Murphy: "Did they have any difficulties?"

"Who knows."

I rolled over, not wanting to talk to Murphy anymore, "If you want to help, you can help yourself, I need to rest early."

first fought with the Jin family, and then fought with the city lord of Xianyuan City, plus he was seriously injured and stayed in the underground city for several months.

I was able to get a break so easily that I didn't want to worry about anything else.

Unless it is like the Chen family sisters, who are destined for me, and I will help appropriately, I will never care.

Every man has a life, and he should not be forced, and it is not my business.

Murphy said dissatisfiedly, "You don't want to listen to me so much?"

"Yes."

In the face of Murphy's nonsense, I didn't bother to be perfunctory.

This guy is good at everything, but he is too kind-hearted and easy to meddle.

Fortunately, after struggling for a while, she finally decided, turned over, lay down, and slept honestly.

Just as I was dazed and about to fall asleep, the gate of the courtyard outside creaked open.

I subconsciously opened my eyes and saw Zhao Mingli carrying a lantern, staggering towards the house as if he was drunk.

The door opened suddenly, and the old woman's legs fluttered so fast that she almost pounced on Zhao Mingli's body.

"Old man, how about the lottery?"

Zhao Mingli's fist was clenched tightly, and only a wooden stick was exposed on it.

"Tell me, how about the lottery!"

Zhao Mingli gritted his teeth, stared at his red eyes, and didn't want to say a word.

"You're going to kill me!"

The old woman stretched out her hand and broke Zhao Mingli's palm little by little, revealing a wooden skewer painted red from inside.

Zhao Mingli sat on the ground like a child, crying loudly.

"I'm sorry for our son, and I'm sorry for our granddaughter!"

"I...... I'm not human!"

Zhao Mingli slapped on his face, and the old woman staggered against the wall, gurgling and shedding tears.

"Hidden Dragon, can you help?"

Murphy, on the pyre next door, had opened his eyes and stared straight at me.

I was taken aback, "When did you wake up!?"

"I've been awake a long time ago."

Seeing the two of them crying like this, I sat up helplessly: "Okay, you can go and ask."

"If it's what we can, it doesn't matter if we help."

Murphy dodged and jumped off the stack of firewood, squeaking open the wooden door of the firewood room.

"What's going on, two?"

The old couple stopped crying and stared at Murphy with straight eyes, even with some kind of ...... in the depths of their eyes Greedy?

The strange eyes flashed and disappeared, as if they had never appeared.

Zhao Mingli wiped away his tears and cleared his voice, "It's okay, let's rest early."

The old couple closed the door and lit the oil lamp in the room, and from the silhouette of the window, the two of them could be seen together, as if whispering something.

Murphy lay back down on the stall with some disappointment.

"Looks like they don't want us to help."

I closed my eyes again, "Okay, everyone has their own lives, let's rest early, and we have to do business tomorrow morning."

Murphy: "What's the matter?"

I counted on my fingers, "We don't have enough life-saving pills, we have to refine a batch to supplement it.

"If you are idle, you can go to the mountains to get some vegetables and meat to replenish the consumption in our storage bags."

"When that's ready, we should move on."

Murphy closed his eyes and muttered as if self-hypnotizing, "Sleep......

I closed my eyes, and just as I was about to fall asleep in a daze, I suddenly smelled a strange fragrance.

This fragrance is very familiar, and it makes me feel familiar, as if I have smelled it on Fuso's body, the kind of body fragrance that makes people completely relax physically and mentally......

In a drowsy state, I wanted to open my eyes and see if Fuso was right next to me.

But my eyelids couldn't be lifted as if they had been filled with lead.

"Did he sleep dead?"

"We should have slept to death, otherwise we wouldn't have been unresponsive when we were so close."

The voices of Zhao Mingli and the old woman sounded not far from him.

Then I felt a hard poke in the arm.

Zhao Mingli: "There is no movement, I should be asleep."