Originally, when I watched the execution tonight, I thought that Feng Qingyu would not come, but I didn't expect that he would still come to me.

"Come out quickly." I said, getting out of bed.

He struggled for a while before he came out from under the bed, patted his clothes, and pulled me away.

I made a boo gesture at him, and tiptoed to the door of the dormitory, glancing through the crack in the door.

I didn't see Ah Zi and Qing Cen, they shouldn't be on duty tonight, so I put my mind at ease, and left through the window with Feng Qingyu and went straight to the cold hall.

Originally, he just secretly came to the owner of the Sheep Pavilion to ask for a medicine, but who knew that as soon as he turned into the eaves of the Cold Pavilion, he directly bumped into Bai Wushuang.

His silver-white robe, like moonlight, caught my eye.

Seeing Feng Qingyu suddenly flipping in with me in his arms, he was also calm, just glanced at this.

It was us who found out, and we didn't speak.

It was Feng Qingyu who hurriedly put me down, and bowed slightly at Bai Wushuang and said, "White Pavilion Master, why are you here?" ”

This Feng Qingyu was still very respectful to Bai Wushuang, and I also nodded slightly at Bai Wushuang to say hello.

"Please go with the master of this pavilion." As he spoke, he looked at the owner of the sheep pavilion who came out of the medicine box on his back.

Presumably Bai Wushuang, please ask the owner of this sheep pavilion to see Shuangxue.

The owner of the Yang Pavilion obviously didn't expect that Feng Qingyu and I would come, and looked at us blankly: "Master Luo, son, it's late at night, why did you come here?" ”

"Oh, we're just here to find a few herbs, if you want to go to the doctor, just go, and we'll find the herbs ourselves." Feng Qingyu said with a smile at the owner of the sheep pavilion.

However, that gaze still glanced at Bai Wushuang's body from time to time, as if he was very jealous of Bai Wushuang.

"Really? If you can't find it, I'll come back and get it for Childe in a while. The Sheep Pavilion Master leaned over us, and then prepared to walk with Bai Wushuang.

Bai Wushuang's deep eyes looked directly at me and Feng Qingyu.

"What medicine are you looking for? The master can use the medicine, just go directly to the Tianyi Museum, why come here? Bai Wushuang's question made me and Feng Qingyu look at each other, not knowing how to answer.

Feng Qingyu thought for a while, and said to Bai Wushuang: "It's the slave in Lord Luo's womb who is sick, so I'll come here to find some medicine, Lord Baige, your matter is important, don't delay." ”

Bai Wushuang listened, looked at the two of us, pondered for a while, nodded and turned around and left with the sheep pavilion master.

As soon as he left, Feng Qingyu began to rummage through the cabinets, looking for the fire lingzhi, the three money grass and the white orchid.

I also helped, and rummaged through the three-sided medicine cabinet, but I didn't find these three flavors.

"These three flavor medicines, will there be no cold hall?" The search was fruitless, so I opened my mouth to ask Feng Qingyu.

Feng Qingyu shook his head and said that it may not have been before, but last time he asked Qilin Guan to allocate some of all the medicinal materials to the Cold Pavilion, and the medicinal materials in the Cold Pavilion should be complete now.

"Fire Lingzhi, Sanqian Grass, Bai Lanrui?" Feng Qingyu muttered: "When these three flavors are disassembled, they are not precious medicinal materials, they should be counted among ordinary medicinal materials, right?" Looking for it again? ”

He muttered puzzledly, I am not familiar with these medicinal materials in the demon capital, so I don't know whether these medicinal materials are valuable or not.

Feng Qingyu and I were about to rummage through it again, when suddenly, a sleepy and muffled voice came from the cubicle room.

"What about the three flavors of medicinal herbs? The owner of the museum is hiding in the house! ”

Suddenly, I heard someone talking, Feng Qingyu and I were stunned, and then we glanced around in a panic.

I saw a bald head poking out of the cubicle room.

"Fat monk?" Seeing that it was actually a fat monk, I was finally relieved.

"Master, what are you muttering about looking for those three medicines?" The fat monk rubbed his eyes and stared at me and Feng Qingyu with a chaotic expression.

"Nature is useful, where?" Feng Qingyu had already walked in front of the fat monk as she spoke.

The fat monk yawned, got off the bed sideways, and then reached out and pulled out a wooden box from under the bed, and when I opened the wooden box, I saw that there were three compartments inside, and there were exactly three herbs in it.

Feng Qingyu squatted down and carefully identified it, confirming that it was the three-flavor medicinal herb we were looking for.

"Why is there so much left of this fire Lingzhi?" Feng Qingyu looked at the seven or eight fire lingzhi that were placed on the far right side alone, and asked the fat monk puzzled.

The fat monk scratched his head, and said with a little weakness: "Maybe, maybe, that's all there when it is delivered." ”

"How can it be, if you want to send it, the amount is naturally about the same." Feng Qingyu said and looked at the fat monk.

I also stared at the fat monk, who could only lick his lips.

Seeing him like this, he must have stolen the fire lingzhi.

"People are hungry, this fire Ganoderma lucidum is washed and roasted with fire, and it is very fragrant." After the fat monk finished speaking, he stared at the few remaining fire lingzhi in the box.

I shook my head helplessly, I couldn't help him, such a greedy demon, after coming to the demon capital, he lived a hungry life every day.

Feng Qingyu was different from me, raised his hand and patted it on the fat monk's bald head, and reprimanded: "You fat man, be careful of bursting blood vessels!" This fire Ganoderma lucidum is too replenishing, and if you eat too much, you will have nosebleeds, and if you eat it, you will be dizzy and your blood vessels will burst. ”

"Huh?" The fat monk glanced at Feng Qingyu with a frightened expression: "Then, that, what should I do?" ”

"Don't scare him." I frowned and glanced at Feng Qingyu: "He is a goblin, how can he burst his blood vessels and die because he took tonic?" Does that make sense? ”

"yes, does that make sense?" The fat monk listened to it and also came back to his senses.

Feng Qingyu raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, seeing that I had debunked it, he didn't say much, and directly grabbed a handful of several medicinal herbs respectively, originally planned to take them back to be boiled, but Feng Qingyu thought about it carefully, if he took it to Jin Yao Palace, he was afraid that it would be a demon with many eyes, and it would be easy to be discovered.

In this cold hall, the casserole or something is ready-made, and it can be boiled and drunk directly here, which can be said to be unaware.

"Stay here?" I looked a little uneasily towards the main entrance of the cold hall, afraid of being discovered.

"Master, what are you going to do? These three herbs can't be fried together. The fat monk rubbed his eyes and followed us to the medicine hall, and when he saw Feng Qingyu putting the three flavors of medicine together and frying them, he was suddenly a little anxious.

"You don't understand, we're useful." Feng Qingyu said, scooped water in the water tank on the side, cleaned the three-flavor medicinal herbs, and then carefully took out the rootless water and poured it into the casserole where the medicine was boiled.