sword behind him is not of high grade.

"1 low-grade spirit stone." The price of Luo Hu pomelo is considered.

She remembered that on the price list she had seen in the pharmacy before, the red mountain slag was sold on consignment, 2-4 low-grade spirit stones.

The sword cultivator was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect it to be so cheap.

"Give me six." He poured out a few golden spirit stones from the storage bag.

The spiritual fruits raised in the cave are large and sufficient, and the spiritual energy is abundant. Each one is plump, and each one is flawless. The man picked six at random and left.

With the first person, more and more people came to buy spirit fruits later.

In less than a few minutes, her small bag of spirit fruits was sold out. And the spirit grass is still lonely in its place, no one cares.

A few children sitting on the stone in the corner of the wall next to her were looking closely at the fresh and tender spirit grass on her stall, and it was full of moisture at a glance.

His hair was unkempt and scattered over his shoulders like dry weeds, and his lips were pale and chapped, and he looked like he hadn't used water in a long time.

Luo Yuyu thought about it, turned around and went back to the hotel, poured the tea on the table into a bamboo tube, and put all the spirit fruits into a small cloth bag.

She beckoned to the children, "How about I pay you for these things, you go and look after the stalls?" ”

Among them, the older boy was a little resistant to Luo Yuyu's approach, and kept pulling the other children who wanted to step forward with light in their eyes.

"Don't worry, I'm on the first floor of the hotel, you can come to me if you have anything." Luo Zhiyu slowed down.

She handed the bamboo tube with the tea to the boy standing at the front.

The other party carefully caught the bamboo tube with a faint fragrance, with hope in his eyes.

Luo Yuyu put the canvas with the price of Lingcao written on it on the stall, and returned to the hotel, as if he was fine.

She was smiling secretly in her heart, she had just received two small flowers of merit, which was better than nothing.

Perhaps, these children can bring her some merit.

As soon as she sat back in her seat, she received a few strange glances, and when she turned to look at the source, the man turned his face away.

The innkeeper's eyes became much kinder when she looked at her, but her face was still heavy.

Luo Yuyu took out a few rolls of bamboo slips and read the book leisurely.

I don't know how long it took, but during that time, she saw the children sell a fluorescent grass, and no one came to visit it. In the afternoon, there were almost no monks in the alleys.

She put away the stall and stuffed the bag with the spirit fruit to a few people.

Then, without saying anything, he left directly.

If she stays here, it will only make a few children uncomfortable.

Three golden lotuses fell.

Luo felt that her response was very successful.

She was about to go upstairs to her room when she heard a screaming not far away.

The sound is still somewhat familiar.

Luo Yuyu wanted to go out, but was stopped by the proprietress .

"Don't go, let them go. If you go and help them, it will make them more guilty. The proprietress sighed.