After Luo Yaosheng left his room, he went straight to the herb room, and as soon as he entered the door, he smelled a burning smell.

The pot of medicine that was boiled before has been completely confused because of the delay of these things halfway.

Gotta do it all over again.

The resentful spirit in the shadow seemed to know what she was thinking, stretched out the chain and spontaneously lifted the pasted medicine pot, moved it out of the window to pour it out, and then sent it back to Luo Yaosheng.

Luo Yaosheng hooked the corners of his lips and said with a smile:

"Grievances, help make a medicine."

Nodding obediently, the chains extended out, and according to Luo Yaosheng's instructions, he selected the medicinal materials, put them into the three medicine furnaces he had prepared, and made a fire to boil them.

The resentful spirit boils medicine, no matter how you look at it, it is a strange picture.

Luo Yaosheng couldn't stand it a little, ignored the "complaining" eyes of the resentful spirit, let the resentful spirit stand away, sat on the small stool in front of the medicine stove, took the pu fan and fanned it gently, and calculated the situation in his mind.

Because of various reasons, whether it is the malicious embarrassment of the acting patriarch, or the ridiculous things that the original owner did, in short, her situation is not too optimistic now.

Just look at the low-grade herbs in this room.

Bright perfunctory.

If she wants to cure Yu Huaiye and herself, she can't just stay in the mansion, she must find a way to go to other places to grab better resources.

There is also a villain value......

can't just curb the growth of Yu Huaiye's villain value, her own villain value must also find a way to increase, and it is best to plan Yu Huaiye's villain line.

According to the timeline, it won't be long before the male protagonist Ling Qingxiao will arrive in Cloud City, and she remembers that the first time the original owner met Ling Qingxiao was at this time.

Luo Yaosheng rubbed his fingers twice, and the plan gradually became clear.

She wrapped the lid of the medicine stove with a handkerchief, lifted it and looked at it, and then said:

"Grievance, let that person out."

There was a sound of chains shaking, and in the black fog beneath the resentful spirit, a human figure gradually appeared, and the man seemed to have not noticed the current situation, still shrunk into a ball, and muttered: "Spare me, spare me, don't eat my ......"

This person is Luo Shaoyuan, who has just been "devoured" into the black mist by the resentful spirit.

Luo Yaosheng didn't let the resentful spirit really devour him, but locked him in the space in the resentful spirit's body, she had something to ask, but she couldn't let him leave in front of the villain cub alive, in order to avoid increasing the villain's value, she had to do this.

"Click."

Luo Yao closed the lid without hesitation, and made a soft sound.

The man on the ground immediately shuddered and was silent.

After a long while, he seemed to realize that he had changed places at the moment, and his eyes quietly narrowed a slit in his uncertain eyes, and he looked around the line of sight, and only after he was sure did he breathe a sigh of relief.

Looking at him, Luo Yaosheng inexplicably remembered Yu Huaiye's trembling appearance.

The gap between this person and people is quite big, and the villain cub is afraid that it is pleasing to the eye and "loving", but on the ground, you can be as spicy as your eyes are.

"If you shrink like this again, I'll really feed you to the grudge." Luo Yaosheng said that he didn't look at him again, turned his gaze back to the medicine stove, picked up the pu fan again and fanned the medicine stove slowly.

"Young master, young master, it's really not me! I really didn't do anything to your little male pet! ”

Knowing that Luo Yaosheng was not joking, Luo Shaoyuan didn't dare to rely on it anymore, so he lay on the ground in this posture and kowtowed to Luo Yaosheng while wailing and crying, and he didn't care about his image at all.